America? No, it's the warp!

Flying through a perfect arc, the combat knife struck the leader of the black men in the right chest and back, the entire blade completely embedded.

The immense force caused him to lean forward and fall to the ground, and the excruciating pain in his back prevented him from getting back up.

Logan walked over, pulled him up from the ground, and then punched him in the face.

"Now you know why I'm okay?"

The punch was of moderate force, but it was enough to make the black man see stars. He couldn't see clearly in front of him and could only nod slowly.

Logan threw the black man back to the ground, still face down, and then sheathed his combat knife.

The wound is bleeding, but he won't die anytime soon.

He called the police station's good rice:

"Hey Stephen, want a nigger or not?"

"Another good result?"

"Of course, the four lame black guys are near the waterfall park."

Logan glanced at the black men to assess their condition.

"You'd better call an ambulance; there's a black guy bleeding."

"OK, I'm coming!"

A dozen minutes later, several police cars and two ambulances arrived at the alley entrance. The black men needed emergency treatment first, otherwise they would die in the interrogation room.

Stephen directed his colleagues to help the criminal into the car, asking Logan as he did so:

"Was it orchestrated by the leader of the crippled gang again?"

"Yes, I guess it's revenge against me."

Stephen glanced at the car with its front end dented in the alley.

"They've all run you over with their cars, what are you going to do?"

"Plans? I haven't thought about it yet."

Logan is now thinking about going and beating up Trent again.

Stephen leaned closer mysteriously and whispered:

"I have an idea."

He didn't continue speaking, but instead showed off his new epaulettes, which had two inverted V-shaped folds.

"Thanks to you, the deputy director credited me for the capture of the main culprit, and now I'm a deputy sergeant."

"So, brother, your business is my business. If he messes with you, he's messing with me."

Logan was somewhat moved. He had originally intended to establish a mutually beneficial relationship with Stephen, but he hadn't expected him to be such a sentimental person.

Stephen continued explaining his ideas, his expression turning angry:

"And the leader of the Crippled Gang is a man full of sins. You don't know, when we raided their hideout in the city center that day, we found three women who had been abused by them. And such cases are common in the Crippled Gang's territory."

"Their leader, Teren, is a man stained with sin and filth, and he will eventually end up in prison."

"so……"

Stephen's eyes turned fierce.

"Why don't we speed up the process and use the main culprit from the jade robbery case?"

Logan's lips curled into a wicked smile:

"You mean, make them change their testimonies? Change the mastermind to Teren?"

Stephen grinned and patted Logan on the back:

"You're such a good brother, you understand as soon as I say it."

The two exchanged a glance, smiles constantly passing between their faces.

Logan was still worried about how to get the police to do this, but he didn't expect Stephen to come to him himself.

That makes sense, considering how well they both know how to deal with criminal blacks.

A pair of smiling tigers, two black sharks.

"Given statements are easy to get, but we also need physical evidence. Did you find any stolen money in Terren's house?"

Since their ideas coincided, Logan saw no need to hide anything.

"Not yet. The main culprit in Chinatown is only known to be hiding in a house, but he doesn't know exactly which house."

We raided and searched all of Tren's properties, except for one mansion in the Queen Anne district.

But the search warrant for this house hasn't been obtained yet. That damn fat pig chief said the process is complicated. I'm sure something's fishy going on inside. Unfortunately, without a search warrant, we can't go in.

At the end of his sentence, Stephen's eyes fell on Logan, the meaning of which was not too obvious.

"Okay, Stephen, I'll go take a look first, but the evidence gathering part will still have to be done by you police officers. You'll have to come over there later."

Police officers are constrained by procedures, so this is where he, as an unofficial member, has to step in.

"That's simple. When the time comes, you just do this..."

Stephen whispered a few words in his ear, and Logan's eyes lit up:

"You police officers really know your stuff!"

"Just be careful when you get there. Just do as I say. You don't need to do too much. Teren might be there too."

Logan's face lit up with excitement upon hearing the reminder:

"It's better for him to be there; I'd like to have a good talk with him."

[Mission Obtained: Outpost Search]

In the previous raid on the command post, the Slaanesh Cult hid a sum of money stolen from the command post.

[You learned from the Ministry of Justice the possible location of the stolen money, but the special police's search was hindered by the Minister of Justice.]

[To help the SWAT team conduct an advance search of the cult's hideout]

[Reward: +60 Merit Points]

[This gives the SWAT team sufficient reason to reach the base and conduct a search.]

[Reward: +60 Merit Points]

Stephen and his colleagues left the alleyway, repeatedly reminding Logan to be careful before they left.

Logan's search this afternoon will take a long time, so he might have to take the afternoon shift or have someone else cover for him.

He returned to the tent and discussed it with his two underlings, who readily agreed to an eight-hour workday for $20.

Henry was even easier to deal with. All it took was mentioning that it was related to the Cripples, and he readily agreed, not even caring whether Jonah and Sean were black.

After making the arrangements, Logan used [Hallucination Precognition] in the tent. There were too many uncertainties in this search, and a lot of things needed to be predicted.

You only have four chances.

Where is that stolen money?

A silent video shows several Black people carrying a safe onto a car parked outside a villa. The villa's sign clearly reads "Queen Anne."

Logan nodded, now certain that the stolen money was hidden in Terren's villa in Queen Anne's Quarter.

Is Teren there?

"The boss just rushed out, I don't know what he went to do. He told us to move these things away as soon as possible."

It's a single sentence that not only states that Teren is no longer in that villa, but also mentions that there are other things in that villa.

That's a big fish. The more they find, the more evidence they can use to convict Terren.

The two pieces of information were enough for now. Logan got in the car and arrived at Queen Anne's Quarter 20 minutes later. This was an area where wealthy people lived, and a beat-up Mitsubishi would attract unwanted attention.

Logan parked his car on the outskirts of the detached villa area and quickly walked to the address Stephen had provided. A black van was parked in front of the villa, and several black men were busy loading things into it.

He pressed himself against the corner of the wall and found an office. Looking through the window, he could see that it was the room with the safe from his illusion. The glass frame was made of solid wood. He took out his combat knife, inserted it into the gap, and with a gentle slash, cut off the latch in the middle.

After confirming that no one was around, he quietly climbed over the wall.