"Hey, Boris, are you talking about that George Mancini? New York's richest man?" James suddenly popped up from behind them, asking excitedly.
Boris looked at the dark face before him, the excitement in the man's eyes, and suddenly felt an urge to draw his gun.
"Mr. James, don't go around spreading this! The repercussions would be huge!"
"Of course! All my friends know I'm always tight-lipped!"
"I hope so!"
After giving James a deep look, Boris directly excused himself from Chu Feng and returned to the crime scene.
On the way back in the car, James asked, "BOSS, do Exorcists have some secret method to locate people?"
Looking at James's clumsy attempt at subtlety, Chu Feng found it rather amusing.
"What if they do, and what if they don't?"
"BOSS, if you can find Mr. Mancini's son, we're going to strike it rich!"
Speaking of getting rich, James's dark face lit up with excitement. "Mr. Mancini is New York's richest man! He donates millions of US dollars to the New York Police Department every year. Otherwise, why would the NYPD be so anxious to find Mr. Mancini's son?"
After listening to James, Chu Feng, who knew better than to offer unsolicited help in such delicate matters, shook his head.
James seemed completely consumed by the thought of money, Chu Feng mused. The child had only been missing for a short while; rushing in now, claiming he could find him, could easily lead to trouble.
"Alright, just focus on driving! Don't think about such pointless things."
After saying that, Chu Feng leaned back in his seat and closed his eyes.
Two hours later, Chu Feng's Wrangler finally arrived back at his villa.
"James, here. This is your commission for this job."
After getting out of the car, Chu Feng flipped his right hand, and a stack of US dollars from his Storage Space appeared.
"Thank you, BOSS!" Although James kept thanking him, his eyes intently followed Chu Feng's right hand.
"Alright, if there's nothing else, you can head back. Keep working hard for your future, and try to land a few more big jobs."
Adopting the encouraging expression of a company leader from his past life, Chu Feng offered James some words of encouragement before entering the villa.
In a good mood, Chu Feng went upstairs. As the sound of James's taxi faded in the distance, he began his lunch.
More than ten minutes later, after a hearty meal, Chu Feng turned on his computer.
Looking at the thank-you post from Mark's family on his social media account, Chu Feng felt quite moved. After killing so many Bizarre in America, this was the first time someone had actually thanked him on social media!
"Hmm, it seems I'm doing pretty well. Maybe I can raise my rates a bit?"
After pondering for a while, Chu Feng still felt it wasn't appropriate to change prices so quickly. He decided instead to slightly increase the price when confirming the final quote on-site in the future.
「At that moment,」
Inside the New York Police Department, Boris and Sara had returned. Boris was standing in the Chief's office, giving his report.
"Boris, are you sure everything you've said is true?"
"Certain, Sir! You can verify it with Mr. Tito Frey!" (Tito Frey was the elderly Caucasian man from the villa.)
The current chief of the New York Police Department, Sabio Bol, touched his smooth, bald head and waved his hand impatiently. "The matter with the Evil Spirit isn't important, Boris. Besides, it's already been killed by the Exorcist!"
"Right now, I just need the Exorcist's phone number. I hope you can tell me you have Chu's phone number!"
Meeting Chief Bol's stern gaze, Boris silently took out the business card Chu Feng had given him. "Sir, there's something I think you should know. Chu's asking price is very high. If we can't offer him a satisfactory reward, I doubt he'll lift a finger!"
While jotting down Chu Feng's phone number, Chief Bol said without looking up, "You don't need to remind me of that. If it weren't for his high asking price, I think every Exorcist in America would be causing him trouble!"
As he said this, his voice faltered for a moment. "Besides, we might not even need him!"
Immediately after saying this, Chief Bol hustled Boris out of the office.
「Half an hour later,」
An unexpected call came through on Chu Feng's cell phone.
"Hey, dear Chu, do you remember me?"
Upon hearing the seductive voice from the phone, Chu Feng was startled for a moment.
"Tatyana, why is it you?"
"What, have you forgotten me so soon? That truly saddens me!"
Listening to Tatyana's feigned pout on the other end, Chu Feng was at a loss for words. Had their relationship really been nothing more than that one kiss?
Knowing full well that the current head of the Valenta family wouldn't call him without reason, Chu Feng said, "Tatyana, let's get down to business!"
On the other end of the phone, Tatyana rolled her eyes. "Fine! You're no fun! Whenever you're free, stop by my place. Someone wants to meet you!"
"Can you tell me who it is?"
"You'll find out when you get here. Anyway, it's good news!"
After saying that, Tatyana hung up the call.
Chu Feng stared at the disconnected call on his phone, puzzled. "Good news?" he wondered. "Could it be someone offering me money?"
Intrigued by Tatyana's words, Chu Feng decided to visit Valenta Manor first thing the next morning.
「Meanwhile,」
Inside Tatyana's bedroom.
"I didn't expect him to gain The Holy See's approval in such a short time. It really is surprising!" Tatyana muttered to herself, looking out at the blue sky.
"Madam, it seems that recommending Chu to The Holy See was the right decision!" Butler Martin said softly from beside her.
"I didn't expect his strength to increase so quickly either; it actually made us seem somewhat Passive. I was originally planning to offer timely aid when he encountered difficulties, but now it looks like that plan has fallen through!" Tatyana's tone carried a hint of regret.
"Madam, our plans have all been disrupted. What should we do now?"
"What to do? Let me think... Right now, it seems he lacks nothing, which really complicates matters!" Tatyana frowned, sitting on the edge of her bed, deep in thought.
She agonized for a long time but still had no ideas.
"Forget it, we'll just have to play it by ear! Daisel, keep a close watch on Chu's movements from now on. If there's truly no other way, I'll have to resort to my last measure!"
As if having made a decision, Tatyana took a deep breath and instructed Butler Martin.
"But Madam, Chu has never sought American citizenship. I believe he will eventually return to the East. If you do that, I'm afraid..." Butler Martin looked uneasy.
Tatyana turned to gaze at her father's portrait on the wall, her voice filled with determination. "Daisel, for the survival of our family, this is a sacrifice I must make! Besides, no one knows what the future holds!"