Chapter 79: I Consider Myself a Good Person
"Uncle, did you notice? Most of the Police are chasing us!" Mikayla said helplessly, looking at the continuous stream of Police cars behind her.
"Who knows?" Mo Fei took a deep breath. "Maybe their brains got caught in a door!"
Victoria suggested another race, and Mo Fei readily agreed. After all, she wanted to give him money, and it would be impolite of him not to accept it!
The rules were the same as before: four people race, one winner, and the winner takes all.
But they didn't expect the Police sirens to blare halfway through the race, and everyone on the road started to flee.
However, nearly half of the Police cars were following Mo Fei and Mikayla.
"Uncle, I know a hidden shortcut. Follow me, we'll go that way, and we'll definitely escape."
"Alright!"
Mo Fei followed Mikayla onto a small road.
But Mo Fei felt it was useless. Most of the Police cars coming to encircle them probably wasn't a coincidence.
If he guessed correctly, this should be the work of those idiots from the Federal Bureau of Investigation.
If it really was the Federal Bureau of Investigation's doing, how could they miss a small road that could allow them to escape? It was probably already blocked.
Mo Fei guessed correctly. They had only gone halfway when he and Mikayla saw layers of roadblocks in the middle of the road, and Police officers with guns ordered them to get out of the car.
With the way these bastards operate, if you don't do as they say, they really will shoot.
"Hands up!" is a common catchphrase of U.S. Police. People must immediately put their hands on their heads and remain motionless, otherwise they may face violent enforcement and be shot dead by the Police. This is a terrifying U.S. "Police culture shock."
Every year, many people are mistakenly killed by the Police in the U.S. According to incomplete statistics, the number of civilians killed by the Police each year is around 400.
Under such a dense encirclement of Police with loaded guns, even though Mo Fei was already very formidable at this time, if he resisted... he would likely end up being shot to death by a barrage of bullets.
However, Mo Fei had his bumblebee between his legs, so he wasn't without the ability to fight back, but Mo Fei thought, it's just a street race, he could just pay bail and get out, why play such a big game with them?
If he really wiped out all the Police and the Federal Bureau of Investigation here, he would probably have no place to hide except by fleeing to Russia.
The beautiful World would be completely cut off from him.
Even someone as bold as the lunatic Deadpool has to run when the Police arrive, not out of fear, but purely to avoid trouble!
Mo Fei and Mikayla got out of the car and surrendered.
He was still holding his phone, intending to send a message to Mindy, but damn it, his phone was immediately confiscated.
"Damn Federal Bureau of Investigation, don't let me get powerful one day, or I'll kill you all!" Mo Fei grumbled inwardly.
But Mo Fei didn't know that the Federal Bureau of Investigation had no intention of waiting for his revenge... It could only be said that Mo Fei still retained the lifestyle of his previous life in the Rabbit Country; even though he had already killed people and seen blood, that way of thinking hadn't yet changed... So what if his phone was taken away?
Mo Fei sneered inwardly. The Federal Bureau of Investigation had its plans, but he also had his own way around them. He had a spatial ring in his hand.
So Mo Fei secretly took out a spare phone from his spatial ring and sent a message to Mindy.
When Mo Fei was escorted into the car, the leading Police officer took off his bulletproof helmet, revealing himself to be Supervisor Rhode.
He sighed. If Mo Fei had resisted fiercely, it would have confirmed his identity as Braga, and they could have legitimately killed him, solving everything perfectly, wouldn't it?
Even if the higher-ups wanted him alive, giving them a dead one would still count as completing the mission.
"I need to figure out how to fabricate evidence... What a headache!" Supervisor Rhode tapped his head.
Selfishness is human nature. Supervisor Rhode's thoughts fully exposed his Social Darwinist ideology.
His father died because he forcibly performed an unpracticed magic trick. The primary responsibility, of course, lay with his father himself, who gambled with his own life! The secondary responsibility lay with the person who sold the defective safe, but was it reasonable for him to blame the main responsibility on the magician Bradley, who exposed the trick, and even frame him for life imprisonment?
Exposing magicians is a normal profession. Bradley's actions were actually not legally or morally reprehensible. Simply because he was the main catalyst for Supervisor Rhode's father's death, Supervisor Rhode couldn't let it go, spending twenty years to set up such a scheme just to toy with someone... This is not the behavior of a mentally normal person!
Mo Fei and Mikayla were undoubtedly arrested and taken to the Federal Bureau of Investigation, where they were held in a bulletproof interrogation room.
"When I get out of here, I'm definitely going to write a book—'How Taxpayers' Money is Wasted by the Federal Bureau of Investigation.'" Mo Fei said very seriously, looking at the two Federal Bureau of Investigation Agents interrogating him from across the table, and holding up the two silver bracelets on his wrists.
"Name?"
"Your brains got caught in a door."
"Gender?"
"Your brains got caught in a door."
"Age?"
"Your brains got caught in a door."
"..."
"Kid, where do you think this is? This is the Federal Bureau of Investigation!" The male Federal Bureau of Investigation Agent sitting opposite Mo Fei slammed his pen hard on the table, angrily propped his hands on the corners of the table, leaned slightly forward, and stared sharply at Mo Fei. "I advise you to honestly confess your crimes. Perhaps I can plead with the judge for you, and you might get a lighter sentence."
Federal Bureau of Investigation!
The U.S. Federal Bureau of Investigation!
It is one of the World's most famous and important intelligence agencies in the United States, under the U.S. Department of Justice!
The Director of the Federal Bureau of Investigation is appointed by the President and approved by the Senate for a 10-year term. The first Director was J. Edgar Hoover.
There are about 30,000 Agents, and their capabilities are no less than those of the Central Intelligence Agency. The U.S. has over 400 local field offices, and there are also more than twenty overseas offices. The annual budget allocated to the Federal Bureau of Investigation is a substantial five to six billion U.S. dollars.
The headquarters has 10 functional departments led by Assistant Directors, responsible for identification, training, criminal investigation, technical services, and other work, and has established field offices in 59 cities nationwide and over 400 "local branches" subordinate to them.
There are also overseas offices in 22 countries around the World, carrying out tasks assigned by the headquarters.
Indeed, very impressive!
So Mo Fei looked up and glanced at him: "Your brains got caught in a door."
"..."
"Do you think we really can't do anything to you?" Agent Kevin tugged at his collar, untied his tie, threw it on the table, and angrily rolled up his sleeves.
Mo Fei sighed, "Although I smoke, race cars, fight, and chase girls! I still consider myself a good person, because I can sing, dance, play basketball, and rap... I just raced a car, what the hell do you want me to confess?!"