Daily life of an American TV drama agent

"Would you like to work another part-time job?"

When Ron asked this, he clearly meant that he wanted Reese to take over his job and continue to protect Sophia, so that he could stop working for a salary and continue to live a comfortable life of fishing.

But unfortunately, his fantasy was ruthlessly broken by Rise.

"OK, got it," Rise communicated with Finch, showing a playful expression: "Finch just told me that I was on vacation. By the way, let me tell you: do your own thing, and I believe you can fulfill it. Good job as a bodyguard.”

This was a great idea that came to Finch's mind after he had just found out the information about Fortis Security Company, where Ron was now working under a false identity. Every time he asked Ron for help, Ron would open his mouth.

Although Finch, as a rich man, didn't care about the small amount of money, he still felt a little unhappy. How could he let Ron go when he found out that he had a free prostitute? He decisively gave Rise a holiday, and of course the laborer Rise also applauded.

"No, you can't do this!" Ron was full of indignation: "Do you believe that if you don't protect her, I will kill her myself in a minute without anyone else taking action?"

When the abduction failed, Ron directly threatened instead.

"Please feel free to do so, but Finch said that he has saved a copy of the video of you protecting the diplomat's daughter Sophia. If there is a problem with her, this video file will be sent directly to the current interim president." Riese He said while maintaining a polite smile.

Although on the surface, his smile looked a little stiff, in fact, he felt so happy. If it weren't for the fear of not being able to beat Ron, this was a fact, and he couldn't help but laugh.

Ron was furious.

"Good luck to you, Ron. I'm going to enjoy my vacation now. I've always wanted to go on a Los Angeles food tour. You know, Finch is a very generous man. My salary is enough to support me to go anywhere." I don’t know where to start at the restaurant I want to go to, Ron, do you have any good suggestions?”

Before leaving, Reese didn't forget to be angry with Ron.

If we were to draw a comic effect on Ron now, he would probably be like Majin Buu, with six holes drilled out of his head, constantly spewing steam out.

"Morgan, what do you think of me wearing this dress?" In the store, Sophia asked while twisting in front of a fitting mirror.

"It's very good. The tightened line at the waist just shows the best part of your figure. However, I think it would be better if it was tightened a little more on the hip line. What do you think?"

Ron was a pervert as soon as he opened his mouth, but Sofia didn't feel offended at all. On the contrary, she was a little happy. After all, if a woman who had just lost her love had a handsome guy like Ron to go shopping with her, even if she knew that he was A bodyguard who is paid will feel happier.

"I'll just listen to you. You have good taste. I guess you must often go shopping with women, right?" Sophia probed without leaving any trace, but for an old man like Ron, this kind of temptation is no different from a well-known brand.

"Of course, I often go shopping with my girlfriends."

Ron simply didn't play any tricks and confessed directly that he had enough women now and was gradually showing signs of kidney failure. A-Gump's perpetual motion skills gave him endless physical strength, but he couldn't. Giving him an indestructible kidney is probably the biggest drawback of this skill.

"Oh, really?" Sophia narrowed her eyes cutely. For some reason, it reminded Ron of the beautiful and dangerous leopard in the forest: "Then do you mind changing to another one? Or one more?"

Sofia's performance fully demonstrated the enthusiasm and unrestrainedness of a Brazilian girl. The bad thing is that she did not continue to delve into this topic, but picked up a set of men's clothing and gestured to Ron: "What do you think, if you wear this and me?" How about going to a nightclub together?"

What Sophia was holding was a black suit with a bit of casual style. With a figure like Ron's, he could wear anything naturally: "Of course, but the price of this dress is almost as much as what I need for a month." With my salary, I can’t afford it.”

"Waiter, please wrap this up for me and swipe your card." Sophia angrily waved the credit card in her hand at the waiter: "I'm asking you, but the condition is that you don't tell my dad about going to the nightclub."

"That's not okay. I go to the nightclub in the evening, after I get off work, so this should be considered overtime, and I have to get overtime pay." Ron refused righteously.

A big tic-tac-toe appeared faintly on Sophia's head: "I'll make up for your overtime pay! Just tell me whether you agree or not?!"

"That's no problem."

The night shrouds Los Angeles in a mysterious veil, like a sexy belly dancer, wanting people to reveal her true face and see how beautiful she is.

Of course, this is only compared to ordinary people. Ron does not have this trouble, because the girls will line up waiting for him to uncover the clothes that hinder their freedom.

"Arthur, how's your investigation going?"

After dancing with Sophia on the dance floor for a while, Ron took the opportunity to go to the toilet, skillfully found a corner and called Arthur.

Being assigned as a bodyguard by the company, Ron did not give up on the company's investigation. Fortunately, two people came over at the same time. Ron was not doing the investigation, so Arthur could still complete it.

"There is no progress, BOSS. I have investigated the accounts of Bullet and his wife, and there have been no large-scale funds entered recently."

"Please, after the robbery, will you deposit the money you robbed into your own account in the bank? What's the difference between that and going directly to the police to surrender?" Ron rolled his eyes: "What you need to pay attention to is cash. Cash understands ?"

"He may not necessarily hide the cash somewhere, but a person who suddenly becomes rich will inevitably make some revenge consumption. As long as his consumption is abnormal, we still have sufficient reason to suspect him."

Ron was beginning to regret it. Such things like investigating people should be left to Hank. He was a policeman and was more skilled, while Arthur, who was a killer, seemed to know nothing about it.

"Of course I will pay attention to this aspect," Arthur was slightly dissatisfied with Ron's questioning: "I checked his consumption records. Recently, in addition to eating a little more beef than before, this consumption is as high as his In terms of salary, it is completely affordable, and other consumption records are nothing unusual compared to usual.”

"Okay, I blamed you wrongly," Ron frowned: "This is a bit troublesome. If her consumption has not increased suddenly recently, and she has not purchased any large consumer goods, then what was he doing the robbery for? Is it just to take away the money? Do you sleep with bills spread on the bed?"

"Or could we have made a mistake? He was just lucky, and the robbers happened to forget to kill him that day."

Ron thought for a moment and shook his head: "I don't think it's possible. The identity of the robbers that day has been revealed. Everyone has at least one criminal record of home invasion and robbery. I don't think they would have reached this point without experience."

"In that case, I have two hypotheses."

"Tell me."

"The first hypothesis is that we went in the wrong direction. The bullets have nothing to do with the robbery. They are fine. It is purely because you shot too fast and gave the robber no time to kill him."

"It's possible." Ron thought about the scene. It took him a minute from the first shot to the last robber to escape. It seemed that the robbers didn't have much time to react: "Then Where’s the other one?”

"Another hypothesis is that the group of robbers he contacted before did not give him any money, or only gave him a small part of the money, so he simply left the original group and chose another group of people to work alone. You also did it before As I said, the group of robbers you met that day were much worse than the group you saw on the video."

"Yes! That's it!" Ron's eyes lit up, and his thoughts suddenly became clear. Just as he was about to say something, a commotion broke out in the center of the dance floor of the nightclub. He turned around and saw a strange man flirting with Sophia.

"Keep an eye on the bullet. We'll talk later. I'll take care of other things first."

After explaining, Arthur Ron walked straight between the two people who were pulling each other, pushed the man away with his palm, and blocked Sophia behind with his body: "I think it is not a gentleman to be rough with a lady in public. behavior? What do you think?"

"Go away, this is a matter between me and this little bitch, it has nothing to do with you! If you want to be a hero, go back..."

The man roughly reached out to push Ron, but as soon as he reached halfway, Ron quickly grabbed his hand and pushed it hard with two fingers.

"Ah! It hurts! It hurts! Let me go! It hurts so much! Please let me go!"

Ron seemed not to hear, and continued to speak harder: "I don't remember having this attitude when asking for help."

"Please! Can you please let go?" The man was so painful that tears flowed out, but due to the pain on his fingers, he could only apologize honestly.

"Look, doesn't he know how to speak well~" Ron let go, and the man quickly covered his fingers and took a step back, looking at Ron in horror.

This man was wearing a well-dressed suit, and it was obvious that his hair and nails were carefully cared for. He should be a member of the upper class.

"Who are you?! I'm Sophia's boyfriend. This is between us and has nothing to do with you!" The man looked at Ron pretending to be fierce, but he didn't dare to take a step forward.

Ron made a fisting posture, which immediately frightened the man back. The onlookers around him burst into laughter. Everyone could see that this was a coward with a stern appearance and a soft heart. Some even whistled at him, so ashamed. Men are ashamed of themselves.

"I..." Before she could say the words "her bodyguard", Sofia had already spoken first.

"He's my new boyfriend, a real man, not a weakling like you who doesn't keep his word! We're done, Jack!"

Just as Sophia finished speaking, Ron's phone suddenly vibrated. Ron pressed the call button, and Finch's anxious voice immediately came from the earphones: "Ron, be careful! There are several people with bad intentions approaching you!" They have guns!”

A smile appeared on Ron's lips, thinking that you guys could hold on for a little longer~ You couldn't hold on until you got here.

Long before Ron went to pick up his phone, he had already noticed some pairs of eyes full of murderous intent on some people around him. They kept glancing towards him. In order to confirm whether the murderous intent was aimed at Sophia or himself, He deliberately found an excuse to make a phone call.

One is to confirm the current investigation progress with Arthur, and the other is to separate from Sophia to see if these people are targeting her or herself. After all, I am now a guard of a security company, and I have just killed a group of robbers. , maybe he is an accomplice of the robber, and the mole who is still in the company wants to take this opportunity to get rid of him.

But it turns out that he thought too much, and the target of these people was Sophia.

Third, let’s look at Finch’s reaction. Maybe Finch really gave Reese a holiday, but with his good-natured character, he would never let Ron, who had not reached a cooperation agreement with him, stay alone in Sophia. around.

"Of course I know, and I still have their guns."

Diagonally opposite, a big black man hidden in the crowd put his hand into his arms and touched nothing, but Ron smiled and took out a pistol from his arms, which was his.

But now, the muzzle of his pistol was pointed at himself.

When Ron was just walking around on the dance floor, he had already used his skills to steal his weapon.

"I guess you must have thrown this away, right?" Ron's smile was so shaky in the eyes of the big black man. He just wanted to run away, but Ron had already pulled the trigger.

"Bang!" The big black man fell to the ground. The sudden change in the nightclub caused the guests to scream and run away. Only the other two black men pushed away the crowd and continued to run towards them.

One of the black men reached into his arms and couldn't find his pistol, so he simply pulled out a dagger and charged at Sophia. The other black man aimed his pistol at Sophia.

Seeing that Sophia was about to lose her beauty, Ron no longer cared about his gentlemanly manners and kicked Sophia directly on her buttocks, knocking her to the ground. At this time, the gunfire just happened, and the bullet almost came too late. It flew past Sophia's pretty face. Apart from her face being stung by the hot wind of the bullet, she suffered almost no damage.

Of course, that kick in the butt from Ron doesn't count.

Just when Sophia was about to get up from the ground to cause trouble for Ron, another gangster rushed in front of her, holding the dagger in his hand, raising it high, and was about to swing it down...

At this time, Ron finally moved again.

"Bang! Bang!" After Ron fired one shot, the muzzle of the gun immediately shifted slightly to the left, and another shot was fired with almost no pause.

The first shot hit the neck of the gangster holding the knife, and the second shot hit the chest of the gangster holding the gun. The two shots were not fatal injuries, but they had a stopping effect. After all, Ron was not a weapon that he was good at. In such a short time, he was able to achieve such results. Not bad.