"...This is Channel 5's morning news. The police have just issued a notice to assist in the investigation. At around 1 a.m., an Asian man attacked a police patrol car on Thirteenth Street, causing serious injuries to two patrol officers. If you find this man, please call immediately.

emergency call."

A full-body image of a person appeared on the LCD TV hanging in the fast food chain restaurant.

Roger looked carefully and saw that the image was probably taken from a surveillance video. It was not clear, at least the face was a little blurry.

The quality of surveillance equipment on old American roads is very poor.

A wanted notice was posted on TV, but Roger sat motionless. The photo was too blurry, and he had changed his clothes, so no one would be able to recognize him.

Just like most Chinese people have prosopagnosia towards white people, Americans also have varying degrees of prosopagnosia towards Asians.

In the eyes of old Americans, the truly recognizable Asians have small eyes, flat noses, big mouths, thick lips, and a face full of freckles.

A handsome, masculine man like him with thick eyebrows and big eyes is inconspicuous in the eyes of old Americans.

Roger went to buy another breakfast and had already finished two burgers and one fries. No police came.

After a while, another joint investigation notice was published on the news. Strangely, the notice did not mention prison matters at all.

Maybe the police didn't connect the two at all, or maybe the Skull and Bones Society didn't want to resolve it through official channels.

Originally planning to leave after breakfast in order to rush to Los Angeles, Roger suddenly remembered something he had overlooked and took out his phone to start scrolling again.

An organization like the Skull and Bones Society seems to be quite large, and it can penetrate the military and judicial system. There should be some traces of it, right?

Unexpectedly, there is actually relevant information on the Internet.

Information on the Internet shows that the Skull and Bones Society was founded in the early 19th century by a student at Yale University. It is a secret society-type organization and regards skulls as objects of worship.

This information should be more or less true. Anna Long-Legs said that the black skull is a sacred object.

Of course, there is still more information that cannot be distinguished between true and false.

After reading a lot of information on the Internet, Roger concluded two aspects.

First, this organization has extremely mysterious membership rules.

Another point is the organization’s daunting membership list. Information on the Internet shows that Skull and Bones has produced three presidents, two Supreme Court justices, and numerous members of Congress and senior cabinet officials.

According to reports online, members of the Skull and Bones organization are probably all over the White House, Congress, Cabinet, the Supreme Court and the CIA.

Of course Roger would not believe it all, but based on the information he had, the Skull and Bones Society had indeed infiltrated some government organizations in the United States.

What if these are true? Then things will be interesting and exciting.

Think about it, when the evil spirit becomes stronger and stronger, the devil invades from all directions, and as a result, many senior officials in the old American government are the devil's lackeys...

It's simply not too exciting.

What if by chance there are a few more people who control the nuclear sector? Roger shuddered.

It is said that the nuclear weapons stockpile of the United States alone seems to be able to destroy the earth?

As soon as this idea came up, Roger rejected it again. Devils came to the human world because there are factors that allow them to evolve rapidly and become stronger. The destruction of human beings would not be in line with the devil's interests.

Without benefits, the devil would foolishly come to the human world?

Roger turned off his cell phone. These matters were beyond his control. Do you want him to go to the government department and say something about being careful about the Skull and Bones Society?

Looking at his left hand, he still couldn't figure out his own messy situation, so how could he care about others.

If there really is a problem with the administrative agencies of the United States, maybe Clark Kent will descend from the sky and organize a Justice League.

"People like me," Roger walked out of the 24-hour mall, "are more suitable for the Injustice League."

Sacrificing yourself to save people and the world requires great moral character. You still need to cultivate it. Maybe you can cultivate it in seventy or eighty years.

When I got to the roadside, I found out the address of the Gagosian Gallery, opened my wallet and looked at it. I still had a few hundred dollars, which could last for a few days, so I called a taxi.

While waiting for the bus, Roger took a closer look. This was a business district, the security was pretty good, and no violent incidents were seen.

Not long after, a taxi drove over. Roger got in and said to the driver: "Go to Beverly Hills."

The driver was a short Mexican who talked a lot. He got on the highway, looked at Roger through the rearview mirror, and asked, "What are you doing in Beverly? Interviewing? To be an actor?"

Roger didn't really want to speak, so he responded casually: "Yes."

"Really?" The driver was a little excited and said, "I am also an actor...ah, my second career is an actor."

"Yeah." Roger really wasn't in the mood to chat.

I don’t know much about actors or anything like that, but I have heard of some domestic ones, such as Grandma Rong’s whore-detecting needle.

The driver said a few words, but seeing that Roger had no intention of chatting, he shut up.

There was a big traffic jam on the road, and it was already past noon when we arrived in Beverly Hills.

Roger paid the fare, got out of the car, checked the map, and found the Gagosian Gallery without much effort. Since the art exhibition was going on, and Beverly Hills was a typical wealthy area, a large number of police officers gathered here.

I stood outside and watched for a while. The art exhibition had extremely strict security checks, and ID documents were required to enter.

Now he was a veritable gangster, and Roger didn't stupidly try to get in there.

There are too many police officers here. Once you attract attention, even if you can escape, it will be quite troublesome.

Roger confirmed through the large advertising poster outside the gallery that "Self-Portrait with Ear Cut Off" was on display.

It's better to sneak in at night and take a look.

Without the police noticing, Roger left the vicinity of the gallery.

There were many police cars patrolling the rich area, so it was not very suitable to wander around. He found a small park and wandered around in the park like an ordinary person taking a walk.

The park has lush vegetation, few people, and is quite clean.

In order to avoid trouble, Roger specially chose a place with few people. He came to a bench in front of a forest and sat down on a bench. Before he took out his mobile phone, the wind blew over, carrying a strange smell.

The smell is not strong, a bit like rotten eggs, and is difficult to detect unless you have smelled it once.

Roger stood up because the smell was so similar to the purple-black liquid that Cecilia spurted.

Is there a devil?

Following the smell, he turned his head and looked back. Behind him was a forest.

According to the information left by the hero's soul and the statement of the painter Leonardo da Vinci, devils cannot enter the human world in large numbers until the devil's energy reaches a certain concentration.

Occasionally, a fish slips through the net, but it is not impossible.

Thinking of the devil, Roger subconsciously licked his lips and swallowed five devil souls without even tasting it!

I ran out of prison and rushed to Los Angeles. Isn't one of my goals to find more devils? Only with devils can there be devil souls, and only with devil souls can we generate electricity.

Roger got into the woods without hesitation and cautiously.

As soon as we entered the woods, the smell gradually became stronger. After walking for a while, we soon made a discovery.

There was a man sitting under a thick palm tree in front of him.
Chapter completed!