The next day, Roy was driving the girls to school and saw Sheriff Hughes blocking the road again.
"Hey, Sheriff Hughes, what's going on now?"
Sheriff Hughes had deep dark circles under his eyes, clearly having not slept well last night.
"Don't even mention it, last night was a complete mess! First, there was a sudden explosion at the Gospel Sanitarium, which started a wildfire. Then, three high school students were found dead in their bedrooms under bizarre circumstances. I was woken up in the middle of the night and have been busy ever since, haven't had a break yet!"
Roy and the girls exchanged a look, immediately realizing that Freddy had been working overtime last night and had quite a few "achievements."
No wonder Freddy's power had increased so much!
Roy pretended not to know anything and comforted Sheriff Hughes.
"I don't think this is your fault, Sheriff Hughes."
Sheriff Hughes shrugged.
"Thanks, Roy! But I'm not that fragile. It's just going to be a tiring couple of days. My job should be done once the FBI arrives."
The FBI is coming?
Roy's heart skipped a beat, and he thought of a certain beautiful female FBI agent.
However, the state police definitely couldn't handle the Gospel Sanitarium case, and the county police didn't have the jurisdiction, so they definitely had to call in the federal police.
America's police system is quite complex, generally divided into federal police, state police, and county police.
State police and county police cannot enforce laws across districts. State police seem to have more authority than county police, but because the quality of American police departments depends on the tax revenue of their jurisdiction, state police in rural areas are generally less powerful than county police in cities.
As for federal police, they report directly to the federal government, which is the commonly known FBI. They are the ones with cross-district law enforcement power within America.
"I see, Sheriff Hughes, good luck!"
Hughes watched Roy drive away, muttering to himself.
"Another one? This kid is too damn good!"
Oak High School officially started classes today, but all the students were a bit distracted.
Because those with good information, like Roy and his group, already knew about the three students who had tragically died at home.
It has to be said that Oak High School has been having a bit of bad luck lately. Just a few days ago, there was an explosion in the auditorium that killed one student, and now three more students have died in their own homes.
You could see that the principal's hair was visibly thinning.
After the first class, Wade approached Roy.
"Boss Roy, are you looking for zopiclone? Is it related to those three dead students?"
This kid is quite sharp, noticing something from Roy's attitude towards zopiclone yesterday.
Now that the two were partners, Roy didn't hide anything from him. After all, if Wade died, he would have to find another drug dealer.
"It's somewhat related."
Roy told him about Freddy.
If anyone else said something like this, Wade would definitely think they were crazy, but he believed Roy one hundred percent.
"Holy crap! I've had similar dreams before. Luckily, I was too excited last night and couldn't fall asleep, otherwise, I might have been one of those three students!"
Roy really didn't know about this. He could only say Wade was lucky.
"Then you also need to take zopiclone. As long as you don't dream, you can avoid Freddy coming after you."
Zopiclone is a very effective fast-acting sleeping pill. Gospel Sanitarium had prepared a lot of this drug, so Wade still had quite a bit on hand.
Wade nodded repeatedly, then suddenly remembered something.
"Boss Roy, are there many other people at school who have dreamed about that Freddy?"
"I asked yesterday, and at least a dozen students have had dreams about Freddy, but I didn't expect this guy to make a move so quickly."
"Then can I sell zopiclone or other fast-acting sleeping pills to them?"
Roy looked at Wade. This guy was truly a business genius, already thinking of ways to make money so quickly.
"You can try, but it's best not to go too far. I heard the FBI will be arriving in Waterfall Town soon."
Hearing this, Wade immediately became a bit timid. The FBI's reputation was still quite intimidating.
"Thank you, Boss Roy. I'll be careful."
Wade left, and Roy guessed that he wouldn't give up on this money-making plan, and it could also save a few lives.
After all, they were classmates and fellow townsfolk.
Roy was about to return to the classroom when his phone suddenly rang.
The phone number displayed on the screen made Roy's expression a little strange.
"Hello, Sister Saltana, why did you suddenly think of calling me?"
That's right, it was Saltana Rivera, a senior agent from the Federal Emergency Agency (FEA).
"Can't I call you if there's nothing wrong?"
Huh, this sentence sounds familiar. Have I said this before?
"Ahem! Just kidding! Roy, do you live in Waterfall Town near Austin?"
"Yeah, what's the problem?"
"I just received a case that happened in your area. I wanted to ask if you know anything about it."
Roy's expression became strange. Could it be that Saltana took over Freddy's case?
Didn't they say the FBI was coming?
But thinking about it carefully, Freddy's way of killing was indeed bizarre. It was possible that after the state police submitted it to the FBI, it was then transferred by the FBI to the FEA, which specializes in supernatural cases.
Since it's a familiar face handling the case, that makes things easier.
Roy's eyes rolled, and he started thinking about how to get the most benefit out of this.
"Well, I do know some inside information."
Hearing this, Saltana's voice on the other end of the phone suddenly became serious.
"Really? I can arrive in Waterfall Town this afternoon. Let's meet then!"
After speaking, Saltana hung up the phone. This woman was really impatient.
Roy shook his head helplessly.
In the afternoon, Roy took Jennifer and Niddy home, and then picked up Emma from elementary school and brought her to his house.
Ever since Roy drove Emma once, the little loli had strongly requested that Roy pick her up, so he became Emma's personal driver.
"Emma, have you had any strange dreams lately?"
"Strange dreams? Brother Roy, what kind of dreams are considered strange?"
"Uh, like an old wooden house, and three little girls jumping rope and singing nursery rhymes in front of the house."
Emma wrinkled her nose slightly.
"Why would I have such childish dreams?"
Roy was speechless. An eight-year-old actually thought Freddy's dreams were childish.
However, this also showed that Freddy's claws hadn't reached the elementary school students yet.
This made Roy think of a possibility: Freddy was likely using Nancy as an anchor point to target the young people around her.
Most of the people Roy had previously discovered who were having nightmares had contact with Nancy.
"Alright, we're home. Can you tell Mom and Dad that I have plans tonight and won't be eating at home?"
"Okay, Brother Roy!"
Roy didn't expect that this meeting wouldn't just be with Saltana; she also brought Elena.
"Ms. Scott, I didn't expect you to come too!"
Roy reached out and shook hands with both of the older sisters.
"What, you're only welcoming Saltana and not me? And calling me Ms. Scott!"
Unexpectedly, Elena started being sarcastic with Roy right away, her expression like a jealous little girlfriend.
"Then can I just call you Sister Elena?"
"That's more like it, but I hope you use the same sweet tone you use for Saltana when you call me."
Saltana couldn't stand this and couldn't help but pat Elena's shoulder.
It seemed that the two had a very close relationship, likely more than just work colleagues. They might even be good friends in private.
"Elena, tone it down! Don't scare the kid!"
"Hehe, so you're already feeling sorry for your little lover? No wonder you were in such a hurry to ask me to help him that day!"
"Why are you still talking about that!"
Saltana finally couldn't hold back and started playfully fighting with Elena.
The scene of two beautiful older sisters with ample chests playfully fighting was naturally a feast for the eyes, making Roy's eyes wander for a moment, not knowing where to focus.
Feeling Roy's burning gaze, Elena restrained herself a bit and didn't continue the playful fight.
"Alright, alright, no more playing around! Actually, I came for another case, the explosion at the Gospel Sanitarium on the edge of your town."
Because the forests around Waterfall Town were relatively damp, the explosion at the Gospel Sanitarium ultimately didn't cause a large-scale wildfire.
However, the FBI still needed to come and investigate the cause of the explosion. Since Elena was in Austin, the case fell into her hands.
But Roy was still a bit curious.
"Has the Night Stalker case been closed?"
Because there was no news about it in the media, Roy could only ask Elena for information.
Elena looked helpless.
"That case was called off by the higher-ups. I'm currently in a lull period, so the Gospel Sanitarium case fell into my lap."
Sure enough, the dark web had considerable influence within the government. No wonder they were so unscrupulous.
However, in a society like America, they fear exposure. Even a squid will be turned into dried squid strips if exposed to light.
If Keller could expose their deeds, then the dark web would be finished.
Although the process would definitely be fraught with danger, it might be better for Roy to physically eliminate this disgusting organization.
"Uh, Sister Elena, the Gospel Sanitarium case might also disappoint you."
As soon as Roy said this, Elena frowned.
"Do you know something about this, kid?"
"Let's sit down and talk slowly."
The three of them chose to meet at a high-end restaurant in Waterfall Town, a place where it was impossible to get a reservation during peak tourist season.
It was still some time before the peak season, so the restaurant was relatively quiet.
Because of Roy, the head chef of the restaurant personally cooked dinner for the three of them. This was a privilege he had gained after becoming a celebrity in Waterfall Town.
At the dinner table, Elena continued to ask the question from before. This woman was very similar to Saltana; they were both workaholics.
As soon as she heard that Roy knew some inside information, she couldn't help but start questioning him during the meal, even more eager than Saltana.
"Roy, tell me what you know!"
"If I tell you, you won't arrest me, will you?"
Hearing this, Elena smiled and glanced at Saltana.
"Don't worry, as long as you're not evading taxes in America, I won't arrest you."
Saltana patted Elena's thigh and then showed concern for Roy.
"Is the problem serious?"
Roy answered them in a joking tone, wanting to test their reaction.
"I killed over fifty people."
Saltana didn't hold on tight enough, and the fork in her hand fell onto the plate, making a very jarring sound.
Elena also put down her cutlery and looked at Roy seriously.
"Roy, you can't just say things like that casually. It's very dangerous!"
Roy observed Saltana's and Elena's expressions and felt that both female agents were on his side, so he told the truth.
"Last night, a friend and I went to the Gospel Sanitarium to visit another friend. When we arrived, we found that everyone in the hospital had been slaughtered, possibly because some dangerous mentally ill patients had escaped their rooms. I took care of those patients, but when my friend and I were about to escape, a well-trained group of mercenaries burst in. They killed anyone they saw and didn't give us a chance to explain.
The bomb that caused the explosion was also planted by those mercenaries. If you go to the entrance of the Gospel Sanitarium now, you should still be able to see the wreckage of the armored vehicle."
Elena frowned, quickly catching on to the key point.
"You didn't go to the sanitarium during the day, but at night? Sanitariums usually don't have visiting hours at night, do they?"
Roy spread his hands.
"I'm a student! I have classes during the day, so I can only go at night, but I made an appointment in advance."
Well, Wade made an appointment with his cousin Seth, so that counts as an appointment, right?
This explanation was reasonable enough, so Elena didn't doubt it anymore.
However, after learning such important information, Elena no longer felt like enjoying dinner.
"Saltana, Roy, I won't disturb your little romantic dinner. I wouldn't want you to blame me later."
"What are you talking about, Elena! Roy is still a kid!"
Hearing this, Roy quickly clarified.
"Ahem, after my birthday in June, I'll be 19."
This made Saltana blush a little. It seemed there was a difference in level even among older sisters.
Elena patted Roy's shoulder and gave him a thumbs up.
"Keep it up!"
With one less person, the dining atmosphere between Roy and Saltana suddenly became pink. The female agent silently ate her meal with her head down, not saying a word, but the blush on her face became more and more obvious.
At this time, the head chef even came over to help out, asking Roy if he wanted some red wine to liven things up.
"Then you'll have to ask this lady. If she doesn't arrest me, I might give it a try."
Roy was only 18 years old, and the legal drinking age in America is 21.
Saltana gave Roy a charming glare.
"Arresting minors for drinking doesn't fall under the jurisdiction of our FEA."
Roy snapped his fingers.
"Then let's do it!"
"No problem, I just happen to have a good bottle of red wine hidden here. It's perfect for accompanying the meal!"
After a few sips of red wine, Saltana's cheeks became even redder, and there was even some redness on her neck. It seemed that her courage had also grown a lot because of the alcohol.
"Roy, you're a supernatural being, aren't you?"
This question made the smile on Roy's face fade a little.
"Hmm—in what capacity are you asking me? As a senior agent of the FEA, or as my friend?"
Saltana looked at Roy seriously.
"Of course, as a friend!"