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These are two police officers, one in black and one in white.

The white police officer was slightly overweight, while the black police officer was tall and thin.

The two men seemed quite used to this kind of dispute in tourist areas, and their expressions were different from the tense and serious expressions of the Southern District police.

His expression was gentle, and although he also had his hands on his waist, he did not have the neuroticism of someone who might draw a gun at any moment.

This is a sense of relaxation and confidence in a heavily policed ​​neighborhood.

After walking to the counter, the white police officer in charge first gave Mike and David a warning look, then glanced at Wayne, who had a calm expression, and nodded slightly as a greeting.

Then he asked the shop owner, Roger George:

"Sir, what happened? We received your report and are patrolling nearby. We're on our way right away."

Occasionally, disputes arise between customers and shop owners in shops in tourist areas, leading to police reports.

They weren't surprised by this at all.

Shop owner Roger, his forehead beaded with sweat and his face pale, smiled broadly as he spoke to the policeman:

"Officer, I'm so sorry, I accidentally pressed the alarm button... You know, I'm getting old, and I'm bound to make mistakes... I hope you can understand."

The black police officer glanced at Mike and David suspiciously, instantly judging from their clothing that they were not middle-class.

He comes from a slum, and he's not far from being a homeless person.

But looking at Wayne's appearance and attire, he became unsure of Wayne's background.

This person has the air of an artist and a vagabond, as well as the relaxed demeanor of a tech tycoon.

The Black police officer coughed lightly and said to the shop owner, Roger:

"Sir, if you encounter any trouble, the King County Police Department will always be there for you. Please don't worry."

Shop owner Roger quickly waved his hand and said:

"No, no, it really was just an accident. I think the people I should apologize to the most are these three distinguished customers. We were discussing a business deal..."

"Because of my damned hand accidentally triggering the alarm, these three gentlemen are now in an awkward situation... Sir, I hope my foolish act hasn't spoiled your good mood in the tourist area..."

Wayne's expression was calm, a warm smile appearing on his face, like a gentle spring breeze, as he slowly spoke:

"It's alright, everyone makes mistakes, don't they? Now that we've reached an agreement, please pack these items for me, my friend."

Shopkeeper Roger's face broke into the most standard, radiant smile as he quickly began packing up Wayne's pile of coins and brocades.

He couldn't wait to get rid of these three people immediately, so he packed up the package at lightning speed and placed a gift box tied with a bow in front of Wayne. Although his heart was bleeding, he still smiled and said:

"Sir, these are the items you purchased, totaling $500."

Mike took the box, pointed to the bag they had brought, and said:

"And these items we bought yesterday also need to be returned."

The police officer standing nearby had already noticed the receipts attached to the bags and shrugged.

The matter is quite clear now; it was probably a transaction dispute. It's likely that the shop owner, Roger, was trying to threaten the three customers, which is why he accidentally triggered the alarm.

He had encountered many similar unscrupulous shop owners.

Shop owner Roger wiped the sweat from his brow and quickly said with a smile:

"Okay, okay, let me see, it's... $5600 in total."

He quickly took $5600 from the safe at the counter and handed it to Mike.

Then, flashing his standard professional smile, he asked Wayne:

"Is there anything else I can help you with?"

Wayne nodded with a warm smile and said:

"Thank you for your kind service. Goodbye, my friend."

With that, he handed over $500, then turned and walked out with Mike and David, followed by their dog Wick.

Seeing the three leave, the shop owner Roger finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Seeing that there was no problem from beginning to end, the two police officers chatted with him for a few minutes, then walked outside the store and reported the accidental contact through the police system.

To their surprise, Wayne and his two companions were waiting for them by the police car outside the store.

"Excuse me... sir, is there anything I can do to help you?" the lead white police officer asked politely.

He was now fairly certain that the man in the long robe, with black hair and black eyes and an extraordinary demeanor, was probably a senior executive of some internet company.

Wayne said in an unquestionable voice:

"Officers, would you like to become heroes of Seattle?"

The two police officers were taken aback, exchanged a glance, and the black officer frowned and said:

"Hey, sir, I don't understand..."

Wayne said calmly:

"I think you've all seen the news about Epstein. Every normal person hates those who abuse children. The anger in everyone's hearts is like a volcano about to erupt, needing an outlet."

The white police officer shrugged and said:

"Sir, you are quite right, but Epstein is dead, and we are unable to arrest those powerful figures."

The Black police officer standing nearby retorted:

"Bob, brother, Epstein isn't dead. I've seen those analyses online; that's not his body at all. He's living the high life on some island in the Mediterranean right now..."

"But that's not the point, sir. Whoever it is, they are big shots we can't touch. We really can't do anything about it... Of course, we do want to be heroes, after all, we can get promoted."

Wayne continued calmly:

"The opportunity is right in front of you, Officer Frederick. The owner of this shop, Roger George, has a large number of child pornography images and videos on his computer. You can check them immediately. Oh, this is my report."

"Given the current public opinion climate, I can even imagine headlines like, 'Absolutely intolerable! Heroic police officer in Jin County arrests child pornography offender.'"

"I imagine by then, you'll already be police inspectors."

Wayne's words were calm, yet carried an unquestionable tone; his fantasies of a beautiful scene made the two policemen's breathing quicken.

The white police officer then suddenly said:

"Sir, I understand! You...you must be from Amazon! I know they work with the Federal Cybercrime Task Force, using a built-in AI screening system...Did you find something? Thank you for the tip, sir!"

Without the slightest hesitation, he and his partner turned and walked into Sir George's Antique Shop.

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Soon, the shop owner Roger's shrill shouts could be heard from inside the store:

"What right do you have to arrest me?! These are just some videos and pictures! They've done far worse things on the island, why don't you arrest those people?! This is nothing but fucking selective enforcement!"

"Why is it that those powerful and wealthy people directly abuse children and no one does anything about it? They even eat them! I was just watching some videos!"

Hearing Roger's shout, David spat and said:

"During the protests, I heard from my friend, a former FBI agent, that this country uses its seemingly strict child protection laws to cover up the crimes of those at the top, but these laws don't actually apply to them at all..."

"Bro, you were behaving like a fucking old godfather from Sicily. Even Bill Clinton would kneel down and give you blowjobs..."

As they spoke, the three of them had already walked along the street to the parking lot, ready to get in the car and leave.

"Wick!" Mike whistled and shouted.

The puppy, Wick, had been running around with the three of them, but now he was nowhere to be seen.

No sooner had he finished speaking than the little dog Wick came running towards them, wagging his tail.

He placed the object he was carrying in his mouth in front of the three people.

One arm.

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