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Robb gave Penelope a hard smack on the head, then stood up and began to pack his equipment.

He never thought there was anything wrong with him.

Since there is nothing wrong with me.

Then there's something wrong with Penny, with everyone else, with the world.

So, as a member of the Redemption Society, based on the principle of saving Penny and saving the world, he decided to go out in person to find the young man named Tom.

"Penny, for the sake of your illness, please follow me from now on."

"what?"

Penelope, who was in pain, was shocked when she heard this.

'When was I sick? It was you, Robb, who was sick!'

'My shopping time is gone!'

'It's over! What should I do if my boss goes crazy?'

Finally, thinking about Robb's strong martial virtue, Penelope had no choice but to agree to follow him, no matter how reluctant she was.

"Boss, you must hold on!"

Chapter 247 It's not me who's wrong, it's the world

The Chevrolet engine roared happily on the road.

Robb closed the office door early and drove towards the location Tom told him in his memory with his personal female secretary.

"Are you sure this is the way?"

Robb said, holding the steering wheel with one hand and a Coca-Cola in the other.

Penelope, who was looking at a map on her phone, said weakly, "If Robb's memory serves me correctly, this is the only way to get to Riverbend Resort."

It would have been fine if she was forced into the army, but it seemed that her boss, who had always been reliable, had some problems with his brain. Penelope was terrified the whole way.

She was really afraid that Robb would suddenly look at her and say something like, "Penny, some money is missing. Did you swallow it?"

"My memory is not wrong." Robb replied calmly.

He knew exactly what Penelope was thinking at the moment.

But as he said.

It's never him who's wrong, it's the world.

and so……

Penelope is the patient.

He naturally has to be more patient with patients.

'That's what makes it even scarier!'

Penelope looked at Robb's handsome profile, which was unusually calm, and sighed.

Mental patients are not scary.

What is scary is a rational and powerful mentally ill person.

By the way, why didn't I ask Ms. Cordelia for her phone number?

Otherwise, I wouldn't have to go on such a thrilling adventure with Robb now.

The office is warm in winter and cool in summer, so it’s nice to drink tea and browse your phone.

Penelope sighed again.

Forget it, just think of it as doing more exercise and losing weight.

After all, Robb "complained" several times that he almost suffocated him.

no way.

Life is good and the flesh has grown to the right place.

Penelope pulled herself together and forced herself to focus on the current action. "Robb, tell me about Tom Cat. Why did he come to...the firm?"

"It's not Tom Cat, it's Tom." Robb recalled, "It seems that he found that the neighbor's hostess suddenly became strange, completely different from before, and even behaved very strangely. When he was seeking advice on the supernatural website, he happened to see the agency's advertisement, so he came to us."

Penelope asked calmly, "Like the time with Lawyer Matthew?"

Robb shook his head. "Who knows? Only when we see it in person can we know for sure."

"Young, neighbor, hostess, wife... young people always have certain fantasies about mature women. Is it possible that the boy named Tom saw the other side of his neighbor's wife, which broke his innocent fantasy and he was unwilling to accept the reality, so he became suspicious." Penelope bent her slender fingers and thought.

Robb glanced at Penelope in surprise and said, "I have to say, Penny, you have great potential to be a color novelist."

Penelope smiled and said, "Thanks for the compliment, I feel the same way."

"Remember to let me visit it after you finish writing it."

"No problem! Robb, your brain... Ahem! Where did you just mention that?" Penelope quickly swallowed the words that were about to blurt out, and said, "By the way, what should we do after we get there?"

Robb didn't care, instead he said with pity: "What else can I do? Of course I'll go straight to his house!"

Coax~~

Robb stepped on the accelerator and the Chevrolet accelerated.

Soon, a resort consisting of a long row of piers and beautiful villas came into view.

……

The cool breeze blew across the lake, blowing onto the beach by the lake in gusts.

Birds chirped, flags flew, and beautiful white yachts swayed in the wind.

But it cannot dispel the enthusiasm of the tourists who are on vacation here.

"I didn't expect there was such a place nearby. It's surprisingly good."

Like Robb, Penelope, who was not a local, got off the car and saw the scenery of the resort, and her eyes lit up.

"It's a pity I didn't bring a swimsuit." She said with some regret.

Hearing this, Robb glanced at Penelope's hot body, which became even sexier after being moisturized by him, and said seriously: "Be serious, we are here to investigate a case, not to go on vacation. You can have fun afterwards..."

Upon hearing this, Penelope immediately showed surprise.

However, before it lasted a second, Robb added: "Of course, it won't be reimbursed."

Penelope's face fell and she lost interest instantly.

"miser."

Compared to spending money, she still prefers to get something for free.

Robb didn't care about the secretary's feelings.

Passing by a group of children who were happily taking interest classes, Robb brought Penelope to the door of a typical American two-story house, following the address they left in his memory.

Robb glanced at Penelope.

Secretary Penelope understood what was meant, smiled, walked to the door and rang the doorbell.

Soon, a middle-aged man opened the door, looked at Penelope and Robb in confusion, and asked, "What's the matter?"

Penelope smiled brightly.

The reason why the firm's business is booming is largely due to her charm as a face and her warm and welcoming attitude towards others.

At this moment, Penelope was as charming as ever and said, "Hello, sir. We are Tom's friends. Is Tom home now?"

"Tom?" Thanks to Penelope's beauty, the middle-aged man's attitude was quite good.

But his answer surprised Robb and Penelope, or to be exact, Robb.

"Sorry, there's no one named Tom here." The middle-aged man answered in a serious tone, not as if joking.

Penelope looked back at Robb and without his instructions, she continued to speak to the middle-aged man, "Isn't Tom your son? He is eighteen years old, and his height is..."

Penelope had heard of Tom's image from Robb before, and she quickly described it.

However, the answer of this middle-aged man named Walker was still "NO".

"I don't know Tom. I don't have any children, exactly. You've come to the wrong place."

"This is the address he gave me." Robb couldn't help but say.

Walker looked at Robb, "Maybe he remembered it wrong, or maybe it was a prank."

"Listen, today is not April Fools' Day, and I'm not so stupid as to forget whether I have a son or not. Unfortunately, although I got married, I got divorced. My ex-wife took most of my savings, but didn't leave me any offspring. Even if I give it to her, it would be fine."

Walker told his tragic story.

Robb fell silent, his eyes taking in every detail of Walker's face.

"You really don't know Tom?" Not noticing any disguise, he simply used mind control to ask.

"No." Walker's answer remained the same.

The other party did not lie.

Seeing this, Robb frowned.

Things were going from bad to worse.

……

Chapter 248 No Children

Things are becoming more and more normal.

Looking back at Robb, who was frowning, Penelope thought to herself, but she still fulfilled her duties as a subordinate and finally asked:

"Then do you know anyone else here named Tom? Just like what I just described."

Walker, who had no idea that he had just been bewitched, thought about it and shook his head, saying, "There is no such person in the local area. Perhaps there is one among the foreign tourists. After all, the name Tom is too common, isn't it?"

"Indeed it is."

Penelope smiled and said goodbye to Walker.

The two returned to the car.

Through the car window, I saw that Walker did not go back to the house, but picked up the lawn mower, whistled with a natural expression, and mowed his beloved lawn.

Penelope looked at Robb and said seriously: "Robb, there is no father who can't remember his son."

Robb shook his head.

If it were someone else, faced with so much irrefutable evidence, they might think that their memory was wrong.

But he is different.

Not to mention that everything has been going smoothly for me recently and I haven't encountered anything that would cause any problems.

Even if it really exists and I am not aware of it, such as a curse, why would it confuse my memory?

The person involved is someone who has nothing to do with you.

You can change my perception of my acquaintances, or bend my personality into a gay.

Robb thought it was unreasonable that so much effort was put into distorting the memory of a man named Tom.

Since it is unreasonable, then there must be nothing wrong with me.

After all, if everyone thinks you are sick, there is one explanation.

That is, everyone except you is actually sick.

"Go on! If you can't find the answer by yourself, then ask other people here."

Robb waved his hand and continued giving orders.

really!