Others rely on their status and power, but Adolf relies on the power of his dog. Although the mutated dog of the fire species doesn’t look much different from a regular wolfhound, its terrifying strength has left a deep impression on those who have seen it. Some people have given this mutated dog a grandiose name – Hellhound.
If David remembers correctly, the virus outbreak is expected to occur tomorrow around 9 a.m. At that time, the whole world will be plunged into this enormous disaster. Since Adolf managed to survive this catastrophe with the mutated dog, it means that he must be together with the dog tonight. The mutation of the dog probably occurred shortly before doomsday arrived.
David spends his time browsing the internet while observing Adolf’s movements on his phone. Adolf’s vehicle has been running all over the city of SJ almost all day, indicating that he is quite busy with his business. Around 8 p.m., Adolf’s car stops near a bar and remains stationary.
It isn’t until around 10 p.m. that Adolf’s car finally leaves the bar and enters a villa community called SJ Mingyue. Most of the people living there are influential figures in SJ City.
David opens the information sent to him by Adrian on his computer. Sure enough, the information shows that this villa is one of Adolf’s many residences. “It seems he’ll be staying here tonight.” After determining the target location, David shuts down his computer and leaves immediately. He hails a taxi and quickly arrives at the SJ Mingyue community. Since it is a villa community, it is located far from the city center.
The environment here is very quiet, and there are very few pedestrians on the road outside the community. David walks directly to the main entrance of the community and notices that people entering and exiting the community are using facial recognition or access cards. Beside the security booth at the entrance, a tall security guard keeps a close eye on those coming and going.
“It seems security is stricter in places where wealthy people live.” To avoid unnecessary trouble, David plans to see if he can blend in first. If that doesn’t work, he’ll come up with another plan.
So he follows behind a resident of the community and waits for him to swipe his card. David intends to slip in behind him. Unexpectedly, the security guard at the entrance stops him.
The security guard seems to find David somewhat unfamiliar. He hesitates for a moment, salutes David, and respectfully says, “Sir, please swipe your card to enter the community.”
David thinks to himself that the security in this high-end community is indeed dedicated, but he remains calm and casually responds, “I’m here to visit my friend, and I don’t have a card.”
The security guard asks, “May I know your friend’s name and which building he lives in?” David naturally answers, “Adolf, A105. The last four digits of his phone number are 3255.”Adrian provided David with all the information, which David has deeply ingrained in his mind. Since he enhanced himself with genetic drugs, his memory has greatly improved. He can almost instantly recall any important information.
The security guard retrieves a registry from the booth and verifies that the information provided by David is accurate. “Alright, sir, please register here,” the guard says. David picks up a pen and quickly writes down a random name and ID number on the paper. After completing the registration, the security guard opens the gate for David. “Please proceed, sir.”
David smiles and nods at him, successfully entering the SJ City Mingyue community. “It seems the security in this community is just average.” Although the villas here are worth tens of millions, and the residents are wealthy and influential, the security measures are only slightly stricter than in regular neighborhoods.
If the security guard were to call Adolf to verify, David might have been exposed. However, David isn’t particularly worried about that situation. He has a way to enter this community; he simply doesn’t want to invite unnecessary trouble at the moment. After entering the community, David successfully locates Adolf’s villa following the information provided by Adrian.
It is a three-story standalone villa. The villas in this community are spaced far apart, so neighbors don’t have to worry about disturbing each other. Additionally, there is a circle of trees surrounding the villas, providing some sound insulation. This proves convenient for David’s next actions.
Adolf’s villa is surrounded by an iron fence with anti-theft spikes.David bends his legs and effortlessly jumps over the nearly two-meter-high fence, landing steadily on the ground. He lowers his footsteps and approaches the villa slowly. Inside the villa, “Mr. Augustus, did you have a good time today? I’ve already arrived home… Oh, you’re too polite. It’s my duty.” In the bedroom on the second floor of the villa, Adolf, with a rosy complexion, holds his phone and enthusiastically talks on the phone. “Alright, Mr. Augustus, rest early. I won’t disturb you further.”
Adolf’s face beams with joy, but the moment he hangs up the phone, the joy on his face freezes instantly. A chilling sensation rests on his shoulder, firmly pressed against his neck. Adolf can clearly see it with his peripheral vision–it’s a segment of black blade. Although the blade is black, it appears exceptionally sharp.
Adolf sobers up instantly, feeling as if he’s in an icy cavern. He slowly raises his hands, not daring to make any unnecessary movements. “Brother, let’s talk things out.” Adolf can’t fathom who this person is and how they silently infiltrated his home, holding a knife to his neck. Who sent him?
Since the other person remains silent, Adolf doesn’t dare to turn around. He continues, “Brother, if you want something, just ask directly, and I’ll agree.” Although Adolf tries to appear composed, his body begins to tremble involuntarily. His extremely pale face and the beads of sweat on his forehead betray the fear in his heart.
Finally, David speaks, “Where is the wolfhound?” Adolf is somewhat surprised by David’s voice; he didn’t expect it to sound so young. But David’s words leave him puzzled. Wolfhound? Why would someone break into his home in the middle of the night with a knife for a dog?
Moreover, how does this person know that he recently acquired a wolfhound? However, Adolf’s life is currently in the other person’s hands, and he doesn’t dare to ask too many questions. He quickly says, “The dog is in the basement on the ground floor. If you like, I can give it to you.” David nods in satisfaction; his guess was correct. The mutated dog is indeed here.