American Scandal King

Chapter 33 Butterfly
In the office, Ian tried hard to control his emotions.

He was excited inside but appeared calm on the outside, holding the gun with both hands and looking composed.

boom!
Catherine angrily slammed her hands on the table and took out a few photos.

Her hands are very white and tender.

With its good looks, it's worth a try.

Of course you can fire, but you can avoid emotions.

Realizing that his thoughts had wandered, Ian looked away from her hands and towards the photo.

The photo shows a dark alley with a few drops of blood in it.

He asked: "What is this?"

Catherine said coldly, "This is the first crime scene! Danny Cosker wasn't controlled in the cabin, but in an alley. Then he was moved there. Someone heard the gunshot."

Ian frowned slightly.

It turns out that serious American police are also troublesome!

I need to find a way to solve this problem - maybe Councilman Brand can help me.

Catherine was still glaring at him angrily. "That's where your reporter saw it, right? He saw someone kill Danny Koskerry with his own eyes! He actually took those photos of yours."

"I like your explanation." Ian smiled.

Catherine glared at Ian: "Who is that reporter?"

Ian thought for a moment and replied, "I only know his name is Butterfly."

"Butterfly?" Catherine was puzzled.

Ian smiled and said, "Yes, a butterfly. The butterfly effect, a gentle flap of wings can cause a huge storm. He's a very mysterious guy. After he got the news, he contacted me and sold it to me. The condition I agreed to him was not to ask about his identity."

Ian chuckled as he spoke, and an idea arose in his mind.

Butterfly!

It’s settled. It’s impossible for us to report all the news ourselves. Someone has to take the blame.

In the near future, a legendary journalist will emerge as dazzling as a star.

Catherine looked at Ian angrily.

She knew Ian was talking nonsense, but she couldn't do anything about it.

Ian now is no longer the Ian Carr of the past. He is very famous and you cannot arrest him without evidence.

This was a special warning from the director before coming here.

Taking a long breath, Catherine said, "You must hand him over to me!"

Ian waved his hand casually. "I'm sorry, I don't know where he is. He's as mysterious as a secret agent and didn't tell me his identity at all. We have a cash-for-goods relationship... It's not illegal."

He leaned towards Catherine and said, "Why waste energy on something that already has an answer? Various murders occur in this country every day, and the police's human resources are limited. Instead of hostility, it's better to cooperate. Good reporters can also help you achieve a lot. For example, the Blaser case."

Catherine took a deep breath, which made her particularly unstable.

Ah, so elastic!

Ian's eyes slid downward.

Uh, no, my eyes aren’t crying, but my nose is bleeding.

Ian quickly withdrew his perspective. He felt more and more that using it for this was a huge waste and self-torture.

She whispered angrily, "Your reporting has caused us a lot of trouble. The case isn't even solved yet, and yet you've essentially given the public a predetermined answer."

Ian spread his hands casually: "We just told them the facts we know. The public has the right to know the truth."

"Enough!" Catherine slammed the table and roared: "What else can you guys do besides causing us trouble?" You are more resilient when you are excited!
You can see it without perspective.

Ian replied brazenly, "A lot. We free the public from ignorance and reveal the world to them. We are the uncrowned kings, we reveal the truth, we monitor everything... The media is the best supervisor of power, the co-executor of morality and law!"

Catherine resisted the urge to tear his mouth open.

Seeing her angry expression, Ian chuckled softly.

He suddenly said, "How about sleeping with me?"

The topic of mutations stunned Catherine.

She was stunned: "What did you say?"

Ian looked at her beautiful face and smiled, "Cherish the opportunity. At least now you still have a chance to have me. I might be very busy in the future... I will soon switch from pursuing girls to constantly rejecting them... It will be a very fast evolution. By then you may have to kneel at my feet and beg me before I am willing to stab you."

"You damn bastard!" Catherine was furious. She grabbed the teacup and poured all the water in it on his face.

Tea flowed down Ian's face, but he just smiled happily.

Catherine yelled, "Put your dick away! I'll never give you a chance! And you better hope MS13 doesn't give you any trouble!"

There had never been a moment when she hated Ian Carr so much.

She stood up angrily and strode out of Ian's office.

Ian walked out of the office and watched her leave.

Leaning against the door frame of his office, he smiled, "She's a hot chick, isn't she Ron."

The first seat in the office hall is the editor-in-chief's seat, which is very close to the office.

Lloyd, who was working, looked back at him and asked, "Do you like her?"

Ian shook his head. "No, chili can be used as a condiment, but it's not suitable as a staple food. Real staple foods usually don't have much flavor, but you never get tired of them! I asked her to have sex simply because making her angry would help her make a wrong judgment... Well, there's definitely a need. I've only been eating one kind of dish lately, and I'm a bit tired of it."

Kate Beckinsale: Tired of it so soon?
Lloyd was speechless at the word "offer".

He curled his lips. "You're becoming more and more knowledgeable, Ian. You can even apply economic terms to picking up girls."

Ian laughed:
"You know why I like the media? Because people only hear what you want them to hear. They are like your puppets; they listen to whatever you say. The true value of the media has never been money, but its unparalleled influence... You can even decide who will be president or whether a war needs to be started."

If they can even decide the fate of the president, how can they decide a mere hot girl?

Officer Brown, the reason you're not in my hands is simply because my mind is on work right now... During the career development stage, it's not advisable to waste too much energy on picking up girls.

With money and status, beautiful women will actively and crazily pounce on you!
He walked out: "I'm going out for a drink, I'll leave this to you."

Lloyd made an OK gesture.

………………

After leaving the newspaper office, Ian walked casually on the street, while also turning on his perspective to look around.

The dismemberment news is a typical violent and bloody news. The key is that this news caused great controversy and brought a lot of "experience". Ian's right eye improved rapidly.

This also makes Ian's ability of perspective stronger and less prone to fatigue.

So Ian just casually admired the secrets hidden in every corner.

The bustling streets of Los Angeles are full of bright lights and wine, but behind the high walls are countless secrets.

In a small building not far away, a man and a woman were doing something... They were stacked on top of each other, and the one on top was doing push-ups continuously.

Turning around, I saw three people standing together in another small building.

The one in the middle has a ponytail and is doing the doggy style pose, with a person standing on each side of the head and tail.

There are many scenes like this. In Ian's eyes, the world is transparent!
(End of this chapter)