So, she sat at the door for a while and thought of a solution.

"Quinn is the most handsome! Quinn is the most handsome!

"

Lauren imitated the shouts of Quinn's fans and kept praising him.

Quinn was such a narcissistic person. Even in his dreams, he would probably wake up laughing when he heard these words.

As expected, Quinn, who was still asleep, heard a commotion. He opened his eyes in a daze and heard someone praising him for being handsome.

He thought it was a fan who had found his home, so he quickly opened the door.

However, the person in front of him was not a fan. Instead, it was Lauren, who was sitting on the ground and playing with her fingers.

She was even chanting a slogan casually.

Quinn's mood was like a roller coaster.

Of course, the roller coaster went out of control and crashed to the ground, just like Quinn's mood.

"What are you doing? What are you doing here so early in the morning? Have you become obsessed with my handsomeness?

"

'He's crazy.'

Of course, this was just Lauren's internal complaint. She had come over to talk to Quinn about some serious matters.

Quinn was still sleepy. He turned around and walked into the room. He collapsed onto the bed with a thud and covered himself with the blanket.

"Can I come in?

" Lauren asked as she stood at the door.

"Come in.

"

Quinn's entire body was covered with the blanket. His voice was muffled and it was hard to hear.

However, Lauren heard the answer that she wanted to hear, and she walked in.

Compared to Franklin's room, Quinn's room was obviously much brighter. The differences between the two brothers' personalities could clearly be seen.

The walls of Quinn's room were covered with posters of all kinds; anime characters, baseball stars, and more.

His bookcase was also full of all kinds of comic books and some novels.

Quinn also had a display case with assembled Lego models.

Lauren was a little curious. She hadn't played with these things yet.

She stood on her tiptoes and carefully looked through the glass.

Lauren thought about Franklin's room, which was very simple. It was just a bed, a bookcase and a table. There were no unnecessary decorations.

Franklin's room was also made up of black, white and gray. The books on the bookcase were all related to economics.

"Why did you come to see me so early in the morning?

" Quinn asked.

Lauren turned around and saw Quinn lying on the bed with his eyes half-open. He wasn't even fully awake yet.

Lauren walked to Quinn's bedside.

"I am going to do another mission this afternoon. I don't know when I'll be back, so I'm going to give you a few things to protect yourself.

"

"You're going on a mission. What mission? Do you think you're some kind of SWAT operative?

"

In fact, when discussing the child's disappearance, Franklin and Lauren had never avoided Quinn.

It's just that Quinn didn't trust Lauren at that time, so he didn't listen to what they had said.

Lauren was now too lazy to explain again, so she just briefly explained herself in one or two random sentences.

"I don't know what Pauline's next move will be, so I want to give you a few things to protect yourself. You have to make good use of them.

"

Seeing that Lauren was so serious, Quinn became serious as well.

He sat up and leaned against the headboard.

"Alright, go ahead.

"

Lauren first took out a notebook from her pocket dimension.

This notebook was received by Lauren as a random reward when she was doing a mission. Before this, Lauren had yet to figure out how to use this notebook.

It was not until she went into the library a few days ago to look up some information that she understood how this notebook worked.

This notebook was actually magical. It was made of two notebooks combined together.

She handed the blue one to Quinn and kept the red one for herself.

Then she took out two pens.

The red pen was given to Quinn, while the blue pen was for herself.

Quinn was unhappy about that arrangement.

"Since you gave me the blue notebook, why did you give me the red pen? Besides, it's just an ordinary notebook. I can buy it anywhere. Can this notebook protect me?

"

Quinn knocked his head with the notebook.

"This thing doesn't hurt you when you knock it on your head. I might as well pick up a brick by the roadside.

"

Lauren was silent.

"Why do you only think about fighting and killing every day? Can't you do something with your brain?

"

Lauren pointed at her own head.

Quinn lowered his head and flipped through the notebook.

"There's nothing in here.

"

"Of course there's nothing in there. We're supposed to write in this notebook ourselves.

"

"Write in it ourselves? Like a diary?

"