"Sheriff, is war really about to start? The extraordinary army has begun to increase the number of staff members!"
"I didn't expect that Mr. Monde is actually a brigadier general. Oh my god, this is too scary!"
"What should we do if the southerners attack us?!"
Ever since Sheriff Owen signed a confidentiality agreement with the young man and the military, the young man began chattering non-stop in Sheriff Owen's ear, making Sheriff Owen a little annoyed.
After enduring all this time, Sheriff Owen couldn't stand it any longer and growled at the young man, "Kid, could you please stop chattering in my ear?!"
Since the incident has already happened, it cannot be resolved with just a few words. Young people who keep nagging like this will not have any impact on the overall situation.
On the contrary, it is better to seize the time, prepare everything quickly, stock up on supplies in advance, and wait patiently at home for the storm to end.
This is the choice of a smart person. Acting rashly will only make you lose your mind.
Seeing this, the young man pouted and had no choice but to leave Sheriff Owen. After the burden left, Sheriff Owen felt much more relaxed and started to go home quickly, intending to quickly inform his wife and children of the news so that they could make preparations early.
This is just a small border town. It is not a battleground for military strategists since ancient times, nor is it a place with abundant resources, nor is it an economic center. It is just a small town. If there really is a war, this is an insignificant place. As long as they maintain a good attitude, there is a great possibility that they will survive this crisis.
After saying goodbye to the young man, Owen immediately got into his police car and rushed towards his home.
Although there is a confidentiality agreement, war is already a major issue, so it will be fine as long as we don't disclose the content of today's conversation.
Besides, the war is about to start, who can know the information revealed by a small border town?
The police car sped along. Since Owen was white and a police officer, no one dared to stop him. Soon, Owen returned to the front of his yard.
Owen lived in a two-story villa. He parked his car and was about to enter the house when he found that the fence in his yard had some signs of distortion and the glass also looked a little abnormal and seemed a little blurry.
"Um?!"
Owen was stunned for a moment, then immediately became alert, took out his pistol, and slowly moved towards his home: so many things have happened recently, he can't afford to be careless.
After all, he was a military veteran, and Owen still had his military skills and police knowledge.
He walked to the door cautiously, but did not open it immediately. Instead, he listened carefully to the movements in the house, but he did not hear any sound. It was like a pool of stagnant water, without any ripples.
Owen took a deep breath, slowly took out the key, tiptoed to open the door, and held the gun tightly in his hand.
The gun is loaded. If anything goes wrong, we will kill the victim with one shot.
“Click…”
The door was slowly opened, and Owen pretended to be nonchalant, as if he had just gotten off work, and did not show any nervousness.
Irving's current state is loose on the outside but tight on the inside.
The moment he entered the house, Owen immediately took out his pistol and pointed it at the place where the criminals might be hiding, but it seemed that he was overthinking it. There was no one in sight, even his wife was not in the hall.
"Did he really just go out?"
Owen was a little confused and muttered to himself, but he did not let his guard down. Instead, he held his gun and searched the entire floor carefully.
I didn't find anything special, everything was the same as usual.
Thinking of this, Owen swallowed and looked towards the second floor.
You know, the United States has a stupid rule.
That is, after a homeless person enters an empty house and refuses to leave for a long time, he can legally live in the house and even ask the owner to pay for water and electricity.
Since his wife was not at home, it was very likely that the house would be mistaken for being empty. However, since he was the owner of the house, it was legal for him to shoot the homeless man who broke into the house.
Although it's a bit confusing, all you need to know is that white police officers are legally more powerful than homeless criminals.
Owen continued to move forward carefully along the stairs, heading towards the attic on the second floor.
The second floor was no different from the first, completely empty, without a trace of human life, and seemingly no signs of any intrusion.
"Am I really overthinking it? Fences and glass are just special cases, Bob from the neighbor's house?"
Owen muttered to himself and was about to put away his gun, but he suddenly noticed from the corner of his eye that the bedroom door was closed.
"If there is a problem, it is most likely to be in this closed bedroom."
Owen said this in his heart and continued to move towards the bedroom cautiously, hoping that he was just overthinking it.
Owen tiptoed to the bedroom. Before he could enter, a strange boy's voice came from inside the bedroom: "Sir, stop it. You look like a clown. I've been watching you for a long time. There's no need to be so cautious, right?"
Owen's heart tightened when he heard this: Being able to see his situation through the door... could he be a transcendent?!
"Sir, I don't think we know each other. There's no need to be so awkward."
Owen forced a smile and said to the stranger in the room, "What do you want? I only have 10,000 yuan in savings. If you want it, please take it. Please don't hurt my family. Thank you."
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