I revived the Demonic Sect in North America

Bruce was very pleased with Liu Yue's support.

He cleared his throat and continued in an even more exaggerated tone:

"Needless to say! The city government could no longer turn a blind eye, so it convened a city council meeting that very day. The next day, the NYPD mobilized many elite officers from various precincts for a special operation codenamed 'Clear the Corridors'."

Li Ang pressed further:

"Is this a special operation targeting the Jerome Avenue subway station?"

Bruce said:

"The NYPD has put in a lot of effort, and of course it's not just targeting one subway station. This is a citywide crackdown on organized crime. Haven't you heard? Recently, a lot of underground clubs and small gangs have all been taken down in one fell swoop. That's the reason."

Upon hearing this, Li Ang was both amused and exasperated, never expecting that this matter was related to him as well.

That's how my own system came about.

Bruce continued:

"As the trigger for the incident, the Jerome Avenue subway station naturally received a lot of attention. The focus was on the underground pedestrian passage on the east side of the station."

"That passage was nicknamed the Rat Hole."

Upon hearing the name "Rat Hole," Li Ang's spirits immediately lifted.

He showed no sign of anything amiss and patiently waited for Bruce to continue explaining.

"My cousin told me that Rat Hole used to be a paradise for criminals. It was full of all kinds of homeless people, drug addicts, pimps, and all sorts of people doing all kinds of business."

Last week, the police raided this place at least three times, like ransacking a house! They thoroughly cleaned out all the living creatures inside. I heard that after three rounds of operations, they seized a lot of goods, and apart from a few unlucky officers who died, everyone else in the police force made a small fortune.

Li Ang feigned curiosity and asked:

"How's that rat hole doing now?"

Bruce raised an eyebrow and said:

"Needless to say, the passageway has been basically cleared out. I heard that both ends of the passageway are now tightly sealed off with those yellow and black striped warning tapes, which looks quite intimidating."

As he spoke, his mouth was also busy, and in no time he finished the entire standard meal.

Finally, after taking a sip of milk, he concluded:

"My cousin's boss said that the rat hole is completely finished. By the end of next month at the latest, the construction team contracted by the municipal government will come and block up both ends with bricks and cement, and that will be the end of it. Then, apart from real rats, no one will be able to get in!"

That's about all I know.

Bruce hastily wiped his mouth and hands with a tissue, leaned back in his chair, and let out a comfortable burp.

"If you want to know anything else, I'll have to buy some beer and try to get more information out of my cousin. But he can be quite tight-lipped sometimes, especially when it comes to business."

Li Ang shook his head and said sincerely:

"No need, Bruce. The information you shared was very specific and has already helped me a lot."

In 2010, American netizens were relatively cautious and naive, unlike those of later generations who were more prone to speaking without restraint.

If Bruce didn't know someone like his cousin who was in the know, it would be very difficult to get this latest street news.

"That's good."

Bruce nodded, then, as if remembering something, looked at Li Ang seriously and said:

"Hey, Li Ang, I have to remind you, just make up some data to get by on social survey assignments, but whatever you do, don't actually go to that godforsaken place like the rat hole for on-site investigation."

You know those guys at the NYPD, they kill but don't bury. They swept up the rat holes, took the goods, but those rats who were driven out have nowhere to go for a while, and they're still wandering around nearby. It's not safe there, really.

Looking at the genuine worry in Bruce's eyes, Li Ang felt a warmth in his heart.

This simple-minded big guy genuinely treated him like a brother.

"Don't worry, Bruce."

Li Ang smiled and said in a relaxed tone:

"I was just asking casually to make it easier to write a report. You know, I'm terrified of dying, so don't worry about me."

Bruce thought about it and agreed, then felt relieved.

"That's great! When the school team has a break from training, I'll take you to visit my cousin. He has several real guns of different models! But you'll have to pay for the bullets yourself!"

Upon hearing this, Liu Yue's eyes lit up, and she quickly interjected:

"The real thing? What's the real thing, Bruce? Is it one of those 'pew~pew~' stuff? Wow! Can I have one to play with? I want to play with one too!"

Bruce was taken aback by Liu Yue's enthusiastic response, then chuckled and said:

"Hehe, that's right, little girl, you're the kind of good-looking girl who can shoot anywhere. But my cousin's place isn't suitable for you, it's a mess there, my cousin's gang..."

Bruce shook his head, not finishing his sentence, but his refusal was clear.

"What's unsuitable?"

Liu Yue raised her chin slightly, and that fearless, rebellious spirit from the wealthy young lady of Dongda University resurfaced:

"If you can go, if Leon can go, why can't I? I'm going anyway. Bruce, do you think I'm a coward?"

"It's not a matter of being timid or not..."

Bruce scratched his head, unsure how to explain to this naive young lady:

"It's just that everyone in the South District is a villain. A little lamb like you walking on the streets of the South District is like being naked; you'd definitely be devoured alive the moment you went there."

"That's an exaggeration! Bruce, are you looking down on the girls at Tokyo University? I'm filing a complaint! This is sexist and racist talk!"

Liu Yue stubbornly pleaded:

"I'm determined to go see it! Bruce, take me there! I promise I'll be obedient, stick close to you and Li Ang, and absolutely won't cause you or your cousin any trouble!"

Bruce was overwhelmed by Liu Yue's barrage of questions, both soft and hard, and looked to Li Ang for help.

Li Ang didn't respond to that, and just calmly continued eating.

He wasn't interested in Liu Yue's impulsive adventurous ideas, and he didn't want to involve Bruce and his cousin in unnecessary trouble.

Li Ang's mind is now filled with the system's prediction for three days from now.

The information Bruce just provided was very specific.

The community complaint blogs that Li Ang found on Google corroborated each other.

Logically speaking, the rat hole, as a former criminal den, is about to be completely sealed off, thus losing its long-term value.

As a result, it is unlikely that large gangs will continue to invest manpower to traffic drugs here.

In other words, if the prophecy of the Heavenly Secret Talisman is correct, then the drug dealer who caused Karen's death was most likely a homeless rogue.

These lone wolves, with nothing to lose, are often reckless and disregard consequences for the sake of petty gains.

For them, their usual drug-dealing competitors in the rat hole have all left, but their customers are still there.

Moreover, this place had just been cleaned up by the police, making it an ideal location for a transaction to take place in the dark.

With this in mind, Li Ang felt he still had to go to the rat hole himself to see which other deities were inside.

We will then make some preparations in advance for the operation three days from now, based on the situation on site.