“In the absence of immortality, most creatures have chosen mating as the means to continue their species. And in order to ensure that the life thus continued receives the best and safest inheritance, humans, when choosing a mate, will instinctively pay attention to three areas of a woman’s body.” Alice Parker was very serious, as serious as an old scholar discussing a scientific issue: “A woman’s chest being high and firm indicates excellent genes and good development, which means strong nursing ability. This ensures that the offspring have a higher chance of survival. So, my behavior just now is nothing more than an instinct left over from humanity’s long evolutionary history. It has nothing to do with morality.”

The beautiful policewoman’s face was a bit puzzled at first, but the more she listened, the darker her expression became. Julia Foster was, after all, the captain of the city’s criminal police team. Half a month ago, when she caught a serial rape suspect, she broke three of his ribs and, in a moment of impulse, kicked his vile manhood. Although, under pressure, she was transferred to the traffic police team for reflection after a half-month vacation, Julia Foster did not regret it. If she had to do it again, she would still kick that beast.

Not regretting it didn’t mean Julia Foster was in a good mood. So, this lecherous man staring at her chest naturally became the target for her to vent her anger. But what Julia Foster never expected was that this seemingly lecherous guy was actually quite something. In the entire criminal police team, no one dared to even breathe loudly when she lost her temper, yet this guy could still calmly and eloquently talk on. The filthy topic, coming from his mouth, suddenly became a set of scientific arguments, as if looking at her chest was somehow giving her face. Julia Foster was impulsively tempted to ask if he wanted her to strip so he could appraise her properly.

“Put your hands behind your head and get out here.” The more Julia Foster looked at this guy, the more displeased she became. The anger she originally wanted to vent was instead stoked by him, swelling rapidly. It was like a warehouse full of gunpowder, and he had just casually tossed in a half-smoked cigarette.

“Uh… I mean, it’s just illegal parking.” Alice Parker looked at the dark muzzle aimed at his head and gave a wry smile. Glancing at the breakfast on the passenger seat, he looked helpless: “Is this really necessary?” But in his heart, he was cursing—damn, I’ve run into a real piece of work. Such a trivial matter, and she’s smashing cars and pulling guns. Most outrageous of all, a traffic cop is actually carrying a gun… When did public security in Huahai City get this crazy?

Seeing his miserable face, Julia Foster inexplicably felt a wave of satisfaction. To be honest, there were some small reasons she found him so unpleasant. Those lecherous, somewhat brazen eyes were one thing. More importantly, this guy actually looked two or three tenths like that serial rapist she had kicked. Luckily, Alice Parker couldn’t read minds, or he’d be thanking his parents for only making him look a little like that scum—otherwise, it would have been more than just his beloved car suffering. If he looked seven or eight tenths alike, who knows if this violent policewoman would have played the headshot game right then and there…

The onlookers who had been watching the commotion quickly scattered, running far away to continue watching from a distance. The drivers behind, who had been honking due to the traffic jam, also quieted down.

“I now suspect you’re the ZB serial pervert. Put your hands on your head and get out of the car immediately. Otherwise, don’t blame me for being rough.” Julia Foster stared at him very seriously, the cold glint in her beautiful eyes leaving no doubt that if he didn’t do as she said, she really might shoot him. Of course, Julia Foster knew very well that the ZB pervert had just been kicked in the balls by her half a month ago and was currently under strict guard in a military hospital.

There are two kinds of people who usually like to be unreasonable. One is beautiful women, and the other is police officers. This woman happened to be both. So, under the circumstances, he had no choice but to open the car door and get out with his hands on his head. Alice Parker had heard of the ZB serial pervert. If she really mistook him for the pervert and shot him, that would be a truly unjust death.

Julia Foster skillfully twisted his arms behind his back, pulled out a pair of shiny handcuffs, and cuffed him to the car door. Then she quickly searched him and found his wallet and driver’s license.

After checking his ID and driver’s license, Julia Foster sneered, “Alice Parker? Why not just call yourself ‘Hooligan’?”

“Hooligan? That’s an idea.” Alice Parker chuckled, “If you have a son, I’ll definitely name him Liu Mang.”

Chapter Two: The Ultimate Man and Woman

Julia Foster hadn’t expected this guy to be such a piece of work—even after being cuffed, he still dared to flirt with her? The little bit of anger she had just vented immediately flared up again: “If you want to die, just say so.”

“I’m telling you, beautiful, everyone’s patience has its limits.” Alice Parker turned his head and looked at Julia Foster very seriously. “I was just joking with you because you were in a bad mood. But if you keep pushing it, it won’t be fun anymore.”