Hannah Cox, caught up in the excitent, laughed and said, "Is it J, the one who warned the M Country’s lab and exposed their illegal experints?"
"Yes, that’s him," the young policeman nodded eagerly, "Since J sent us the location, it ans the internet users weren’t lying."
It’s known that J usually doesn’t show up, but whenever he does, it’s definitely big news.
On hearing this.
Hannah Cox’s face imdiately turned serious, and she instructed others to follow the coordinates and arrest the person imdiately.
...
Claire Green lounged on the chair, a wicked smile on her lips, and slowly uttered two words, "All settled."
She stood up to leave when the receptionist, who had been watching her, called out.
"Hey, do you rember ?"
Claire turned her gaze, her eyes indifferent, "Yeah, what’s up?"
The receptionist, seeing her distant deanor, felt embarrassed, her words stuck in her throat.
Seeing her hesitation, Claire didn’t care, raised an eyebrow, and lazily stepped away.
Watching her leave, the receptionist finally murmured the unfinished words.
"I just wanted to say we seem to have a connection, could we exchange WeChat?"
Unfortunately, no one heard these words except herself.
Just as Claire Green stepped out of the internet café, she received a call from soone.
A hint of a smile laced her eyes, "Your call is quite punctual, big brother."
"Where are you? I’ll co to pick you up."
Julian Sia’s deep voice resonated through the phone, sending a tingling sensation.
"Early Bamboo Grove," Claire Green glanced at the conspicuous sign across the street and said quietly.
Julian Sia casually acknowledged and hung up.
...
Shortly after.
Julian Sia drove over and saw the striking girl standing at the entrance of Early Bamboo Grove.
"Claire, why aren’t you waiting inside?"
With his coat draped over his arm, Julian Sia walked over slowly, then directly put it over Claire’s shoulders, speaking in a low voice.
"Waiting outside shows sincerity," Claire Green lifted the corner of her eyes, revealing a straightforward smile.
Julian Sia chuckled softly, gently ruffling her hair, "Let’s go ho."
Claire Green felt the movent atop her head, her eyes dark and bright as she stared at him.
After a while.
In a slow, low tone, "Big brother, are you petting a cat?"
Hearing this.
Julian Sia’s lips curved with delight, his eyes teasing, "So that’s how you see yourself, Claire?"
He laughed even more, "But among cats, you have the biggest temper, both wild and fond of scratching."
Claire Green’s eyes paused, her voice hoarse with a mysterious, wicked undertone.
"Really? Then you better watch out, big brother."
Their interaction caught the eye of passersby, who were all excited.
"Wow, what a perfect couple."
"I love this ’big brother’ thing, their conversation makes my heart skip a beat."
"I don’t know who to envy more at this mont."
Claire Green and Julian Sia felt the intense stares around them, frowned in unison, then got in the car.
"Seems I need to treat Claire better in the future," Julian Sia drove, his tone serious yet playful.
Claire Green replied with a puzzled sound, "Hmm?"
"To avoid being scratched," Julian Sia’s low laughter echoed in the car.
"Tsk." Claire Green chuckled softly, slowly closing her eyes.
...
The next day.
The Bayne City Police Departnt released a ssage, and the shares quickly surpassed 100,000.
[Bayne City Police Departnt: Recently, our city has experienced an intentional jerry-building and drug control incidents. Upon investigation by our police departnt, they are confird to be true, and we hereby issue the following announcent:
1. Refund all buyers’ money.
2. Compensate those who have been hard.
3. Formally arrest Wilber Young for involving dangerous materials.
Lastly, after discussions from above, the Yang Group is being shut down from today, and all assets are being confiscated.]
The news relieved everyone greatly.
[Likes, the speed this ti is quite fast.]
[Evil ets its retribution.]
[The dangerous materials ntioned should be that certain thing, does Wilber Young have soone behind him? Hope it’s thoroughly investigated.]
...
Upon seeing the news on the internet, Edward Monroe’s eyelashes trembled slightly.
He tilted his head slightly, holding back tears.
K was right, he experienced a huge fan dropout in the past two days, and the culprit was also arrested.
All of this couldn’t happen without K.
"Wilber Young, that bastard should have been brought down."
Even though Ethan Song felt happy inside, he wasn’t completely satisfied.
Edward Monroe composed his feelings and rasped quietly, "It’s enough, he can’t get back up."
Ding.
A sudden ringtone sounded.
Edward Monroe checked his phone and found a ssage quietly resting there.
[You can start preparing.]
He looked at it for a long ti, then laughed lightly, "Ethan, K said we can start recording music."
Upon hearing this.
Ethan Song was thrilled, "Great, I’ll book a studio, and we’ll go there."
"Alright."
...
Class Six.
Isabella Xyler was lying on the back desk, staring unblinkingly with bright eyes at soone playing a ga.
A few seconds later.
She sighed softly, "Olivia, midterm exams are almost here, why don’t you seem anxious?"
Claire Green, upon hearing, didn’t move her gaze from her phone screen and replied indifferently, "What’s there to be anxious about?"
"Bets of course, you haven’t been paying attention in class lately, what if you lose?"
Isabella Xyler was more worried than an emperor’s eunuch.
Not knowing where she got the courage, she leaned over and snatched Claire Green’s phone, anxiously saying.
John Sinclair and Sebastian Winn froze at her action simultaneously.
Bella really has guts; she dared to snatch Olivia’s phone.
"Lose," Claire Green scoffed, "Impossible."
With calm eyes, she reached out her hand, raising her chin slightly, "Give it back."
Isabella Xyler’s eyes imdiately drooped, unwillingly returning the phone with a pout.
She muttered quietly, "You haven’t reviewed, yet you’re so confident."
In an instant.
A sensation neither painful nor itchy ca from above, Isabella Xyler looked up in confusion, only to see Claire Green’s hand yet to retract.
"Olivia, did you hit ?"
Claire Green raised her eyebrows, casually saying, "Have a little faith in ."
Then, turning her fist into a palm, she leisurely ruffled Isabella’s hair.
Isabella Xyler suddenly beca dazed, "Ah, okay."
The two people beside them watched, casting expectant glances at Claire Green.
They wanted Olivia’s head pat too.
Claire Green glanced over coldly, and they imdiately averted their gaze, feeling disappointed.
"What’s with your two expressions?"
Isabella Xyler regained her senses and saw the two looking at her with a resentful gaze, causing her to shiver.
"You actually got a head pat," John Sinclair pouted.
Upon hearing this, Isabella understood.
The next second, she smiled triumphantly and boasted, "Hehe, you’re envious, huh? Serves you right, being boys."
"Olivia, your head pats are gender-discriminating," Sebastian Winn asked helplessly.
Claire Green raised an eyebrow, "No, but animals do."
As the words fell.
The three of them were stunned.
Initially feeling proud of getting a head pat, Isabella Xyler was in disbelief.
So, she was considered an animal.
Compared to her shock, John Sinclair and Sebastian Winn were filled with despair; what kind of animals were they to warrant different treatnt from Olivia?
"Olivia, care to elaborate?"
Claire Green smirked, lazily playful, "Poranian, Husky, Alaskan Malamute."
"..." John Sinclair and Sebastian Winn exchanged glances.
So Olivia ant Isabella Xyler was cute and small, while the two of them were big and liked to ss things up.
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