No Emotions

Huo Shaoheng stood by the airport entryway and watched the streams of people towing suitcases through the massive space. Uniformed military police took their military dogs through the crowds.

It was obvious they were drawn to Asian men the same height as Huo Shaoheng. He now appeared as a mixed-race man with a long nose and blue eyes, so the dogs shouldn't notice him. But something was amiss.

If there were military dogs present, that meant someone had gotten a hold of an object carrying Huo Shaoheng's scent in order to train the dogs to search using that smell.

Huo Shaoheng's eyes dimmed and brows furrowed as he watched the military dogs weave through the crowd. According to logic, seeing military dogs meant the mole had gotten a personal object to familiarize them with... But he had already been abroad for over two months. What scent would linger that long?