Chapter 793: Mark's Grateful Response
The two embraced, quietly listening to each other's heartbeats. After a while, Audrey released her arms and chuckled, "Alright, alright, what's going on? We were fine, and now you've made it all sentimental. Let's not talk about sad things anymore. I'm too tired to walk. How about you carry me for a bit?"
She was joking, but Kevin took her seriously. He squatted down and said, "Hop on."
Audrey felt a bit embarrassed and chided, "How can I get on with a skirt? It's too improper."
"No worries, there's no one around," Kevin said, glancing around. There were only a few idle people smoking by the roadside in the distance, and they didn't seem to know them.
Seeing Kevin squatting and not getting up, Audrey blushed but still climbed onto his back, wrapping her arms around his sturdy neck, her heart pounding.
Kevin reached behind to hold Audrey's smooth, full thighs and slowly stood up. He felt her soft, large breasts pressing against his back. The sensation was indeed different, like two cushions supporting Audrey's upper body. He even bounced a bit, enjoying the feeling of her breasts massaging his back.
"Alright, Kevin, let me down," Audrey said nervously, worried that someone might see them. Holding hands was one thing, but being carried piggyback was quite another.
"What's there to worry about, sis? I'll carry you all the way home," Kevin said, feeling a surge of happiness at carrying Audrey's weight. He wished he could carry her like this forever.
"Are you crazy? What if Aunt Bethany comes home and sees us?" Audrey was startled and tried to slide off Kevin's back, but he tightened his grip on her firm buttocks, feeling the smoothness of her flesh, which made his fingers tingle.
"So what if she sees? Can't a cousin carry his cousin?" Kevin said with a cheeky grin. Their bodies were tightly pressed together, the friction making him hard. Audrey's plump thighs gripped his waist, moving like a big white fish flopping around.
Suddenly, a gust of wind lifted Audrey's skirt, exposing her round, firm buttocks. Her black lace panties were visible, tightly wrapping her pale buttocks, dividing them into two halves.
"Wow, look at that girl over there! Her butt is completely exposed. It's so white."
"I see it. Her panties are lace, and I think I can see her pussy. Damn, she's hot."
"That girl's tits are huge too. The guy looks so young. Must be a boy toy. Women these days are wild."
The idle men nearby stared wide-eyed at the erotic scene, making lewd comments. One of them even took out his phone and started snapping photos of Audrey's exposed buttocks.
Seeing this, Kevin quickly put Audrey down and walked briskly to the men, pointing at the one taking photos and said coldly, "Who told you to take photos? Delete them now."
"Who the hell are you? I can take whatever photos I want. None of your business," the man sneered, waving his phone. "I'm not deleting anything. I'll use these photos to jerk off tonight. What are you going to do about it? Hit me if you dare."
The other two men laughed and taunted, "Hey, buddy, where'd you find this chick? How much for a round? Let us have some fun too."
Kevin's eyes turned red with anger. He raised his fist, ready to teach them a lesson, but Audrey quickly grabbed his arm, urgently saying, "Kevin, don't. Let's just go. They're not worth it."
"I'm not leaving," Kevin said through gritted teeth, his eyes blazing. Audrey was his most precious goddess, and he couldn't tolerate anyone insulting her. No matter how many of them there were, they had to pay the price.
"Kevin, calm down," Audrey said, holding his arm tightly to prevent him from fighting. She knew that with three against one, Kevin would get hurt. After the kidnapping incident, she had become wary of trouble, especially with gangsters.
"You guys apologize to my cousin and delete the photos, or I'll call the police," Kevin said, taking a step back but still furious.
"Go ahead, call the cops," the leader said with a smirk. "I bet the police won't care about this. You're just a punk student. Do you think the police station is run by your family? My buddy here is in a gang, Jasper's right-hand man. If you're not afraid of dying, go ahead and call."
The other two laughed, not taking Kevin seriously. They hadn't done anything serious and weren't afraid of the police. Even if the police came, they wouldn't be in trouble. Besides, the police station wouldn't bother with such trivial matters.
Seeing their arrogance, Kevin pulled out his phone and called the police. When the call connected, he said loudly, "Hello, I'd like to report a crime. Some thugs are taking inappropriate photos."
"Alright, please describe the situation and provide your name and location," a sweet female voice on the other end said.
"My name is Kevin. I'm in front of an arcade in South Town," Kevin said, glancing at the arcade he often visited.
"Are you Kevin?" the operator asked hesitantly. "Are you the Kevin from school?"
"Yes, that's me," Kevin replied instinctively, wondering how the operator knew him.
"Kevin, this is Officer Alan. I came to your mom's shop the other day. Hold on, I'll get our captain to talk to you," the operator said.
In the dispatch center, Alan excitedly called out to Mark, who was staring at the surveillance screens, "Captain, it's Kevin on the line. He's reporting a crime again. Hurry!"
"Kevin?" Mark's body tensed. He quickly grabbed the phone, "Kevin, it's Mark. Where are you? I'm coming over."
"Oh, Officer Mark, I'm in South Town," Kevin repeated his location.
"Alright, stay there. I'm on my way," Mark said, hanging up and rushing out.
Last time, Kevin's report led to the capture of seven fugitives wanted by the Ministry of Public Security, earning Mark commendations. Even the federal authorities were impressed, considering him for a model citizen award. The governor had visited the police station to commend their work, and there were rumors that Mark might be promoted to deputy director in charge of criminal investigations.
Mark was grateful to Kevin, considering him his lucky charm. Hearing that Kevin was reporting another crime, he hoped for another big catch.
As Mark left the surveillance room, his subordinates followed, grinning, "Captain, another big case? Take us along. Let us share the glory."
Mark had become a hero to his team after the last capture. The criminal investigation team's conditions had improved, with the county providing two imported SUVs and paying overdue field allowances. Morale was high, and everyone was eager for action.
"Get lost. There's no big case," Mark said, rolling his eyes. "A friend of mine is being bullied. I'm going to help him out."
"Captain, your friend is our friend. We have to help," the team insisted, not believing Mark's excuse. They thought he wanted all the credit.
As a result, nearly the entire criminal investigation team mobilized, with four SUVs roaring out of the police station, heading for South Town.
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Kevin put down his phone and coldly told the three men, "You still have time to apologize and delete the photos. The criminal investigation team is on their way. Don't say I didn't warn you."
The men were stunned at first, then burst into laughter. The leader laughed so hard he had tears in his eyes, "Kid, you're something else. If you said the police station, I might believe you. But the criminal investigation team? You're full of it. Fine, I'll wait here and see what you can do."
Kevin remained calm, his cold gaze sweeping over the three men. If Mark couldn't handle a few thugs, he shouldn't be the captain.
The men continued to taunt Kevin, even making lewd remarks to Audrey. Audrey was frustrated, not knowing what Kevin was planning. But Kevin stayed silent, ignoring them. The more they acted up, the worse their fall would be.
"Kid, didn't you call the cops? Where are they?" the leader said, pulling out his phone. "I'll call my buddies. If they come, things won't be so simple."
As he was about to dial, the sound of police sirens grew louder. He shivered, thinking it was a coincidence. But the sirens got closer, and four white police cars arrived, lights flashing. Seven or eight officers in black uniforms jumped out, surrounding the men.
Mark got out, his stern gaze sweeping over the thugs, comparing them to his mental database. Though disappointed not to find any major criminals, he quickly assessed the situation.
He walked up to Kevin with a smile, "Kevin, we meet again. Who's causing you trouble this time?"
His gaze shifted to the woman beside Kevin, and he recognized her as the schoolteacher Audrey, who had been kidnapped by fugitives. Audrey's beauty was unforgettable, and Mark remembered her well. He wondered what her relationship with Kevin was.
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