In fact, Gu Tongwan was not sure that she could convince Jeff. After all, the timing of her appearance seemed too abrupt no matter who looked at it, and none of her experience and background were enough for Jeff to believe her easily.

Sure enough, Jeff Mark raised his heavy eyelids, and his face, which looked a little haggard due to excessive running around during this period, was full of sarcasm.

"Little girl, if you are only looking for me to have fun for a moment, I advise you to give up this idea as soon as possible, because I am in a bad mood now, and I don't have time to bother with a little girl." Jeff raised his head and took a sip of the whiskey in front of him. The alcohol made him relaxed, but his blue eyes were full of disdain.

Gu Tongwan observed Jeff calmly, and said softly in fluent English: "I know you are tracking down Lawrence Klein's whereabouts recently. I also know that you are Jeff Mark, a professional bounty hunter. I came to you this time purely because I want to trade with you. I think you will be very interested."

Jeff's hand holding the cup froze for a moment, but he soon laughed sneerily, "Everyone in the entire country P is paying attention to the whereabouts of Lawrence Klein. After all, that's a walking amount of 10 million dollars. What you said is totally worthless, and..." After a pause, Jeff's oppressive gaze fell on Gu Tongwan, and his tone became a little colder than before.

"I don't know how long you have been investigating me, but I hope you will stop. If you continue, I will not let you off easily." After saying that, he was no longer willing to look at Gu Tong Wan.

Gu Tongwan had expected Jeff's attitude. He handed over a note calmly, his black pupils as calm as water.

"This is my address. You can find me at this address before noon tomorrow. If you don't show up after noon, I will leave California City."

This was also Gu Tongwan's plan. If she didn't get Jeff Mark's help in California City this time, she wouldn't be able to act alone, and she wouldn't risk her life to challenge a demon with countless crimes. She would rather go back to Jiangcheng and find a way to borrow money or take out a loan. She could always get 200,000 or 300,000 yuan by pooling them together, or she could take the risk of the zero-yuan purchase plan. After all, in the absence of sufficient supplies, all hope could only rely on a city-wide power outage before doomsday, but this also meant an increased risk.

Jeff was still drinking and didn't even glance at the note.

Before leaving, he heard the other party lower his voice and say, "In ten minutes, an African-American man will come in and order a specially made brandy. He will ask the bartender to put only six pieces of ice in it. Then he will have a conflict with someone over the corner of his mouth. At that time, the bar news will broadcast a traffic accident that caused two deaths and three injuries. Half an hour later, the man will leave and go to the convenience store next door. There will be a short man next to him to buy water. That man is Lawrence. But you'd better not act rashly, because there are many accomplices around him who are secretly on guard. They will get in a red Chevrolet and leave."

Gu Tongwan revealed one of the processes of explaining the case that he had seen countless versions of in his previous life, ignoring Jeff's slightly raised brows.

"Little girl, the story is well written, but unfortunately you have found the wrong person. I am not a famous Hollywood director, and I don't know how to recognize talent."

Gu Tongwan didn't feel disappointed. He just nodded and left the bar.

As for whether Jeff believes it or not, it all depends on whether the trajectory of history in this life will be played out in the same way as in the previous life.

After leaving the bar, the hot wind blew towards me and made my cheeks feel hot. I took out my cell phone and saw that the temperature tonight was 34 degrees. It shouldn't be this hot in California City in June.

Just ten minutes after Gu Tongwan left, Jeff glanced at the note, the sarcastic smile on his face became even wider, and without thinking, he crumpled the note into a ball and threw it in the corner.

At this moment, an African-American man pushed the door open and asked the bartender standing at the bar for a glass of specially blended brandy in English with a regional accent. He also angrily cursed the abnormally high temperature today and asked for six ice cubes in it. At the same time, a customer held a remote control and changed the channel on the TV on the wall. It happened to be reporting a traffic accident that caused two deaths and three injuries...

Jeff's hands trembled and he almost knocked over the glass in his hand.

I stared blankly at the African-American man who pushed open the door and seemed to be walking towards the convenience store opposite. I could vaguely see a red car parked nearby.

A chill accompanied by fear made Jeff's drunkenness disappear. He looked absent-mindedly at the waiter who was cleaning and sweeping the piece of paper in the corner into the trash shovel.

In just a moment, Jeff jumped down from his seat like a cat with its fur standing on end, stopped the waiter from taking out the trash, and rummaged through the trash shovel under the waiter's surprised and disgusted gaze, and finally found the note stained with wine and sticky sauce.

I opened the note with trembling hands and could still vaguely see the address on it.

After gradually calming down, Jeff hurriedly paid the bill and strode out of the bar. He squinted his eyes and saw a short man following the African-American man into the convenience store and getting into the car. The red Chevrolet disappeared at the corner of the street like a shadow.

Jeff lit a cigarette, took a few puffs with trembling fingers, and then murmured, "Who is that girl..."

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