But this time the stakes are too high, Zheng Lagong and Zhou Tiansheng have fallen out."

Michael Jett said, "Anyway, the immediate priority is to find Zheng Lagong. Part of that money belongs to Fortbauer, we can't let that bastard squander it all."

Luke reached out and bumped fists with him, "Fully agree."

Michael Jett smiled, "Want to grab a drink tonight? My treat."

"Another day, I have plans today."

...

8 PM.

Suburbs of New York.

Luke and his father drove to his grandfather's house.

As soon as the father and son stepped out of the car, Aunt Yao Xin warmly greeted them, "Brother, Luke, you're here, come on in."

"Sis-in-law."

"Auntie, where's Uncle?"

"He's busy in the kitchen, preparing his signature dishes."

Because of Will's matter, Li Zhaonian and his wife had lost the spirit of celebrating New Year, and didn't make many dishes.

"I'll have a treat today then." Luke replied with a smile, opening the trunk to unload things.

Inside the house, Li Zhaonian was busy in the kitchen, with Will assisting on the side, and Luke's grandmother, who couldn't sit idle, was sitting at the dining table picking vegetables.

Luke greeted everyone.

The old man was sitting in the living room drinking tea, waving, "Come and sit.

Let's chat for a while."

Luke thought that since arriving in New York, he'd been occupied with nonsense and hadn't really spent time with his grandparents.

Luke picked up the teapot and poured his grandfather a cup of tea, "Grandpa, I brought you a case of Wuliangye when I came today,"

"No need, we've got liquor at home."

"Keep it for yourself, it won't spoil."

The old man chuckled, "Alright, let's store it and open it when you get married."

"No need for that, drink it whenever you want. I'll buy more for you later."

The grandfather and grandson chatted while drinking tea, talking about Los Angeles.

"I went to Los Angeles when I was young, it's really nice over there. Your maternal grandfather even invited us over for drinks, it's been over ten years now." The old man showed a look of nostalgia,

"How's your maternal grandfather now? Is he in good health?"

"He's doing well.

After some time, you can go to Los Angeles to visit.

I'll cover the expenses."

"Kid, don't talk big, I'll take it seriously, don't regret when the time comes."

Luke laughed, "Feel free to come, I've got plenty of money."

Dinner was ready, and everyone gathered around the dining table.

The old man brought out his treasured Maotai liquor, saying, "Didn't drink heartily on New Year's Eve, this year let's have a good few drinks.

Will, you can't mess around like before anymore, learn more from your cousin."

"I got it, Grandpa." Will raised his glass and stood up, "Cousin, I toast to you. Thanks for helping me out during this time."

Luke also raised his glass, smiled, "No need to be formal with me.

Bottoms up."

Li Zhaonian laughed, "Enjoy the dishes, enjoy, claypot stewed goose, red braised lamb, spicy hot pot pork intestines, all my specialties."

Luke picked up a piece of goose meat, which Northerners eat more often, and indeed it was tasty. Compared to chicken meat, it's firmer, not dry, similar to the texture of chicken thigh meat.

The red braised lamb and spicy hot pot pork intestines were also delicious, perfect for pairing with wine or rice.

After dinner, Luke helped clean up the tableware, and Yao Xin was in charge of washing.

Once Luke finished tidying up, he found his grandparents had already returned to their room.

Only Li Zhaofeng, Li Zhaonian, and Will were left in the living room.

Luke felt like something was up.

Sure enough, seeing Luke come out of the dining room, Li Zhaonian stood up, greeting, "Luke, come over, there's something I need to discuss with you."

Luke walked to the living room, sat beside his father Li Zhaofeng, "Uncle, what's the matter?"

"It's about your cousin." Li Zhaonian glanced at Will, "You better tell it yourself. Since your uncle and cousin are here, we should discuss it together."

Will looked a bit troubled, "Dad, I've already said... this matter is hard to discuss... it needs confidentiality."

Li Zhaonian's face dropped, "This is no outsider.

If you think you need to keep it from all of us, then you're not treating us as family.

You can go wherever you want, I won't stop you this time."

Yao Xin heard the tone wasn't right and quickly soothed, "Zhaonian, can't you speak nicely?

Will, your uncle and cousin aren't outsiders, if you don't even trust them, then who can you trust?"

"It's not that I don't trust them." Will sighed, helplessly, "Alright, I'll say it.

A few days ago, I joined the Flying Dragon Gang."

Li Zhaofeng's face immediately changed, "Will, why did you join a gang?

Was it... because those He Sheng Hall guys dined and dashed at the restaurant?"

"Yes, that's partly the reason, but not entirely." Will scratched his head with his right hand, a bit annoyed, "I was really mad that night, I thought a lot. Why do they dare to bully us?

Why do they dare to eat and dash in the restaurant?

Because we're not strong enough, we don't have guns."

Li Zhaofeng looked disapproving, "You still shouldn't join another gang, He Sheng Hall are no good people, Flying Dragon Gang's the same.

And once you join a gang, getting out is difficult."

Will explained, "I know.

I didn't truly join the gang, at least that's not my intention.

I went to the 62nd precinct, a brother of one of my classmates works there, and I wanted to join the police department.

I found out that joining the police isn't as easy as it sounds.

Generally, there are two ways, the first way is to go to police academy at one's own expense, the tuition and police equipment are all out of pocket, the tuition alone costs over five thousand US dollars, plus police equipment and training uniform at least another two thousand US dollars.

That's quite expensive for me.

The training period is about 8 months, after graduation, there's no guarantee of being hired by the precinct, you have to submit a resume to the precinct, if they're willing to hire, then you have to attend the police academy again, where they train you according to their methods to work at the 62nd precinct, that's too hard for me.

I can't guarantee I'll pass the training, and I don't dare to guarantee I'll be hired by the precinct.

The second way is to pass their department's selection test, then you can go directly into their academy for training, and after graduating, you work directly at the 62nd precinct.

So, I chose the second way, but I need to pass the 62nd precinct's test."

Luke asked, "Why do you have to join the 62nd precinct?"

Will said, "The 62nd precinct is responsible for the Chinatown area's public safety, if I can work at the 62nd precinct, no one would dare...

to cause trouble in the restaurant."

Li Zhaonian's eyes were slightly red, knowing his son's actions were for him and his wife.

Luke curiously asked, "What's the test?"

"Join the Flying Dragon Gang."

"The 62nd precinct wants you to go undercover?"

"Yes.

They know I'm a local in Chinatown, easy to gain Flying Dragon Gang's trust, and want me to gather some information."

"You've been tricked." Luke sighed, thinking his cousin was being really foolish.

Can anyone be a spy?

He's been misled hard.

Luke might become a police officer one day, or join Fortbauer, but one thing's certain, he'll never go undercover.

That's a line Luke set for himself.

Luke admires those who go undercover with gangs, but he can't do it himself.

He dares challenge a gang boss, willing to engage in gang battles, but doesn't want to be a spy.

It's too dangerous, too hated.

No one likes betrayal.

And any organization has zero tolerance for such behavior.