After returning home, my father was provoked to think about going into politics and started to connect with his buddies. Every day, he was arranging post-disaster reconstruction work in New York, and he was just thinking about it and trying to get a president. He didn't care much about Ivanka during the summer vacation. Fortunately, Ivanka was strictly disciplined by Tepron since he was a child, and he would not play around as an "itgirl". It was already a very extreme thing to find a group of best friends to shop around. Although Ivanka wanted to go to find a model company to be a model, it was also a game of play, which was different from Paris's parents who didn't care about it.

However, Ivanka still knew about her best friend’s question. Didn’t it be Wang Jie who killed the devil woman in New York? But she really had never contacted her. Although she had to get his number, she had never contacted her. But she knew that something happened on the West Coast again, and Wang Jie was always dealing with these things there.

Besides, to protect herself, she didn't want people to know that the person who was arrested on the roof of the World Trade Center that day was their father and daughter.

Shaking his head, Ivanka said, "My father and I were evacuated at that time. We sat in the car. We didn't know where we were. We left the city during the day and went to the evacuation camp."

"So I do."

"If he could get him to New York and take him to walk around Fifth Avenue, then all the reporters in New York would be madly taking photos around me, and those talk shows would make me on their show."

"Hey, speaking of it, Paris seems to mention it occasionally. She is very familiar with him and his girlfriend. I remember that I was photographed on the street with me, but unfortunately I didn't ask her."

"Yes, Paris went to Los Angeles and hasn't been back for a long time. Leave us here."

"Speaking of this, what about the Paris people? Didn't something happen on the West Coast? Why didn't she come back yet? It would be better to get that man's back."

"What are you doing when I get it back? Are you really going to date him?"

"If he dares to ask me, I'll go."

"He is so strong, he is likely to eat you directly when he is in bed, which makes you unable to stand it. Do you dare to do it?"

"Haha, I can pull you up, hehehe."

The topics of best friends are gradually approaching the limit level, and Ivanka doesn't want to continue listening. She remembers that Wang Jie doesn't like chasing women very much, at least he has hardly seen her. When he thinks about this, he feels a little sad.

The woman was depressed and either ate hard or bought a lot. Ivanka's eating habits made it impossible to eat anything other than the quantity, so she specially caught boutiques to buy something special. After a while, she was full of more than a dozen bags of things. After the bodyguards brought back to the car, they planned to take a break and then buy it. They found a place to have coffee and gossip.

At this moment, Ivanka noticed that a cafe layman hurriedly walked past a woman, the female reporter who interviewed her father before. She looked...well, she was very beautiful, which made Ivanka himself convinced her. However, she looked cold and cold. Who knows if she felt cold? Humph, no wonder she ignored her father at all.

The female reporter seemed to be looking for something and soon disappeared into the crowd. This was a cafe in the department store. Turning over it was the safety stairs. She only felt that the door of the safety passage was slightly pushed open, and the female reporter disappeared and walked in.

This should be a very common thing. As a reporter, he just eats and drinks every day and asks for news everywhere to live. He runs to the department store, but he is empty-handed and hastily in a hurry. So he naturally comes to interview, or meets some informant, inquires about news, etc., before, can she even find out the news that her father and herself were captured by Morgana, the depraved angel, and was finally rescued? That is something that even big newspapers like the New York Times and the Wall Street Journal cannot do.

Maybe that female reporter, by the way, seems to be called Jaina, right? She is such an excellent and powerful reporter.

However, what's going on with this weird feeling? When Jaina opened and closed the door just now, she felt that she had seen it somewhere.

So, thinking of this, Ivanka greeted her best friend, and then came and walked towards the safe passage.

It took only ten seconds to go to Ivanka to follow him. It was very fast when Ivanka gently pushed open the door. After Ivanka gently felt something was wrong. From the upstairs, clear footsteps kept coming, but the footsteps were intermittent, and the sound had already reached a very high floor. Although it was impossible to judge, it was at least as high as a dozen floors. How could this be possible? For a girl like Ivanka wearing handmade high heels, it was already fast to walk one or two floors, and Jaina had obviously walked that high.

She walked to the handrail of the stairs and looked up. She could occasionally see Jaina's blue coat occasionally appeared in the gaps on the high floors, and the rotation was very fast, almost in the blink of an eye, and it was just that layer.

This is simply...

Ivanka felt scared and excited, and immediately thought of something. This woman, this female reporter, was not simple, could actually be so fast. Obviously, she had the same way as the fallen angel Morgana, maybe even worse, and would pretend to be a good person. The reporter came to find out the news. What she thought of was to leave immediately, notify her father, look for the police station, find the CIA, and the people from the Investigation Bureau, come here immediately, investigate the woman, and have a great gain.

But Ivanka immediately thought that in this case, she would be verbally praised at most, without even a public reputation, and her father would even criticize her for doing it too dangerously... If, if she could go over and take a look, that woman, Jaina, might be Morgana's accomplice, or something, if she could know who Jaina was talking to and what her background was, she would notify Wang Jie directly to find such a suitable reason and call him, instead of, although she had asked about Wang Jie's phone number, she could never find a reason and could not call him.

Thinking of this, Ivanka became bolder. After all, with the words and deeds of Big Mouth Bat Pran, her daughter must be surprisingly bolder.

Ivanka counted the floors and roughly confirmed that the figure of Jaina's footsteps and clothes disappeared on several floors on the roof. So she retreated and walked to the stairs. At this time, the bodyguard she had assigned to her at home came over and said, "Miss, where are you going."

"Oh, William, the bathroom here seems to be under maintenance. I'll go upstairs and you're ready."

William said, "Miss, wait, I'll find someone to accompany you. At this time, Mr. Trembling will not allow you to leave our sight."

Ivanka said: "No need to be so troublesome."

"Miss, this is an extraordinary time."

Ivanka said helplessly: "Well, I just lied, William, can you keep it a secret for me?"

"Ah, what's the matter."

Ivanka gritted her teeth and said, "That's right, I just saw my boyfriend."

William blocked the sensor in the elevator with his hand and said, "Oh my God, Miss, what did you say? When did you have a boyfriend? Mr. Trembling hasn't mentioned it."

"I don't need to tell him about my business, but I feel that he is sneaky today. It's very likely that he has another girl on my back, so I plan to catch him upstairs. Can you help me go with me?" Ivanka suddenly used the skill of "cute" which made William's heart pound. However, according to the law of the industry, the bodyguard cannot have anything to do with the client, otherwise it will be more than just desolate, but he is still very indignant. Wow, with Ivankat Pran's appearance, the girlfriend of a wealthy family, who is actually stealing fishy on her back.

The most hateful thing is that you don’t care about the methods of stealing fish, and you’re not smart at all. You’re caught now. As the saying goes, don’t hit diligent people, don’t hit lazy people, and just hit those who don’t look blind.

So William said, "Okay, I'll take you to take a look, but you have to make sure you don't do anything dangerous."

I'm not a thug.

The elevator was very fast. When it reached the position close to the top floor, Ivanka walked out carefully and began to search.

Any skyscraper must be managed very strictly in the top floor to prevent someone from suddenly having a cramp in his head and jumping off the building. There is a jumping show every day. The building must be yellow. Of course, some buildings like to open sightseeing spots on the top floor and take the opportunity to make money. For example, the World Trade Center, which was blown up before, is designed like this.

The top floor here was naturally locked. However, when I looked for rooms one by one, Ivanka still came over. She held a pair of high heels in her hand and walked over carefully. She found that the door was just a false door, and in fact it opened as soon as it was pushed. The bodyguard William followed behind her and there was no reaction. The lady liked to play detective games and let her play it. Anyway, at most a little white face came to the top floor with her girlfriend on her back... Wait, what a stupid guy with cramps would come to the top floor discount with strong winds. How crazy he was, he was simply crazy.

Ivanka narrowed her eyes and looked through the crack of the door. Sure enough, Jaina was standing there, and her face was calm, not like someone who was rushing to the top floor and climbing dozens of stairs. Opposite her was a very fat man wearing a baseball cap, very panicked, but she looked very excited and counting the money.

That's right, it's just counting money. A small schoolbag was taken out of stacks of "Franklins" and was counted. If each stack was 10,000 US dollars, would such a schoolbag have hundreds of thousands or even millions of dollars?

Ivanka knew that million dollars were equivalent to something. Although she was surprised, she didn't agree. This scene was easy to reason. Jaina brought money and handed it to the fat man. It seemed that she was doing some transaction, and the man was ordering money.

The fat white man was very excited. This was a huge sum of money. It was at this moment when he changed his destiny. Under the obstruction of the strong wind, he counted the money and didn't even take a single one away. He put it in his schoolbag and said, "Okay, Miss, it's really one million. Are you too generous."

"It's just mutual benefit. We are a very powerful newspaper, aren't we?"

"Yes, yes." The fat white man was a little lustful. Since he had such wealth, he was not the original building administrator, so his ideas began to be different. Naturally, he had noticed Jaina's beauty, his eyes were a little erratic, probably thinking about something obscene.

Jaina saw more people, so she naturally knew what the fat white man was thinking, but she didn't care and said, "So, I've paid, where is my goods?"

"Oh." The fat white man nodded and said, "You wait."

Ivanka only saw that the fat man seemed to have finished ordering the money, put it on, said a few words to Jaina, then took out a phone and said something to the phone. Because it was a bit far away from the door, the strong wind was also very strong at the top floor, so I couldn't hear it clearly. But soon, I heard a sound, it was the sound of the elevator turning. Since the elevator could not reach the top floor directly, I could only walk up to the floor below.

Ivanka heard the sound of the elevator turning on and off, so she pulled the bodyguard, hid behind a compartment, looked at the other man, looking thin and thin, and walked over.

Of course, she also saw that the man was holding a thermal insulation box in his hand, wrapped in cling film tightly, and walked inside.

I came out like this and went to observe again. This time, this thin man did not lock the door, but left some gaps, so that Ivanka and the bodyguard could peep together.

Two men, one fat and one thin, seemed to be saying something excitedly, but the eyes that could not attract the two of them were really stunned by Ivanka and the bodyguard. It was a hand that took out from the inside after opening the insulation box in Jaina's hand.

What a hand it was, it was almost four or five times the size of Ivanka's little hand, and the color was green and black. It seemed that it was frozen in the refrigerator before, so it was wrinkled by the low temperature. Fortunately, it didn't take long, and after wrapping it with plastic wrap, it played a certain role, so it can still be seen.

Jaina raised her broken hand a little higher, as if she was observing and studying something. The cut of her hand was very smooth and gave people the feeling that it was cut directly with one sword, and it was an extremely sharp sword. It cut from her wrist and directly destroyed a person. Oh no, it should be the combat power of a monster.

Jaina carefully studied this palm and her work was very effective. Through the Internet, this very interesting thing in the human world, she contacted the administrators of the two buildings in front of her. After calling herself a reporter, they secretly said that they wanted to sell some things to themselves.

For Jaina, money is not a problem at this critical moment. She is like a sponge, absorbing knowledge from this world, desperately trying to understand how to affect the context of the human world.
Chapter completed!