Our family is in decline

Chapter 115 Word Control

"you……"

Of course Disma understands what the woman means. You can offend him, but what does it mean to offend the lord?

Just when he was about to speak, he was interrupted by Lance raising his hand.

"Money is not an issue, let's talk about it after we get in."

Come on, Lance pulled the woman and walked in. It would be troublesome to make a noise and attract too much attention in this environment.

"Ouch~ What are you doing~ Let me go!"

The woman also realized that something was wrong and twisted her arm to get away, but Lance let go of her hand without any intention of forcing her.

But at this time, the woman found that the other two men had followed her, and then closed the door behind her back.

When Lance came in, he glanced at the room immediately. It was obvious that it was shabby and shabby, and there was no place to hide anyone.

But he discovered something very unexpected on one side. There was a baby in the rattan vegetable basket in the corner.

What's happening here?

When the woman saw Lance walking towards the child, she immediately started questioning him.

"What do you want to do?"

"Are you taking the kids out to do it?"

Not to mention that Lance couldn't understand it, even Disma, who was well-informed, had never seen such a situation.

"I want you to take care of it!" The woman looked weird, with an inexplicable anger. "If you want to play, give me money. If you don't want to play, get out!"

Lance didn't care about her reaction at all, and took advantage of her quarrel to move forward and pick up the child.

"Boy or girl?"

The woman instinctively wanted to snatch her child back, but when she saw Lance looking at the gentle smile on the child's face, she immediately made a move and subconsciously responded.

"It's a girl."

"A very cute child." At this point, the smile on his face turned helpless, "But she shouldn't be in this place."

Lance said, looking up at the woman and asking, "Tell us, what's going on?"

He didn't speak in a commanding tone, it was more like chatting, but in the ears of women, she obeyed unconsciously.

"It's all my own fault, I can't blame others..."

It's very simple. If you get pregnant out of wedlock, in this religiously controlled environment, you will naturally be kicked out of the house by your parents and discriminated against by the people around you.

As for the child's father, he was okay at first, but when the child was born and saw that it was a girl, he didn't care about the mother and daughter, so she was forced to do this kind of business.

No matter where you do this kind of thing, you will be discriminated against, so no one with some self-respect will do this.

In fact, most people who become prostitutes are forced by life and have no other means of making a living.

"What exactly do you do?"

The woman asked again and again, and Lance raised his head slightly to signal to the man.

"We are not looking for you. As for why you asked him."

The man also understood what it meant, so he started talking and told the situation.

When the woman heard that the person living across the street was actually a member of a cult, she was immediately stunned. Of course she knew how serious the accusation was, but she would be burned at the stake.

"Are many girls missing in the town recently? It's the work of those cultists. They are holding sacrificial rituals. More and more people are depraved. Soon the whole town will be controlled by them, and everyone will be killed. Light sacrifice, including you and the child.”

"Let's hurry up and notify the church. There is a church in the center of the town!" The woman reacted and immediately asked for help. It could be seen that the church's rule was very successful, and they were accustomed to placing their hopes on the church.

But Lance didn't allow this kind of thought to spread in his territory, and immediately gave a low drink.

"The cult has spread in the town, and the church will definitely wipe it out. Do you want you and your children to be burned on the stake?"

The woman didn't understand this either. She blindly needed a spiritual support. She looked at Lance blankly and begged for mercy: "Then what should we do?"

"Don't worry, we came here specifically to deal with this matter. As long as you do what I say, I guarantee you will be fine."

As he spoke, Lance handed the child over and said with a sincere expression:

"For your sake and for the sake of the children, cooperate with us to find those cultists and save this town."

The woman was in a daze, staring blankly at the baby in Lance's hand, then slowly stretched out her trembling hand to take it, tears streaked on her face because of fear, and she spoke with a choked voice.

"I see……"

Lance observed that he regarded everyone in the town as a cultist from the beginning, and this woman was no exception, so he checked the environment as soon as he entered the door, and then directly snatched the child.

However, he found that the child was normal and showed no signs of corruption. At the same time, the woman's reaction was also very ordinary. He was sure that he was not a cultist but an ordinary person who had been implicated.

Otherwise, the recursion will not be the child but the knife~

Combined with the current situation, those cultists are still afraid to show their faces, and it should be just a small-scale corruption.

Lance, who is not familiar with this place at all, urgently needs to control someone who is familiar with the local area, and this woman is a good target.

She lacks the support of her family and is desperate for reality. She also has the obvious weakness of her child. Now she is in a stage where she needs to rely on.

Lance caught her emotions, and did not rush to comfort her. Instead, he struck hard and let the news of the cult further impact her sanity. He secretly threatened her child's safety with his words, and finally comforted her and removed the object of her attachment from him. The church turns to itself.

In fact, Lance was praising her severely, but she didn't know it, and instead pinned her hopes on Lance.

Everyone uses similar methods. If his cult can develop followers, why can't he develop one himself?

"Who lives across the street?"

"It's in the warehouse of the Front Street store,"

"Who do you usually hang out with? Have you noticed anything unusual?"

"I don't know, but now that I think of it, no one has been seen coming in or out during this period."

She didn't know much, and Lance wasn't surprised.

After all, the cult chose horse bandits to arrest people instead of doing it themselves, which shows that they are also afraid of being exposed. If it was really that easy to crack, it wouldn't be so many people who went missing and couldn't be found.

"Sir, what should we do now?"

"Wait~" Lance thought for a moment and said slowly, "The sacrifices they kidnapped must be sacrificed. By then, all the cultists in the town will gather. If we follow, we can kill all the cultists in one pot."

Some things cannot be rushed, but at this stage Lance needs to understand the power structure of the town.

"What's going on in your town?"

Lance also roughly understood as the woman told her story.

In fact, the situation here is similar to that of Hamlet. The mayor manages the town, and several farmers control several farms around the town.

There is also oppression from all sides. Although the conditions are a bit more difficult for ordinary people, they can still survive without being robbed by bandits.

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