After breaking up with my girlfriend, I became a Great Sage of the Demon Clan.

Zhou Yan and Su Xiaowan followed them in. As soon as they entered, Bai Rusu took out a police uniform from the wardrobe.

Zhou Yan was taken aback.

"Teacher Bai, is your father a policeman?"

Bai Rusu shook her head.

"No, I'm a uniform fetishist."

Zhou Yan: “(°Д°)”

Bai Rusu shook the police uniform in her hand.

“My dad bought this outfit from a policewoman at a high price. Every time my mom washes this outfit in the morning, I know that my dad and mom made a baby yesterday.”

Zhou Yan: “(?_?)”

Actually, Teacher Bai, you didn't need to explain it in such detail. It's making me want to do it too.

Bai Rusu then looked at Su Xiaowan.

“Little fox, put on this outfit and pretend to be a policeman to patrol and check on the neighbors.”

Su Xiaowan wouldn't refuse, but Zhou Yan quickly said...

"Isn't this a bit inappropriate? Won't the other side discover it's an imposter or something?"

Su Xiaowan isn't a professional police officer; if she reveals even the slightest flaw in her past statements...

Bai Rusu chuckled.

"You stinky monkey, you think people are too smart."

Bai Rusu scoffed. Three

"The people who just came out are here..." (5)

Bai Rusu pointed to her arm. Six.

"There's a tattoo that says 'Forgot Love'..."

Zhou Yan: "..."

Where did this non-mainstream thug come from?

Bai Rusu looked disgusted.

"This kind of person doesn't study hard in high school, then goes out into the underworld, follows some big shot and thinks they're something special, but in reality..."

Bai Rusu shook her head.

"A bunch of idiots! Even if you went there in a police uniform, you wouldn't be able to take a single one..."

Bai Rusu took out an identification document from her father's wardrobe, and when she opened it, it turned out to be an FBI identification document.

“In the past, when we spread this out and said we were going to investigate, people didn’t even look at whether the photos on it were real; they just believed it.”

Zhou Yan looked at the FBI credentials that Bai Rusu took out with surprise.

"Is this also a cosplay prop?"

Bai Rusu said matter-of-factly.

"Yes, it's fake. My dad's favorite thing is when my mom handcuffs him, then pulls out her FBI badge, shows it off, and says she's going to interrogate him properly. She won't let any bad guy go unpunished, nor will she wrong any innocent person."

Bai Rusu then took out a whip and candles from the wardrobe.

"My dad would definitely shout back then, 'I would never betray my brothers!'"

Zhou Yan: "Σ(°△°|||)"

No, as a daughter, is it really appropriate for you to expose your father's sexual preferences like this? Stop.

Bai Rusu put the candles and the small whip back.

"Alright, enough chit-chat, that fox." (Wife)

Bai Rusu tossed the police uniform to Su Xiaowan.

"Put them on." (Lu)

Su Xiaowan took the police uniform and looked at Zhou Yan, who nodded.

Su Xiaowan walked to Bai Rusu's side, and Zhou Yan left the bedroom.

Although I really wanted to see Su Xiaowan change clothes, Su Xiaowan's body now belonged to Bai Rusu's mother. To see someone else's mother's body in front of someone else's daughter was too beastly.

Zhou Yan's morals couldn't tolerate this kind of script plot. Part Two

After waiting for five minutes, the door opened, and Su Xiaowan, dressed in a police uniform, black stockings, black leather boots, and wearing lip gloss and light makeup, walked out alongside the petite Bai Rusu.

The moment Su Xiaowan stepped out, a question arose in Zhou Yan's mind.

Did Su Xiaowan, the cosplayer dressed as a police officer in black stockings, subdue the crime or incite it?

Damn, I didn't feel anything when I was looking at the clothes, but now that I see Su Xiaowan cosplaying as a policewoman, she's so beautiful that Zhou Yan can't help but want to be handcuffed by her, have her feet on the chair he's sitting in, and have her interrogate him from above.

Zhou Yan then glanced at Bai Rusu, who was hiding behind Su Xiaowan.

For a fleeting moment, Zhou Yan wanted to tell Bai Rusu, "I want to be your father."

Of course, such sarcasm cannot be said to someone's face.

"This is an earphone, a communicator."

Bai Rusu walked up to Su Xiaowan, who was dressed in cosplay, and asked Su Xiaowan to squat down. She then put headphones on Su Xiaowan and placed a communicator on her chest.

"Alright, little fox, go next door. Remember to say you're a policeman when you open the door, and get close."

Bai Rusu took out something the size of a watch battery from her pocket.

"Put this thing in those people's pockets."

Zhou Yan asked in surprise.

"Is this a locator?"

Bai Rusu shook her head.

"No, it's my dog's favorite treat. As long as these people are carrying this, I can find them by my dog's name."

Zhou Yan nodded secretly.

That's true, how could a normal household have trackers or locators?

Su Xiaowan took a deep breath.

"Understood, I will definitely do my best."

Wearing a police uniform, Su Xiaowan left Bai Rusu's hometown.

Zhou Yan pulled Bai Rusu to the outer wall of the neighbor's house, ready to draw his sword and intimidate the people inside the moment Su Xiaowan encountered an accident, so as to protect his little fox Su Xiaowan.

Su Xiaowan walked to her neighbor's door and rang the doorbell, but no one answered.

Su Xiaowan couldn't win ≤⊙Ｑ：9←Listen∩‖Si Sanlu had already spoken.

"Is anyone there? I see someone inside!"

A few seconds later, the door opened, and Su Xiaowan saw the tattooed boy that Zhou Yan had met before.

The tattooed teenager saw Su Xiaowan's police uniform, and his facial muscles twitched, but he quickly managed to force a smile.

"Officer, what's the matter?"

Su Xiaowan, Zhou Yan who was hiding behind, and Bai Rusu all breathed a sigh of relief.

These guys, as expected, didn't suspect the police officer's identity.

In fact, it's not that people who are meticulous and have a wealth of knowledge are wrong; it's just that if they are less wary, they will believe someone's profession based on their clothes.

Otherwise, so many people wouldn't be scammed out of hundreds of thousands of yuan every year just from a phone call or a text message.

Su Xiaowan said, pretending to be calm.

“Someone complained that it’s very noisy here, and there were gunshots.”

Su Xiaowan looked into the room.

"Are there any problems inside?"

The tattooed boy said hurriedly.

"No problem, no problem, definitely no problem. We're very safe here, what could possibly be wrong?"

The tattooed boy even turned to the side, revealing the not-too-messy furniture in the room.

Su Xiaowan glanced at it, nodded, and then asked.

"Wait, I seem to remember the person who called the police saying that the person living in this house is a girl." №_5】·

The tattooed boy chuckled.

"That's my girlfriend. She's gone out to buy alcohol."

Su Xiaowan picked up the communicator from the collar of her clothes and said in a pretentious manner.

"There is no danger at the destination."

The tattooed boy visibly breathed a sigh of relief.

Su Xiaowan asked.

"Can I go in and take a look? I'll leave after I'm done."

The tattooed teenager turned to the side.

"Please come in."

Su Xiaowan went inside.

After walking around, I didn't see anyone except another young man with a lip piercing and tattooed arms.

Chapter Thirteen: Evil Heart

Su Xiaowan quickly came out of her neighbor's house.

When they came out, the tattooed boy and the man with the flowered arm came out together and watched Su Xiaowan go to investigate other places.

If these young people had even a little bit of common sense and understanding of society, they would have noticed that there was no police car or another police officer in front of their neighbor's house, which is not in line with normal police response procedures.

It's worth noting that police patrols in the former United States typically consist of groups of two to three people, and are equipped with dedicated bulletproof police cars, but these standard features are no longer available.

The two young men were so relieved that the police had left that they didn't realize they had made a mistake.

Then ba went to the neighbor's house and ransacked it for a while, then, carrying six large and small bags, drove off on two motorcycles. 々※er￥“

The motorcycle spewed exhaust fumes as it left the street where Bai Rusu lived. Five minutes later, Zhou Yan, Bai Rusu, and Su Xiaowan met up at Bai Rusu's house.

Bai Rusu first grabbed her own guns, then woke up her little yellow dog named Baobao, who was sleeping in her backyard. She took out a yellow cake, waved it in front of the little yellow dog, and then led the little yellow dog out of her house.

The little yellow dog sniffed the air and then led Zhou Yan and the others out of the street.

……

Outside Daguan Street.

The two motorcycles drove through the streets, from the city center to the city's border, and then quickly to the outskirts of the city.

There weren't many people in the suburbs. The two tattooed teenagers driving looked at each other, and the one with the tattooed arms grinned.

"Once this is done, we can go and surrender to Old Black."

The tattooed boy was also all smiles.

"Yes, yes, I want to live a life of luxury, be able to command a large following, and have people kill for me with just a word."

The two boys looked at each other and smiled, their eyes filled with pure hope for the future.

The motorcycle traveled five kilometers from the city center to an abandoned factory on the outskirts.

A century ago, the Eastern Xia Federation was a construction maniac, fond of building roads, houses, and factories everywhere. But in the last hundred years, it has become lax. And as if that's bad enough, many low-end manufacturing industries have also moved from the country to other countries.

This action resulted in massive unemployment and numerous abandoned factories.

Almost every once-prosperous metropolis has its own historical abandoned sites, both inside and outside the city.

The two motorcycles drove into the abandoned factory and then to a five-story multi-purpose building.