American Gossip King

Chapter 86 Surrender Yourself (Part 1)

San Francisco.

As a tourist city, the most famous thing here is the Golden Gate Bridge.

This place has been destroyed countless times by films and television shows, and collapsed under various natural disasters, man-made calamities, and even alien attacks. The only thing that can be compared with it in terms of the degree of disaster is probably the Statue of Liberty.

As the car crossed the Golden Gate Bridge, Ian, who had just gotten off the plane, looked out the window and murmured, "Gasker said that a good boss spends a third of his working time borrowing money. I think he's wrong. To be precise, it's a third of one's life spent on the road, as if the world is home. My business isn't that big yet, and I'm already traveling everywhere."

Secretary Sunny smiled and said, "But many people envy your lifestyle."

Sitting next to Ian, Sunny gently lifted the hem of her skirt.

Ian didn't even glance at it.

Gaskell taught him many things, one of which was: Don't play with your employees.

Especially secretaries!

Don't do it even if the other person has quit their job, unless you want to marry her.

Because as your secretary, she will know a lot about you, and once emotions are involved, it can lead to many unforeseen events.

If some love-struck fool can't get over it and tries to ruin you because he can't have you!

Especially someone like Ian, who has too many secrets that can't be made public.

So Ian simply said, "Go inside first when we get to the hotel. I'll go out for a bit and come back when I'm done."

"Don't you need me to come along?" Sunny's eyes widened. "I'm your woman!"

This statement is quite meaningful.

Ian gently shook his head: "No, no need."

Sunny was very disappointed.

When the car arrived at the hotel, Ian told Sunny to go ahead while he waited at the entrance.

A moment later, a car pulled up, and the driver was none other than Brideson, the guy who had driven the three thugs.

Ian thought Balaster talked too much, so he called the guy over, looking at him with an expression that said, "I didn't know you were the one who helped the robbers escape."

Meanwhile, in the back seat sat Filileso, holding a camera.

Ian got into the car and said, "Let's go, to 16 Doyle Street."

Bridexson remained silent and drove away without saying a word.

Ten minutes later, they came to a secluded street and stopped in front of a cluster of houses.

Ian, sitting in the car, said, "Philip!"

Leso got out of the car, handed the camera to Ian, adjusted the headset, hid it, and walked towards house number sixteen, where Ian had already pointed the lens.

When the door was opened, a young man saw Leso and was visibly taken aback.

Leso smiled and said, "Hello, Ganren. Let me introduce myself. My name is Filip Leso, and I'm a journalist who goes by the pseudonym Butterfly. We've met before, although you didn't show your face back then."

The young man's expression changed slightly: "I don't know what you're talking about."

He was about to close the door when Leso grabbed it and said, "There's no need to be so nervous. You know I'm not a cop."

The young man, Gan Lun, took a few steps back.

Suddenly he lunged backward, yelling, "Damn it, those guys found us!"

Leso strolled in and saw two young men rushing over with guns in hand, while the freckled-faced man also grabbed a gun from the table.

Upon seeing it was Leso, a young man exclaimed in surprise, "You're that photographer? Butterfly?"

Gan Lun roared, "Shut up! Are you admitting your identity?"

Another young man with freckles said, "Weren't you just admitting it?"

Ganlun froze, then stomped his foot: "Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! We've been exposed! What do we do? Kill him!"

All three men simultaneously and nervously aimed their guns at Leso.

Leso smiled and said, "Then you'd better be careful not to get my blood on you."

Gan Lun was taken aback: "Why?"

The freckled-faced man replied, "Because he has AIDS!"

All three covered their mouths at the same time. The other young man, Lyle, who was the one whose name was called out in the bank, shouted, "I'll go get a mask."

Leso sighed, "Alright, guys, didn't you see the news? The latest news from WND?"

The three were taken aback: "What news?"

Leso was furious: "A man should pay attention to current events! A robber should pay even more attention! What kind of man are you if you don't watch the news?"

………………

Twenty minutes later, the door opened.

Leso stepped forward and waved to Ian.

Ian smiled slightly and turned to Bledson, asking, "Are you going?"

Bledson asked in bewilderment, "Don't you need me to provide backup outside?"

Ian shook his head: "No need, and I don't think they'll actually do it."

Leso was sent out because he was afraid these hotheads would start firing without thinking, since Ian's abilities were prone to being used in unexpected situations.

The latest novel is first published here!

Once the situation is explained clearly, the chances of them firing their guns are greatly reduced.

They got out of the car and went to the house.

The three young men saw Ian and Brideson and remained silent.

Ganlun said to Brideson, "It was you? Why are you working for him? Did you betray us?"

Bridexson scoffed. "I have no idea where you are. I'll work for whoever pays me."

The freckled-faced man asked Ian, "What do you want to do?"

Ian glanced at the messy room, and Leso quickly tidied the sofa before Ian sat down.

He said, "Sit down, guys, don't be so tense."

Lyle glanced at the camera, the big machine now back in Leso's hands, and shrugged: "I get nervous in front of the camera."

Ian laughed and said, "It's not turned on yet. Besides, you weren't like this last time."

"I was more excited that day," Lyle muttered.

Everyone sat down.

Ian asked, "Did you see the news?"

The three of them nodded in unison.

Ian then said, "Then I'll be frank. I came here today hoping that you will turn yourselves in."

The freckled man scoffed, "That's impossible!"

Gan Lun then pointed his gun at Ian, saying, "I'd better kill you first, since you haven't called the police yet, have you?"

Lyle said, "No, we should kidnap him. He said last time that we could get more money by kidnapping him."

The three of them were instantly smitten.

Ian raised his hand in a pressing motion: "Okay, stop doing that, let me finish."

He looked at the three men carefully: "WND News has offered a reward of $200,000. If you turn yourselves in, it means that the money is yours. Oh, not including the $30,000 I promised earlier."

"It's forty thousand!" the freckled-faced man said.

Standing at the door, Brideson said, "That ten thousand is mine, but I don't have to turn myself in."

"Fuck!" the three of them cursed together.

Ian chuckled, "Look, here's the thing. Although you robbed the bank and exchanged fire, luckily no one died, only some police officers were injured. In this situation, if you surrender, I'll find you the best lawyers to shorten your sentences, and if you're lucky, you might even get a pardon!"

Ian held up three fingers: "First, with me here, you won't be in jail for long. Second, you can get $230,000, legally! Third, I'll find someone to help you publish a book, and we can even make it into a movie. The copyright revenue will far exceed this amount; based on my judgment, it's estimated to be no less than a million dollars—I mean for each person!"

"Woodfuck!" The three young men stared at Ian in disbelief.

(End of this chapter)