18 Floors Above the Apocalypse

Chapter 270

In response to Evan's question, Jasper answered honestly, "There were some modifications made before and after the disasters."

"Quality work, I must say. You rammed a Maybach into oblivion, yet your car didn't have a scratch. You must have spent a hefty sum on modifications, huh?"

"Not much, really. Just some tinkering on my own," Jasper shrugged.

Evan glanced at the two of them, "Can you tell me what happened today?"

Women were proficient in verbal warfare, Stella shared the story of how the wealthy residents of the community ganged up against them, all the way to Bran charging at them with his vehicle. It took her a good hour to cover everything. Evan, fighting off drowsiness, barely managed to suppress a yawn.

"According to witnesses, you guys were armed with explosives and grenades, both of which are legally prohibited."

"Nonsense," Stella retorted without batting an eye. "They were just trying to frame us. If you don't believe me, feel free to search."

Evan did conduct a search, ordering his officers to thoroughly inspect the vehicle.

Next, his eyes landed on the timid little girl, "Sweetie, are you sure you didn't have any explosives or grenades?"

Scared, Rosie hid behind Jasper, peeking out from behind him, "Officer, we didn't have any of those. They're the bad guys. They wouldn't let us into the community and even had an alpaca spit at us. I'm really hurt, I got hit by the seat belt." She was telling the truth, Rosie's small shoulders bore injuries from the seat belt.

After a thorough search of the vehicle, they found nothing. Evan's gaze was intense and sharp, "May we check your residence?"

"Sure," Stella responded confidently.

When the they left the house, she made sure to hide anything questionable in the Arcadia.

Just as they were about to leave, the walkie-talkie rang, "Evan, there's been a murder in the west of New Town. Six people are dead."

Regret flashed across Evan's face, "We'll have to leave it at this for today. We will contact you later."

Stella and Jasper remained silent,

opened, Cooper charged at Stella, "Woof, woof, woof." Once they parked the car in the garage, Jasper checked the surroundings to ensure nothing was amiss

worried they planted a listening

Ordinary people might not, but the

inside, they locked the

you think Evan

pressure, they

pondered, "Evan might have recognized

but he might have guessed about the

past life, Jasper had worked with him. He was a wise, brave,

to investigate further. Even if he couldn't guess that Stella had the Arcadia, it

the truth, just to put her mind at

additional police force to thoroughly investigate the incident at the base, indicating he had his own considerations, including today's incident. Regardless, they couldn't let their guard down. "Stella, if you're not comfortable

comfortable," Stella had never been bothered by those people, "Do you and Rosie not want to

live was easy, but troubles would follow them wherever they

station, there were two available apartments. They could move anytime, but where there were people, there were disputes. In the tiny room, even turning around could result in bumping into someone, and there were endless troubles to deal with. At least, here

a bomb in, there was a ten-foot wall protecting them, making it

as Stella and Rosie were there. That

"Woof!"

also Cooper,

ear. There was no use worrying too much

out the information provided by Collin and planned

in the Arcadia, they were still short of around ten types. It seemed they had to venture into the deep

to swallow their pride. Whispers spread around the community, causing unease among the residents. What was the background

family didn't even mention the incident. And Bran actually came to apologize. God, what was

hips, yelling up at the building. Only the

want to respond, but Bran refused to