Bloodhand Black never thought that he would one day become a 'cop' to catch a 'fugitive'.
When he heard the officer tell him in prison, he thought the officer was teasing him.
It was not until the officer had taken him to a room with a TV, that he saw the live broadcast of the Escape Program.
He laughed.
He laughed like crazy.
He was so excited that he smashed the television set in front of the officer.
He was the definition of a psychopath.
Bloodhand Black followed Peter at a safe distance.
He enjoyed tailing his prey and observing them like they were just food waiting to be caught.
As for the fact that he had gotten his partner's ex-girlfriend's address through means of threats and coercion, he pushed it aside as he had better prey to focus on now.
Although he had been stuck in prison for the last four years without any feminine touch whatsoever, he resisted it.
Black was not a fool. Instead, he was a psychopath with a very high IQ.
He knew that if he captured Peter, he would be able to regain his freedom. Although he could not live in the United States, it would still be much better than prison.
The police department had promised that if the four felons caught Peter, they would be able to gain their freedom. However, the condition was that they can not stay in the United States ever again.
The police department did not care where the prisoners went if they got their freedom. They could go to Europe, Asia, Latin America, or even Africa, as long as they did not return to the United States.
An hour later, Peter arrived at a clothing store.
This was a clothing store that sold branded clothes, each purchase costs several thousand dollars.
When Peter was a doctor, he had come here a few times and was very familiar with this store's style.
"Ma'am, please show me your membership card."
Peter entered the clothing store and saw a sales assistant serving a lady.
He casually picked out a few jackets and pants.
Then, Peter walked into a fitting room and took off the price tags on the jacket and pants.
After doing all this, Peter walked out of the fitting room and went straight to the service desk.
"Hello, help me return these three jackets and pants."
The waitress at the service desk saw that the jacket and pants that Peter took out didn't have labels, so she said tactfully, "Sir, I can't return jackets and pants without labels. This is the rule of the store."
"Why can't I return it? I haven't worn it once and it's still new."
"No, sir. Without a label, it will affect our second sale. I'm really sorry, sir."
Peter did not make things difficult for the female employee. He raised his hand and made a helpless gesture. He turned around and walked out of the clothing store.
Back in the broadcast room, people were gasping at his actions.
"What did I just see? Peter took the clothes without spending a single cent?"
"Oh my god! This, this is too amazing!"
"The female staff thought that Peter was here to return the clothes. The truth is that Peter removed the labels and deceived the female staff."
"So this is the god! I should try it next time."
"Haha, you can't do it. You don't have the temperament of the god Peter. Even if you did it, you would be exposed on the spot."
The audience in the escape broadcast room was shocked by Peter's actions.
This kind of situation was beautiful in the eyes of the crew members.
Not far away, Bloodhand Black saw Peter walking out of the clothing store with the clothes.
He was surprised and wondered how had Peter managed to buy the clothes.
Although he had been in prison for four years, he knew that a luxury clothing store like this needed required membership for any purchases made.
This was a trick played by the merchants. They were charging for a membership to make their customers have a sense of superiority and status.
How was this possible?
Only someone with a membership card from this store was qualified to buy their goods.
Bloodhand Black narrowed his eyes and looked at Peter who was walking away.
There was something wrong with this guy.
He just couldn't figure out what the problem was.
Black raised his hand and looked at his watch. It had been more than an hour since Peter had knocked out the felon at the restaurant.
The stupid pig should have woken up by now.
He took out his phone and dialed a number.
"I'm very disappointed in all of you. You can't even do such a simple thing well.
"Don't make excuses. How could Peter be Superman? It's all because you underestimated your enemy.
"Hurry up and come to the location I told you. If you fail to capture him this time, I will take action. When the time comes, you will be captured and sent back to prison, where you will die of old age."
The Sky began to darken. Under the night sky, sirens sounded from time to time in New York City.
Peter had just walked into a five-star hotel, the grand hall had a floor that could be used as a mirror.
He pretended to be a guest as he walked slowly towards the front desk.
At this time, a young man in an expensive suit walked past Peter, talking on the phone as he walked.
"Dear, I'm on my way to the airport now. If nothing unexpected happens, I'll see you in two hours."
This was an elite businessman who was eager to return home. There was a virtuous and beautiful wife waiting for him on the warm bed at home.
Peter immediately turned around and followed the young businessman.
A moment later, Peter followed him out of the hotel door. The bellboy was carrying the young man's luggage to the taxi. The young man was holding his phone to comfort his wife as he sat in the back seat of the taxi.
Now!
Peter saw the young man half-step into the back seat of the taxi. The briefcase in his right hand was still outside the car, and a room card was on the outer pocket of the briefcase.
Seeing the opportunity, Peter quickly took the room card into his hand.
Then, he immediately turned and entered the hotel again.
After Peter entered the hotel lobby, he did not go to the front desk but went to the lounge area.
There was a free laptop for guests to use.
Peter turned on the computer and looked for today's flights that were delayed due to unavoidable reasons.
Huh?
A delta flight from New York to San Francisco was temporarily grounded due to bad weather in San Francisco.
He was so lucky!
Peter left the rest area with his room card in his hand and walked straight to the hotel's reception.
"Hello, Sir, how can I help you?"
The beautiful female receptionist gave Peter a professional smile.
"It's like this. I originally planned to check out and fly to San Francisco to meet my wife, but due to the weather conditions in San Francisco, the flights to San Francisco have been canceled. That's why I have to stay here tonight."
Peter took out his room card and placed it on the front desk.
The female receptionist took the room card and checked it on the computer, then showed a sympathetic expression to Peter.
"Mr. Cole, I'm sorry for your loss. I just checked that the flight to San Francisco is indeed grounded. According to your membership level, you can stay in a high-class business room for free this year."
Peter took back the room card with a smile and nodded at the hotel receptionist as he walked towards the lift.
"I hope you enjoy your stay in the hotel tonight!" said the receptionist.