"who is he?"

He patted Ron on the shoulder and sighed.

So beating someone up can be so satisfying?!

Unfortunately, Howard was hugged from behind.

Howard rolled his eyes and said, "Okay, I'll count it as a great achievement for you this time. Give me the recorder."

"It's really exciting. I personally killed the brother who led me in the robbery, and then returned to the police station and beat up my boss."

Ron ordered a glass of whiskey and sat next to him.

One of two things happening is exciting enough.

Ron was shocked.

Ron learned that after Annie resigned from "Project Runway" magazine, she moved to Los Angeles and started a new life.

"My name is Annie."

But if someone catches the evidence, they will face the dual crisis of social death and job loss.

"You...just wait for me..."

Bastard!

How could there be no words?

I must still have potential...

Two pieces in a row, the stimulation is super doubled.

"Captain, calm down, Ron is also impulsive. Besides, everyone knows that undercover agents are the most dangerous. If you are not careful, you will die. He may have been in a dangerous environment for a long time and has a psychological problem..."

But, that is Anne Hathaway, the goddess that countless people dream of but cannot achieve.

Unexpectedly, Ron went undercover once.

"Of course my experience is not as rich as yours. I am a reporter on a TV station and I used to work in a fashion magazine."

"Howard? Sounds familiar!"

"It's dangerous, resign if it's dangerous! After resigning, see if he can find a better job. Son of a bitch, little bastard, how dare you hit me? I want you to die, I want you to die!"

They were all stunned.

While driving and observing the scenery on the street, he had to adapt to this strange world as soon as possible.

The sound was muffled and painful to hear.

Warm sunshine shone on their faces.

Really careless.

A figure next to the bar attracted Ron's attention.

The moment he fell to the ground, he suffered a concussion, plus the few punches from Ron.

Howard was helped up by his colleagues and shook his head.

Fuck, who wouldn’t be nervous when meeting an elusive goddess?

It's a lie that Ron isn't depressed.

Reality is so fucked!

Ron also learned from Annie that the TV station he worked for was actually called Umbrella, and that there was a place called Raccoon Town next to Los Angeles.

He was not nervous, he was very, very nervous.

In order to live forever, those rich people will definitely support the research on vampires, and maybe they will develop some kind of super virus.

The reason why it's not Raccoon City but a town, Ron guessed, is because the Umbrella Company hasn't developed yet.

"Wow, that must be exciting."

The colleague tried his best to drag Ron away from Howard's body.

Ron opened his eyes drowsily.

Driving a second-hand Toyota, the orange sunset shines warmly on me through the glass window.

"This is called guarding against others."

And if things get too big, he really won't be able to hang out in the police station.

For example, Raccoon Town is where Umbrella is headquartered, and its main business coincidentally is biopharmaceuticals.

Anyway, Ron was numb when he heard the bad news.

"Hey, originally you made great achievements, but now not only have you failed to make great achievements, maybe... I wish you good luck!"

"Yeah, I just returned to the police station as an undercover agent."

"Anne Hathaway" responded with a smile.

There is no sense of security if a nuclear bomb is ready to explode at any time not far from where I usually live.

Ron said hello cautiously.

"Ron, you dare to beat the officer, I will fire you, fire you! Are you afraid? If you are afraid, kneel down and beg me immediately! Beg me, and I will let you go."

"Hey, ah, I was waiting for you at the bar just now, but you were late again. I have already gone home. Meet? I'm afraid it's not possible now. I'm very busy. No, I was doing yoga just now..."

Ron parked the car outside Penn Brothers Bar, locked the car and went inside.

Ron was speechless.

Does she have a boyfriend?

Fortunately, they had relationship problems and were about to break up.

"Do you think I'm an idiot? In your mouth, my great achievements have turned out to be faults and no merits!"

…

"A policeman just like you!"

"Ron, a police officer."

Annie reached out and grabbed the phone and answered the call.

But now that the advantage was with Ron, he could only say a harsh word and walked dejectedly towards the private office.

"Uh...this is too exciting."

This bar is where I often come.

Ron frowned and thought for a moment, then suddenly his brows widened.

If you think about it carefully, it makes sense, since there are vampires.

People around her still regard her as a tool, and to succeed, she must treat others as a tool.

I thought I had understood a lot of truths and could be very detached.

Ron was about to hang up the annoying phone call.

After being severely beaten by reality, I found that the principles I understood were useless.

I thought Ron would accept it.

In his excitement just now, he called Ron a cowardly yellow-skinned monkey.

There are far fewer pedestrians on the streets than in China, and there are even homeless people passing by the park.

"Hi!"

I scanned around and found that it was almost evening and not late at night, so there were not many people in the bar.

"Anne Hathaway" was wearing a white shirt, a black knee-length skirt and a white-collar dress, with her hand on her chin, gently shaking the glowing wine glass, looking completely lazy and tipsy.

Ron shrugged nonchalantly.

"Let me guess the magazine you used to work for, is it "Tianqiao"?"

If he doesn't regain his face, he will have no authority in the Robbery and Murder Department from now on.

Annie hung up the phone angrily.

You can!

After taking a sip of whiskey, Ron was embarrassed but couldn't find a topic.

He stared at the recorder intently.

Damn, what the hell?

"how do you know?"

The phone rang at the critical moment, which was really disappointing.

"Hi!"
To be continued...