บท 1611: Connections, Support and Change In the Rules

Without any hesitation, Luke followed Stacy's footprints.

He wasn't good enough to put others before himself.

For now, it didn't matter to him if the woman was dead or alive. Stacy could be considered lucky that the police officer was with her.

Stacy's scent was faintly discernible in the air.

This town had strange rules, but Luke vaguely sensed that the existence controlling this place wasn't omnipotent.

For example, he had Sharp Nose, which the other party didn't know about, so the essence of smells hadn't been changed here.

The strong smell of burning charcoal was only a distraction, and the effect wasn't as exaggerated as with sound and light here.

Soon, Stacy's scent became more and more obvious.

Luke entered a small door into what looked like a school.

At that moment, an ear-piercing, drawn-out whine rang out in the quiet town.

Luke was stunned for a moment. An air siren? Why was there something like that here?