The Imperial Guards rip the room apart, but find no trace of a body. Books tossed aside, drawers opened and dumped out, even the tea collection taken away just in case.
"I can't believe it." Character Master stands in his colleague's quarters and shakes his head. "I didn't get along with him, but this ... are you sure it's blood you found? And the blood of a murder victim?"
The Imperial Physician, Dr. Bian Que, "The Divine Physician of the Warring States," kneels and examines the blood. The Imperial Guards have shoved the bed towards the window so that the Imperial Physician and the Imperial Intelligence Squad can go CSI on the streaks of dried brownish-red blood splashed across the immaculate carpet.
"This is freshly dried blood," he states. "I'd say that whoever died here died quite recently. I'll test it to determine exactly when, but this can't be more than a few days old."
Kryptosia agrees. "I am surprised that Red Bamboo was so careless."
