The woman behind the counter quickly pulled out a double-barreled shotgun from a hidden compartment.
But just as she turned around, holding the shotgun, and before she could clearly see the situation in front of her, the weapon in her hand was snatched away.
Outside the counter, Mike was toying with a Remington shotgun in his hand, but his eyes were fixed on the woman opposite him.
"Wait, we can talk…" Seeing the other party's relaxed expression and the four people wailing behind him, the woman knew she had kicked a steel plate this time. She said in horror, "We can give you money, lots and lots of money. Please don't hurt us."
"Please don't misunderstand, I'm actually a good person." Mike corrected the other party's mistake, holding the shotgun upside down in one hand. With his other hand, he again showed the photo and asked, "Now, can you tell me what's going on with you and the three cannibals in the photo?"
"I don't know what you're talking about…" When it came to the cannibal, the woman again looked guilty and evaded the question, her eyes darting towards the thick beer mug on the counter, as if she still wanted to struggle.
"Still not being honest—"
Mike, who noticed the woman's small movements and probably guessed what evil deeds this family had done, had very limited patience.
Therefore, when the woman intentionally delayed and concealed, he swung the shotgun and smashed it into her face.
For a moment, blood and teeth flew everywhere…
Amidst the collision, the woman first knocked over the wine cabinet behind her, and then fell to the ground, falling into a deep sleep.
It was just evidence; since the other party was unwilling to speak, Mike could find it himself.
So, he turned around and used the same method to make the four people behind him fall into a deep sleep.
Honestly, this Remington is really easy to use.
Later, on his way to the back hall, Mike passed the kitchen and saw huge leg bones on the chopping board.
This family, as expected, were all "cannibals."
Although he was mentally prepared, Mike still felt a chill in his heart.
Just based on the fact that they ate human flesh, the five people in the hotel no longer had any reason to live.
Next, Mike went to the backyard and immediately saw expensive watches, pearl earrings, necklaces, wallets, and other small items scattered all over the ground.
In the corner, next to a crucible for smelting metal, a dozen small gold bars, the length of a hand, were neatly stacked.
These things further corroborated Mike's previous guesses.
Subsequently, he went around the hotel's accommodation area and found a giant safe in a master bedroom.
After violently opening the safe, in addition to dozens of gold bars and several bundles of dollars, an ancient notebook lay at the very bottom.
"Gene Fusion and Hybrid Experiment"
This notebook was an experimental journal from a secret research institute nearly a hundred years ago.
From the content, it was a group of mad scientists attempting to create "new" humans through unconventional methods.
However, since this notebook appeared here, it meant that the research institute from a hundred years ago was likely destroyed by the "monsters" they themselves had created.
And this hotel family was probably the descendant of one of the branches of those monsters who escaped back then.
It is foreseeable that there are still many such monster families in other places.
What a terrible discovery!!!
…
More than half an hour later, Mike, carrying a large bag of spoils, reappeared at the counter.
"What else do you have to argue about?"
After waking the woman with a can of iced water, Mike threw the notebook in front of her.
"You can't kill me, we are also victims…" The woman, completely exposed, looked at the man's increasingly cold expression and was truly afraid this time.
"Is that your last wish?" Mike did not sympathize with the woman because of her ancestors' experiences.
It was God's business to forgive them, and what Mike had to do was send them to meet God earlier.
"We have a certificate of mental abnormality from the hospital, you can't kill us…" Seeing that playing pitiful was useless, the woman changed her survival strategy.
Mental abnormality means being crazy, and the Insanity Exemption Act had been enacted decades ago.
Clearly, this hotel family, while covering for the cannibals in the forest, also had a good understanding of the rules of civilized society.
Thinking about it, if this family didn't have such abilities, the cannibal incident would not have been hidden for so many years.
"Mental abnormality doesn't prove your innocence… Forget it, why am I telling you all this…"
The other party's evil polluted the air for every second they lived. So, Mike swung the shotgun, again making the woman fall into a deep sleep.
It was their last mercy that this family could die in their sleep.
Then, the hotel, filled with strong liquor, was cleansed of its sins by fire.
When the entire hotel was engulfed by flames, Mike threw away the slightly deformed shotgun in his hand and got into his Dodge Pickup.
'This world is truly dangerous!'
Looking at the flames behind him and connecting it with the content of that notebook, Mike couldn't help but sigh.
At the same time, as he set off again, on the other side, Jessie and the others, who were heading to the nearest town, were intercepted by police officers who had received the distress signal and came to rescue them, and were taken to the police station.
"Please explain truthfully, what's the situation with your vehicle?" a young police officer asked in the interrogation room.
There was no way around it; that semi-trailer truck stained with dark blood was simply too conspicuous, making it impossible not to be suspicious.
"That's not our vehicle… There are cannibals in that forest, and thankfully Mike…" To explain the whole story clearly, Jessie was about to tell them how Mike saved them.
Just then, Chris coughed. After interrupting Jessie's speech, he took over, "Thankfully, we were lucky enough to escape when those cannibals were fighting among themselves…"
Carly, standing nearby, heard Chris completely dismiss Mike's credit for saving them and couldn't help but want to argue.
Then, she was pulled by Jessie.
Jessie had realized by then that the cannibal situation was a big problem, and it was best not to get involved if possible.
Moreover, Mike solving three powerful monsters by himself was also difficult to explain.
If not handled well, it could bring a series of troubles to the other party.
"Monster cannibals?" The young police officer also seemed to have thought of something and asked seriously, "Can you tell me more specifically about the cannibal's lair in the forest?"
In recent years, people have frequently gone missing nearby, which was a very headache for the local police department.
And this responsible young police officer, who was willing to work late at night, seemed to have discovered something strange in the cannibal incident.
Next, Chris gave the police officer a detailed account of the situation at the cannibal's lair in the forest.
"Alright, you can go rest first…" The young police officer, who already had some suspicions, did not make things difficult for Jessie and the others.
As he sent the three away, he reminded them, "Please do not leave the town for the next two days. If there's any situation, I will contact you again."
The local police force was insufficient to deal with the cannibal situation overnight, and the young police officer still needed time to report to his superiors.
"Why didn't you let me talk about Mike just now? He clearly saved us." Carly, walking out of the police station, questioned her best friend.
"If you don't want to cause trouble for Mike, it's best not to mention to anyone that he saved us…"
Jessie patiently explained the reason to Carly, then suggested, "Let's find a place to stay near the intersection. When Mike arrives, we can fill him in."
…
At dawn, when Mike drove his Dodge Pickup to the town, he unexpectedly saw three familiar figures at the town entrance.
"Didn't you go to rest? Why are you here?" Mike stopped the car and asked curiously.
After some washing, Jessie and the two others looked much more refreshed. However, the overnight journey still left traces of fatigue on their faces.
"It's a long story. Let's go to the hotel and talk slowly…" Chris was the first to speak.
"OK—" Mike readily followed the three to a nearby hotel.
Jessie and the others had already booked a large room for him in advance.
"If it's not urgent, I'd like to clean up first…" Mike, wearing a blood-stained shirt, said to the other three after entering the room.