A family of three was shivering in the basement. The man kept comforting his wife and child, telling them that everything would be fine.
They hadn't eaten or drunk anything since yesterday afternoon. No one came to take care of them!
They were trapped here by those people. What was even more terrifying was that humans needed to metabolize, but their hands and feet were tied, and they were fixed to the pipes in the basement.
As parents, although it was very awkward, they couldn't control their biological needs. They all pooped in their pants, and so did their child. This made them very uncomfortable.
Hunger, thirst, and the psychological blow that they were suffering made them full of despair. This was not like the TV dramas, where kidnapped people could not eat, drink, or poop for days and nights!
The basement door suddenly opened, and a woman with slightly darker skin walked in. As soon as she entered the basement, she pinched her nose and fanned herself with a look of disdain.
But thinking that Black Stone's men were not far away, she could only brace herself and enter. "Later, I need you to cooperate. If you cooperate, your wife and child will be able to live. Do you understand what I mean?"
The man was stunned for a moment and nodded. "I will cooperate, but … I need to clean up. They also need some water, food, and clean clothes."
The woman with slightly darker skin walked to the man's side and untied him. "No problem. We don't want to hurt anyone. We just need a place to rest temporarily."
"As long as you cooperate, you will be safe after we leave. No one will be hurt in this matter. Do you understand?"
The man nodded. "I will cooperate!"
Soon, the two of them went upstairs. In the bathroom, the man took off his pants awkwardly. The woman with slightly darker skin didn't leave. She kept urging him in the bathroom.
"Don't be shy like a woman. I've seen at least dozens of those things. You don't have to be ashamed of your … Quickly go in and wash yourself clean."
"Damn it, you are definitely the man who will leave the deepest impression on me with a butt full of shit!"
She complained and vented as she watched the man wash himself clean and change into his clothes.
She also changed into the man's wife's clothes in front of the man. Fortunately, the difference in size between them wasn't too big.
The man ate bread and drank milk while listening to the woman with slightly darker skin.
"We're husband and wife. I'm an immigrant. I don't have any children. There are only the two of us in the house. It's simple, right?"
"Don't make any other mistakes. After this is over, you will all be fine. Don't do anything that you will regret!"
After a few simple instructions, they sat in the living room and waited quietly.
About ten minutes later, someone knocked on the door.
The dark-skinned woman stood up and let the man walk in front. The two of them opened the door at the entrance.
The moment the man opened the door, he felt something pressing against his waist. He knew it must be a gun.
This made him a little nervous.
There were three field agents in Black Stone uniforms standing outside the door. Two of them held weapons in their hands, and the muzzles were pointed downwards. There were also two police officers in a car not far away.
They were just some kind of 'supervisors'. The two police officers were responsible for the investigation of the entire community. Their existence was the guarantee of the legality of the law enforcement in Black Rock City.
The one standing at the front was a young man in his twenties. He looked very energetic and gave off a good impression.
"Good morning, sir and madam. I'm sure you know why we're here …"
The man felt the muzzle of the gun against his waist. He quickly nodded. "Yes, who are we arresting …"
The young man looked up at him and said with a smile, "You don't have to be nervous, sir …" He glanced into the room. "This is your wife, right?"
The homeowner nodded. "Yes, my wife. She's an immigrant."
"What about your children?"
"We … don't have children."
"Okay, did you see anyone yesterday?"
The young man then added some characteristics. "They looked dangerous. Some of them were injured. In short, they didn't look like ordinary people."
The homeowner shook his head. "No, I worked all day yesterday. I only came back after work at night."
He turned his face slightly as if asking about his' wife '.
The dark-skinned woman also shook her head. "Sorry, I wasn't feeling well. I was sleeping and didn't notice these things."
The young man smiled. "That's enough. Thank you very much for your cooperation. Sir and madam, if there are any problems, call the police immediately."
Just as the young man had turned around and the homeowner was about to close the door, the young man suddenly turned around and asked, "Did you watch the football game last night?"
The homeowner was stunned. He had watched a football game, but at this time, in order to send the man away, he nodded and said, "Yes, it was very …" He did not give any further description and left some space.
The young man turned around again. He gently closed the door and breathed a sigh of relief.
The dark-skinned woman also breathed a sigh of relief. "You did well. You and your family survived because of your choice!"
However, they did not know that they had been exposed.
Last night's football game was delayed by the president's speech. If he had watched the game, he would not have said "arrest someone" but "arrest terrorists".
As the young man left, he made a gesture to the police car. The police officer in the car was stunned for a moment. Then, he picked up the walkie-talkie and began to call for help. The Blackstone field agents and police officers nearby, the Investigation Bureau agents, and the Security Council agents gathered.
The dark-skinned woman definitely did not know that these people had gotten the resident information of the community service company first when they were "scouting".
In order to better serve the residents in the community, the community service company would record some simple family information that would not violate the privacy of the residents.
For example, simple information such as how many people lived in a house, whether it was a family or not.
In this information, there was a family of three living in this house with one child. This was also the basis for the service company to provide free milk to the residents.
The house itself also had some information about the children, such as the ball in the yard. A family without children would not put a ball in the yard to make trouble for themselves.
Coupled with an "immigrant wife" and "no children" that obviously did not match, there was definitely a problem with this resident.
Whether the problem was a problem that Blackstone Security wanted to solve or not, they would not let go of this problem.
Scarface walked out of the storage room. He glanced at the cowardly man, and the smile on his face was even more unnerving than a threat. "You've done well. You've gained our initial trust. I hope we can become friends after this is over. What do you say?"
What else could the man do other than say "yes"?
Scarface also realized that with such a high-intensity search outside, even if they left this place, it would be difficult for them to escape.
It was better to stay here for a while and wait for his companions to recover from their injuries. Then, they would consider leaving.
During this time, they could continue to torture Sister Charlie and try to dig out the information they wanted from her.
Even if they could not dig it out, they could still throw it to Mr. Wycliff in exchange for the rest of the money.
However, during the time they were hiding here, they needed to eat, drink, and defecate. The latter part was easy to solve, but eating would become a big problem.
They could not buy the ingredients themselves, so they could only ask the owner of the house to do it. This required the cooperation of the owner of the house. So, it was obvious that he had to do his homework to ease the tension between the two sides.
Scarface was silent for a while and looked at the woman. "Take his wife and child to take a shower and eat something. We are not bad people."
Then, he took out a stack of money, about three to four hundred dollars, and stuffed it into the man's hand. "During this time, you or your wife will help us buy food. If anyone asks, tell them that you are planning to have a party, understand?"
Purchasing too much food all at once might attract the attention of some people. Holding a party was obviously a very suitable excuse.
The car could be driven directly into the garage, and the people nearby would not know how much they bought. This way, they could hide the fact that there were many people living here.
The man looked at the money, unsure if he should take it or not.
"Take it, we need to trust each other," the woman added.
The woman added. Perhaps it was because the two of them cooperated well just now, the man finally put the money away.
This made Scarface smile more sincerely. He clapped his hands. "Okay, the danger is over …"
At the same time, the other residents outside were quietly being evacuated.
Thanks to the pursuit of privacy of the residents in the middle-class community, there were some plants between each house to block each other's view. Other than the front yard, they could directly see each other's lives in the front yard. As for the backyard, the windows of the houses, and so on, they lacked good observation points.
They could not see that in the backyard, the ordinary people were leaving.
Ten minutes later, a small command center was set up in the house opposite the house where Scarface and the others were hiding.
The director of Blackstone Security, the head of the police station, the deputy director of the Investigation Bureau, and the director of the safety committee were all there.
This "encirclement" was mainly responsible for the people from Blackstone Security. Their employees were dead, and this incident, to some extent, was tantamount to endangering the reputation of Blackstone Security. They had to take action.
Considering that Mr. Lynch had a good relationship with the president, the military, and the Department of National Defense, and was a special consultant of the safety committee, and Blackstone Security's professionalism, the local government agreed to let Blackstone Security take the lead.
Now that the personnel were almost ready to launch an attack at any time, there was still a problem, and that was, what about the ordinary people in the house?
From the information sheet, it could be seen that a family of three lived here. Now that only the male owner was seen, there was no doubt that the female owner and the child must have been captured.
If they attacked, those people were likely to use the family as hostages.
Once such a confrontation happened, if it could not be resolved quickly, and if the media found out and leaked it, they would be in a very passive position.
After a moment of silence, the director of Blackstone Security said, "I think this family of three has been killed …"