I revived the Demonic Sect in North America

Li Ang was taken aback upon hearing this, and his expression turned serious:

"Then what are you going to do?"

"What do you mean, 'What should I do'?"

Karen stiffened her neck and deliberately raised her voice to hide her guilt, saying:

"My killing of this black drug dealer was in self-defense. This guy not only trafficked drugs, but also attacked police officers and killed two innocent bystanders. Anyway, I was the only one who was still conscious at the scene, so whatever I say goes! Even if the Ministry of the Interior came to do an autopsy, they wouldn't find anything wrong with it!"

Li Ang was delighted to hear this. He had been worried about how to persuade Karen to abandon her principles and collude with him to give false testimony.

Unexpectedly, this little girl suddenly grasped the concept and learned it on her own.

While surprised by Karen's change, he still pretended to be worried and continued to probe:

"No, Miss Karen, what I mean is, I don't want you to lie for me, or to go against your principles for me."

"To hell with principles!"

Karen suddenly lost control and roared, large tears streaming down her face uncontrollably:

"Li Ang, I've had enough of that damn manual! I almost watched you get blown to pieces just now! Do you know how much that hurt me? All I want now is to protect you, even if it means giving up all my principles!"

After saying this, she threw herself into Li Ang's arms, her shoulders trembling with sobs.

"Li Ang, I love you... I'm sorry, I should have told you sooner... I love you, Li Ang, I love you!"

Li Ang felt a surge of warmth in his heart and couldn't help but lower his head to kiss Karen's tears, tasting the salty, metallic flavor of blood.

After they separated, he cupped Karen's face in his hands, unable to contain his emotions, and said:

"Miss Karen, would you like to be my woman?"

Without the slightest hesitation, Karen answered decisively:

"Of course I'd like to!"

Just then, a system notification sounded in Li Ang's mind:

[Ding~ Congratulations, host, on successfully subduing a mid-grade furnace cauldron, taking a crucial step towards the revival of your sect!]

[Mission Reward: Treasure Chest x1]

Upon hearing the sudden system notification, Li Ang was immediately shocked.

It turns out that subduing a furnace or cauldron only requires spiritual subjugation, and physical subjugation is not mandatory.

What about all the blood and essence I gave up before?

How do I determine if my kidneys are healthy?

Are you sure you're getting enough nutrition?

Karen sniffed, noticing that Leon seemed to be in a daze of ecstasy because of her answer.

She couldn't help but feel a little shy, and waved her hand to bring Li Ang back to his attention.

Then he reached out and wiped away a bit of blood from Li Ang's cheek, his tone softening as he spoke gently, like coaxing a child:

"Alright, Li Ang, now that I've agreed to be your girlfriend, you have to promise me you'll leave here right away, okay? Remember, you never entered this passage tonight, and you don't know anything about what happened here."

Li Ang patted Karen's head, not in a hurry to leave.

Although he is now very curious about what treasures he can get from the system's treasure chest.

But I still have some concerns:

"Are you sure you can handle this alone? I'm worried you don't have the experience and won't be able to deal with those people in the Internal Affairs Department..."

"Hey, Li Ang, don't underestimate me. You're still a student, so why are you acting like an adult in front of me!"

Karen's face showed a hint of resentment, and she pouted, saying:

"I usually follow the rules, but that doesn't mean I don't want to collude with those corrupt cops in my unit. It doesn't mean I don't know how to exploit loopholes. You'd better leave quickly, or it will be too late."

Li Ang nodded, cupped her face and kissed her several more times before reluctantly letting go.

"Give me your phone number."

"Um?"

Karen obediently handed the phone to Li Ang.

Li Ang had saved Kevin's phone number, the owner of the Ellie Bar, in his phone.

The two agreed that once Karen had finished her internal review of the case, she would call Alice at the bar and leave a message.

Then, they can continue their unfinished date at the Panda Restaurant.

Before leaving, Li Ang crouched down and slipped to the corner around the exit, pulling Elmer's old dark green military jacket from the ground.

This jacket is like Doraemon's magic pocket; Li Ang has been coveting it for a long time.

Unexpectedly, as soon as Li Ang picked up the jacket, he felt that it was extremely heavy.

No wonder Elmer didn't wear this magic bag when he went out shooting earlier.

So this thing isn't meant to be worn at all.

It's basically a mobile warehouse.

Fortunately, Li Ang was strong enough to quickly roll up his jacket and tuck it under his arm, then disappeared into the darkness.

……

After Li Ang left, the rat hole fell silent once again.

Karen crouched absentmindedly next to Detective Miller.

Suddenly, I heard a weak groan from beside me.

"Sir, you're finally awake? Are you alright?"

Karen turned her head in surprise and saw Detective Miller with his eyes half-open and his lips pale.

However, Miller did not respond to Karen's concerned greeting, but instead asked in a hoarse voice:

"That kid just now... wasn't he the Chinese brat I told you to take away when we raided the underground club the night before last?"

Karen's heart skipped a beat, and cold sweat instantly broke out on her back.

"Sir...you saw everything? When did you wake up?"

Miller could no longer suppress the urge to smile.

An awkward smile stretched across his face, but the sudden movement aggravated his wound, causing him to cough violently again.

"Ahem... The sound you two made while kissing just now, tsk tsk, even wilder than your aunt and I were when we were young. If I had gotten up then, wouldn't I have been incredibly rude? Ahem..."

Upon hearing this, Karen blushed deeply, her fingers unconsciously twisting the shoulder straps of her tactical vest.

I wish I could disappear into a crack in the ground.

Miller gave her a strange look, looking her up and down, his tone laced with disbelief and a hint of mockery:

"You've been in this department for years, and you've always had that aloof, icy demeanor towards everyone, even turning away that handsome detective from the narcotics unit who buys you coffee every day. I thought you weren't interested in men, but it turns out..."

He paused, then clicked his tongue meaningfully:

"So you actually have a thing for this. Chinese, young and tender. Karen, you're something else."

"Sir, I..."

Karen was speechless, her mouth agape as she tried to explain, but she didn't know how.

After all, she and Li Ang had only known each other for less than three days.

If it weren't for some unusual fetish, how could they fall in love so quickly and passionately?

However, more than discussing her sexual orientation, Karen is now afraid that something will happen to Leon.

She had no choice but to bite the bullet and steer the conversation back on track, pleading with Detective Miller:

"Commander Miller, Leon fired to save us... I don't know if you saw it, but he risked his life to protect us, throwing himself onto the grenade. I'm begging you, don't pursue the matter of his illegal possession of a firearm. He's only seventeen, his life hasn't even begun, we can't let it be ruined because of him..."

Miller laboriously raised his uninjured left hand and made a pressing motion in the air, signaling her to shut up.

He stared at the base of the viaduct on the ceiling of the passageway, his gaze drifting, as if he were seeing memories of the past.

"You know, Karen, your dad was just too stubborn back then."

Karen was taken aback when Detective Miller inexplicably brought up her father.

Miller's voice lowered, carrying a deep weariness, as he continued:

"I was unfortunately trapped during that operation, and your father was the first to come to my aid. I told him over the radio to wait for the main force to arrive and not to go deep into enemy territory alone. He insisted that according to the New York Police Department manual, if an officer is trapped, we must intervene immediately. As a result, someone rushed in and took a bullet for me."

He turned his face, his gaze fixed intently on Karen's face, his eyes gradually reddening:

"I've had these recurring dreams over the years, in which I desperately try to stop him, and a few times, I even manage to yell at him and he survives! Do you know how happy I am, Karen? Your dad survived!"