They arrived at the door of a somewhat dilapidated rental house, with no neighbors around.
Aidan took out her key, opened the door, glanced around to make sure no one was outside, then closed and locked the door.
He didn't turn on the light, but instead collapsed onto the bed.
The rented room wasn't large; the dimly lit room contained only a bed, a computer desk with a computer on it, and a gaming chair.
Besides this room, there's only a toilet.
Surprisingly, the room wasn't dirty or messy at all; on the contrary, it was very clean.
There wasn't a speck of dirt on the ground, and although the trash cans were overflowing, it was clear they were frequently used.
Aidan lay on the bed, listlessly turned on the game console, played for a short while, then turned it off and put it aside.
He stared blankly at the ceiling, his expression suddenly becoming troubled.
"Oh dear, why did I agree to her? She's just pretty and innocent, why did I have to lose my mind at this moment?"
Aidan covered her face, looking somewhat regretful of becoming Hela's henchman.
"Just because she's naive doesn't mean she'll treat me well. She might treat me the same way she treated the previous people."
He sighed deeply and buried his head in the pillow.
"Hey hey, congratulations on making a new friend! That's wonderful!"
Just then, a skeleton wearing a blue hoodie and looking less than a meter tall appeared by the bedside and patted Aidan on the shoulder.
Aidan turned her head to look at the skeleton in frustration, then buried her head back down.
"I'd rather not have any friends at all. You guys are enough. Humans are too complicated; I don't want to be friends with them..."
"Well..."
The skeleton paused.
"Okay, but it seems like the person you're befriending isn't human either." He then playfully closed one eye and shrugged.
Aidan was amused by his lame joke and chuckled softly twice.
"Yes, thank you, Sans. You're right, I should make some friends too."
Besides, I don't actually regret it that much.
After all, although the eldest sister is Variant, she does look real...
Oh, alright, alright, go back, go back."
Aidan swallowed hard and waved for Sans to take it back.
He tossed and turned in bed, then banged his head hard against the bed.
"I'm so disgusting..."
On the other side,
Hela had just finished discussing the next steps with Tuote Fulan, and Xiao Huan.
They each returned to their own rooms.
Hela used telepathy to remotely input the plan into Aidan's mind, then plopped down on the bed.
Instead of lying down, Hela, who was sitting on the bed, began to think about Aidan.
Because he couldn't bear the favoritism shown to his older brother by his family, the cold violence and jokes from his classmates at school, and the strange looks from those around him.
So I came to United States, a place where nobody knew me, and started living alone.
This is the general outline of what Hela saw in his mind; Hela didn't know the specifics of the favoritism and emotional abuse.
Hela just thought this person was very strange.
In TV dramas and some movies, don't students usually only go to a place to wallow in despair after experiencing school bullying or the massacre of their entire family?
Why would he choose to go to United States and become a shut-in over such a trivial matter?
Hela didn't understand, but she didn't think much of it.
After all, everyone is different, and Hela didn't think he was being pretentious.
On the contrary, she found him to be quite polite; it was just that his superpower had accidentally frightened Fulan.
Aidan apologized to him twice.
However, every time Aidan saw her, Hela could sense a strange emotion emanating from him.
Hela couldn't quite describe the emotion; it just felt like a flower suddenly blooming.
Hela stopped thinking about these useless things and started thinking about the specific steps of tomorrow's plan.
In short, the goal was to have them eliminate all the high-end combat personnel in the city who posed a threat to them, as well as anyone who might notify the outside world.
Once all of that is gone, the city will be nothing more than a piece of meat on a chopping board for Hela.
When the time comes, it will be very easy to eat it whenever you want.
Hela then carefully considered what she needed to do.
The clothes she was wearing began to slowly change.
early morning.
A ray of sunlight slowly peeked out from the mountaintop, illuminating the streets of City B in District C.
The fog hadn't completely dissipated, and the whole street still looked shrouded in mist.
The police station doors slowly opened.
A middle-aged female police officer in uniform yawned and opened the door completely.
She rubbed her eyes and glanced around.
In a daze, she thought she saw something white walking towards her.
The policewoman squinted and looked closely; it seemed to be a person.
Her hand unconsciously reached for her sidearm as she slowly walked towards the man.
"Who is there? Do you need any help?"
The policewoman shouted, and the pure white figure in front of her stopped, then seemed to collapse to the ground.
The policewoman's doubts deepened, and she quickened her pace toward the person in front, though her hand remained on her service pistol.
When she got closer, she saw that it was actually a beautiful girl who looked only seventeen or eighteen years old.
The girl had white hair, wore a cute white sweatshirt and casual shorts, which showed off her fair thighs.
She wore a red scarf around her neck, but her cute white face was covered in tears.
Her large, peach-colored eyes were also a little red, as if she had just been crying.
Their clothes were covered in dust, making them look extremely pitiful and instantly arousing one's protective instincts.
"Miss, what's wrong?"
At this point, the policewoman had completely let her guard down and gently helped the girl up.
The girl looked up at the policewoman and slowly spoke, her voice trembling with tears.
"I... I was violated..."
After she finished speaking, tears continued to stream down her face.
The policewoman frowned, looking at the pitiful-looking girl, and anger rose in her heart.
What kind of inhuman person would do such a thing! This girl looks like she's still a minor!
"Don't be afraid, miss, this isn't your fault. Come, let's go to the police station together."
The policewoman gently stroked the girl's back, trying her best to comfort her.
The girl gradually stopped sobbing, nodded gently, and followed the policewoman into the police station.
The girl's appearance immediately caught the attention of most of the police officers as soon as she entered the station.
This clearly frightened the girl.
Don't be afraid, we will all help you.
The policewoman comforted the girl again, then glared at her colleagues before letting the girl go into the break room.
"Hey! We have a case! It's a really serious one! That girl was just sexually assaulted!"
As soon as she stepped out of the break room, the policewoman started shouting.
The others were initially startled, but upon hearing her words, their eyes blazed with anger.
Although United States police officers are often jokingly called "good-for-nothings," they also have a sense of justice.
They have almost zero tolerance for cases of assault; if they can empty the magazine, they won't say a word!
The entire police station sprang into action immediately, commencing an investigation into the case.
They didn't disturb the girl in the lounge.
Although it would be most convenient to go directly to her and ask about what happened back then, neither of them wanted to reopen old wounds, so they tacitly refrained from disturbing her.
The girl sitting in the lounge poured herself a cup of coffee and took a sip.
Looking at the police officers bustling about outside, she scratched her beautiful face.
"The police should all be here."
Her voice was no longer choked with sobs, and it was devoid of any emotion.