CHAPTER 62: CHAPTER 62 BACK AT THE NEW YORK POLICE DEPARTMENT (VOTE FOR MORE AND FOLLOW!)

"Tatyana, stop...don’t do this!"

"What’s a big man like you scared of?"

The sound of fabric hitting the floor followed!

"Wait! I...I already have a lover!"

Slender, jade-like fingers pressed against Chu Feng’s lips.

"You mean Melinda? Shh~! Just keep your mouth shut! Don’t say such buzz-killing things at a time like this!"

Amidst suggestive sounds, the bed curtains had inexplicably fallen.

「The next day,」

Battling the harsh outdoor cold, Chu Feng raised his collar high, firmly shielding himself from the biting wind.

Outside the building Chu Feng had purchased, the heads of the decoration company and property management were already present.

"Mr. Chu, nice to meet you! I’m Kyle!"

"I’m Ludo."

...

While Chu Feng was discussing the details of the building’s renovation with the two managers,

「Inside the study of the Valente estate,」

Daisel knitted his brows tightly, struggling for a long time before he finally chose to speak.

"Miss, Mr. Chu probably won’t marry you. This kind of love is too unfair to you!"

"Love? Marriage?" Tatyana pondered for a moment.

"For me, having a child with a strong man to inherit the Valente family fortune is what matters most!"

Tatyana’s tone was decisive, yet a trace of confusion flickered in her eyes.

"Besides...he gives me a good feeling!"

"But..." Daisel was about to say more, but Tatyana cut him off with a wave of her hand.

"Have you taken care of the things I asked you to do?"

Daisel opened his mouth, then retracted the words that were on the tip of his tongue.

"Miss, I’ve arranged for the best decoration and property management companies to go there!"

"Mmm, well done!"

After casually dismissing Butler Daisel, Tatyana sat in a chair by the desk, her eyes distant as she seemed to be lost in thought.

...

"Yes, that’s exactly my idea: replace all the exterior with one-way glass.

"Aside from common areas like meeting rooms, restrooms, corridors, and lounge areas, divide the rest into individual offices. The lower-level offices can be smaller, 20 to 30 square meters will do.

"The higher the floor, the larger the office space should be.

"Convert two of the middle floors into combat training facilities.

"And transform the Underground Space into a shooting range and an ammunition depot!

"And..."

After more than half an hour, Kyle finally put away his notebook, which was filled with dozens of pages of notes, and left with a complicated look in his eyes.

This must be what it feels like to be on the right track!

Looking up at the building he owned, Chu Feng felt immensely satisfied.

BUZZ... BUZZ... BUZZ...

Just then, Chu Feng’s phone suddenly vibrated.

"Hi! Boris, what’s up?"

"Chu Feng, can you come to the New York Police Department? There’s something I need to talk to you about; it’s related to the incident a few days ago!"

On the other end of the phone, Boris’s voice was heavy with fatigue, suggesting the past few days hadn’t been kind to him.

"Okay! I also need to talk to the New York Police Department about my last compensation."

After hanging up, Chu Feng thought again of the imposter posing as the New York Police Department Commissioner, and anger flared in his heart once more.

Damn it, you’d better pray I don’t find you...

「More than half an hour later,」

Chu Feng reappeared at the New York Police Department, but this time, his meeting with Boris was in Boris’s office.

"Police Captain? Boris, that’s a leapfrog promotion! How did you manage that?"

Chu Feng was shocked by Boris’s police rank the moment he saw him.

Just a few days ago, Boris was only a lieutenant. Today, he had bypassed the rank of inspector and been promoted directly to captain.

By this reckoning, it seemed only the deputy commissioner and the commissioner were ranked above Boris now!

He was now firmly in mid-level leadership within the police department.

Boris, however, showed no hint of happiness at Chu Feng’s words.

His face was pale, with dark circles under his eyes, and his short brown hair was a mess, as if he hadn’t slept for days.

"I would rather not have been promoted to this captaincy!" Boris said, his face etched with a bitter smile.

Though Boris didn’t elaborate, Chu Feng could guess some of it from his expression. It seemed the hospital incident and the replacement of the police commissioner had a significant impact. Someone among the higher-ups in the police department must have taken the fall and stepped down, and the chaos among the New York populace couldn’t be ignored. At such a time, the police would need someone fully aware of the entire situation to step forward, but this person’s position couldn’t be too low. In reality, who would be foolish enough to wade into these muddy waters? Under such circumstances, Boris, who had experienced the whole ordeal as a lieutenant, naturally came to the attention of his superiors.

"Chu Feng, after several days of police investigation, it has been confirmed that the Commissioner Pierce who appeared at your home and at the hospital was an imposter!"

"And then? Have they found that person?" Although he held little hope for the police, Chu Feng still asked casually, just to see.

As expected, the answer didn’t surprise him.

"Sorry, we haven’t found any trace of them yet!"

"Alright! I knew it would be like this." A hint of ridicule flashed in Chu Feng’s eyes.

Seeing Boris about to say something more, Chu Feng quickly interrupted him.

"Let’s put the matter of the fake commissioner aside for now. We should talk about my compensation!"

Seeing the sudden gleam in Chu Feng’s eyes, Boris instantly had a bad feeling.

"Given the scale of the incident and the number of Bizarre occurrences, I think eighty million US Dollars is an appropriate figure!"

"No! That’s impossible! The higher-ups will never agree to that number!"

Hearing the figure Chu Feng mentioned, Boris actually leaped up in shock.

After calming himself, Boris began to patiently persuade Chu Feng to reconsider that amount.

"Chu Feng, that amount of compensation is already more than the total of all the Exorcist indemnities combined!"

"Oh? Is that so? But I think it’s justified. After all, they couldn’t solve the issue, but I did. Isn’t that right?"

A smile tugged at the corners of Chu Feng’s mouth as he sat calmly in his chair, quietly watching Boris scratch his head in distress.

Chu Feng was well aware that the New York Police Department couldn’t offer such high compensation. But, after all, one should start with a high demand to negotiate down. All this was just to lay the groundwork for the conditions he was about to propose!

"Alright, Chu Feng, if you have conditions, just state them. There’s no need to scare me like this."

Noticing the smile on Chu Feng’s lips, the experienced Boris, his mind working quickly, instantly understood his plan.

Shooting Chu Feng an irritated glance, Boris sat back down in his chair.

"Then I won’t be polite!" Chu Feng said, the smile on his lips clearly becoming unrestrained.

Seeing that Chu Feng was no longer hiding his amusement, Boris shrugged helplessly.

"When have you ever been polite? Just say it. I’ll communicate with the higher-ups. As long as the conditions aren’t too excessive, they should approve them."