Chapter 112
Ste was out walking her dog, Cooper.
The neighborhood had grown much quieter after a few notorious gangs had been dealt with, and
with the presence of a regr neighborhood watch, peace had seemingly been restored.
It was strange, though. The police were calling on citizens to report any criminal activities, and while
many in the neighborhood did not like the group living on the 18th floor, no one ever reported them.
The harmony was slightly eerie.
Everyone avoided any confrontation with the group living on the 18th floor, always steering clear
when they spotted them. Even when Cooper was out on his own, no one dared to mess with him.
If they had any hot dogs or meatballs, they would''ve bribed the dog long ago, hoping to get into the
good graces of the group living on the 18th floor by leveraging Cooper''s status.
Some even thought of asking the Moore family to mediate, but after what had happened before,
Katie tly refused, wanting no part in these messy affairs.
After The Chaos was disbanded, the Palmer family moved back from their safe house. They didn''t
dare to live on the 17th floor anymore and chose to return to their own home instead.
When the Palmer family came to collect their belongings from the 17th floor, Katie greeted them
politely but didn''t let theme up. She asked her daughter-inw to help them move their stuff
down.
Ste walked Cooper until it was dark. She put Cooper in her backpack, put on her ice skates, and
skated towards the police station.
She had initially nned to drop the letter into the city hall''s mailbox, but there were always too
many people around. Moreover, she was afraid that her letter would be overlooked or not believed
and simply discarded.
After thinking it over, she decided to give the letter to the police. The police had believed her tip-off
letter before. Seeing the familiar handwriting this time, they would probably be more inclined to
believe the contents of the letter.
If the police forwarded it to the city hall, it would be taken more seriously. That was all she could do
for now.
Under the cover of darkness, Ste evaded the neighborhood watch and silently approached the
police station.
Surprisingly, there was an officer on duty. While it was a good thing that thew enforcement
environment was improving, Ste couldn''t get close.
After thinking it over, she let Cooper out. "Go, Cooper."
Upon receiving themand from his owner, Cooper grabbed the letter and, with a light run-up,
leapt over the two-meter-high wall without making a sound.
Once inside the courtyard, he avoided the lights and crawled forward. While the officer on duty got
up to fill his water, Cooper quickly put the letter on the desk.
Cooper jumped back over the wall and into Ste''s arms. Ste rewarded him with a piece of jerky.
"Good boy."
The officer turned around and was surprised to see a letter on his desk. If he wasn''t a staunch
atheist, he would''ve screamed right there. Especially after opening the envelope and reading the
contents, he was immediately filled with a sense of dread.
He couldn''t help butugh at the content of the letter. The world was in chaos, and people were
going crazy, iming that the world was about to end, and everyone was going to die.
There was also a mentally ill person who came to the police station babbling about how he had
developed supernatural powers and couldmunicate with the gods. He imed that anyone who
sincerely offered fifty pounds of food and oil would be given a ticket to escape the Earth on Noah''s
Ark on Christmas Eve.
The police station was already understaffed. Being tormented by various people and events, they
were about to go mad. Letters like the one tonight were all toomon.
But tonight''s letter was written in more detail, giving the reader a sense of immersion.
The key question was, how did the letter get in?
With the poor security, the police station''s doors were locked from the inside at night. The nearly
three-meter-high wall was impossible for ordinary people to climb over, let alone sneaking into the
office unnoticed.
In these chaotic times, there were indeed many strange things. The officer shook his head and
casually threw the letter onto a file rack.
As he warmed himself with hot water, he felt that something was off. He took out the letter again
and examined it carefully.
The handwriting looked familiar. He seemed to have seen it somewhere. After thinking for a long
time, it suddenly hit him. Wasn''t this one of the people who reported The Chaos?
Evan had said before that this person must be a high-ranking member of The Chaos. They had
been trying to find this person, but to no avail. They thought that the whistle-blower had slipped
away secretly, but here he was again, now iming to be a prophet.
If what the letter said was true, it would be a disaster for humanity.
The officer did not dare to neglect his duty. He carefully put the letter away, nning to give it to
Evan the next morning and let him decide how to handle it.
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The temperature continued to drop.
Ste stayed at home, sleeping in every day, studying the lessons she hadn''t finished, and going to
1801 for exercise.
Yes, she had forgotten about the awkward incidents of the past two days. After all, if Jasper wasn''t
embarrassed, why should she be?
Cooper was naturally lively and couldn''t stay in the room. Unexpectedly, the instructor would also
take a break. Jasper actually trained Rosie to be his sessor, letting her take Cooper out for
training every day.
Cooper was extremely dissatisfied. Was it Rosie training him or him training Rosie? Never mind,
they trained each other. If they didn''t quarrel, they didn''t feel right.
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So, sometimes Rosie trained Cooper, and sometimes Cooper trained Rosie. It was quite lively.
One morning, after sleeping in, Ste was suddenly woken up by a loud knock on the door. "Ste,
Ste!"
Cody sounded very urgent. Ste thought something big had happened and rushed out of her room,
her hair disheveled. "What happened?"
Suddenly, Cody and Lukas jumped out and sprayed Ste with confetti from a party popper. The
loud noise almost made Ste pull out her gun and give them a taste of her bullets. Luckily, she
reacted in time and held back.
So, every year, it was Cody and Lukas who took the initiative, and Ste who passively cooperated.
Ang came over, handing Ste a festive greeting card.
It was also picked up from a store. When opened, it yed music. It was childish, but the music
made it feel as if the disaster had never arrived.
Lukas nodded, "Yes, you can order anything we have."
With the limited supplies in apartment 1803 and the need to feed three big eaters, to save food and
firewood, they only ate two meals a day, one of which was porridge. They put the rice in a thermos
and kept it warm in their bed.
Alright, the birthday girl ruled today.