Invasion of America

Chapter 85 Too Exciting
Zhou Qingfeng was depressed.

Just because he was "meddling" and helped a middle-aged father find his rebellious daughter, within half a day, he was flooded with people seeking help.

An old lady came running in tears, complaining that her pension had been swindled away by a stockbroker with an Indian accent.

Zhou Qingfeng asked "Gray Shark", but the answer he got made him helpless - this was a typical international scam.

Unless he has the ability to fly to India and capture the "Great Immortal", there is no way.

Seeing the old lady's desperate eyes, Zhou Qingfeng's heart softened. He paid her three hundred dollars from his own pocket so that she could hold on until the next pension payment date.

Not long after, another person came to the door, claiming to have clues of corruption within the Jacksonville city government and asked to report it to FBI's "Agent Victor".

Zhou Qingfeng was speechless about this and said that he was not here for a "secret visit" but was only here to protect a key witness - he no longer dared to say that he was here to investigate the case.

But the person who provided the clue refused to leave, so he had no choice but to pass the clue to Thomas.

Unexpectedly, Thomas was overjoyed and excitedly said that the Ministry of Efficiency needed such revelations to expose the corruption and incompetence of the previous government.

As long as they can expose the scandals of those bureaucrats, the "dog" agents will never get tired of doing it. They can demonstrate their abilities and cause trouble for the previous government. Why not do it?
Zhou Qingfeng thought that such clues were everywhere, so why should he be so happy?

But on second thought, the "Dog" agents had probably never been "down to the grassroots" like he was at this moment, so it was normal for them to lack offline intelligence gathering capabilities.

However, things are getting more and more outrageous.

Some people came to Agent Victor because their cars were stolen; some came to him to seek justice because their husbands cheated on them; and some people claimed to have been sexually harassed and came directly to him for help.

Zhou Qingfeng was overwhelmed by these trivial matters and finally could not sit still anymore. He decided to take Lucy and quickly escape from this place of trouble.

Just as he was about to leave, the apartment manager downstairs suddenly called: "Victor, two strange men are coming with the police to look for Lucy. You should take her away quickly."
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Half an hour ago.

Just downstairs from Lucy's apartment, two 'cleaners' from the Department of Homeland Security parked their car on the side of the road, looking around hoping to find a local to ask about the situation?
Generally speaking, "cleaning" work is not suitable for overly complicated processes. Before taking action, you should understand the target's daily routine, route, friends, preferences and other information.

The 'cleaners' come and start working, and leave after finishing their work, without any dragging their feet.

But what made this operation so urgent? No one could guarantee that Hammer Lee wouldn't go awry, so they had to find and eliminate him as quickly as possible.

At this time, the "cleaner" needs some additional sources of information, such as street thugs who are the most convenient targets.

All you have to do is show your government credentials and offer some benefits, and naturally someone will provide some useful information or even be willing to risk their lives for you.

However, the two 'cleaners' looked around the community streets for a long time but couldn't find a suitable target.

Normally, this community would be a place with dirty streets, low housing prices, and poor public security, so there should be no shortage of hooligans and thugs, but today they have disappeared without a single one to be seen.

"Strange, the security on this street doesn't look very good." A 'cleaner' looked at the exaggerated graffiti on the roadside buildings.

"Yeah, a place like this should be filled with the smell of marijuana in broad daylight, and it looks extremely chaotic." Another 'cleaner' also felt it was weird.

Unbeknownst to the two, Zhou Qingfeng had been struck by the stench of marijuana when he opened the window early in the morning. So disgusted, he stormed downstairs and beat up a few high-pot addicts, leaving them with black eyes and swollen faces.

Incidentally, many hooligans on the street who were trying to show off their "individuality" were also affected, and several guys with fat faces were beaten to the point of vomiting blood.

The street order was completely changed - the local gangs thought someone was coming to seize their territory and temporarily withdrew from several nearby streets.

The two "cleaners" searched for a long time but couldn't find a "local boss" to question, so they had no choice but to call the local police station, identify themselves as the Department of Homeland Security, and ask them to send officers to cooperate with the investigation.

This was done without hesitation, with the intention of using formal channels to forcibly take Lucy away and interrogate her.
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Zhou Qingfeng was surprised when he received the call, but he immediately understood the seriousness of the matter - as an imposter, he was not suitable for a head-on confrontation with the military and police, as he would be exposed as soon as they checked.

Lucy was bored at home. When she heard the news, she reacted extremely violently. She quickly grabbed the suitcase that had been prepared in the room and shouted to Zhou Qingfeng:
"What are you doing? Hurry up! The police are coming up in the elevator."

Although the apartment was old, it still had an elevator. Lucy lived on the fifth floor, and the ride up took no more than ten seconds. The elevator door opened to the hallway leading to her floor.

It was too late to go out through the main door now, so Lucy quickly opened the balcony window and climbed out to the fire escape with the box.

But she didn't go downstairs directly. Instead, she knocked on the window of her next-door neighbor, Mr. Ander.

The old man was robbed last night and suffered some injuries. It was Lucy who cleaned and bandaged his wounds after he returned home.

He heard someone knocking on the window, stood up from the rocking chair, glanced at the girl carrying the suitcase, and without any surprise, without asking any questions, he smoothly opened the window and let the person in.

Zhou Qingfeng was completely bewildered. When Lucy quickly went to open the window, he keenly heard the elevator door opening in the corridor.

As Lucy waved at him, signaling him to follow, he heard distinct footsteps coming down the hallway. There were at least four of them, their footsteps heavy and hurried, definitely not the relaxed feeling of ordinary people returning home.

When he stepped out of the window and reached the fire escape outside the apartment, someone was already knocking on Lucy's door, and Lucy had already gone into the old man's house next door.

Mr. Ander didn't forget to stick his head out of the window and whispered to Zhou Qingfeng, who hadn't come in yet: "Don't be silly, close the window of Lucy's room and come over quickly."

When a dull clang sounded, the police, who had knocked on the door in vain, forced open Lucy's door and rushed to the window in front of the fire escape with great experience, opened it suddenly, and looked out.
Zhou Qingfeng was already standing in the living room of Mr. Ande's house, and everything was going well.
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Two "cleaners" from the Department of Homeland Security stepped into Lucy's small but tidy one-bedroom apartment, scanning every corner with their hawk-like eyes.

One of them grabbed a few pieces of clothing scattered on the couch, while the other walked to the kitchen and glanced at the unwashed dishes in the sink.

"She's not alone," one of them whispered, "there's a man with her."

"She just left," another person sniffed the perfume in the air, "The living room still has the lingering scent of her freshly sprayed perfume. She couldn't have been gone for more than two minutes."

"She must have escaped through the fire escape, but her car is still downstairs. She definitely didn't get far, maybe she's hiding in a neighbor's house."

The two men quickly walked to the window, looked up and down the fire escape, and then divided the work with the community police who arrived.

The two policemen were quite polite and knocked on doors one by one to ask questions.

The two "cleaners" were much more brutal and targeted the window of Mr. Ander, who was closest to them.

One of them wrapped his sleeve around his fist and punched it hard, breaking the window glass.

Glass fragments flew everywhere. Mr. Ander, who had just sat down in the rocking chair, was frightened by the sudden loud noise and trembled all over.

He stood up suddenly, glared at the two strangers who broke in, and shouted: "What are you doing?!"

The two "cleaners" glanced expressionlessly at the old man's living room, sniffing the lingering scent of perfume. Then, with a sneer, they pulled out their credentials. "We're from the Department of Homeland Security, looking for a suspect named Lucy. Any attempt to shield her will be subject to legal prosecution. Where is she?"

Mr. Ander's fingers trembled with anger as he shouted, "I don't know what you are talking about! This is my home, you have no right to barge in!"

The two "cleaners" remained unmoved. Instead, they grinned grimly, drew their guns from their waists, and sneered:
"No, Congress gives us the authority to investigate at any time anyone who may be a threat to national security."

The old man's house also had one bedroom and one living room. The two "cleaners" quickly searched the kitchen and bathroom, but found nothing. They immediately realized something, turned around, opened the door, and went to the corridor.

In the corridor, two policemen were still knocking on other neighbors' doors. When they saw the two people from the Department of Homeland Security coming out from next door, they just nodded slightly. They were not surprised by this kind of "efficient" investigation.

"No suspect found?" asked a police officer.

"No," one of the "cleaners" answered coldly, "This bitch isn't the first time she's been chased. She's very experienced at escaping. She had already slipped away when we entered her house."

"No, she didn't run away," the other man narrowed his eyes. "Her car is still downstairs. She can't get far without a car. She just moved to a new place to hide. She must still be in this apartment."

Within minutes, all the residents on the same floor were alarmed. Several doors were forced open, and complaints and screams from the residents could be heard one after another.

The two "cleaners" ignored them and searched every corner with guns. They also called in more local police in the name of the Department of Homeland Security to participate in the search.

For a while, the whole apartment building was in chaos, inside and outside.

The residents watched in horror as these armed strangers broke into their homes, rummaged through drawers, and some were even violently pushed into the corner.

The air is filled with tension and fear, and a silent war is quietly unfolding in this old apartment building.
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At this moment, Lucy held her small box tightly and took Zhou Qingfeng through the shadows of the roof of the apartment building, and finally hid by the fence on the roof.

The two men crouched down and looked down through the gap in the fence. They saw several police cars parked downstairs, and the flashing police lights were particularly dazzling in the night.

More police officers were pouring out of their cars and rapidly entering the apartment complex.

"It's over, they will catch me sooner or later." Lucy's voice was filled with panic, her fingers tightly gripping the handle of the suitcase, at a loss.

Zhou Qingfeng did not respond. He calmly glanced downstairs and then turned to another nearby apartment building.

The two buildings are almost the same height, but there is an aisle more than two meters wide in the middle.

If it were on the ground, an ordinary person might be able to jump over this distance easily, but on the roof of an eight-story building, it seems extremely thrilling.

He took a look at the thickness of the rooftop wall, then carefully looked at the structure of the roof opposite, then grabbed the suitcase from Lucy's hand and threw it across without hesitation.

The box drew an arc in the air, flew lightly over a distance of several meters, and finally landed on the roof of the opposite building with a "clang". It slid for a distance before stopping.

Lucy was stunned for two or three seconds, and immediately realized what Zhou Qingfeng wanted to do. Then she shook her head suddenly, with fear in her voice:

"No, no, no, I'm afraid of heights. I don't have the ability. I definitely can't jump over it!"

"Shut up, don't make any sound." Zhou Qingfeng ordered in a low voice, then he held Lucy's waist and legs and picked her up.

Lucy struggled violently, her voice almost uncontrollable: "Are you crazy? We are on the eighth floor! It's hard to jump over alone, and you still want to carry me over?
I'm heavy, over 150 pounds! Put me down now, I don't want to fall to my death!"

In order to survive, she even reported her weight.

However, Zhou Qingfeng turned a deaf ear to her, holding her tightly with his arms like a clamp. To prevent her from screaming, he simply covered her mouth with his clothes.

After preparing, Zhou Qingfeng held Lucy in his arms and ran up the rooftop, his steps steady and powerful. After accelerating for more than ten meters, he stepped on the railing of the rooftop fence and leaped up.

"Wuwuwu..." Lucy, whose mouth was covered, widened her eyes and let out a terrified whimper from her throat.

The moment she took off, she seemed to be thrown into the clouds and her body entered heaven, but the feeling of weightlessness falling made her feel like she was falling into the abyss.

In less than a second, her heart almost beat out of her chest, and the only sound in her ears was the whistling wind.

Zhou Qingfeng seemed extremely relaxed, his face not red, not out of breath. He crossed the aisle between the two buildings, landed on the roof of the opposite building, slowed down in small steps, and finally stopped steadily.

Lucy looked like she had just been to the gates of hell, her face was pale and her whole body was trembling.

When Zhou Qingfeng put her down, her legs went weak and she could hardly stand.

She lowered her head to glance at the corridor between the buildings she had just crossed, then turned around and beat Zhou Qingfeng's chest desperately, her voice filled with tears:

"Madman! You're a madman! My grandfather was right, you're a complete madman! You're not afraid of death, and you don't care about the lives of others!"

After cursing for a few times, she suddenly found that Zhou Qingfeng was staring at her coldly, with a hint of inquiry in his eyes.

She suddenly realized that she had said something wrong, her voice stopped abruptly, and she stammered, "Uh...did I say something wrong?"

"You recognized me, didn't you?" Zhou Qingfeng asked expressionlessly, his voice low and cold.

Lucy was speechless for a moment, a trace of embarrassment flashed across her face, and she hesitated for a long time before saying, "Who told you to pretend to be an FBI agent when your makeup skills are so poor?

Even a fool can see that something is wrong with you. We are clear now, run, those police will catch up soon."

She bent down to pick up her suitcase, grabbed Zhou Qingfeng's hand and ran to the other side of the current apartment.

The two wanted to go downstairs directly, but there were still police officers downstairs. So Lucy gritted her teeth, pointed to the roof of a building farther away, and asked, "Can we jump over there?"

With the experience of the first time, Zhou Qingfeng seemed more relaxed. This time, he didn't need to throw the box first, but directly picked up Lucy and the box, ready to run and jump.

"Wait!" Lucy suddenly shouted, and then bit her collar to prevent herself from screaming or biting her tongue out of excitement.

She took a deep breath and nodded vigorously, indicating that she was ready.

Zhou Qingfeng said nothing more, he took a run, accelerated, and then took off again with Lucy in his arms.

Despite her first experience, Lucy still felt as if her soul had left her body. She bit her collar tightly, her cheeks almost cramped, and her eyes were wide open.

When she landed again, Lucy's face was still pale, her forehead covered with cold sweat, and she was gasping for breath. However, her eyes flashed with extreme excitement, and she murmured in a low voice:
"This is much more exciting than riding a roller coaster."

(End of this chapter)