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Even if you want to experience country life, there are thousands of places like sunflower farms throughout the state, and countless of them are willing to sell at a premium.

There's absolutely no need to dwell on this one.

Price thought so in his heart, but of course he wouldn't say it out loud.

I'm just an errand boy.

He will naturally do whatever the client says.

However, after Robb heard Price mention the murder case and recalled the information he had previously told him about the Roy family, he chuckled in understanding.

New residents who are so poor that they have no money to move; a murder has occurred in the house; a couple with a daughter and a son.

No matter how you look at it, it looks like a standard scene from a haunted house horror movie.

This reminds me of the supernatural issues in this area of ​​the Redemption Society's intelligence.

It's almost certain that there is a ghost in the house.

According to normal logic, what will happen to Roy's family is that the child discovers the ghost first, but the parents don't believe it; then the parents discover something is wrong, but based on their financial situation and a sense of luck, they just think it is for other reasons and continue to stay; then the parents finally see the ghost and hurriedly run away with the children; finally it is too late, and the whole family is killed or the wife escapes with the children.

But Robb came here.

It is a calamity for ordinary people.

To him, this was just an ordinary haunted house incident.

Not to mention those who can handle such matters, there are many in the Redemption Society.

So, what else is the reason?

With thoughts in mind, Robb asked Price to drive him to the town where the sunflower farm was located.

Whatever it is, you should go and see it in person.

……

As the car carrying Robb was heading towards its destination, relevant information was quickly sent to the New York State base.

Rupert looked at it and ordered, "It's time to make the hidden move."

"Yes!" His trusted subordinate immediately went to do it.

Rupert glanced at the intelligence sent back again and said in a good mood: "Bite! The harder the better!"

……

after an hour.

An ordinary car has arrived at the farm called "Sunflower".

It consists of a house, a warehouse, a workshop, and a large area of ​​farmland.

Sitting in the driver's seat, Price pointed to the largest, old, two-story wooden house and said, "That's where the Roy family lives."

Robb nodded and walked down the driveway. "You go back first. I'll handle the rest on my own."

"Mr. Robb, are you sure you don't want me to wait for you?" Price asked.

"Need not."

Robb waved his hand and strode towards the house.

Walking on the dirt road with deep marks left by the wheels, Robb could see large fields of growing sunflowers along the way.

The latter is a fast-growing plant, typically taking about 8 to 12 weeks from planting to flowering.

It now appears that the sunflowers in this field have passed the seed stage and are growing rapidly.

Persuading the Roy family to leave undoubtedly added to the difficulty.

After all, when the sunflowers are ripe, you can earn a good income by selling all the seeds.

Of course, this is only for other people.

After training in the firm, Rob already knew how to deal with various groups.

quack~quack~quack~

The unpleasant cries of crows frequently sounded in the sky.

Robb looked up.

There seem to be too many crows here.

And he's not afraid of people.

Taking his eyes off the row of crows standing on the eaves, Robb walked to the house and knocked on the door.

"Which one?"

A clear female voice sounded from inside the house.

Accompanied by the sound of footsteps on the old floor.

squeak~

The door opens.

A young girl's face appeared in front of Robb.

Jess looked at the strange man in front of the door curiously.

At first glance, she felt that the other person's attire and temperament were out of place in this small town.

The other party should appear in a big city like Chicago.

She asked curiously, "Excuse me, what can I do for you?"

Robb smiled, "This is the Roy family, right?"

Could it be someone Dad knew in the past?

Jess, who thought so in her heart, nodded and said, "Yes, this is the Roy family."

"I'm his daughter, Jess," she introduced herself generously.

"It's a nice name. I'm Robb," Robb praised, extending his hand politely.

Jess's face turned slightly red. She quickly wiped her greasy right hand, which had just eaten the cake, on her jeans behind her back. Then she stretched out her hand and shook Robb's big hand and said, "Robb, can I call you that?"

Robb nodded, "Of course."

Jess's face turned redder.

She had been studying in Chicago and suddenly came to a small town. She felt a little out of place facing classmates with different interests and hobbies.

Robb's arrival made her eyes light up.

You have to know that with Robb's current conditions, even if you don't look at his figure, just talking about his temperament, even if he was placed in the school she used to be in, he would definitely be a dimensionality reduction attack, and he would definitely be pursued by many girls.

Stay in your position and nourish your energy.

Although Robb does not hold a high position, he often deals with the supernatural and has mastered many abilities and means. He is definitely at the top of the supernatural level, and his every move naturally carries a sense of mystery.

This kind of mystery is definitely a killer for little girls who yearn for novelty.

Not to mention little girls, even the experienced socialite Ivanka is not immune to it.

Just look at this: when Robb was on a business trip, the always reserved other party rarely complained about why he had never come to see her.

What can Robb do?

The forest is so big that even a master of time management may not be able to take care of it all.

I can only paint a rosy picture for the other party first.

……

Chapter 280 Another form of death from poverty

Robb, the true master of time management, sighed in his heart that it was not easy for him, then came to his senses and asked the girl Jess:

"Jess, is Mr. Roy home? I have something I want to talk to him about."

Jess, who was also in her fantasy, said hurriedly, "Dad... Dad and the others went to town to do some shopping. I'm the only one at home."

She stepped aside and said, "Robb, please sit at home for a while. Dad will be home soon."

Jess was not worried at all that Robb was a bad guy, and directly invited Robb to her home.

Robb didn't say anything polite. He just nodded and walked into the house.

Before Jess's family arrived, this house had been uninhabited for a long time. The outer walls were already covered with a lot of vines and creepers, and the interior was dusty.

Although it has been cleaned up now, when Robb entered, he could still see a lot of dilapidated places.

Just like the family's finances.

In fact, there is only one reason why most people who live in a haunted house don't have time to escape.

No money.

This is another manifestation of dying of poverty.

Sitting on the sofa, Robb took the glass of water handed to him by Jess and thanked her.

Jess had a bright smile on her face.

She looked at Robb with her green eyes and asked curiously, "Robb, what do you want from my father?"

Robb didn't hold back: "About the sale of this house and the farm outside."

"sell?"

Jess blinked.

The sudden change in the family's financial situation made her mature earlier and more concerned about family matters. She shook her head without thinking and said, "It won't be long before the sunflowers have a good harvest. Dad will not sell this farm."

Robb smiled and said, "Nothing can be absolute. I believe that once Mr. Roy knows the truth about this farm, he will accept my proposal."

"The truth?" Jess asked puzzled.

Robb glanced at the girl's slender white arms, and when Jess's face suddenly turned red, he held her small hand and raised his arm.

"and many more!"

Jess quickly refused with a shy look on her face.

too fast!

Although she had a liking for Robb, a handsome guy, at first sight, she was not like the playful group in school who would drive as soon as they made eye contact with someone.

Jess said as she began to shrink back.

result……

Robb simply pushed her sleeve inwards, then pointed to a dark spot on her forearm and said, "You definitely didn't scratch it yourself, did you?"

Jess was stunned and looked over subconsciously.

Then he saw an especially glaring purple handprint on his snow-white forearm.

'So that's what he was talking about.'

Jess breathed a sigh of relief, but at the same time she felt annoyed at her own wild thoughts.

It was not until Robb asked the second time that she reacted.

Jess quickly suppressed her distracting thoughts and looked at the fingerprints on the arm that Robb pointed at, a trace of fear flashed across her face.

"Of course not!" she said firmly.

Jess wanted to say something else, but she pursed her lips and didn't tell Robb the truth.

She doesn't want to be considered a lunatic or a psychopath.

Perhaps, that was the result of my own blurry eyes.

However, what happened next was completely beyond Jess's expectations.

Robb took one look at the handprint on her arm and said something that surprised her greatly.

"Jess, you've seen some pretty bad things lately, like ghosts. Right?"