Catastrophe Containment Facility-Chapter 74 Human-Faced Husky

74: Chapter 74: Human-Faced Husky

74 -74: Human-Faced Husky

The cashier showed Wen Wen a photo that surprisingly featured a Husky!

People beloved this breed for its goofy traits, yet there was nothing goofy about this dog in the photo.

Wen Wen actually saw human expressions on the Husky’s face, not just resemblances, but truly alike!

Lips, eyes, nose, ears— he could discern the shadow of human facial features in them!

If it weren’t that the cashier had some inspiration and was slightly different from ordinary people, Wen Wen would even think she was teasing him.

“No, how could I show you a picture from the internet?

This is real, otherwise he wouldn’t be so troubled,” she said.

She wasn’t articulating everything clearly; the issue was far from just a weird dog.

The man who ran the kennel was her high school classmate and a very good friend, practically her male best friend.

They had been discussing this dog over the past few days, and when she last spoke to him on the phone about it, he even sounded like he was crying!

To raise the dog, the man’s family rented a detached villa, and because of its distinct appearance, they kept the Husky at home and lived with their family.

At first, at night, sounds of children playing could be regularly heard, and occasionally when there was a glimpse of illusion, they could even see toys like small rubber balls but they would disappear upon a closer look.

And they had no children at home!

Afterward, as the dog became more bizarre, increasingly inexplicable events occurred in the kennel—objects being moved, occasional flickering lights, sudden bouts of Cold Qi…

Initially, they didn’t attribute it to the dog and temporarily moved with it to another place, but the strange phenomena persisted and even intensified.

Lately, with the dog’s facial expressions increasingly resembling a human’s, they came to believe it was the dog causing these issues, so they began trying to drive the Husky away.

But what crushed them came next—they couldn’t get rid of the dog no matter where they moved.

The dog would always follow them, even if locked outside, it would eerily appear inside the house.

They had even tried poisoning the dog, trying to kill it, but the dog still lived and continued to be affectionate towards their family, seemingly indifferent towards their abuse.

Subsequently, eerie occurrences kept happening, but fortunately, none of the family members faced any accidents, so they just had to continue living like this.

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The cashier didn’t go into detail with Wen Wen, feeling that even if she spoke of these spooky incidents, Wen Wen probably wouldn’t believe her.

All she could say was that she had seen that dog before it began exhibiting oddness, and even back then, it had given her a creepy feeling.

Wen Wen could obviously notice the cashier’s evasiveness; otherwise, all his years as a detective would have been wasted.

Wen Wen was an expert in Photoshop himself.

He could even help Zhu Qipei create illegal photographs.

So, after examining the photo carefully several times, he finally confirmed there was no trace of Photoshop!

This meant the dog indeed looked like an emoticon!

“If I have time, I could go and see this dog.

This is interesting.

Having such a dog and walking it in the street would definitely turn heads,” he said.

Wen Wen wasn’t sure if this was a supernatural event, but he would go and see, if not for anything else, just for the sake of witnessing this curiosity, it would be worthwhile.

“That’s great!

If you could solve this problem, he would surely offer you a reward,”

the cashier said, thumping her chest confidently, strong enough to create a slight shaking, which was somewhat distracting.

Yet, Wen Wen remained unmoved.

Since Hu Youling constantly provided ample benefits in prison, often of a far more provocative scale, he was entirely immune to such a level of jiggle.

At last, Wen Wen had obtained the contact information of the cashier and learned her name, Jiao Xinlei.

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“Phew…

I’m exhausted…

I must have been crazy to agree to go on a bicycle backpacking trip with you,” complained a short-haired woman pushing a bicycle.

“Hahaha, Li Xiaoyan, you had fun too, right?

We should be home by tomorrow,” said a young man beside her, laughing heartily as he rode his bicycle.

“Hey, Gao Xiang, look ahead, there’s a roadside inn, I thought we were going to have to sleep on the streets tonight,” Li Xiaoyan excitedly said to the man upon spotting an inn by the road.

The inn had no name, just a wooden sign hanging above with the words “Guest House” on it, and the overall architectural style was very retro.

“If we keep going, there might not be any other places to stay, so let’s stay here for the night.

But I don’t recall seeing this inn when we were leaving.

Did it appear just when we left?” Gao Xiang said, puzzled as he looked at the inn.

“Never mind that, let’s go in,” Li Xiaoyan said, having already locked her bicycle and ready to enter the inn. frёeωebɳovel.com

As she was about to step through the doorway, the door was pushed open, and standing there was a gaunt old man leaning on a cane.

He was bald, his gloomy face covered with wrinkles and age spots, and his back bent at forty-five degrees, as if it were about to snap.

“Guests have arrived, there are excellent rooms upstairs…”

Li Xiaoyan was somewhat at a loss, and at that moment, Gao Xiang came up behind her, laughing at the decor inside the inn.

“This interior is just like something out of a period drama series.

We haven’t stayed in such an inn on our travels before, we can’t miss this,” Gao Xiang said, nudging Li Xiaoyan from behind, and they entered the inn.

Once inside, they realized not only did it look retro, but the decor of the inn was also very antique, the entire structure being wooden.

They didn’t even see any electrical outlets; the lighting was provided by kerosene lamps.

“Dear guests, please follow me, we have excellent rooms upstairs,” a person dressed like an inn waiter came over and courteously said to them.

“That’s quite the act you’ve got, more flavorful than what they have on TV,” Gao Xiang laughed as he spoke, and the waiter just smiled at them and stopped talking.

Following the waiter, they walked up the stairs where there were over a dozen rooms with quite a few guests staying in them.

What made Li Xiaoyuan feel uneasy was that although these people looked normal, their eyes lacked any warmth.

It was as if they were merely exquisite dolls!

This made her feel a chill run down her spine.

But Gao Xiang, unconcerned, led Li Xiaoyan into a guest room, not wanting to miss the novelty of staying in such a place.

Was there anything better than traveling to a place with beautiful scenery?

It was finding even better sights on the way back, and for Gao Xiang, this inn was just such a place.

Everything in the room felt novel to him, entirely devoid of any modern feel, making the tourism experience even more authentic than the scenic areas they had visited before.

Downstairs, several people dressed in ancient attire slowly gathered together, uniformly lifting their heads to look upstairs, their faces revealing sinister smiles.

Moments later, desperate screams came from the upstairs, and blood seeped into the wooden flooring, dripping onto the ground below.

The group, in unison, grabbed various tools and began to clean up, a task they had done countless times before.

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