Chapter 7

It was as if the water vapor on the glass had been wiped away, or the curtain used to block the view in a theater had been lifted. The “job content” that had been mysteriously forgotten before strangely broke through the封锁 of the smiling face of the Woman with Red Hair and surfaced from Leon’s deep mind.

Soul-scraping demons from other dimensions, insane evil gods who wanted to manifest their will, radical deities preparing to control the world, special anomalies born from human obsession, undead spirits that escaped normal time sequences… Sss…

A dense sweat immediately climbed onto Leon’s face, and every time he remembered one of the job contents told by the Woman with Red Hair, his sweat became denser.

Some kind of instinctive intuition kept warning Leon that the beautiful and dangerous Woman with Red Hair probably wasn’t playing around with him…

Just as Leon was desperately trying to recall the work content of the Clearing Bureau and figure out how dangerous that “uncontrolled contaminator” really was, Anna, her expression equally full of unease, was pushed over in a wheelchair by two nurses.

“Big Brother?”

Seeing Leon in the intensive care ward, the pale girl seemed to have found her mainstay, and her tense expression unconsciously relaxed slightly. Then she said anxiously:

“Hmm… they must have made a mistake! Hmm hmm… We can’t afford the cost of the ICU, but no matter how I explain it, they… hmm hmm hmm… Big Brother! You have to talk to them for me! We… hmm hmm hmm…”

“You can relax, they didn’t make a mistake!”

Hearing Anna’s heart-wrenching cough, Leon quickly stood up, sweating coldly, and rushed over in three steps. With the help of the two nurses, he moved the struggling younger sister onto the bed, then consoled her gently: “I got the job yesterday, now I’m an accident handler under the Public Security Bureau, with an annual medical reimbursement quota, so we don’t have to spend family money!”

Got the job? And it seems to be a public official position in the Kingdom? Upon hearing this, Anna couldn’t help but show a hint of joy on her pale cheeks, her eyes shining as if she wanted to say something.

But the next second she realized, given her brother’s current conditions, the possibility of finding a good job was very small, yet the hospital’s attitude couldn’t be faked. That…

“Big Brother… tell me honestly!”

From somewhere unknown, the pale-faced girl summoned some strength, grabbed the bedrail, and forced herself to sit up, staring at Leon urgently:

“You… hmm hmm… did you take some dangerous job to cure my illness? You… you… hmm hmm hmm!”

“Not dangerous, not dangerous! I’m perfectly safe!”

“Liar!”

After hearing Leon’s explanation, the pale-faced girl became even more anxious. While covering her mouth and nose and coughing, she angrily shouted: “If it weren’t for those life-threatening jobs, where… hmm hmm hmm… would there be funds for the ICU… hmm hmm hmm…”

“You shouldn’t talk while you’re like this!”

With both hands on Anna’s shoulders, Leon forcibly pressed his red-faced sister back onto the bed and explained hastily: “This job is really not dangerous. As for why the treatment is so good, mainly because there are no holidays, I have to be on standby all year round, and once there’s an incident, I must be present immediately. Moreover, it’s very difficult.”

Taking out the “Scarab Mother Certificate,” he unfolded it and showed the title of “Third-Level Accident Handler,” then solemnly lied: “Did you see the job title? Accident handler! My work belongs to the Clearing Bureau under the Public Security Bureau, mainly… um… responsible for investigating and cleaning up murder scenes and accidents.”

For example, if there’s a serial dismemberment case or a large-scale traffic accident, I have to go clean up the bloody scene, the kind that makes ordinary people throw up just by looking at it! This job is tiring, dirty, and terrifying, so not many people want to do it, hence the benefits are pretty good… Are you reassured now?”

Clearing Bureau? Responsible for cleaning up crime scenes? After hearing her brother’s explanation, the pale-faced girl hesitated for a moment, then asked uncertainly:

“Really?”

“Really!”

Not wanting to tell her that he joined a mysterious department where death was always a possibility, Leon firmly raised his right hand and swore earnestly: “If I’m lying to you, I’ll be single forever, never able to find…”

“Big Brother! You… hmm hmm… don’t say nonsense!”

Grabbing Leon’s arm and pinching him hard, forcing him to swallow the latter half of his sentence, the worried, thin girl finally put her mind at ease.

Being responsible for handling bloody crime scenes isn’t the best job, but it’s better than working in a smelting furnace or mining, or even selling oneself as a test subject. Given our current situation, what else can we choose?

Although it belongs to the relatively dangerous Public Security Bureau, the department is the Clearing Bureau, which sounds similar to the Clean-up Bureau under the Road Administration Department, probably also a logistics position. Besides being dirty, tiring, and frightening, Big Brother likely won’t encounter much danger. But…

After forcefully biting her lip, which had little color, Anna grabbed Leon’s hand, lowered her head guiltily, and said: “Big Brother, when we return to Veteran’s Lane, if others ask about your job, just say you work at the Public Security Bureau. Those details about dismembered bodies… it’s better not to mention those specific job contents to others.”

“Huh? Why?”

“Because you still need to get married.”

Heartbrokenly gripping her brother’s hand, the thin girl worriedly said:

“Handling dismembered bodies, although self-sufficient and not embarrassing, still has a bit of… If word gets out about your job content, you might not find a good spouse…”

“…”

Looking at his physically sick sister who was still worrying about his marriage prospects, Leon couldn’t help but smirk sarcastically.

Forget it! Someone like me doesn’t need to get married!

Given the potentially fatal scope of work at the Clearing Bureau, encountering any real case could mean the end, so instead of considering who could marry me, it’s better to consider who could arrange my posthumous marriage…

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“Okay, I’m not stupid, I definitely won’t say.”

Considering his current precarious situation, Leon had already abandoned the idea of marriage to avoid delaying others, but these plans were unnecessary to share with Anna.

Looking at his clearly concerned sister, Leon couldn’t help but smile and promised: “As for my marriage, don’t worry about it. When it’s time to settle down, I’ll definitely bring you the best sister-in-law.”

After soothing his sister with a few words, Leon, who had been constantly thinking about the “uncontrolled contaminator,” took a deep breath and then looked at the nurse beside him, asking proactively:

“Excuse me, where is that… doctor with a fuller figure? Didn’t he come?”

“The Director originally planned to come together.”

After hearing Leon’s inquiry, the young nurse, who had been instructed by the fat Director, immediately apologized and explained: “But halfway through, the emergency bell in the hospital rang, and a large number of critically ill patients were sent in. It seems that some major public emergency occurred.

According to hospital regulations, in such situations, all department directors and above must be present. So the Director had to rush off first…”

“But you can rest assured, the Director specifically instructed us before leaving that your sister will receive the best treatment!”

Public emergency… Could it possibly be related to that “uncontrolled contaminator”? Recalling the “crazy” job scope of the Clearing Bureau, Leon immediately tightened his expression and instinctively wanted to take Anna home first to avoid getting her involved in the danger.

But seeing the IV tube on Anna’s arm and her extremely weak condition, Leon hesitated for a moment, then pulled a nurse out of the ward and quietly asked in the corridor: “How is my sister’s condition now? Can I stop the IV and take her home for a while?”

“This… it’s best not to, right?”

The nurse replied helplessly:

“The Director knew you would inquire about her condition, so he specially informed us of your sister’s status.

Since your sister stopped taking medication for two months on her own, three-quarters of her right lung has already been damaged by alchemical waste gas, and her left lung also has significant damage. Only through continuous intravenous administration of cell supplements has the situation been barely stabilized.

If you stop the medication and take her home now, if the treatment is delayed, her entire right lung may have to be removed, greatly shortening her expected lifespan. Moreover, she would have difficulty moving even slightly for the rest of her life… Where are you going?”

“I’m going home to fetch something! You go back to the ward and take care of her, whatever happens outside, don’t come out!”

(End of Chapter)