Girls Frontline: Griffin Security

"Don't just stand there"

After returning to the hotel, Xu Bin did not dare to waste time and immediately pointed at a few humanoids and gave orders:

"You two go upstairs and keep watch. If you see any creature that doesn't look like a human, just shoot it... You, go block the back door of the hotel, and check all the doors and windows on the first floor."

"Okay...ok!"

The girls responded and scattered, running back to their respective posts... Some of them hadn't figured out what was going on yet, as they had been guarding the hotel to protect their clients.

Pulling the fire evacuation plan off the wall, Xu Bin checked the hotel several times, and only breathed a sigh of relief after confirming that all hidden dangers had been eliminated:

"Oh, I'm so tired....Ellen, are you okay?"

"I'm fine, but I can't find Grandma Rotty!"

"What?" Xu Bin frowned immediately after hearing this.

What a joke, where would the old lady go alone in such a critical moment?

While complaining in his heart, Xu Bin followed Ellen into the room behind the counter. He had just checked other places in the building and did not find the old man.

Pushing the door open gently, Xu Bin walked in vigilantly with a gun in hand... It was a clean and tidy room, and the bed and table were kept in tact by the old lady.

The only difference is the food on the table, which is all moldy and spoiled. The presence of these things adds a sense of disharmony to the clean house.

The two searched the house for several times but could not find the old man. Allen, with a helpless look on his face, sat down on the sofa, took out his letter from his bag and stroked it again...

"Relax, she's such a kind person, nothing will happen to her"

Xu Bin picked up a Bible on the table, turned around and handed it to Ellen to comfort him.

The latter still had a sad face, he lowered his head and sat on the sofa, unable to say a word...

In order to be in the best condition to reunite with his old friends, this guy slept very soundly last night, and took a thorough bath after getting up... At this moment, his appearance has returned to the same as in the old photos, and no one will mistake him for a "zombie" anymore.

But now, the neighbor grandmother who watched him grow up is missing... How can he not be sad?

Xu Bin could understand his mixed feelings of disappointment and worry at the moment, so he didn't say anything more. He just patted the other person's shoulder and walked towards the dining table.

He wanted to investigate the things on the dining table. He had noticed something strange there before, but he was in a hurry to find the old lady so he didn't stop to take a closer look. This time he had a chance. Anyway, the hotel was guarded by humanoids, so it wouldn't be a big deal for him to touch the fish for the time being.

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When I came to the dining table, the first thing that caught my eye was the clean table and the clean plates. Of course, there was also the moldy food...

This is really a combination that goes against people's cognition... Judging from the hygiene of the room, the old lady should be a person who loves cleanliness. Why would she put such moldy food on the table?

Pinching his nose, Xu Bin went to the kitchen again and looked around... Every seasoning and ingredient was expired. And from the spotlessly clean frying pan, he could tell that the kitchenware had been used not long ago.

Oh, this is really strange...

All the clues in the house were telling him that the owner didn't mind eating spoiled food.

So were these things cooked by Grandma Rotty recently? Wasn't she afraid of getting sick?

Just as Xu Bin was thinking hard about this, Ellen in the bedroom suddenly shouted:

"Hey Xu Bin, come here! I found this!"

"What did you find?"

Xu Bin pushed open the bedroom door and saw the latter holding the Bible in both hands, looking at him with a complicated expression:

"There is a letter in this Bible. I sent it to her..."

"You sent it to Grandma Rotty?"

Xu Bin, realizing there was a new clue, hurried forward and took the Bible handed over by the other party...

The kraft paper envelope was carefully placed in the book, and it was obvious that the old man treasured it very much.

It was true that the sender was Ellen Rodriguez, but the time of delivery was November 2053... the day after the outbreak of World War III!

He cast a shocked look at Eren, who responded with a look of bewilderment:

"To be honest, I feel a little complicated right now. Could you please read the contents of the letter to me?"

"OK," the commander nodded.

It's not surprising that the other party is in such a complicated mood... Based on the existing clues, even a fool can infer that he encountered something, or some "big things" one day after 2053.

And this "big event" is most likely related to his amnesia and being hunted by unknown forces!

Xu Bin nodded seriously to the other party, and then took out the letter from the envelope...

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First Letter

Dear Grandma Rotty,

Hello, I hope this letter can reach you in time on Thanksgiving Day... But no matter what, I would like to express my blessings to you to thank you for your encouragement and support over the years. Thank you!

Do you remember the year when I just got my university diploma and was about to enter the journalism industry? It was the encouraging letter you sent that gave me the courage to pass the interview at the newspaper in one try. The boss of the newspaper almost begged me to join! (Well, maybe my own excellent ability is also one of the reasons. Please allow me to brag about myself here. After all, this confidence is given by you)

I wonder how my dear Hailey is doing recently. Is she still playing the free guitar at the music store every day? If you have a chance next time, please help me check if her fingers are injured... I played the cheap guitar at her home twice, and the strings were as hard as iron sticks! Although she always said in the letters she sent me that her fingers didn't hurt, I still couldn't believe it. If you see her at the Thanksgiving celebration in the town, please tell her: "Hailey, I will hold a wedding with you next time I come back and give you the best guitar in the world!"

In addition, I would like to complain to you.

You know, the current development prospects of the federal journalism industry are not optimistic. Ever since that idiot Flatnexion (I hope this letter will not be read by him) came up, the newspapers seem to have entered a slow death... Reporters are restricted in their work, and I feel like my eyes and nose have been gouged out.

So I signed up for the "International Press Corps"! Yes, that organization that travels around the world, serving only the truth!

They are really a bunch of desperate guys! From the chaotic Mexico to the non-continent where the plague broke out... wherever the truth is needed, they dare to go there!

I got along really well with these guys, and the guy who interviewed me for the press felt the same way... He dragged me to the bar right after the interview and we drank all night. Until we lost control of our mouths while chatting and got beaten up by the Flatnechon Youth League, we shook hands and said goodbye with bruises on our faces, haha!

Next, I will go to the Peninsula Country to conduct a one-year battlefield investigation with my new colleagues. Please don't worry, I will protect myself. Believe in the strength of "Steel Ellen"! I will definitely bring back a true report for the people of the Federation!

In addition, the unit providing security services for us in the Peninsula is the Southeast Asia Battalion of the International Brigade. Due to that damn position, I can no longer send letters to the Federation during the year I am on a business trip... Please don't be lonely, Haley will take good care of you for me.

Kyle, the son of a watchmaker who learned his craft from his father in the shop opposite yours, also joined the International Brigade. He told me last week that he went to the war without his parents' consent. I guess his family is very worried now. When I arrive in the Peninsula, I will first ask the Southeast Asia Battalion about his situation. I will write to you in a year and ask you to pass on the news.

But please remember to tell his father not to have too high expectations, because I probably can't find out any news about Kyle... He joined the North American Battalion. As far as I know, this team will be sent to the Brest front in Polska to fight against the Saudi Union after Thanksgiving (don't worry too much, because volunteers are usually assigned to do logistics work in the rear)

Oh, sorry, I became serious while writing. I hope this won’t affect the festive atmosphere of the town.

So I will stop here and once again sincerely wish you a happy Thanksgiving!

Ellen Rodriguez, who has been receiving your kindness since childhood

2053/ 11/ 24

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After reading the contents of the letter aloud, Xu Bin carefully wrapped it in an envelope and stuffed it into Ellen's bag.

Why not just hand it to him?

The reason was very simple. At this moment, Allen was frozen like ice. He looked at the place where Xu Bin had just stood with empty eyes and could not come back to his senses for a long time...