"Ugh… it stinks!" Huo Ling grunted in disgust and covered his nose as he closed his mouth when he and Yi Bing reached one of the crime scenes.
The place is covered by the police line. This place is also deserted, and, with someone being killed here, there were no people that passed by here anymore. The residents who also lived near here closed their windows and goes home early while some who wanted to move immediately moved away.
"There is even less Foul here." Yi Bing told Huo Ling and froze the Foul before he broke them into pieces, making them dissipate with the wind.
Huo Ling finally can breathe smoothly. "The Foul also nourishes the Soul Eaters, so the murderer should have eaten the Foul that was created from the resentment of the soul of its victim." He said.
"Yes." Yi Bing nodded in affirmation. "It also ate the soul." He added.
