The wanton life of a certain beauty

"You have great stamina."

"...You have really good skills."

After an afternoon-long friendly exchange match, Booker walked out of the bathroom wearing a bathrobe and suddenly listened to Katherine who was sitting on the sofa and smoking a cigarette and praising himself. Vivian reacted and praised the other party.

Catherine Vivian looked at Booker's eight-pack abs with a smile on her face: "Maybe... we can try dating."

Booker laughed and stood opposite Catherine Vivian. He opened his arms and leaned on the sofa. He looked at her and said with a smile: "Ms. Vivian, do you think it is interest that can make people passionate for a longer time, or work? Can it make people last longer?"

"Of course it's interest."

"That's my answer."

"..."

Catherine Vivian was stunned for a moment, then understood, lowered her head and smiled: "Okay, but, Mr. Underwood, if you change your mind in the future, I think I have priority."

Booker narrowed his eyes: "Of course, Ms. Vivian!"

Interest can keep a person's passion alive.

And work...

It will only consume other people's passion.

In other words, once a person's interest becomes work, then sooner or later, the person will get bored of this interest.

The same goes for feelings!

but……

That's not the point of Booker's squinting.

Underwood is.

Booker smiled, stood up, and walked towards the wine cabinet not far from the room. As he walked, he said without looking back: "It seems that Ms. Vivian knows where this surname comes from." ?”

Vivian on the sofa looked at Booker who walked to the bar and said with a smile: "I'm curious about a question."

"Oh."

Booker took out a bottle of bourbon from the wine cabinet, then took out two wine glasses, walked back to the sofa, and sat down: "I thought Ms. Vivian's investigation was clear enough."

Let's say that.

In New York City, Underwood is just an ordinary last name.

But in DC, this last name is still somewhat popular.

"Give."

"Thank you!"

Vivian took the bourbon handed over by Booker and said thank you. Then, she looked at Booker in front of her curiously: "How could the eldest son of the Underwood family come to New York City and become an ordinary person?" Where’s the police detective?”

Booker shrugged and said in a casual tone: "For justice!"

The smile in the corners of Vivian's eyes was very beautiful and she said nothing.

This word...

Vivian might have believed it the day before yesterday, but after what happened that night, no one would believe it.

but……

Booker, who was ruthless and would shoot when he said he was going to shoot, made Vivian have no doubt after looking up Booker's information at that time. It was a fake information.

After all, Washington has never heard that Underwood has a son, and he is such an old son.

Booker looked at the undisguised smile on Vivian's face and laughed. He shook his head and said, "Okay, to be honest, the truth is, I came here by accident, and they are true love."

Vivian nodded, she believed this.

Booker smiled and was too lazy to continue talking about this topic. He drank the bourbon in his glass and looked at Vivian: "Ms. Vivian, do you think the people in the textile factory believe it? "

Vivian smiled brightly and said, "That depends on them, doesn't it?"

Booker nodded!

At the gate of the prison, Booker didn't think too much when Vivian took the initiative to kiss her. But the second time, Booker saw Vivian's eyes. What a coincidence, the reconnaissance guard map also marked it. There are two target tasks that are observing him.

obviously.

Those two people were from the textile factory.

Booker half-heartedly acted in a scene with Katherine Vivian. Then, after arriving at the hotel, Katherine Vivian told Booker that she had already contacted people from the textile factory. , in order to be able to introduce Booker logically, she simply said that Eddie Taillon was someone she knew.

Booker frowned: "This fake identity was caught on the spot because of a failed assassination. Will the textile factory consider it?"

That's Booker's only worry.

As for the others?

For example, Booker has no psychological pressure when it comes to assessing his professional skills.

Compared to the interrogation, Booker may feel a little guilty.

But when it comes to killing people, Booker dares to say he is second, and no one dares to say he is first.

Again.

If Booker hadn't felt that he was still a human being and hadn't regarded the world as a real game, from the moment he obtained the extraordinary evil power of the evil little mage, Booker would have been planning how to destroy the world, instead of being here. What kind of role-playing are you doing?

Catherine Vivian nodded and said: "In the past, maybe not."

Booker refilled his glass with bourbon.

Catherine Vivian looked at Booker and said with a smile: "According to the news I got, the textile factory has lost many people in the past three months. However, I haven't investigated the reason yet."

Booker raised his eyebrows.

The textile factory...has lost many people?

The cross has defected?

Booker's eyes lit up. Combined with Catherine Vivian's casual words, it seemed that he had found the timeline fixed by this [Copy of Wanted Order].

It should be after Cross defected and before Wesley joined!

According to the description in [Wanted Movie], after Cross's defection, the textile factory encountered an unprecedentedly powerful enemy. Outside, Cross called the killers of the textile factory one by one almost day and night. On average, In textile factories, three and a half killers die almost every day.

Fortunately.

Textile factories kill people based on faith, not money. If they relied on money, it is estimated that on the third day after the cross was called one by one, all the killers in the factory would run away.

Booker thought this in his mind, then came back to his senses and looked at Catherine Vivian opposite: "How long do you think it will take before they will call you?"

Catherine Vivian Flaming Red Lips: "Mr. Underwood, don't you want to stay with me?"

Booker smiled and said: "No, I am happy to be in the same room with a beautiful lady, but I am a qualified police officer!"

when saying this.

Booker, justice is awe-inspiring!

NYPD!

Born to be righteous!

As long as Booker says this, he is standing on the commanding heights of the law. As long as I represent the law, no one can use the law to deal with me!

Catherine Vivian pursed her lips and looked at the naturally just Booker: "Mr. Underwood, I take back what I said that night. You are more of a qualified killer than anyone else."

Booker: "..."