Humans are omnivorous animals, consuming both meat and vegetables, which makes it hard to categorize them, but most human meat definitely wouldn’t impress in the animal kingdom.
Therefore, cannibalism is absurd.
Unless they are severely psychologically ill, no one would want to eat their own kind.
Brian suspected that the Black Light Biotechnology Company had intentionally released some research result (a special virus), which only affected the daughter of the other party.
In any case, that little monster had been deliberately cultivated!
Faced with Brian’s questions,
the man on the ground, already tortured to the point of being nearly delirious, spoke weakly, "Yes, I suspected that what happened to my daughter was orchestrated by those people. They even put a collar around my daughter’s neck, but I had no choice. I just wanted my daughter to be with me, and for that, I was willing to become a demon among men."
The tail wags the dog.
Brian felt sympathy for the man’s plight, but even more so for those unlucky souls who had been turned into food by him and his daughter over the past thirty-plus years.
Seeing that the man was nearly gone, he hurriedly continued, "What does the ’HG’ on your daughter’s collar stand for?"
Brian felt the conversation was going off track.
Were the research personnel at the Black Light Biotechnology Company that juvenile?
The flesh on the ground coughed up a mass of blood:
"The abbreviation stands for my daughter’s code name.
They originally wanted to call my daughter Ghoul.
My little princess isn’t that disgusting thing!
Because after that Blood Moon thirty years ago, she never aged, so I took it upon myself to give my daughter the nickname ’Hit Girl.’
I hope one day she can remove that collar and destroy everyone at Black Light Technology... She looks a lot like her mother, who after her death, became my everything..."
His voice grew fainter and finally stopped completely.
A blood-red Obsession Little Ball emerged from the mass of flesh on the ground.
Brian remained silent for a moment before crushing the Obsession Little Ball.
Obsession of a hunchbacked old man: a family of three, together forever.
Gift One: thirteen Gift Energy points.
Gift Two: five Gift Energy points + mastery in plant cultivation.
At the end of this information, a mummified corpse hidden in another room surfaced in Brian’s mind.
A perfectly ordinary family, minding their own business, yet ended up in this ghastly state.
If it were before, completing one task could concurrently resolve two obsessions, hitting two birds with one stone, and even if the rewards from the obsession gift weren’t much, Brian would be pleased.
It’s like grabbing a red envelope, even if it’s just a few cents, it feels different.
Now, he couldn’t feel happy.
"Black Light Biotechnology..."
Brian muttered to himself.
This company had become disliked in his heart.
After briefly cleaning up the scene,
Brian packaged up the specimens, the man’s body, and the body of the little monster, then followed the exit of this underground space to the surface, where he buried their bodies under an unidentifiable small yellow flower.
His hands were faster at digging than any tool.
After about fifteen minutes.
Brian briefly covered up the traces at the scene and left.
Brian originally planned to report the little monster’s body to the NW.
That would conclude the case.
Now he decided not to do so.
Brian already had a plan for handling the situation.
He first went to where the battle had occurred and directly ignited the withered vegetation affected by the corrosive gas.
His Blood Flesh Corrosive Poison was incredibly effective; any residues of dissolved flesh and bones mixed with the soil, and with little flesh to deal with, the traces of corrosion were minimal. Burning the plants destroyed almost all remaining traces.
Outsiders could only tell that a battle had occurred, and could guess the approximate positions and conditions of the shooters from the ballistic marks, but they couldn’t discern Brian’s methods.
After finishing all of this, it was already past eleven at night.
There were no unusual occurrences around Harvest Town.
Brian continued to observe for a while before returning to the uninhabited house where he had placed Green.
He opened the window, looked up at the silver moon, and silently lit a cigarette.
The traces of the previous battle were almost entirely cleaned up.
For this case, he planned to play dead to test the reaction of the Black Light Biotechnology Company.
Until the sky brightened outside.
Harvest Town was still free of outsiders.
Brian gazed in the direction of the garden estate and noticed no unusual activities.
The anesthetic on Green had worn off, but he was still deeply asleep.
The guy slept soundly.
Brian withdrew his gaze, stroked his chin, and pondered, "Why haven’t my two obsessions been resolved yet? Could it be related to the reaction of the Black Light Biotechnology Company?"
he sent a message to Susan, conveying the information he had gained from the sheriff of Harvest Town the previous day, and asked Susan to contact the local agency to fax an assistance order to the town’s sheriff.
It’s like a whore trying to display a saintly sign.
Though Brian was playing dead for this case to probe into the Black Light Biotechnology Company, the necessary procedures still had to be followed.
Relying on his identity as a Dawn Warrior, he didn’t believe the Black Light Biotechnology Company would dare to lay a hand on