Wear it quickly! My mad dog-like host!

"Wang Wang Wang-"

"Wang Wang Wang-"

The dogs, finally realizing what was happening, started howling and barking incessantly at the alleyway behind the telephone pole. Lights were gradually turned on in the surrounding houses, and figures moved about in the windows.

"Whose dog is barking like that?!"

The rough voice carried the annoyance of being woken up in the middle of the night. The girl was so frightened that she hugged the dog and trembled, not because of the angry voice, but because of the vicious, bloodthirsty eyes she had just seen in the video that lingered in her mind and sent chills down her spine.

The three Alaskan Malamutes in Rose's hands foolishly tried to chase after her towards the alley entrance, so she followed them for a few steps until they reached the alley entrance.

At the end of the alley, a figure suddenly appeared on the right.

A faint smell of blood wafted through the air, and a few drops of blood gradually congealed on the cement floor.

Rose stopped the dog that had sniffed the blood and was about to chase it into the alley. She turned her head to look at the girl who had followed her and was bravely peering into the alley. She raised an eyebrow slightly and said, "Let's go back."

"I smell blood," the girl said in a low voice. "It's faint, but there is definitely some."

She wasn't menstruating, so she could be sure the bloody smell wasn't coming from her. The people next to her didn't smell of blood either; in fact, only those very close could sense the slight chill emanating from her, like the icy desolation of a winter mountain peak.

It doesn't smell like fragrance.

There was no smell of sweat on him.

My gaze inadvertently swept to the ground, where the cement surface was reflecting the bright moonlight.

A few dark red spots caught the girl's eye. She froze, her pupils contracted sharply, and the goosebumps that had just subsided returned to her entire body, even the pores on her scalp opened up.

Her voice was hoarse, and she asked in a low, fearful voice, "What...what is this?!"

Instinctively, I took out my phone and turned on the flashlight to shine the light on them. Those dark red spots were clearly bloodstains that hadn't dried yet!

It wasn't paint, it was blood!

As the light swept forward, the bloodstains stretched all the way to the end of the alley, and there were traces of wiping on the ground.

girl:"!!!"

A breath caught in her throat, making a hissing sound. Her eyes were fixed on the wall at the end of the alley. Taking a breath, she decisively pulled out her phone and dialed the police.

"Killed!"

Even after giving the address and hanging up the phone, her gaze didn't leave the alley for a second.

She dared not move away.

"He saw me." The girl said calmly, trying to suppress her fear, "If the person I just saw really is a murderer, then he will definitely come after me and make me shut up forever."

Four Alaskan Malamutes—her features were so distinctive that finding her in this city was effortless.

She had to make the first move to get the other person in, or at least keep a record of it.

Even if the bloodstains were from killing chickens or dogs, it wouldn't matter if she had just made a false police report.

But if it weren't for... the girl's heart pounded, and she gritted her teeth.

It wasn't that she had a problem with this old residential area, but she knew very well that no one would secretly clean up bloodstains on the ground in the middle of the night. If someone did, there was probably something they were up to!

"Wang Wang Wang-"

The four dogs continued barking, and the girl didn't stop them; she wished they would bark a little longer.

The surrounding residents turned on their lights, and some people angrily came out of their homes carrying sticks and stools.

A burly man gripped a red plastic stool and shouted a warning: "What are you doing! Staying up so late at night and disturbing the peace with your dog, I'm calling the police!"

"You two aren't from our neighborhood, what are you doing causing trouble here in the middle of the night?" An old man emerged from the first house in the alley and stood at his door, shouting angrily, "If you don't shut the dogs up, I'll kill them!"

The girl didn't speak, but stubbornly stared at the end of the alley. She felt a sense of relief despite the accusations and insults from the people around her.

The grumbling residents also sensed something was wrong. With each curse they uttered, their right eyelids twitched, and they became increasingly panicked as they cursed. Why weren't these two saying a word in response?

"You two..."

A night breeze swept by, carrying the smells of disinfectant and blood into their nostrils. The crowd paused, instinctively sensing that something was wrong.

"Woo-woo-woo-woo" came the drawn-out alarm.

The residents who went outside shivered and were speechless.

Oh no, something's happened.

A police car was parked on the side of the road, and a police officer got out of the car with two auxiliary police officers and a wolfhound.

The police officer scanned the crowd: "Who called the police?"

"Me." The girl raised one hand, her voice trembling.

"Hey hey hey?" The auxiliary police officer leading the police dog was dragged into the alley.

The elderly man, who had just been cursing, was quite frightened. "He only cursed a few times, why did they call the police...?"

The powerful flashlight was turned on, illuminating the not-so-wide alleyway even more brightly, making the bloodstains on the ground more visible.

The police dog sniffed as it walked in. The police officer frowned, ordered the auxiliary police officer next to him to block off the alley, and called back to request reinforcements. He then took out his baton and followed along, leaning against the wall.

"Is someone dead?" The burly man carrying the plastic stool shuffled over to the girl, his voice full of curiosity. "Did you see the murderer?"

The people around them didn't speak, but their small, shifting steps and pricked-up ears betrayed their thirst for knowledge.

"Cough-cough-"

The auxiliary police officer who had set up the cordon coughed twice.

The girl, who was about to say something, immediately shut her mouth, pursed her lips tightly, and squatted down to hug the dog.

"This has nothing to do with me, let me out!" The elderly people who had peeked out from the alley to watch the commotion quickly moved out, afraid of being locked up.

The auxiliary police officer said sternly, "Go inside and go back to your own homes. You can come out once the situation is clarified and it has nothing to do with you."

Upon hearing the auxiliary police officer's words, the burly man immediately chimed in, "Yes, yes, Uncle, Aunt, you should go back quickly and not cause trouble for the police."

The old people in the alley were so angry that they cursed the big man.

The auxiliary police officer turned and glanced at him, noting the name the elderly people called him. He then looked at his pale upper body and said, "Go back and put your clothes on properly!"

The body camera on his chest flashed, capturing everyone present.

The alley was very deep. After walking a hundred meters, the smell of blood became stronger and stronger, along with a lot of pungent sandalwood.

The police officers and auxiliary police followed the trail to the door of the last house at the end of the road.

The heavy wooden door was ajar, and the stench of blood was so strong that it made one instinctively hold their breath.

The police dog kept barking at the door.

The two men exchanged a glance and stood on either side of each other, while the police officer knocked on the wooden door with his baton.

There was no sound of people moving around in the yard for a long time, only the faint whimpering of a small dog could be heard.

Police officers used batons to push the door open, while auxiliary police officers used high-powered flashlights for security.

The small courtyard was completely visible, and the two of them could even see each other clearly through the gaps between the door frames and the reflection of the powerful flashlight.

Auxiliary police officer: "There's no one in the yard, do you want to go in?"

The police officer glanced at the tripod standing by the wall, then quickly walked to the wall of the alley. "It seems like the person has run away. Let me use this as leverage to take a look."

The auxiliary police officer immediately bent down and put his hands on the ground.

The police officer stepped on it, and when he shone a powerful flashlight outside, there was no one in the alley outside the wall, but right where the scaffold was, there was a series of bloody footprints on the outer wall.

The police officer came down, covered his nose, and said, "A really big case has occurred in our jurisdiction. Seal off the scene and notify the criminal investigation team."

The police station reinforcements arrived quickly after receiving the notification.

The girl breathed a sigh of relief and tearfully recounted what had happened to the police officer who had questioned her, also sending the video she had taken to the officer.

The elderly people in the alley had long faces as they answered the questions.

"The family living at the very end of the alley is Lao Mu. We don't know his full name. We've called him 'Lao Mu' ever since he was young."

"He has a strange and wicked personality. We know he likes to go out and stage accidents to extort money from people, but he can't possibly announce to all of us that he committed murder, can he?"

"Sandalwood scent? Oh dear, this guy has been religious and burning incense since he was young, we're all used to it. But we don't know what religion he believes in. When we say we're going to ask about Taoism or worship Buddha, he always mocks us. He probably doesn't believe in either of those."

"He lit incense to cover up the smell of blood, does that mean he killed that many people the number of times we smelled it?"

The elderly residents were on the verge of tears. "We heard that this whole area was going to be demolished. Now that this has happened, who would dare to demolish it?"

The thought of how many times they had smelled sandalwood in the past sent chills down my spine.

"Could the body still be in his house?"

"exist."

A detective found the entrance to the basement under an old wooden wardrobe.

After the chains were forcibly broken, the pungent stench of corpses assaulted the senses.

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