Like a ghost in the dark night, Solan walked silently through the city, and the street lights could not leave his shadow, and the moonlight could not see him. Although it often crossed the road, in the dead of night, even if there were some rents and operation on the main road, how many people would pay attention to the flashing phantom in this place with bright lights and wine?

Solan held the obsidian firmly, and the white streamer was shining brightly on it, containing mysterious power. With its help, Solan's sense of smell had miraculously improved. Two different auras were like two silks that turned into real objects, floating in the night sky, guiding him in the direction.

One is the smell of Shirley, the other is the smell of the kidnapper, the other is the fragrance of humans, and the other is the pungent zombies. Solan also judged the distinction between the two in charge and ran all the way to the west of the city.

He quickly passed Lake Washington and returned to downtown Seattle. The enemy shouldn't have escaped too far. Since he was traveling thousands of miles to the east of the city to catch people, unless he was chasing thousands of miles, it would be the limit to fleeing west to downtown. So after getting off the Cross-Lake Bridge, Solan stopped for a moment, intending to seriously feel the specific whereabouts of the other party.

Three seconds took out his cell phone to dial at lightning speed, but he had to connect in the eighth second.

"Soran?"

As soon as he heard Mai's voice, he quickly opened his mouth: "Urgent notice, Shirley-Hab was kidnapped by our worm puppet master. I hung up her phone but couldn't connect. I was tracking them by sniffing stones. You should do cover now immediately, especially not let Claude know the situation, and then contact Arya to be on standby at any time!"

The next second, Solan had once again marched deep into the city, and he could not avoid it on the street, so he had to bow his head and nodded to hide his true face. Of course, his clothes had been replaced. The pedestrian with his coat pulled out was still sitting on the ground across the bridge. Maybe he would think it was a haunted...

"Sherry...kidnapping!?"

The sudden news also shocked Mai: "How can you be sure? He has reason to kidnap her!? Also, do you say you smell the stone?"

For the last question, Solan held the obsidian in his palm again and said in a deep voice: "She sent someone to send him. As for the specific situation, I know no more than you. Now time is life, act quickly!"

Forget it, he had hung up the phone and stopped in front of an intersection.

It seemed to have two scents that turned into substance, one golden and the other black ribbon, which drifted all the way from the Redmond crime scene, and finally ushered in a phased end.

Like two cunning spirit snakes, they drilled into the sewer pipe.

"Isn't this...Sheri and Arya's mouth that I had drilled?"

In a trance, Solan barely realized that he had chased him all the way to the old place. This place is not too far from Walker Beef House, and the distance from Union Lake Park is also limited. In order to investigate the case of security guard Benjamin, he had passed by here to investigate the beef house. Later, he sneaked into the underground space with two girls and encountered zombies!

"I didn't have time to pay attention to you for a while, but I dared to jump out on my own initiative and seek death..."

He stepped on the ground hard, and the repair manhole cover on the ground bounced and landed on the side.

The dark wellhead emits various mixed smells. Solan holds obsidian in his palm. He can feel the two smells going down the trend and go somewhere along the pipe without any deliberate identification.

The puppet master was still alive, so Solan himself could be sure of this, but calculating the time, it was only a week before the day of the fire, and the guy was seriously injured at that time. Normally, it was estimated that it would be short to spend the first half of a year to recuperate!

Where did the motivation come from that that allowed him to act so diligently?

What is the purpose of kidnapping Shirley?

“…Is it because she has seen it before?”

After thinking for a while, Solan sighed in a low voice, then looked at a certain street.

The next second, a petite figure teleported in front of him across dozens of feet of distance.

"dad!"

Arya was dressed neatly, dressed in a leather boot, denim jacket, and her brown hair looked a little messy, but her little face was very clean.

"Mai told you." Solan squatted in front of the wellhead, waved his hand and called his daughter: "Sherley Harbor, I visited her home with her father last time, and I know you must have peeped. Let's go and save her now, continue the sewer journey that I hadn't finished last time, and help my father, how about it?"

Of course, Arya was called directly from home. Mai hung up the phone quickly. It was indeed not far from Lianhe Lake, but the efficiency was really high. After hearing Solan's words, she jumped out of the well without saying a word and answered this.

Solan also jumped into the bottom of the well.

The maintenance entrance environment is good, at least there is no large amount of sewage piled on the ground, and the passage is particularly spacious and there is lighting.

"Don't rush to act." Seeing Arya coming out of the well and charging, Solan grabbed her collar: "This is the enemy's territory, and it's a sewer. You'll suffer a loss by breaking through it casually. Have you seen this?"

Arya wanted to struggle, but she was quite strong, so she almost tore her jacket to pieces, but seeing Solan bounced her palm away, she immediately became honest.

"Is this?"

The obsidian with the small nails is shining with countless edges and corners. Even if it is not pure jewelry, it is enough to attract the girl's heart. Arya is no exception. She stares at it with big eyes and is not interested in running away just now.

"Sniffing the stone, collect the breath remaining on the site, and at an incredible resolution, help the holder locate the tracking route in the space. It has many specific uses. Hunters catch prey, normal tracking and fighting among zombies, and even if humans can use it, they can learn to track targets with their noses like zombies. It is a rare thing... so I can't give it to you!"

Solan raised his right hand high, because Arya rushed to grab it, and even though he raised his arm, Arya still jumped up and wanted to catch it. Of course, most of the jokes were involved, so Solan only slapped her head and pressed the person back to the place, without kicking her on the butt egg again.

Then it's time to continue tracking.

The same smell seems extremely rich here. The Sniffing Stone is a magical treasure, which can be regarded as a visual aura discrimination ability, which makes the "black" of the puppet master appear extremely clear in Solan's "eyes" and fills the entire sewer space.

Furthermore, no matter how rich the black is, the golden ribbon belonging to Shirley is as distinct as a little green in the flowers, which is impossible to ignore.

"Let's go, Arya, she must be frightened now."

With a deep face, he patted the girl's shoulder, Solan had already moved forward quickly.

The actual evidence is more useful than any verbal language. If Solan was just skeptical when he received the call, he had to take action and throw any questions behind him.

Kidnapping, or any other purpose, it is useless to guess the murderer's motive. It is proved that Shirley is indeed with him, and to rescue her quickly is more important than anything else.

Seattle is not Manhattan or Gotham City. Its century-old history is not enough to create an extremely complex old pipe area. However, it is a metropolitan area surrounded by water on three sides. Its reliance on water supply and drainage systems is even more important than the well-known Las Vegas. If Solan only pursues it based on his own sense of smell, even if he can still reach the target, the time he delays will have to be counted exponentially!

But with the help of the sniffing stone, everything is much simpler. Just run forward all the way.

Soon, the two of them headed south in the sewer, and unknowingly, they had arrived at the absolute southern part of the city.

The black and gold ribbons were still extending forward, looking like a trap for inviting you to get into a trap, but Solan knew that with the rarity of the sniffing stone, the puppet master should have never thought that he could have its help. This so-called luring the enemy into deep is just the other party's instinct to return to the nest.

"So, Arya, it's time for us to watch out."

Finally, at a crossroads, Solan stopped and stared forward with only sniffing and looking for the stone.

Going forward along the passage, it belongs to the third largest city in Washington State, the underground water pipe area of ​​Tacoma, half a Seattle from the origin.

The only thing that the Sniffing Stone records was the breath of Shirley and the puppet master. Solan could only "see" two ribbons, but when he stood here, he could smell many other auras without the help of this treasure.

The smell of low-level zombies.
Chapter completed!