Mu Yuan frowned.

By the time he smelled the blood, the car had driven more than two hundred meters, and the concentration of the smell had not changed much.

What does this mean?

This shows that the bloody smell does not waft from the buildings on both sides of the road, but exists in the middle of the road itself.

With his naked eyes, Mu Yuan could see that there was no blood on the road, so the only explanation was that the smell was emanating from a passing car.

A car pulling blood that has not yet solidified?

The first thing that normal people think of is the special vehicles used by blood stations to transport blood.

But Mu Yuan didn't think so.

The blood from the blood station is packaged in special bags, so the breath will definitely not leak out.

Of course, it is also possible that the ambulance pulled a patient who was bleeding profusely.

But Mu Yuan immediately denied it.

If an ambulance passes by, there will definitely be more than just the smell of blood remaining, so this can basically be ruled out.

Beyond that, any possibility is questionable.

If an ordinary person faced this situation, he would have brief doubts in his heart, but he would definitely not have the heart to delve into it. But the police are different, because they have... responsibility on their shoulders.

Mu Yuan didn't hesitate. He held the steering wheel with both hands and endured the unpleasant car exhaust with his nose, distinguishing the subtle smell of blood inside.

Relying on his keen sense of smell and superb driving skills, Mu Yuan shuttled through the traffic and slowly deviated from the direction to the Huacheng District branch.

At this time, Mu Yuan also temporarily gave up the idea of ​​returning to the branch to handle the case. He wanted to see what the bloody smell was about first.

After walking for nearly ten kilometers in this way, Mu Yuan frowned slightly, and he felt that the smell suddenly disappeared.

Of course, this suddenness was because he was driving very fast, which only meant that the car smelling of blood drove away from the street.

But...there was no fork in the road just now.

This is a city street, and there is an isolation zone in the middle of the road. Naturally, it is impossible to turn around on the spot. Mu Yuan had no choice but to continue driving forward. After reaching the next intersection, he changed the direction and then walked back.

While driving, Mu Yuan kept scanning his surroundings with his eyes, memorizing the surrounding buildings one by one in his mind.

When he returned to the previous intersection, Mu Yuan turned around again and returned to the driveway.

This time he drove very slowly, slowly approaching the place where his breath disappeared just now.

Suddenly, Mu Yuan stopped the car.

Where the car was parked, the faint smell of blood was still there.

He still remembered that if he walked another fifty meters, the smell would disappear.

In other words, the car disappeared on this stretch of road.

Mu Yuan stared intently at the small fork ahead.

It was not a city road, but an underground parking lot leading to a hotel.

Mu Yuan looked up.

“Qingyuan Hotel!”

After thinking for a moment, Mu Yuan drove the car forward and found a temporary parking space to park.

According to the normal operation of normal people, at this time, you should first enter the underground parking lot to check the situation.

But Mu Yuan is not a normal person after all, and there is no need for him to check this kind of thing himself - just leave it to Xiao Mao.

After all - if there is any problem, it would be easy for people to investigate, but no one would suspect a mouse, even if it is a chinchilla.

…

A fat rat appeared in a dimly lit underground parking lot.

Most of the parking spaces here are occupied.

Of course, the Qingyuan Hotel is not a particularly large hotel, so it is naturally impossible for so many guests to park. The reason why there are so many vehicles parked here is because this underground parking lot is connected with the community behind the Qingyuan Hotel.

There is a shared parking lot, only part of which belongs to Qingyuan Hotel.

The fat rat crawled under the car and soon stopped behind a van.

Its clever little head shook from side to side, as if hesitating about something.

Then, it opened its four short legs and ran in one direction.

Soon, it stopped, its round eyes seemed to be filled with confusion.

In front of it is a one-step elevator with a small sign hanging next to it: Freight Elevator.

To enter or not to enter? That is the question!

There is no doubt that the only mouse that is so humane is Mu Yuan's pet Xiao Mao.

The reason why it is hesitating here now is not because the mouse body cannot press the elevator button. At worst, it can be solved by switching to the second form.

The reason why Mu Yuan hesitated and did not control Xiaomao to press the elevator was mainly because the elevator was a confined space. Once he was pulled to a certain floor and blocked by someone, he would probably be beaten to death.

Although Mu Yuan now has a pet resurrection card, he should try his best to use it if possible.

After all, a pet resurrection card is worth 100 chivalrous points? With 100 chivalrous points, wouldn’t it be nice to draw it ten times in a row?

But if you don't take the elevator, you have to take the stairs.

Normal chinchillas have difficulty climbing stairs, but Xiaomao is an exception.

But the crux of the problem is not whether the stairs are easy to climb, but the distance between the stairs and the elevator in this damn place is a bit far, and I don’t know what the structure of the upper floors is like. Even if I take my time to find it, it will probably take a lot of time.

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What's more, there must be a lot of people in the hotel, and the chinchilla is relatively large and a bit eye-catching.

Once discovered, it is estimated that the entire hotel will launch a rodent eradication operation...

After careful consideration, Mu Yuan decided to take the stairs.

At least, the stairs have more room for movement. Even if someone discovers him, with Totoro's current speed, it shouldn't be a big problem to escape.

Ever since, Xiao Mao once again stepped forward with his short legs and walked to the stairs marked with the safe passage.

Fortunately, the fire door was not closed, otherwise Xiao Maozheng would have had to take the elevator - I wonder if others would be frightened if they saw a mouse in the elevator.

Climb up the stairs and reach the first floor easily.

The chinchilla's sense of smell is already very sensitive, not to mention that Xiao Mao is a chinchilla that has been strengthened twice, and its sense of smell is not weaker than Mu Yuan's.

If we were to talk about the difference, it's probably just that Xiao Mao didn't have any relevant aura data in his mind.

But Mu Yuan, who has a shared sense with Xiaomao, only needs to rely on Xiaomao's sense of smell to smell the scent, and there is no need for him to analyze it by himself.

After arriving on the first floor, Xiao Mao looked around and saw that this was a passage. Compared with the darkness of the basement, the lights here were bright.

Even during the day, the lights in this passage are still on.

This is normal and hotels usually operate this way.

But for Xiaomao, this is a bit troublesome. The better the light, the harder it is to hide.

Now that things have come to this, we can’t just shrink back again?

Xiao Mao tilted his head to the side, listened to the sounds around him, and after confirming that there was no one in the close range, he rushed out with his short legs.

Referring to the location of the elevator downstairs in his memory, Xiao Mao chose a direction and rushed over.

As luck would have it, I turned a corner and saw the elevator.

Xiao Mao went to the elevator entrance and sniffed, then reluctantly walked back around.

Keep climbing upstairs...

The lighting on the second floor is slightly darker than that on the first floor, and the decoration style is completely different.

Xiaomao came back to the elevator entrance on this floor and sniffed hard.

"This is it."

The little fur belt turned left and right and walked forward along with the breath.

Another corner, Xiao Mao glanced ahead.

"This...should be the kitchen, right?"

This was Mu Yuan's thought, and at the same time he breathed a sigh of relief.

The smell of blood is connected to the kitchen, which makes people feel more reassured - at least, it can almost rule out the possibility that the smell of blood is human blood.

"How about we stop here."

This idea swirled in Mu Yuan's mind for a while, but was dismissed.

After all - it's been here, but if you don't see it clearly, you won't feel at ease after all.

Even if the vehicles transport ingredients to the kitchen, it's not normal for them to smell of blood at all times.
Chapter completed!