"Ah..."
Seeing that Arthur was still speaking in such an unserious tone, Carl could not help shaking her head. However, she said nothing more and merely spoke to the surrounding agents in a flat voice:
"Let's go."
"Yes, ma'am."
Next.
Using the guidance from the Personal Computers on their wrists, Arthur, Carl, and the other agents soon left the forest on the outskirts and arrived at a neighborhood on the edge of the suburbs.
In the evening, many residents were walking along the streets in the area, seemingly taking advantage of the rare cool summer breeze to enjoy the natural scenery of Washington's suburbs.
It was obvious at a glance that this was a wealthy neighborhood, and its security conditions were excellent.
When they saw Carl, Arthur, and the other agents carrying suitcases, no one showed any intention of robbing them. However, after seeing Carl's two-meter-six height, everyone could not help casting surprised looks her way.
Fortunately, the residents of this neighborhood were relatively well-mannered. No one took out a phone to take pictures. At most, they gave her a surprised glance before continuing to chat and stroll with their companions and family members.
At this moment.
Arthur came to an agent's side and whispered, "Sergeant, we don't have identification or money from this world. We need to find a way to get a set for everyone."
"Don't worry. Such a minor matter won't stump us agents."
The agent, whose rank was Sergeant Agent, seemed completely unconcerned about the problem Arthur had mentioned. He then led everyone to the edge of the area.
The residents' streets to the north bordered the suburban woods, while the west led to highway entrances going into or out of the city. Moreover, because each household occupied a large plot of land, the houses were