Seeing Lin Jie acting strangely, sniffing around with his nose, An Kexin asked with concern, "Ajie, what's wrong with you? Did you smell something strange, are you allergic?"
"I smell blood!" Lin Jie didn't hold back.
Qin Gang's expression became stern; he moved closer to Lin Jie, cautiously scanning the surroundings.
An Kexin sniffed hard, and puzzled, she said, "Why can't I smell anything?"
Lin Jie took a few steps forward towards the two directions of the mall aisles, sniffed, and confirmed, "It's on the left."
With Qin Gang acting like he was facing a formidable enemy, and An Kexin looking quite excited, they flanked Lin Jie, following him along the left side of the customer aisle.
After walking less than ten meters, Lin Jie stopped in front of a closed cubicle.
It was a cashier's counter.
The strong scent of blood was emanating from inside this cashier's counter.
Lin Jie saw a young woman sitting inside.
