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"Leave no one alive? Heh!"
Listening to the words spoken in the other room, Mike, who had been observing them with his Super Vision and Super Hearing, couldn't help but crack a smile.
Hah, I'd actually like to see how they plan to get rid of us.
"Dad!" Gwen rolled her eyes mischievously and suddenly asked, "Does this count as big news?"
"Of course it counts! It's the kind that could shock the whole world!"
Mike stroked his chin as he spoke. Seeing Gwen's eyes darting around, he paused slightly, then widened his eyes in realization.
"Little girl, you aren't thinking..."
"That's right! exactly what you're thinking, Dad!"
The father and daughter looked at each other, stroked their chins in perfect unison, and let out a sly chuckle.
"I think it'll work!"
"Exactly! For treating us like this, I have to let my big brother handle it!"
With that, the two laughed again.
Raven looked at the father-daughter duo, utterly speechless. She pointed at the surveillance camera.
In the next instant, Mike vanished. He severed the wire to the camera lens and returned to his original spot almost simultaneously.
"Done," Mike said with a smile.
"You're going to call Charles and the others over just for a trivial matter like this?"
"Not Charles or brother Erik; it's brother Clark!"
As Gwen spoke, she put on a pitiful expression. "We are good people, and since we've been so wrongly accused, we definitely need our righteous reporter big brother to come and help us!"
She paused, then added for emphasis, "We are just ordinary citizens, after all!"
Raven: (-_-)
As long as you two are happy.
With a flip of his hand, Mike retrieved his phone from his pocket dimension.
When they entered, the police had demanded they hand over their phones, but Mike had stashed the family's devices away beforehand.
Dialing a familiar number, Mike waited for the call to connect. The moment it did, he shoved the phone into Gwen's hands.
Gwen glared at Mike, but the second she heard Clark's voice, she immediately switched into character.
"Brother! We've been arrested!"
"Arrested? What happened?" Clark sounded completely bewildered.
Gwen winked at Mike and the others, signaling them to watch her performance. With a tone filled with grief and indignation, she explained the situation in a few sentences.
Hundreds of bodies under the flower fields?
Clark was startled. "I'm coming over right now!"
Hearing this, Gwen smiled, flashed a victory sign to Mike and the others, and hung up the phone.
Given Clark's speed, he would arrive very soon.
Suddenly, Little Lamb, who had been watching them curiously without speaking, shouted loudly, "Playing the pig to eat the tiger!"
Mike and the other two: "..."
Where did he learn that phrase?
A question flashed through their minds, and Mike and Raven looked at Gwen with suspicion.
Gwen gave a sheepish smile. "If I said this has nothing to do with me, would you believe me?"
"What do you think?" Mike and Raven sneered.
Gwen looked heartbroken. "Where is the trust between family members? Where is your love for me?"
"Shh!"
Mike made a gesture and pointed to the door.
Raven and Gwen understood instantly. Little Lamb blinked, imitated their posture, and obediently shut his mouth.
A second later, the door was pushed open. Sheriff Charlie walked in with several officers, but Mayor Morton was not with them.
"You should have investigated clearly by now. Can we go?" Mike asked coldly, looking as if he were suppressing his anger.
Sheriff Charlie looked at Mike and said, "We'll have the results soon. Just wait a little longer!"
Wait a little longer, and I'll send your whole family to become fertilizer!
Raven shouted angrily, "I want to see our lawyer!"
Since the father and daughter wanted to play games, Raven had no choice but to play along.
"That will also have to wait!"
The pit is almost dug.
Sheriff Charlie's eyes glinted with cold malice.
Just then, an officer walked in and leaned close to Sheriff Charlie's ear.
"It's ready."
He whispered the words, glancing at Mike's family out of the corner of his eye. There was a trace of pity, but mostly cold indifference.
Sheriff Charlie nodded and said ruthlessly to Mike's group, "Let's go. We're going to identify the scene!"
"Identify the scene?"
Mike feigned shock.
Good lord, these people really have the nerve!
They were directly pinning the crime on them.
"This is slander!" Raven roared.
Mike and Gwen froze for a second.
Is this professional acting?
"Move!"
Sheriff Charlie spoke coldly and, without hesitation, pulled out his gun.
Raven trembled with rage but secretly shot a glance at Gwen.
Gwen understood immediately and shouted excitedly, "You'll regret doing this! We have people on the outside!"
Sheriff Charlie paused, then said coldly, "Whether you have people or not has nothing to do with you identifying the crime scene!"
He pointed the gun at the four of them. "Move!"
Mike looked at him coldly, holding Little Lamb. He walked out of the interrogation room with huge strides alongside Gwen and Raven. However, after passing the officers, he couldn't help but smirk.
This plot of pretending to be weak only to slap them in the face later was indeed quite entertaining.
The four were brought back to the sea of flowers.
But this time, after getting out of the car, they were surrounded by over a dozen officers and 'forced' to walk deep into the flower fields.
Mike looked furious, while Gwen and Raven displayed just the right amount of fear.
Seeing the expressions on this family's faces, Charlie's heart softened for a moment.
But only for a moment before it turned cold again.
No difference. They are no different from the others we've disposed of.
After walking for a while longer, the group arrived in front of a large pit.
Mike's eyelid twitched.
The police here certainly had guts.
"What are you trying to do?" Gwen glared at them angrily.
"Get in. It took us quite a bit of time to dig this grave for you," Sheriff Charlie said coldly, waving his hand at them.
Mike coughed lightly.
In this situation, if Clark didn't show up soon, he would have to act.
If this went on any longer, it would become humiliating. Mike Kent had never suffered such grievances!
To think they actually wanted to bury them alive!
Just then, a reporter wearing glasses rushed over from the other side of the flower field.
"What are you doing? What you are doing is illegal!"
Clark shouted as he charged toward them.
"See that! I told you we have people! He's here!"
Gwen looked at Clark excitedly, then puffed out her chest at Sheriff Charlie, looking arrogant.
"Who is he?" Sheriff Charlie's expression changed slightly. He turned to the officer beside him. "Bring him over!"
The officer nodded, walked up to Clark, grabbed him by the shoulder, and dragged him over.
"Who are you?" Sheriff Charlie asked, feeling a bit nervous.
An unexpected variable appearing at this moment... If this person was some big shot, what should he do?
Also, didn't these people have their phones taken away? How did they contact him?
Questions floated in his mind.
"Scared now, aren't you? He is a big-time reporter, you know?" Gwen looked at them arrogantly.
A reporter?
Sheriff Charlie relaxed.
Who cares if he's a reporter? Once he's buried, he's just good fertilizer!
A thought flashed through his mind. He looked at Clark standing before him, shoved him toward the dug pit, and said, "Get in!"
Clark's face stiffened.
Aren't you even going to ask what I'm here for?
He looked at the scene of his family of five being held at gunpoint, his face full of speechlessness.
At that moment, Gwen looked at him with puppy-dog eyes and screamed, "Brother! Save us! These guys want to bury us!"
Do you really need me to save you?
Clark looked speechless. He turned to Mike and Raven...
Only to see the two of them looking at him with equal anticipation, as if looking at a savior. Their eyes were twinkling, as if they had seen the light.
Clark's face darkened.
That's enough, you guys! Out of the four of you, who actually needs saving?
Even Little Lamb wouldn't be in any danger, right?
"Brother?"
Sheriff Charlie sneered.
So, they are a family.
"A family should stay together, neat and tidy."
He muttered, pointing at the pit. "Two choices: you get in yourselves, or I kill you and then throw you in."
"You aren't police at all!" Raven shouted emotionally.
Mike chimed in with equal anger, "You should at least tell us why!"
"Exactly! Even if we die, we want to know why!" Gwen said with a face full of sorrow.
Clark: (-_-)
Overacting...
He truly had no way to deal with his dramatic family!
He turned his head to glare at Sheriff Charlie, shouting angrily, "If you dare to do this, this matter will be in the newspapers tomorrow! It will spread across the world!"
Sheriff Charlie narrowed his eyes. "What did you say?"
"Ha!" Clark said triumphantly. "I know there are hundreds of bodies down here. Before I came, I drafted an email detailing everything here. If I don't deal with it by a set time, it will be sent to some very important figures and the media. So, you have to let us go!"
"What did you say!?"
Sheriff Charlie looked at Clark in fury and punched him in the stomach.
Clark froze for a moment...
"Ah!"
He let out a miserable scream, clutched his stomach, and curled up.
Seeing this, Mike and the other two looked speechless.
"That acting is terrible!" Mike muttered softly.
Raven and Gwen nodded, looking equally disdainful.
Clark, keenly noticing their expressions, felt the corner of his mouth twitch.
"Damn it! You'll ruin this place!"
Sheriff Charlie screamed at Clark in rage, looking like an ant on a hot pan. The surrounding officers also glared at them with hatred, gritting their teeth.
These people, who hadn't shown a ripple of emotion about murdering people...
Watching their expressions, Clark felt puzzled but spoke calmly, "So, let us go! As long as you let us go, those emails won't be sent!"
"Hah!"
Sheriff Charlie panted heavily, his eyes red as he looked at Clark and Mike's family.
"Let you go? Don't joke! The secret here cannot be spoken!"
Saying this, he waved to his subordinates, revealing a sinister smile. "Take this reporter to the other side! As long as he doesn't talk, bury one of his family members!"
"Hiss!"
Gwen sucked in a breath of cold air.
This man is terrifying!
She had originally thought that after hearing Clark's words, they would let them go. But the enemy was even more ruthless than she imagined!
Clark's eyes also changed slightly.
Who knows how many people a man like this has harmed!
Just thinking about it made him furious.
He looked coldly at Sheriff Charlie and said to Mike, "Dad, I'm going to make a move."
Mike scratched his hair.
"Oh!"
Whatever. Once the game goes too far, it's not fun anymore.
Following Clark's words, Sheriff Charlie realized the family in front of him had changed.
It was as if they had transformed from weak lambs into prehistoric beasts—no, something even more terrifying!
A trace of fear flashed in his eyes, and he couldn't help but take two steps back.
"You..."
He barely got one word out before his vision went black, and he fainted.
Whoosh!
It looked as if Clark hadn't moved at all, still standing in his original spot. Yet, the officers surrounding them had all collapsed, unconscious.
A second later, Clark looked at the four of them and said helplessly, "Stop playing. Let's settle this quickly, or it will delay your trip."
"Uh, are you sure you aren't just afraid of delaying your date with sister Hope?" Gwen asked, her face full of suspicion.
"Date!" Little Lamb repeated.
"Sigh, I haven't seen you in so long, that's why I came up with this method just to see your face."
The sorrow of an old father.
Clark: "..."
Why does he make it sound like I'm an unfilial son?
"Stop messing around." Raven laughed and nudged Mike.
Mike flicked his finger, and a playing card dissolved into the air.
In the next second, invisible psychic energy emerged and invaded Sheriff Charlie's mind.
What exactly is going on here?
He was genuinely curious now.
Under the influence of the psychic power, Mike quickly understood the situation.
This used to be an ordinary small town.
Because of poor transportation, the lives of the residents weren't great. As time went on, residents began to move away one after another.
At this rate, the town would eventually disappear—something the elderly locals, whose families had lived here for generations, could not accept.
So, one night, the elders, the town police, and the town officials gathered under the Mayor's summons.
Unable to change the situation themselves, they pinned their hopes on an ethereal "God."
Interestingly enough, after performing a ritual to communicate with this God, they actually received a response.
However, if they wanted this God's help, they needed to provide offerings: human flesh and souls.
At first, they were troubled. Still possessing a conscience, they didn't dare think about it, let alone do it.
But when someone suggested trying it with a murderer, the Mayor and some others were tempted.
Finally, after a vote, they killed the criminal and offered him to that God.
Then, they saw results.
The next day, the number of strangers visiting the town increased abnormally.
Seeing the effect, they began sacrificing a criminal every so often.
After the major criminals were gone, they started sacrificing those whose crimes didn't deserve death, like petty thieves.
Finally, when they ran out of criminals, they turned their thoughts to the homeless and tourists who behaved poorly.
From there, it spiraled out of control...
Eventually, anyone who suspected the town, witnesses who noticed anomalies, and even normal tourists became their targets.
(End of Chapter)