An American knife seller? No, please acknowledge me as your godfather.

Seattle Police Department Headquarters (SPD).

Just as Lynn was dividing the money with Black Dragon Mike on the left and White Tiger Kane on the right.

Wearing a crisp, dark blue police uniform, Annie was striding confidently toward the patrol car with her long, straight legs.

Her neat chestnut-brown short hair fluttered in the breeze, and her polarized sunglasses, which covered her eyes, accentuated the perfect jawline, making her look even more aloof and noble.

Even the most unflattering police uniform looks alluring on her.

Her proud, full breasts strained the buttons of her police uniform so tightly they seemed about to burst open at any moment.

The black belt around her waist accentuated her slender waist, creating a breathtakingly exaggerated proportion with the pert curves below.

Coupled with that icy, aloof aura, she exudes a tension that is both extremely restrained and irresistibly alluring, making one want to conquer her.

It's time for the routine patrol again.

Compared to her initial resentment when she was first demoted to patrolling the streets, Annie now harbors a small sense of anticipation.

However, she perfectly concealed this expectation behind her cold sunglasses, so no one could detect it.

On both sides of the road, the police officers all stopped and paid their respects.

Beyond his instinctive appreciation for Annie's stunning beauty, there was a clear hint of genuine recognition and awe in his eyes.

The Jimmy incident has spread throughout the police department.

Everyone knows that it was Annie's textbook-perfect timely action that snatched Jimmy's life back from the brink of death.

This greatly improved the impression many police officers had of her, and their hostility vanished.

People finally stopped seeing her as just a rich heiress who was there to gain prestige.

Sensing the change in everyone's gaze, Annie's rosy lips unconsciously curved into a slight smile, her mood brightening considerably.

For her, who was parachuted into the police station, what she longed for most was this genuine respect.

In my excitement, Lynn's profile, with its roguish charm and nonchalant attitude, involuntarily came to mind.

In an instant, the corners of her mouth seemed to curl up even more.

Only she knew that all of this was thanks to Lynn.

"Envy! Envy!"

Just then, a slightly urgent shout interrupted her thoughts.

Annie stopped and looked into the distance through her sunglasses.

Not far away, Evans was running up, panting, waving wildly as he ran.

The other person was still wearing that extremely sophisticated bespoke suit with a slicked-back hairstyle, and his tie was tied perfectly.

Ironically, his right arm, wrapped in thick bandages, hung awkwardly around his neck, swinging back and forth with the movement of his hand as he ran.

Annie frowned slightly, but quickly regained her composure.

As a "well-known" lawyer who frequently deals with the police, it's normal for Evans to go in and out of police stations.

"What's up?"

Annie rested one hand on the car door, her tone indifferent.

"No! It's nothing serious." Evans straightened his slightly disheveled tie. "I just happened to run into you when I came out of the station to deliver some documents. What a coincidence!"

"Oh, it's nothing, I'll be going now, it's time for my shift." Annie saw through it but didn't point it out.

Delivering documents at this hour? They're treating people like idiots.

"etc!"

Seeing that Annie was about to leave, Evans anxiously reached out to pull her back, but ended up pulling on his injured arm that was hanging around his neck.

"hiss--"

He immediately gasped in pain, his face contorted in agony as he grimaced and staggered back two steps.

He took several deep breaths to barely suppress the pain, and his voice was distorted:

"Annie, listen to me. Things were too rushed at the restaurant last night, and I didn't have time to explain clearly. The woman who had dinner with me last night is really just one of my clients! She knows that her presence caused you to misunderstand, and she feels very guilty, so she insists on explaining things to you in person today."

At this point, Evans softened his tone: "Marilyn Restaurant, I've already booked the best private room on the top floor there. How about we sit together after get off work tonight, as a chance for me to make amends?"

"Sorry, I'm busy."

Without any hesitation or second of pause, Annie refused decisively.

Seeing that Evans opened his mouth as if to say something, Annie spoke up calmly, "Also, you don't need to explain these things to me, really."

After saying that, she walked straight past Evans to get into the car.

"etc!"

Evans stepped forward again and blocked the car door with his body.

This time, obvious impatience finally surfaced on Annie's stunningly beautiful face: "What exactly do you want?"

Evans gritted his teeth, his meticulously groomed face contorted with rage: "There's one more thing. I'm going to sue that savage bastard who brutally dislocated my arm!"

Pointing to the bandage on his neck, he said sharply, "Under Seattle law, he assaulted me in public without provocation, causing a severe dislocation of my arm! This constitutes second-degree assault! According to the law, if convicted, he could serve at least three to five years in state prison!"

Evans took a deep breath and stared into Annie's eyes: "I've already taken care of the other medical reports and eyewitness testimonies, but there just happens to be no CCTV footage in that blind spot of the run-down restaurant! So... I'd like to ask you to testify in court. You're a police officer; the judge will definitely believe your testimony, is that alright?"

Thanks to his privileged family background and status as a top lawyer, Evans has always been the one to manipulate others. When has he ever suffered such a huge loss in silence?

Especially yesterday, when he was in front of Annie, whom he had been pursuing so hard!

Being brutally beaten in front of him by a poor kid who couldn't even afford a suit was something his proud pride simply couldn't accept.

He vowed to send Lynn to that violent state prison!

Then he's going to put that bastard in the Mexican jail!

He wanted to take revenge on the humiliation and pain he had suffered by the hundreds and thousands!

Upon hearing this, Annie's expression gradually turned cold.

His gaze was fixed on Evans, his voice icy cold: "You mean... you want me to testify for you in court? To use my position as a police officer to testify against my friend?"

"Friend!" Evans' eyes widened in disbelief.

"Envy! Are you crazy? How could you be friends with that lowlife? He's a complete savage who hasn't received any higher education! Didn't you see it? Didn't you see what he did to me yesterday?"

"As a lawyer well-versed in the law, and as an elite member of society, I have the right and the obligation to put this scum of the social bottom in jail! This is the duty of every good American citizen!"

Evans's words sounded righteous and dignified, but the hatred and resentment in his eyes were impossible to conceal.

All talk of law and duty is meaningless; his only goal is to send Lynn to hell!

"Ha!" Annie sneered. "If I remember correctly, you were the one who insulted Lin first last night, which is why he attacked, right? In my opinion, you two have at most had a minor disagreement and are even. I suggest... no, I hope this matter ends here!"

"Even? What a joke!"

Hearing Annie's blatant favoritism, Evans finally lost his composure and his face gradually contorted into a grimace.

"What class is he? What class am I? This custom-made Savile Row suit of mine is enough for that pauper to earn in that run-down neighborhood for a whole year! Look at his shabby appearance, he doesn't even qualify to buy you a decent handbag!"

"That's enough!"

Hearing these harsh remarks, Annie's temples bulged, indicating extreme anger.

She ripped off her sunglasses, her icy blue eyes flashing with fury: "Evans, you've gone too far! Stop spouting your disgusting, condescending theories!"

Seeing that Annie was so angry with him over a man she had only met twice, Evans also became furious.

"Envy, wake up! You and him are from completely different worlds! Standing with me is the only right choice for you! Who does he think he is? He's nothing!"

"No."

However, this time, Annie's expression was surprisingly calm.

She put her sunglasses back on, looked directly at Evans, and said, her red lips parting slightly, "He's my friend, and that's enough."

After saying that, Annie forcefully pushed Evans' shoulder aside, opened the car door, and got into the driver's seat.

With the roar of its engine, the police car sped away.

"hiss--"

Only Evans remained, gasping for breath in pain from the injury to his arm.

Evans only came to his senses after Annie's police car had completely disappeared at the end of the street.

He stared intently in the direction the police car had gone, the resentment in his eyes almost tangible.

"You filthy bitch...one day, I'll make you kneel before me like a dog and beg for mercy!"

Spitting, an enraged Evans immediately dialed the phone.

As soon as the call connected, he gritted his teeth and growled, "I'm in a terrible temper tonight!"

There was a moment of silence on the other end of the phone, then a slightly hoarse voice uttered: "Address."

"Marilyn Restaurant, top floor." Evans tugged at his tie, which was digging painfully into his neck.

"it is good."

"Wait!" Evans gasped, "I want two!"

"good!"

"I want young pigeons! And while you're at it, bring me some really good ones!"

Ming paused on the other end of the phone, then his hoarse voice carried a hint of warning: "I suggest you take it easy; it could easily lead to someone's death."

"Shut the fuck up! Do what I say! Understand?!" Evans roared like a madman.

"it is good."

The phone hangs up.

……

Lorenzo Avenue.

The setting sun hung obliquely on the horizon like a giant salted egg yolk.

The golden-orange afterglow spilled onto the shimmering sea, rendering the entire coastal road like an oil painting.

Annie parked the police car on the side of the road and casually leaned her tall and alluring figure against the metal guardrail.

Although she was nominally on patrol duty, her posture of crossing her arms and enjoying the sea breeze made it look more like she was openly slacking off.

Hidden behind sunglasses, his gaze would occasionally glance down at his watch, then look up at the distant traffic.

It seems they are waiting for something.

It was sometime in the evening.

"Boom boom boom!"

A loud, arrogant engine roar erupted, sounding both incredibly lame and highly distinctive.

In an instant, Annie's icy blue eyes, hidden behind her sunglasses, brightened slightly.

"Sizzle—"

With a screeching sound of brakes and a strong smell of burnt grease, Lynn brought the battle-damaged Camry to a smooth stop beside Annie.

The car window slowly rolled down.

Lynn held the steering wheel with one hand and casually rested the other hand on the window sill.

As the car window rolled down, the natural fragrance, mixed with a faint scent of tobacco, silently wafted out in the gentle breeze.

Looking at the silly policewoman in front of him, Lynn's lips curled into a wicked smile: "Beautiful officer, please be rough..."

"Hmm?" Annie raised an eyebrow.

"Can you treat me to a meal? I've been starving all day." Lynn reacted quickly, changing her mind without batting an eye.

Upon hearing this, Annie did not respond, but instead looked down at Lynn from her high position.

But just then, she suddenly smelled an extremely peculiar and pleasant scent.

That aura was like an invisible feather, gently stirring the softest part of her heart.

This caused her normally cold blood to flow faster involuntarily, and even a barely perceptible blush appeared on her cheeks.

Deep down, she felt an irresistible longing for the man's invitation.

Her red lips parted slightly as she was about to agree.

"But you didn't have to cut me off! "

"Make out like it never happened and that we were nothing!..."

Just then, Annie's phone rang abruptly.

After glancing at the caller ID, Annie's expression instantly became extremely serious.

He gave Lynn an apologetic gesture and quickly walked aside to answer the phone.

"Yes, sir! Understood! I'll return to the unit immediately!"

After a brief exchange on the phone, Annie nodded repeatedly, her icy blue eyes gleaming with barely suppressed excitement.

A moment later, Annie, who had hung up the phone, returned to Lynn's car.

He leaned slightly forward, his hands gripping the edge of the car window, a hint of regret in his voice:

"I'm sorry, I suddenly received a last-minute assignment, so I'm afraid I can't treat you to dinner tonight. I'll have to pay for it."

"Oh? Is that so? That's really unfortunate."

Lynn remained expressionless, a gentle smile playing on her lips.

As an experienced hunter, he never lacked the patience to wait for his prey to take the bait.

"What big case could excite you so much?" Lynn casually asked, leaning back in his chair.

"Hey, it's not a big deal."

Annie straightened up and smiled nonchalantly: "We just received a few reliable reports from informants that there's a quack doctor operating illegally in the southern district, and the bureau decided to put me in charge of taking him down."

The words fell.

Lynn's previously lazy and casual expression froze instantly.

His pupils suddenly contracted into slits!