From picking up corpses to becoming a true god of America

Ye Xiao was certainly not driven by lust.

He was just curious about what this girl was after.

Ye Xiao had met many Japanese people and therefore had a very deep impression of them.

Simply put, the whole of Japan is almost a meticulously designed, seemingly peaceful, gentle, and polite large-scale live immersive performance venue.

Whether they are young or old, these seemingly humble and polite people are almost all actors with great patience, playing the roles of excellent citizens, excellent subordinates, and kind neighbors.

But in reality, behind this humility lie all sorts of treacherous ambitions.

When Ye Xiao first arrived in Japan, he felt extremely uncomfortable. There was no sense of human life in the world; it was as if he had fallen into a group of foxes who were pretending to be smiling.

Haruka Ayase's dormitory has a minimalist and simple decor, which shows that her family is quite wealthy. She even has a proper entryway set up at the entrance.

As soon as she entered the door, Ayase Haruka suddenly knelt down and, before Ye Xiao could react, pulled a pair of slippers out of the shoe cabinet.

"Please use it."

After changing her shoes, Haruka Ayase busied herself like a diligent housewife, washing fruit, making tea, and preparing snacks.

Ye Xiao sat at the dining table by the window, carefully looking around the dormitory, and sighed after taking a sip of tea.

"The arrangement is so thoughtful. I didn't realize Ayase-san was so capable."

"No, they were all raised at home."

Haruka Ayase gently combed her hair behind her ears, revealing her delicate earlobes and fair neck.

She leaned slightly forward and poured tea with her slender hands.

Looking down from above, one can vaguely see the voluptuous figure beneath the white lace-trimmed short-sleeved top.

This woman is really good at pretending.

From the moment she entered until now, every move Ayase Haruka made was meticulously planned, and she was doing her best to exude so-called feminine charm to Ye Xiao in order to subtly influence him.

She secretly raised her head and glanced at Ye Xiao, and when she noticed his gaze, she was secretly delighted.

Sure enough, these men found it difficult to resist this onslaught.

"Is Ye Sang a Chinese American?"

While praising her, Ayase Haruka subtly probed, "I didn't expect you to become a police officer at such a young age. That's really impressive."

"No, I'm actually an international student at the University of Washington, currently a freshman in the medical school."

Ye Xiao's answer surprised Ayase Haruka.

She originally thought Ye Xiao was just saying it casually, but she didn't expect that he was actually a classmate!

Can international students become police officers?

This part-time job is just too outrageous!

Ayase Haruka's lips twitched slightly, but her smile remained unchanged as she clapped her hands excitedly.

"It turns out we really are classmates! How lucky we are!"

"I majored in finance and want to work for an investment bank in the United States in the future."

"Ye Sang is actually a medical student. Her grades must be excellent, right? I've heard that studying medicine is very difficult."

"It was really difficult, so my grades were terrible, and I was only able to continue studying because I had a good relationship with the professor."

"Hehe, Ye Sang is joking again."

No, I just wanted to compliment you.

Is it really necessary to be so disrespectful?

Ayase Haruka was dumbfounded. She never expected Ye Xiao to be so lacking in emotional intelligence, leaving her speechless and unsure how to even begin to praise him.

You can't exactly praise him for his strong will and thick skin, since his grades are so bad, how could he possibly stay?

"Let's not talk about that."

Ye Xiao put down his teacup and casually leaned back in his chair.

"Tell me, what exactly do you want from me?"

"that……"

At this point, Ayase Haruka's mood suddenly dropped, her eyes reddened slightly and welled up with tears, and she bit her red lips and spoke in a weak tone.

"Actually, someone has been harassing me for the past few days. I have already rejected him, but he keeps pestering me. He often blocks my door, follows me, and has even threatened me in the past two days."

"Therefore, I would like to ask Mr. Ye for his help!"

After saying that, Ayase Haruka suddenly stood up, placed her hands on her thighs, and lowered her head deeply, revealing a glimpse of white skin through her slightly open collar.

"Since you put it that way, then it must be harassment from your ex-boyfriend?"

Ye Xiao asked calmly.

"No, I should say, I'd say she was my ex-girlfriend..."

"Um?"

No, something's wrong with you!

Ye Xiao narrowed his eyes instantly, as if he had seen something strange.

Wait a minute, when did Japanese technology become so advanced? It's even surpassed Thailand and the Southern Dynasties.

"I...I've never had a boyfriend."

Ayase Haruka noticed Ye Xiao's confusion, so she looked up, revealing her pitiful little face, and explained.

"I met that woman when I first arrived. She helped me a lot, but I never expected her to be this kind of person."

"And she also threatened me that if I didn't agree, she would make it impossible for me to stay at school."

"Please, Mr. Ye, I really want to stay here and continue my studies."

So you guys played it this chaotically?

Ye Xiao frowned: "Then how do you want me to help you? Pretend to be your boyfriend? That's too cliché. She won't believe it."

"this……"

Ayase Haruka suddenly tensed up, standing uneasily in place, her ten fingers twisted together in a tangled mess.

After staring at Ye Xiao for a while, she suddenly turned around, took out an envelope from the closet behind her, took out all the banknotes inside, and respectfully presented it to Ye Xiao with both hands while bowing her head.

"This is all the cash I have right now. It's just a small token of my appreciation. Please, please accept it!"

It's obvious that Haruka Ayase comes from a very good family background.

As a result, their approach to gift-giving and bribery appears unprofessional, even somewhat awkward.

"What kind of person do you take me for?"

"Snapped!"

Ye Xiao suddenly waved his hand, sending the banknotes flying.

Green US dollars fluttered in the air, scattering everywhere.

Ayase Haruka looked up in astonishment, her eyes filled with confusion and fear, and she stood there stunned for a moment.

Ye Xiao slammed his fist on the table in anger, his whole demeanor radiating righteous indignation: "Are you insulting me? Is this how you test your cadres?"

"I was just worried you were in trouble, and I helped you out of kindness, and you use this to trample on my dignity?"

Before he finished speaking, Ye Xiao turned and left.

"Mr. Ye!"

Ayase Haruka panicked and instinctively grabbed Ye Xiao's hand.

"Ayase-san, please have some self-respect."

"I'm sorry, I absolutely did not mean any disrespect."

Ayase Haruka frantically gripped Ye Xiao's hand tightly, refusing to let go, her tearful eyes filled with shame.

"I... I'm just terrified. I need your help. I'm sorry, I..."

Ayase Haruka didn't know how to explain, so she knelt down in a hurry, her hands on her forehead and her head hitting the ground, her plump, white, soft breasts squeezing together.

"Please forgive me!"

Her bent thighs and full, rounded breasts instantly stretched the already tight A-line skirt even more, outlining a graceful curve.

Although these Japanese people say one thing and mean another.

But he actually looked quite good when he apologized.

So being a police officer in America is this great?

Ye Xiao admired the view from his vantage point for a while before slowly speaking.

"Okay, I suddenly thought of a way to help you solve the problem."