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Chapter 410: Anomaly

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Fits the job description... wait a minute, have I ever asked about the job description of the Cleanup Bureau?

It was as if the water vapor on a window had been wiped clean, or as if a curtain used for concealment in a theater had been pulled aside; the "job description" that had been inexplicably forgotten earlier now eerily broke through the blockade of the red-haired woman's smile and emerged from the depths of Leon's mind.

Interdimensional demons attempting to scavenge souls, insane evil gods wanting to descend with their will, radical deities preparing to control the world, special anomalies born from human obsession, undead spirits that have escaped the normal flow of time... Hiss...

Dense beads of sweat climbed onto Leon's face almost instantly, and for every item of the job description the red-haired woman had recounted that he remembered, the sweat on his face grew a fraction denser.

A kind of near-instinctive intuition was constantly sending warnings to Leon: that beautiful yet dangerous red-haired woman was very likely not just teasing him...

And just as Leon was desperately trying to recall the Cleanup Bureau's job description, attempting to gauge just how dangerous that "out-of-control infected" person was, Anna, whose expression was equally full of unease, was pushed over by two nurses in a wheelchair.

"Brother?"

Seeing Leon in the intensive care ward, the pale-faced girl seemed to have found her backbone; her tense expression relaxed slightly, and then she said with a face full of urgency:

"Cough... they seem to have found the wrong person! Cough, cough... our family can't afford the money for intensive care, but no matter how I explain it, they just... cough, cough, cough... Brother! You hurry and help me talk to them! We... cough, cough, cough, cough..."

"Don't you worry, they didn't find the wrong person!"

Hearing Anna's heart-wrenching cough, Leon, who was breaking out in a cold sweat, hurriedly stood up and rushed over in two or three steps. He cooperated with the two nurses to move his struggling sister onto the hospital bed, then comforted her in a gentle voice:

"The job I went to find yesterday worked out. I am now an Accident Handler under the Police Department. I have a reimbursement quota from the Medical Bureau every year, so we don't need to spend the family's money!"

The job worked out? And listening to it, it's a public official position in the Kingdom?

Upon hearing this, Anna couldn't help but look happy. A flush of excitement suddenly appeared on her pale cheeks, and her eyes were full of joy as if she wanted to say something.

But the next second, she reacted. Given her brother's current conditions, the possibility of finding a good job was really not high, but the hospital's attitude couldn't be faked, so...

"Brother... tell me the truth!"

Not knowing where the strength came from, the pale-faced girl gripped the hospital bed's railing, forced her upper body up, glared at Leon, and urged:

"Did you... cough, cough... did you take some dangerous job just to pay for my treatment? You... you... cough, cough, cough, cough!"

"It's not dangerous, not dangerous! I'm perfectly safe!"

"Liar!"

After hearing Leon's explanation, the pale-faced girl became even more anxious. While covering her mouth and nose to cough, she gripped the railing and said angrily:

"If you hadn't taken those deadly jobs, where... cough, cough... where would the money come from to stay in an intensive care ward... cough, cough, cough, cough..."

"You should stop talking while you're in this state!"

After holding Anna's shoulders with both hands and forcibly pressing his sister, who was coughing until her face was red, back onto the hospital bed, Leon hurriedly explained:

"This job of mine is really not dangerous. As for why the benefits are so good, it's mainly because there are no holidays, I have to be on call at all times throughout the year, I must arrive immediately once something happens, and it is also very difficult to do."

He took out the "Dung Beetle Maiden Badge" and unfolded it. After showing off the title of "Level 3 Accident Handler," Leon made up a lie with a serious face:

"Did you see the job title? Accident Handler! My job belongs to the Cleanup Bureau under the Police Department. Usually, it mainly... um... mainly is responsible for the investigation and cleanup of those homicide cases and accidents.

For example, if I encounter a serial dismemberment case or a large-scale traffic accident, I have to go and clean up the scene that has been turned into a bloody mess—the kind that normal people would vomit after one look!

This job is tiring, dirty, and gruesome, so not many people are willing to do it, which is why the benefits are quite good... Are you relieved now?"

Cleanup Bureau? Responsible for cleaning up bloody crime scenes?

After listening to the explanation given by her brother, the pale-faced girl hesitated for a moment, then said suspiciously:

"Really?"

"Really!"

Not wanting to tell her that he had joined a mysterious department where he could die at any moment, Leon raised his right hand firmly and swore an oath:

"If brother is lying to you, then I will be a bachelor for the rest of my life and will never be able to..."

"Brother! You cough, cough... don't talk nonsense!"

After grabbing Leon's arm and pinching him hard, forcing him to swallow the second half of his sentence, the thin, worried girl finally set her heart at ease.

Responsible for handling bloody crime scenes—although it's not a very good job, it's still much better than mining under a furnace or selling oneself as a test subject. After all, given their family's current state, what else could they pick?

Although it belongs to the relatively dangerous Police Department, the department is the Cleanup Bureau. Listening to the name, it's about the same as the Road Administration's Cleanup Bureau. It should also be a logistics post. Besides being dirty, tiring, and scary, brother probably won't encounter any danger. It's just... it's all my fault for dragging you down...

After biting her bloodless lips hard, Anna grabbed Leon's palm, lowered her head slightly, and said apologetically:

"Brother, after we return to Veteran's Alley, if others ask you what your job is, just say you work at the Police Department. Those dismembered bodies... those specific job details, it's better not to tell others."

"Ah? Why?"

"Because you still need to start a family."

Heart-achingly gripping her brother's hand, the thin girl said worriedly:

"Being responsible for cleaning up dismembered bodies and such—although self-reliance is not shameful, it is still somewhat... if your job details get out, I'm afraid you won't be able to choose a good family to marry into..."

"..."

Looking at his sister, who was physically ill but still worrying about how he should start a family, Leon couldn't help but twitch his mouth in silence.

Forget it! What kind of marriage can someone like me have?

With the Cleanup Bureau's deadly scope of work, if I actually encounter any one of them, I'll probably be finished. So rather than considering who can marry me, it's better to consider who can have a ghost marriage with me...

"Mm-hmm, I'm not stupid, I definitely won't say it."

Considering his current situation where he could die at any moment, in order to avoid delaying others, Leon had long since given up the idea of getting married and starting a family. However, there was no need to tell Anna about these plans.

Looking at his sister, who had clearly taken this matter to heart, Leon couldn't help but smile and promise:

"As for my marriage, don't you worry about it. When the time comes to start a family, brother will definitely coax the best sister-in-law back for you."

After coaxing his sister with a few words, Leon, who had been thinking about that "out-of-control infected" person, took a deep breath, then looked at the nurse next to him and asked proactively:

"Excuse me, where is that... doctor with the fuller figure? Didn't he come over?"

"As for the Director, he originally wanted to come over together."

Hearing Leon's inquiry, the young nurse, who had long received instructions from the fat Director, immediately explained with an apologetic face:

"But when we were only halfway there, the hospital's emergency bell rang, and then a large batch of critically ill patients was sent in. There must have been some emergency public incident.

According to the hospital's regulations, once such a situation occurs, all physicians at the level of Department Director and above must be present, so the Director had no choice but to rush over first...

But don't you worry, the Director instructed before he left that your sister's illness will definitely receive the best treatment!"

Emergency public incident... it wouldn't happen to be related to that "out-of-control infected" person, would it?

Recalling the Cleanup Bureau's scope of work, which could only be described as "crazy," Leon's expression tightened instantly. He instinctively wanted to take Anna and run first, to avoid his sister being dragged into the danger.

But after looking at the IV tube on Anna's arm and her extremely weak complexion, Leon couldn't help but hesitate. He then pulled a nurse out of the ward and asked in a low voice in the corridor:

"How is my sister's current condition? Can I stop the IV and take her home for a trip?"

"This... it would be better not to, right?"

The nurse said with some difficulty upon hearing this:

"The Director knew you would ask about the condition, so he specifically told us about your sister's situation just now.

Because your sister stopped taking medicine on her own for two months, three-quarters of her right lung has already been destroyed by alchemical waste gas, and her left lung also has not-so-light damage. It was only by relying on uninterrupted intravenous cell supplements that the situation was barely stabilized.

If you stop the medicine and take her home now, if the treatment is delayed, I'm afraid her right lung will have to be completely removed. Not only will her life expectancy be significantly shortened, but for the rest of her life, she will have to... where are you going?"

"I'm going home to get something! You go back to the ward and take care of her. No matter what the situation is outside, don't come out!"

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 411 =====

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