Qin Yun rode his Escape Light and landed in a small alley.
His eyes narrowed, fixated on the alley wall. A streak of crimson slowly dripped down the gray stone bricks.
Qin Yun touched it with his fingertip. The blood on the bricks was still warm.
"Very fresh blood..."
Qin Yun murmured to himself, taking out a talisman and dabbing it in the blood.
He had made many preparations to crack this murder case. This Blood-Seeking Talisman, which could memorize a bloodline's aura and use it for tracking, was one of them!
HUM.
The surface of the Blood-Seeking Talisman touched a drop of fresh blood.
As if in a chemical reaction, the entire dark yellow talisman was rapidly stained a deep red.
Qin Yun grasped the talisman, channeled his Magical Power into it, and blinked.
A faint red mist immediately appeared in his vision. The mist continuously extended, like a living creature, leading down the alley and pointing east.
'Got you!'
