Chapter 019: High Alert

Less than five minutes after the incident, Katerina was driving past the street where it happened. Inside the car, two beautiful women, one big and one small, were looking around the streets with wide eyes for any trace of Cyrus Greene, just in time to see four or five police cars parked outside this Turkish kebab shop.

Seven or eight police officers shouted as they rushed into the store, followed by two unfortunate officers stripped down to their bare skin being carried out. These two unfortunate men were still handcuffed together, face-to-face, attached to a table - the image was too obscene to describe.

In Brooklyn, the black men entrenched there had always enjoyed seeing police officers in unfortunate situations. A large crowd of spectators gathered at the door of the kebab shop, all taking out their phones to capture this scene, and uploading it online within minutes.

Seeing the New York police in such an embarrassing state, the small assault on police officers immediately spread. Three minutes to spread across Brooklyn, ten minutes to cover New York, and after twenty minutes, CNN news had already begun tracking this breaking incident. After half an hour, Cyrus Greene's portrait had spread across the world.

"Looks like your friend is about to become famous," Katerina said after driving around the area without finding Cyrus Greene, but the news on her phone had already reported Cyrus Greene's exploits in detail. She not only saw reports of Cyrus Greene stripping the two police officers of their uniforms but also the video of Cyrus Greene killing the black man outside McDonald's, especially the moment when he turned around, avoided the attack, and immediately stabbed with his knife.

Seeing this instant lethal strike, everyone would be frightened by Cyrus Greene's agility and speed. Katerina was especially amazed!

As a mercenary, Katerina was extremely sensitive to killing and being killed. She naturally put herself in the position of resisting that counterattack, but the result startled her suddenly. Because she realized that even if she were in the position of robbing a black man, even if she were fully alert, she couldn't have defended against Cyrus Greene's move.

It was too fast, way too fast, so fast that there was no time to react! This guy had some skills; he didn't seem so weak after all.

"We need to find that guy; I'm becoming interested in him," Katerina, who was always known for her swift actions, felt threatened and challenged by Cyrus Greene's performance. She asked Angie, "Your friend is being hunted. Where do you think he might be hiding?"

"Umm...!" Angie tried hard to think back but ultimately could only shrug and say, "Victor doesn't seem to like going out much; he always stays at home."

"A shut-in?" Katerina looked at her phone screen, which repeatedly played the moment Cyrus Greene killed someone, and shook her head, saying, "No, no, no, your friend is not a shut-in. He's much more formidable than you imagine."

Angie also saw the moment Cyrus Greene killed, and even a fool could see that Cyrus Greene killed with extreme ease, his movements both fast and ruthless, lethal in one strike!

The little girl found it hard to accept this point. She looked at the video in confusion and said, "I never thought Victor would kill anyone; he promised me he would never harm anyone."

"Whatever the case, let's find him first." Katerina activated a police channel decoder on the car, listening to communications issued by the New York police while driving.

At this moment, Katerina and Angie weren't the only ones trying to find Cyrus Greene; in fact, the entire Brooklyn Police Department had been angered by him. New York criminals would deceive police, beat police, and shoot police, but no one had ever stolen police equipment and then stripped them of their clothes.

This behavior was like a resounding slap to the face of the New York Police Department, especially after the news media added fuel to the fire in their reporting, causing the police chief to be furious.

"Investigate this suspect, see who he's connected with. Order all patrol officers to take to the streets immediately; we must find that bastard. I authorize any officer who finds him to shoot him on sight. We cannot tolerate this kind of blatant defiance of police authority."

The police chief's orders spread throughout Brooklyn, mobilizing all police in the area. Especially in North Brooklyn, the area with the most chaotic public security, even riot squads appeared on the streets. These heavily armed police made street thugs tremble with fear.

The combat capability of the New York police ranked high throughout America. To suppress increasingly violent crimes, the police here were extremely fierce and domineering, even cold-blooded, and armed to the teeth.

Due to Cyrus Greene's extremely dangerous violent tendencies, the well-funded New York Police Department even dispatched five or six helicopters carrying fully armed special police, hovering at low altitude, ready to deliver a thunderous strike on Cyrus Greene at any moment.

"Where is this bastard? Go find him! I want to see his corpse, or see him standing in court crying and wailing."

The Brooklyn police chief even personally announced to the media, "No one can humiliate the police like this; we will make him pay the price. If anyone can provide information leading to his capture, we would be happy to offer a reward of fifty thousand dollars."

As they say, where there's a substantial reward, there will be brave men. The fifty-thousand-dollar reward made many people who saw the report quite tempted. Various bars, shops, markets, and even people on the streets began to pay attention to their surroundings, hoping to find that Asian kid worth fifty thousand dollars.

Cyrus Greene's identity was quickly investigated, and the media immediately published the information online. But the information about him was unbelievably simple—apart from his name and age, there was only a simple home address.

No parents, no education history, no relatives, no friends. Except for a registration for social welfare, all other identity information for Cyrus Greene was completely blank.

"This is a violent criminal with impulsive personality disorder. He may appear gentle and harmless normally, but he's actually like a ticking time bomb; you never know when he might harm you."

"The New York City Police Department reminds all citizens to be vigilant about this violent criminal. From our on-site investigation and evidence collection, he has terrifying killing skills and can cause victims to die instantly."

"This young man called Victor Hugo is likely a terrorist. He has probably received professional training and is hiding in New York City. We should be alert to possible attacks he might launch next. We hope the police can catch him as soon as possible."

As time passed, media reports became increasingly sensationalized. Although violent incidents occurred in New York every day, this criminal who committed consecutive crimes and displayed highly skilled killing techniques attracted the attention of New York citizens. Cyrus Greene's image in the minds of the general public was demonized.

Most puzzling was that as the New York Police Department mobilized more and more officers, with almost every intersection and street being blocked, Cyrus Greene still couldn't be caught. Everyone began to ask: where had this extremely terrifying violent suspect hidden?