American Comics: When the Police Comes to Knock on the Door

Emma was still working on the computer.

Richard, who had been standing for a while, didn't intend to speak first. He turned around and walked to the wall full of floor-to-ceiling windows, looking at the scenery outside.

There are tall buildings in the forest, and skyscrapers stand in the forest, including the Empire State Building, Stark Tower, Osborne Tower, Broadcast Center Building, and Vesta Corporation Building.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Richard suddenly felt a little lonely. He usually shuttles between these tall buildings, but he has never looked at this land from this perspective. He has always been a member of the ordinary people. Even after experiencing many things that ordinary people can't imagine, his mentality is still that of an ordinary person. But standing here, he suddenly felt as if he was far away from the crowd, and everything seemed very small here.

"I used to like this, standing here looking down at the world below."

Emma's voice suddenly came from behind, which made the hairs on Richard's neck stand up. After coming out of the army, almost no one could approach Richard silently from behind, and this was even more so after his physical fitness was enhanced twice.

Richard quickly turned around and looked at Emma behind him.

There was no sound of footsteps, no sound of friction of clothing, and even Richard didn't notice Emma's figure reflected in the glass.

how did she do it

Emma took a step forward, her breast almost touching Richard's chest. She continued: "But now, I'm a little tired of seeing it, and I'm currently planning to tear down the glass wall."

Richard leaned back slightly and took two steps sideways. After leaving Emma, ​​he looked at the famous White Queen.

so big

Emma wore a white slim-fitting suit on her upper body, open and unbuttoned. There was a red-edged and white-bottomed camisole underneath the suit. The vest was bulging out due to her towering chest, and a deep ravine could be seen from the round neckline of the vest. The lower body is a pair of white tight trousers, the buttocks are tight and rounded into a peach shape, the thighs and legs form a smooth taper, and the legs are straight. Under her feet is a pair of silver-gray high heels. He is nearly 1 meters tall, with a curved front and a curved back, and a devilish figure.

With this mind and curves, she is truly worthy of being a queen.

Richard quickly shifted his gaze from Emma's chest to her face. He coughed dryly and said to Emma: "You can get some curtains to hang here."

Emma took two steps forward again, and Richard quickly took two steps back.

Emma smiled and said to Richard: "This is a good idea, but I don't like it."

Richard shrugged his shoulders. He didn't intend to continue this useless topic. He asked, "Sister Frost."

"Call me Emma."

Richard is getting more and more strange. This White Queen is acting a little abnormally. This is completely different from the White Queen that Richard knows about on TV or in magazines.

"Uh, sister Emma. Me"

"Emma." Emma looked at Richard with a smile.

Damn it, what the hell is going on? Isn’t the White Queen on TV and in magazines very cold? This is not a hairy thing. Let me catch up.

Richard took a deep breath to adjust his mood.

"Emma Emma, ​​I'm here to learn a few things about Matthews Drone Company."

Emma walked to the side steps and sat down. She tilted her head and looked at Richard, and reached out and patted the steps next to her to signal.

Richard sighed, and he walked to the steps about one step away from Emma and sat down.

Emma moved her butt and sat next to Richard.

Richard was really confused now. He was so disturbed by Emma's actions that he didn't know what to say.

Richard calmed down, reorganized his thoughts, and said, "Emma, ​​has your company ever wanted to invest in Matthews Drone Company?"

Emma leaned forward and looked at Richard sideways.

"Yes."

Richard's eyes were unconsciously attracted to the white flowers again, and he quickly shook his head.

"Excuse me, who is responsible for the investment?"

"it's me.