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"We found them from a basement."

Next, with the police's explanations and the hoarse personal accusations of the two victims, John and Edward, all the hands and practitioners present instantly understood what happened.

These two young men came here a year ago.

At that time, they thought they had finally found a place they could rely on.

But they didn't expect that when they refused an order from the master, they immediately became prisoners of the subordinates.

Hearing the stories of these two people, a chill that penetrated the heart gradually rose from the hearts of these young people.

They never thought that this place was not a "home" that could accommodate them, but a "hell" that opened a huge mouth of the abyss and swallowed them, the lost lambs, one by one.

"Then those people who said they were leaving here, are they all taken away?" A blond girl murmured to herself in a daze.

The expression on his face gradually became frightened as he thought about it.

Several timid girls were suddenly struck down by the cruel facts, and suddenly cried "Wow".

In addition, there was more or less a trace of fear and fear on the faces of other students.

If the police hadn't arrived in time, their fate might have been the same as John and Edward's before them, becoming tools for providing blood.

Standing in the crowd, Corinne Wen, who was somewhat slender, also wrinkled her beautiful eyebrows.

It wasn't that she felt scared, just a little nauseous.

After all, she has only been here for three days.

However, others are different. Staying in this place can take up to a year or take up to a few months.

I already have a certain degree of affection for this place.

However, they were suddenly told that this place was actually a cult. Anyone who disobeyed orders would have their blood drained from their bodies and die in pain.

Anyone would feel that the world they knew suddenly collapsed.

That feeling was something Colleen Wen couldn't understand.

In her heart, she felt more thankful and with some regret.

If this place wasn't "that kind of" place, she might really stay here for a long, long time

In life, there are not many ifs.

Leon, who had just walked out of the Botu's office and came to the main square, was thinking the same thing.

If he had not been assassinated, he would not have discovered the location of the Hand and Society Academy; if he had not notified the New York police, many homeless young people would have become the eyes and ears of the Hand and Society, and some would have even been drained. death by blood

Different choices create different lives.

Leon feels that as long as he does not regret everything he has done, no matter how difficult and thorny the next thing is, he can continue to move forward with a clear conscience.

Regarding the decision of the Hand and Association Academy, he believed that the choice he made was the right one.

Seeing Lyon coming to the square, Senior Superintendent Owen couldn't help but his eyes lit up. He took a step forward and handed over a document in his hand: "Agent Lyon, this is the residence list found in the dormitory. You See if your friend’s daughter’s name is on it.”

His words seemed a bit flattering.

As long as this case is handled well, promotion and salary increase will not be a dream at all.

The middle-aged man named Owen was able to obtain the command to lead this operation because he was George Stacey's most trusted confidant.

Naturally, he also understood that in this case, if Lyon, an FBI agent, had not provided intelligence and evidence, he would never have had the chance to win this case.

Therefore, it is very normal to have an unexpectedly friendly attitude toward Lyon.

"Oh, thank you."

Taking the file and flipping through it, Leon immediately found the somewhat familiar name: Colleen Wen

Sure enough it's here

He pointed to "Colleen Wing" on the list and said happily: "I found her and she is here as expected."

That's right, the "friend's daughter" that Lyon calls is Iron Fist's future girlfriend, Colleen Wynn

In his memory, after Colleen Wing returned to New York from Japan, she became Botu's apprentice and lived in the Handwakai Academy.

Later, when Iron Fist came down from the mountain and exposed Bo Tu's true face, Colleen Wynn suddenly realized that she and Iron Fist fought against the evil hand and society.

She is a female superhero with a strong sense of justice. Even though she does not have superpowers, she still uses her own strength to help others to the best of her ability.

Colleen Wing was also one of the reasons why he destroyed the Hand and Society Academy.

After all, he didn’t want to watch Colleen Wen, a young girl with a strong sense of justice, waste her youth on Shou Hehui under the influence of Botu.

"Oh, Colleen Wing, right? I asked someone to bring her over."

Leon was startled for a moment, then nodded, "Well, I'm sorry to bother you."

When handing the documents back, he suddenly thought of a question and asked casually: "By the way, Superintendent Irving, what should we do with these young people?"

"Oh, we will take them back to the police station for investigation first. Then, if it is determined that they were brought here without knowing anything, then we will let them go."

"Or contact the welfare agency and send them there, where they should be able to receive better care."

welfare institutions

Hearing this handling method, Leon was speechless.

They come here precisely because they don't want to go to a welfare institution.

Now if you send them to a welfare institution, wouldn't it mean that they have gone round and round and are back to the same place?

Who knows, as soon as you step out of the door of the police station, you will become a homeless man again.

Looking at the lost sheep who were registering their identity information with the police, Leon suddenly thought of a person.

A very powerful man in New York.

"He should be able to help settle these people." After murmuring in a low voice, Leon said to Owen: "Wait for me first."

As soon as he finished speaking, he came to the corner, took out his phone, and pressed a series of numbers without stopping.

"drop"

Soon, the call was connected.

A gentleman-like magnetic voice came from the other side: "This is Wesley, who are you?"

"It's me, Leon."

Hearing this name, James Wesley's hand couldn't help but tremble, and the phone he put next to his ear almost fell to the ground.

After hurriedly catching the phone, Wesley glanced at Wilson Fisk, who was standing not far away and admiring a Mark Rothko oil painting on the wall. He couldn't help but cover his mouth with his hand and said softly: "Excuse me, do you have anything? What's the matter?"

"I have something to talk to your employer about."