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Penelope, who knew Robb's character very well, curled her lips helplessly.

There's nothing I can do about it, since he's the boss who pays my salary.

It's like someone dances like a piece of shit, and the moment he takes off his mask, countless people change their words and call him "Dad".

Make money, don't shiver.

At Robb's command, the two returned to the busiest dock area and asked people who had worked there for a long time.

It was still Penelope who ran the errands.

With her great charm, she can make both men and women answer questions patiently.

"Excuse me, is there a boy named Tom here?"

"No? He's about eighteen years old, of medium height..."

"Okay, thank you. Do you know if Mr. Walker, who lives at 13 Second Avenue, has any descendants?"

"..."

Although Penelope disagreed, she still worked very hard.

Robb was also busy.

His eyes shifted from the children playing on the beach, the men and women having fun on the yacht, to the old man fishing motionlessly on the dock, and other people of all kinds.

After thinking about it, since Penelope was here, he decided to go back to the house and check it out.

Anything that comes here will leave its own traces.

A person's memory can be deceiving.

But the little things in life cannot be hidden just because you want to.

After saying goodbye to Penelope, Robb returned to Walker.

Seeing that the other party was still concentrating on mowing the lawn, he did not disturb him and walked straight into the house.

Looking around, it looked like the residence of a shabby middle-aged man.

Robb glanced at a photo taped to a refrigerator not far away.

It's a photo of Walker and his wife.

"Took it not long ago?"

The Walker in the photo looked the same as the one Robb saw at the moment, not much younger.

Robb's eyes flashed as he had such a guess in his mind. He turned away from the photo and walked straight to the second floor.

There are three bedrooms.

One was obviously Walker's and smelled heavily of cigarette smoke.

There was an empty room with a bed and nothing else, it hadn't been occupied for a long time.

As for the last one.

Robb pushed open the door and raised his eyebrows when he saw the environment inside which was obviously occupied by someone.

In the following time, he searched in detail.

From the items in the room, such as clothes, books, and electrical appliances, Robb could determine that this was a young person's room.

What puzzled him was that even after turning the room upside down, he couldn't find any information about the owner of the room.

There are no clues about name, age, identity, handwriting, fingerprints, etc.

Walker erased all the clues and concealed it on purpose?

wrong.

Walker is just an ordinary person. He has controlled his mind before, so it is impossible for him to lie.

So how do we explain this?

A relative's child came to stay here temporarily or something.

Robb tapped his fingers on the desk, then walked to the window. Without looking at Walker who was still weeding below, he looked through the window with an excellent view across.

That's the neighbor's house.

Directly opposite the window is a bedroom of the neighbor's house, which is clearly visible and is indeed a good peeping point.

With Robb's excellent eyesight, he could even see the portrait of a mature and charming woman hanging above the bed in the bedroom opposite.

The first thing he thought of was the plot about the young boy and the mature woman that Penelope had mentioned.

Really...

Penelope misunderstood me!

Robb quickly came back to his senses and recalled the strange things Tom had said about the neighbor woman.

If all this is true, I have to deal with the neighbor woman.

In that case, let’s go and take a look.

Robb's eyes moved and locked onto the opposite side.

Apparition.

Whoosh!

A moment later, Robb appeared in his neighbor's bedroom.

He is not Zoe, who ended up penetrating himself while playing with the Apparition.

Regardless of his true magical attainments, Robb's application of various abilities in combat and use is absolutely perfect.

The best proof is that the Phantom has never flipped over once so far.

Come to the neighbor's bedroom.

Robb glanced at the lady's portrait again, nodded slightly to indicate his interruption, then opened his spiritual vision and checked every corner of the house.

The owner of the house was away, which gave him plenty of time to check.

But unlike what he had imagined, there was nothing unusual about the room.

Is what Tom said false?

Or is it all fake?

Robb shook his head.

At this time, he searched the basement.

From the perspective of spiritual vision, everything here was very clean, even cleaner than any place Robb had seen before.

Just as Robb was about to leave, he inadvertently noticed a fallen photo under the corner of the table.

He picked it up and examined it.

It was a picture of the woman in the bedroom with her husband.

no kids.

Chapter 249 The Invisible Child

Robb looked at the picture of the neighbor woman and her husband.

Judging from his appearance, he seems to be in his thirties.

It is a bit strange that a man of this age is married but still has no children, but it makes sense.

Maybe they have some health problems, or maybe they simply don't like children and prefer to live a life of two without any burden.

Just like in China, many newly married couples don’t want to have a second child, let alone a first child.

The more modern a civilization is, the less desire it has to reproduce.

That’s why black uncles and Latin uncles keep giving birth.

Robb flipped through the back of the photo, but didn't find any useful information, so he put it back.

Leave the basement and come to the outside world.

Walker had finished mowing the lawn and returned to his home.

Robb thought about it and decided to go to Penelope first to see if she had any new discoveries before making the next decision.

Dock area.

The noise of children playing continued.

When Robb arrived here, he happened to see Penelope with a white girl about five or six years old, and they seemed to be talking about something.

Without waiting for him to say hello.

Penelope, who had already spotted her boss, took the initiative to walk over.

At the same time, the little girl who had just been with Penelope looked over here and followed with her short legs.

"Robb." Penelope greeted.

Robb nodded, glanced at the little girl who was running towards here in a hurry, and asked, "How is the questioning going?"

"Just like Walker, no one here knows the guy named Tom." Penelope sighed.

She looked at Robb and said seriously: "Robb, maybe you are too tired. You should go back and have a good rest for a few days."

Her memory, surveillance video, Walker who is suspected to be Tom's father, and many local people.

All the evidence proves that Tom does not exist.

If Penelope was skeptical at first because she had seen how powerful Robb was.

Well now, after much investigation, she can only say that even horses can stumble.

Robb didn't say much in response to Penelope's advice.

At this moment, his eyes were on the little girl who had hurried over.

"I'm Martha...you...you guys..." Before she could even catch her breath, the little girl named Martha said breathlessly in her clear childish voice.

"Don't be impatient, take your time, Martha," Robb comforted.

Hearing this, Martha not only did not listen, but looked at Robb with surprise on her face and said loudly: "You...you can hear me?"

"Is this something that needs to be confirmed? I'm not deaf." Robb thought Martha was cute and stupid.

Martha wanted to say something else.

Penelope suddenly asked with a puzzled look on her face: "Robb, who are you talking to?"

Robb casually said, "I talked to you before. The girl named Martha is behind you now."

"Chat with me? I wasn't chatting with anyone just now."

Penelope muttered as she looked back, then turned back and looked at Robb suspiciously, "There's no one behind me!"

Robb: "..."

Haven’t you seen a living person that big?

Robb glanced at Martha, who was right behind Penelope, then looked at Penelope. After making sure that she was not joking with him, he fell silent.

He seemed to understand something.

"That's it! That's it!" At this moment, Martha threw herself into Robb's arms with both joy and fear, and cried loudly, "I was fine yesterday, but when I woke up this morning, I found that everyone ignored me! Mom and Dad ignored me! My teachers and classmates ignored me! And this sister ignored me just now!"

"I don't know what I did wrong. They can tell me! Martha is very obedient and will definitely change! But they just won't tell me! Wuuuuuu~~~~"

After Martha, who had accumulated a lot of grievances, finally found Robb, with whom she could communicate, she could no longer hold back her tears and cried to Robb, a stranger.

Robb had no experience in breastfeeding, so he could only pick up the little girl in his arms and comfort her while preventing Martha's snot and tears from getting on his clothes.

"Robb... is that... a ghost in your arms?"

At the same time, in Penelope's vision, Robb suddenly stretched out his hand, as if he was hugging the air, as if he was hugging someone.

Because of her current occupation, her first thought was that Robb was holding an invisible ghost.