Chapter 69 - Looks Like a Golden Retriever! (1/2)

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

Ben brought Franklin to where they were staying.

“You guys are staying here?”

Ben nodded and entered the password at the door.

Franklin looked at the house. He remembered that during last year’s annual banquet, Torres Group was willing to spend two million dollars to book this room alone, but was unsuccessful.

Lauren was actually allowed to stay here now? This world was really magical.

“Mr. Carson, you’re back! This soup dumpling is really delicious. I’ve left a few for you!” When Lauren heard the sound of the door opening, she thought it was Ben who had returned.

However, she did not expect that there was another uninvited guest.

“Mr. Carson!” Lauren’s tone was filled with a stern accusation against Ben!

Ben quickly explained, “Miss Torres, Master Franklin came here this time to give you something. Something that you really need.”

Lauren’s suspicious gaze shifted between the two of them.

“What is it?”

Under Lauren’s gaze, Franklin was at a loss! It reminded him of his younger days when he was called out by his teacher for not completing his homework.

He sat beside Lauren and passed the brown paper bag in his hand to her.

“I heard from Ben that you need the case files of missing children from other provinces and cities, so I brought them over to you.”

Lauren’s eyes lit up as she looked at the things in her hands. She had been worried for an entire night, yet she had obtained them so easily?

She quickly pulled out the documents inside. It was indeed what she wanted. However…why were there only so little?

There were more than 700 cases in this city alone for the past two years. It was so many that Lauren could not even hold the thick stack of documents.

How could the case files of other provinces and cities be so few?

After hearing Lauren’s question, Franklin explained, “Our country’s security standards are very good. There are indeed very few cases of missing children. This number is normal.”

If this number was normal, then the more than 700 cases of missing children in this city should be abnormal, right?

Lauren felt that there were many small clues regarding this mission, but these clues were like threads. They were short and could not be connected to other clues at all.

“Why is your hair always loose? I happen to be free. Let me braid your hair.”

Franklin, who had learned a new technique yesterday, was already eager to show off his skills.