Pulling out his phone, Roy checked the number. It was Keller Evans' call.
Roy suddenly remembered that he hadn't contacted Molly yesterday. He also wondered if that silly woman, Kelly, had listened to him.
"Hello, is this Ms. Evans?"
Unfortunately, it was Molly's anxious voice that came from the other end of the line.
"Roy, something bad has happened! We can't reach Keller!"
"What did you say?"
Just then, Roy walked over to Emma, who looked at him curiously.
"We were supposed to meet up at the agreed time last night, but Keller didn't show up, and we haven't been able to contact her at all today!"
Roy's brow furrowed.
"Didn't I tell you to call her back?"
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"Keller didn't listen to me!"
Rolling his eyes, Roy sighed. There was just no dealing with this kind of woman who seemed to have a death wish.
But horror movies were never short of people like this who courted danger. Or maybe Americans just naturally liked to tempt fate.
Roy had even watched tons of compilations of foreigners doing stupid, dangerous things in his past life. He really had too much free time back then.
"Listen, I need you to grab your things right now, leave your current location, find somewhere to hide, and I'll come find you immediately."
"Okay!"
Roy hung up and got into his car, planning to take Emma home first and then immediately go look for Molly.
On the way, Emma suddenly spoke up.
"Brother Roy, are you in a hurry?"
"Yes, I do have some urgent business."
"Then why don't you take care of your urgent business first? I'm not in a rush to go home."
Roy looked at Emma in the rearview mirror. She still had that perfect, flawless smile on her face.
"No, the urgent matter I need to deal with is quite far away. It's better if I take you home first."
As it turned out, after dropping Emma off at home, Roy found that his parents were out.
According to the message on the answering machine, the couple had gone to a banquet and wouldn't be back until very late.
This was a bit of a problem because Texas law prohibited leaving children under the age of 12 home alone, otherwise, the parents would face legal prosecution.
Emma looked at Roy with her bright, sparkling eyes, seemingly hoping that Roy would take her with him to handle his urgent business.
"I'll take you to stay with your sister Jennifer for a while."
There was no way Roy could bring Emma along. After all, the things he had to deal with tonight could be very troublesome. Bringing a little kid would look ridiculous, it's not like he was Kick-Ass.
Hearing this, Emma's expression fell for a split second, but with her strong ability to control her emotions, her face quickly returned to its calm demeanor.
However, Roy keenly noticed this fleeting change in expression. It seemed Emma's homeroom teacher was right; Emma did have some psychological issues.
Normal kids wouldn't hide their true emotions like that!
Roy began to wonder what had happened to Emma's father, his uncle, to make him leave Emma at their house temporarily.
Once the situation with Keller Evans was resolved, Roy felt he needed to have a serious talk with his parents about Emma's problems.
Roy took the somewhat unwilling Emma to Needy's house. Needy still liked Emma very much, but Jennifer's attitude seemed a bit strange.
"Roy, this child Emma..."
Jennifer wanted to talk to Roy about Emma's issues, but Roy was preoccupied with Keller Evans' situation and wasn't in the mood to hear about Emma.
"Jennifer, I have something urgent to deal with right now. We can talk about Emma when I get back."
With that, Roy started his secondhand yellow Chevrolet Camaro and headed straight for Austin, the capital of Texas.
During the Nightwalker incident, Roy learned the address of a dark web stronghold from the Collector. Afterward, the female reporter Keller Evans investigated and found it to be a private club.
According to the information Keller had previously revealed, this private club was quite powerful, frequented by wealthy businessmen and politicians.
According to Roy's initial thoughts, as long as he confirmed that this private club was connected to the dark web, he would just storm in and take out all the dark web people.
However, Keller wanted to investigate the private club's behind-the-scenes boss and then use legal channels to put them in prison.
It could only be said that the female reporter was still too naive and hadn't seen the true sinister nature of society. Even if these rich and powerful people went to prison, they would still be living in luxurious private rooms.
There was even a wealthy person who directly served their sentence at home. What could you do about them?
The only fairness in this world was that everyone only had one life, just like that insurance company president who was taken out by Luigi.
Roy met Molly at a motel on the outskirts of Austin.
To be honest, Roy was starting to develop a psychological shadow regarding motels.
Roy had stayed in a motel twice, and both times they were shady establishments where he was secretly filmed by pinhole cameras. This made him carefully check every room whenever he entered a motel now.
This motel was relatively close to the city, so it seemed it should be safer.
"Molly, what exactly is the situation now?"
Molly had calmed down. This young woman had experienced her father being killed before her eyes, making her more mature than others her age.
"A few days ago, Keller decided to apply for a job at the private club in order to investigate its owner. We agreed to contact each other at a fixed time every day, but starting yesterday, we lost contact with Keller."
Keller actually went to apply for a job? She really had guts!
"Ms. Evans has been investigating for almost a month. She should have other findings, right? Did you bring the information?"
Molly handed Roy a laptop. Roy opened the folder on the desktop and began to browse. Inside were videos that Keller had recorded secretly.
On the surface, this private club was just a BDSM-themed erotic trading venue. This alone already violated local Texas laws.
However, Roy saw several Texas state senators in the videos, so he knew the police definitely couldn't touch this place.
There were also Keller's written notes in the folder. She had basically confirmed the private club's connection to the dark web and had discovered a space in the club's basement that only high-level members could access. More criminal transactions were likely hidden there.
Keller went missing after discovering this space.
"It seems Keller really did find something secret!"
"Roy, what should we do now?"
Molly's eyes were full of worry. After spending nearly a month together, she and Keller had become good friends.
"Of course, we're going to storm in and rescue Keller!"
After all, Keller had started investigating the dark web organization under his guidance. He couldn't let anything happen to her.
However, Roy wasn't going to play any cat-and-mouse games with the dark web. He would just go straight in and get it done.
Of course, he still needed to hide his identity, otherwise, it would be ridiculous if he got reported by a McDonald's employee and arrested like Luigi.
While thinking, Roy suddenly thought of a certain beautiful nun.
So, Roy took out his phone and dialed a number.
The phone was answered quickly.
"Hello, this is Isabella."
The nun on the other end of the line sounded a bit hoarse, as if she wasn't feeling well.
"Ms. Isabella, do you remember me?"
"Cough, cough, cough! Is that you, Roy Black?"
"Yes, I remember you told me half a month ago that if the investigation into that incident yielded any results, I should call you. Well, I've found the lair of those people. Are you interested?"
Roy also heard that the nun's voice was a bit off, but he assumed she had a cold.
Speaking of which, would an angel descended to earth also get sick?
"Tell me the address, I'll be there immediately!"
Roy gave her the address of the private club, but he didn't really believe she could arrive on time.
Because during the Nightwalker incident, this nun chased the Collector, who was driving, on foot, and ended up arriving later than Roy and the others.
If it was like that again this time, what was the point of Roy calling Isabella?
"Um, Ms. Isabella, would you like me to drive and pick you up?"
There was a period of silence on the other end of the line. Roy was almost certain she was going to refuse when he heard a soft reply.
"Okay."
Then, Isabella gave an address, and Roy was surprised to find that it wasn't far from the motel where he was staying.
Hanging up the phone, Roy looked at Molly.
"Molly, I'm going to rescue Ms. Evans. Will you wait for me here?"
"I don't want to just sit here and wait doing nothing. I want to help! No matter what it is!"
Molly's eyes were very firm. This girl was already prepared for a fight.
Roy thought for a moment and then came up with an idea for Molly.
"Okay, can you drive?"
Molly nodded. Her car had originally broken down on her way home, which was why Clive's tow truck had taken her to Kevin's motel.
"Maybe you can drive as backup for me and Ms. Evans. I'll give you another phone number. If things go wrong, call this number, give my name, and tell them the situation!"
The phone number Roy gave Molly was Elena's number.
Elena should be at the FBI division in Austin right now. If she could bring FBI-SWAT to raid the private club, it could indeed change the situation. It would also serve as a backup plan.
Molly nodded solemnly.
"I will definitely do it!"
"Alright, let's go get a car first."
Roy certainly wouldn't drive his secondhand yellow Chevrolet Camaro to cause trouble. That would be too conspicuous.
Fortunately, Roy possessed the "Master Thief" ability, making it very easy to acquire a car. He could just steal one from the roadside.
In the end, Roy chose a relatively old van, and then he took Molly to pick up Isabella.
The address Isabella gave was an old, dilapidated church on the outskirts of Austin, which fit her identity as a nun.
This beautiful nun was still wearing the same black, tight-fitting nun's habit as before, as if she never wore any other clothes.
After getting in the van, Isabella frowned at Molly.
"Who is she?"
"Uh, she's responsible for backing us up. She'll be driving later."
Roy's explanation made Isabella shake her head slightly.
"I don't need backup. After you drop me off at that place, you two can leave."
Roy's mouth twitched. He hadn't expected Isabella to have this attitude, but he also noticed that Isabella's face was very pale.
It was a sickly pallor, looking very unhealthy, as if she was injured or seriously ill.
So, Roy found an excuse.
"Ms. Isabella, you don't look too good. How about letting me help too? After all, I also have a score to settle with the dark web."
Isabella was silent for a moment, then replied to Roy.
"Alright, but I hope you don't slow me down."
The private club was located on the other side of Austin, also in the suburbs.
This place was a world of extravagant pleasures every night.
Beneath the private club was where the truly important people would come.
A man wearing a mask stood in front of a camera, speaking like a host.
"Welcome to today's Bloody Day, I am your old friend!"
If Roy were present, he would recognize the man's voice as the same one that had appeared on the radio twice.
"Today, we will welcome a special guest!"
The masked man presented the special guest, who was none other than Keller Evans.
At this moment, the female reporter was fixed to a chair, unable to move, with her mouth gagged.
The masked man lifted Keller's chin and continued his introduction.
"Keller Evans, a well-known reporter who contributes to Los Angeles, very influential in social news. This woman tried to infiltrate our club, intending to expose it, and then, unsurprisingly, she was caught by us."
The masked man's words were also meant to showcase the dark web's power. Without this kind of strength, those wealthy individuals and politicians would definitely stay away from the dark web. These people valued their reputations the most.
As he spoke, the masked man removed the gag from Keller's mouth and then asked her mischievously.
"Reporter Evans, do you have any questions you'd like to ask?"
Keller glared fiercely at the masked man.
"Don't be so smug, someone will definitely bring you to justice!"
Keller was referring to Roy. She had already realized that reasoning with an organization like the dark web was useless. It was necessary to fight fire with fire.
The masked man laughed heartily.
"I didn't expect you to be so naive at thirty! Don't you understand? America is a paradise for the rich, not for you!"
After laughing enough, the masked man put the gag back in her mouth and continued speaking to the camera.
"Alright, gentlemen, now let's start the voting. How are you prepared to deal with this overly righteous female reporter? It's all up to you!"
On the other side of the camera, a large number of figures could be seen scrolling rapidly on the monitor.
The wealthy people watching the program were all spending lavishly.
Facts proved that live streaming combined with tipping could indeed stimulate consumption. The prize pool in the直播 room quickly exceeded ten million. Those wealthy individuals seemed to greatly enjoy Keller, or rather, they enjoyed watching Keller's tragic end.
"Time's up! Let me see the most popular way to deal with her! Oh, you actually want to pierce Keller's shoulder blades, hang her up, and whip her. Have you all become so gentle now? Or is it because this female reporter looks good, and you've developed some sympathy?
Come on, don't be like this! I almost don't recognize you all!"
The masked man made a joke and then signaled the staff to come up.
Two strong men entered room, one on each side, and lifted Keller, then pierced her shoulders with iron hooks.
"Ah—"
Keller let out a scream, and then the masked man picked up a whip, ready to lash her.
Just then, the masked man suddenly heard some commotion outside.
"What's that sound?"
Emma (Mckenna Grace)