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Chapter 27 Murder is easy, but getting away with it is difficult!

At this moment, in Stacy's home, under George's complicated gaze, Bai Ye was struggling to resist the girl's onslaught.

"Bai Ye, what do you like to eat?"

"You also think my mom's steamed sea bass is delicious? I really like it too."

"It seems we have the same taste in food. Actually, I can cook some dishes too. I'll cook for you next time."

"By the way, what do you usually like to do?"

……

Looking at the girl in front of him, who was tilting her head and staring at him with eyes that seemed to be filled with silk, Bai Ye turned his head away, feeling a little uncomfortable.

In this world where looks matter, you never know how proactive a girl might be when faced with a boy whose charm is off the charts.

In fact, the girl's flirting skills were not sophisticated, and her persistent approach was even a bit low-class, but her main point was sincerity, which was so genuine that even Bai Ye couldn't resist it.

What Bai Ye couldn't understand even more was why, despite Gwen's obvious gesture, neither of the two parents at the dinner table stood up to speak.

If you don't say something soon, your daughter might start tearing his clothes off and feeding him.

At this moment, in Bai Ye's eyes, Gwen was a more troublesome person than ten thousand robbers!

After quickly finishing a couple of bites to fill his stomach, Bai Ye turned his gaze to George, who had remained silent throughout.

"The director invited me here today, it can't just be for a meal, right? Now that we've finished eating, can we get down to business?"

"Let's talk on the balcony." George had almost finished eating and got up to walk towards the balcony, with Bai Ye following closely behind.

Upon hearing that they were about to discuss serious matters, everyone else wisely fell silent and watched the two leave their seats.

On the balcony, George leaned on the railing, gazing at the distant houses, and slowly said, "Are you aware that public opinion about the police department has started to deteriorate significantly today?"

"What does this have to do with me?" Bai Ye retorted. "If your police station had a stronger force, you could have dealt with the robbers sooner, and I wouldn't have needed to intervene."

"You're right, but the New York police aren't superhumans like you; they're just a group of well-behaved ordinary people. That's why I'm here with you today."

George looked at Bai Ye and said, "We've called you here today to invite you to join the New York Police Department."

"That's it?" Bai Ye looked at George and asked, "That's it? What happens next?"

"What's behind?" George was taken aback.

"You're letting me join the police force without any conditions?" Bai Ye asked, frowning.

"Conditions? What conditions? Considering your status as a high school student is not sufficient to become a full-fledged police officer, we can only settle for making you an advisor to our police department."

"The conditions I'm referring to are benefits, rights, and the help they can bring me after joining. What are you thinking? Who would join without conditions?" Bai Ye rolled his eyes.

"Well, the police station's budget is a bit tight, but..." George was interrupted by Bai Ye halfway through his sentence.

"Alright, no need to consider it anymore, I refuse." Bai Ye said without hesitation. This penniless guy is still trying to get a pardon, does he really think he's Song Jiang?

"You guys should just go back to what you were doing and take care of those petty thieves. As for the really tough guys, just leave them to the superheroes," Bai Ye said bluntly.

In his view, it was only natural that the New York police were incompetent; how could a group of ordinary people possibly fight against those super criminals?

Spider-Man has only just mutated, and Iron Man is still a playboy, so in the eyes of the public, the New York police seem a bit useless, since expectations and abilities are completely mismatched.

But once superheroes and supervillains explode in number in the future, and people get used to seeing all sorts of superhuman battles, the public will understand that in a superhero brawl, the police are just there for show.

After all, you can't expect one dollar to be worth ten dollars. Accepting the fact that New York police officers are ordinary people makes it much easier to lower your expectations.

George was somewhat annoyed by Bai Ye's attitude: "Hand it over to those superheroes? You mean those people who haven't shown their faces yet? Who knows what their real identities are? Without legal oversight, New York's public order would be in complete chaos by now."

"Oh, right, right!" Bai Ye was too lazy to argue with him and nodded repeatedly. "Since we've finished eating and I've refused your request, and there's nothing else to do here, I'll head back now. See you again sometime."

"Wait a minute," George called out to Bai Ye.

"Is there anything else?" Bai Ye asked, turning around.

"About Gwen..."

"I know, I'll keep my distance from her." Bai Ye gave an OK sign.

"No, you can come over for meals anytime in the future," George said somewhat aggrievedly. He was genuinely dissatisfied with Bai Ye's personality, and his excessive killing and cruelty were unacceptable, but his daughter liked him nonetheless...

"Uh... there's a chance." Bai Ye nodded silently, walked out onto the balcony, and insisted on leaving despite Stacy's family's reluctance to let him go, as he had other things to do that night.

As he stepped onto the street, the cold night wind blew against Bai Ye, making his heart grow even colder. Thinking of Uncle Li's phone call, murderous intent gradually crept into Bai Ye's heart.

But we can't do it now. After all, as friends who frequently commit murder know, it's easy to kill but difficult to get away with it.

If Uncle Li happened to call him and then died at home that night, and he had just demonstrated the ability to commit the crime, wouldn't the police be able to directly identify the suspect by checking the call records?

So for Bai Ye, the real problem wasn't killing Uncle Li, but killing Uncle Li without getting caught by the New York police.

Bai Ye already had a clue about this method.

As Bai Ye strolled along the street, he kept thinking about the various documents he had collected before leaving the underworld.

With a spirit level of 1.6, past memories surged like a tide, surging into Baiye's mind.

These memories include the names and appearances of various gang leaders in New York City, as well as basic information such as their home addresses.

Soon, through his memories, Bai Ye quickly locked onto his first target: Brown Rodrik, the leader of the Counter-Gang!

With his goal in mind, Bai Ye walked along the main road that was under surveillance, returned to the club, and then walked out through the back door, which was not under surveillance, and quietly sneaked into a nearby convenience store.

Avoiding surveillance, he took a set of clothes and a pair of shoes from the convenience store, left the equivalent amount in US dollars, and then left.

Half an hour later, Bai Ye took out the item he wanted. After hesitating for a while, he headed towards his home. Before making his move, he realized he had left something important at home, and without it, it would be difficult to achieve his goal.

(End of this chapter)