Jason believed that more officers were canvassing the area, taking statents, and at the sa ti, soothing the local residents.
He glanced at John.
"Daisy? Daisy?"
John called out eagerly.
But there was no response.
After signaling Jason with his eyes, John imdiately started to search the surrounding area.
He had also read "The Cross Street Stalker" and according to the book, his dog should be near the vicinity of the murder scene.
And Jason?
He slowly approached the cri scene.
Of course, he did not cross the police tape.
Jason stood behind the crowd, looking over the tape into the scene, just like the reporters packed around him.
However, unlike those reporters who were leaning in, as if they wished to get a closer look at the cri scene, Jason stood straight.
He was tall and, without crowding, could see what was inside.
A blue tarp.
This wide blue tarp not only enclosed the end of the alley but also blocked everyone’s view, leaving people to guess what was behind it.
Jason subconsciously looked up at the apartnts on either side.
His view was obstructed.
What about higher up?
Then, Jason saw several people poking their heads out from the apartnts, who seed to be reporters, and they looked frustrated.
Clearly, the blue tarp must have entirely blocked all lines of sight.
Of course, not everyone’s.
Apart from the police, at least two people wouldn’t be obstructed.
The person who first discovered the cri scene wouldn’t be.
And...
Naturally, the perpetrator who set up the cri scene wouldn’t be.
The forr would likely still be in the police station giving a statent at this ti, and the latter?
Jason activated his Dead Sense perception!
He scanned his surroundings.
So perpetrators return to the scene of the cri with a high probability.
Especially the arrogant types, who enjoyed doing so.
They relished seeing the police bustle about fruitlessly and enjoyed watching the fear in the faces of onlookers.
They might even create so clues to mislead the investigators.
And in the recent phone call, judging by the other person’s words, they seed like such a person.
However, as Jason looked around, apart from the police, he did not see a single person tainted with death energy similar to what was at the end of the alley, but the residue of the death energy was very clear.
Undoubtedly, the dead end of the alley was not the original cri scene.
The perpetrator had rely used that place as a stage for self-display, the real cri scene was elsewhere.
And the current residue?
It was likely the location where John’s dog had been placed.
Jason walked following the trail of the death energy residue.
Soon, he had walked from that cri scene to the alley next door.
Unlike the previous alley, the apartnts on either side of this one were uneven in height, and the sun, shining from the lower side, just happened to cast its light on the wall and windows of the apartnt on the opposite side.
The reflected sunlight made this equally narrow space bright.
Under the brightness, the shadows dissipated.
Just one floor apart, but it felt like being in two different worlds.
The previous alley was filled with fear and anxiety.
This place, however, was full of the ease of the afternoon.
Jason, walking here, did not hide his presence; he walked openly in everyone’s view.
In the afternoon, a tall, robust man, whose muscles couldn’t be completely concealed even by pajamas, wearing big shorts and slippers and walking in a dense apartnt complex, undoubtedly stood out and attracted attention.
Many people stared at Jason, but not a single one approached him.
Jason’s tall and strong stature was enough to deter most people.
Therefore, Jason made it quite smoothly to the end of the death energy trail: a cardboard box.
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The cardboard box in front of him was tainted with the prior residue, and inside the box, there was an even stronger concentration of death energy.
Jason’s eyes narrowed; he instantly guessed what it was.
And just at that mont, John, who had finished searching the other side, arrived. Upon seeing the cardboard box, he imdiately rushed past Jason towards it.
Standing in front of the box, the dejected man reached out with slightly trembling hands and slowly opened the box.
Inside, a little dog was curled up.
It was already devoid of any breath of life.
"Daisy!"
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