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Chapter 134 Nuclear Weapons Expert Anna! (Seeking monthly ticket)
“I don’t know what you heard about me~”

“But a bitch can’t get a dollar out of me!”

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"That I'm a motherfucking PIMP!"

Deafening black rap filled the entire apartment, and all kinds of vulgar and obscene words kept bursting out of the speakers.

The girls in the room twisted their waists to the intense rhythm, and cast provocative glances at Rorschach from time to time.

She doesn't look like a young girl who just came of age, she looks like one of those slutty bitches in Chicago's South Side nightclubs.

However, not everyone is immersed in this indulgent atmosphere.

Three people remained conscious:

First up is the host of the party, Princess Mia.

The girl frowned in discomfort as the vulgar lyrics filled her eardrums. If she hadn't been concerned about her classmates, she would have turned off the unpleasant music long ago.

Next was Rorschach. Although he was disguised as a gigolo, he stood there motionless like a piece of wood, and his expression even looked a little impatient.

As a veteran ZZ Knight, even when listening to rap, he only listens to Eminem and has no interest in other black people.

As for the last person?
Rorschach's gaze fell on the corner of the sofa.

There sat a girl in a tight skirt and golden high heels, sucking on a lollipop and looking at him with a playful look.

Rorschach couldn't help but wrinkle his nose, and swayed his body to the rhythm and came in front of the girl.

"Maria! Why are you here!" he asked the girl in a low voice.

That’s right, this chick is none other than Maria, the schizophrenic girl who killed her father in Chicago and then helped herself to Diddy’s party.

Hearing this familiar deep voice, the girl's face lit up with surprise: "Rorschach! It's really you!"

"Keep your voice down! My name is Logan Goodman now!"

"Good Man Logan? Is that your stage name as a gigolo? That's a bit corny."

"Shut up bitch, I'm not a gigolo, I'm a police officer. Don't worry about who I am or why are you here?"

"I transferred and just graduated from this school in New York. And if it weren't for that bitch Mia, I would have been prom queen!"

Maria glanced hatefully at Princess Mia who was not far away. When she looked over, the jealousy and hatred on her face immediately disappeared and was replaced by a friendly smile.

"Rorschach, can you help me?"

She tugged at Rorschach's belt and lowered her voice: "Help me kill that bitch, and then I'll do whatever you ask me to do."

"???"

Rorschach was stunned, as if he didn't hear what this guy said clearly.

Did she just ask me to help her kill someone?
At this time, Harold's voice came from the headset: "Rorschach, I checked the information of the girls at the party. The others are from wealthy families, only Maria has the motive to murder Mia. Their conflicts include..."

After listening to him, Rorschach also understood.

These so-called conflicts are actually not worth mentioning. It’s either about someone stealing the title of prom queen, or being in the limelight at the sports meet, or having their position as cheerleader taken away, etc.

If it were any other girl, she would have cried at home for a day, but Maria, who had been letting herself go since she killed her father,
Rorschach snorted coldly, reached out to grab Maria's neck, and prepared to teach this ignorant girl a lesson.

At this moment, two girls suddenly surrounded him from the left and right.

"Cool guy, can you dance? We spent a thousand dollars to invite you here, and all you did was chat with Maria."

"You're not a newbie, are you? Those bear-headed gigolos on the site are much more active than you."

Rorschach listened to their chatter and helplessly made an excuse: "I don't like this song."

"OK~ What do you want to change?"

"Anything, as long as it's not black."

The girls looked at each other, and one of them randomly selected a rock song on her phone.

Suddenly, the powerful sound of drums and bass filled the room.

Rorschach raised his eyebrows and looked at the girl playing the song. He had just said that he didn't listen to black music, but he could make an exception for this song.

“Shhhhh!”

With the sound of cloth tearing, Rorschach ripped open the collar of his police uniform, and the entire shirt was instantly torn in two, revealing his sturdy upper body muscles like a sculpture.

“O~M~G!!!”

Screams erupted in the living room. The dissatisfied girls all stared with wide eyes at Rorschach's perfect figure, which far surpassed that of all the boys on campus.

To the rhythm of MJ's music, Rorschach began to twist his waist.

The frequency, like an electric motor, made everyone hold their breath and swallow unconsciously.

Even Princess Mia, who had been pretending to read a book, quietly raised her head, her eyes no longer able to move away from Rorschach.

"Billie Jean is not my lover~"

"She's just a girl~who claims that I am the one~~~"

As the song reached its climax, Rorschach picked up the bottle on the coffee table and slowly poured the amber liquid from the neck.

The wine flowed on his bronze skin, outlining sexy lines.

And at this moment, he was not the only one who was wet in the apartment.

Mia's face turned red like a ripe apple. When she realized her gaffe, she quickly lowered her head, but her hot cheeks had already revealed her thoughts.

Rorschach put one leg on the armrest of the sofa and continued his provocative dance.

Maria, who was facing him, bit her lip, suddenly stood up, grabbed Rorschach's belt, and dragged him to the bathroom.

It wasn't until the bathroom door closed that the other girls came to their senses.

They looked at each other, blushing and giggling shyly.

In the bathroom, Maria couldn't wait to come up to him.

"You came to see me on purpose, didn't you? I knew you'd been waiting for me, waiting for me to come of age. Now that you've waited, come quickly."

She hurriedly tried to untie Rorschach's belt, but was suddenly grabbed by the throat by a rough big hand.

Rorschach stared at her coldly, his other hand groping her body.

Maria closed her eyes, thinking this was some kind of fun.

But the next second, there was a "puff" sound——

A plastic test tube was pulled out of her.

"Coagulant."

Rorschach shook the test tube and said in a cold voice, "It can cause acute pulmonary embolism, which looks like a natural cause of death from deep vein thrombosis. You Sangaofu bitch—"

He raised his hand and slapped him without mercy!

"Did I ever tell you! If I catch you doing something wrong again, I'll kill you on the spot!"

Rorschach's iron-like hands tightly gripped Maria's neck, his cold eyes looking as if he was looking at a corpse.

Maria seemed to have reacted at this time. She touched the swollen half of her cheek, groaned fiercely, grabbed Rorschach's head with both hands, and bit his lips hard.

After a few seconds, she gasped and opened her mouth, her bloodstained lips looking extremely charming under the light.

"You look quite handsome without the beard."

After saying that, she was about to get closer to Rorschach's face again, but this time she was held down by him.

"Listen, this is the last time."

Rorschach touched his bitten lip and was silent for a second before saying helplessly, "I'll just consider it as a favor for helping me contact the media after leaving the cellar, and for keeping my mouth shut when facing the FBI."

He opened the test tube and flushed all the liquid inside into the toilet, then raised his hand and slapped Maria on the head.

"You're going to kill Mia just for a damn prom queen? Are you fucking crazy?!"

"Yes! You know I'm schizophrenic!" Maria rubbed her head in pain and retorted righteously.

".Fuck this psychopath."

Rorschach wiped the corner of his mouth speechlessly, and at the same time roughly pried open her legs that were wrapped around his waist. "And don't be so self-indulgent, Maria. I came here to save Princess Mia. It has nothing to do with you, a crazy woman."

"Save her?"

Maria was surprised and said, "But I never thought of killing her. I carried that test tube with me for self-defense. Who told you to take away my favorite dagger?"

"You didn't mean to kill her?"

Rorschach frowned, and at this moment, a dull sound of banging on the door suddenly sounded in the corridor outside the house!
Harold's urgent voice exploded in the headset at the same time: "Rorschach! We are all wrong! The fatal crisis that will endanger Princess Mia is not this Maria, but the group of people living in the apartment next to her."

He explained quickly, "A week ago, a Genovia nuclear weapons expert was taken to New York by a renegade KGB agent. Now the CIA and that traitor are planning to kidnap Mia—just to force the expert to surrender!"

(End of this chapter)