People are scared in America, my uncle is Dante

Chapter 200 A Brief Calm

Early in the morning, the bright sunlight shone into the small building of the Extraordinary Affairs Bureau.

Suren pushed open the guest room door and stretched comfortably. The rare moment of leisure these past few days had washed away the fatigue of his continuous travels, and he felt completely relaxed.

The coffee table in the living room was already laden with a sumptuous breakfast: the bacon was fried until golden brown and crispy, the fried eggs had runny yolks, and there were several steaming hot dogs.

Chief Arthur was carrying two cups of black coffee out of the kitchen and placing the last dish on the table.

"Mr. Suren, try Washington's old-fashioned restaurant."

Arthur pulled out a chair and casually pushed several bulging envelopes in front of Suren.

Suren sat down on the sofa, her gaze sweeping over the envelope on the table: "What's this?"

"Some of the payments for those paintings and antique porcelains."

Arthur picked up his coffee cup and explained, "These past few days we've been distributing the spoils you brought back through some underground channels."

He pointed to the envelope: "And some black market buyers, when inspecting the goods, recognized those as private cars belonging to certain politicians and high-ranking officials."

And personal belongings.

"Those guys probably had conflicts with some high-ranking officials before. Seeing that we had exposed their secrets, they not only bought the goods at a premium, but also happily slipped us an extra tip."

Suren squeezed the thick envelopes; these envelopes together contained at least several hundred thousand US dollars.

His expression was somewhat strange; one could only say that America is indeed a land teeming with talent.

Suren picked up the coffee in front of her, took a sip, and found it somewhat bitter.

He looked at Arthur: "Are they still buying things? I also have some goods to sell."

He was struggling to figure out how to sell the luxury cars parked in Silent Hill and the jewelry he had looted from Armitage Estate.

The old director now has access to channels, which saves him the trouble of finding buyers himself, and he doesn't have to worry about anyone playing tricks on him.

Lured by such enormous profits, there will always be desperate people who will take the risk.

"Of course, I'll give you their contact information later."

Arthur agreed almost without hesitation, "Or, if you trust me, you can let me do it for you."

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He kept thinking about how to further deepen his connection with Suren.

After all, in this collaboration, Suren not only solved a major problem for the Extraordinary Affairs Bureau, but also brought them a large sum of money.

From any perspective, they got a huge advantage in this deal.

For this reason, Arthur was always worried that Suren would leave after finishing his business and never have any contact with him again.

For the Extraordinary Affairs Bureau, if they could take this opportunity to win over the other party and make friends with such a powerful ally, even without any benefit, they must do their best to demonstrate the Bureau's sincerity and usefulness and maintain this relationship.

Suren nodded.

Just then, the door to the second-floor room was pushed open, and Liz walked out yawning, her usual aloof demeanor much more subdued.

She was wearing a long dress with the neckline slightly open.

The moment she met Suren's gaze, her face flushed slightly, and she quickly looked away.

Recalling what happened that night, I couldn't help feeling awkward.

After all, when Suren dug her out of the ground, she was dressed in rags, and he had already seen everything she should and shouldn't have seen.

light.

Even the demon inside her that was trying to seize control of her body was slapped back into her body by Suren with two slaps and hasn't moved for several days. I wonder if it's gone into seclusion.

But that powerful force left an indelible mark on Liz.

So much so that now, whenever she faces Suren, no matter how casual she tries to appear on the surface, she inevitably becomes somewhat awkward in her every move.

"Knock knock knock".

There was a knock on the door.

Director Arthur put down his coffee cup and smiled helplessly: "Looks like that kid's here again."

Suren knew who the other person was referring to.

Ever since her sister Emily returned to normal, Sydney has become a regular at the Department of Extraordinary Abilities, going there whenever she has free time.

It seems that the other party has probably noticed the special nature of this place.

In addition, her quirky, playful, and lively personality is like a ray of light in the darkness for the usually lifeless Supernormal Bureau.

Therefore, everyone was happy to get to know this girl.

As soon as the door opened, Sydney's voice came in.

"Good morning!"

She strode into the living room carrying two bags of breakfast she had bought.

Upon seeing the food spread out on the coffee table, Sydney's smile vanished instantly: "Why did you all buy breakfast?!"

She placed the paper bag on the table, turned to Suren, and said excitedly, "But it's okay! Suren, I brought you your favorite sundae!"

"Strawberry, chocolate, all kinds of flavors are available!"

Suren looked at the ice cream she took out of the bag, somewhat curiously: "How did you know?"

"o(*～*)o"

Sydney blinked and smiled mysteriously.

Emily followed her in.

She wore a simple shirt on top and a pair of slim-fit jeans on the bottom. Her complexion had visibly improved, and she looked much more energetic.

Upon seeing Suren, she bowed deeply to express her sincere gratitude.

Her younger sister, Sydney, had already told her about the bizarre and tortuous experiences she had recently had. She was able to stand here safely today entirely thanks to the help of the man in front of her.

"I want a sundae too! Save me one, Suren!"

Charlie slid out of his little dark room, his eyes fixed on the desserts on the table.

He skillfully operated the newly installed automatic lift chair on the stairs to the first floor.

He then refused Liz's help and struggled to get into a brand-new wheelchair parked at the bottom of the stairs.

After earning some income these past few days, former Director Arthur immediately installed the elevator on the stairs and even bought Charlie a new wheelchair so he could move around on the first floor.

With these devices, Charlie's mental state has improved significantly recently, and he is no longer as gloomy as when we first met.

This hacker, who was only interested in computer screens and data code, went straight to Suren as soon as he slid down the stairs.

After witnessing Suren's inhuman combat power a few days ago, he has become a die-hard fan of Suren.

"Suren! How strong are you now? Also, did you fly that day? How were you able to fly?"

Charlie took the sundae from Suren and kept eating.

Suren rubbed his temples.

This guy has been asking these questions for several days in a row.

Arthur tapped Charlie's wheelchair: "Just eat your food and don't bother Mr. Suren."

Suren glanced around the living room and asked, "Where's Anqiong?"

Arthur chuckled. "He's the kind of person who can't sit still; he's already out the door."

Suren nodded.

The group sat around the coffee table, eating breakfast and chatting casually.

The Armitage family, a troublesome group that had been lurking in the shadows, has finally been temporarily resolved.

The other party certainly won't make a move until that cowardly old monster has fully recovered.

As for the forces that depend on his family, they are nothing more than lowly clowns who can't possibly cause any trouble.

Moreover, with Charlie secretly monitoring the information, if the other party dares to reveal even the slightest clue, Suren can follow the trail directly to find them and eradicate them completely.

However, Patty's potential problem has finally been eliminated.

Suren leaned back on the sofa, the heavy weight on her heart finally lifted.

He reached into his pocket and pulled out a silver USB flash drive.

This was found on Ada earlier; it contained some special intelligence about the underground base of that mental hospital, which might hold the key to their purpose in creating Valrid.

Suren tossed the USB drive to Charlie beside her.

"Help me decrypt the data on this USB drive."

Charlie took the USB drive, and his eyes lit up instantly when he saw there was work to be done.

"Leave it to me!"

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