I revived the Demonic Sect in North America

Li Ang was shocked.

A furnace or cauldron?

Ice Queen?

Are you talking about this beautiful policewoman?

But what exactly is this system all about? Why does it use the same wording as the Chinese fantasy novels I read on Qidian's overseas version?

Just then, a system notification popped up in Li Ang's mind again:

[Ice Queen Traits: Naturally kind, cold on the outside but warm on the inside, tough on the outside but soft on the inside. Her surface defenses are strong, but her emotional needs are deeply suppressed. Appropriately revealing the host's vulnerability and showing dependence on her can evoke her sympathy and protective instincts, effectively advancing the relationship.]

[Difficulty Level: Relatively Difficult]

[System Prompt: Subduing a cultivation vessel is a core cultivation method of the Hehuan Sect. To encourage the host to revive the sect as soon as possible, the system will issue corresponding rewards for each cultivation vessel successfully subdued.]

[Reward for a Mid-Grade Furnace: Treasure Chest x1]

award?

Treasure chest?

What can you get in return, US dollars or gold?

Thinking of the exorbitant bill for treating his foster sister Fiona, Li Ang paused in his tracks, turned his head and secretly glanced at Karen out of the corner of his eye, his gaze becoming intense.

Karen wasn't going to tolerate Li Ang. She nudged him in the back with her elbow and said coldly:

"What are you standing there for? Hurry up and let's go!"

Li Ang then came to his senses and quickly apologized:

"Excuse me, sir."

Li Ang followed Karen to a black Crown Victoria police car.

Karen opened the back door, shoved Li Ang inside, then got into the driver's seat, started the car, and turned on the police lights and siren.

After driving for about ten minutes, the car stopped in a quiet neighborhood. In front of it was a gray stone municipal building with an NYPD sign at the entrance.

"get off."

Karen once again helped Li Ang into the building, through the slightly old lobby, and into a room marked with a medical room sign.

The room was small, with only a table and a few cabinets.

Karen first put on a pair of blue rubber medical gloves, then took a sealed plastic cup from the cabinet and handed it to Li Ang.

"I'll give you a urine test first to see if you've been using drugs. Pour your urine into this cup, at least half full. Be careful not to spill it; I don't want to get your disgusting urine on me."

Li Ang nodded, took the cup, and walked into the small bathroom separated by frosted glass.

Just as she was about to close the door, Karen grabbed it and pulled it open.

"Don't close the door."

Li Ang was shocked:

"Sir, how am I supposed to pee if I don't close the door?"

Karen crossed her arms calmly and said indifferently:

"I'll watch you pee, just in case you fake it."

"What?"

Li Ang was stunned:

"Sir, this..."

"This is standard procedure as outlined in the NYPD Handbook. Don't worry, you're just a minor, there's nothing to be concerned about."

After Karen finished speaking, she glanced at the women's watch on her wrist:

"I don't have time to waste with you. You either need to pee now, or I'll take you back to the detention room for refusing to cooperate with law enforcement. Of course, you can also wait until tomorrow morning for your guardian to bail you out, provided she can come and the juvenile court approves."

Li Ang was always good at assessing the situation and disliked doing useless work.

He could tell from Karen's posture that arguing would only make her more resentful and would not do him any good.

"Okay, officer. Since you insist, I will grant your wish."

Remembering the system's prompt, Li Ang deliberately put on a pitiful expression, forced into it, and stiffly unzipped his pants, then opened the measuring cup to release the water.

The cup was more than half full when Li Ang stopped the dragon and handed the measuring cup to Karen.

Karen accepted it expressionlessly.

Li Ang could clearly see that both of her ears were completely red.

Clearly, her inner self was not as calm as she appeared.

Li Ang turned around and finished urinating into the toilet.

Stepping out of the small restroom, I saw Karen operating a test kit to test her urine.

A few minutes later, Karen glanced at the test strip and said with some surprise:

"Negative. You didn't do drugs in that kind of awful place? Looks like I might have misunderstood you before."

As she spoke, she took off her gloves and threw them into a special biohazard waste bin.

"Now, come with me to the interrogation room to give a statement. After you've given your statement, I'll take you back to the hospital to see your guardian."

Karen led Leon to a small room at the other end of the corridor.

The room contained only a metal table and two chairs.

The two sat facing each other, and Karen took out a form and a pen to take notes:

"Name?"

"Li Ang".

"age."

"sixteen."

"Address. Phone number. Guardian's name and contact information."

Li Ang answered them one by one.

Karen's pen scratched across the paper.

"Now, I need to know your entire experience tonight. From how you got to the underground club, what you did, what you saw, what you heard—as detailed as possible, but be careful not to make things up. I have ways of telling the truth."

Without hesitation, Li Ang began to narrate.

Karen would occasionally interrupt him to ask for details.

When exactly did Smith contact you? Was it by phone or in person?

"What time did you arrive at the club? Which door did you enter through? Were there guards at the entrance? What did they look like?"

"Did you see any obvious weapons in the club? Knives? Guns? Or both?"

"When you were hiding under the DJ booth, who fired the first shot? From what direction did it come? Was the gunfire continuous or bursts?"

Karen's questions were detailed and logical, and her gaze remained sharp as she looked at Li Ang, trying to determine whether he was hesitant or lying.

Li Ang's answer was impeccable, perfectly avoiding any statements that could be detrimental to him.

Especially when asked about her parents and sister Fiona, her lonely and forlorn demeanor subtly touched Karen's warm heart beneath her cold exterior.

Karen's notes filled two full pages.

Finally, she turned the notepad to Li Ang, handed him a pen, and said in a gentler tone:

I'm sorry to have reminded you of some unpleasant memories.

Li Ang smiled and shook his head, saying:

"No, I feel much better after talking about these things. Thank you, Officer Karen. I've never met anyone as kind and gentle as you. You know, I'm of Chinese descent and an orphan, so I've never had many friends..."

Karen was very pleased with what Li Ang said.

Looking at Li Ang's handsome face, she couldn't help but feel a surge of maternal instinct and subconsciously comforted him:

"Being an orphan and being isolated and bullied is not your fault, you know, Li Ang. You're a good boy... Um, I mean, this is your statement. Please read it. If it's correct, please sign your name at the bottom of each page and write the date and time."

Li Ang took the pen, didn't even look at it, and signed his name directly:

"No need to look anymore. I trust you, Officer Karen. You are a very reliable person, and your records are definitely very professional and detailed."

Karen could no longer suppress her smile, and for the first time, a faint smile appeared on her face.

"Great, congratulations, the process is complete. I'll take you back to the community hospital. Your guardian is approximately..."

She raised her wrist and glanced at her watch again; it was 4:10 a.m.

"There are about fifty minutes left in dialysis. We can wait for her to wake up together."

Karen led Li Ang back to the police car, the Crown Victoria.

This time, she gestured for Li Ang to get into the passenger seat.

The car drove into the deserted streets in the early morning.

The rain had stopped, and the wet pavement reflected the light from the streetlights.

Neither of them spoke in the dimly lit car.

Li Ang kept his eyes glued to Karen's beautiful profile the whole way.

His eyes looked like those of a drug addict who had just come out of rehab staring at a kilogram of heroin.

Karen appeared to be intently watching the road ahead, without turning her head to look at Li Ang at all.

Her fair cheeks were unconsciously flushed with a blush.