Steampunk Era: Mad Abield

Driving his own small electric motorcycle, Marley turned on the signal light and entered the off-ramp from the elevated highway, and from here, there was a straight-line distance of 800 meters to enter the warehouse area, a distance that, in practical terms, should be multiplied by three.

But after all, it was still very close.

The little rascal in the back seat was boasting to his friends about what big mission he was going to carry out tonight... Kids are really nice, not having to face the hardships of life directly.

However, Marley also understood that in another two years, whether or not he actually discovers something, he cannot continue in the Dead Eye group.

Mark... no, Mars is becoming increasingly difficult to discipline, and as a father, he doesn’t want his son to end up in jail after completing the mission.

The kid doesn’t understand why his father has to be a gangster; he simply naively wants to be a person just like his father.

This is not acceptable, he doesn’t understand that his father, his grandfather, his family lineage up to twenty generations, are all police officers.

I am a police officer, whoever knows it might just be a movie line copied from a medieval novel, but Mars doesn’t know that these words actually reflect his father’s true feelings.

When meeting the old man again this time, it’s time to tell him to end the undercover work.