Middle Land City South District Police Station.

Interrogation room on the second floor.

Scott Smith and Mary Parker sat opposite two policemen, a man and a woman, with a small square table between them. The male policeman looked to be in his thirties, with triangular eyes and a hooked nose, and he didn't look like a good person at first glance.

The policewoman looked to be in her twenties, with big eyes, a high nose bridge, red lips and pearly teeth, a typical beauty.

From the moment he entered the room, the male policeman's eyes began to roll around, either glancing at the female police officer beside him or at Mary Parker, and he specifically glanced at the torn parts of Mary Parker's clothes.

After a pause, the male police officer asked Mary Parker in a sarcastic tone: "Name, age, and what you do."

Mary Parker lowered her head. This was her first time in a police station. She was very nervous and hesitated for a while before she said, "My name is..."

"98, 63, 99." Scott Smith said abruptly.

"Um?"

The male police officer frowned, glanced at Scott Smith, and asked arrogantly: "Did I ask you, what the hell are you talking about!"

Scott Smith ignored the man with triangular eyes and completely treated him as air. He looked straight at the policewoman with a serious and sophisticated expression on his face. As soon as he said this, the policewoman's fair face suddenly turned red like an apple.

Seeing that Scott Smith ignored him, the triangular-eyed policeman was very angry, but because of the female police officer next to him, he still had to remain a gentleman when necessary, so he forced himself not to get angry. He turned his head to look at the female police officer, and from the white and rosy face of the female police officer, he immediately understood the meaning of the three numbers!

…Those are a woman’s measurements!

Moreover, from the embarrassed expression of the female police officer, Triangle Eyes was surprised to find that the second-rate guy opposite had guessed all of them correctly. This made Triangle Eyes very suspicious of the relationship between the female police officer and Scott Smith. Did these two have an affair before? Otherwise, how could he know so much about it?

The policewoman's name is Sara Rogers. She is a well-known violent policewoman in the entire South City District. If you dare to tease the violent policewoman, you will definitely die a miserable death!

Sara Rogers's cheeks flushed, and after a moment of embarrassment, she was filled with rage. She bit her teeth loudly, and her beautiful big eyes were full of murderous intent. What kind of scoundrels had she not seen before? She had never seen such a bold person on the other side, who dared to reveal her measurements... She was really tired of living!

Bang!

Sara Rogers slammed the table heavily, stood up, and shouted at Scott Smith with murderous intent: "Asshole, stinky hooligan, believe it or not, I will tear your mouth apart right now and let you talk nonsense!"

Scott Smith smiled frivolously, with an expression of a dead pig not afraid of boiling water. He touched his chin, and his eyes moved from Sara Rogers's furious face to her proud chest. He said jokingly: "You are beautiful, but you have a hot temper. I guess you must like to wear black underwear, and the kind of tight shaping..."

His eyes moved down again, landing on the black police group. "The panties are also black, and they should be T-shaped, made of silk transparent lace, with a bow on the side..."

"Just shut up!"

Sara Rogers almost fainted from anger. She roared and slapped Scott Smith. She looked graceful and slender, but she was a real Taekwondo master. This slap was fast, accurate, steady and fierce. The shadow flashed to Scott Smith's ear, and ordinary people could not avoid it at all.

The triangular-eyed policeman and Mary Parker both opened their eyes wide in surprise at this moment. The triangular-eyed policeman was gloating, while Mary Parker was secretly worried about Scott Smith. After all, Scott Smith was her savior.

There was a crisp sound, not like the sound of a slap on the face, but the sound of a hand grabbing the wrist.

Scott Smith waved his hand lightly and grabbed Sara Rogers's wrist in his hand. Sara Rogers was very surprised and looked at Scott Smith in disbelief. At the same time, she quickly pulled her wrist back, only to find that it was in vain. No matter how hard she tried, , the opponent's big hands locked her tightly like iron pliers.

Scott Smith actually didn't have any bad intentions. He was originally going to hunt for women tonight, but he was caught at the police station. Seeing how beautiful Sara Rogers was, he immediately became playful and teased her in a few words. He didn't expect that the other party was a If you have a bad temper, you have to use violent methods to subdue a girl with a bad temper. This is called one thing subjugating another.

If you look at the whole of China, Scott Smith is definitely second to none for daring to go to the police station and tease a female policewoman.

"Asshole, let go of Officer Rogers quickly!"

The triangle-eyed man suddenly stood up, took out the gun from his waist, pointed it at Scott Smith's head and shouted.

Before Scott Smith could react, the door of the interrogation room opened, and Heaven Morgan, the South City Police Chief who was in his 50s, walked in. After seeing the scene in front of him, his old face turned black, and he sternly scolded: "How insolent!"

Triangle Eyes quickly put down his gun and shouted, "Director Morgan..."

Scott Smith also let go of Sara Rogers’s hand, and Sara Rogers blushed and also shouted: “Director Morgan…”

Heaven Morgan took a deep breath and asked Sara Rogers: “Sara, is the record finished?”

Sara Rogers blushed and said truthfully: "Report to the director, the other party refused to cooperate, and the record has not been made yet."

Heaven Morgan waved his hand and said, "Forget it, forget it. No need to do it. Someone has already bailed Mr.Smith out."

"But……"

Sara Rogers said unconvincedly that Scott Smith had just humiliated her. If she let him go out like this without teaching him a lesson, how could she, a violent policewoman from South City, swallow this anger?

“No buts.” Heaven Morgan sternly refused, and said to Scott Smith with a slightly improved tone: “Mr.Smith, please follow me.”

“Okay, thank you, Director Morgan.” Scott Smith responded, turned around and smiled at Sara Rogers with deep ambiguity, then got up and followed Heaven Morgan out.

Heaven Morgan led Scott Smith out of the police station gate. Snow Bailey was waiting outside the gate in a black professional suit. The street lights poured down from above her head, wrapping her up in perfection and a pleasant temperament.

"Secretary Howard, I brought the person to you." Heaven Morgan said to Snow Bailey with a smile.

"Thank you, Director Morgan." Snow Bailey said with a smile.

"You're welcome. Call me anytime if you need anything." Heaven Morgan said with a smile.

"Well, okay." Snow Bailey said with a smile.

Heaven Morgan turned around and went back to the police station. Snow Bailey stretched out his hand and said to Scott Smith with a smile: "Hello, Mr.Smith, I was sent by President Jones to pick you up. During the day, the security guard Sam was ignorant and made you angry. Don't take it to heart."

Scott Smith looked at Snow Bailey. Hey, another beautiful woman. It seems that Middle Land City is not bad. There are beauties everywhere. He smiled and stretched out his hand to shake hands with Snow Bailey. He said, "It has nothing to do with the security guard. I don't want to be a security guard anymore."

"Security?" Snow Bailey smiled doubtfully, and at the same time was shocked by the callus on the palm of Scott Smith's hand. It was thick and hard like a layer of iron sheet. He couldn't imagine how it was worn out.

Scott Smith looked at the beautiful woman in front of him and said, "Well, you asked me to come to Middle Land City just to be a security guard, right?"

Snow Bailey smiled and said, "Mr.Smith, you must have misunderstood. Mr Jones never said he wanted to recruit you as a security guard."

Scott Smith asked in confusion: "What is that for?"

Snow Bailey smiled and said, "I don't know about that either. How about this, Mr.Smith? Director Jones is waiting for you in the office now. Please go with me to meet him. Then everything will be clear."

Scott Smith thought for a moment and said, "Okay!"

The car sent by Snow Bailey was parked on the side of the road. It was a black Mercedes-Benz business car. Scott Smith was about to get in the car when he suddenly stopped again and turned around to Snow Bailey and said, “Secretary Howard, can I trouble you for something?”

Snow Bailey smiled intelligently and said, "Do you want me to bail out the girl inside as well?"

Scott Smith smiled and praised: "It's refreshing to deal with a smart woman! Also, please ask Secretary Howard to send someone to send her home. I'm worried that those gangsters will have accomplices. Don't harm her again."

Snow Bailey smiled and agreed: "Okay, no problem."

Along the way, Snow Bailey was very enthusiastic towards Scott Smith. While chatting, he introduced many landmarks of Middle Land City to Scott Smith. Snow Bailey knew that anyone who could be favored by Mathew Jones must be a rare talent even if he was dressed in a simple outfit.

In the huge and luxurious office, Mathew Jones was holding a cigar and standing in front of the large French window with a sullen expression. The night lights outside the window were so bright that they covered the stars in the night sky. The cell phone in his pocket rang at this time. He took it out and looked at the caller ID, and the gloom on his face was immediately swept away.

"Grandpa, I saw Uncle Superman tonight!" Sam Jones's childish and excited voice came from the phone.

"Really?" Mathew Jones said with a smile.

"Of course it's true. Sam Jones is a good boy, and good boys never lie to grandpa. Grandpa, mom said that dad is as powerful as Superman, is that true?" Sam Jones asked seriously in a childish voice.

"Yes, it's true. Your mother didn't lie to you."

"Grandpa, when will my dad be back? You and mom said he was a soldier and went on an important mission. It's been many years and dad hasn't come back. Could it be that he doesn't want Sam Jones anymore?" As he spoke, the little guy's voice suddenly became pitiful, as if he would cry at any time.

"How could that be? Sam Jones's father will be back soon. You should listen to grandpa and have a good sleep tonight. When you open your eyes tomorrow morning, you will see your father." Mathew Jones coaxed.

"Really?"

“Grandpa is a good grandpa, and a good grandpa will not lie to Sam Jones.”

"Great! Grandpa, I'm going to bed now. I've called mom. Goodbye, Grandpa!"

"Goodbye, Sam Jones."

The phone was switched to Alice Jones's hand. The father and daughter were silent for a while. Mathew Jones spoke first: "Alice, the thing I told you before was about finding a fake father for Sam Jones..."

"You don't have to say it." Alice Jones's voice was cold.

"Alice, Dad is doing this for Sam Jones's own good. We can't keep lying to him like this. In two years, when Sam Jones grows up, he will know that we are lying to him. By then, the child's heart will be twisted. Besides, for a boy, lack of fatherly love is absolutely unacceptable."

"What about the girl?" Alice Jones said coldly, "It's enough for a girl to lack maternal love?"

"Alice, Dad knows you hate me. After so many years, I have been blaming myself. I made a mistake on you in the past, and now I can't let the same mistake happen to Sam Jones again."

“Okay, you don’t have to say anything more…” Alice Jones took a deep breath and said slowly: “I agreed to that matter, but it doesn’t mean that I compromise with you. I am doing this for Sam Jones’s growth. I don’t want him to grow up in an unhealthy family like me.”

"Okay, daughter, I'm so happy that you think this way. I'll arrange that right away. Cubic will be able to see daddy when you wake up tomorrow morning. From now on, Cubic will no longer be a child from a single-parent family!" Mathew Jones said excitedly.

"Mathew Jones, I hope the person you find has good taste and doesn't lead Sam Jones astray, otherwise I will hate you for the rest of my life!" Alice Jones said.

"Don't worry, daughter. I'm looking for..." Mathew Jones said excitedly. Before he could finish, the phone went dark. But he couldn't hide his excitement. His daughter finally agreed at the last minute...