It was already night, in a narrow and dark alley, a masked man was fighting with several other tattooed men.

all of them were killed without mercy, blood splattered down to the hem of his coats

With the knife still leaving blood marks in his hand, the man stood up from among the corpses and started walking out of the alley.

while you are still silent behind the trash can which is located not far from the corpses. there was nothing you could do but wait for the man to leave.

but the masked man suddenly stopped in his tracks and looked at the trash can. "I smelled a rat hiding."