As soon as he opened the door, Glenn saw a tall, slightly hunched figure calling out on the lawn next door, holding something in his hand.
The old man heard the door open and turned around. When he saw it was Glenn, he paused and seemed to want to ask something, but stopped.
Just a sinister smile.
If it were the original owner, he would probably have been scared into the house and locked the door.
But Glenn now is not afraid of the other party, and he also responds with a faint smile.
The old man's expression froze, as if he was wondering why this cowardly boy was so brave today?
With a cold snort, the old man took his things back to his room and closed the door heavily.
He didn't find the dog's body? Glenn turned his gaze away from his neighbor and looked toward the spot where the pit bull had died the night before.
There was indeed nothing there, and he couldn't help but look solemn.
Take a few big steps to that location and squat down.
At a close distance, he still found some shallow bloodstains, which seemed to have been brushed or licked by something.
There really is something wandering around here at night, but I don't know what it is? I'll take a look when I have time... Glenn stood up again, looked at the old man's house again, and then turned back to the house.
He ran straight to the utility room, found a wooden stick of unknown use, swung it vigorously, and found it to be quite useful.
"That's you."
Although Glenn was confident in his skills, this was not a reason to be careless, after all, the other party had a gun.
The bearded man's revolver was lost in the woods. We can pick it up after the robbery. We can use it as long as we get the bullets... Glenn thought and walked out of the house.
The town was still quiet, and the distant view was engulfed by fog, which was a common weather condition in this area.
There are sunny days, but they are rare. If it were not for the testimony of memory, outsiders would definitely think this is an empty town shrouded in fog all year round.
Glenn walked out of the yard, keeping an eye on his surroundings while thinking about how to deal with a conflict.
With a light leap, he jumped over the guardrail and landed on the old man's lawn. He hid the stick behind him, walked to the door and raised his hand to knock.
Boom, boom.
After two crisp knocks on the door, Glenn waited quietly.
After waiting for a long time, there was no movement from the wooden door in front of me.
What's the matter? Shouldn't this old guy rush out and beat me?
"Old man, I have something to talk to you about. Open the door quickly! I won't hurt you! I promise!" Glenn knocked and shouted, while adding in his mind...it's just a robbery.
I knocked outside for a long time, but there was no movement from inside!
Glenn switched from knocking to patting, and the dull knocking became much louder, but it was still useless.
Could it be that he disappeared out of thin air in there? Glenn stopped knocking on the door, thought for a moment, and then said:
"Don't you want to know where your dear baby is?"

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