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Chapter 100 The Kind Couple’s Promise (asking for monthly ticket)

"Hey, listen man, I don't mean any harm."

When the whole world was turned upside down by the earth-shaking explosion in Fox River Prison, Rorschach, who had been on the run for who knows how long, was now confronting the "enemy".

Perhaps the word "enemy" is not quite appropriate to describe the other party. After all, the one who is grinning and growling viciously at Rorschach is... a dog.

A Border Collie, to be exact.

But strangely, it is different from the usual black and white Border Collie.

The Border Collie standing in front of Rorschach is not only much larger than the ordinary Border Collie, but also has a layer of silver hair from the sides of its cheeks to its entire body, which shines brightly in the moonlight.

Meteorite Border Collie?

After a brief standoff, Rorschach pointed helplessly at the sheepfold nearby. "Hey, buddy, the sheep you're guarding jumped out. I'm trying to drive them back for you out of kindness. You should be thanking me. Why are you being so aggressive?"

“Woof woof! Roar—woof!!!”

However, the sheepdog, which was tightly chained, refused to listen and continued to growl threateningly at Rorschach.

Rorschach was certain that if it weren't for the restraint of this iron chain, the other party would have already pounced on him with his bloody mouth wide open.

He looked at the house in front of him, which was lit with warm lights, and couldn't help licking his cracked lips.

After running for several hours, he was already thirsty and hungry.

However, judging from the current situation, the owner of the farm does not seem to intend to entertain this uninvited guest, and there is also a loyal sheepdog guarding the door.

Rorschach shrugged, smiled self-deprecatingly, turned around and prepared to find another way out.

Let's stop two cars on the highway first.
At this moment, the roar of a car engine suddenly came from not far away.

Rorschach frowned and looked, only to see at the end of his field of vision an old pickup truck driving towards them with ease.

Sitting in the driver's seat and the passenger seat were an elderly couple with silver hair.

"Logan... am I dazzled, or is there really an escaped prisoner in prison uniform standing at our door?" The old lady rubbed her eyes and asked in disbelief.

"I hope it's just your eyes, Jean."

Old man Logan had quietly placed his hands on his waist, his eyes fixed on Rorschach who was standing in front of his house.

After the old couple got out of the car, seeing them ready to draw their guns at any time, Rorschach did not make things difficult for them. He simply raised his hands in surrender.

"I'm sorry, I really didn't mean anything else. I was just passing by here and wanted to find some water to drink."

Rorschach explained softly, trying his best to force a kind smile, and then prepared to leave.

Enough innocent people have died at his hands tonight.

At this moment, looking at Rorschach's back, farmer Logan couldn't help but frown.

He first glanced at the sheepdog in the fence that was sticking out its tongue and grinning at him, and then looked at his own intact fence and gate.

After a pause, the old man said, "Boy."

Rorschach paused and turned to look. He saw the old man, dressed like a cowboy, shouting at him, "Do you think we're those stingy, selfish city people?"

After saying that, the old man opened the door and waved to Rorschach in a very cool manner. "Come in! Don't blame me for not warning you. The temperature is going to drop significantly tonight. If you hang around outside like this, you'll be frozen into a popsicle sooner or later."

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A few minutes later.

Rorschach was already sitting comfortably by the warm fireplace.

In order not to dirty the sofa, he deliberately sat on the floor, and next to him lay the silver Border Collie who had just bared its teeth and roared at him.

At this moment, this guy was rolling lazily on the ground, glancing at Rorschach with his clever eyes from time to time, as if wondering how this human could enter the house like himself.

Looking at its adorable appearance, Rorschach couldn't help but want to raise his hand and rub its head.

But as soon as he stretched out his hand, the little guy immediately opened his mouth, growled and glared at him, obviously still harboring deep hostility towards him.

"Brian! That's not how you treat your guests!"

The old man's voice, filled with some dissatisfaction, sounded at the right time.

When the vicious dog heard this, it immediately closed its fangs, put on a silly smile, and rubbed its head against the hostess who was slowly walking towards it with a cup of coffee.

Brian?
Hearing the name and looking at its funny appearance of being arrogant at first and respectful later, Rorschach couldn't help but shake his head and smile.

"I'm sorry, we don't often have visitors to our house, and Brian isn't used to you yet."

"No, actually I am the one who disturbed you."

Rorschach quickly took the coffee handed to him by the hostess and took a sip.

Suddenly, a warm current flowed from the throat to the whole body, dispelling the coldness in the body.

Old man Logan also walked over slowly, holding a set of clothes in his hand, and threw them on the sofa.

He pointed to the corridor and said, "Go take a shower, kid. You smell of blood. If you don't wash it off, don't expect Brian to treat you well."

Rorschach looked at the old couple who were serving coffee and delivering clothes, feeling puzzled.

He couldn't help but secretly open the [Eye of Judgment] and take a closer look.

There was white mist lingering above the couple's heads. There was no doubt that they were both good people.

Seeing this, Rorschach stopped worrying about it, said thank you, and walked into the shower room with his clothes.

After hearing the door close, the old woman couldn't help herself and asked her husband, "Is he the one on TV?"

Logan raised his hand to interrupt her and nodded slightly, but his eyes were always looking towards the shower room. It was unknown what he was thinking.

Soon, Rorschach finished washing his body carefully. When he returned to the living room, his previous prison uniform had been replaced with a dark red leather jacket, and his lower body was matched with jeans and leather boots. He looked brand new.

When the old lady Qin, who was arranging the meal, saw it, she was slightly startled and said with red eyes: "This suit really suits you." "Really? Is this what Mr. Logan wore when he was young?"

Rorschach looked down at himself and said jokingly, "It's just that my crotch is a little tight. I don't know why."

"Hahahaha" Qin immediately covered her mouth with her hands in laughter.

"Stop talking, kid. These are my son's clothes." Logan pointed at Rorschach and said seriously, "If they were mine, you would just feel like there was a plain in your crotch!"

"Hahaha."

Rorschach and Jean were both amused by Logan's words.

"Woof woof woof——!"

Brian at his feet also shouted excitedly, as if to prove his master's words.

At the dining table, Rorschach was enjoying the dinner that the couple had prepared specially for him.

As if they knew Rorschach was starving, they specially grilled three juicy steaks, added a bowl of golden and crispy fried chicken nuggets, and thoughtfully brought a dozen ice-cold beers.

Rorschach chatted with them casually about some trivial matters while eating. Both sides seemed to have tacitly agreed not to talk about Rorschach's background and the blood-stained prison uniform.

"There was a senior dance in town tonight that ended late and was quite a long way off, so we just got back now. Logan, you really need to consider getting a new car. That pickup truck is getting so old it's smoking."

"Nonsense! My car is as strong as I am! It just has a minor problem. I'll replace a few parts someday and it'll be as good as new again."

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Listening to their bickering, Rorschach showed a sincere smile from the heart, which was rare in these days.

He passed the remaining bone to Brian, who was spinning around at his feet and looking at him eagerly.
While the little guy was enjoying his meal, I took the opportunity to give it a good rub on the head.

"By the way, Logan." Rorschach asked casually while chewing the piece of meat in his mouth, "Where's your child? Why haven't I seen him? Is he working out of town?"

Hearing this, the couple's bickering stopped abruptly.

Logan shook his head, forced a smile and said, "He...he was gone last year because of an accident."

Shetrosha cursed silently.

He should have noticed it earlier, and he regretted asking questions that he shouldn't have asked.

But Logan seemed unconcerned. He lit a cigarette and spoke slowly, lost in his memories, "Maybe it was an accident, or maybe... it was some other reason. I can't remember clearly. I only know that when the government notified us, they didn't even find Jay's body, but said he was dead."

Rorschach frowned slightly and asked, "The body hasn't been found? Then how did they determine it?"

"There's something in the driver's license that proves Jay's identity."

Qin stared blankly out the window and explained softly, "They said that Jay had an accident. He accidentally hit the dock while surfing on a speedboat, and then there was an explosion, and his body sank into the sea. But..."

The kind old woman murmured to herself, "But my son couldn't possibly go surfing. He was out looking for our kidnapped granddaughter. He'd been looking for her for so many years and didn't even have time to go home. How could he possibly go surfing? No way, how could my child..."

"Don't say anymore, Jean." Logan interrupted his wife, shaking his head grimly, "Just treat it as an accident."

Qin nodded slightly and said no more.

Apparently, the subject was too heavy for their family.

"What's your granddaughter's name? Can you tell me?" Rorschach suddenly asked.

Jean looked at Logan, and when she saw her husband nod, she took off the necklace from her neck. On the pendant was a small round photo box.

After opening it, a photo of a girl with a sweet smile appeared in front of Rorschach.

"Her name is Liz. If she were still alive, she would be 24 years old now." Qin stroked the glass mirror, her eyes full of memories.

Rorschach looked at the girl in the photo, trying to imprint it deeply in his mind.

"I'll help you find out about your granddaughter outside." Rorschach looked up at the couple and promised seriously, "In the future, if I'm still alive, I'll do my best to help you find Liz."

Logan smiled after hearing this, then shook his head and said, "You still have your own difficulties to overcome, Rorschach."

Rorschach paused slightly as he was stroking Brian's head, then chuckled and said, "I guessed you'd recognized me."

Logan sighed and said, "At first I thought you were just a polite prison escapee. It wasn't until you entered the house and were under the light that I recognized you. Don't think too much, kid. In my eyes, you are a true hero for saving so many murdered children."

Rorschach looked deeply into the old man's eyes, his Adam's apple rolled, and his voice tightened a little: "Thank you, Logan, Jean. Thank you for your hospitality tonight. To be honest, this may be the most satisfying meal I have had in the past few years."

He rubbed Brian, who had become familiar with him, and stood up to say goodbye.

"and many more!"

The Logans stopped him at the same time.

The old man frowned and said, "Where can you go in this desolate mountain? The nearest town is dozens of miles away."

"That's perfect," Rorschach replied nonchalantly. "Wouldn't it be a shame not to use such a beautiful environment for camping?"

Qin gently pulled his sleeve and said, "Stay here, kid. Get some rest. My husband and I will help you keep an eye on the outside. Drive our pickup truck south before dawn. That's the Indian reservation, and the police rarely go there."

Hearing this, Logan looked at his wife in surprise. He sighed and shook his head helplessly: "Did you hear that? Tomorrow my old friend will belong to you."

"Woof woof——!"

Brian, standing by, also held a bone in his mouth and looked at Rorschach with a silly smile, his tail slapping the floor happily.

After a moment's silence, Rorschach finally let down his guard. "Well, it seems I can only bother you for a few more hours."

He was truly exhausted, his legs feeling as heavy as if they were filled with lead.

What Rorschach didn't know was that while he was having dinner at the old couple's house, all the surveillance cameras within a radius of 100 kilometers, centered on Fox River Prison, were running at high speed.

Every call made is monitored by an artificial intelligence with powerful computing power, like a sophisticated machine.

It is locating Rorschach's position at the fastest speed!
(End of this chapter)