After Jacob and Elaine fell unconscious, Momo opened the rear windows and switched the air conditioning to external circulation. Once the air circulated and was completely clean, she lowered the partition.Claire turned to look at her parents, and seeing them sleeping soundly with their chests rising and falling rhythmically, she sighed in relief.Momo glanced at her and smiled. "They're alright, Ms. Wilson. Don't worry.""Yeah," Claire nodded, and then asked, "By the way, Charlie might contact me as soon as he arrives in Australia, and he'd get worried if he can't reach me. Should I leave him a message?"Momo shook her head. "Just leave everything else to us once you get onboard the freighter. I'm sure Master Wade will be worried, but in my opinion, the pain of separation is unavoidable no matter how you separate. And I can't do anything about that, aside from letting him process it on his own." She then looked Claire in the eye and said earnestly, "The same goes for you. Bu

"What about my parents?" Claire asked worriedly. The middle-aged woman simply smiled and replied, "We will take them to the infirmary for observation. We will have a medic with them the whole time, but we expect that they should wake up tomorrow afternoon. We will inform you when they do." With that, she waved her hand, and four medical staff in white coats rushed over with two wheeled stretchers. The middle-aged woman then asked Claire, "Do you have any other questions, Mrs. Wade? If not, I'll be asking medics to take them below deck." Claire shook her head. "No, I'm fine. Please take good care of them." "We will—don't worry," the middle-aged woman smiled. "And once you settle into your cabin, I'll bring you over to check on them. We won't restrict your visits under any circumstances. Claire nodded, while Momo picked up her luggage and led her to her cabin. Despite being a cargo freighter, it was obvious the ship had been modified—several cabins were even furnished with

Charlie chuckled. "Come on. Quit trying to shovel shit on other countries and make more enemies, when we are dealing with racists who hate us all. Just stick to English since they speak it."Albert chuckled, "I heard that two hundred years ago, this place was a penal colony for British criminals?""That's true," Charlie casually replied. "It was a harsh place—there used to be more kangaroos than people here, and spiders bigger than rabbits. Over 70% of the land is infertile, and your grass won't even grow in half of it. But there's plenty of iron ore, and there are many areas where iron exceeds sixty percent in the soil constitution."Albert clicked his tongue. "No wonder Britain exiled criminals here back then. If they built a prison here, they could use the iron to make steel bars." Charlie chuckled. "It's a poor start, yes, but with their mines, they got rich. In this day and age, poverty is mocked, not prostitution—any nation that establishes a decent economy will be considere

From the moment Charlie landed in Melbourne, a growing sense of urgency was eating at him even before he knew it.On the way to the Royal Melbourne Hospital, his mind had been running wild, imagining all kinds of outcomes following his meeting with Stephen. He was even rehearsing different responses, and mentally preparing for which to use against which responses from Stephen… Only to be stunned as they arrived, learning that Stephen had disappeared once again!At that moment, his only thought was to find Stephen as soon as possible, without considering that this could have been a trap that Stephen had set for himself.Soon, he, Isaac, and Albert were at the nearest precinct, where they met a senior sergeant.According to Isaac's information, the incident of Stephen's assault fell under this particular precinct's jurisdiction. Now that Stephen had gone missing from a hospital in the same jurisdiction, they naturally could use their assistance.The senior sergeant whom they met was

After leaving the precinct, Isaac asked with concern, "What do we do with these minors, Master Wade?"Albert chimed in beside them, "If you ask me, let's find them, beat them half to death, and break all their limbs! Keep them bedridden until they turn eighteen!"Charlie waved him off. "At our age? We'll be shamed for laying our hands on minors.""Well, what do we do?" Albert hissed through his teeth, "We definitely have to straighten them out, or it'll leave a bad taste in my mouth!"Charlie chuckled coldly. "We don't have to do it ourselves. If anything, it's best if they straighten themselves out."Handing the report to Isaac, he pointed out, "It's Sunday, so these punks won't be in school. And their addresses are all on the same street, so they might be hanging out together… meaning we can quickly round them up."Moreover, the minors were living on Reynold Street, which wasn't too far from the precinct and was well within its jurisdiction. They arrived after Isaac drove for