What! Our family is actually the descendant of the evil god?.

As he spoke, he walked in front and led the way.

Just as he said, the basement where Rosaline was imprisoned was not far away, and it didn't take long for them to reach the detached apartment.

Looking at the locked door in front of him, one of the night watchmen reached out and knocked on the door.

As the knock on the door sounded, a slightly hoarse voice soon rang out from the apartment:

"who is it?"

After hearing this voice, the night watchman who knocked on the door replied calmly:

"I'm Ogus, the police officer in charge of this block. Mr. Boris, we suspect you are involved in a kidnapping case. Please open the door and let us investigate."

At this time, another night watchman explained to Eros in a voice that only the two of them could hear:

"Boris is the secret friend of Lawrence Blanche, and Lawrence is the kidnapper hired through him."

"The follow-up to what Lawrence Blanche said was that after the kidnappers kidnapped Rosalyn Blanche, they would hand her over to Boris who lived here, and Boris would temporarily imprison her in the basement below this room."

"After the funerals of his brother and niece are completed in a few days, he will come to pick up Rosalyn Blanche and disguise the scene of her death."

"Lawrence is still at the funeral and hasn't come here, so Rosalyn should still be in the basement of this house."

"Is that so?" Eros frowned, because he did not sense any living breath in the basement under the house.

Could it be that Lawrence lied? Did he resist the psychological suggestion of these night watchmen?

Although he was full of doubts, he didn't say much.

He wanted to wait and see if he could get some clues from the man named Boris.

While they were talking, the door opened a crack and an eye peered out from the crack:

"How can I believe that you are real police officers? And not disguised robbers who come to my house?"

"Also, what kidnapping case? What are you talking about?"

The night watchman who knocked on the door took out a police ID from his coat pocket and handed it to the door:

"This is my identification!"

The person inside the room opened the door a little wider and quickly reached in to take the police officer's ID.

After confirming the authenticity of the police certificate, he slowly opened the door and said apologetically:

"I'm sorry, Sheriff Will, please forgive my caution."

"As you know, there was an earthquake yesterday, and this neighborhood is still a bit chaotic. From time to time, some gang members come to rob people. I have no choice but to do this."

The night watchman called Sheriff Will ignored Boris' apology and repeated his previous words in a calm tone:

"We suspect you are involved in a kidnapping case. Please accept our investigation."

Boris stood at the door without moving. He looked at the night watchman named Will with some doubt in his eyes and said hesitantly:

"Mr. Sheriff, did you find the wrong person? I have been staying at home for the past two days. How could I be related to the kidnapping case?"

Will glanced at Boris, who was behaving perfectly normal, and his voice remained calm:

"Whether it's related or not, we'll know after we investigate. Now please move aside, or we'll detain you directly on suspicion of obstructing public service."

"You are using violence!" Boris shouted.

Will said nothing, but calmly looked at Boris who was a little agitated in front of him.

The policeman in front of him was unmoved, and Boris finally said as if he was deflated:

"Where's your search warrant?"

Will took out something from his body again and handed it over. These things were prepared before they set out.

After checking the search warrant, Boris finally made way, but despite this, he still muttered:

"If you don't find anything, I will definitely report you for violent law enforcement to the city hall."

Looking at Boris, who looked calm and not at all panicked, a hint of doubt flashed in Will's eyes.

However, he quickly suppressed the doubts in his eyes and turned to his companions behind him and said:

"Let's go search it!"

The remaining three night watchmen nodded in succession, walked past Boris, entered the apartment and began to check.

Boris followed them all the time, muttering:

"The things in the room are all my treasures. If you break them, I will ask you to pay for them."

Eros stood in the living room, staring at the man named Boris with a thoughtful expression.

Soon, the night watchmen checked Boris's apartment, including the basement.

But unfortunately, they did not find any trace of Rosalyn Branch, which made them very confused.

Lawrence Branch was clearly talking about this place, and the basement also matched, so why is there no one here?

Could it be that Lawrence had deceived him and the others? No! This is impossible!

He is just an ordinary person, how could he resist our spiritual suggestion?

But if there is no lie, what is going on?

At this time, Boris spread his hands and said, "Now that you have checked, you should believe that I have nothing to do with the kidnapping case, right?"

Will's eyes narrowed slightly, and he said in a deep voice: "Then can you explain what the handcuffs and chains in the basement are about?"

Boris raised his eyebrows and said in a somewhat sarcastic tone:

"This is just my personal hobby. I often invite some good friends to get together in the basement. Those are just small props to increase the fun. Could it be that Mr. Sheriff even cares about this?"

At this time, another night watchman suddenly curled his lips at the night watchman named Will and said:

"I've said it before, it's better to just use hypnosis, it's simple, efficient, and doesn't waste time."

"You insist on wasting your energy asking questions when you won't get anything out of them."

Will was a little embarrassed by what he said and coughed lightly.

Boris, who was standing next to him, heard this conversation and suddenly felt uneasy for no reason:

"What do you want to do? If you use violent law enforcement, I will really report it to the city hall!"

Will didn't say anything, just stared at Boris in front of him.

After being stared at like this for a while, Boris felt his thoughts becoming increasingly sluggish. He looked at Will in front of him in horror and uttered a few words with difficulty.

"What...are you...going to do..."

Before he could finish this sentence, his consciousness fell into complete silence.

Looking at Boris, who had a blank look in his eyes and a dull expression, Will asked in a deep voice:

"Where is Rosalyn Branch, who you kidnapped?"

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