Chapter 4224

The agent skipped all the riddle-like conversations, so when Linda rushed out of the door angrily, he didn't know what had happened at all. He had the heart to ask, but felt that he could probably only ask for more riddles, so he decided to take action.

He followed behind Linda, of course, without being discovered by her. Although this kind of tracking technique couldn't be considered an ability within the character persona, the definition of this kind of thing was very vague. After all, everyone can track, it's just a matter of whether they are discovered or not, and it can't be said that any special technique was used.

In fact, Linda was emotionally agitated now, and it was very difficult for the agent to be discovered even without using any techniques. So he wasn't penalized.

However, soon, he discovered that Linda was heading for the cemetery. This made him a bit hesitant, not because he was worried about being discovered, but because under the circumstance that there was an evil spirit, going to the cemetery was really not a good choice.

However, after thinking about it, the agent still followed. After all, now it was daytime, and he had also been to the cemetery during the day before, and didn't trigger any hunting actions. And it was also with Linda, basically excluding all variables. So he followed.

After going over, he discovered that Linda had found a shovel from somewhere and was digging a grave.

The agent watched from afar; Linda seemed to be digging her father's grave. She had great strength, and after digging a few times, she dug the grave open, then took out something from it, put it in a bag, and then walked back.

After she left, the agent didn't dare to stay in the cemetery alone, so he followed her back to the house. He saw Linda go to the workshop alone and put the thing down. It's just that she stayed in the workshop the whole time, and the agent didn't find a chance to go in.

He waited very patiently until night. He knew Aunt Kane had been watching Linda and absolutely wouldn't allow her to stay out overnight or not sleep. Sure enough, when it got dark, Linda went directly to her room to sleep. And the agent entered the workshop.

As soon as he went in, he saw a terrifying scene. The table in the workshop had been cleared, and now there were many bones on it.

The agent wasn't someone who hadn't seen the world, but the problem was that these bones were very small and thin; at a glance, they weren't an adult's, but a bit like a small cat or dog's. However, one could tell from the shape of the head that this was a human bone, and it should be a child's bone.

The agent walked over to look carefully, and then discovered that Linda should have been trying to piece the child's bones together, but obviously, she didn't possess knowledge in this area and didn't piece them together to look like a person.

The agent had rich knowledge in this area. He immediately sorted the bones and began to piece them together slowly. He was generally accustomed to piecing together other bones of the body first, and then putting the skull on.

And just as he had laid out all the bones and was about to take the skull, his index finger touched the skull, and a memory flashed rapidly before his eyes.

"Is Linda okay? She cried very hard before."

"She's fine," a woman said, "It's her first time giving birth, so it's inevitable that she cried hard. But she's a great girl, and she and the child are both healthy. Look at our little John; he will definitely be as excellent as his father in the future."

"How is Burger?"

"Him? He's just a coward! It's our family's honor for Linda to give birth to the Elder's child, and he only knows how to hide in that workshop and tinker with those broken woods! I'm really fed up!"

The scene gradually became clear. The agent discovered that this seemed to be the perspective of a small baby, being held in someone's arms. Someone was whispering to coax him, and a woman's face suddenly flashed across the field of vision, which was exactly the slightly younger Aunt Kane.

The amount of information in that sentence was too large, and the agent digested it for a long time before he figured out what was going on. But immediately after, even more information came.

Aunt Kane held this small baby and entered the workshop, where a man was working at his desk. Seeing her come, the man said somewhat timidly: "I see, maybe it's better to..."

"No. I said, this is Linda's honor! Besides, the Elder won't agree either."

"I promised him to be a missionary for another year and will leave next month. Don't record this child under Linda's name; this will ruin her."

"You damn bastard! Why don't you understand? This won't be her stain, but her honor!"

"What honor?!" The man finally exploded, "Giving birth to the first child so young, what kind of honor is that?!"

"This is the Elder's child!" the woman screamed, "If I hadn't been injured, how could it be this little bitch's turn?! He actually dared to refuse the Elder's gift! If I didn't only have this one daughter, I would have beaten her to death long ago!"

The man appeared very painful and said: "I really don't understand why you want to do this. I originally... I originally..."

"You could have run away? You damn coward! Why do you always want to escape your family?! We are already married; if you dare to have other thoughts, not only you, but your daughter won't have a good ending either!"

After saying this, the woman held the child and left. The man looked at her departing back, and his field of vision began to turn blood red.

After the memory ended, the agent stood in place for a long time without speaking. He just said that his habit of skipping the plot was right; the speed of this plot playback was too fast, so that when he realized what he had heard, everything was already too late.

He looked down at the infant's corpse and closed his eyes hard. So, the child marked "Burger" buried in the grave next to Linda's father wasn't Linda's younger brother, but her son. And Linda was less than 14 years old when she gave birth to him, perhaps just having reached reproductive age.

And it seemed that because Aunt Kane couldn't give birth herself but wanted a child of the Elder, she let Linda give birth. It's not hard to imagine that this process was definitely not voluntary.

The agent's head was buzzing. No wonder Linda had such great malice toward the spawning salmon. Anyone who had experienced such a thing couldn't have any good feelings about things like "reproducing offspring."

Now it seems that perhaps it was because Aunt Kane forced her, but she didn't dare to take revenge on Aunt Kane, so she vented her resentment on the salmon. She might have tried to kill fish before, but was stopped by Aunt Kane, until now that outsiders came, she realized her wish.

Now it can be determined that this is a cult. Because Linda's father mentioned words like "missionary."

And from his words, it can be judged that her father didn't really want to do this, just couldn't resist. Even her father might have tried to escape before, but was caught back.

But strangely, Linda's father was the local, while Aunt Kane was the outsider. How could the local want to run, while the outsider believed so firmly?

The agent instinctively felt that it should have something to do with that "Elder." It's very likely that after they got married, the Elder brainwashed Aunt Kane, so this kind of thing happened.

However, since this child was the Elder's child, and Aunt Kane valued him so much, how could he die at 4 years old? How did Linda's father die?

Although there were clues, there were also more mysteries. The agent thought about it and soon came up with an investigation direction.

Aunt Kane's side shouldn't be disturbed first, because no matter what, forcing her own daughter to do this kind of thing, she couldn't be a good person. She must have a deep connection with that evil spirit; investigating her rashly might lead to danger.

Linda's side had already been paved, although he didn't know what she was going to do, it was mostly revenge on those who were not good to her before. This could give the evil spirit some trouble, but if she was entangled by the evil spirit, the agent couldn't get too close either.

Then there were only two investigation directions: one was Linda's father, and the other was Linda's son. Now both of them were dead and there was no danger of resurrection, so the investigation should be relatively simple.

This child died at 4 years old, and I guess there wouldn't be much to find, but Linda's father lived for so long after all and was a local, so he should have left some traces. Not to mention anything else, this workshop was left by her father, so there should be some clues left.

The agent searched in the workshop. It was messy here, and it was very difficult to find anything useful. He simply turned to the things underneath; the more dust that fell, the older it should be, and the more likely it was left by Linda's father.

First move the boxes outside, then the rain shelter, and there were two layers of shelves inside. After bypassing these two layers of shelves, there was a box at the very back, which looked a bit familiar.

The agent suddenly realized that this was the same as the box in the circus warehouse, both with pitch-black exteriors, slightly old, looking like things from the last century.

He first took the gun, then found something to pry the box open, but there was no corpse inside, but a large pile of messy things, all looking like handmade props.

The agent rummaged through it and found a tattered clown suit, and then found a familiar thing, which was the jack-in-the-box they found in the bank vault.

"So it came from here," the agent said in a low voice. It's just that the jack-in-the-box he found in the box was an unfinished product; the paint and the like were all done, but the doll used to scare people wasn't installed. The agent checked it and found that this thing wasn't an industrial product. Associating it with Linda's father being a carpenter, the agent felt that this thing should have been made by her father.

Continuing to rummage down, he found a wooden pony. The moment the agent's finger touched this wooden pony, another memory flashed before his eyes.

"Little Zida, look at this! Daddy made it for you; do you like it?"

"Like! This is too cool; I have my own horse too! I'm going to become a cowboy! Oh oh!!"

"So you want to be a cowboy. Then Daddy will buy you a real horse in the future, okay?"

"Okay! I want to ride a horse to the big sea! Daddy, have you seen the big sea?"

"Of course, I've seen it when I went on tour before. I've even swum in the sea. There are big sharks in the sea, and squid..."

"That's amazing, I want to swim in the sea in the future too! But, didn't you say the circus couldn't go on?"

"Yes, the circus's business situation isn't good, I'm afraid it's going to close. But it doesn't matter. You will always go out to preach in the future; you can go swim when the time comes."

"What is preaching, Daddy?"

"It's spreading the gospel of the Lord, letting everyone live a happy family life. You'll know when you grow up."

The agent saw a very handsome blue-eyed man holding a wooden pony, shaking it in front of the owner of the field of vision. And this handsome man called his son "Zida," which was exactly the same as the name of Linda's father.

That is to say, this handsome blue-eyed man was Linda's grandfather. However, he mentioned circus tours in his words; could it be that he was also a circus performer?