"Men these days are really hard to trick, so crude and rude, and poor! Still have to aim for the wealthy ones." Jennifer cursed bitterly, but as soon as she turned her head and saw Allen Zhang, her face changed in the blink of an eye, and she smiled sweetly: "Hey! Dear, you’re back!"
"You should be lying in your own bed," Allen Zhang said grumpily.
"I’m still working hard! For all my effort, don’t you want to reward me a bit?" Jennifer stretched lazily and reached out her hand toward Allen Zhang.
"The money you make has nothing to do with me. Go back to sleep."
Allen Zhang swatted away her hand, went to the washroom to wash his face, and ignored Jennifer’s resentful look.
Laying in bed, he replied to a few messages from Olivia and Rena. Charged his phone, and turned it off to sleep.
Just as he turned on his side and was about to drift off to sleep, a small hand was placed on his abs, and a pitiful little murmur came through.
"Please, just reward me this once."
Allen Zhang lazily turned over, assumed a spread-eagle position, and completely flattened out.
Jennifer stuck out her tongue, tied up her hair, and crawled under the blanket.
The RV at midnight once again became haunted.
Allen Zhang woke up from his sleep. He picked up his phone and glanced at the refreshed daily intelligence.
Then, he was solidly shocked for ten seconds.
[Daily Intelligence: El Martin, leader of the Seventh District Black Gang, became aware of the death details of his subordinate Little Kitz, sent people to the outskirts of South Los Angeles to Tucker Motorcycle Scrap Recycling Center, searching for the lost 5000 US Dollars, but only found scrapped frames and discarded parts. He failed to find more leads on you.]
[Details: The owner of the Street Brother Custom Shop, upon reviewing CCTV footage, suspected your motives that day, but he got embroiled in a gang conflict, cursed out by the Chevrolet owner. Consequently, he fell out with Martin, leading to unpleasant frictions and conflicts, internal strife begins within the gang, it’s expected that there will be a change in district leadership.]
[Daily Intelligence: MacDonald, a California Black wanted criminal with a 12000 US Dollar bounty from San Francisco, will appear at 10:27 AM at the public telephone booth on Kensent Street in Zone 5 to buy leaf cigarettes from a street dealer, carrying a fruit knife. Details: Black MacDonald violently shoved an elderly in Chinatown, causing head injuries that led to death, wanted by the Chinese community. Three teams of bounty hunters totaling eight people are tracking him in secret.]
[Daily Intelligence: At 23:22 tonight on Navi Street, there will be a secretive retail task for QuiSanti’s mysterious shop, a silver-grey Chevrolet EXPRESS van with the license plate LS-96N-12 passing through the street, will stop for three minutes on Kajin Street Bridge at 00:15 for a retail transaction.]
[Details: The vehicle is carrying 20 pounds of Type O blood, two hearts, four kidneys, and 16 units of approximately 150 grams of baby placental stem cell extracts, and 4 units of about 27 grams of Adrenaline Red. Partial shopping transactions will be made with cosmetic surgery Korean doctor Park Junmyung from the medical beauty hospital.]
Allen Zhang was utterly stunned.
I knew the West Coast streets weren’t clean at night. God knows from which kind-hearted person those hearts and kidneys were taken.
QuiSanti’s mysterious shop, what a joke! The driver of the van is definitely a Black person, no doubt about that.
He flipped to the next page.
[Daily Intelligence: Dominic’s good friend Jesse will be released from prison late tonight.]
Dominic’s good friend? Who’s that?
Allen Zhang was a bit puzzled.
Suddenly he recalled, when he first met Dominic here, he indeed mentioned that a friend went to jail because of Zero-Dollar Purchase.
Turns out he is only getting released now.