Put Away Your Divine Techniques Now! Chapter 1361 - 406: [Favor]_3

Chen Yan glanced at the guy, then slowly nodded, "Alright. I’ll get it for you now."

When Chen Yan made a move with his hand, the police officer noticeably stepped back half a step, his hand hanging by his side, not far from his gun.

However, seeing Chen Yan calm and not fumbling around, instead honestly searching for his documents, the cop smirked a little.

Chen Yan took out the ID and handed it slowly to the officer.

The officer took it and opened it for a look.

"Chandler Yang?"

"That’s me."

The cop looked at the photo on the ID, then at Chen Yan’s face.

Then, holding the license, he turned and walked away a few steps.

Chen Yan frowned.

This fake ID, while Uncle Wu mocked it, the guy wasn’t ordinary, with a sharp eye, it’s no surprise he could tell instantly.

But actually, the craftsmanship of this fake ID was quite decent.

The seller assured him that even if a cop took it, they wouldn’t see any issues.

The problem is...

This isn’t twenty years ago.

In the internet age, all a cop needs to do is radio the command center, report the license number, and a check through the police database can instantly expose its authenticity!

Although, generally speaking, many patrol officers in the United States tend to slack off, they often just skim the documents, unless they’re particularly meticulous or find you suspicious, then they’d radio to verify the ID number...

Luckily, it’s not Dragon Country, where police equipment in many places surpasses that of the United States.

At least Dragon Country police can use handheld devices to instantly verify the authenticity of documents through the network — such devices aren’t yet standard equipment for regular patrols in the United States.

Car-mounted partial equipment exists, but only partially.

Yet, at this moment, unbeknownst to Chen Yan, the cop actually walked off while clutching the ID and then prepared to reach for the radio.

He wants to verify my document number!

Chen Yan immediately sensed trouble.

He looked up at the policeman standing by the squad car, that guy though he hadn’t approached, was clearly on alert.

This is normal patrol pair tactics.

One goes up to inspect, the other stands guard at a safe distance, ready to react to any situation.

Two cops, two guns...

Chen Yan wasn’t afraid.

Even without spells, his nearly superhuman physique meant bullets wouldn’t break his skin.

At most, he’d need just seconds to knock out these two cops, whether or not to kill would depend solely on his mood when he strikes.

But...

If he makes a scene, he’d have to leave this place and face an identity crisis.

This is a street.

By the roadside, there are pedestrians, passersby, and people in the shops; behind the glass windows, some are looking towards this direction.

If he takes action and causes a commotion...

At the very least, Chen Yan would have to immediately flee and leave.

The plans laid here would have to be abandoned.

Just as Chen Yan sighed inwardly, ready to get out and act.

Suddenly...

"Hawke!"

A clear voice came from the rear of the car.

Uncle Wu’s daughter strode quickly over, heading towards the burly cop.

The burly cop, who evidently recognized her, instantly relaxed his hand from the radio: "Ann?"

"Is there a problem?"

The girl came forward, then took two steps back, leaning against the car window, smiling at Officer Hawke.

"No problem..." Hawke glanced at her, then at Chen Yan sitting in the car, raised his chin, and asked her, "Your friend?"

"My boyfriend." The girl chuckled, reaching her hand inside the window to hold one of Chen Yan’s.

Hawke’s expression froze for a moment: "Your boyfriend?"

"Yeah."

"Alright." Hawke seemed to think for a moment, then smiled again, stepped over, and handed back the license.

However, midway through passing it, he suddenly asked, "Is your boyfriend your classmate? Also a student at Muriya High School?"

"...Yes, of course.", the girl obviously lied but appeared very natural in her expression and tone.

Hawke looked at Chen Yan again, but showed no sign of suspicion.

Because, in many white people’s eyes, it’s hard to distinguish Asian facial features, moreover... most Asians in their perspective appear very youthful.

Although Chen Yan is over twenty, in white people’s view, his youthful appearance makes him not much different from a high schooler.

"Alright." Hawke nodded, finally returning the license to Chen Yan.

The intent to radio and verify was dismissed.

"Your boyfriend shouldn’t park here—parking is prohibited." Hawke spoke lightly with a smile.

This time Chen Yan responded.

"Sorry, officer. I was here to pick up Ann... you know, her father is very stern, I dare not go to her house, only wait here from afar for her."

After saying this, Hawke immediately laughed, "Indeed, her father is a strict person. Kiddo, you better be careful."

After that, he looked at the girl, "I won’t issue a ticket, just tell your boyfriend to be careful next time."

Then, he coughed slightly, lowering his voice, "Well... Lillian, she recently..."

"Lillian hasn’t mentioned you recently." The girl shook her head, then deliberately gave a sly smile, "But she did receive a bouquet yesterday and seemed quite happy, placed them on her office desk. Her mood was pretty good all day yesterday."

This time Hawke showed a genuine smile, then casually chatted with the girl before waving goodbye.

After the two officers got into their car and drove off.

Once the cops left, the girl exhaled in relief, quickly moved to the other side of the car, opened the door, and got in.

"Why did you help me?"

"I overheard my father mention you, you’re using a fake license." The girl pouted, "So just now, if Hawke continued to check you, you’d be in trouble."

After a pause, she turned her head, "Don’t get me wrong, whether you’re in trouble or not, I don’t care. But if Hawke took you away, then no one would drive me to the party tonight."

Chen Yan chuckled, "You know that police officer?"

"My math teacher Lillian, Hawke is her boyfriend, previously on an outing Lillian invited Hawke to give us a couple of safety lectures.

Though recently, it seems they had an argument, Hawke has been sending flowers to school every day."

After a moment’s pause, the girl suddenly elevated her voice, "You owe me a favor!"

Looking at the girl confidently saying this to him, Chen Yan glanced at her eyes, then nodded.

Silently, Chen Yan reached into his pocket, retrieved the payment she gave him today, twenty-eight dollars, counted it, and handed it back to the girl.

She grinned broadly, happily putting the money away.