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Chapter 1607 Severance? (Seeking monthly votes at the beginning of the month)
“You’re welcome,” Reed said after taking a sip of his coffee in response to Heo’s thanks. “I told you last night that you really helped us a lot.”

He Ao stared at the man in front of him and vaguely realized what kind of person he was.

They have a strong sense of professional ethics.

Reed's goal has always been to contain the anomalous and to deal with the anomalous cult.

The reason for giving Heo help was indeed because Heo had helped in dealing with the abnormal cult and had great value in winning him over.

Of course, he has never hidden his stance and thinking.

“Alright,” He Ao said without hesitation, nodding slightly. “What procedures are required to receive this money?”

"I can transfer the 53 from selling the body directly to you. I've also submitted the bounty to the bounty hunter organization; once they've settled the payment, it will be deposited directly into your account. As for the association's money, you'll need to sign some documents,"

Reed had already walked to the other side of the desk, took out a large tablet from a pile of documents, and quickly clicked on it. "Logically, we should only start the process of getting you to sign when we reach the payment stage, but since you're here, we can just sign it directly."

He handed the pre-configured tablet to He Ao.

He Ao took the tablet and looked at the documents and agreements on it.

At the same time, Reed casually explained, "The main thing here is the confidentiality agreement for anomalies, which requires you not to actively disclose anomalies, because according to the nature of anomalies, the more knowledge you have about them, the easier it is to get involved with anomalies."

"Like the extraordinary?" He Ao flipped through the documents on his tablet and said casually.

“Yes, just like the Extraordinary,” Reed chimed in, glancing at his bracelet as he spoke. “You take a look first, sign it, tap ‘done,’ and just leave the tablet there. I’ll handle the rest.”

He paused slightly, looked at He Ao, and said, "Remember to send me your bank account information."

"it is good,"

He Ao nodded slightly, raised his bracelet, and quickly operated it. "It's sent."

Reed seemed surprised by He's quick action. He nodded and smiled, "Okay."

click -

Just then, the conference room door was pushed open, and two middle-aged men walked into the office.

The leader was wearing a black Westloo police uniform, was tall, and sported a simple mustache.

The one behind him was wearing a loose black leather jacket, had a well-proportioned figure, and wore the FBI olive shield badge on his chest.

The middle-aged man who was leading the group pushed open the door and looked directly at Reed, shouting, "Are we just going to give up like this? No more investigation? We've been working on this all night, and this is it?"

As he spoke, he pulled out a chair in a conference room, plopped down, and said, "Give me a drink."

Reed smiled and placed his coffee cup on the table. "Want some coffee?"

“Anything will do,” the man with the mustache shouted. “I’ve been traveling all this way and I’m dying of thirst.”

“Chan, would you like some coffee too?” Reed looked at the well-proportioned middle-aged man with the FBI insignia behind him.

"A cup of black coffee, with ice, will do," Charn said with a smile.

Upon hearing this, Reed subconsciously glanced at Heo in the corner.

Charn noticed Heo because of this, and he looked at Heo and nodded slightly.

He Ao nodded in response.

“I don’t want ice, I want it hot, with extra milk,” the mustachioed man said, glancing at Chaun. “You’re crazy, drinking iced coffee on such a snowy day.”

Reed placed two disposable coffee cups below the two coffee outlets of the coffee machine, set the mixing ratio, and the coffee machine quickly dispensed coffee.

He turned around and handed each of them a cup of coffee. "Do you have any new leads?"

“That’s why I came to you – because we had no leads,” the man with the mustache said, taking the coffee and gripping it with his rough hands. His gaze shifted to He Ao, who was signing documents nearby, and he quickly asked, “Who’s this kid? Is he the one you arrested last night?”

“This is Loren,” Reed walked to Heo’s side, picked up the coffee cup he had just put down, and introduced him while taking a sip. “I introduced that young man to you last night.”

"The cult of the Abnormal wants to hunt down that young man?" Charn quickly realized.

"That street kid who sped across half the city?" the man with the mustache said almost simultaneously.

He Ao kept his head down, didn't say anything, and continued signing.

“Alright,” the man with the mustache turned his gaze to Reed, “So, is there any new lead on this kid?”

“Let’s talk about your side first,” Reed said slowly. “Have the people you arrested given anything?”

He Ao, who was standing to the side, had already signed the papers. He then put down the tablet in his hand and picked up the investigation materials about Sylvia and her family that Reed had given him earlier.

The man with the mustache glanced at He Ao, then hesitated, as if he wanted to say something but didn't.

Charn, standing beside him, took a sip of coffee and said slowly, "Currently, 60% of the people the FBI has found are gang members, 35% are mercenaries, and only about 5% are suspected of being associated with abnormal cults."

"Gang members know the least, almost nothing. They just do things for money. Some gang members' superiors are mercenaries."

"The mercenaries all take jobs on the black market, maintain single-line contact, and enter Xiluo City in batches."

“People associated with the abnormal cult should know something, but they either commit suicide or die in the chaos, and those who survive are mentally unstable and cannot get any useful information from them.”

"Have you tried mind reading?" Reed asked softly.

“We tried,” Charn said slowly, “but their minds were completely blank. They only remembered that they had met some kind of ‘high-ranking’ person in Xiluo City, but they couldn’t remember the specific location or any details.”

Hearing this, the man with the mustache took a sip of coffee and nodded, saying, "The situation at the city police department is similar to that of the FBI. The other side is extremely ruthless. Those who committed suicide may not have done so 'voluntarily,' but we haven't found any trace of him doing it."

“The situation is the same on my end,” Reed said, taking a sip of his coffee. “The other side is very decisive. As soon as they realize things are getting out of control, they cut off all threats and retreat.”

“But that doesn’t make sense,” Charn pondered. “The mercenaries they hired were all sent in through various means and channels, and the timeline was very long.”
"The mercenaries we captured were among those who entered the country as early as the beginning of last year. Their deployment of personnel was not a sudden whim, but rather a planned and premeditated act."

"Hiring these mercenaries long-term would require a considerable amount of money,"

He looked up at Reed and said, "After spending so much time planning and arranging, and wasting so many resources, it's unreasonable to give up completely after just one major setback without even trying."

Monthly pass goal achieved! Thank you. There are still five chapters to go today, this is the first one.