Chapter 33: Visitors from Kano, Strange Monsters

Clana Town.

Today, another group of outsiders arrived here.

They were all burly men with bulging waistlines. Upon entering, they headed straight for a hotel with a clear objective—the very place where Louis and the others had stayed.

After obtaining the customer information from the owner.

The leader, a man with a huge scar on his face, quickly took everyone to the next location: the church school.

"These are the only places the monster stayed. Spread out and find out who little Louis came into contact with and what he did. If necessary, bring them in!"

Just half an hour later.

The burly men gathered here again, only this time, two of them were dragging a pair of shivering mother and daughter. "They have a connection to little Louis."

"Take them, let's go, next."

As he spoke, the leader took out an instrument. The red dot on it began to move, but... was it heading back?

Wait, this direction is...

"Sure enough, they really did settle in Orlando. It's a good thing we left some people there. With Anderson there, we shouldn't miss them."

The group got into their cars. Vroom, vroom, vroom!!!

With violent power engaged, they formed a motorcade and sped away.

As for the missing mother and daughter, the people here only dared to call the police, but the sheriff was still in Crystal Town dealing with Jason's corpse and couldn't return at all.

Orlando, downtown.

Louis, who was at home, was pondering why people from the family would appear here.

Could it be that I've been exposed?

Regardless of whether I've been exposed, I must now consider one question: do these people looking for me harbor malice?

That inexplicable kidnapping incident made Louis unable to fully trust the family now.

But...

Knock, knock, knock.

A knock on the door sounded.

Angela, who had just wiped the coffee table, was a bit puzzled. Is it the bill collector? Why not just put it in the mailbox?

"Coming!"

Click!

A group of men in black surged in, the black gun handles at their waists exceptionally prominent. The white burly man in the lead was even wearing sunglasses, and he looked around.

After a moment of hesitation, he looked at Angela. "Hello, is Louis back?"

???

Louis?

At this moment, David, hearing the noise, walked down. Seeing the situation, he was shocked. "Who are you?! What are you doing? This is the city!"

His voice was loud, as if he were issuing a warning.

The man in sunglasses frowned. In fact, he wanted to be rougher, like taking out a gun to intimidate them—why waste so much breath? But if the information gathered over the past two days was true, the man before him could be considered little Louis's foster father, so he couldn't do that.

"Mr. David Grossman, we are little Louis's uncles. We heard he is here. We have been looking for him for a long time. We hope you can cooperate, otherwise..."

David, standing at the top of the stairs, couldn't tell if what the other party said was true. After all, they didn't look like good people!

Just as he was caught in a dilemma.

"Uncle Anderson, if possible, I hope you can be more respectful to Uncle David."

Louis walked out of his room wearing a small black suit.

The moment Anderson saw Louis, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. "Alright, it's my fault. Mr. David, I apologize to you."

Anderson.

One of the family's capable henchmen, brother to Andre. He was the muscle, a veteran who had killed people and had taken the lives of no fewer than a hundred people in gang shootouts during his youth.

He was also the foster son of grandfather Karl. His appearance here could, to a certain extent, be seen as the grandfather's intent, and he could be given a certain amount of trust.

In the hall.

David and the others went upstairs, leaving only Anderson and Louis to communicate.

Anderson didn't treat Louis entirely as a child, thanks to the genius persona Louis had unconsciously built before awakening his memories.

Through their exchange, Louis said what he could, and also learned about some things that happened after he left.

Karl was furious, hung his father up to beat him, and sent out a large number of men to search, but unfortunately, they found nothing.

Even a few months ago, they had placed their hopes on a medium, but unfortunately, after the somewhat famous medium Elise arrived, she only said she couldn't see clearly and said nothing more.

As for Gypsy fortune-telling, Voodoo wizards, etc., they had also searched, but unfortunately, the gang's power was limited. Most of those they hired were frauds, and in the end, they could only chop them up and throw them into the sea.

There was no other way; grandfather Karl could only shift his focus to the gangs, starting self-investigations and external investigations. After all, this matter clearly wasn't simple.

It wasn't until recently, perhaps because they found something, or perhaps for other reasons, that a few Mexican drug groups actually launched an attack on the family. With no other choice, grandfather Karl used some other means...

Just as he finished speaking.

Bang! Whoosh!

The sound of glass shattering and the sound of wind breaking rang out simultaneously.

Turning to look, a monster about the size of a fierce dog, but with a body supported by a skeleton covered in a layer of pale skin, with a pair of long, sharp claws that could retract freely, a petite head, a sharp beak and fangs, membrane wings at the joints, and a sharp spine for a tail, was sniffing something and quickly approaching Louis.

Louis's pupils shrank, and he subconsciously wanted to spit out a steel needle, but Anderson beside him suddenly laughed. "This is the method Dad released."

The monster also stopped at this moment, chirping at Louis, and then chirping at Anderson.

Its cry was somewhat like a cat or an insect, but sharper, sounding quite strange.

Anderson took a bag of beef from his body and fed it to the other party just like that. Watching the blood dripping onto the floor as it tore at the meat, Louis fell silent.

What is this thing?

"Don't be afraid, this thing is about the same as a big dog, just a bit fiercer. It has many uses: finding people, killing people. Usually, just feed it some meat, popcorn, and let it watch TV."

"It's here, Andre and the others should be here soon too." Anderson said while feeding it meat.

"So, you relied on this to find me?"

"Pretty much. Besides that, we've actually found clues to that trafficking organization. It's just that the other party is backed by a large group, so we can't touch them; we can only kill the people below who are causing trouble."

After a moment of silence.

"What arrangements does grandfather have for me?"

Louis didn't ask about the monster or the group.

"Dad said, if we find you, see how you're doing. Don't let you return to the family yet. Let me find you a safe place. After all, things there are a mess right now and need a good cleaning up."

"If we hadn't found you, we would have gone back. The little monster's strength is quite good."

"Alright, I understand, but I need some things here, and I need the family's support."

Anderson scratched his head. "Of course, I will leave you a phone number. I will also leave some of these people for you to ensure your safety. Don't worry, they are all members who can be absolutely trusted.

Also, Dad's phone number, remember to contact him, he misses you very much."

As for what Louis said he needed, Anderson had no intention of asking.

"Good, I miss grandfather very much too."

Louis nodded, his small face completely devoid of any childlike innocence.

(End of chapter)