my beauty world

Chapter 189 Successful escape and first arrival in New York (5000)

Looking at the newly repaired Capitol Hill dome, Ronan looked awkward, maybe he got used to seeing it a few days ago, and always felt that dilapidation is a kind of beauty.

Turning to the National Mall, the Washington Monument is still under repair.

"What are you looking at?" Matt asked.

Ronan pointed to the surrounding area of ​​the National Mall: "There are too many iconic buildings here."

Matt said, "Yeah, the Jefferson Memorial over there, the Lincoln Memorial over there, the National Museum over there..."

Ronan asked curiously, "Where is the Declaration of Independence?"

Matt replied, "National Archives."

Out of the corner of his eye, Ronan glanced at the exit of Capitol Hill, where Frank was leading people out.

There are quite a few people around him, and they all seem to be important figures in the political circle.

Matt urged: "His car is coming, you get your camera ready to take pictures... Wait, Duke, what are you going to do?"

Ronan picked up the microphone recorder, opened the car door and got out of the car, put on his "Society Weekly" reporter card, and strode towards Frank, leaving only one sentence: "Matt, I think it's best to go straight to the point. The method, we secretly investigated before, did we get the key evidence? No!"

When Matt was stunned, Ronan was already close to Frank, deliberately showed his press card, and suddenly accelerated past the blockers, came to Frank, and quickly said: "Mr. Underwood, I am Duke, a reporter from "Society Weekly". It is said that you had an affair with the dead senior caller Christine, and you and your wife, Claire, had a relationship with Christine at the same time..."

The scene fell silent instantly, and everyone's eyes, including Doug, Underwood's loyal staff member, all fell on Frank.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, being exposed to such embarrassing privacy, even with Frank's sophistication, he didn't know how to respond for a while!
Ronan has not been a reporter for a long time, and he is as ignorant and fearless as a new reporter: "It is said that Christine also had sex with other congressmen and senators. Christine's autopsy report found AIDS, did you check it out? "

The response Frank had thought up was blocked in his mouth, his heart contracted sharply, and his whole body was icy cold.

This heavyweight gossip made everyone dizzy, and the eyes they looked at Frank became strange.

A few politicians who were close to Frank quietly backed away.

Stay away, stay away.

A congressman who shook hands with Frank just now hid his right hand behind his back and wiped it vigorously on his suit jacket!
Frank reacted at this moment and shouted: "Get him away! Drive him away!"

The driver and guard was awake, and immediately came over and pushed Ronan out.

Ronan used Matt's usual rhetoric: "You are hindering the freedom of the press! Mr. Underwood, do you dare to admit it? I suggest you go to the hospital for an examination! It is still too late to get an intervention!"

The guard pushed Ronan hard, and Ronan staggered back and forth.

With a livid face, Frank got into the car directly.

The car drove away quickly.

The few politicians who shook hands with Frank just now turned around and ran into Capitol Hill to find disinfectant in the bathroom to wash their hands!
Ronan stabilized his body, and as soon as he turned around, Matt rushed over.

"Duke, what are you doing!" he confronted Ronan: "You ruined my journalism! You ruined my Pulitzer Prize!"

Ronan forcefully defended: "No, I saved your news! Matt, hurry up and see if he goes to the hospital for a check-up, and if he has other actions, so that we can confirm..."

Matt covered his forehead and turned around in circles: "You...you are a newcomer, you don't understand these things, you made the situation public, how can I maximize my interests!"

He shook his head and walked towards the car: "I'm going to chase someone, you can find a way to get back by yourself."

Getting in the car, Matt chased after Frank's car.

Ronan watched Matt's car go away, such an almost public disturbance, Frank will definitely put pressure on the newspaper, and the newspaper will put pressure on him and Matt.

Needless to say, he, a rookie, must face the greatest pressure.

Matt can no longer investigate secretly, and his life should not be in danger.

Ronan took advantage of him, and he couldn't watch him go to a dead end.

Of course, that's it.

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A black Cadillac is galloping.

Frank's face was cold and livid, and he asked, "That bastard! How dare you make up things! Doug, find out which newspaper he belongs to!"

Douglas next to him said, "Society Weekly, called Duke."

Frank gradually controlled his emotions, and said: "In the name of me and the party, put pressure on "Society Weekly", I want him to lose his job and get out of Washington!"

"I'll call right away." Douglas took out his cell phone and started calling.

Frank also took out his phone and sent a message to Claire: "Where are you?"

"Just got off work, ready to go!"

"Wait for me for a while, I'll pick you up, and we'll go to St. Mary's Hospital for an examination."

"why?"

"Some say Christine has AIDS!"

"What? Are you sure?"

While Frank and Claire were texting, Douglas finished the phone call and said, "Frank, I'll get out of the car first and go talk to someone."

Frank pointed forward.

The car stopped on the side of the road, Douglas got out of the car, waited for the car to go far, and immediately called a taxi.

As soon as he got in the car, he said to the driver: "Hurry up, go to the hospital!" The reporter called the private doctor: "Luther, it's me! I'll go to your place right away, and you are ready to do a blood test for me!"

On the other side of the car, Frank's mind, which was a little dizzy from AIDS, finally returned to normal, and immediately made a phone call: "Colin, it's me, Frank, I want to ask something, there is a dead man named Christine , can you read the autopsy report?"

After waiting for a while, he heard a voice over there, and Frank asked, "Has she ever suffered from a disease? No? She is very healthy! Okay, thank you, come out for a drink when you are free."

After hanging up the phone, Frank was finally relieved, and then his anger surged up from the soles of his feet!

The reporter named Duke of "Society Weekly" not only wants to be kicked out of Washington, but also makes him no longer have a foothold in the media circle!

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In the morning, after breakfast and feeding the crows, Ronan was ready to go to work.

The female secretary of the editor-in-chief of the newspaper, Howard, suddenly called and informed him to go to the editor-in-chief's office immediately after work.

Knowing that things were almost over, Ronan threw the last piece of meat to Raven: "Stupid bird, play a game, I won't take you this time, you follow me, if you lose it, there will be no meat to eat in the future."

The raven flapped its wings, yelled twice, and flew out of the window.

Ronan drove out and looked up to see bombs hovering in the sky.

After eating the bald eagle's barbecue, the stupid bird has benefited so much that it can fly at the speed of a peregrine falcon for a long time.

Then there is black like carbon, and the beak and claws are extremely sharp.

Pecking and scratching on a person's head is a bloody hole.

Of course, it can only be used for sneak attacks. It is still a weak horse in the face of powerful modern weapons.

Ronan drove to the newspaper office and met Matt when he entered the door.

He glanced at Ronan, and instead of complaining yesterday, he patted his arm. He didn't know how to speak, and after a while he said, "It's all my fault, I shouldn't have dragged you into the water."

The female secretary came over at this moment and urged Ronan: "The editor-in-chief told you to go over immediately."

Ronan nodded, and said to Matt: "It's okay, at worst, I'll go back to the fashion industry."

Matt shook his head and said nothing.

Ronan entered the editor-in-chief's office.

Editor-in-Chief Howard poker-faced, and pointed to the seat opposite: "Sit!"

Ronan sat down.

Howard was furious: "What are you doing? Do you think this is the entertainment industry? This is not Los Angeles, this is Washington! What you are facing are not models and stars, but politicians! It is a big partisan who stomps his feet and shakes the United States ! You know how serious the consequences are if you completely offend them!"

Ronan didn't need to defend himself, and he didn't give Ronan a chance to defend himself. He said directly: "This incident has a very bad impact, and you have caused a lot of trouble! The company has great opinions on you, and I will give you two choices! "

Ronan seemed to realize something was wrong: "You want to fire me?"

Howard said directly: "Option [-], you go to Edmonton, Canada, where there is a newspaper of the company, and you go there to continue working as a photojournalist."

Ronan didn't know where the city was, it was distribution in disguise.

According to Howard, this kind of troublemaker should be fired directly, but the company does not know what concerns it has: "There is another option, the newspaper office will follow the rules, give you a sum of compensation, and terminate the work contract, but you have to Leave Washington immediately."

Seeing that Ronan was about to speak, he interrupted directly: "Duke, you are offending the top figures in Washington, and you have no other choice!"

He added: "Leaving is also for your safety!"

Ronan shrugged: "Okay, I will choose the second option, and I will leave."

Howard immediately pressed the intercom: "Come here and accompany him to go through the resignation procedures."

The female secretary came in and accompanied Ronan to go through various procedures.

Ronan has not been in the newspaper office for a long time, and he doesn't have many acquaintances. To be precise, he is more familiar with Matt.

After completing the formalities, he packed up his things and left with his suitcase in his arms. Matt followed up and asked, "Where are you going?"

Ronan sighed: "The company gave me full compensation, but they asked me to leave Washington. I want to visit New York and resume my old business."

"I have friends in the media industry in New York," Matt said.

Ronan smiled: "No, I have many old friends in the fashion industry. It is not difficult to find a new job. If it is not possible, I will go to Paris or Milan. The female models I am familiar with are all over Europe."

Matt nodded: "When you come to Washington again, remember to call me."

Ronan said, "Yes."

A person got off the newspaper building and drove back to the rented house. Just like a normal wage earner who left Washington, Ronan returned the rented house, packed his luggage, and booked a plane ticket.

While Ronan was doing these things, he received a call from Jess that she had arrived in New York.

Later, he called Carolina in Los Angeles and asked her to pay attention to the news of the werewolf.

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California, Pendleton Base.

The newly expanded barracks has been completed, and a large number of Secret Service agents in black uniforms have settled in. Unlike law enforcement agencies such as the FBI and DEA, the Special Service Bureau needs to deal with many special incidents and is equipped with a considerable number of heavy weapons.

On the tarmac, more than a dozen armed helicopters painted the "GIJOE" logo of the Bureau of Special Affairs.

In the hangar behind, two C130 transport planes can be dispatched at any time.

Not far away, there are a large number of armored vehicles.

The backbone of the Special Affairs Bureau has all participated in the wars in Afghanistan and Iraq. If they are not particularly confident in dealing with extraordinary events, they have always been covered by direct firepower.

First blast it in the air, then plow it on the ground, and the soldiers enter the field last.

Carolina was wearing a light-colored camouflage, fully armed, and was undergoing firearms training. As a low-level mage, the firearms in her hands were more powerful than magic in most cases.

Amid the bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang gunfire

"very good!"

Flynn, who was in charge of statistics, shouted: "Cover girl, you are improving very fast."

Carolina came out of the training ground, put down her assault rifle, and took off her tactical vest: "The new gun is good."

Flynn said: "The new product of the German Koch company has been sold to the general, and the performance is not bad."

This is a Koch company based on the M4 derivative model. It participated in the Las Vegas gun show in February, but it was a bit difficult to sell.

Deke came over from a distance at this time: "Warrant officer, just received the news that the sergeant's plane will land in half an hour."

Carolina asked, "Sergeant Slaughter?"

"Yes, the sergeant has finished his special training in Afghanistan." Flynn walked towards the off-road vehicle next to him: "Come on, let's go to the airport and see the enhanced soldiers trained by the sergeant later."

The three got on the off-road vehicle and came to the airport together.

Flynn went to the tower to contact the sergeant, only Deckard and Carolina were left outside.

Looking at Carolina, who couldn't hide her sexy figure even in camouflage, Deckard couldn't help but strike up a conversation: "I heard you're a mage?"

Carolina replied, "Yes."

Deckard asked: "Mages seem to be very rare."

Carolina still responded with the shortest: "Yes."

Deck asked, "Can you teach me a few spells?"

Carolina said directly: "You can't learn."

Deckard couldn't help frowning, and raised his hand thinking it was cool: "Do you know what abilities I have?"

Carolina didn't want to talk to him, and asked casually, "What special ability do you have?"

Deckard's hands changed rapidly, long bluish-black hairs grew on the back of his hands, and his nails became black and longer.

This change finally caught Carolina's attention: "Are you a werewolf?"

Dyke's palm turned into a werewolf's claws, deliberately lowered his voice, and said mysteriously: "I am the most powerful werewolf in the younger generation of the family!"

Carolina threw back the question it just asked: "Are there many werewolves?"

Deckard shrugged: "Compared to the huge population of Los Angeles, it's very small."

Thinking of Ronan's phone call, Carolina said without a trace: "Have you seen the latest recruitment announcement? The Special Affairs Bureau is recruiting special talents from all over the world. Don't you recommend more people to join?"

"I think so too, but my fellow clansmen don't have that ambition." Seeing that she was interested, Dyke continued, "Some of them came from Europe a long time ago, and they don't have a sense of identity with the United States. I like to hide in the dark and live my life."

Carolina looked very curious: "A long time ago? When the new continent was opened?"

Dyke nodded: "Almost, our lineage has existed for a long time..."

Facing his colleague who also belongs to the Secret Service Bureau, who is still a young and beautiful female mage, Deke said a lot.

It's just a matter of telling the truth about the place where the family is hiding.

The roar of aircraft engines in the sky interrupted the chat between the two of them. A C130 transport plane landed on the runway and taxied to the vicinity of the apron.

The cabin door opened, and Sergeant Slaft led the team. A total of nearly 40 sturdy soldiers came down talking and laughing, looking in a good mood.

Each of them carried a heavy package in their hands.

Personal instinct, Carolina immediately noticed that some people wore gold jewelry around their necks, and a Latino wore eight gold rings!
The most exaggerated thing is the stumbling block, with a unique ring-shaped gold belt around his waist!

These guys, made a fortune in that poor place in Afghanistan?
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New York, Long Island.

Mr. Duke, a famous photography artist, offended a heavyweight politician because of his recklessness in an interview. He had to leave Washington, end his failed photojournalist career, and came to New York to seek a new way out.

The taxi got off the airport expressway, exited Queens, entered Nassau County, walked all the way south, and soon came to a wealthy community.

The community is full of detached villas with gardens.

The car stopped in front of the gate of a house. Ronan got out of the car and looked at the house number. Seeing that the address was correct, he took off the suitcase and dragged it into the gate.

Across the yard is a red-roofed villa with a Mediterranean style.

The gate of the villa opened at this moment, and a girl with bright eyes and bright teeth came out, stood on the steps, and looked at Ronan with a smile.

She was wearing a goose-yellow skirt, and her three-quarter-length bob hair was randomly tied together behind her head, revealing a beautiful heart-shaped face.

When he saw Jess, Ronan habitually said, "Come and work!"

Jess, who had her hands behind her back and was full of anticipation, quickly threw off her brown boots and trotted down the steps. She took the heavy suitcase with one hand, pulled Ronan's backpack with the other, and carried it up the steps.

In an instant, she changed from a hostess welcoming people home to a working babysitter.

Ronan held his hands empty and followed behind relaxedly, while the after-bath scent wafted from the front, as if he had just taken a bath.

Entering the spacious living room, Ronan was planning to sit down and drink a glass of water, but Jess whispered, "Go upstairs first? I have prepared a room for you."

Ronan nodded and followed her upstairs.

The master bedroom on the second floor was specially decorated. Jess put the suitcase in the cloakroom, took out a card from the drawer, and handed it to Ronan: "This is the money from the last sale."

Ronan took it and stuffed it directly into the badge space: "It's very fast."

Jess said in a low voice: "My grandma didn't charge the handling fee. She said that if you have anything in the future, you can transfer it to her for sale."

Ronan looked at the layout in the room: "Yes."

Jess said again: "I bought this house, you can live here when you come to New York later."

Sitting on the sofa in the bedroom, Ronan asked, "Are you going to stay in New York?"

Jess said: "If a fraudster's ability wants to improve, he needs to practice more fraudulent abilities."

Ronan heard from Olof before that the Seed Project is to serve the country on the one hand, and on the other hand, Olof is improving his own ability.

Jess continued: "New York is a place that is very suitable for the ability to cheat."

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