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Xiao He was groping around in the white fog, but other than the white fog, there was nothing else he could see. Suddenly, he felt something beneath his feet. He crouched down and saw a bloody arm at his feet.

Xiao He threw his severed arm to the side and slowly calmed down, as if he was already familiar with the situation. He spun around in the fog and shouted, "I know you are nearby, don't use this method anymore!"

As soon as he shouted, the mist magically dispersed. Xiao He looked around and found that he was standing in front of a stage. The floor around him was littered with various parts of the corpse, including legs, hands, and even organs. He slowly raised his head and furiously stared at a person on the stage who was wearing a clown's clothing and pointy shoes.

That person was wearing a terrifying clown hood. From the top of his eyebrows to the top, it was as if someone used a sharp knife to cut in a circle. His entire skull was lifted, revealing a red and white brain within. It was hard to tell if he was happy or angry by the raise of his eyebrows. The curve of his lips was very strange.

The clown let out an ear-piercing laugh and said, "Welcome to the meat salon, please enjoy the sight of chopping fresh meat."

After saying that, he proudly raised his hands, and the light from the stage instantly gathered on him. The clown turned around and pulled down a piece of red cloth.

Next, a car was pushed out from behind the scenes. It looked like a tool cart from the operating room of the hospital. The clown picked one out and carefully sized it up before walking over to the tied up person.

Xiao He shouted with his brows tightly knitted, "Stop!"

He wanted to run up to the stage to stop the clown, but the limbs around him seemed to have been magically reassembled. However, because they were reassembled close to each other, some of his legs were connected to his hands.

These things seemed to possess a tremendous amount of strength, grabbing Xiao He's calf to prevent him from moving. Xiao He could only nervously stare at the clown on the stage as he wanted to do something to the crowd.

The clown used his knife and slowly cut open a woman's clothes. He measured her inner white arm repeatedly. The woman's mouth was blocked, but one could still hear her heartbreaking voice.

The clown seemed to pay extra attention to the setting of the plate as if cooking western food. He then continued to attack the woman, causing her to gradually faint from the pain.

"Don't attack again!" Xiao He shouted at the clown. He was grabbed by these disgusting bodies and could not move forward. As a police officer, he felt helpless as he looked at the victim in front of him.

The clown, however, did not stop. He continued slicing the meat and snapped his fingers in the air. Following that, the colorful lights were still flickering, and the stage was filled with cheerful music.

The clown followed the rhythm of the music and began to sway his body as well. The woman was in pain, but she was woken up by the pain before she was knocked out again.

"I beg of you! "Stop!" He clenched his fists, as if he was trying to struggle free with all his might, but he could feel the music growing louder and louder in his ears.

He sat up and wiped his sweat, but fortunately it was all a dream. Xiao He calmed down, then pressed the button to stop the alarm clock. He stood up and cleaned up the room.

He sighed as he put on his uniform and looked out the window. He wrinkled his brow in confusion as he saw the hazy fog. Could this be a dream?

After Xiao He was done tidying up, he left for the traffic police force. The police officer, Xiao Fang, smiled and said to Xiao He, "Captain Xiao, you've arrived. Today, it's my turn to follow you."

Xiao He looked at him with a smile and nodded his head. Xiao Fang had just joined the team and was a very ambitious and responsible police officer.

The two of them had just finished speaking when Xiao He's walkie-talkie rang. "Captain Xiao, two cars from your management had a tail end. Let's take care of it now."

Xiao He sighed, "Sigh …" "The weather is full of accidents …"

When Xiao He and Xiao Fang arrived at the scene, they saw a man in a suit arguing with a man whose hair was dyed with different colors.

"Because of the fog, I didn't see you suddenly stop. I'll give you thirty thousand yuan as compensation. It's more than enough for you to repair your car." The suited man said in a refined manner.

The owner of the east wind car with dyed hair laughed disdainfully: "Are you so stingy when driving a Mercedes-Benz? A hundred thousand! "If it doesn't work, then let's just waste time here."

The suited man looked at the owner of the Easterly Wind Car and said angrily yet speechlessly, "You're a bit too much. Then we'll wait for the traffic police to arrive. Let's just follow the procedures."

The owner of the Easterly Wind Car wanted to say something, but Xiao He walked over, took out the pen and paper in his pocket, and said while he wrote: "Come here."