The river was illuminated by the starlight, and the coldness was bone-chilling. The Connecticut City at the end of January had a different kind of beauty. After Yan Zheke drove out of Brandon's manor, she slowed down the car and wandered in the peaceful night, creating a feeling of leisure and relaxation.
"There aren't many cars here. Let me teach you how to drive. It's an automatic transmission, super easy to learn!" she suggested with great interest.
"Sure," Lou Cheng answered without hesitation. He unbuckled his seat belt and walked to the other door.
With his control of his body, coordination of his limbs, and reflexes, it shouldn't be hard for him to learn how to drive, right?
He waited for the girl to get into the passenger seat before he got into the driver's seat, fastened his seat belt, and closed the door.
"Don't you feel awkward?" Yan Zheke turned her head and asked with a smile.
"A little …" Lou Cheng answered honestly.
So awkward!
"We're of different heights and body types. The most suitable seat height and distance are definitely different too. Lou Cheng, what's the difference between you wearing my T-shirt like this?" Yan Zheke pointed out the problem with her bright eyes and taught Lou Cheng how to adjust his seat and rearview mirror.
After that, she excitedly introduced the application of brakes, accelerator, steering wheel, lights, gearbox lever, hand brake, and so on.
The automatic transmission was relatively easy. Lou Cheng was on the road in no time. He maintained a stable speed and cautiously operated Ice Mirror to eliminate his nervousness and anxiety.
Yan Zheke, who had tasted the taste of being a coach again, was satisfied. She praised herself a little and casually picked up her phone to surf the web.
"Hey, there's another 'Deliveryman' in the Big Apple," she exclaimed softly and said cheerfully.
"How many imitators are there?" Lou Cheng asked, amused. His eyes were still looking straight ahead.
The "superhero" culture in the United States of America really spread everywhere and had a far-reaching impact!
"One, two … six, seven …" Yan Zheke rolled her eyes and counted with her fingers. "About five, six, seven, eight, nine!"
Before Lou Cheng could point out that it was no different from not saying anything, she cleverly changed the topic. "This is good news for you!"
"Yeah." Lou Cheng nodded casually. "Otherwise, most superheroes would have been exposed long ago."
In the past few months, there had been people imitating the Deliveryman in Big Apple, Luo City, and other places to punish criminals. Some of them were crudely seen through, while others imitated the Deliveryman perfectly. In terms of style and capability, the Deliveryman was believed to be the work of the Deliveryman again. It was said that a bureau of the federation had combined the two cases and expanded the scope of the investigation. It was suspected that the Deliveryman was not in Connecticut before and after the two incidents in Connecticut.
For a veteran Grandmaster of Combat, this was entirely possible, and there were precedents in the past.
Truth and falsehood were the active soil of American "superheroes". Different countries had different situations. Using one's own country to trick another country would often lead to a huge mistake. Smith had foreseen this and analyzed it in detail for himself.
Whether it was in the United States or Hua Nation, the most difficult case to solve was the same. That was, someone came to a foreign land on a whim and casually killed a passerby who had nothing to do with them. Moreover, there were no clues such as fingerprints, DNA, and surveillance cameras left behind. Then, the investigators could only rely on their luck to find a needle in a haystack.
The police should not be underestimated, nor should they be worshipped. Unsolved cases related to American "superheroes" were too numerous to mention!
"The Clown reappears in Big Apple, another tragic murder case …" Yan Zheke read the news headline and sighed. "Compared to that place, Connecticut's security is worth five stars!"
Although there were gangs and dangerous criminals here, they were relatively few in number. Also, none of them had antisocial personalities and would not provoke the government.
"It can't be helped. After all, it's the most prosperous city in America. Physical Invulnerability experts and inhuman experts like to gather there. Once the number of experts increases, it's normal to have a few scumbags and perverts. Haven't there been experts who took revenge on society in places like Beijing, Huahai, Huacheng, and Moshang? Haven't there been vicious cases with huge impact that went unsolved? Don't we, the Ice God Sect and Shushan Study, occasionally hand over disciples to the judicial authorities? "Lou Cheng comforted his wife.
As the financial center of America, Connecticut was a big city with a high ranking. It had the super sect Geruga, a cult that could go against it, and a government that maintained stability. There were close to ten Physical Invulnerability experts, not to mention the number of inhumans. So far, only two dangerous criminals had appeared, which showed that the security was good. Of course, it was only limited to certain areas.
Similarly, places like Beijing, Huahai, and Moshang were also places where experts gathered. It was just that the control was stricter, so there weren't many vicious cases.
To the residents of Connecticut or the Big Apple, super criminals weren't the biggest threat. In modern society, once exposed, they would definitely be arrested and dealt with. Such perverted murderers wouldn't dare to commit crimes openly. They would either be like Maszewski, who relied on seduction and gradual corruption, or like the Butcher, who chose places with insufficient surveillance resources. As long as they didn't go to places they weren't supposed to and could resist the temptation, the danger level was actually very low. Of course, after Lou Cheng's clean-up, it was close to zero.
To the average person, the biggest threat was terrorists, people who wanted to take revenge on society, and newbies who thought they could easily escape surveillance. Yan Zheke's own strength was more than enough to deal with them, not to mention she had a full-time bodyguard, Auntie Du.
"I'm just saying ~ I live a life in the classroom, library, home, and supermarket every day. I almost never attend parties or gatherings. Who would target me for no reason?" As Yan Zheke spoke, she suddenly frowned and looked ahead. After pausing for a moment, she said, "Cheng, do you not know the way …?"
Seems like we're driving the wrong way …
Lou Cheng answered calmly, "Yeah, it's my first time here. How could I know the way? Besides, who would remember the way in a car?"
So self-righteous … Yan Zheke was stunned for a few seconds. "When did we go the wrong way? We should've turned left at the intersection with the bridge."
"We passed that intersection before you mentioned the Clown." Lou Cheng thought for a moment and said with a strange expression.
"When I was counting how many Deliverymen?" Yan Zheke asked casually as she entered the map and planned to navigate.
"No, it was even earlier …" Lou Cheng answered honestly.
"When I said the Deliverymen appeared in the Big Apple again?" Yan Zheke blinked.
"Even earlier …" Lou Cheng reminded her with a trembling expression.
"Even earlier? Isn't that when I teach you how to drive?" Yan Zheke laughed out loud. If she had an emoji pack, she would definitely choose to slam the table.
"Even, even earlier." Lou Cheng drove with a solemn expression.
"Earlier? Then I'm not driving … "Yan Zheke paused and thought for a moment. She raised her phone and cheered." Just treat it as a drive. Isn't that great? "
"But I'm hungry …" Lou Cheng nodded his head silently.
…
In the riverside manor, Brandon pulled himself together and chatted with the guests. Although he didn't know that "victory and defeat are common in war," his performance was very apt.
After the formalities, he used an excuse to change and went to the second floor. He saw his father, Adrian, standing at the balcony at the end of the corridor, looking at the flowing water.
"How do you feel?" Adrian turned around and asked.
Brandon took a deep breath and exhaled slowly. "Stronger than me."
Adrian nodded slightly and added calmly, "And he looks like he's experimenting and practicing the new Ice Sect technique."
Brandon didn't want to admit it, but he answered honestly.
"Yes …"
A smile appeared on Adrian's face as he spoke calmly.
"You have to remember that there aren't many people who can become a Martial Artist's lifelong enemy. Among them, there are bound to be arrogance and conceit."
…
February 1st, Sunday afternoon. Lou Cheng, who had completed his daily training, and Yan Zheke, who had finished her homework, drove to the biggest supermarket nearby to buy ingredients and daily necessities for the Chinese New Year.
After filling up two cars, they stopped at the cashier and took out the items one by one to pay for them.
Yan Zheke watched as her husband busied himself. She helped him from time to time, looking relaxed and comfortable. She even started thinking about the dishes for their reunion dinner.
At that moment, she saw Lou Cheng take out six boxes with a calm expression and pass them to the cashier. She didn't know how many boxes of condoms they contained.
When did he take them … How can he just buy them like that … Yan Zheke was stunned. Her cheeks were burning. She quickly turned her head to the side and pretended not to know the guy in front of her.
Why couldn't he just be like before and come here to buy it on his own?!
After paying the bill and exiting the supermarket, Yan Zheke glared at Lou Cheng in embarrassment.
"You're getting better at it!"
"What?" Lou Cheng was confused.
"That, that!" Yan Zheke pointed at the boxes on top.
Lou Cheng broke into laughter and answered calmly, "It's not my first time.
Besides, it's normal for a married man with a wife to buy condoms. What's there to be embarrassed about? "
That's not what you said before! You said you were so embarrassed when you bought condoms for the first time! Yan Zheke "sadly" realized that a man's skin was the most thick-skinned thing!
After joking around for a while, they put their "spoils of war" into the car. Just as Yan Zheke was about to start the engine, her phone rang. She had an incoming call.
After a while, she pressed down on the receiver and looked at Lou Cheng.
"The consulate and the International Student Union want to organize a celebration for the Chinese New Year. Do you want to join?"
"Chinese New Year is my birthday too …" Lou Cheng took the initiative to express his opinion.
Of course, it's just the two of us!
Yan Zheke smiled and didn't say anything else. She rejected the invitation.
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