From picking up corpses to becoming a true god of America

Upon hearing Seth's arrangements, the tense atmosphere, which had been like a powder keg, immediately eased considerably.

The officers relaxed and released the two thugs.

Ye Xiao even noticed that several of the black men quietly withdrew their hands from their pockets.

"Damn bastard."

Before leaving, one of them arrogantly turned around and threatened them viciously.

"You're the ones who killed McCann! Come to Pier 7 if you dare! Don't cower here like cowards!"

Pier 7?

Seth noticed something amiss and silently noted it down.

Back at the police station, a group of people gathered in the office.

Seth stepped to the front and, with a serious expression, reported the day's events to his colleagues and supervisors.

"The Crippled Gang has gone mad."

Seth was the first to draw a conclusion.

"They murdered seven people in the past two days. They were all prostitutes that McCann had hired that night. Three of them were illegal immigrants and their information could not be found. The other four lived in the North District."

After saying that, Seth pointed to a photograph.

"Moreover, at each crime scene, a message was written on the wall using the victim's blood."

"Based on our investigation, they are likely referring to Pier 7 in the Bay Area."

"So you mean, this is the Crippled Gang leaving a message for the killer from that night?"

Manager Mike tapped on the table, his tone irritated.

He hadn't expected that McCann would be so easily defeated.

He suffered a heart attack just one night later and died in the detention cell.

Fortunately, the forensic examination revealed that the compound had an effect; otherwise, Supervisor Mike would have also been subject to a job investigation.

"Yes, we suspect so too."

"According to the psychologist's analysis, the killer is probably not the kind of psychopathic serial killer. Moreover, the fact that he only killed the gang members and spared the street prostitutes suggests that he is likely a kind person."

"A kind person?"

Upon hearing this, Mike couldn't hold back any longer.

What kind of kind person could sneak up at night, kill so many people, and even kick someone's teeth out?

Does he think he's Captain America?

"Therefore, we suspect that the killer is very likely to head to Pier 7, and I suggest that we should strengthen security there."

Upon hearing Seth's suggestion, Manager Mike's already bad mood worsened.

Now that McCann is dead, the Cripples have gone mad.

If not handled properly, he could very well become the next target of the crippled gang.

The thought of this made Mike feel suffocated, as if an invisible hand was strangling his neck.

He has a wife and children, and he doesn't want to live in the shadow of the gang for the rest of his life.

"Let me think about it."

Manager Mike tapped the table: "This matter has a huge impact. If the Crippled Gang finds out, it could cause unnecessary trouble, or even a gunfight."

Upon hearing this, Seth's heart skipped a beat.

"Supervisor! Time is of the essence! It will be too late if they've already made contact!"

"Contact? If that son of a bitch dared to go over there, would he have even bothered wearing that ridiculous hood that night?!"

"Damn it, that bastard doesn't even realize how much trouble he's gotten himself into. I suspect he's taking revenge on society, taking revenge on us!"

"Mike, now is not the time to dwell on these things."

"Nonsense, of course I know! Let me report to the chief first!"

The two people, caught up in the argument, were completely oblivious.

Ye Xiao, who had come in with them, had quietly left the police station at some point.

Late at night, in Seattle's dock area.

The waves crashed rhythmically against the rocks, and the air was filled with the distinctive salty smell of the sea.

Several gray factory buildings stand quietly on the shore, like lonely night watchmen.

A bright light, like a sharp arrow, pierced the dark road, and the car stopped next to the seafood factory.

As soon as Ye Xiao got out of the car, he felt a cold, damp sea breeze hit him in the face.

In the factory not far away, the lights were on, and you could vaguely see many people working inside.

"Sir, what brings you here?"

Clifford got out of the back seat and looked at Ye Xiao with some confusion.

He had assumed Ye Xiao was just dropping him off at work.

"It's nothing, I just wanted to eat seafood and thought I'd come see if they had any fresh ones."

Upon hearing this, Clifford frowned slightly, a hint of worry appearing on his face.

"Sir, things haven't been very peaceful here lately. If you'd like some seafood, just let me know and I'll bring it to you. There's absolutely no need to take that risk."

"It's nothing, I just wanted to take a look. The market's over there, right?"

Ye Xiao pointed to another factory building next to the main factory.

"That's Pier 7; the market is on the other side."

"Please be careful not to wander over there by accident. It's very dangerous there. I heard that a lot of gang members have come, and I don't know what they're up to."

Clifford quickly reminded him, but he still couldn't put his mind at ease.

"How about this, if you want to go, I'll go with you later. I don't start work that early."

"That's great."

Ye Xiao smiled and said, "Where is the restroom? I need to use the toilet first."

"It's in that corner, sir. I'll let you know, you can just go there."

"OK."

Ye Xiao walked towards the restroom.

After locking the stall door, he put on a mask and gloves, then a raincoat, and quickly jumped out. He then leaped out of the window behind the restroom.

This set of fluid movements is something that not just anyone can do.

Just like Jackie Chan in the movies, Ye Xiao lightly leaped over the high wall and landed steadily on the ground.

Not long after, he arrived at a room in the factory.

It was like a cage, with the door and windows sealed off by steel pipes as thick as a forearm, emanating a foul stench.

By the light from the side lamps, you could vaguely see that the place was packed with people.

Who are they?

Ye Xiao was slightly taken aback when he suddenly noticed a familiar face in the corner.

It was that girl's younger brother. Ye Xiao had just met him that morning. He hadn't expected that he would also be captured by those gang members!

"Who are you?"

Suddenly, someone inside seemed to have spotted Ye Xiao and exclaimed in surprise.

"Are you here to rescue us?"

"Please, I have children at home, please help me get out!"

"Please, I really have nothing to do with this, damn it! I don't know anything about it!"

When faced with death, people experience unimaginable fear.

Upon seeing Ye Xiao, they felt as if they had grasped a lifeline, releasing all their fear and anxiety.

However, at that moment, a series of "click-clack" sounds suddenly rang out from all around, and searchlights gradually lit up, illuminating the entire factory as if it were daytime.

One by one, figures emerged from the shadows and stood under the lights.

"Hahaha, I knew this guy would fall for it!"

"Does he really think he's a superhero who can save everyone?"

"Boss, is there really only one person? Should we send someone out to search?"

"What are you afraid of? We're all here, what are you worried about him running away from!"

Is everyone here?

Ye Xiao's usually expressionless face finally showed a reaction.

That's great, now I don't have to go find them one by one.