North American Detective: I am Proficient in All Kinds of Gun Quick Draws Chapter 644 644: 357 Chapter: North America Detective2

"Anything is possible, depending on what you want," Amon said, tapping the cigar in his hand. "The faction I'm part of wants you to join us. If you do, they will use all their resources to promote your deeds in the United States and continuously spread your fa. When the right opportunity arises, you can run for election. You'll have a high probability of becoming the President of the United States. As long as you desire it, with our help, no one will be your opponent."

"The President of the United States?"

Dean scoffed dismissively. "Forget about it. This incident scared quite a bit. I don't have much desire for power, but I'm very interested in solving cases. If possible, I'd like to have law enforcent authority throughout the entire country. That way, I can travel around with my team and look into cases that interest ."

"Just that?" Amon thought he must have misheard.

Dean nodded. "Just that. I can join you, but I'm not interested in politics. My plan is to continue building my renown, and you help publicize it periodically. Later on, I can endorse the candidates you choose in return. So of my business ventures will require your assistance. Of course, this will be mutual, and I will offer so shares in return."

Amon's eyes, starkly pale against his dark face, fixed unwaveringly on Dean for several monts before he finally nodded. "Even though this seems like a waste of your opportunity, it will reduce the obstacles to my own advancent. Dean, no matter what happens in the future, I will be your ally!"

Dean acknowledged this with a noncommittal nod and changed the subject. "How is the situation with the Underground Research Institute progressing?"

He never held much expectation for promises. Only the aces in his own hands could provide him with the utmost sense of security—like the shell-stripped nuclear warhead currently lying in his Subspace.

Dean's question, however, stirred unpleasant mories for Amon.

His dark cheeks twitched. "That damned bastard deceived us! Beneath that 'Peace ssenger' was nothing but explosives and similar junk—no actual nuclear material. This has cost us a portion of the profits we were due."

In response to Dean's inquiring glance, Amon added, "We can't let this information get out; it would be even more embarrassing. So, we've suppressed the news. My focus, however, will likely shift to locating that 'Peace ssenger,' if it even exists."

This was a terribly unlucky situation. After all, who wants to find a fly nibbling at the fruit of victory just as they're about to savor it? It's utterly vexing. Nobody would be pleased.

After briefly discussing further arrangents, Amon adopted a serious expression and left the heavily guarded secure location.

「Half a month later.」

With the manipulation of public opinion, Dean's renown successfully transford into widespread fa. His family, forr colleagues, classmates, and even neighbors he had never spoken to were all effusively courted by the dia due to their connection with Dean. Catchphrases like 'The Headshot Detective' and claims of him being 'exceptionally potent in certain aspects' flew around, a mix of true and false gossip.

Niel, that clever young woman, playing on her status as Dean's fiancée, wept and covered her face during a high-ratings television interview. She lanted that she and Dean had planned to marry after the pharmaceutical company launched, but now... This Hollywood-style tragic drama, though cliché, was effective. Not only did it make countless n and won sympathize, but it also drew significant attention and anticipation to Niel's otherwise empty-shell company.

According to information Ms. Niel inadvertently revealed, the main product of the pharmaceutical company was supposedly an ancestral redy from Detective Dean's family, possessing miraculous effects in 'a certain area.' This was touted as the real reason behind Detective Dean's formidable prowess in that regard since his school days. Detective Dean, portrayed as a good man, hoped to use the pharmaceutical company to benefit n worldwide and accumulate blessings for his future children.

Instantly, countless n sent anonymous letters to the television station. These letters, often starting with phrases like, "I have a friend..." or "A colleague of mine..." or "One of my relatives...", implored the station to relay a ssage to Niel: the pharmaceutical company was the fruit of her love with Detective Dean, a legacy of his will. It absolutely could not fail; it must successfully carry on Detective Dean's mission to benefit n worldwide.

Besides the pharmaceutical company—which hadn't even opened yet but had already beco an instant hit—the United States' upper echelons had, in that half-month, also taken action. They worked to stabilize the negative impact from the live broadcast of the terrorist attack and establish a new distribution of interests. Although this was rely superficial stability, the deeper impact would require ti to gradually smooth over. As for the rewards for Amon, Dean, and others, although these had been decided upon long ago, official discussions about them began to take place in public.

「Another half a month later.」

During a live televised speech at the Federation-wide conference, the President, holding his speech notes, delivered the announcents: "...This has been a disaster. Fortunately, through the heroic efforts of our NSA mbers, greater harm was prevented. The even better news is that after the Federation's full-scale rescue efforts, our Federation hero, Detective Dean, has now been declared out of life-threatening danger.

"Los Angeles County awards Detective Dean the lifelong title of Honorary Citizen. The Los Angeles Police Departnt confers upon Detective Dean the lifelong title of Honorary Detective.

"Furthermore, all fifty states, one federal district, and 3,042 counties of the entire United States Federation are awarding Detective Dean the lifelong titles of Honorary Citizen and Honorary Detective.

"Simultaneously, the European Union, the United Nations..."

After reading the lengthy script, the President, who was nearing re-election, shrugged. He then said in a relaxed tone to the cara and the countless reporters below, "Perhaps we can now respectfully refer to our Federation hero, Detective Dean, as the 'North Arican Super Detective.' He will have law enforcent jurisdiction over cases throughout the Federation, fight against all evil, and will also beco the United States Federation's global emblem of justice and freedom..."

「The safe house.」

Amon dumped a large pile of docunts onto the desk in front of him. Beneath the desk, similar docunts lay scattered.

Amon said, "Well, my esteed 'North Arican Super Detective,' to be honest, I've never seen so many invitations. They're from major dia outlets, police departnts, criminal investigation units, and there are also many invitations from various nations asking you to give speeches. I feel like for the next few years, you won't have any ti for your own plans."

Amon felt his mouth go sour.

Alright, so he was now focusing all his energy on power and influence. But what man with a detective's background wouldn't envy such unprecedented 'Super Detective' treatnt?

For a very long ti to co, at least, the na and deeds of Dean Lee would be recounted in police investigations and counter-terrorism case studies worldwide.

Dean simply smiled and didn't say much.

He was starting to miss his family and Niel.

It was just as the saying goes: to achieve success and not return to one's hotown is like wearing embroidered silks while walking in the dead of night. Dean now intensely yearned to share his current achievents and joy with his family.