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At this moment, in Stacy's home, under George's somewhat emotional gaze, Kevin was struggling to resist the girl's advances.

"Kevin, what do you like to eat?"

"You also think that the steamed sea bass cooked by my mother is delicious. I like it too."

"It seems that we have the same taste in food. In fact, I can cook some food too. I will cook for you next time I have the chance."

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

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Looking at the girl in front of him who was looking at him sideways with eyes that seemed to be able to draw lines, Kevin turned his head away in a somewhat uncomfortable manner.

In this world where looks matter, you never know how proactive a girl will be when facing a boy whose charm is above hers and he didn't have any obvious red flag.

In fact, Gwen pick-up techniques were not that clever, and even her persistence was a bit lacking, but her main attraction point was her sincerity, so sincere that Kevin could hardly resist.

What made Kevin even more confused was why, even though Gwen had made it so obvious, neither of the two parents at the dinner table stood up to speak.

If you don't say something quickly, your daughter might go off topic, chief George didn't you invite me for something important.

At this moment, in Kevin eyes, Gwen was more troublesome than facing those robbers at the bank earlier.

After simply eating two bites and filling his stomach, Kevin turned his gaze to George, who had remained silent the entire time.

"The director invited me here today, it can't just be for dinner, right? Now that we're done eating, let's talk about business."

"Let's talk on the balcony." George had almost finished eating, so he stood up and walked towards the balcony, and Kevin followed him.

Hearing that they were going to discuss official matters, everyone else tactfully stopped talking and watched the two leave in silence.

On the balcony, George leaned on the handrail with both hands, looked at the houses in the distance and said slowly: "Do you know that the public opinion about the police station has begun to seriously deteriorate today?"

"Does this have anything to do with me?" Kevin asked back, "If your police station had stronger force and solved the robbers earlier, I wouldn't be forced to take action."

"You are right, but the police in New York are not extraordinary humans like you. They are just a group of ordinary people with good qualities. This is why I came to you today."

George looked at Kevin and said, "We asked you to come here today because we want to invite you to join our New York Police Department."

"That's all?" Kevin looked at George and said, "That's it? What's next?"

"What Next?" George was stunned.

"Don't you have any conditions for letting me join the police station?" Kevin frowned at the police lack of planning.

"Conditions? What conditions? Considering that your status as a high school student is not enough to become a formal police officer, we can only make the next best thing and let you become a consultant for our police department."

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

"Well, the police station's funding is tight, but..." George was interrupted by Kevin halfway through his words.

"Okay, don't think about it, I refuse." Kevin said without hesitation. This poor guy is still trying to recruit a suspect. Does he really think he is the MC?

"You guys should just do what you should do and deal with those petty thieves. As for those powerful guys, leave them to the superheroes." Kevin said bluntly.

In his opinion, it is natural that the New York police are useless. How can a group of ordinary people fight against those super criminals?

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

But when superheroes and super criminals appear in large numbers in the future, and people are used to seeing all kinds of fights between superheroes, they will understand that in the melee between superheroes, the police are just bystanders.

After all, you can't expect to spend one dollar as if it were ten dollars. It would be much better if you accepted the fact that New York police are made up of ordinary people and lower your expectations.

George was a little annoyed by Kevin casual attitude: "Leave it to those superheroes? You mean the group of people who haven't shown their faces yet? Who knows what their identities are in real life? If there were no legal supervision, the public security in New York would have been in chaos a long time ago."

"Oh, right, right!" Kevin was too lazy to argue with him and nodded repeatedly: "Since the meal is over and your request has been rejected by me, there is nothing else to do here. I will go back first. See you again if there is a chance."

"Wait a minute." George called out to Kevin.

"Is there anything else?" Kevin turned around and asked.

"About Gwen..."

"I know, I will keep my distance from her." Kevin made an OK gesture.

"No, you can come over for dinner or something if you have the chance in the future." George said a little frustrated. He was really not satisfied with Kevin character. He killed too many people and was too cruel for no reason. But his daughter liked him...

"Well... there will be a chance." Kevin nodded silently, walked out to the balcony, and insisted on leaving despite the reluctant pleas from Stacy's family. He had other things to do tonight.

Coming to the street, the cold night wind blew on Kevin, making his heart even colder. Thinking of the phone call from his uncle earlier today, killing intent gradually filled Kevin heart.

But he can't do it now. After all, experienced people know that it is easy to kill but difficult to get away with it.

If his uncle had just called him and died at home that night, and he had just shown the ability to commit the crime, then the police would have been able to directly identify the suspect by checking the call records.

So for Kevin, the real problem is not to kill his Uncle, but to kill him without being caught by the New York police.

Kevin already has some ideas about this method.

Wandering on the street, Kevin kept thinking about the various information he had before leaving the underworld.

With the spirit reaching 1.6, memories surged like a tide and emerged in Kevin mind.

These memories all include the names, appearances, home addresses and other basic information of various gang leaders in New York City.

Soon, in the memory of his brain, Kevin quickly locked onto the first target, the leader of the Counter-Strike gang, Brown Rodrick!

With his goal in mind, Kevin walked on the main road that could be monitored and returned to the club. He then walked out from the back door where there was no surveillance and quietly sneaked into a nearby convenience store.

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

Half an hour later, Kevin took out the goods he wanted, hesitated for a while, and went towards his home. Before taking action, he left an important thing at home, and it would be difficult to achieve his goal without it.