Chapter 77 Caleb Evans

"Wait a moment, I'll go open the door."

Roy came to the entrance and opened the door, and saw someone who surprised him.

"Carly? Why is it you?"

It was Carly Jones who had appeared in the House of Wax incident.

Carly was wearing a cheerleading uniform today. Maybe she had just finished training and was running over. She exuded a youthful aura.

"Student Roy, I heard that you're alone at home these days?"

Carly winked at Roy, as if hinting at something.

"Yes, what can I do for you?"

Carly bit her lip and placed her hands on Roy's firm pecs.

"I'd like to borrow your bathroom to take a shower."

Roy twitched the corner of his mouth. This was such a bad excuse.

Not to mention that the school already has a bathroom and the cheerleading team can take a shower after training. Roy's house is several kilometers away from the school. Is it really necessary to run to his house to borrow the bathroom?
This girl obviously just wants to sleep with him.

Under normal circumstances, Roy would definitely not refuse. It would be a waste not to take the Conquest Treasure Chest. The problem is that he has something important to do now.

While he was hesitating, Carly squeezed in.

"Wait a minute, Carly!"

"Are Jennifer and Needy at your house?"

As soon as she finished speaking, Carly saw Keller in the living room, and her expression instantly became strange.

"So it's not Jennifer and Needy, but there are other women. No wonder you're so nervous!"

Carly obviously misunderstood, and Roy had no choice but to explain.

"Carly, you misunderstood. This lady is a reporter. She came to my house to interview me."

Roy made up an excuse, but Carly obviously didn't believe it.

"Hehe! I didn't say anything, why are you so anxious to explain? Don't worry, I won't tell Jennifer and Needy! But I heard that some female reporters will sleep with celebrities to get firsthand information. Is this true?"

Carly blinked, her face full of curiosity.

This made Keller's face darken. It is true that some entertainment reporters or sports reporters would play friendly games with their interviewees, but she is not that kind of reporter.

“I’m a social news reporter!”

Carly ignored Keller's words.

"Roy, if you want a change of pace, you can come to me! There's no need to look for an old woman like this!"

Keller's face became darker. Her appearance and skin were considered good among white people, but at the age of 28, she was indeed not as good as the 18-year-old Carly who was in her prime.

"Is that enough?"

Roy smiled and pushed the coquettish Carly out of his house.

"Oh, I haven't showered yet!"

"Sorry, Carly, I really have something important to do tonight. I'll take you to take a shower next time if I have time!"

After saying that, Roy closed the door.

Carly stomped her feet in anger, rolled her eyes, and then took out her cell phone to make a call.

"Hello? Jennifer? I'm telling you, I just passed by Roy's house and saw a questionable woman enter his house. She looked like a call girl!
What? You ask me why I passed by his house? Uh, don’t worry about it, anyway, I won’t lie to you!"

Carly quickly hung up the phone, still looking a little indignant.

"Hmph, if I don't give it to you, then you can forget about eating it! By the way, do you want to take a picture of this with your digital camera? Hehe, I'll ask Peggy to come along!"

Roy had no idea he'd be so busy tonight. He was sharing some of the information he'd gathered with Keller. "Are you saying that motel was working for an organization called 'Dark Web,' secretly trading in torture videos? And that Keller was killed by the motel owner?"

"Yes. I've already taken down the motel owner and his employees, but the Dark Web organization still exists. They're quite powerful, and they came looking for me disguised as two police officers. If I hadn't been so alert, you might not have found Amy and me."

As a social news reporter, Keller has some understanding of the dark side of American society.

"This organization must be protected by some wealthy individuals and high-ranking officials! What a bunch of inhumane bastards! I must expose this matter, not only for Keller, but also for those innocent people who died!"

Roy looked at Keller in surprise. He didn't expect that this female reporter had such a strong sense of justice.

It is very rare to find someone who has seen the darkness of society and still has a sense of justice.

Roy couldn't do it himself, so he admired such idealists even more. Sometimes it takes such idealists to change things.

"I want to remind you here that the power of the dark web may be greater than you think!"

Roy told David about how he was intercepted by mercenaries, which directly led to his death.

Hearing this, Keller was silent for a while.

"No wonder Ms. Amy hates that organization so much, and no wonder Saltana refuses to tell me any information about it!"

Hmm? I think I heard a familiar name?
Roy raised his eyebrows, feeling that America was really young. She had just met an old acquaintance.

"Mr. Black, I have a question. How did you survive this situation?"

Roy smiled.

"First of all, I'm a boxer. Even though I'm still a student, my physique is better than most adults. Secondly..."

Roy suddenly reached for his waist, and Keller saw a revolver pointed at him.

She didn't see Roy drawing his gun at all, as if the frame of drawing the gun had been removed.

"I'm still a Texas cowboy!"

Keller's eyes gleamed with excitement.

“Are all Texas boys this good these days?”

"No, I'm the special one! Ms. Evans, if you really want to investigate the Dark Web, you must be extremely careful. This organization has no bottom line! Of course, if you find anything, you can contact me. I also happen to have a score to settle with the Dark Web."

As he spoke, a murderous aura emanated from Roy.

Keller had interviewed some veterans and murderers, and Roy's murderous aura was comparable to those people.

Considering that Roy said he killed the motel owner with his own hands, Keller had a clearer understanding of Roy's fighting ability.

It’s a pity that Keller still underestimated Roy’s fighting ability.

"I will, and hopefully I won't need to contact you."

Keller flipped his hair and handed Roy a business card.

"Not necessarily. Maybe you'll interview me again in the future?"

Roy winked at Keller, which reminded Keller of the misunderstanding that occurred when they first met.

"So you're pretty famous locally?"

"These days, I'm the most famous boxer around Austin. If you're interested, you can check out Austin TV stations. You might be able to see a replay of my fights."

"I will, Mr. Black. I won't bother you any more then. Goodbye."

"I send you."

Roy had just walked Keller to the door when he heard the doorbell ring again.

"So many people visiting tonight?"

Stills from the American version of "The Ring"

(End of this chapter)

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