Life in North America, you call this an autopsy officer?!
Chapter 40 - 33 Look How Happy She Smiles

Chapter 40: Chapter 33 Look How Happy She Smiles

Three days had passed since Ike, the "culprit" of the explosion case, had been killed by Brian.

Today,

the documents for the full conversion of Group Six

were finally issued.

According to the notice in the documents,

the members of Group Six were to go to Ace Base this Saturday, the day after tomorrow, for formal training.

After the training ended,

Group Six would get their own office location, their own fixed jurisdiction, and they could also recruit personnel and purchase the weapons and equipment needed to supplement the group’s strength.

Indeed,

Brian was not foolish enough to bring up that Ike was not the actual bomber.

To retrieve the money hidden in the apartment, the other party brazenly used heavy weapons in the city center and killed two policemen, sealing his own fate. It was better to use him as a scapegoat, bringing happiness to others, and thus accumulating merit for redemption.

The case was closed prematurely.

The families of the victims were relieved.

The citizens no longer needed to worry and be afraid.

The deceased policemen would also receive the honors they deserved.

Group Six would smoothly pass the assessment.

Even the real culprit lurking in the shadows would feel at ease and reveal his hidden tail.

This was the outcome everyone wanted to see.

...

"Damn it, the assessment is finally over!"

Glenn was the most excited!

Only God knew how long he had held back these days to avoid being kicked out.

Ivan was also extremely excited, howling and beating his chest like a gorilla in the office.

Susan watched everything with a smile.

The regularization of Group Six meant that the scales of the bet with her father were tipping in her favor.

Old Hardenn was far calmer, merely holding the small note in his hand and occasionally sneaking glances at Susan, worrying about his own five hundred US Dollar reimbursement.

At his age, he had joined NW not for anything but these embarrassing utilities.

The only problem

was that he thought joining NW meant staying at the base in logistics, playing games safely.

He didn’t expect to return to the front lines.

Perhaps this was the guidance of fate.

..

Brian followed the others, laughing heartily, yet there was no warmth in his eyes.

He was contemplating fulfilling his obsession.

Regularization meant he had completed his uncle’s arrangements.

Unless something unexpected happened,

his foster parents’ medical expenses were essentially resolved.

But this did not relax Brian.

Without sufficient strength,

even if he completed his uncle’s tasks,

could he ensure his uncle would keep the promise?

Even if his uncle kept the promise,

could he ensure his uncle would not assign him new tasks?

Such an uncle was better off gone!

...

"Alright, guys!"

Susan interrupted everyone’s cheers and pulled out a document:

"There’s still one thing we need to handle.

That is the deceased Kenneth, who before his death had taken out two insurance policies, naming his girlfriend Shaina as the beneficiary.

Now that the case is closed,

I need someone to convey the investigation results to the insurance company liaison and Shaina."

"I.."

Glenn was about to raise his hand but noticed Brian had already raised his hand first.

He glared at Brian, "Dude, I was already on it, that’s not cool of you!"

Brian ignored him and looked at Susan, "Team leader, let me go. Shaina is pregnant, and what she needs now is to heal quietly, not be exploited by some scumbag."

Susan looked at the handsome Glenn and then at the even more handsome and tall Brian, and decisively nodded, "Brian, you go."

Brian nodded, took the document from Susan’s hand, and left with big strides.

...

After Brian left.

Susan sighed, "It’s good there are two compensations that can make life easier for Shaina going forward; otherwise, I can’t imagine how a drug-addicted single mother with no income could overcome her current predicament."

Hearing this, everyone nodded.

Regarding Kenneth’s purchase of insurance,

nobody thought much of it.

That was already a basic requirement of operating a food truck.

The beneficiary being Shaina also made sense.

After all, she was Kenneth’s girlfriend and was carrying his child.

Now, they felt somewhat happy for this unfortunate woman,

having received such a large compensation.

Perhaps with the support of the baby,

Shaina could escape her addiction and live a clean life.

Kenneth, the good man, could also rest in peace.

...

After leaving the insurance company,

Brian went directly to Shaina’s home on East Street, Los Angeles.

At the coffee table,

Shaina, her face still swollen, placed a cup of hot water in front of Brian and gratefully said, "Thank you for killing that demon Ike, Kenneth will bless you from heaven..."

Brian interrupted her.

He took out a receipt from the insurance company from his pocket, "I have handed over the case closure document to the insurance company, and next, an adjuster should contact you to discuss the compensation."

"Compensation?"

Shaina looked puzzled, "Sorry, I don’t quite understand what you mean."

"Before he died, Kenneth took out two insurance policies.

One was for the food truck, with a compensation amount of nineteen thousand US dollars.

The other was an enhanced version of his accident insurance, with a compensation amount of one million, nine hundred and fifty thousand US dollars.

You are the beneficiary of both policies,

Miss Shaina."

"What?"

The cup slipped from Shaina’s hands.

She was stunned for a moment; her body finally began to tremble uncontrollably, her hands tightly covering her face, bent over, face downward, trembling violently until she could no longer keep her voice choked up in her throat and burst into a pitiful wail...

Brian’s nose twitched slightly, he sighed, silently put on a pair of gloves from his pocket, then took out a syringe, removed the plastic cover from the needle, and quickly and accurately injected it into Shaina’s neck!

As the liquid was injected,

Shaina’s body grotesquely contorted, her toes curling against the floor, her original sobbing sound turned into a deep, soul-satisfying moan of pleasure.

He pulled out the syringe.

Stuck it in Shaina’s hand.

Brian whistled as he walked to the cabinet in front of the TV and beamed at the portrait of the smiling Kenneth, "Buddy, look at your beloved, look how happy she is smiling.."

The hands no longer covering her face, Shaina not only had no tear stains imagined, but her mouth was also cracked open in a frenzied smile, happiness personified as she murmured, "Two million, two million, haha, so much money.."

Brian watched silently.

Until Shaina foamed at the mouth and lost all sense of reality, he crouched down, got close to her ear, and whispered softly, "Who really is the father of the child in your belly?"

"I don’t know, don’t know, hehe, I don’t know either."

Very well.

Brian nodded, dismissed the idea of resuscitating Shaina, and turned to leave.

More than ten minutes later,

A warm stream surged through Brian’s body.

This was the feedback from completing an obsession!

Kenneth’s obsession was fulfilled!

Shaina ended her latter half of life in extreme pleasure.

The other side passed peacefully.

The client Kenneth also satisfiedly provided feedback, further enhancing Brian’s physique.

..

In the car, Brian stretched out his palm.

With a gentle effort,

Muscles bulged, showcasing the explosive power within!

He had become stronger!

Actually, ever since Brian found out that Mad Dog Ike was slandered, he had marked Shaina, who provided the information.

He secretly found other ladies from the apartment.

According to the information they provided.

Shaina, before bringing Kenneth to borrow money from Ike, had always been favored by Ike.

More coincidentally,

Mad Dog Ike, after becoming the leader of the Wild Dog Gang,

Shaina got close to him.

Before Brian was puzzled.

Mad Dog Ike, obviously not the brightest, why would he think of ’delivery service’?

Two clues crossed.

Shaina became his suspect.

She was the center of this case.

Everyone was related to her.

The insurance policy, then, became Brian’s final tactic to test Shaina.

Regrettably, she overplayed her role.

Didn’t she know tears could also emit a distinct scent?

Crying fake tears in front of a humanoid police canine, how much did she underestimate him?

Thus, Brian decisively injected her with a high-purity ’liquid happiness’, sending her on her last journey.

...

After feeling the enhancement in his body.

Brian, feeling the motionless obsessions of Mad Dog Ike in his mind, sighed.

The real culprit wasn’t Shaina.

This case has another perpetrator, ah!

But Brian had already guessed who it was.

Today was going to be busy.