Chapter 1088
A bad man had just passed by, and he was trying to hide it. But Fuzz had been assigned the very important task of tracking him down. The man had no scent, which was certainly a difficulty, but Fuzz had dealt with worse situations. He could have smelled horrendous, or been trailing caustic chemicals. Simply not having a scent was hardly a big deal.
Technically, it was impossible to track someone with no scent. Scent was very small things that people left behind, and if they didn’t do that, he simply couldn’t follow it. But the bad man had made a mistake. He left nothing behind, but that didn’t mean his passing had no traces. Indeed, the very trail of nothing was what Fuzz followed.
It wasn’t easy, as the surrounding scents had already filled in the area. But he could just pick out the remains of how there were slightly more scents from one side than there should be, and how there were fewer dust particles on the ground from people passing by. Because the man left no scent, anything that touched him hadn’t left. So Fuzz would find him. He began at a desk and rapidly made his way out.
His paws moved as swiftly as he could parse the scent. The first few minutes he barely waddled forward, but he felt himself getting further behind. He also grew more used to the ‘scent’ and was able to move more quickly. He followed the scent out of the compound all the way to a teleportation formation… which was where he lost the trail.
Fuzz carefully sniffed. “I don’t think he came in on this one,” he growled to the people following him. He rushed back along his trail, startling security. It was more difficult to pick up the even older trail from when he first appeared. The scent of nothing further minutes in the past was the faintest thing he’d ever tried to smell. But Fuzz was probably the best at smelling he’d ever been.
The original trail took Fuzz through winding streets, only to end up in… a random alley. “The trail ends here,” Fuzz whined. “No, it begins here.”
Alva had run along after him. “Not gonna lie,” she admitted, sniffing. “I have no idea how you did that.” She reached out her hand. “I do have some ideas how he did this though.”
“Teleportation?” Fuzz asked.
“Well… kind of.”