Do you want to eat Amway? [Comprehensive British and American]

The man paced back and forth in front of Karl for a long time, but still made a decision in a low voice: "In the future, slowly find the next person... don't be in a hurry, draw the eyes first."

He came over, untied the iron chain on Karl's leg, wound the iron chain on Karl's wrist a few times, tied it behind his back as he came, and locked a big lock.The man put away the keys, and pulled the remaining iron chains out from under the chair, making a crashing sound.

In this way, except for his hands tied behind his back, Karl was basically free and could move about without the chair—he glanced down and saw that the other end of the iron chain was firmly welded to the ground with the chair.If it is a normal person, without obtaining the key, there is absolutely no way to untie the bondage or even leave the room.

It can be seen without measuring that the length of this iron chain is at most enough for him to walk to the small bucket in the corner. What is that thing for, Karl refuses to imagine.

The man fumbled along Carl's hospital gown, only to find a wallet.

"Where's your phone?" Evan asked suspiciously.

"I sneaked out from the hospital to buy a Rubik's cube for my brother... I didn't bring my mobile phone." Carl gave him a wry smile.

Fortunately, he left his mobile phone to Little Tony in the custody room.

Evan looked at the wallet in his hand, his expression settled down, and he didn't ask any more questions.

Seeing that the man in the dark green coat was about to leave the room, Carl quickly asked nervously, "You...are you leaving? When are you coming to draw?"

"Can't wait?"

Evan showed a gentle and happy smile, "Mr. Wood, this is a very sacred thing, so I have to adjust my state first. I will come to stay with you in the next few days and observe your eyes... People The state of the eyes is different under different emotions, so we should treat them with caution. Happy, sad, excited, painful..."

His voice gradually deepened, like the whisper of a demon, soft and creepy.

"There are quite a lot of props to prepare."

--abnormal! !

Carl bit the bullet and asked tactfully: "I think... I can't be happy in this situation?"

"You'll be happy." Evan stared at Carl and smiled slightly. His gray-blue eyes shone with joy and eagerness. He nodded confidently, ended the conversation, took his hat and exited the secret door outside.

There was another sound of iron chains colliding, and the lock was locked from the outside with a "click", and then there was silence outside the door.

"What a pervert." Carl sat on the chair, his expression of nervousness and fear changed back to calm.

Fortunately, the cubs didn't hear it, they will be taken badly, this is polluting the superhero seedlings!

Sitting and thinking for a while, Karl came back to his senses, stood up first, dragged the heavy chain, and carefully checked the entire small room.

ok, no monitoring.

There was nothing useful to be found in the whole room, except for some documents in the low cabinet, which Karl did not open to examine.He has more important things to do now.Karl tried hard to break free from the chain with his hands behind his back.

Although the iron chain was tied tightly, and a large lock was buckled, Karl's two wrists were pressed together as hard as possible, sore and awkward, and he couldn't move at all.But when Karl tried to use force, the iron chain suddenly made a toothache and overwhelmed sound.

"Okay." Carl realized that he could break free from the iron chain with strength, and nodded immediately, not in a hurry.

There is the greatest guarantee of safety.

He ran out of the hospital. Uncle Abel would be in a hurry if he was locked up here for several days.He needs to make a quick decision and investigate this incident as soon as possible!

Otherwise... I can only send a message to Uncle Abel in the evening and tell him the truth.

Carl wasn't sure, if the police had caught the killer and learned what had happened before, did that count as exploring the events?

Thinking of this, Carl didn't dare to waste time, walked to the low cabinet and bent down, bit the stack of documents with difficulty, picked them up, put them on the cabinet, and carefully opened a page to check...

This is a file, or a record book.

Evan Watkins doesn't like to keep his favorite things in the form of photos, so he chooses to paint by himself.This stack of documents scrawled with water pen the conditions of the previous tenants in this room.

"Number one, code-named legs..." Carl read in a low voice. "It took eight days. In order to fully demonstrate the strength and beauty of the muscles, I asked him to run on the treadmill with an additional condition. Additional conditions?"

Carl turned the page clumsily and saw a candid photo clipped on the back. In the photo was a blonde girl with freckles who was about to go out, holding a bag, smiling and talking to someone inside the door.

"Is it No. [-]'s girlfriend? This girl doesn't have anything Watkins likes, so can I take a photo?" Carl paused, frowning slightly, and immediately figured it out.

First kidnap No. [-], and then use your girlfriend to threaten him with running?Then what?What happened to the man code-named "Legs"?

Carl couldn't wait to turn another page, but found that the next eight/nine sheets were all failed drafts, all of which were the legs of size one, running, striding, trotting, staggering of……

Gone.

Then go directly to the second page of information.

"..." Carl recalled the order of the draft just now, and suddenly had a bad idea.

Won't?Could it be that No. [-] died running away?

But no one here answered Karl's question, and there was no record of what happened after No. [-] in the notebook.He can only continue to look down.

The two code-named "ankles" are what Karl has seen before. They seem to be the feet of a girl, connected to the slender and beautiful ankles, and the drawing stops abruptly when it reaches the calf.Even the drafts for practice are vividly drawn.

But now, in Karl's view, when he thinks that the prototypes are all innocent men and women who have been captured one by one, and his life and death are unknown, he feels that these lifelike drawings make people sick.

This time, I didn’t write how to make this girl show herself better. Karl felt that it was a blessing in misfortune.The notebook simply records "it took four days" and other detailed foot data.

Carl simply went through everything and found that there were only five people recorded in the notebook.Number one is "legs", number two is "ankles", number three is "hands", number four is "lips", and number five is "nose".

As the time went by, the time in the notebook became shorter. On the [-]th and [-]th, Carl found that the time for drawing was shortened to two days.And in contrast, the first few pages look much older, and the legs of No. [-] drawn in pencil have been blurred by the rubbing of the pages.

Evan Watkins...should have spent a long time picking his perfect reference and getting more proficient.

Carl looked at the blank book behind draft No. [-], and almost imagined what would be written on it.

Number six, codenamed eyes.

Evan Watkins doesn't repeat it with admiration, but sketches it over and over again.It is even possible to use the cruel means against No. [-] to make him perform the desired effect.

And when he got to the end, not even a name would appear in the file. Watkins didn't care what Carl's full name was just now.

Carl sighed in disgust, straightened his sore waist, and clicked on the task panel again.

——The exploration progress has reached 20% of the minimum reward! !

Sure enough, it is the key to investigate the matter of the first few victims, but Karl doesn't even know their names, maybe Watkins himself doesn't know, what should we do?

"Dad! Dad!" The door of the care room was suddenly pushed open, and Little Sol's voice sounded from inside.

Carl was so frightened that he bent over in a panic, bit the document, and closed it with his teeth-these documents should not be shown to children, if they think about it, they will have nightmares!

"What's wrong?" He closed his eyes slightly, letting his consciousness return to the door of the care room and asked.

The blond boy opened a crack in the door and lowered his head. From the gap where he was standing sideways, a smaller brown-haired little bean came out, still wrapped in a quilt.Little Tony anxiously raised his phone, his big caramel-colored eyes were flickering with panic: "Dad, call! What should I do?"

The incoming call reminder displayed on the phone—it was Uncle Abel.

Why did you call suddenly? !

It's not time for Uncle Abel to get off work at night.

Carlton was also at a loss like little Tony. He subconsciously brought the phone back to reality, pushed the phone away with both hands behind his back, and put it on the low cabinet.

"……Hey?"

The door of the childcare room was completely squeezed open. Little Sol was standing, little Tony was a lot shorter, and a little Steve was squatting in the middle, holding his breath. The three children watched the reality worriedly, stealing Listen to the phone.

"Carl, I heard from the nurse that you went out and haven't returned to the hospital yet?" Abel's concerned voice came from the receiver.

"Uh...I...haven't gone back yet." Carl was vague, wondering if he should tell his uncle about it.He originally wanted to wait until the evening when he could find nothing, but it was only afternoon, it was too early, and Karl didn't find many clues, so he was a little caught off guard.

"What's wrong?" He asked aggressively.

"It's no big deal. You usually update the novel in the morning. Today, it's been a long time since you updated. The subordinates on my side can't sit still." There was a smile in Abel's voice, and he said angrily, but No matter how you hear it, you are proud to show off,

"Did you go shopping today? It doesn't matter if you didn't write it down, your health comes first. I can tell those boys to read it tomorrow—"

Before Abel could finish his sentence, Carl heard a ragged sigh of regret and a wail from the microphone.

"No! Sir!"

"It's going to be broken as soon as you get to a wonderful place, it's terrible—"

In the latest update, Carl described in great detail how strong Steve, who has become a super soldier, is.His running speed exceeds that of normal cars, his thinking ability can construct detailed maps of cities in his mind, he can easily jump over tall barbed wire fences, he has excellent danger prediction ability, he can tear open submarines with his bare hands, and Unscathed after many blows...

These abilities make readers who are police officers more envious and eager, and feel refreshed after substituting them. Besides, who doesn't want to have a perfect physique that attracts attention?Super soldiers have a golden ratio.

Cut off at this time? ?

You are joking?

Believe it or not, our police team followed the boss to the hospital to urge the change? ?

"...No, Uncle Abel."

Carl didn't have the time to think about the entanglement of his readers at the moment. He took a deep breath and decided to tell his situation——

Now he has 20% of the rewards. Carl can’t go out. Evan came to observe him. Time is running out and he can’t hide it in the evening. He can’t get more information for the time being. It’s better to take a gamble and see. Can you follow the police to explore the incident? At worst, there is a guarantee.

"What's the matter?" Abel didn't know the situation yet, and his tone was relaxed and gentle.

"……Well."

Carl lowered his head and said embarrassedly, "...I was kidnapped again."

Abel: "???"

"Carl?"

Abel's voice on the microphone became serious instantly, "You said you were kidnapped?"

In the blink of an eye, all the noisy talking, laughing and complaining over there disappeared, and the police officers also realized that something was wrong, so they all stopped their voices and focused on listening to the phone.

"Yes, I went shopping, but someone knocked me out, brought me back, and locked me in the house..." Carl briefly talked about his experience, and told what he knew about Evan Watkins, "Thanks to me secretly hiding the phone."

"Is that so?" Abel's voice became serious. "According to what you said, apart from that file and your guess, you don't even know whether Watkins killed the previous hostages? Maybe even he himself Don’t know who those people are?”

There is no victim, there is no evidence, and Watkins grievously denies it, just relying on Carl's imagination will not work.

"Hasn't your police station received any reports of missing persons recently?" Carl asked, "Watkins is after the most beautiful parts, and the kidnapped people are definitely not all out-of-towners and homeless people. As long as there are missing people who can Just match the number. I have a photo of girlfriend No. [-] here, which can be used as a breakthrough."

"It will take time."

Abel's voice was serious, this time out of concern for Carl, "New York is a big city, the number of missing persons every month is not too small, there are also many unclaimed corpses, and each branch also needs to spend Time to sort out the list and check it, the fastest action will take at least two or three hours."

"...Even if we set off now, arrest Watkins for kidnapping first and then conduct a search." Abel's voice paused, "My subordinates just checked the information on the intranet, Evan Watkins is now Living with his mother, the address is the house you provided."

"Be careful that his mother is actually an accomplice. Is it an action to remove all traces in advance after learning the news?" Carl also wanted to understand why Uncle Abel's voice was full of worry.Then the situation will be more difficult.

He replied, "I don't care. Watkins won't put my life in danger for a few days, so it's okay to stay here for a while. You should investigate first and come back after you have more information."

If there is a small chance, you can't take risks. Otherwise, in Watkins' situation, you won't be able to catch the case. It is very likely that the cases of the first few people will have to be left alone in the end.Whether it's for rewards or for the few people whose life and death are uncertain, Karl doesn't want that kind of ending.

"Ah, let's not talk about it." Carl's voice became urgent, and he vaguely heard the movement outside the door, "Someone is coming... I will find a chance to send the photo in a while, and I will try my best to investigate here. "

When the iron chain on the door started to rattle, Carl hung up the phone and stuffed it into his backpack, then hurriedly retracted into the chair, pretending to be a normal person who was terrified after being kidnapped.

"What?! You still want to investigate as much as you can—Carl, don't mess around, do you hear me? Be honest, hello?" Abel also lowered his voice, getting angry and speeding up his speech, trying to tell his hapless nephew, But Karl has simply hung up the phone.

"..."

Ablewood put down the phone with a dark face.

The police officers who had come to wait for the novel to be updated subconsciously stood up straight, and the muscular men squeezed their shoulders together. Even if their old bosses were not as strong as them, all of them sullenly dared not speak out under the prestige.

"Have you heard?" Abel glanced at the nodding subordinates, grabbed his gun and hat without hesitation, and urged, "Go! Take your people, hurry up, and act quickly! "

"learn!!"

People who become police officers have always been muscular men with big arms and round waists. A few of them are lean figures like Abel and Hope.Irregular diet is one reason, and that body shape is very deterrent is also a reason.At least for now——the big men showed fierce expressions, and rushed out of the office in full armor, like wolves and tigers.

——Even if the director comes to inspect at this moment, he can't find fault with these good guys.

"Hurry up! All gather!" "Team one and team two, do you hear me!"

"The news has been found out! Chief Wood's nephew did not update today because he was kidnapped!" "We must hurry up to check the name and prepare to save people!"

Sounds like this sounded one after another, and the huge operation room, which was only separated by desks, suddenly became noisy. This news did not need to be spread intentionally. Then the uproar spread, and everyone knew about it.

Who let that thanks to the publicity of Abel and his old colleagues during this period, many people in several departments are Karl's readers?

Especially the action team that Abel was in charge of was the hardest-hit area-they were the main ones dispatched this time.

So Abel's mood was "My nephew was kidnapped again?!"

The police officers said, "I only count on the update at that point every day, and the reminders have been rushed to the boss. You tell me that the big break in today's update is because he was kidnapped?"

save people!Save people save people! !

Do you know what it feels like to see a break in the excitement?

The police officers were furious for a while, and they really wanted to chase and kill the kidnappers.

——So compared with the situation in the police station, it was hard to tell who was more impatient than the other for a while.

Even the distraught Abel wondered.

Today's subordinates are too motivated?Do novels have that much power?

……

The other side has been fully mobilized, and Karl is not clear about it.

He curled up on the chair with a vaguely frightened expression on his face, staring at the door intently.After the iron door was opened, an old white mother with a thick waist and a strong physique walked in.She had a benevolent face, and on a tray in her hand was a bread and stewed potatoes, and a bowl of thick soup.

"Don't be afraid, I'm here to bring you food." The old mother said slowly, her face had many wrinkles and marks from the vicissitudes of life, her hands were rough, and she didn't look like she had lived well. Look, "Evan said you didn't eat, you must be hungry."

She came over, put the tray on the low cabinet, looked at the cabinets that were not closed in time and the documents inside, and sighed sadly: "Have you seen it?"

"...Well." Carl calmly became alert.

The old woman acted very harmless, and she didn't seem to be on the side of Evan Watkins, but he still remembered the analysis just now, maybe this was Evan's mother, or maybe she was an accomplice.So don't take it lightly.

But why put that document specifically in the prisoner's room?

The old woman was still saying weakly: "...It doesn't matter if you see it, or it's better like this, this is Evan's record. You don't want to know what will happen to those who don't cooperate? Stay here obediently God, he will let you go back. Starting tomorrow, Evan will move in with an easel and a series of things, and observe you all day."

No, Karl is trying to learn what happens to those who don't cooperate.

"This is a lie. He didn't care that I saw the address here when he came here! He didn't intend to let me go at all!" Carl said deliberately, and stood up suddenly pretending to be emotional, "What happened to those people in front? ? Are they all dead? Since it’s all like this, I might as well fight it out!”

Saying so, he was about to pounce on the old woman.

The old woman's expression didn't change, she was very calm, as if she was already used to this kind of thing, she took out an electric shock device from her coat pocket, and raised the flashlight to Carl quickly.

"……what!"

The brown-haired young man was shocked all over and fell to the ground, but he was still struggling to get up.

"dad!!"

At the door of the care room, little Saul, Steve and the younger Tony screamed together.

"Go back, go back, I'm talking cliche, children can't watch." Carl quickly let his consciousness close the door of the nursery room again.This group of cubs is still too young, even Steve is not afraid of this electric current, how could it hurt him?

He still has to concentrate and concentrate on performing, so he doesn't have time to talk to the cubs.

"...Why is everyone like this?"

The old woman muttered to herself in acquiescence, lowered her head, and pressed the switch of the electric shock device again without changing her expression, "...I have said it so many times and I will not listen to persuasion, so I have to suffer for myself You too, and the last one too, Logan even got involved with his girlfriend, I heard you have a younger brother... is it?"

"Uhhhh-"

The young man on the ground let out a weak scream from his throat, was hit by the current one after another, and collapsed on the ground completely lost his fighting power, his limbs convulsed, despite this, he still panted/breathed through the trembling teeth Squeezing out the broken question, I got to the point, "...you...what do you mean? Logan?"

The old woman finally stopped the electric shock. There was not even a single wave in her cloudy eyes, and her face still had a kind expression. She didn't answer directly, but began to tell a story weakly:

"Evan, this child, has to be strong since he was a child. It is meaningless if he is not the first in grades. I have never experienced the troubles of other people's children who don't like to study. After learning art, he must also draw the best-looking and most famous paintings. Painting, but now there are too many unknown painters, and it is difficult to become famous. In those years, he has been decadent for a long time... he doesn’t go out, doesn’t talk, no matter how much he persuades him, I’m really scared.”

"Until that day, he tied Logan back...Finally found a new way. How could I not help? So I went and took a picture of Logan's girlfriend, brought it back to him, and Logan To be honest. Evan made him run for eight days to punish him for not cooperating, which is terrible."

"You..." The brunette young man clenched his teeth, raised his head from the ground and stared at her with difficulty, and was speechless due to the threat in his words.

"Since you have read the file, you also know that you are different from the others. Annika, Caleb, Hunter, and Thomas don't need to adjust their status, but you are the same as Logan, and there is no way to draw a better picture without adjustment. You look good, so behave yourself."

It seems that they have been together for a long time, and the old lady also said the same thing, put away the electric shock device, and said kindly: "Don't be awkward anymore, cooperate well to end these few days, and I won't mention it any more. Your brother, is your name Calwood?"

She took something out of her pocket.

——That was Karl's purse that was seized!Inside was his driver's license.

"You...you also remember all their names?" The brown-haired young man who fell on the ground asked intermittently, shocked and weakly.

"Yes." The old woman admitted directly, "Logan Smith, Annika Wilson...Thomas. I remember everything about everyone clearly, and I even know where they are buried. After all, I have to help clean up later. It's a pity that Annika, the girl who is a dance teacher, is quite suitable to be Evan's girlfriend... and she didn't stay."

"Who made Evan only suitable for painting, and I still have to worry about other things." She said lovingly.

Carl was unfazed.

Most of the criminals who commit crimes are the same. When the captured prey shows no threat at all, they are easy to pour out what they have held back for so long and dare not say.Especially the elderly old woman, when she sees young and powerful young people who are younger than her, they can only be locked in a chair, and under her play, they can easily become so fragile and embarrassed, and they will obey her whether they live or die between thoughts.

This feeling is addictive.

The old woman who relaxed her vigilance was more likely to tell more information.

Doesn't Karl have something to gain now?He knew all the information about the first five victims!

...Besides, his younger brother was a fiction, and the so-called threat was just a joke.Carl would love it if the old woman investigated him as she had done with Logan One.As long as he panics, he will show his feet, maybe he can know more.Even if Evan's mother and son took the risk and wanted to kill him, it would be uncertain who would hit whom.

Believe it or not, he can fight eight pairs of Evan mother and son by himself!

Carl's face was still weak and daring to speak, panting lowly, pretending to breathe, he had already turned his attention to the mission panel.

——Mission progress has been completed by 50%!

Carl was overjoyed.

"Eat the food, think about it carefully." The old woman said with satisfaction from abusing Karl and telling him in front of him.

She put away her things and quickly exited the dark room. After the sound of iron chains outside the door, the room returned to silence.

Carl was still lying on the ground. He waited and waited until he heard that there was no sound at all, so he got up quickly with the strength of his body, picked up the mobile phone under his body and looked at it, and confirmed that all the words just now had been recorded. down.A smile finally appeared on his face, and he thought to himself:

"I didn't expect it to be so easy... Fifty star-raising props can already raise the stars of two children. Five thousand gold coins are five hundred diamonds. The harvest is not small!"

Without delay, he immediately took out his mobile phone, called Abel and told him everything he knew.

"Great!" Abel was also very happy.

With the exact information, they can directly send the police to the home to find out the situation. In addition, the victim confirmed that the old woman said it herself, and the first five victims have already been killed.It was Watkins mother and son who moved together.

The recording is the incriminating evidence, and they can go directly to arrest the Watkins mother and son!

Such a big matter was resolved so quickly, all thanks to Karl.

"Carl, wait, we're leaving now!" Abel hung up the phone after speaking in a hurry, sounded the siren, and drove to that address with several cars of the team members.

——It’s necessary to be like this on the way, and I definitely can’t continue to be so ostentatious when I’m about to arrive.

Carl hung up the phone, simply stuffed the phone back into the custody room, and went back inside to edit and edit the recording—in reality, his hands were still tied, which was too inconvenient.

"Dad... are you okay?" Little Steve and little Sol were still squatting at the door, waiting worriedly.Seeing this, he quickly stood up and asked.

"Are you all right?" Little Tony finally changed back into his clothes, looked up at Carl worriedly, and asked timidly.

"It's okay, don't worry." Carl's eyes softened, he bent down, warmly embraced the two boys in his arms, and rubbed the two blond heads under his hands.

"I want to hug too!" Little Tony quit, rushed forward and hugged Carl's neck tightly, dangling his short legs and hanging on it.

"Hmph." Little Haila laughed lukewarmly from the living room, "The legs are really short."

Carl looked up and saw the girl in the green leather jacket standing in the living room with her arms crossed. Little Gu Yi finally came out, holding the door with one hand and looking at this side with concern.

Little Tony reacted super fast, and turned his head to fight back with a small milky voice: "But I have daddy to hug me!"

"..."

Little Haila was choked back by a sentence, and her expression suddenly became complicated.This is an expression that is so arrogant that it doesn't know what to say.

Despite the heavy neck, Carl wanted to laugh.

As expected of Tony Stark, the little one is also very good at poisonous tongue!The strike is extremely precise, so this is a talent?

"Okay, okay... Thank you for worrying about me." Carl let go of the two boys, walked over with the little Iron Man pendant hanging around his neck, and gave little Haila a pat on the head.

"..." The girl crossed her arms, a little smile appeared on the corner of her mouth in satisfaction, and she fell silent after being stroked.

Next, when it was Gu Yi's turn, Carl was in a bit of trouble.

Does touching her head offend her a bit?But treating her differently and not touching her head...would it offend her more?

Thinking of this, Carl could only squat down and give the little girl a sandwich hug like he did to the two boys—Little Tony in the middle.

"Father, I have learned my first magic." Xiao Gu Yi looked very quiet in his heart, his voice was soft, and there was not much expression on his face.But when she said that, her voice rose slightly, revealing the happiness in Xiao Guyi's heart,

"—It's a portal."

"Really? Awesome." Carl's heart moved, thinking of his mana value, "I will follow you to learn magic when I have time, is that okay?"

"Yeah." Xiao Gu Yi still had a dusty and cold look, but nodded without hesitation.

Master Gu Yi was so easy to talk when he was a child.

Carl felt once again that the cub raising system was great, and after rubbing the cubs in his hands, he finally freed his hand and took out his mobile phone to start editing the recording—he didn’t plan to do anything, he just wanted to shock the old lady Delete that paragraph.It happened that the confession happened only after that.

After all, it was the pain that Carl performed. If Uncle Abel heard it, it would be bad to make him feel uncomfortable.

...During this period of time, Karl has unknowingly regarded Abel as a beloved elder and a close uncle.

After about ten minutes.

Carl clutched the phone in his back hand, sat on the iron chair and waited. His keen hearing allowed him to hear a chaotic noise from outside. It felt like at least a dozen police officers rushed in together, all in uniform. Field, took the initiative.

It was quiet again, and soon, the iron chain sounded outside the darkroom door, and the door was pushed open with a "bang".

It was Abel who rushed in first—the old police officer today was wearing a police uniform and was fully armed, with a gun in his hand and a serious expression. He looked very handsome when he rushed in!

"Carl—!"

He saw the intact young man sitting in the middle of the room at a glance, and he breathed a sigh of relief before putting back the anxiety and tension on his face.

"Uncle, I'm fine." Carl looked in the direction of the door curiously.After Abel came in, two police officers came in, one holding a blanket in his hand, and the other consciously guarding the door. Strangely, both of them stared at Karl with burning eyes, as if they knew him.Carl looked uncomfortable.

"It's fine, it's fine." Abel put away his gun and strode over. After looking up and down with concern, he was relieved. He walked around behind Carl and took out the key, about to untie the chain for him.Seeing this, the police officer who was holding the blanket hurried over and prepared to put it on Karl.

"……and many more."

With his eyes fixed, Abel stopped the approaching police officer.He walked over to take the blanket and said with concern, "Let me do it."

"Oh, good." The police officer was stunned for a moment and then retreated to the door, thinking that the officer cared too much about his relatives.

After Abel successfully unlocked the lock on the iron chain that bound Karl's hands, he put a blanket on him, kicked the chain that fell on the ground back under the iron chair as if nothing had happened, and at the same time stuffed the lock into his pocket.

He smiled and glanced at the guilty Karl before saying flatly:

"--let's go."