Interstellar: Conquering Crazy Commanders with Food

Chapter 234 Frozen Age
Claire sat on the bench outside, with a normal expression and said: "I'm self-defense, isn't there surveillance in the store? They want to beat those girls to death if they can't moleste them."

"You are important property, don't put yourself in danger easily." The superior on the other end of the phone was a little helpless.

The corner of Claire's lips rose, "You don't need me to go to the prison, do you?"

"We'll fix it."

"Thank you."

Claire stood up and went back to the house.

After hanging up the phone, several military officers sitting around looking at the first-hand surveillance data looked at each other in blank dismay.

"Her identity information never said that she could fight. Who did she learn these killing skills from?"

A military officer said meaningfully: "She still has reservations about us, and she will protect the world she has been to?"

"Continue to observe her secretly, and pass all the information to Fifth Street for them to come over and decipher."

Andrew arrived home before dinner with a newspaper.

"There are several cheaper houses for sale." He happily slapped the newspaper on the table, "It's definitely a bargain for us."

Claire took the newspaper and glanced at the relevant property listings on the paper, stuffed a piece of chicken into his mouth and read out vaguely, "Murder house, foreclosure house, ghost house, murder gathering area"

She raised her eyebrows, raised her eyelids and looked at Andrew, "It's all so dangerous, so there's nothing normal?"

"Our current deposit is only enough to buy these." Andrew shrugged, "I went on a field trip, and they are all single-family villas, and some of them have large yards."

"What about security?" Claire asked.

Andrew thought for a moment, "Choose a ghost house. It's in a wealthy area, and the security is fine."

Donna picked up the napkin and wiped her mouth, "I don't know if the bloodstains and corpses in these houses have been cleaned up, but I only accept clean rooms."

Claire tilted her head, her pupils dilated slightly, "I thought you would be scared."

Donna's eyes narrowed, with a few lines of laughter at the end of her eyes, she leaned towards her and touched her face, "I've been through too many heart-stirring experiences with you, Claire, what do you think I'm afraid of? Ghost? ? I can punch one with one punch."

Facing her loving eyes, Claire smiled, and she also leaned her body and touched Donna's forehead, "I will protect you, then let's choose one with a yard, closer to the shop."

Half a month later, they successfully bought a four-story haunted house that is well-known around the town. The large lawn overgrown with weeds outside is withered and barbaric. Just the dark red brick walls with faded colors and the dark cellar give off a gloomy atmosphere. Enough to surround a family.

"We have to install enough heating equipment, and that's a lot of money." Andrew stood on the porch rubbing his hands. "The furniture also needs to be replaced. It's all moldy."

Claire stood in the haystack, looking up at the oak tree with bare branches, the crumbling autumn leaves fell from the bare trunk, she raised her hand to catch them, her eyes twinkling, "How about we go buy a poodle? "

The wind picked up, bringing the movement of the yellow grass from rustling.

Andrew turned his head, "Dog?"

"Well, dog."

Buying this house took all the family's savings, and the remaining money was only enough to weed and paint the walls. The family originally planned to live in the cabin in the woods until they could save enough money for interior decoration, but Claire The incident of helping others was accidentally reported by the media, and the video of her shooting people with a knife as a dart was spread on Twitter.

For a while, Donna's knitting business and her small cake milk tea counter were extremely popular, and customers were willing to pay money and a lot of tips in the store just by taking a photo with the heroine.

This is not the first time for Claire to do this. She is very skilled in accepting interviews with a smile on her face, and soon became a local Internet celebrity.

Hearing that their families were poor, the local politicians even sent a sum of condolence money, and the families of the injured girls also came to express their gratitude with money.

In just a few days, Claire and Donna earned the previous year's living expenses, and there was still a lot to spare.

The family's worrying decoration expenses were settled, and even when Claire went out to buy furniture, everyone in the mall was willing to give her the lowest discount.

By the end of the year they have finished decorating the entire big house, and they still have money in their pockets.

Claire raised a white Labrador, which she bought shortly after taking over the house. Now at the end of the year, its size has skyrocketed and changed surprisingly, and its noisy personality has changed into a satisfyingly well-behaved, housekeeper. The hospital's ability is also good, and captured a few men who tried to pretend to be ghosts and climb through the windows to intimidate them.

After some investigation, they learned that they were in the same group as the agent who sold the house to Claire, and the purpose was just to earn agency fees for multiple transfers.

The haunting incident never happened again after these people were captured and handed over to the police station.

Claire likes to sit on the tidied lawn when she has nothing to do, with the dog lying on her feet and enjoying the sunshine with a book in her hand.

Not surprisingly, such days will continue until death.

Life is complete, but the longing and love buried deep in her heart occasionally make her feel lonely and empty.

When Claire was 30 years old, she first suspected that something was wrong with her physical condition.

That's when Andrew accidentally runs into his girlfriend on a date with her.

The entrance of the movie theater at night is very lively, the motorcyclist is racing in circles on the street after the rain, and she has just finished her shop opening for a day and is riding a bicycle to go home.

The weather in winter is heavy with snow.

Claire slammed on the brakes and stopped under the street lights, and called out to the big man standing alone at the entrance of the theater.

"Andrew?"

He turned his head and saw Claire, who was only wearing an apricot-colored thin windbreaker, riding a bicycle parked in the cold wind, and immediately strode over.

"Why do you wear so little?"

He walked up to her with a face full of blame, took off his scarf and wrapped it around her.

"Just came out of the kitchen, it's too hot." Claire didn't refuse his brother's kindness, and asked again, "What are you doing here? Watching a movie?"

Before Andrew could answer, an angry and sharp female voice followed closely, "Andrew! What are you doing!"

Claire panicked when she saw Andrew's expression, and looked towards the source of the voice. The blonde girl who had just bought two drinks came towards him angrily.

"No, Anthea, she's mine"

Before he had a chance to say the word "sister", Andrew was poured down by two glasses of iced Coke.

"Damn it, you can pick up girls while I'm shopping for food?!" The girl turned her head and glanced fiercely at Claire, "Still underage?"

"You're shameless!" She turned around and slapped Andrew's face again.

Claire pursed her lips, holding back a gloating smile to explain the misunderstanding, "I'm Andrew's sister Claire, thank you for complimenting me like an underage."

Andrew held the blonde girl's hand and said helplessly, "She is my sister, Anthea, she is 30 years old."

"You lied to a ghost!"

Seeing that the two were about to quarrel, Claire didn't want her younger brother's girlfriend to be blown away because of her, so she took off her backpack, rummaged through it to find her wallet, took out her ID card and handed it to the girl, "Exactly Say, I'm going to be 31 this year after Christmas."

Anthea took her ID card, and her anger felt as if a basin of cold water had been poured down her heart.

She held up the ID card to her face in extreme surprise, and finally confirmed that she was indeed Andrew's sister.

The atmosphere suddenly became awkward.

"As I said earlier, she is very young, and she thought she was my sister when she went out." Andrew sighed.

Claire hasn't changed a bit when he grew up all these years, and he's jealous of that skin.

"Sorry, Claire, I." Anthea glanced at him flusteredly, and explained somewhat helplessly, "You are so young, you look like a college student."

"I'm very happy." Claire didn't mind at all, she opened her hands with a smile and gave her a hug, "It's just a wonderful misunderstanding, I like it very much."

Andrew took off his Coke-stained coat and hung it in his arms, "It's all right now, I'm going to watch Zombie Battle Royale with a taste of Coca-Cola in it."

"I'll go back and wash you." Anthea said awkwardly.

Claire ignored him, but just patted Anthea on the shoulder, "I welcome you to my house this Christmas."

Anthea blushed, and whispered sorry again.

The movie was about to start, Claire smiled and watched the two reconcile and go away, and vaguely heard Anthea exclaim in a low voice, "Andrew, your sister is too young, and her skin is even better than mine, it's really unscientific."

Claire touched her face, her eyes thoughtful.

This is not her illusion. It has been almost 8 years since she gave birth, and her appearance has not changed a bit, not even the freckles and skin color changes after sun exposure.

Thinking of following the principles of natural laws, she has never been to a beauty salon for skin treatments, and her current physical condition seems to be frozen.

Is it an illusion?

Everyone around her is getting mature and aging a little bit, but she didn't react at all when she was supposed to go with the flow of time. Is it because she drank nutrient solution for a long time before, which made her body resist aging?
Claire couldn't figure out why.

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"I don't need to go on a blind date, Mom." Claire held a photo of the man forced into her hand, her eyes full of helplessness.

"Andrew is preparing to propose for Christmas soon, and you also need a husband who will take care of you." Donna was very firm on the issue of her happiness.

"I have a husband." Claire raised her hand, shining the wedding ring on her ring finger.

In the past few years, except for bathing, she has taken it to sleep, hoping to see Cassius in her sleep, but unfortunately she can't dream anymore, she has never dreamed of him and Clasius.

"Claire." Donna stood up hugging the thin blanket on her lap, walked to the sofa where she was sitting and sat down, patted the back of her smooth white hand with a callused hand, "How many years? He may have married again wife."

"When Andrew starts a family, what should you do if you are alone? I can't be with you forever."

(End of this chapter)