Steam Western Fantasy: This werewolf is ridiculously strong!

The sudden answer made Leila hold back her tears a little. She looked at the police officer and asked curiously:

"Is there anyone else?"

At the same time, she thought to herself: Does this mean that there is only one person who did all this?

The police officer was about to say something else, but was interrupted by a stern rebuke:

"Jimmy! What are you talking about?! Go and maintain order now, stop slacking off here!"

Another man, wearing a uniform one level higher than that of an ordinary police officer, had a sullen look on his face.

Obviously, he was very dissatisfied with the police officer named Jimmy's talkative behavior.

After being taught a lesson, Jimmy did not dare to talk back, but kept his head down and hid far away.

Leila looked at the police officer who was walking away, her red eyes filled with a thoughtful look.

"I don't know who is so amazing that he could do something like this. He is a true hero!"

Mrs. Deli came to the same conclusion as Leila from the previous conversation and praised the mysterious "hero" generously.

The excitement lasted almost a day and a night.

The whole Dude town is like a festival.

In order to comfort their frightened children, some parents chose to take them around the town to buy whatever they wanted.

I thought there would be a heavy bleeding, but the children's performance was surprisingly consistent.

These abducted children seem to be extremely repulsive to strangers or things from the outside world.

No matter how their parents asked, they just buried their heads in their parents' arms and refused to answer.

Such an abnormal reaction makes parents very distressed, but they just think that the child is too frightened and it will get better after some time.

……

A new day, Bayek.

After Glenn finished his breakfast, he explained the job requirements to Ravel in detail.

The Curly-haired master listened particularly carefully this time, and it was obvious that the lesson of hunger was very effective.

After Glenn sighed in his heart that the naughty boy's unruly appearance was gone forever, he drove the deer cart to Dude Town.

There is still a door that needs to be replaced at Mrs. Ryan's house. If it is completed sooner, we can see if there is any suitable place to open a store.

With Defa's words as evidence, he still has some confidence in how the business of the store will be.

While planning in his mind, the deer cart had already entered Dude Town for who knows how long.

Glenn came to his senses and immediately identified the direction and headed towards Mrs. Ryan's residence.

But he vaguely noticed that some residents in the town looked worried.

But he didn't think much about it. It wasn't surprising in itself. He just thought that he had keen senses and knew it passively.

As he approached the familiar house, Glenn saw Mrs. Ryan returning with something in her hand from afar.

"Mrs. Ryan!" Glenn greeted her warmly, jumping off the stag cart and walking a few steps to her.

"It's Glenn. You're here really early. I'm sorry to bother you again."

Mrs. Ryan likes Glenn, a passionate and steady young man who knows a lot at a young age, is not frivolous or arrogant, and has saved her husband's life.

If she had a daughter, she would definitely try to make Glenn her son-in-law.

"If you're not motivated to make money, there's something wrong with your brain." Glenn shrugged.

"That's right, ha ha ha..." Mrs. Ryan smiled, took out two yellow fruits from the basket in her hand and stuffed them into Glenn's hands, saying:

"Here, this is egg yolk fruit, it tastes very good, try it."

Glenn took it without hesitation.

This is a fruit unique to this world. The original owner has tasted it, so Glenn also knows its taste. It is indeed delicious.

"Then I'll help you change the door first. I have something else to do later."

"Okay, but don't you need to measure first?"

"No, I checked yesterday, and all your doors are the same size."

After a brief exchange, Glenn had already taken the wooden door from the stag cart and installed it skillfully using hammer, nails, door hinges, etc.

Finally, he took out another lock and said, "Madam, I have also prepared a door lock for you. It is a benefit and there is no extra charge."

"How about that..."

Mrs. Ryan didn't want Glenn to suffer any loss, and was about to refuse, but she heard Glenn say:

"It would be unkind of you to refuse, ma'am."

Mrs. Ryan thought about it and it made sense. She could only remain silent, even though she felt a little embarrassed.

After all, thank you so much for your care.

However, for Glenn, these so-called cares were almost voluntary, because he only did things to follow his heart.

Without much effort, Glenn installed a new door perfectly.

Just as he was about to say goodbye, Sheriff Dougli came back from outside in a somewhat anxious manner.

The sheriff seemed relieved to see Glenn was still there.

"What's the matter, dear?" Mrs. Ryan looked at her husband strangely.

"Nothing? I have something to ask Glenn." Dougli took off his hat and adjusted his balding head.

Glenn guessed what the other party was going to ask, and did not refuse. He said, "Okay, can we talk about it here?"

Glancing at his wife, Dougli hesitated and said softly, "It's just a little work. Let's go over there and talk while we walk."

He pointed to the square in the distance.

Glenn nodded.

Although Mrs. Ryan was very unhappy with Dougley's hiding things from her, she didn't say much. She just said she would be back for dinner and then went about her business.

"That matter..."

"I did it."

The two were walking in the sparsely populated square. As soon as Dougli opened his mouth, Glenn admitted it directly.

This stunned the sheriff for a while.

"I didn't expect you to be so powerful. I was worried that you would be in danger living in a place like Bayek. It seems I was overthinking."

Seeing the other party's self-deprecating look, Glenn thought for a moment and said, "I will not abuse this power. You can rest assured about this, Sheriff."

"I understand that my many years of professional career have given me a pair of eyes that are very good at judging people, and I can see at first sight that you are a person with justice in your heart."

The sheriff praised Glenn's character.

Then he suddenly changed the subject and said, "We reported this incident truthfully. The reaction from above was very strange, or rather, they took it very seriously. This may be related to the giant bug."

Glenn didn't expect the other party to tell him such a thing, so he reminded him, "Sheriff, can you tell me about this kind of internal affairs of your police station?"

Dougli smiled and waved his hands, "You can answer my questions without any scruples, why can't I make an exception for once?"

"Okay." Glenn was speechless, so he continued the previous topic and asked, "So how did you handle it?"

Dougli showed a troubled expression and said, "The higher-ups will send someone down to investigate and take the insect corpse away. They will definitely look for you then. You might be in trouble."

"We need evidence to do things. If they can't find evidence, what can they do to me?"

"It's not that simple. Even though the police station in our town is like this, the people above are often unreasonable."

"I see..." Glenn lowered his head and thought.

Although it is a bit troublesome, Glenn also has his own countermeasures. He is just thinking about how to minimize the impact.

"But I will keep it secret for you. The only problem is that there are too many people in the police station who know the inside story, and they will eventually find out about you. I think you should leave for a while to avoid the spotlight."

At this time, Daogli gave his own ideas.

Hearing this, Glenn raised his head and smiled, "It's okay, we'll talk about it later. I have my own way."