"Nick, why is it that every time I see you, it's always in such unpleasant circumstances?"

Sitting in the garden of his home in Chicago, the servants were taking advantage of the nice weather to prepare a barbecue on the lawn, and Adelaide was preparing fresh juice for him.

It is said that this is a secret recipe she learned from a certain duchess, and it has a very unique taste.

"Charlie, I have brought good news for you!" Seeing his performance this time, Nick was pleased with his growth.

No one wants their friend to be a butcher who pulls out a gun at the slightest disagreement.

"Good news? Finding the murderer is the best news for me." Killing a tiger without killing it has turned out to be harmful. Li Zitao is feeling uncomfortable now!

"Roosevelt came to see me before he came here. I would like to invite you to sit down and talk with Joseph." After Nick finished speaking, he took the cup and walked to the oven. The aroma of barbecue was already wafting there, and he was going to taste it.

"Peace talks?" Li Zitao sat there and thought.

"My dear, your secret juice." Adelaide came over with juice, interrupting his thoughts.

"Thank you." Li Zitao took a sip of the juice, looked up at her and asked, "Joseph wants to talk to me, what do you think?"

"Why not?" Adelaide sat down, looked at him and said, "You can't continue like this. Regardless of whether he did it or not, this matter should end here."

"Just forget it?" Li Zitao was a little reluctant, but he had no evidence, and it was impossible to send people to Kendi Manor, set up crane guns and sweep the entire manor to the ground.

If it were in Africa, he would be happy to do that.

"Do you want to continue?" Adelaide looked at him and asked.

"..." Who wants to be thought about by a gunman every day? There is something wrong with his head!

"Okay, I will talk to him, right in New York." Li Zitao said in a relaxed tone, and then he saw the white juice in the cup in his hand.

"It tastes good. Did you add yogurt?" There was a sour feeling in his mouth, which made him feel like he had an appetite.

"No, that is" Adelaide said mysteriously next to his ear.

"Pfft, man, where did it come from?" Li Zitao, who was drinking juice, spat it out on the spot. The amount of information was a bit too much.

"A very well-educated lady, her family has some problems and needs to earn some subsidies, and she only has one child."

Very good, very powerful, Li Zitao's three views were refreshed again.

"Hey, Charlie, Sasha, come and try it, it tastes great." Seeing the two of them talking and laughing, Nick stood by the oven and waved his arms.

…

West Africa, somewhere.

"Why are you returning to the United States? What are you going to do? Why don't you take me with you?" Lilith asked with a suspicious look on her face.

"Just dealing with some minor troubles. This is not what a lady should know. You should go on vacation with your lover. India is great."

Two months are enough for Hogan to become a qualified captain, and now his words are orders.

"Pay attention to safety, and remember your mission." Wang Dagou patted the car door, backed away and said, "Let's go."

"Let's go." Hearing Hogan's instructions, the car drove forward quickly. They would board the speedboat in the sea ahead, and then take the "downwind boat" back to the mainland.

"I think Hogan's suggestion is good. You can consider going to India for vacation. I will approve it." Seeing the car disappearing from sight, Wang Dagou patted the monk on the shoulder and walked towards the forest behind him with a smile.

"Monk, do you know what they are going to do?" Lilith's heart became more and more uneasy.

As a member of the Ghost Team, she was excluded from this mission, and the mission location was the native United States.

"I don't know, I just know that that's not what I should care about." He stepped forward and put his arm around her shoulders, and said in a relaxed tone: "What do you think of Hogan and the instructor's suggestions? Are you familiar with India?"

…

…

At night, after having an in-depth 'academic' exchange with his fiancée, Li Zitao came to the study alone, picked up the phone and dialed a certain number.

"Mike, I need the inhibin you mentioned, let Wang Kui do it in person." About 10 minutes later, Li Zitao hung up the phone and sat motionless in his chair.

Before you know it, dawn has arrived.

Click!

The study door was opened, and the cleaning maid was about to walk in with a bucket when she saw Li Zitao sitting in a chair in a daze.

"Sir, I'm sorry, I didn't know you were here. Chief Hogg didn't tell me." The maid was a little panicked when she saw this scene.

She didn't know if she would lose her job if she bumped into her owner. She still had children and a family to support.

"Don't worry, no one knows what happened to the injury on your face while I'm here?" Li Zitao, who was awakened, smiled and suddenly saw the bruises at the corners of her eyes.

"I bumped into it accidentally." The maid shrank back and bent down.

"I remember your name was Fiancis, right?" Li Zitao moved his buttocks to make himself more comfortable, "Come in and sit down, maybe you can have a chat with me."

Somewhat cautiously, she placed the bucket on the double-layered wooden stand at the door. The maid came to the table, half of her buttocks touching the chair, as if she would jump up at any moment.

"Is it an outsider or your husband?" Seeing the bruises that were obviously from blows, Li Zitao asked with a firm tone.

"Ugh, this is really terrible," Fiancés covered her face and sobbed softly as she talked about what happened to her.

In this era, chauvinism is very popular in Europe and the United States. In dozens of countries including Spain, Country F, Austria, and Canada, families have a conflict.

Domestic violence!

"If you don't even dare to hit your own wife and children, what kind of man are you?" Such a bizarre theory is actually a mainstream thought in this era.

He beat women and children, and even threw the children out of the second-floor window if they disagreed, even if he broke his arms and legs as a result.

The number of women dying due to domestic violence is increasing at a rate of 5% every year.

The United States is a diverse, multi-ethnic country of immigrants, filled with immigrants from all over the world.

Therefore, domestic violence is also an inevitable problem.

This is not an era when later generations of feminist movements were successful. Domestic violence at this time is the most common 'family dispute.'

The police will not intervene, or even come to the door, unless someone is killed.

And women, under this abnormal social situation and the threats and intimidation of their husbands, can only choose to endure it silently.

They can only try to cater to their husbands' preferences, change their good and evil, preferences and values, and become what their husbands expect, in order to avoid suffering more beatings.
Chapter completed!