pjbooks Chapter 165 You're all men, what are you shy about?
Chapter 165 You're all men, what are you shy about?
Chapter 165 You're all men, what are you shy about?
What? There are people here? Where are you talking about? This is all...
Ma Jieke was too lazy to pay attention to her. They hadn't even defined their relationship yet, so how could he say she had someone else? He used cooking as an excuse to brush her off.
But this girl wouldn't let it go. She chased him to the open kitchen, angrily hugged him from behind, and whispered in his ear, "Jack, don't you like me anymore?"
"No." Ma Jie stirred the bottom of the pot with a spoon: "How could anyone not like a fair-skinned, beautiful, sexy hottie? If you still want to be like before, I'm okay with that, but if you want to take it a step further, then I'm telling you clearly, it's not going to work, because I like effeminate men."
"Get lost!" Sandy pinched him hard on the waist at the end, knowing he was just making fun of Jimmy.
However, this statement is quite direct: they can maintain a physical intimacy, but cannot escalate to a romantic relationship. After all, they are just buddies, and one shouldn't "eat the grass near one's own burrow."
"Wait for me in the room tonight, I've prepared some new tricks for you."
Having just given a slap, he was then given a sweet treat. Ma Jie couldn't help but laugh and said, "Nothing tonight. Max has taken over my room, and she told me to make do with Jimmy in the attic."
"Let's go together. I don't mind having another person; it'll be more exciting and we can unlock more ways to play."
Damn... you're really going all out! You didn't even ask the person involved if they agreed.
Soon, the clean-up homeless children changed into clean clothes and sat around the dining table waiting for their meal.
"Come on, Ellie, you're the last one."
In the bathroom, Max, wearing a bath towel, looked at the violent girl who had been left behind and spoke to her.
"Um, I can do it myself. I'm not a child."
"In my eyes, you're just... hurry up and take your clothes off and go inside. Do you want everyone to wait for you?"
Max pointed to the bathtub, too lazy to waste any more words with her. They were both women, what was there to be shy about?
"Okay, but you'd better be prepared."
Unable to resist the older woman with blue hair, Ellie had no choice but to take off her top in front of her.
Max was stunned when he saw the varying depths of whip marks on the girl's back and the cigarette burns on her arms.
What kind of deep-seated hatred could drive someone to commit such a heinous act?
"Did I scare you?" The girl jumped into the bathtub, grinning nonchalantly. "I was the most troublesome one in Angel City. I often drove the devilish principal half to death, so he would beat me. Sometimes he would beat me himself, and sometimes he would let others beat me. I actually hoped I would be beaten to death back then, but those scumbags were too weak. Now that I've escaped, they can forget about catching me again. I'd rather be a vagrant for the rest of my life, living freely like this. It's a hundred times better than being a slave, no, at least five thousand times better."
"Stop talking, Ellie." Max gently placed her hand on Ellie's face. "You know, I see an indomitable spirit in you, exactly like I was when I was a teenager. Let's fight together, okay? Let's expose all the truth and make those scum who hurt you suffer a terrible death!"
"Yes, thank you, Max."
"You should call me Auntie," Max said, then realized it wasn't quite right and changed her mind, "Or... just call me Sister."
"Hehe, then call me sister. Actually, I really hope I can have an older sister or brother or something like that, because I've always taken care of others, and I want to experience what it's like to be taken care of."
Listening to Ellie's frank request, Max simply helped her adjust the water temperature. Although women are used to taking cold showers, this is only true for men; older people and women prefer warmer water.
"Dinner's ready, dinner's ready."
After she finished washing up, Master Ma's secret-recipe beef and vegetable soup was served on the table.
It's called soup, but it's actually a thick soup, because people here rarely use bowls to eat. The so-called soup is a thick broth, and like Indians, people eat it by dipping bread in it.
Watching the children devour their food, someone felt relieved, thankful that Max hadn't been allowed to cook, otherwise all that good food would have been wasted.
After settling the little beggars into their respective rooms to sleep, Majek deliberately kept Ellie and Evans behind.
Since we've decided to get involved in this mess, we can't just do the bare minimum; after all, this isn't an orphanage.
The two were very cooperative, answering all questions and quickly learning about the basic situation of Angel City, information that could not be found on the internet.
Ellie pointed to a crucial clue: "I heard from the kids in Angel City that Principal Corey really liked taking pictures of them. Once, I passed by his office and peeked through the crack in the door. I found that he kept all the photos locked in a safe. Oh, and there were also several videotapes. Those were all evidence."
Sure enough, this kind of person, like Epstein, likes to leave evidence.
Of course, it's evidence for the police, but for the photographer, it's just a "souvenir".
If that's the case, then the goal becomes much simpler. All you need to do is find a way to get the safe's combination and then sneak into the office to collect solid evidence.
It's important to understand that the United States has zero tolerance for this type of crime, and legally speaking, it falls under federal law, violating federal law, not state or local law.
The FIB even has an independent law enforcement department specifically responsible for investigating such cases.
This doesn't mean that county and city police have no jurisdiction; it simply means that the FBI is the primary authority in terms of subordinate relationship.
That's why you often see scenes in American TV shows where local police are investigating a crime scene when a car suddenly pulls up, two plainclothes, pretentious criminals get out, and tell them the FBI has taken over the case.
It's worth mentioning that in many cases, criminals violate federal law, as well as state and local laws, requiring a joint trial by all three parties, though the FBI still holds the dominant position in terms of authority.
Although Majek can now barely establish a relationship with the FBI through Mike, he knows very well that this is a deal with the devil. If he actively asks them to get involved, it would be tantamount to selling himself to the FBI.
If you're asked to participate in some shady special operations in the future, can you refuse?
So directly asking the FBI for help is a completely different matter from passively dragging them into it.
Having figured this out, Ma Jieke thought of another connection: Sheriff Dave of the Los Angeles Police Department.
But he didn't have much of a relationship with this sheriff; they had only reached some consensus on the security issues in the poor neighborhood.
The key issue is that his rank is too low. If he were to betray us during the operation, we would be in a very passive position.
After all, it's impossible that this scumbag named Corey could have gotten away with it for so long without any protection.
After much thought, Ma Jieke decided that he could only rely on his own people. As long as he could get the evidence and expose it to the outside world, all the protection he received would be useless.
In cases like this, unless you have connections in the White House, no one can protect you.
"Is that all?" After they finished speaking, Ma Jieke decided to confirm again.
"Okay, that's all." Ellie nodded, while the boy with vitiligo seemed hesitant to speak.
"What are you trying to say?" Max quickly noticed that something was wrong with him.
"There's one more thing..."
"Evans!" Ellie interrupted him rudely.
"Is it that student disappearance case?" Ma Jie looked at her seriously. "Ellie, even now, you're still hiding something from me? If so, then you're forcing me to give up on helping you. This isn't even my business. The only reason I'm willing to help you is because of Max and Pudding, understand?"
"But we agreed to keep that matter to ourselves."
"But you have to tell me the truth, there's no room for negotiation." Seeing her head bowed, Ma Jieke looked at the boy with vitiligo: "You tell me, tell me everything you know. What's a man afraid of?"
"Hmm." Encouraged by MaJack, Evans said tremblingly, "That demon killed a brother and sister named Allen and Alan and buried their bodies on the playground. Ellie and I witnessed it. That's why we risked our lives to escape from Angel City, because we might be the next victims."
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Great, the prize pool is still increasing.
After learning more details, Ma Jieke processed the information in his mind, ended the conversation, took a shower, and went upstairs.
To be precise, it's an attic, located in an equilateral triangular area between the second floor and the roof, with sloping walls on both sides and a transparent skylight with an electric curtain directly above.
When he pushed the door open, Jimmy was lying shirtless on the bed reading a book. He was startled when he suddenly barged in.
"Jack, you...you, what are you doing?" He instinctively used a book to cover his exposed nipples, and even his speech became incoherent.
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