Life in North America, you call this an autopsy officer?!-Chapter 388 - 237: Surround and Kill, Burst Clothes, One Punch One Kid

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Chapter 388: Chapter 237: Surround and Kill, Burst Clothes, One Punch One Kid

"Where are you?"

Benjamin’s voice was somewhat different from before, slightly hoarse.

It was unclear whether it was due to his turning to the dark side.

His voice now clearly did not belong to a good person—it had the special effect of a villain.

"Benjamin?"

Brian chuckled lightly, "I received a message that you killed the NW agents and defected. Is my charm really that irresistible, compelling you to target me consistently?"

"Tell me the location!"

Benjamin’s condition seemed not too good, "Hurry, come to these coordinates XX.XX or I’ll kill everyone you know. I’m only giving you one day!"

Listening to the busy tone on the phone, Brian frowned slightly.

He wasn’t sure if it was an illusion.

He felt that Benjamin’s voice had an undertone, how to say it—it was as if more than one mouth was speaking.

According to the information from Susan, Benjamin had privately undergone mutant beast limb transplant surgery, but NW had not yet identified which species of mutant beast had been transplanted.

This meant that Benjamin’s mutant beast limbs were of foreign origin, not belonging to NW.

...

He pocketed his phone.

Brian looked at Linda, who stayed obediently by his side, "I need to step out; do you want to come with me, or should I find a place for you to hide?"

He was particularly concerned that Benjamin was not acting alone, possibly deceiving him with a diversion.

"I want to come with you."

Linda immediately stood up and walked to Brian’s side.

When she left, other than her brother and sister, her parents had simply reminded her to be careful and make money. There was no reluctance as she had imagined, rather a sense of relief.

If Brian disappeared again, she wouldn’t know where to wander.

"Okay, grab your personal items and let’s go."

Brian nodded.

The two quickly packed up, checked out, and left.

Out of caution,

before leaving, Brian even activated all his senses.

Surprisingly, he smelled the familiar scent of Tagg.

Various senses also confirmed it was him.

This guy was just sitting downstairs in the hotel, quietly reading a newspaper, with no intention to disturb them.

They went downstairs.

Brian approached with Linda, "What’s going on?"

The bald strongman, Tagg, put down his newspaper, "I heard you took a little girl with you, I’m here for the illegal cohabitation with a minor."

Saying this, he even raised his eyebrows at Brian in a sleazy manner.

Brian: "...I have some matters to address, please get straight to the point."

"Alright, you’re quite dull now," Tagg tossed the newspaper on the table:

"Allerland Evening News, a small private jet went missing.

Staff from the CD operations department located the aircraft using their equipment.

It landed in a suburb more than fifty kilometers away from Allerland.

The pilot, passengers, and crew were all dead.

They were eaten, the manner of death consistent with a warrant we just received."

Brian glanced at the newspaper, "What’s this got to do with me? At that time, I should’ve been in the town, with your people."

"The owner of the warrant is called Benjamin."

Tagg’s expression sobered up, speaking seriously:

"He killed your NW arresting officers and came after you.

We are very curious about how he knew about the missing person case here and used it to frame you.

The disappearance was caused by the Doomsday Sect.

This is important for the CD organization, so I came.

You didn’t leave immediately, probably waiting for him, shall we team up?"

Brian shook his head, "I don’t like others meddling in my affairs."

"No, no, no, this is no longer just your problem.

Benjamin attacked a jet!

He targeted a jet in our CD organization’s operational area!

This is a grave matter.

Brian, please agree, I don’t want things to get ugly. As an apology for the disturbance, you can take this girl without any trouble."

Tagg stroked his chin, "A very special little girl..."

In their territory, how could they not pay attention to Brian, an outsider.

So, the moment Brian took Linda away, CD organization’s special agents approached Linda’s parents to understand the situation, learning some particulars.

Those characteristics fit those of beastified people.

And the beastified people, previously responsible for the disappearance cases, were all cultivated by the Doomsday Sect.

Such a coincidence.

The CD organization personnel didn’t approach him directly, simply out of respect for Brian’s identity.

On hearing this, Brian nodded, "Alright, but I must state, this operation may not be safe, and I will only look after Linda, not you."

"No need to worry."

Tagg confidently declared, "Just an old scientist whose physical capabilities aren’t great; no matter how much he’s modified, his limits won’t be too high, I can crush him easily!"

...

With Tagg joining in, Brian gained a free driver.

According to CD organization’s satellite positioning, the location Benjamin provided was within a swamp basin.

The area was covered with water or some specially composed terrains.

Ordinary people going to that area either had to be very familiar with the local terrain or needed to use a special boat capable of navigating the swamp.

To keep Benjamin from escaping, Tagg did not call for aerial support.

The three of them drove there, then rented a swamp ship, and according to the GPS, rushed to the location Benjamin described.

The whole process was not pleasant.

There were too many mosquitoes here.