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"Killer?"

Ginny looked at John with interest

"Can I interview you? ... about your work and life... Mr. Killer."

"You don't look afraid of me?"

"Ha ha…"

"No killer would be as swaggering as you... especially when there's a Daily Bugle reporter with a camera sitting in front of him... You know, we're as tough as our bosses."

"What's more, there is a lot of surveillance in this cafe... You don't want to be on the news, do you? Mr. Killer."

"That's not necessarily true, Miss Ginny... A small reporter will not have the influence of a BBC radio host... There are many ruthless characters in our world who can block news."

John, who had just changed his job to a killer, said pretendingly.

"Maybe... So you're British? You just came to America not long ago?"

"Why? Just because of the BBC? Or I just happen to like it?"

"Stop it, sir, no American will want to listen to BBC hosts bragging... what they say is a little less reliable than what my neighbor's five-year-old child said."

With that said, Ginny turned and looked out the window.

The street lamp at the entrance of the church has been lit, and the waiter in the cafe has cast his eyes towards them more than once... Judging from how hard she wiped the table, it seemed that she really wanted to get rid of the last table of customers. Walk.

"You do have some commendable methods, Mr. Killer. But we can indeed cooperate..."

"What kind of cooperation law?"

John turned away, looked at the waiter, and showed a seductive smile on Keanu's face...

"Okay, Mr. Killer, please stop persecuting that poor little girl... and the unlucky guy whose face you stole... I have a lot of information here that you should want... Of course, the premise is that your target is also this church. "

"Look, even though you can put on makeup to disguise yourself, our team has been here for more than just a day or two... I even have plans to buy a house here."

"Tell me about it? If it is indeed useful information, I don't mind letting you break the news at will... That's probably why you came here, right? Your... Mao Ce?"

"It's Pulitzer!"

"Okay, Mr. Killer...but we have to change places. Would you mind coming to our place as a guest?"

"Okay...you pay."

"what?!"

"Hey, you interrupted my leisurely coffee time...Besides, you also said that I am a British person who just came to the United States. I can't pay with pennies, right?"

...

Following Ginny who walked in front with a dark face, John waved without looking back... He could imagine the scene behind him without looking.That innocent little girl just had the courage to ask for an empty number, and now she should be leaning against the door and giggling.

"You are really not a gentleman..."

"I'm sorry, but being a gentleman and paying someone's bill are not the same thing."

"The number, the number you gave me."

"That's not a beautiful and sharp format, unless that silly girl makes a cross-border phone call... Of course, it's possible that the number she dials will be empty."

"You're really not open enough... If you don't want to, you can refuse."

"She will never call this number, never. That card represents a smile, a handsome face and a flawless man in her impression... These will help her in her future efforts. To become better, of course, it will also improve her vision for finding a partner... This will also save her from running into scumbags, won't it? Maybe her father will thank me? "

"Ha... male god..."

Ginny made a funny sound of retching, but John who was following her couldn't see her expression...it didn't look too good after all.

...

Purple Rose Street has many apartment complexes standing on both sides of the street, which makes John increasingly feel that there is something wrong with the size of the church... The beautiful and high-end middle class would rather take out a loan than squeeze into such an apartment.

Following Ginny's twists and turns, she entered a slightly dilapidated small building and quickly climbed to the seventh floor under dim light. Ginny took out the key and opened the door to their den.

"Ginny? Are you done talking to the Face Changer?"

"Yes, I also brought this Mr. Killer back."

Listening to the teasing in Ginny's words, the owner of the female voice poked her head out of the innermost room and looked curiously at John standing in the living room.

"Killer?"

"Not like?"

"No offense, sir... I've met a lot of serial murderers, but none of them match your type... You should go to Hollywood, in every sense of the word... By the way, do you have a girlfriend now? Would you mind considering me?"

"Okay, you said you would accompany me to the editor-in-chief position, Judy!"

"Also, before we talk, can you tell me your name first? A pseudonym is fine, after all, it feels weird to use pronouns all the time."

"Of course, my name is Severus Snape..."

"British?"

Judy walked out of the room wearing hot pants and short sleeves.

"Yes...do you have regional discrimination?"

"Don't talk nonsense, just asking."

Judy walked past John, pushed him coquettishly, and rolled her eyes at him.

"What to drink? Black tea? Coffee?... Or me?"

"Get out of here, Judy!"

"Your team doesn't look very reliable. Now I'm a little doubtful of the importance of the information you have."

"Judy is a bitch..."

"Hey! Have some respect, Ginny O'Connor!... There's a handsome guy here too!"

"Don't mind, Mr. Snape...she just can't walk when she sees a handsome guy. Her business ability is completely fine."

"I have reservations about this..."