American variety show: The Godfather, the Peace Ambassador, what the heck?

Chapter 18, Let's Sleep Forever with the Fish

Next to the ambulance.

“Stall, you hung up the phone, and I didn’t have a chance to say goodbye.”

Dizzy and lightheaded, Shi Du looked at the strange man who had suddenly appeared in front of him, his expression turning terrified. He recognized the man's voice—it was the same man from the phone call earlier.

Shit! The murderer was him?! The deliveryman wasn't the murderer!
The killer had an air of superiority and confidence about him, seemingly quite pleased with himself for having outmaneuvered Stokes and the New York police.

The New York police are all a bunch of useless idiots; they can't catch me at all.

Even if I stood in front of the police now, they wouldn't recognize me.

How boring~~~
With this bunch of useless people around, how can New York possibly be peaceful?

The murderer chuckled inwardly and sighed:
"I feel sorry for the pizza delivery guy, but I don't want to miss seeing you reunite with your wife..."

Previously, the murderer forced Stu to confess everything. In order to protect his wife's life, Stu admitted to his infidelity and confessed to the public that he was a liar full of lies.

"You don't need to thank me. I just hope that the honesty you've finally regained can be maintained. If you don't, I'll call you again."

After saying that, the murderer calmly walked away from the police cars, carrying the box. He even glanced at the phone booth, as if admiring his masterpiece.

Shortly afterward, he went to an alley in Manhattan, entered a phone booth, and planned to commit his next crime.

He would modify these public phone booths in advance to listen in on conversations and select targets from them.

That's how Stu became his target.

Just then, a deliveryman wearing a hat and mask walked over and knocked on the glass door of the phone booth.

"Hello, delivery, your fish order has arrived: two yellow perch and one trout."

"???"

The murderer opened the door, looking confused, and spoke to the deliveryman, saying, "You delivered to the wrong place, didn't you? I didn't order any takeout."

However, this scene seems a bit familiar. Didn't I use a delivery driver to deliver food to Shi Du before?

Have you ever heard of someone delivering takeout to a phone booth?
Wait, why am I hesitating about whether it's actually takeout?
He then realized something was wrong and quickly reached into his pocket, but it was too late.

A silenced bullet struck his heart at close range.

The killer froze and collapsed into Luca's arms, making it look like they were embracing.

The passersby did not notice that someone was about to die.

Luca helped the murderer into the phone booth and asked with a smile, "No mistake, this is your takeout. Fish represents death in the eyes of us Sicilians."

Sicilian? The killer's gaze began to wander. He couldn't understand how he, with almost no social record, had been targeted by this group of mafia members.

Luca secured the killer's body inside the phone booth and casually shoved the receiver into the killer's hand.

"You like making phone calls, don't you? Come on, make as many calls as you want. I hope you like this way of dying."

"Let them rest in peace."

"Goodbye."

Luca turned and left, calmly disappearing into the bustling street.

The murderer used the last of his strength to open the takeout box, wanting to see what the fish that had died with him looked like.

But it wasn't fish inside; it was just a regular pizza.

The already damaged heart stopped beating completely, and the murderer died of anger.

You killed the mastermind behind multiple sniper attacks, preventing them from killing others further. You upheld the peace of New York.

[Gain Skill Points x15]

[Gained 10 Skill Fragments]

[Visual acuity +0.1, your uncorrected visual acuity has reached 1.2 (the normal standard visual acuity is 1.0)]

[Remaining Skill Fragments: 26]

"Improved eyesight? That's not bad."

Luca blinked, feeling that he could see the details of things in his field of vision more clearly.

I am Luca Hawkeye Greco!

The murderer's body was not discovered until about half an hour later.

Compared to the high-profile phone booth shooting case that was widely reported by journalists, the killer's death was silent and unnoticed, just an ordinary scene in the city of New York.

After William and his colleagues returned to the police station, they were belatedly informed that another person had died in another phone booth in Manhattan.

But this person's identity is not quite normal.

Besides the lack of social security and other relevant records, a large number of eavesdropping devices and weapons were found in the box next to the deceased. Coincidentally, the weapons were identical to those found in the room in Times Square.

Following the clues, they discovered that the deliveryman who died in the room had a phone connection with the deceased.

Based on the clues he had gathered earlier, William came to the conclusion that the newly discovered victim was likely the real mastermind behind the multiple sniper killings.

But who killed him?
This seems to have become a mystery.

The police officers discussed it for a while, but were completely baffled. Just then, David pointed at the television and said, "Look at the TV, isn't that Grecoma?"

Several police officers looked closely and saw that the program was showing footage of Luca being interviewed by CNN.

The TV station was quite clever; they didn't cut out Luca's initial remarks, but broadcast them in their entirety.

First, he was a "coward in Times Square," venting his frustrations about Manhattan's terrible security. Then, his tone suddenly shifted, and he launched into a passionate speech advocating for peace and harmony, while also praising the New York police.

Everyone: "."

Is this interview for real?

Are you sure this isn't a Black talk show?

Everyone looked uncomfortable, as if they had eaten a piece of chocolate that tasted like shit. Being praised like that by the Mafia made them feel uneasy all over, like ants were crawling all over them.

The main problem is the stark contrast between the beginning and end of the interview; the praise that followed felt like a pre-arranged absurd comedy.

Couldn't these idiot reporters have interviewed someone else? Why did they have to interview this guy?

Richie said with a wry smile, "I bet those initial complaints were Greco's true thoughts. His comment about Times Square being a coward will definitely be remembered by many people, and it will make the landmark that capitalists and politicians have worked so hard to build a joke."

"It can't be that exaggerated, it's obviously just a joke."

"Haha, that's not a good joke. I bet the security in Times Square will improve in the future, and the authorities will change the bad impression of Times Square as a rotten coward."

"I think Greco is going to become famous. He's very handsome and has a very charming style, doesn't he? Like a Hollywood star, he attracted a lot of women's attention as soon as he arrived."

"But he's a member of the Mafia!"

Several policemen were chattering amongst themselves.

However, it's common for gangsters to gain fame in the United States.

Fortune magazine, which is a pain in the ass, published a list of the 50 most powerful gang leaders in the United States a decade ago.

That issue of the magazine sold out and attracted the attention of people all over the United States.

In retrospect, that magazine was rather ominous; many of the bigwigs featured in it met their demise during those ten years, making it seem like a "Death Note."

Meanwhile, the police station received numerous calls from citizens.

The surge in call volume overwhelmed many operators, with many calling simply to inquire about the handsome "helpful citizen." Among them were women seeking his contact information, as well as entertainment agents and talent scouts.

Fuck! Go call the TV station! Don't waste the police station's public resources!
Inside the bar in Malijo.

The guests present also saw the interview broadcast on the television, and the stark contrast between the interview before and after made everyone laugh so hard they were doubled over.

"Haha, Luca the Pigeon's name has spread all over Manhattan."

"Cowardly Times Square! Luca did a great job!"

"This interview is hilarious! Does anyone really think Luca was praising the police when he said those things later? Luca has a real talent for comedy; he should be making comedy movies, hahaha!"

"I like his dark humor."

"Fuck Times Square, there are shootings every day, it's not as peaceful as our Little Italy!"

"Fuck New York! Cheers!"

That night, with the broadcast of the interview, Luca became a sensation in New York, earning the title of "most handsome and helpful citizen" from the locals.

In the interviews, and in many subsequent shots of the police, many officers truthfully stated that Luca helped the police locate the perpetrator more quickly.

It played a crucial role.

At the time, the police officers being interviewed were unaware of what Luca had said to the reporters; they were simply praising the kind-hearted Luca out of goodwill.

It wasn't until CNN compiled all these clips together that the resulting program was so hilarious it made American citizens laugh their heads off.

No wonder people are criticizing Times Square for being a bunch of cowards. It turns out that without their help, your police wouldn't have been able to catch the murderer so quickly.

As for Luca's subsequent effusive praise, everyone felt it was nothing short of ironic.

Without comparison, there is no harm.

The show was a huge success, outperforming several other recent programs and boosting the TV station's ratings by several percentage points.

Luca became a minor sensation and gained notoriety within the police department, with many officers learning about his "enthusiastic" Mafia membership.

Also famous is the nickname "Cowardly Times Square," which many enthusiastic New Yorkers say is the funniest joke they've heard in the last six months, and they have expressed their support for Luca.

Then Times Square in New York attracted even more onlookers, who gave it the middle finger and cursed it as "cowardly Times Square."

Mommy, I love peace~~~
Then take a picture to remember the occasion, as if doing so is a cool thing.

The New York City government strongly condemns this, calling it slander! This is blatant defamation!

He expressed concern about the mental state of the citizens and hoped that everyone would remain calm and rational. He then quietly and symbolically increased security in Times Square.

This is to show that Times Square is more than just a place for shootings.

And love and peace.

(End of this chapter)