My cousin is becoming a legend.

Chapter 124 Visit

The middle-aged man's face still showed a hint of fear as he spoke.

"In short, I was terrified at the time and didn't dare to get involved in such a thing. I ran away as soon as possible. I didn't dare to continue checking the car or waiting there. I didn't go back until the next day."

The middle-aged man still looked somewhat nervous.

He swallowed hard and continued:

"The next morning, I picked up the late truck; it turned out their vehicle had broken down on the way. But all I could think about was the girl from last night, so I went back on my own, as if possessed. But the truck was gone. I felt a little guilty, but I quickly put it out of my mind."

But most importantly, in the following days, I found that car again in the cargo area, and inside were female students covered in blood! I still didn't dare report it to the authorities, because this was clearly something only a professional kidnapping gang could do, and they would definitely retaliate!

The middle-aged man looked somewhat anxious.

"So, sir, please forgive my presumption. This is really not a good place to do business. I didn't unpack the goods because I wanted you to find a safer place!"

Jeremy listened to all the middle-aged man's reasons.

His initial impatience gradually turned into thoughtfulness.

Students at the National College, factories...

Jeremy frowned upon hearing this.

This line of thinking looks familiar.

Are there any of his colleagues nearby?

The background on the other side must be quite large as well.

Perhaps I can use them as a shield.

It's not impossible that we'll collaborate in the future.

Jeremy said in a deep voice, "I'm only giving you one hour to install all the equipment."

The middle-aged man looked bewildered.

I've said so much, why is it having no effect at all?

However, since the master has said so, he naturally has no choice but to comply.

Anyway, I've already told him the situation, so whatever happens in the future has nothing to do with him.

All he wants to do now is finish his work, get the money, and go home to see his daughter.

Everything in the capital is expensive; it's no place for a human to live.

The middle-aged man sighed and began to work.

One by one, the boxes were pried open.

The middle-aged man laboriously placed all the equipment in their designated locations.

After finishing his work, he sat down on the ground, panting.

The middle-aged man was very tired.

He looked at the equipment in front of him, feeling a little strange.

Wasn't it supposed to be a meat storage facility?

How could you possibly use these strange bed boards and knives?

And why is the shape of this freezer so strange? It looks like it's meant to hold...

The middle-aged man felt a chill run down his spine.

He gave Jeremy a stiff smile.

"Sir, it's all finished. Please check it. After I settle the wages, I still have work to do."

Jeremy walked over slowly and carefully inspected each piece of equipment.

This person is very meticulous in his work, and there are no problems with the equipment.

Jeremy was very satisfied.

He waved to the middle-aged man beside him.

"Come here, I'll give you the money."

The middle-aged man got up from the ground and took a money bag.

He counted them carefully, and they were exactly fifty silver nis.

The middle-aged man smiled and bowed to Jeremy.

"Thank you, sir. Thank you, sir. I'll be leaving now."

The middle-aged man took the money and turned to leave quickly.

Jeremy called out to him.

"Wait, I have something to ask you."

The middle-aged man stopped and turned around, revealing a smile.

"Please tell me what's wrong, and I'll do my best to help you if I can."

Jeremy's lips curled up slightly upon hearing this.

"I do need your help with something, but not right now."

"I'm asking you, you're from Labander, aren't you?"

The middle-aged man nodded in surprise.

He hadn't expected that this old man would know about his hometown.

"You're right. Have you ever been to our little town? Haha, my accent is indeed quite noticeable."

The middle-aged man smiled awkwardly.

Jeremy nodded.

"Great, it matches my information."

The middle-aged man's smile gradually faded.

"Sir, what information are you referring to?"

Jeremy ignored his question and smiled at him, pointing to the equipment behind him.

Do you know what this is?

The middle-aged man shook his head, his words slightly stammering.

"No, I don't know, sir. If you have nothing else, I'll take my leave. I really have work to do later, so I won't take up any more of your time."

Jeremy shook his head in disappointment.

"How could nothing be wrong? Didn't I tell you I needed your help? But since you're not interested in my explanation, I'll explain it to you while I work."

The middle-aged man sensed that the atmosphere was becoming increasingly strange.

He wanted to turn around and leave quickly, but found that he suddenly lost all strength and all his muscles were stiff as stone!

The middle-aged man's eyes were filled with terror.

He tried to shout for help, but couldn't make a sound.

"Stop struggling. The dosage I used was extremely precise. How could you possibly move?"

Jeremy smiled happily.

He pointed to the equipment behind him.

"You are honored to be the first guest in my laboratory."

Now please listen patiently as I introduce you to the equipment that you will be using in a short time.

First, let's start with this knife...

......

Violet's mansion.

Lynn gently knocked on the door.

The servants, seeing it was Lynn, let him in immediately.

Violet was somewhat surprised to see Lynn.

"What a coincidence! I was just about to look for you, and then you showed up here yourself. How would you say we're telepathically connected?"

Lynn was taken aback by what he heard, and then became somewhat anxious.

"Is there any news about the ley lines? How is it? Have you found them? Where are they? Are they within the territory of Sinus?"

Lynn's barrage of questions caused Violet, who had originally intended to speak, to change her mind on the spot.

She yawned, fanned herself, and lazily lay back down on the sofa.

"Keep asking, and see if I'll tell you or not."

Seeing Violet's state, Lynn realized his mistake.

He smiled and moved closer.

"My dearest Violet, please forgive my previous disrespect. I believe that your magnanimity, maturity, and beauty will not keep me in suspense, will it?"

The compliments made Violet feel very comfortable.

She nodded in satisfaction.

"continue."

Lynn was somewhat surprised to see that Violet still didn't seem inclined to speak.

Logically speaking, she should have been satisfied with the current situation.

Unexpectedly, this compliant donkey actually leveled up.

[Violet - Flattery Resistance Up↑]

Seeing this, Lynn squatted down at the end of the sofa.

Violet looked at Lynn with some curiosity.

What is this guy trying to do?

Lynn then grabbed Violet's feet with both hands.

After removing her socks, two fair and slender feet were revealed.

Lynn held the soles of his feet, which were slightly cool.

With a little pressure from your fingers, the skin on the soles of your feet becomes as pink and tender as a peach blossom.

"Lady Violet, I have recently learned a new foot massage technique. I'd like you to try it out."

Lynn smiled kindly.