pjbooks Chapter 223 A 7-Star Mission? Let's Do It!
Chapter 223 A 7-Star Mission? Let's Do It!
Chapter 223 Seven Star Mission? Let's do it!
It's important to understand that police officers in America are already a powerful profession, and with the backing of a strong union, their special status is further amplified.
Derek Chauvin, the white police officer involved in the "Black Lives Matter" protests, was released from prison after posting $100 million bail.
His rank is only that of a police sergeant, with a median annual salary of around $8. After deducting taxes, various insurances, and family expenses, he would not be able to save up $100 million even by the time he retires.
The answer to who provided this funding is already obvious.
To protect the interests of U.S. police officers, unions will pressure the government through collective bargaining to include numerous protective clauses in contracts.
Disclaimer period – No questioning will be accepted within 48 hours of the incident.
Complaint immunity – disciplinary records are cleared after multiple complaints from citizens.
Blue Wall's silence promotes internal unity and discourages police officers from reporting on each other, even if they witness the other officer breaking the law.
Legal aid provides unconditional defense, even if the police officer involved is accused of serious misconduct and the evidence is conclusive.
In this context, what does killing law enforcement officers mean?
The fact that they sent people all the way from Chicago to Los Angeles to investigate shows just how much importance they attach to this case.
Ma Jie was initially reluctant to get involved in this mess, but according to the information provided by Carl, this outlaw was hiding near the poor street. Regardless of whether the information was true or false, he couldn't let his guard down. It was like a tiger escaping from a zoo; once the news was released, it would definitely cause panic.
Based on various considerations, Chief Ma issued an order instructing Jimmy to inform all gang members to keep a close eye on the situation on the streets and to report any suspicious strangers immediately.
The party went on until midnight, so much so that everyone was completely drunk and didn't even know how they got back to their rooms.
When Sandy woke up the next day, he was half-naked and curled up in his arms, with Fiona lying sprawled out next to him.
Looking at this messy room, who knows what happened last night? While the two girls were still fast asleep, Ma Jieke chose to escape the battlefield.
After much effort, he finally managed to piece together the destroyed equipment from the clothes scattered all over the floor. But as soon as he opened the bedroom door, a piercing scream rang in his ears.
"Ah!!!" Fiona, who had just woken up, looked at the person next to her and was filled with panic. She hurriedly pulled the blanket to cover her body.
Sandy was woken up by her commotion and looked at her groggily: "Good morning, you little bitch from the South District."
"Early morning my foot!" She looked like she'd been raped, grabbing a pillow and throwing it at him. "Tell me, what did you do to me?!"
"Oh shit, what can we do in bed?"
"Karl!" Fiona yelled, "Catch this rapist, you son of a bitch, taking advantage of me while I was blackout..."
The two were arguing fiercely when the door was pushed open a crack, and Ma Jie poked his head in, looking completely bewildered: "What are you two arguing about? We can hear you from downstairs."
"Hey sweetheart, did you sleep well last night?" Sandy looked at him affectionately and explained, "It seems that after the party, Miss Fiona and I had some indescribable things happen, and then she went crazy at me like a shrew, thinking that I raped her. If that counts as rape, then the number of people who have had sex with her could fill up the prison."
"You bitch! One day I'll sell you to India and let you know what it's like to have ten husbands at the same time!"
"Don't worry, Fiona, you'll be more popular than me over there because you look just like a Bengal monitor lizard."
"You stinking lesbian, get out of here!"
"This is my room, you're the one who should get out!"
Having successfully diverted the trouble, Ma Jie chuckled as he ran down the stairs, followed by the sound of mutual blessings.
"Good morning." In the bathroom, Jimmy was poking around in his mouth with an electric toothbrush, greeting people indistinctly.
Someone habitually pushed him aside and rudely occupied the bathroom to brush his teeth and wash his face.
"That's my face wash!" The kid got angry when he saw that he had taken the wrong personal item: "Remember, this is the 23rd time you've accidentally done this. If it happens again, I'm moving out and living on my own."
Upon hearing his threat, Ma Jie almost burst out laughing, suspecting that he was stuck in a loop, since the same lines had been used the last time, the time before that, and the time before that.
I thought the joyful atmosphere would last until we left, but that extremely terrifying thing still happened.
As he walked out of the bathroom, a clanging and banging noise came from the open kitchen. A blue-haired female demon was holding a spatula and conducting a chemical experiment on the stove.
Jack was quick-witted and agile, and was about to rush out the door, but that sharp gaze seemed to automatically track him and locked onto his back: "Jack, where are you going so early? Mommy's loving breakfast is almost ready, hurry up and set the table for me."
A loving breakfast? That's murderous food! Last time, Jimmy was forced to sit in the toilet for two days after eating your secret-recipe mini burger.
Of course, her family members dared not speak out against her actions, because this woman was too fierce. If anyone dared to question her about cooking, she would lock you out in the middle of the night and make you spend the night on the lawn in the yard.
"I'm going for a run to work out," Ma Jie gave a perfect excuse.
"OK, remember to come back for dinner after you finish your run. If I find someone missing from the table, that person won't be allowed into the house for three days, and that includes you."
Although her tone was gentle, to Ma Jieke it was a blatant threat.
There was no other way but to comply with her wishes and act as a temporary waiter.
At the same time, carefully examining the semi-transparent panel in front of him, a new task had been updated.
I've been in a slump for a while now, and I've lost the initial enthusiasm for doing the tasks. But now that I've decided to participate in "Wilderness Survival" for a chance to win the 100 million prize, I should probably grind up some wilderness survival skills to increase my chances of winning.
[Main Mission: Stroll through the streets of Los Angeles and photograph at least 10 beautiful women on the street. Current progress: 0/10] Reward Value: ★☆
[Side Mission: Pilot a helicopter to the Golden Gate Bridge, passing under the bridge and through the towers, and record the journey on camera] Reward Value: ★★★
[Challenge Mission: Capture 3 outlaws within 10 days and hand them over to the police. Current progress: 0/3] Reward Value: ★★★★★★★
(This task will guide you by marking the target on the large map; please check back frequently.)
Street photography of beautiful women? That couldn't be easier. As a megacity, Los Angeles has no shortage of pretty girls. This task is practically free, and you can even practice your photography skills at the same time.
In the past, side missions would have been even more difficult than challenge missions, but now it's much easier. Not only do I have a helicopter, but my [Helicopter Piloting] skill has also been upgraded to Iv5, making it a sure thing.
The most challenging mission is the 10-day time limit to capture 3 outlaws. Among the missions that have appeared before, only bombing police cars and robbing banks can compare to this. No wonder the settlement value is as high as 7 stars.
However, having 7 stars means you can get a 7-star skill. Up until now, I only have one 7-star skill, and that was created by fusing two 5-star skills. I have never acquired one on its own.
After a brief analysis, Ma Jie stretched in his chair. It seemed that he would be entering a period of intense skill training again. He wondered if he would eventually evolve into a superman if he continued like this.
"Chicken soup is here!" After the family members nervously sat down at the table, an excited shout came from the kitchen.
Max, wearing a floral apron, carefully placed a slow cooker, a common dish in American households, on the table and proudly introduced it: "This is kosher chicken soup that I started simmering last night. It will definitely taste like mom's cooking. I put in a lot of hard work to learn how to make this dish."
So-called Jewish chicken soup, also known as "Jewish penicillin," is believed to have restorative and mood-boosting effects and is often used for festivals or as a post-illness tonic. Although its name contains "Jewish," its healing philosophy has been widely accepted and adopted by mainstream American culture, making it a representative dish of American chicken soup.
The specific method involves simmering a whole fresh chicken or chicken pieces with carrots, celery, and onions for a long time until the broth becomes rich. Then, small balls made of cornmeal dough are added, which are actually dough balls, also known as American dumplings.
Generally speaking, those who can successfully make this dish are most likely virtuous wives and loving mothers or traditional elders, because it requires a lot of patience, which is definitely a challenge for American players who are used to eating fast food.
As a result, everyone looked at each other, and no one dared to be the first to use the spoon; no one wanted to be a guinea pig.
Seeing this, Ma Jie kicked Little Pudding under the table and winked at her.
Unexpectedly, the girl was quite clever and reacted immediately. She took the plate in front of Karl and served him soup while saying "sensibly," "Brother Karl, welcome to our home. You must try my mom's cooking. Last time, a Michelin-starred restaurant owner even poached her to be the head chef."
Hearing such high praise, Carl's expectations were immediately raised. As a child from a poor family, the best things he had ever eaten in his life were hamburgers and French fries.
Looking at the sticky, unidentified substance on the plate, Ma Jie felt like flipping the table. You call this chicken soup? This isn't paste, I don't care what you say.
Sure enough, Karl took a spoonful, and less than half a second after putting it in his mouth, his eyes instantly became much clearer.
However, out of politeness, he forced himself to swallow it and reluctantly said, "The...it tastes good."
"Haha, it seems I've finally succeeded in my experiment." Hearing this insincere praise, Max was overjoyed. Like a servant, he served everyone a plate, then stood proudly to the side: "Drink up, everyone. After you've finished, give me your valuable feedback so I can see what needs improvement."
No, sis... is there any need to improve this? You should probably improve your own brain first...
Seeing that no one had any appetite, Ma Jie volunteered to pick up the chicken soup, scooped up a large spoonful of soup and ingredients, and brought it to her lips: "Max, you've had a hard morning, you must be starving. Here, this chicken soup is very precious, you should drink it first."
Seeing that Ma Jieke had taken the initiative to cause trouble, the family members breathed a sigh of relief. At the crucial moment, it was the gang leader who had been harmed.
Max was clearly taken aback, but unable to refuse such hospitality, he had no choice but to open his mouth.
Ma Jieke had some personal grudges, and he stabbed the spoon in hard.
After the chicken soup entered her mouth, her expression clearly froze, as if she had noticed something was wrong. Two seconds later, the mask of pain was immediately put on her face.
Instead of the expected fresh and rich flavor, my mouth was filled with a strong, pungent, fishy, and salty taste, along with two undercooked cornmeal lumps, making it really hard to swallow.
Seeing her grotesque appearance, Ma Jieke chuckled slyly, "Look, she's holding it in her mouth and doesn't even want to swallow it. I can't even imagine how delicious it must be."
"Pfft..." The family members couldn't help but burst into laughter, perfectly illustrating what it means to be trapped by one's own actions.
"Ugh!" After hesitating for a long time, Max couldn't hold back any longer and spat all the food residue in his mouth into the trash can, then ran into the first-floor bathroom to rinse his mouth.
"What are you all running for? What are you standing there for?!"
At Ma Jieke's command, everyone rushed out the door, looking like they were in a 100-meter sprint.
Behind her came the sound of a plate shattering and Max's frantic screams. It seemed that she had taken another step back from her dream of becoming a gourmet.
Everyone went to work or school as usual, welcoming a brand new day with the rising sun.
"Dude, where are you taking me?"
Carl seemed a little reserved after being invited into the car by Ma Jieke, since it was the first day they had met.
But in Ma Jieke's view, the challenge mission is guided by actively displaying the target on the map, which saves a lot of trouble.
All he had to do was find a capable assistant and wait together for the target to appear. Karl, eager to solve the case, naturally became an unpaid worker.
More importantly, the target of this mission is very likely to be the madman who killed the police. The two of them can look out for each other, which is definitely safer than going it alone.
Before that, Ma Jie decided to finish the main quest first. After thinking it over, he drove straight to Beverly Hills.
Since the task required street photography of beautiful women, it was necessary to go to a wealthy area, find a luxury store, squat down at the entrance, and snap photos.
Although the US server values personal privacy and portrait rights, to be honest, if a girl is walking down the street and a photographer takes pictures of her in front of her, it's not harassment, but rather providing emotional value.
To put it bluntly, I only take pictures of you if you're good-looking. If you look like Pigsy's second aunt, nobody would even bother with you.
Those who are outgoing might even pose for the camera and confidently show themselves off.
Soon, all ten beautiful girls were collected, and Ma Jieke's eyes lit up when he saw the skill reward in front of him.
Wow, what an amazing start!