Chapter 923: The Second Way to Please a Daughter

Alina propped her chin up, smiling warmly as she reached for the medical kit to tend to Tina's face.

Tina's lips curled faintly. "This coat of mine hasn't even taken shape-it's not even drafty. Might as well just give up on it entirely."

Alina frowned slightly, her hand applying the ointment a bit heavier than intended. Tina hissed in pain, teasing, "You're really my mom, huh? Got yourself a husband and no room left for your daughter~" "Shut up. Or I'll slip and make it hurt even more." Alina grabbed Tina's chin with a light pinch.

The mother and daughter bickered back and forth in their usual playful banter. Occasionally, Tina would slip in updates regarding her latest investigations.

"Remember the case I mentioned before-the one about a woman's heart being removed? It wasn't a coincidence. There've been more disappearances in other places. Yesterday, Uncle and I tracked it to a village. If my instincts are right, that place is crawling with snipers."

"And here's the strange part. When Uncle and I entered, no one fired at us. Normally, they'd have taken us out immediately."

Alina's brow furrowed deeply. After a moment of silence, she spoke gravely. "There's a strong chance that you and Jared are carrying something they need."

Tina nodded in agreement, though the question lingered-what exactly could they possibly have that was so important?

She dipped a fingertip into a glass of water and began sketching symbols on the dining table-three of them, etched from memory.

"These symbols," Tina said, her tone serious. "I saw them in the village yesterday. They're simple but strangely difficult to replicate. This is the best I could manage."

Alina tilted her head, her eyes narrowing as she studied the symbols. A flicker of recognition crossed her face. She murmured, "I've seen these symbols before. They weren't in any domestic texts-I think they came from a book published abroad."

in detail back then," she continued. "It might take

"Mom, I'll have to trouble you with this. I need to know what's behind

stepping into the room with two trays

silent, refusing to answer. Her clear eyes glanced

fried eggs and ketchup. To add a touch of charm, Ruud had drawn two large smiley faces on the toast with the ketchup, hoping to

stared blankly at the smiling faces for a moment, her expression unreadable. Without a word, she shoved a piece of toast

of approval. But Tina remained silent, eating mechanically,

hold back, Ruud rubbed his hands nervously. "Sweetheart, how does it taste? If it's

also looked at Tina expectantly, her gaze practically demanding

win over her mom instead. She chewed thoughtfully and

actually spoken more than a few words to him! Overwhelmed, he blurted, "I made pasta too-it's

He remembered the mess he'd left in the kitchen, the pasta that hadn't turned out

of toast and starting on the second. Her gaze shifted, and she paused for

the second slice, Ruud had drawn a strawberry cake using red salad dressing. It was a crude attempt, but the design was recognizable. Tina used her fork to cut out the strawberry pattern and popped it into her mouth. "If you've made it, then bring it out. Don't waste

up at her words, hurrying back to the kitchen. He returned with the remaining food and a pitcher of freshly

placed on the table and frowned. She picked up

nose awkwardly and shook his

on the shoulder encouragingly. "You've just

with a sly grin, Alina speared a piece of the pasta and placed it on Tina's plate.

black lines as she stared at the blackened pasta. Feeling thirsty, she grabbed the soy milk and took a

said flatly, "You didn't filter the soy milk properly.

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