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"I... what I mean is that you are very powerful, boss, and you can easily achieve anything in your hands." He quickly changed his words.

Jess sternly said: "In the future, don't say such things again, understand?"

David nodded quickly: "I remember!"

Jess touched her forehead quietly. At that moment, this place seemed to be very painful.

Heck!

The commercial vehicle drove out of the parking lot and came to the wine shop not far away. The boss had already been bribed by David.

Jess went upstairs, put on her make-up again, put on ordinary jeans and a jacket, and became a young girl with bright eyes and bright teeth.

Go downstairs, find a place to sit down, wait patiently for the target to come to your door, and recall the familiar information about Peter Russell.

Graduated from a prestigious university, worked as a lawyer, then entered politics, divorced his wife, who left for Europe with their [-]-year-old daughter, and he became a member of the Pennsylvania State Representative. For various reasons, he became addicted to drugs and alcohol. Well, there are strong political ambitions to run for governor.

David's subordinates saw Russell secretly buying goods. Jess came over from Europe to persuade this group of people to surrender, and when they were looking for a way to break the situation, they noticed Russell.

Bald eagles are generally only seen in high-end political venues.

Jess's idea was to open up the situation from relatively high-end characters.

Politicians who can climb to high positions are not easy to deal with.

This Russell is different. People who are addicted to drugs and alcohol will not have a strong mental will.

After a long time, Peter Russell walked into the tavern alone, sat in the innermost corner of the corner, and beckoned for the waiter.

The waiter asked, "Same as usual?"

Russell nodded.

When the waiter brought the whiskey, Russell just picked it up and took a sip when suddenly a young woman sat across from him.

With a ponytail, she looks good and has a very sweet smile.

Russell put down his glass and asked, "Who are you?"

Jess grinned, with two dimples on her cheeks, stared into Russell's eyes, and said, "My name is Aisha."

Hearing this name, Russell was in a trance for a moment, thinking of his daughter who followed his wife to Europe after the divorce. The daughter was also named Aisha, and he named her.

I haven't seen my daughter for many years...

Jess said again: "My name is Elsa Russell!"

Even if the seeds of consciousness could be implanted and the power of persuasion would be further strengthened after being promoted to the second level, it would not be able to persuade a politician on the spot. Russell immediately came back to his senses and stared at Jess: "What's your name?"

Jess grinned again: "Aisha Russell, mother's name is Helene Russell, father's name is Peter Russell, poor girl, she lost her father at the age of ten."

Russell took out his mobile phone: "Who are you? What do you want to do? I will call the police!"

Jess shook her head: "You won't, because I will report you, and the police will do a urine test for you. A representative, the urine test was positive, very interesting!"

She slowly stretched out her hand to get the mobile phone in Russell's hand: "You have network resources, and so do I. There are many of my companions outside, and they make good friends with media reporters."

Russell let go of his hand, and the phone fell into the opponent's hand. He didn't panic, and asked, "What do you want to do?"

Those who play politics often see dirty tricks, and compromise and exchange are the basic qualities: "If you have any conditions, just say it."

"Ah... how should I put it?" Jess scratched her head, very embarrassed: "I am very interested in the life in Washington, but the prices here are too expensive for people to afford. I came out to enjoy the vacation and wanted to find a Temporary meal ticket, let me be Aisha Russell for a few days, how about eating and drinking with you?"

Russell said: "You are not Aisha."

Jess smiled and stared into Russell's eyes. The seed of thought was invisible, but it began to affect Russell's thinking: "Aisha left the United States at the age of ten. No one here has seen her. As long as you say I am Aisha, I am Aisha. "

She covered her mouth with an exaggerated expression: "Don't tell me you want the videos and photos of your suction to appear in the media?"

Russell pointed at Aisha: "You..."

He frowned, why was he so surprised that he took this little sister as Aisha?

Missing your daughter in transition?

Jess still used realistic conditions to increase her persuasion: "Three days of luxurious meal tickets, my people will be disclosed to the media, you choose." She tilted her head and stared at Russell: "Your political career will be over."

For a man who chooses his political ambitions over his wife and daughter, this is very fatal, Russell emphasized: "Only three days!"

Jess said, "Only three days!"

Russell bit the bullet and said, "Okay, three days."

Jess smiled: "It's a pleasant cooperation."

After Peter Russell finished drinking the glass of wine, the two left the wine house together and got into Russell's car.

Jess chose to open the breakthrough with Peter Russell, because she was confident that within a few days, she would use this addict as the basis to open the situation.

The next day, shortly after Russell went to the office, many people heard that his daughter Aisha, who was taken to Europe by his ex-wife after the divorce, returned to the United States after graduating from college to visit her father and might settle in the United States.

The seed was planted successfully, and Jess waited for it to bear fruit.

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Los Angeles, Burbank.

As soon as he got to work, Ronan rushed to the magazine office and went to Pingqi's office to take a look.

Ping Qi was writing materials, saw Ronan, and said: "The FBI sent a document, and the case was officially explained. Mineral water poisoning occurred in the local area."

Ronan reminded: "Sign the confidentiality agreement, those things are rotten in the stomach, do as they say."

"I know the stakes." Ping Qi touched his bald head: "I didn't feel anything before, but after waking up and resting yesterday, I suddenly felt that this world is so strange that I don't know it!"

His three views were shattered: "Zombies really exist, Carolina can spell, and I saw her set fireballs. Ronan, does God really exist?"

Ronan told the truth: "I don't know, because I'm not a believer in God."

Ping nodded.

There was a knock on the door from behind, but it was Miranda's assistant Andy: "Duke, Miranda asked you to come and see her."

"Thanks." Ronan waved his hand at Pingqi and went to Miranda's office.

Ping Qi said: "I told Miranda, it should be fine."

Ronan turned back and nodded at him, and quickly entered Miranda's office.

Miranda was still the same, with platinum curly hair permed, and wearing Prada, her face was so cold that no expression could be seen. When she saw Ronan coming in, she pointed to the chair opposite: "Sit."

Ronan pulled out his chair and sat down: "Are you looking for me?" Seeing Miranda looking up and down, he quickly said: "Don't talk about fashion taste, I haven't come out of the nightmare of Park Town yet."

Miranda closed the proof at hand and asked, "About this matter, the company has decided to give appropriate compensation. Two days later, the company will hold a press conference on the water poisoning incident. Except for the company's spokesperson and Qi Qi, you don't want to accept it." Don't talk about it with anyone in any media interview."

Ronan seemed very professional: "I'm also half of the media, so I won't talk nonsense."

Miranda leaned back in the chair: "Pingqi said you have some ideas about work."

Ronan looked sad: "After this nightmare-like incident, so many familiar people fell down and didn't get up again. I have a psychological shadow. When I came to this office building, I seemed to feel their eyes staring at you. Me, looking at me, whispering in my ear..."

Miranda was terrified, and interrupted: "Say the request directly."

Ronan's mood was quite low: "I want to leave Los Angeles, leave the fashion circle, and start over with a new job. I heard that the company has a social and political media in Washington, and every issue will shoot covers for big figures in the political circle. , can I try it?"

Ping Qi had revealed before that Miranda was mentally prepared and said without much thought, "I will propose to the company that you be transferred to Washington's "Society Weekly" and use your photography skills to serve as the editor of the magazine. The photographer has no problem at all."

When Ronan talked about photography, he was naturally full of confidence: "My photography skills are top-notch."

That's a skill a great artist has honed over decades in the San Fernando Valley.

Miranda said: "I recommend you, Duke, you can't embarrass me. Being a political photographer is different from being a fashion photographer. You have to be careful, know how to be cautious in your words and deeds, and don't be too active, especially When facing a beautiful woman, you have to control your words and deeds."

Luo Nanxin said, that's what Duke did.

Miranda didn't say any more: "You go back and wait for the notification. There will be news tomorrow or the day after tomorrow. You'd better prepare in advance."

Ronan said, "Thank you."

Not long after leaving Miranda's office, the news spread, but no one came to say anything else, because Ronan didn't know them well.

When I came to Pingqi's office, I saw the bald director standing in front of the cabinet, staring at a large group photo inside, and there was a box at his feet.

Ronan pointed: "So fast?"

Ping Qi said: "I have to resign after all. There are too many things, so clean them up early."

Ronan asked, "You want my help?"

Ping Qi shook his head, but instead asked, "How is your side?"

"That said, Miranda agreed to help." Ronan said simply, "I think there will be definite news soon."

It can be regarded as a shared adversity, so I ask one more question: "Next to New York?"

Ping Qi nodded slowly: "The fashion circle in New York is bigger than here. With my qualifications, it's not difficult to make a living."

He said: "I just typed up my resignation report, and the higher-ups will not keep me. Someone has to be responsible. I will go to New York before the end of the month. When you go to New York, remember to call me."

Ronan said: "If I have the chance to go to New York, I will definitely go to you."

But Ping Qi said: "Don't be afraid that I will pass on bad luck to you."

Ronan didn't know how to respond to these words. After thinking about it for a while, he took out the big thumb doll that was engraved just last night from the badge space, seemingly from his pocket, and handed it to Pingqi: "Put blood on it, and take it with you." Take it with you, it will keep you safe."

Ping Qi had just seen the other side of this world and knew that things like spells really existed, so he asked, "Magic products?"

Ronan nodded: "Forget it, don't tell anyone, take it with you."

Ping Qi immediately picked up a wallpaper knife, stabbed it and scratched it on his thumb, blood gushed out, almost wailed in pain, dripped blood on the bone doll, and hurried to find a Band-Aid.

Ronan put his hands in his pockets, turned around and left the office, leaving the magazine.

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Chapter 177 Deadly Threat and Voodoo Emperor (6000)

In the southern section of the Los Angeles Metro Blue Line, in a very ordinary old-fashioned house.

Standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling mirror, Ronan faced a photo taken in the Watts area during the day, and adjusted his appearance with a disguise. His skin darkened rapidly, his mouth became wider and thicker, his hair gradually curled, and his nose and nostrils expanded when he lay down.

I'm going to visit the textile factory in the Watts neighborhood tonight, so I chose a black man for the disguise.

After the disguise is over, the black youth who can make people cry ugly is freshly baked.

Ronan thought of the seduction skill. With this appearance, this skill is probably useless.

Back in the original world, Ronan discussed with several colleagues what kind of good-looking black people were because of events that some women and black people in the country could not describe.

A colleague who has been stationed in Africa clearly told Ronan that black men look ugly no matter what they look like.

For women, black women who are not like blacks are relatively better.

Ronan put on an all-black suit and shoes, and a black hat.

Turn off the lights, stand in the corner, add the sense of neglect brought by the camouflage, almost perfect invisibility.

I don't know if black people have thermal imaging equipment.

Ronan put on his belt, which was inlaid with three bone voodoo dolls that looked like ornaments.

The pistol is in the gun pocket under the armpit. Considering the possibility of entering the room, there is also a voodoo emperor whose strength is unknown in the Watts area. In addition to a series of heavy weapons, Ronan also prepared shock bombs and grenades, and put special earplugs in his pocket. The top of the cap can be pulled down to block the ears.

In the living room, Raven was standing on a shelf by the window.

Ma Rui-Raff is tough enough, Ronan will not underestimate the voodoo emperor, prepare for the worst situation, throw meat strips to the raven, wait until it finishes eating, and then take out C4 wrapped in a micro detonator: " Take it with you, and listen to my message when the time comes."

This stupid bird's spirituality is increasing day by day, and it is becoming more and more able to understand people's intentions.

"Ah! Ah-"

The raven croaked twice, and flew out of the open window into the night sky.

Ronan went out, drove an old Chevrolet, and went straight to the Watts neighborhood not far away.

The Watts neighborhood under the night can be called the crime capital of Los Angeles. After the black riots in the last century, black people here have been marginalized, and more and more adults have nothing to do.

The gang is developing rapidly, and the voodoo sect is fueling the flames behind it. In fact, the voodoo sect has no choice if it wants to open up a source of income.

Black people joined the traffickers, and violent crime in the Watts neighborhood was on the rise.

It is quite dangerous for non-blacks to come here at night.