"Guys, follow me!"
Dean, accompanied by two patrol officers, headed to the neighboring yard.
He was about to ring the doorbell but caught a glimpse of a dark trace on the lower-middle part of the gate.
He reached out and wiped it. The texture was moist and slightly congealed.
Holding his finger under the light, he saw it was dark red.
This is a relatively fresh bloodstain!
Considering the little girl's clothes had been changed, Dean speculated that the homeowner, holding the bloody clothes while opening the door, had accidentally brushed them against the gate, leaving the mark.
Looks like there's no need to ring the doorbell anymore.
Dean gestured for the two patrol officers to step back, then lifted his foot. CRASH! He kicked a large hole into the gate before them.
The noise seemed to have startled someone upstairs, as sounds of movement could be heard.
"Watch the outside!"
