From picking up corpses to becoming a true god of America

John first met Rachel at a private party in Washington state.

At that time, she was like the moon, surrounded by countless stars, radiant and beautiful.

Both in appearance and family background, she was far superior to John.

But now, he saw Rachel standing at the door of the morgue.

Those clear blue eyes blinked and silently looked over.

How did she end up here?

The moment John saw Rachel, he felt as if he had been struck by lightning; his scalp tingled and his vision blurred.

He opened his mouth, wanting to ask but not daring to.

After all, at the party, John was just a lackey standing on the sidelines, not even worthy of having his name mentioned.

While everyone was still in a daze, Charles walked up to them in surprise.

"Rachel, what are you doing here?"

"Of course I'm with my boyfriend."

Rachel said matter-of-factly.

"Who?"

Charles stared wide-eyed, scanning the area incredulously before finally looking incredulously at Ye Xiao not far away.

"Could it be that Asian kid?"

"What's wrong? Is there a problem?"

Rachel tilted her head, realizing something was wrong, and her expression quickly turned cold.

"Cousin, you guys aren't here to cause him trouble, are you?"

"..."

Hearing Rachel say that...

Charles, who had originally planned to question the suspect, was now left speechless.

"Why did you fall for that man?"

Charles was silent for a moment, then suddenly asked excitedly, "What's so good about him?"

My cousin has fallen for a foreign student who smuggles corpses?

Even if their family is a very traditional KMT member, they couldn't possibly be this open-minded!

"He loves me."

Rachel said very confidently, "You love me very much."

"How can you prove it? What if he's lying to you?"

"He didn't want my money, and he even risked his life to save me from armed robbers. Don't you think he loves me?"

Charles was stunned when he heard this.

Charles himself couldn't do the things Rachel mentioned.

He even felt that if someone could actually do these things for a woman...

What else could it be but true love?

Surely it couldn't just be for the sake of sexual gratification?

"I see."

Charles paused for a moment, then turned and walked toward John.

"Go back now. Don't use such flimsy statements as evidence next time."

"What?!"

John was stunned, unable to believe that Charles had changed his attitude so quickly.

Are you deaf?

Charles frowned and countered, "Or do you still want to work for that old man in Cleveland?"

"Think carefully about how long he can stay in that position."

Upon hearing this, John broke out in a cold sweat.

Don't be fooled by his righteous indignation and his appearance as a staunch capitalist fighter.

In reality, how many of these specialists are truly clean?

Those who are truly clean and pure have long been thrown into the Pacific Ocean to feed the fish.

"I understand."

John clenched his fists, staring fiercely at Ye Xiao, his eyes filled with resentment and jealousy.

He patted him on the shoulder and threatened him in a low voice.

"Damn it, you got lucky this time."

"..."

Upon hearing this, Ye Xiao's eyes turned cold.

Is he so intent on killing?

This child must not be allowed to live.

In the blink of an eye, a white seed, [Drug Addiction], quietly appeared in his hand.

Ye Xiao remained calm, patted John's arm, and then subtly introduced the seed into his body.

"Don't worry, I'll be waiting for you."

The air smells faintly of leaves.

John, an American, began to hate these despicable nepotisms.

Damn it, why isn't Rachel the one who likes me?

But John was unaware that the person he admired was being relentlessly pushed around like a bicycle almost every night.

Watching John and the others disappear into the campus, Ye Xiao turned around in surprise.

Rachel, whose gaze was cold and gloomy, changed almost instantly, like a chameleon, and ran quickly to him.

"That prosecutor was my cousin."

Before Ye Xiao could speak, Rachel took the initiative to explain, "My father is a state legislator, so he still has some influence in Seattle."

Is this what you call having a little face?

Ye Xiao was surprised to find that Rachel had such a strong background, and he couldn't help but feel a little fortunate.

It was definitely the right decision to go through all that trouble to save Rachel.

Controlling Rachel is equivalent to having a state legislator as a backer.

Will we be able to do whatever we want in Washington State from now on?

"Ye, I guess I've done you a favor?"

Rachel mustered her courage and suddenly asked.

"I guess so."

Ye Xiao smiled, knowing what she was thinking, and asked, "What reward do you want?"

It would be fine to leak a little information to her.

After all, Ye Xiao also needed someone to help divert attention.

People might think that Seattle Superman is a retired veteran, a typical redneck, a legend like Captain America.

Those who follow Ye Xiao will be misled.

"Tonight..."

Unexpectedly, Rachel slightly raised her chin, her expectant gaze towards Ye Xiao almost tearing at her eyes, and said in a soft and charming voice.

"Can you keep choking me?"

"Um?"

You seem a little off.

Didn't you want intelligence? Why do you need this?

Besides restoring sanity.

In the past few days, Ye Xiao has experienced the other conveniences that Rachel has given him.

As Charles's future brother-in-law, Ye Xiao has been living a very comfortable life these past two days.

During the day, he either goes to the police station for some donuts or to the forensic lab to give old Sean a piece of his mind.

The long-interrupted illegal immigrant recovery business has gradually resumed, earning praise from all the senior members of the group.

Even Professor Ehrlich, who was usually quick to anger, has been beaming with joy these past few days, looking proud and smug.

Everything seemed to have settled down.

In the afternoon, Ye Xiao also took some time to visit the community classroom to see his other two students, Eileen and Clifford.

It was only just after school.

The community classroom was packed with people arguing and squeezing in.

What the hell is going on here?

Ye Xiao stood to the side, looking completely bewildered.

Did the community distribute pork today?

But isn't this a Muslim community?

"Hey bro, squeeze forward! If you're not going to get in, can you please not block us?"

The tall Middle Eastern man behind him started shouting in dissatisfaction.

Ye Xiao stepped aside to make way for him and asked in confusion.

"What are you doing?"

"What else could we be doing but attending the class! I heard that Teacher Ye finally came today!"

Teacher Ye?

Before Ye Xiao could react, he heard Clifford's urgent voice coming from inside.

"Don't push! There's no room left inside!"

"Hey, you guys, move aside! Don't stop Mr. Ye from going outside!"

Upon hearing this, everyone in front of him suddenly turned around and looked at Ye Xiao.

Suddenly, a path leading to the classroom appeared in front of him.

"You must be Mr. Ye? You're so young?"

"Sir, please teach me! I want to learn math from you!"