I am a necromancer, and I absolutely love America.

The freezer contained 49 cleanly dismembered corpses, their bodies empty, each with a distorted face, clearly indicating extreme fear before death.

The cornea was removed, the heart was removed, the kidneys were removed, and a large number of organs were missing.

Richard first examined each corpse, finding very little information.

The body must have been too badly mutilated.

Richard found a relatively intact corpse and placed it on the operating table.

This is a very precious opportunity to dissect a corpse by hand.

Following the knowledge in the textbook, Richard used a scalpel to cut open skin and muscle for the first time in his life...

A few minutes later,

"Ding! You have gained some understanding of flesh and blood."

We're on the right track!

Richard continued dissecting the body, learning and understanding by comparing his work with the knowledge in the textbook.

For some reason, the progress bar for [Secrets of Flesh and Blood] is no longer being updated.

However, he gained invaluable knowledge:

"【Flesh and Bone】Knowledge: Level 2, 37%->40%"

It increased by a full 3% in one go!

Richard spent more than 20 minutes dissecting the body into a bed of fragments.

"【Flesh and Bone】Knowledge: Level 2, 40%->42%"

Indeed, personally handling flesh and blood is the only way to increase your [Flesh and Bone] knowledge by level 2!

"It's almost time."

Richard stopped the dissection with great restraint.

Finding ways to improve knowledge is more important than improving knowledge itself.

This is, after all, BG gang territory, so there's a lot of risk involved.

Richard carefully poured alcohol over each corpse and over all flammable areas of the factory.

Finally, take out the lighter.

Flames shot skyward.

......

Richard returned home to find Catherine wearing a form-fitting silk cheongsam with a high slit.

Catherine glanced at Richard and smiled:

"Please wait a moment, the food will be ready soon."

Like a wife waiting for her husband to come home.

Debbie sighed:

"Hey, can you two control yourselves a bit? I'm still here."

Richard glanced at her:

Why aren't you going upstairs?

Debbie stared:

"Do you want to hear what you're saying? This is my house."

"No, this is Catherine's house."

"Damn it, even if it's the Catherine family, what does it have to do with you?"

"I paid the money. Catherine's family is my host family, so it's only natural for me to stay here."

"Debbie, come and get the food," Catherine called out.

"Why can't we let him serve it?" Debbie said angrily.

Richard glanced at her.

Debbie went to fetch the food, pouting.

The three of them sat around the table, eating like a family of three.

Debbie glanced at Richard furtively; his profile was quite handsome.

She recalled how her parents would always argue when they ate together, unlike the harmonious relationship she had with Richard.

If only he were my dad... Damn, what am I thinking?!

Debbie was in a state of confusion.

After living together for a while, she gradually realized that there didn't seem to be a very close relationship between Catherine and Richard.

Or rather, the way Catherine looked at Richard was a mixture of awe and worship.

As a woman, Debbie has great faith in her intuition.

However, she couldn't understand why her mother would idolize this jerk!

In short, Debbie was basically certain that the relationship between Catherine and Richard was definitely not a romantic one, which put her at ease.

Of course, their relationship wasn't that of a typical boarding student and landlord.

Whose landlord wears a seductive tight dress to cook for boarding students?

Catherine asked while eating:

"Is the problem solved?"

Richard casually said:

"The problem is temporarily resolved."

Catherine laughed:

"That's good."

Debbie was speechless.

"What kind of riddle are you two playing? What trouble have you solved?"

Richard looked up and said sincerely:

"I just killed a few people."

Debbie laughed hysterically:

"Murder? You? You're just bragging!"

Catherine put down her knife and fork:

"Debbie, be polite to Richard."

Debbie rolled her eyes.

Richard didn't mind, and the three of them ate braised pork and rice together, just like many families at Dongda University.

Richard felt a unique warmth of family, something he had never experienced since his parents' divorce.

......

After dinner, Debbie voluntarily helped Catherine with the housework.

Richard watched the two women busily working and had to admit that Debbie's upbringing was quite good.

Catherine returned to her room and continued working on her business plans, organizing her finances, and striving to move in the direction Richard had indicated.

However, the Katerina Aesthetic Clinic has too little capital and cannot rush things.

Debbie took a yoga mat and did yoga on it.

Richard stood by the window making a phone call while admiring Debbie's figure:

How's the election going?

Brian cautiously said:

"This isn't good. I need to spend some time convincing some old fogies."

Richard nodded without saying anything.

This is Brian's job.

If Brian can't solve the problem and loses the election, he doesn't care about replacing a servant.

He wants a useful politician, not a useless person who can't even keep his seat in the House of Representatives.

Brian felt a chill run down his spine when he didn't hear Richard's reply.

Debbie stood on the mat, leaned back, and then poked her head out between her feet.

Wow! Richard had no idea that the human body could be twisted to such an extent.

Such flexibility can only be the result of training from a young age.

As expected of a cheerleader!

Debbie glanced at Richard smugly, with a hint of smugness.

Richard finally spoke again:

"What's going on in New York lately? Why is it so chaotic?"

Upon hearing Richard's voice, Brian's heart finally settled. He moved to a quieter corner and whispered:

"The BG gang is competing with the Ghost Gang for the arms market."

"Is the private gun market really that big? It's gotten into this mess."

"Not much, just a few million dollars a year, but that's just the volume in New York. The private gun market across the US is huge. Also, I've heard rumors that they seem to be seizing some contraband weapons, preparing to sell them to some South American countries, Mexico, Cuba, Brazil, who knows which ones..."

"Cuba?" Richard asked curiously. "Aren't you and Cuba enemies?"

Brian said dismissively:

"What does the official hostility towards Cuba have to do with capitalists?"

Brian was indignant; clearly, he was also very dissatisfied with the capitalists.

No politician likes to interfere with the power of big capital.

Richard asked:

What are your thoughts?

Brian said firmly:

"I am a U.S. Representative, and my mission is to ensure the safety of all citizens in my district!"

Richard chuckled.

Yes! That's exactly the kind of shamelessness I feel; it's so typical of politicians.

Brian then changed the subject:

"However, Police Chief Henry Carter is cracking down on the BG gang but deliberately letting the Ghost Gang off the hook. He definitely has some shady relationship with the Ghost Gang, and maybe he's been paid."

"You mean, the NYPD's top brass will get involved in gang warfare?" Richard couldn't understand.

"Isn't that unnecessary? The difference in strength between the two sides is too great."

"It's like this..." Brian explained.

Simply put, the relationship between the NYPD and street gangs has always been complex and far from a simple black-and-white conflict.

Despite the police force's overwhelming overall strength, it can never completely eradicate gang influence.

Limited by insufficient fiscal budgets, the official governance system is unable to fully control the lower-level neighborhoods, leaving a large number of power and order gaps unfilled. As a result, gangs have sprung up and spread, spontaneously maintaining underground rules.

Once a group of gangs is eliminated, new forces will soon take their place. As the old forces are destroyed, new gangs will emerge one after another, creating an endless cycle.

In this reality, completely eradicating an entire established gang would not only be of no benefit to the police, but would also disrupt the existing underground balance and trigger larger-scale chaos and vicious conflicts.

Therefore, the police department tends to tacitly approve of and maintain a group of established gangs that act with restraint, are rational, are willing to reach a tacit understanding with the police, and strictly adhere to the bottom line of not touching major heinous cases.

By maintaining a controllable underground order, the security situation in the entire neighborhood can be stabilized.

Of course, this is just the general direction of the situation.

Specifically, for each gang, each police officer, and each high-ranking member of the NYPD, various changes will occur due to intricate and complex relationships of interest.

"...So the NYPD leadership generally doesn't favor any particular gang unless the Shadow Gang offers Henry an irresistible benefit, or the Shadow Gang has something on Henry's hands," Brian concluded.