perfect savior

Chapter 80 People Who Don't Give Up
"Why, Michael, don't you see the danger hidden in the Schmidt family?"

Still in the office with strict security measures, Andrew's face sank, looking at his friend and immediate boss in front of him:

"Give me authority and manpower, let me be in charge of the Schmidt family, and I will pull this poisonous nail out of Seattle!"

"Poisonous nails?" Michael smiled wryly:
"You mean, the Schmidt family, whose businesses are all over Washington State, supports 17% of Seattle's total economy, and spends more than $5 million on charity every year, is a poisonous nail?"

"Don't talk about those useless ones, because of this, the damage they may cause is immeasurable! God, I can't imagine what the Schmidt family will do... At least, they must all be supervised !"

"Andrew, it's useless." Michael said with a wry smile:
"The day before yesterday, just after your interrogation ended, the big shots above received Edward. They had a good chat and even finalized the general direction of the cooperative research!"

"Research? It won't be the one I thought..."

"Well, Edward Schmidt promised that in the not-too-distant future, the Schmidt family will cooperate with the government to conduct extraordinary research. Because of this, various departments now give green lights to their family...including FSIA."

"Damn it! A bunch of moths who don't care about the safety of citizens!" Andrew was panting heavily, gnashing his teeth:

"Aren't you afraid of angering the temple by doing this? The task of the tester Olivia Roberts is to wipe out the moths in Seattle!"

"You said it yourself, it's [Trialist], she's obviously not a regular member, right? Maybe her judgment is wrong? And it's not like, if a small character comes out of the temple randomly, we have to bow our heads and obey our ears?" Michael paused, then continued:
"This is a game to some extent. Maybe we will obey the temple. This girl Olivia is indeed a good person. Maybe she is right, but she... has no such weight."

"Michael, we're not talking about a power game, we're talking about the safety of fucking citizens!"

"Hey, don't get angry at me." Michael spread his hands helplessly:
"I'm fine with speaking in FSIA, but now this situation..."

"I know, I don't have enough ability and status, right?" Andrew stood up abruptly, and the chair was knocked far away by him:

"I'll track it down."

"Okay, originally this is your duty, but from now on, FSIA will not provide you with extraordinary assistance, don't even think about armed helicopters and armored vehicles."

"Humph."

Andrew pushed open the door and strode away.

He returned to his office, where the members of the team were already waiting for him.

"We will continue to investigate, but the above will not give full support. Hey, if something happens, at most they will collect a corpse for us."

The players were just having fun, and no one proposed to leave the team.

"You are all good." Andrew's expression moved:

"Rest assured, the investigation will be difficult, but there should be no danger to life. The current situation is beneficial to the Schmidt family, and they will not act rashly."

Andrew explained the next action plan, and everyone dispersed to prepare separately.

Except Elroy.

The tall young man with blue-gray eyes looked at Andrew with a playful smile:

"Colonel, when are you going to send me back to prison?"

"You performed very well, Elroy. Thanks to you, we were able to find Olivia so quickly." Andrew patted him on the shoulder:

"As long as you don't commit any more crimes, you can stay with the FSIA... Oh, yes, the tracker behind your molars last night showed that you went to the suburbs of Seattle? Be careful, you have not fully trusted by the FSIA."

"Hey, I ran into Ms. Right that night at the bar, and you know what, man, I'm still pumping!"

"It's really a classic quote from a scumbag."

"Ha ha……"

……

Olivia tied up her long blonde hair, put on a baseball cap, and walked on the street.

This pedestrian street is four kilometers away from the Schmidt Building. It is a bustling place in Seattle, where almost all world-renowned brands have their stores.

However, the purpose of the blonde beauty here is not to shop.

Walking on the street, she couldn't help but look up at the Schmidt Building in the distance.

The bullet-shaped skyscraper has been completely cordoned off in recent days, and Edward Schmidt's impeccable cooperation has left no room for criticism.

Olivia snorted softly, turned to the back alley of a store, lifted the manhole cover with brute force, and jumped down.

Like a cat, she landed lightly and walked straight forward.

Most of the urban sewer systems in North America are very spacious. Although they are relatively dark, the faint flowing water and the enclosed space create a lonely but tense atmosphere.

This is also the reason why many big directors like to rent the underground waterways of North American cities to shoot action movies. Such places are a natural hotbed of crime and violence.

Olivia walked quietly, approaching the Schmidt Building along the underground waterway.

She never doubted her own judgment. Although in the interrogation room that day, Edward explained the whole thing very well with his eloquence, but Olivia will never forget the first time they met at the base of the Schmidt Building. , the air of evil thoughts entwined around the old man...

And that aggressive bug smell.

But this time, the blond beauty was obviously a lot more cautious. The opponent was a big family that had been prepared for a long time, and it was very likely to set a trap again. She turned her "spiritual sense" to the maximum and moved slowly.

After four and 10 minutes, she traveled one kilometer and chose to stop temporarily.

Olivia took out the prepared food and ate a few bites in the sewer. During the process, she also took out a map of Seattle's underground water system and drew it with a pen.

Soon, she replenished her strength, put the map in her pocket, and moved forward again.

But this time, she didn't advance very long.

In an inconspicuous corner, she accidentally found a simple shack with dirty beds, knives, pans and other daily necessities. Olivia even saw a small generator.

This is the home of a homeless man, and it is quite warmly furnished. Olivia smiled lightly, and when she was about to leave, she inadvertently splashed blood on the ground.

It was a large puddle of coagulated blood. The blood had dried into a brittle solid, swarthy, and had long since lost the iron smell.

Olivia walked up quickly, and lightly wiped it with her finger, and the belly of her finger was dyed black and red.

On it, the catkin-like traces of evil thoughts and life are clearly visible.

"The Schmidt family... killed people in Seattle's underground sewers?"

For some reason, the blond beauty shuddered.

　The writing of these chapters is very dissatisfied, and the state is not good. I will update QAQ today.
　　
　
(End of this chapter)