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Chapter 386 - 236: Taking Linda Away, Benjamin Arrives

Chapter 386: Chapter 236: Taking Linda Away, Benjamin Arrives

"Hello, is this Linda’s home?"

Brian stood at the doorstep of a residence, ringing the doorbell.

Due to the recent attacks and resulting unrest, the few inhabitants of the town predominantly stayed indoors, not venturing out into the commotion.

After a short while,

a sliver of a door cracked open, revealing cautious eyes behind it, "State your purpose, stranger."

Brian gestured with his hand, "My name is Brian, I’m an investigator officially sent to look into a missing persons case. I’ve resolved the case; may I come in to discuss it?"

The owner of the eyes hesitated, looking over Brian’s ill-fitting and obviously cheap jacket.

Considering that many official personnel were clearing out the town,

he eventually opened the door.

Behind the door stood a middle-aged man with a beard, holding a handgun—a very common Glock 17. It was moderately powerful, and affordable.

A brand new Glock 17 from the gun store would only cost a few hundred US dollars, and civilian ownership was extensive.

Behind the man was a woman holding a long gun.

On the sofa sat one adult and two children, all three glued to the television.

Brian noticed a picture frame on the cabinet.

It was a family photo of the man and woman, along with four children.

A family of six, quite fertile.

This gave Brian more confidence about taking Linda with him.

"Good sense of security."

Brian scanned the room, nose twitching slightly, and his gaze shifted to the staircase leading upstairs, "Is Linda upstairs?"

"What do you want with Linda?"

The couple watched Brian, on their guard.

Brian pulled out his undamaged ID, "I’m a high-level officer from Los Angeles NW. It’s like this, miss Linda is involved in a special case. Her situation is quite problematic right now, and if possible, I would like to recruit her to join our team, to become..."

"No, don’t even think about it!"

The woman clutching the long gun angrily pointed the barrel in his direction, "No one can take my daughter away. No one!"

The man also blocked the doorway, with a look that meant Brian had better explain himself clearly.

Brian shrugged his shoulders.

He tucked his ID away:

"Our organization is of a higher level than the regular police force, the benefits are very good.

The average salary for official staff is ten thousand dollars a month, plus additional bonuses, and the families of our staff also enjoy services from our cooperating private medical institutions.

Every year there’s paid vacation, free travel.

Oh, and the average bonus of my team alone, in just three months, has exceeded six figures. Maybe you could reconsider."

Saying this, Brian acted as if he was about to leave.

The couple exchanged glances and stopped him again, "Sorry, perhaps we can sit down and discuss this more thoroughly. By the way, handsome sir, would you like coffee, or water..."

...

It turns out everyone loves Franklin.

Nothing sways people like laying out the income directly.

Many people think that everyone in this area is wealthy.

That’s a very wrong line of thinking.

In the Federation Townships, if the area doesn’t have resources, most residents’ annual income at this point is, for a family, only about twenty or thirty thousand dollars.

Some have absolutely no job opportunities, no income at all, relying only on odd jobs and a bit of homegrown produce, plus welfare to get by.

This isn’t a joke.

The terms Brian offered represent a class leap for this family of six.

Thus, he smoothly met Linda, who was curled up in a bed on the second floor.

Linda was not in a good state, her little face still showed signs of shock, her eyes red and her body trembling slightly. Not far, on the floor, there lay blood-stained shorts with a bullet hole.

However, Brian noticed that there were no injuries on Linda’s body.

Linda’s parents went out first to converse with the others before stepping out, leaving the two of them alone in the room.

They didn’t close the door, either.

It was a warning to Brian: we’re ready to come in at any time.

"Who are you?"

Linda got up, wrapped in a blanket, and looked at Brian with a scared and uneasy look.

Today’s attack was her first encounter with violence, and the experience frightened this young girl.

Even now, Linda felt like she was dreaming.

She felt as though she’d been shot, with no wound on her body yet a bullet hole in her clothes... It was all too surreal.

Brian briefly introduced himself and smiled at Linda, "Do you feel that your body has undergone some subtle changes?"

Linda didn’t speak, just staring at Brian with wide eyes.

The next moment,

a white film popped over her eyes, flickering rapidly, revealing the inner turmoil of the girl.

In any movie, this would be a perfect horror transition scene.

Brian also felt surprise.

He walked to the vanity, took out a small mirror, and tossed it to Linda, "Your body has changed, you just don’t want to believe it. Look at your eyes."

Linda hesitantly picked up the mirror and looked at her reflection.

The next moment,

she screamed.

Outside, the fierce-looking couple burst in.

They didn’t see what they had imagined, but they saw their daughter Linda, her beautiful eyes covered with an uncontrolled white film, and even fine grey, scale-like material appearing on her cheeks.

They too let out cries of shock.