Three tall men quickly ran toward the gate, trampling over the flowers in the courtyard, advancing toward their destination. Xiao Lin closed his eyes, and this image appeared in his mind. There were messy footprints on the grass, and one set attracted his attention. He had originally planned to give up, but on a whim, he found himself at the villa.
The left footprints were a half-inch deeper than the right, revealing a slight discrepancy with each step taken. One of the three men had an injured right foot, though corrected, subtle differences were still noticeable, difficult for an average person to detect.
Bang! The first man kicked open the door, wood chips scattered everywhere, the door collapsing against interior decorations. Xiao Lin kicked away the debris. The second man entered and started shooting inside, bullet holes left on the wall and scenes of flying paper flashed before his eyes. First to appear were the pet's corpse; likely the first target of assault.
