People are watching American TV shows, and they are also watching American-style iaido.

Upon arrival, Ding Ze got out of the car and walked calmly into the apartment.

At this time of day in the afternoon, Dexter should be at the Miami Police Department, perhaps still searching for the next target to be shredded.

However, there's also a possibility that he's currently in his apartment.

So, just in case, after reaching the floor where Dexter's apartment was located, Ding Ze slowed down a little and made his footsteps quieter.

Soon, they arrived at the door of Dexter's apartment.

Ding Ze raised his hand and gently knocked on the door.

Hmm, no response.

Let's just go in then.

Ding Ze didn't hesitate. He decisively took out the lock-picking tool he always carried with him from his pocket, and with a whoosh, he opened the door.

The door opened like this.

The all-too-familiar scene was right before my eyes.

"It's so unreal," Ding Ze chuckled to himself, then stepped inside and closed the door behind him.

Entered the house.

Ding Ze started to stroll around.

Tell the truth.

Having watched the TV series "Dexter" many times, he was extremely familiar with everything in the room.

As he walked, he began to feel as if he were strolling around his own home.

really interesting.

Wandered around.

Ding Ze walked to the heart of the house, in front of the wall-mounted air conditioner in the living room. He then reached out, removed the air conditioner casing, and took out the dark red wooden box that Dexter had hidden inside.

The wooden box was also a bit heavy.

Holding the wooden box, Ding Ze sat on the sofa, gently placed the box on the coffee table, and then opened it.

Open it and take a look.

There were already dozens of blood fragments inside.

A bloodstain represents a dead person.

There were dozens of people.

“What a heinous criminal,” Ding Ze joked with a laugh. Then, after glancing at the bloodstains again, he got up, went to Dexter’s desk, found a pen and paper, and wrote: Let’s be friends. Call me, xxxx.

After writing the note, Ding Ze put it into the wooden box containing the blood tablets, then put the box back into the air conditioner, closed the air conditioner lid, and left.

We arrived in the corridor.

This apartment building is right by the sea, literally right on the beach.

Standing on the corridor and looking into the distance, the scenery is indeed quite beautiful.

Ding Ze looked around quietly for a while, but didn't have any intention of buying an apartment here.

There is no other reason.

Dexter is a genuine psychopath.

While it's possible to get to know each other and have some fun, living so close together wouldn't be appropriate.

After all, who knows when Dexter might see him as a threat and want to fight him to the death?

He really didn't want to kill Dexter.

Miami would be so boring without Dexter.

Ding Ze thought to himself, then lifted his foot and left, continuing his stroll.

Chapter 97 Charity Gala, Janet

The charity gala was held on the "Romantic Supreme" yacht, a top-of-the-line vessel costing over 100 million US dollars.

Six p.m.

The dock where the yacht "Romantic Supreme" was moored had been decorated in unparalleled luxury, with a large number of red carpets laid out on the ground, and lanterns and decorations on both sides of the carpets.

Ding Ze arrived at his destination in a Rolls-Royce.

As soon as the car came to a stop, a waiter in a suit stepped forward and helped open the car door.

Ding Ze got out of the car with Mickey and saw this scene, as well as those well-dressed men and women, and couldn't help but laugh.

Hypocritical rich people.

Compassionate and kind.

Is this how charity is done?

This guy is just showing off how rich he is.

"Let's go, have some fun tonight," Ding Ze muttered silently, then called to Mickey, "Play however you want. I still say the same thing: the point of life is to be happy. Whether you're gay or not doesn't matter, just be happy."

Mickey: "╮(╯▽╰)╭, Boss, please shut up."

Ding Ze smiled.

The two walked on the red carpet toward the reception desk not far away.

At this moment, Ding Ze spotted Janet Martin standing by the reception desk, dressed in a fiery red dress with a shapely figure.

Janet Martin is greeting a couple with a wide, charming smile.

A woman like that, who also loves to have fun, is honestly quite something.

Ding Ze curled the corners of his lips and walked straight over.

When they reached the receptionist next to Janet Martin, Ding Ze handed her the invitation.

"Mr. Smith, welcome to our charity dinner," the receptionist said to Ding Ze with a smile after quickly checking the guest list.

Ding Ze nodded and walked forward.

“Welcome, Mr. Smith,” Janet Martin greeted Ding Ze with a warm smile and extended her hand, even though it was their first time meeting.

“I just arrived in Miami and came to join in the fun. I hope you don’t mind, Miss Janet,” Ding Ze said, extending his hand to shake Janet’s hand. Then, as he let go, he subtly tickled Janet’s palm with his index finger.

Janet sensed this, and immediately her smile became even more alluring. "How could that be? As long as Mr. Smith brings his checkbook, he is a distinguished guest of this charity gala."

Janet's tone became noticeably more flamboyant when she said this.

'This woman is really something,' Ding Ze laughed. 'No problem, no problem, see you later.'

"see you later."

Ding Ze didn't linger any longer and led Mickey toward the yacht.

Mickey, having taken a few steps away from Janet and clearly seen what had just happened, couldn't help but ask curiously in a low voice, "Boss, did you come for that old woman?"

“Haha, an old woman,” Ding Ze chuckled. “You don’t know anything. Young women of this age are the most fun. You’ll understand when you’re a little older… Oh, no, you won’t understand. Never mind, never mind.”

Mickey: "....."

Mickey was speechless and rolled his eyes at Ding Ze.

The two quickly boarded the yacht.

As soon as I stepped onto the yacht, a young and beautiful waitress immediately handed me two glasses of champagne.

Ding Ze and Mickey accepted the champagne and walked towards the deck.

There were already quite a few people on the deck.

These people were chatting and joking around in small groups, or trying to build relationships, creating quite a lively scene.

Ding Ze silently looked around. Thanks to the investigation conducted by Abruzzi's men over the past period, he recognized some of the people and knew that they were all wealthy people in Miami.

'Thinking about it this way, if we tied all these people up, the money would just flow in like crazy.'

Ding Ze thought to himself, seemingly out of nowhere.

Of course, just thinking about it.

Tying up one or two of them occasionally isn't a problem, but if you were to capture them all at once, Mayor Brady would definitely fight him like a mad dog, at any cost.

After all, these people are Miami's capital.

Ding Ze shook his head slightly, walked to the railing, and waited for the yacht to set sail.

-

The unfamiliar faces of Ding Ze and Mickey naturally attracted the attention of some people.

Then, considering that this charity gala is not something that ordinary people can attend.

Before long, a middle-aged man who had come here mainly to build connections approached Ding Ze and said with a smile, "Hello, you look a bit unfamiliar. Is this your first time attending a banquet like this?"

Ding Ze nodded, "Yes, I just arrived in Miami not long ago."