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Volume 1 Vice City Chapter 330 Footprints

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    Sean looked at the car windows on the left and right, and found that this small town looked more and more familiar. However, some of his colleagues were sure that they had never been there before. They could only see a row of old single-family houses on the left, or simply dilapidated houses.  More appropriately, there are spiders hanging on the porch, and some doors are not closed at all, or half of them are missing, revealing the inside. Not to mention that some of them have tables and chairs inside, but they are too old and look old.  And old.

    The situation on the right side of the car is almost the same, except that the terrain here is layer by layer, higher on the right and lower on the left, so only half of the front of the houses on this side can be seen.  It's basically impossible to see clearly what's underneath the windows.

    Sean said: "The more I look at this place, the more familiar it becomes." He puffed smoke out the car window and continued: "It seems that the original size of this place was about 200 people."

    Since entering this town, Teresa has been observing constantly. Like Sean, her cigar has not been extinguished. When she heard Sean talking like this, she felt a little surprised and said, "That's right. Look at the house."  The population should be around 200, but you said you had been here before? Was it before you met me?"

    Sean shook his head and said, "No, I mean it looks familiar, but I'm sure I haven't been here before."

    "How do you say it?" Teresa said, "Could it be in a dream?"

    Sean smiled and said, "I haven't seen this in my dreams. Do you remember how I became famous before I became a professional boxer?"

    Teresa asked: "Are you talking about the first boxing match you fought and your manager gave you a hype stunt?"

    "Not bad." Sean said: "At that time, I was welcomed by the people of California because I knocked out a seven-foot-five-inch chainsaw murderer with one punch."

    "Chainsaw Mania." Teresa said: "A super murderer who killed more than ninety people."

    Sean nodded, took a puff of his cigar, then puffed out a puff of smoke and said, "The town where that guy lives seems to have the same style as here."

    Theresa said: "What I hate most is not the chainsaw maniac, but the people in the town, almost all of whom are murderers." As she spoke, Theresa's face turned red, as if she was a little excited.

    "Are you still distracted?" Sean glanced at him and smiled: "Don't panic, haven't all those people been locked up?"

    "Yes." Teresa said: "The youngest of those people is sixty-five years old. It is estimated that after entering prison, they will never come out. This is good news."

    Before Teresa could finish speaking, Sean's face suddenly became serious. He stepped on the brakes and stopped the car on the road with a squeak. Seeing this, Teresa knew that he must have discovered something and said:  "What's wrong?"

    Sean said: "There are footprints." As he spoke, he opened the car door and got out. Teresa also got out from the other end, but she didn't close the car door.  This is because if something happens, she can go back to the car directly. She holds the condom on her waist with one hand.  Then he walked to the side of the front of the SV, placed one hand on the machine cover, and looked at Sean.

    It¡¯s just that Teresa felt that there was nothing on the ground where Sean was bending down and looking at it. Although this was an abandoned town and it must have been a long time ago, the road seemed complete and without any damage. This was because  After the town was abandoned, no cars came through. Therefore, without cars coming, there would be no damage. The roads remain intact until now.

    Teresa knows Sean¡¯s habits. As long as he is observing the environment, it is best for no one to disturb him. Otherwise, he may turn from a gentleman to very rude, or even rudely tell you to get out.  Only this time, Sean was uncharacteristic. He looked at the person who seemed to have no fart. He turned to look at Teresa and said, "It should be the traces of a dog. Do you think this little guy belongs to someone else?"  ?¡±

    Theresa said: "Maybe, if you are willing, you can search everywhere. I will contact you again when I get to the car. Maybe we are close and the frequency can be clearer."

    "Okay." Sean waved his hand, and Teresa returned to the car.  Sean himself looked at the puppy's footprints on the ground and walked forward for a while. He saw that the puppy's footprints were evenly spaced, indicating that this dog was also very leisurely.

    He followed the footsteps for about a side street, and the dog's footsteps entered a house. Sean stood quietly outside on the lawn that had not been built in more than ten years, and listened carefully for a while. Suddenly, the house appeared.  There was a very soft "clang" sound, and Sean thought to himself: "The baby is still in there."

    So he started to walk back, paying attention to the movement of the house behind him as he walked. When he got back to the car, he stepped on the clutch and let the car slowly slide over.

      Teresa asked: "What did you see?"

    Sean said: "That dog is in that house," as he said that, he stepped on the brakes and pointed to the house on the left front, close to the road at an angle.

    "What's the use of that dog?" Teresa said, "What clues can it lead us to?"

    Sean said: "That's impossible to tell." Then he glanced at Theresa, then turned his eyes back, staring at the house intently, and continued: "Have you contacted her?"

    "No." Theresa said: "There is no sound on the radio. Maybe we are looking in the wrong place."

    "Well, I didn't rule out this possibility at that time." Sean said: "But the dog told me that something must have happened here."

    "Well, does it speak human words?" Teresa asked as she put out her cigar.

    Sean also took the last puff, and then said: "That's not true, but I found that this dog is very leisurely and has lived here for a long time. Maybe it was raised by someone. Let's find out. If not, we will go back."  Go to the place where the radio is received.¡±

    "Okay." Teresa said, "Anyway, there are no other clues now." As she spoke, she picked up the walkie-talkie again, pressed the button and said, "Are you still there? I'm a bitch, and I just talked to you  You've contacted me, are you still there? Lei?" After putting it down and waiting for a long time, there was still no movement.

    At this moment, Sean suddenly said: "It came out. From the look of it, it must have just eaten. I really don't know what he ate, but I am sure that this guy has an owner."

    After he said this, Teresa also noticed, and saw a golden teddy dog ??running out of the house, and its hair was clean. It seemed that it was the result of frequent bathing.  It raised one arm on the pillar under the porch and backed away. After pouring some water, it slowly strolled forward along the road.

    Note: "Shark is in an emergency, so I haven't corrected the typo. Please forgive me, brothers."
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