Simultaneous travel: Not eating beef

Solving a crime involving a mutant is quite an achievement.

It's just that Bai Yu hasn't been with the company long enough; otherwise, he would have already been promoted.

Who said Americans don't value seniority? Look at them now, they do value seniority.

The end result is that they will be given a major credit, and when they have enough seniority, or when they have a credit that will inevitably lead to their promotion.

After shooting and killing the criminal, Bai Yu was granted a week of paid leave to adjust his mindset.

A week has passed in the blink of an eye.

That morning, Bai Yu received a new job assignment.

This time, instead of patrolling, they were sitting by a bridge waiting for police calls, ready to go out and support various locations or handle emergency calls.

Inside the police car, Bai Yu was chatting with an elderly detective.

The two complained to each other about the bizarre cases they had handled.

Of course, this veteran policeman had more experience, and Bai Yu mostly listened with a smile.

At nine o'clock in the morning, a cool sports car sped past the police car like a high-speed train traveling at full speed.

"Beep beep beep..."

The speed camera on top of the police car kept blaring an alarm.

The veteran detective cursed, "Fuck! Does this guy think he's flying a plane?"

"Buzz~!"

The engine roared to life, and Bai Yu immediately engaged first gear and launched into the air.

"How dare you speed in front of me." As he spoke, he floored the accelerator and kept shifting gears with his right hand.

New York police cars are equipped with high-performance features, even surpassing some sports cars. After all, without good power, they can't be on standby at all times to serve as model citizens.

"Shit shit shit!" The old detective was almost incoherent. The intense acceleration gave him an excellent riding experience. He gripped the top handle of the car door tightly and shouted, "Slow down! We can call for backup!"

"Support?" Bai Yu tilted his head and said, "No need, I will definitely bring him to justice."

The veteran detective's gaze froze for a moment, then he hurriedly pointed ahead, his voice trembling, and shouted, "Look...look...look at the road."

His voice trembled as he spoke; he was clearly terrified.

You can't help but be scared; I've never seen anyone who can floor the gas pedal and still have time to turn around and chat.

Bai Yu turned his head and gripped the steering wheel firmly with both hands to control the direction.

The speedometer pointer moved at a rapid pace, quickly reaching speeds of 150 mph and above.

Finally, the taillights of the red sports car ahead came into view.

"Don't even think about escaping." As they drew closer, Bai Yu picked up the megaphone: "You reckless idiots, stop right now!"

"I'll take over." The old detective quickly grabbed the megaphone so that Bai Yu could concentrate on driving.

It would have been better if they hadn't shouted; once they did, they sped up even faster.

"Yoho~!" Bai Yu yelled and quickly steered the steering wheel to avoid other vehicles, without letting up on the accelerator at all.

At this speed, the two cars quickly approached the busier area, where traffic was increasing and the sports car in front was forced to slow down.

He slowed down, but Bai Yu didn't, and the distance between them closed rapidly.

The two cars were parked side by side, and Bai Yu asked the veteran detective to roll down the window.

He took both hands off the steering wheel, grabbed the megaphone with one hand, and with the other, pulled a gun from his waist and pointed it at the red sports car. He shouted through the megaphone, "Stop the car immediately!"

Before he could finish speaking, the sports car slammed on the brakes.

Sure enough, I still had to draw my gun.

Bai Yu also stepped on the brakes to bring the situation to a smooth stop, but unexpectedly a red figure suddenly flashed past on the left.

"Fuck!" Bai Yu slammed the accelerator to the floor again, slammed his fist on the steering wheel, and cursed, "Fine! You dare to play tricks on this officer."

As the familiar push-back sensation came, the veteran detective dared not say anything more, quickly grabbed the handrail, and called for backup over the radio.

One hand was on the steering wheel, and the other hand was rolling down the window.

Inside the red sports car, the driver, a young man, chuckled as he watched the police car chasing after them in the rearview mirror, "That cop's a pro. I'll have to give him a good race..."

"boom!"

Before he could finish speaking, a loud crash interrupted his mutterings, and the car lost its balance. He only had time to instinctively grip the steering wheel tightly.

He shot out the tire, and watched helplessly as the red sports car swayed left and right, crashing into three other cars before breaking through the guardrail and leaving the lane. It finally came to a complete stop after hitting a large tree in the green belt.

Bai Yu slowly drove the car to the side of the green belt and stopped. He opened the car door, smiled, walked to the sports car, knocked on the window, and said, "Sir, parking is not allowed here. Parking here is illegal."

play with me?

They forced this police officer to kill and then to destroy his spirit.

The sound was so loud that Bai Yu was certain the people inside could hear it even with the car windows closed.

Although it looked very dangerous just now, given the configuration of this sports car, the people inside were definitely not injured.

"Squeak..."

The car window slowly rolled down, revealing a pained face. "You...you're insane, daring to shoot at my car."

"..." Upon seeing the man's face, Bai Yu was stunned for a moment before finally saying, "Tony Stark?"

"It's me! I'm going to have a serious talk with your boss!" Tony said, his face full of anger.

Who is he?

The most famous playboy in America, one of the representatives of capital in this capitalist country!

A lowly policeman not only raced against me, but he also dared to shoot at me.

Outrageous!

He swore that for a moment he really thought he was going to die.

How could I possibly die?

I haven't even spent all the money yet!

"Want to have a good talk with my boss?" Bai Yu turned around, glanced at the detective who was vomiting violently by the car door, then turned back and gave a friendly smile. "Turn off the engine, get out of the car, lie down on the ground, and put your hands behind your head."

Tony paused, then said incredulously, "Hey, you knew all along..."

"Turn off the engine, get out of the car, lie face down on the ground, and put your hands behind your head," Bai Yu repeated.

Tony's face flushed red as he roared, "Impossible!"

Upon hearing this, Bai Yu's expression changed. He pulled out his pistol and said coldly, "I'll repeat it one last time: turn off the engine, get out of the car, lie face down on the ground, and put your hands behind your head!"

"Crack!"

The sound of a pistol being cocked rang out.

"Are you serious?" A bead of cold sweat trickled down Tony's forehead.

The next moment, he was already lying down.

Bai Yu smiled again. "Hehe, that's more like it."

Kneeling down, Bai Yu chuckled as he handcuffed Tony, "Tony, you don't think you can do whatever you want just because you have some money, do you? Even though this is a capitalist country, and I'm a capitalist cop, I still feel..."

"Clap clap clap!"

The alternating current crackled, and a look of horror flashed in Tony's eyes.

"A weakling like you... a smart person still needs to be given an electric shock."

"Hehehe~." After a nightmarish laugh, Tony convulsed and fainted.

With another charge, Bai Yu was satisfied and took out his film camera.

Tony, don't blame me. I can't just turn down a weakness that's been handed to me.

Now or never.

Film cameras capture the beauty of life.