America's Greatest Villain: I Defeat Magic with Magic

"Enjoy your meal, Mrs. Smith."

Leaving behind a seemingly polite greeting, Chen Yuan made a move to leave.

Before he could even turn around, the housewife's expression changed instantly, and she questioned him sharply:

"What did you call me?"

Despite the other party's aggressive demeanor, Chen Yuan keenly noticed the panic in her expression.

So he repeated the other person's name again:

Mrs. Smith.

"How do you know that name? No, my last name isn't Smith at all!"

The housewife retorted somewhat incoherently, her voice growing increasingly shrill.

Seeing the other party's guilty look, Chen Yuan sneered inwardly.

Although the system only gave a few brief prompts, the woman was clearly terrified.

Then he gave a meaningful smile:

"I not only know your real surname, but I also know exactly what you did last night."

These words struck like a thunderbolt, directly shattering the housewife's psychological defenses.

Her eyes widened instantly, her face filled with disbelief.

Everything last night was perfectly concealed; how could anyone have discovered it?

Extreme fear gradually caused her to lose her mind.

"Go to hell!"

The housewife screamed, threw down the poodle she was holding, and reached out to scratch Chen Yuan's face.

Chen Yuan hadn't expected the woman to suddenly attack like a shrew, but his reaction speed was extremely fast.

With just a slight turn of his body, he easily dodged the woman's attack.

Then, with a swift kick, he sent the vicious dog that had also lunged at him crashing into the bushes nearby.

Just as the housewife was about to pounce on Chen Yuan again, a sudden, urgent siren sounded behind her.

The two turned their heads and saw an LAPD patrol car with flashing lights parked on the side of the road.

The car door was quickly pushed open, and a young police officer strode across the lawn, demanding an explanation in a stern voice:

"Stop! What's going on here?"

After recognizing that the two parties involved in the altercation were a panicked white woman and a seemingly harmless Asian youth, the officer did not immediately draw his gun.

After all, the residents of this community are all wealthy and influential, so the police officers will exercise great restraint when enforcing the law unless necessary.

He walked between the two women and first asked the woman, who was clearly the owner of the mansion:

"Madam, what did he do to you?"

The housewife seemed surprised that the police officers would appear at this moment.

Her eyes darted around quickly, then she immediately adopted a victim's expression and began to wail:

"Officer! This man claimed to be a food deliveryman, but as soon as I opened the door, he tried to force his way into my house and even groped me!"

These accusations, which completely distorted the truth, caused the police officer's face to darken instantly.

He immediately turned his head, his gaze fixed on Chen Yuan, and his right hand pressed against the holster at his waist without hesitation.

In such affluent neighborhoods, burglary and sexual assault are absolutely off-limits.

If Chen Yuan makes any attempt to resist or escape, the police officers will immediately draw their guns and empty their magazines.

And just as the police officer was about to kill him.

A pale red virtual panel reappeared before Chen Yuan's eyes.

[Target: Carlos Mendes, West Los Angeles Police Department Patrolman]

Age: 27

[Recent criminal acts: Three hours ago, illegally accessed his ex-girlfriend's hotel check-in records and information about her roommates through the police department's internal database.]

That's an interesting handle.

However, now is clearly not the time to threaten the police officers.

Without the slightest hesitation, Chen Yuan instantly raised his hands in a standard French military salute.

"Officer, I'm just a food delivery guy."

Then he pointed with his chin to a small black square hanging on his chest.

"I have video recordings of the entire process, which can prove my innocence."

Chen Yuan usually films food delivery videos and uploads them to TT to earn some traffic fees.

Moreover, in an environment like the United States where you might encounter bizarre customers at any time, video recording can truly save your life in critical moments.

For example, in this situation, without video evidence, Chen Yuan would be immediately taken to the police station based solely on the testimony of a wealthy white woman.

When the housewife saw the small black box on Chen Yuan's chest, her fake crying froze instantly.

"He's secretly filming me! Smash that thing!"

She screamed and reached out to grab the camera.

Officer Carlos reacted quickly and stopped the somewhat frantic housewife.

"Calm down, ma'am! All evidence must be preserved until the truth is known."

As he spoke, he quickly removed the GoPro that was attached to Chen Yuan's chest.

Then, it skillfully replayed the video recording from earlier.

Although this action camera is an older model, it has extremely high image quality and exceptionally clear audio recording.

From the moment Chen Yuan got out of the car and crossed the lawn, to ringing the doorbell, and then to the string of vicious insults hurled at him by the housewife after she opened the door, everything was recorded in detail.

Upon seeing this, Carlos frowned.

"Madam, your remarks just now constitute a serious hate crime."

However, this charge was insignificant to a white woman, and seeing that Chen Yuan didn't say anything, Carlos continued playing the video.

When Carlos heard Chen Yuan's inexplicable "I know what you did last night, Mrs. Smith," he was clearly taken aback.

Immediately afterwards, the video footage shook violently, accompanied by the housewife's screams and the sound of a vicious dog lunging at her. Clearly, the conflict between the two parties stemmed from this statement.

Carlos pressed the pause button, looked again at the pale-faced housewife, and asked with some suspicion:

"What exactly did you do last night to cause such an overreaction to a single sentence?"

"No...no! I didn't do anything!"

The housewife shook her head frantically, answering nervously.

"I stayed home watching TV all night; I didn't even leave the house!"

Seeing the woman's shifty eyes, Carlos instinctively felt that there was definitely some unspeakable secret hidden in this mansion.

Just then, Chen Yuan delivered the finishing blow.

"Officer, actually I was also delivering food in this area last night."

Chen Yuan pretended to be trying hard to remember and slowly said:

"Around eight or nine o'clock in the evening, I vaguely saw this woman secretly burying something in a corner of the backyard."

Although it was very dark, it looked like the remains of some kind of creature.

"No! You're lying! I didn't kill anyone!"

The housewife screamed as soon as she heard the words "bury the body".

This self-admission-like explanation instantly put Carlos on edge.

Murder? Burying the body?

This is a shocking case!

He quickly drew his sidearm, keeping a watchful eye on the woman as he walked around the villa toward the backyard.

as predicted.

In the corner of the backyard wall, there is a patch of fresh soil that has clearly been recently turned over.

Recalling the housewife's highly suspicious behavior, Carlos's mind instantly conjured up various cases of serial killers.

Without hesitation, he pressed the walkie-talkie on his shoulder and said urgently:

"Calling headquarters! This is 102 Rowland Avenue, Beverly Hills! A suspected murder and burial site has been discovered! Requesting immediate assistance from the Major Crimes Unit and the Forensic Science Division!"

Twenty minutes later.

More than a dozen police cars surrounded the mansion, and a long yellow police tape cordon was set up outside the house.

Several forensic officers, dressed in white protective suits, carefully dug up the fresh soil in the backyard.

However, unexpectedly...

The bodies buried inside were not human.

As the soil was gradually removed, the rotten and even skeletal remains of animals were exposed to the sunlight.

To be precise, they were the corpses of cats and dogs, and far more than one.

It took the police more than an hour to dig out more than a dozen deep pits of varying sizes.

After a preliminary count, at least thirty cat and dog remains were found buried there.

The reason why it is impossible to obtain an accurate number is that some of the remains are too old to be identified.

The truth of the case was quickly revealed.

The woman who called herself "Camilla" was indeed surnamed Smith, but her wealthy husband had passed away from illness many years ago.

In order to maintain her visibility in high society, Mrs. Smith presented herself as a loving philanthropist.

She is not only the honorary president of the local animal protection association, but also a well-known pet rescue blogger with millions of followers on social media, known as "Mrs. Angel".

She posts touching videos of rescuing stray cats and dogs online every day to gain huge online traffic and receive donations from fans.

Many enthusiastic and wealthy fans even came to spend the night with this kind angel lady.

However, finding dead stray animals every day in Los Angeles is easier said than done.

To maintain the video's popularity, Mrs. Smith used her position as president to frequently adopt healthy cats and dogs.

Then, they use cruel methods to beat these poor little guys until they are covered in wounds and on the verge of death, and finally, they pretend to record a "rescue" video.

If she hits the pet too hard and loses control of her strength, causing it to die, she buries it in the backyard garden under the cover of night.

【Ding--】

[The host has been detected using insidious means to completely destroy the cause of a hypocrite.]

[Bonus Villain Value: 30 points.]

Chen Yuan stood outside the cordon, looking at the large house in the distance that was surrounded by reporters from various media outlets.

He shook his head helplessly and sighed:

"At first, I just wanted to remind her to leave a tip."