Chapter 1117: Continue Searching and Being Attacked

The three agreed to meet in a remote coffee shop, which was far from the city center, and there were not many pedestrians on the road.

The girl's parents came here early in the morning and chose a seat by the window to sit down.

Both of them were very nervous.

The encounters of these two days made them vaguely realize that their daughter's disappearance might not be a simple matter.

The police were unwilling to file a case, and they also consulted professional lawyers. The lawyer's advice to them was "limited searching." Generally, missing person cases that the police station does not file are basically not found back.

Whether it is a living person or a dead one.

They didn't know why their daughter would disappear overnight, nor did they understand why these people were unwilling to look for her.

Now the only hope was placed on this person who contacted them and was willing to provide some help.

At ten o'clock in the morning, about ten minutes later than the scheduled time, a guy wearing a hat pushed the door and entered from outside.

As soon as he came in, his eyes stayed on the faces of the few guests in the coffee shop for a while, and finally locked on the couple sitting by the window.

The waiter walked over. "Is the gentleman alone?"

She held a menu and a small note in her hand. The guy wearing the hat shook his head. "Thanks, no need, I'm here to find someone."

The waiter curled her lips and returned to the counter, while he walked straight to the couple and sat down.

"If there is no accident, it is the missing person notice you posted." After sitting down, he cut directly into the theme.

This made the couple sit still. The girl's father almost stood up, but thinking of the surrounding environment, he finally sat down.

He moved his body forward, and the edge of the table pressed hard against his body. He wanted to get closer to this person to get news about his daughter.

"Yes, we were in contact by phone yesterday."

The guy wearing the hat turned his head and looked around again. His expression looked a bit nervous, which also made the girl's parents become a bit nervous.

"Listen, I have seen her, that girl. Do you know what she is doing now?"

The girl was not the kind of college student. If her family took out a loan, they could support her to go to college, but she herself was not the material for college.

High school life is an important fork in the road for teenagers in the Federation. Almost all public schools have low university admission rates because of the environment.

Public schools have lower tuition fees, which leads to poorer families often choosing public schools. The Federation is a society with distinct classes.

Children of the upper class, children of the middle class, and children of the bottom of society, they and their families are in different environments.

Their living habits in society will extend to school, so the situation of children in most public high schools in the Federation is not very good.

They skip classes, fall in love, fight, blackmail, extort, and do whatever they want to do, including contact with sex.

On one side is a happy, chaotic, and fresh and stimulating life, and on the other side is painful learning. These young people who lack self-restraint often get lost on that bad road.

The girl's grades were not good. She had fallen in love several times during high school. Because she was beautiful, she also joined the cheerleading team and had a close relationship with the boys on the school team.

After graduating from high school, she began to mix in various circles. Although she didn't have excellent grades, she had a beautiful face, a figure that could attract people, and a head of golden hair. People liked to take this little girl from the Federation to play together.

Every day she indulged in a kind of fake vanity that didn't belong to her. Under the leadership of an "agent," she entered and exited various high-end places.

Perhaps to her, she thought this was her pride. She broadened her horizons, gained contacts, and enjoyed the life of the upper class.

But in fact, she was just a bedpan, a bedpan of the upper class.

However, her family didn't know this. In front of her family, in front of her parents, she was still that angel, clean, pure, and spotless.

"She said she was a model." The girl's father said this matter a bit nervously. In fact, it is impossible for a person to completely hide another side of themselves.

The girl's father had also discovered flaws in her life. For example, she once brought some cash home, as well as some high-end items.

Although he didn't know what those were, he knew at a glance that the price was not cheap, and it was not something they could afford.

Out of respect for the child, he didn't ask too much, just let his daughter protect herself as much as possible and take care of herself.

So he could only say these things he knew.

The guy wearing the hat sitting opposite him shook his head. "Model... can also be said so."

"In fact, she played the role of a high-end escort. The company she was in, her agent, would take her to participate in various parties."

"You know, that kind of party that is more high-end, has more young people, and is more open."

The girl's parents showed some painful expressions on their faces. Her mother found it hard to believe these things. "She is not that kind of person, impossible!"

The guy wearing the hat just looked at them calmly. "If you think I'm lying, I'll leave now."

The girl's father immediately pressed the girl's mother. His expression was a bit sad and painful. "Please continue."

The girl's mother looked at her husband in disbelief, as if asking him why he had to admit such things after her daughter went missing.

Or, did he know something, and only she didn't know? "Her agent has a nickname called 'Bad Chef.' Before she went missing, I saw him take some girls to a party, and your daughter was among them."

"I can only tell you so much, for the sake of her being an innocent girl."

At this time, the guy wearing the hat looked a bit nervous. He looked around the environment again, leaning his body slightly forward. "I have to go, don't tell anyone else we met."

He said he was going to stand up and leave. The girl's father immediately reached out and grabbed him. "Where do I find this Bad Chef?"

The guy wearing the hat struggled twice but didn't break free. The two looked at each other. In the eyes of the girl's father, he saw something tenacious.

After a while, he took out a business card from his pocket, put it on the table, and then struggled hard, took back his sleeve, lowered his head, and left here quickly.

That was a business card, a business card of a model company manager, with a name, two phone numbers, and an address on it.

The couple looked at each other, and neither spoke first.

After about a minute, the girl's mother asked, "Did you know she was doing this?"

The girl's father "hmm"ed. "I'm not sure, just felt that sometimes it was a bit abnormal. She sometimes brought back some large amounts of cash, and some things that looked high-end."

"I asked her, and she said this was a reward for her serious work."

Perhaps out of trust in her daughter, these doubts finally became reasonable in trust, until the problem broke out.

The outbreak of any problem is not the first time, in an instant, there will always be accumulation, and when people don't notice, it continues to accumulate, and finally explodes.

In the explosion, no one is innocent.

"But even if she really did this, this is not the reason for her disappearance. We have to find her. No matter what she did, what she did wrong, she is our daughter!"

The girl's mother was a bit worried. "But we are just ordinary people, how do we solve this matter?"

The girl's father looked at the business card in his hand again, and finally he gritted his teeth. "Find a reporter."

"Just like I said just now, no matter what she did wrong, she is our child. Even if she has to be punished, it should be the law or us to punish her, instead of letting her disappear inexplicably."

The couple soon became firm again. Because of work, the girl's father had come into contact with some reporters. He found a reporter he had contacted who was very interested in some big news in a pile of business cards, and then dialed the phone.

Regarding the girl's missing case, the reporter was indeed very interested.

What he was interested in was not the case itself, but the missing girl. To put it more bluntly, people like to see such a piece of news—

A beautiful girl disappears, life or death unknown, people will produce a kind of sympathy because of her face and figure.

The reporter soon met with the girl's family. They talked about these things, and the girl's father even showed that business card.

These things immediately aroused the reporter's interest.

"You mean, this might involve some people in the upper class?", the reporter's breathing became obviously a bit rapid.

Many people say that the Federation is not a society of human feelings, but a "points society." How hard you work in your job, how many points you get, and finally what kind of position you can get.

But in fact, it is not so. The Federation is a society of human feelings that is more... terrible than people imagine.

Some people can't even finish high school and have to work on the assembly line, and they do it for a lifetime.

But some people can intern at the Presidential Palace, graduate as a secretary to a municipal councilor, and in two or three years, they may be a municipal councilor, and they can become mayor at thirty, and then rise to the top.

The reporter industry is also the same. If you want to become a big reporter, have your own column, and have your own brand influence, there are only two ways to go.

First, get some heavyweight news and win the Gold Newspaper Award. The Gold Newspaper Award is a stepping stone for column reporters. Only with the Gold Newspaper Award can you have the opportunity to open your own column in the newspaper office.

With a column, you can attract investors, attract those capitalists, expand your influence, and gain more wealth.

Second, expose some pain point news about the upper class. These news can hit the hearts of the bottom society and make them unable to breathe.

This can also attract a lot of attention, gain greater influence, and thus have your own fans, and have the opportunity to open a column.

The Gold Newspaper Award is won by a dozen people every year. To say that its gold content is very high, in the eyes of some people, it is not necessarily so. After all, many people can win it every year.

But to say that it has no gold content at all is not necessarily so.

There are at least hundreds of thousands of reporters in the Federation, but only a dozen or so people win this award every year. One out of ten thousand, or even one out of one hundred thousand.

There is no such important news in this world, and there are no such important moments. If you want to win the Gold Newspaper Award, unless someone is willing to create news for you, ordinary reporters can't win this award at all.

So for these ordinary reporters, the only way to go higher is to get some pain point news.

Although doing so will become a thorn in the flesh of some people, the influence brought is real, and the greater the influence of the news, the safer the reporter.

Those people in the upper class will not risk offending the whole society to solve them.

The reporter who wanted to succeed looked at the business card in his hand, and a series of plans had already appeared in his mind. This is definitely not just a piece of news. It can be made into a special topic, a special topic that shakes the entire society.

But reporting it requires certain skills. You can't be reckless. He knows very well that if he points the finger at some big figures in the upper class, the newspaper office will not give him the opportunity to print the news content at all.

He needs to use the girl's mysterious disappearance as an entry point to get people's attention, and then force the newspaper office to compromise with him.

After having a whole set of plans, he began to act. "I will figure this out, and you can continue to investigate. We can exchange some clues we have obtained every night to facilitate us to find your daughter."

The girl's parents and the reporter reached a deal, and the reporter left immediately. The girl's mother asked, "Do you think we can succeed?"

The girl's father said after a short silence, "Do you want to give up?"

"Give up the truth, let her disappear like this, leave our lives, leave this world?"

In fact, at this moment, the girl's parents already had a feeling that their daughter was already dead, but the last glimmer of hope was still supporting them, letting them want to find the truth of the disappearance.

The news of the girl's parents meeting the reporter was soon sent to Lanse's hands, and Lanse was even a little surprised.

"I originally planned to help them take this step, but I didn't expect them to take this step first."

He pondered for a while. "Find someone to watch them first and provide some protection. The game hasn't officially started yet, so don't let them finish."

Alan nodded. "I will 'take care' of them. Do we also need to protect that reporter?"

Lanse gave him an affirmative answer. "This reporter plays an important role. Find a way to let someone leak some material to him, don't make it too obvious."

Let the reporter get some information, and he will be more energetic, but don't let him see the target directly.

If he is told now that the person is the grandson of the hot presidential candidate Porter, young Porter, I am afraid the reporter will immediately clean up all the handwriting and choose to leave Xinjin City, find a remote place where no one knows him, and hide for a few years.

He must have a certain degree of depth, making him in a very bad and awkward situation.

Can't escape, can only continue to move forward, so that it is convenient for the script to continue to advance.

After arranging the work by the river, Lanse began to frown because of the news from the old city.

The bearded chief was attacked in his office. They mailed a bomb to the bearded chief, but he was lucky. His secretary opened the box when checking the mail, and then the bomb exploded.

His secretary was blown to pieces, and the bearded chief himself was slightly injured—splattered wall and wooden door fragments flew onto him.

However, even so, he did not leave the police station, but asked the hospital to arrange two surgeons to come to the police station to help him suture the wound.

He just called Lanse, and he believed that these things were done by the Perez family, which also strengthened his determination to cooperate with the Lanse family and completely kill the Perez family.

Now what Lanse wants to know is not how the bearded chief considers, but the mayor's side, the state government's side, how they view this matter.

Today they can mail the bomb to the police station, and tomorrow they can mail the bomb to the City Hall, the mayor's office, or other government officials.

"Enio should have arrived in the old city?", Lanse looked at the time and calendar on his watch.

Others in the room gave him an affirmative answer. "It should be noon today, maybe he has arrived, just waiting to settle down."

At the same time, Enio just got off the train. He soon took a police car on the side of the road and came to the base of the Lanse family here.

He looked at the room full of "police," and those familiar faces, and he couldn't help laughing. "The moment I just walked in, I even felt a bit... bristling."

"I was still thinking, who the fuck brought me to the police station, fuck, brothers, you surprised me!"

Several captains who were familiar with him walked over and hugged him, and then they took out a set of police uniforms suitable for Enio. "You have it too."

"It's not very convenient for us to wear casual clothes to move around here. The control of the Perez family is still very high, so we have to wear police uniforms."

This is also a novel experience for Enio. He has long heard that Hiram wears police uniforms to enforce the law everywhere. As a man, if you say that being a bad guy is an idea that every man has had.

Then becoming a law enforcer, a police officer, is also!

Soon he changed into a new police uniform and wore a wide-brimmed hat, looking very handsome. Facing the mirror, he saluted the self in the mirror.

After he turned around, he summoned all the captains. "Now, we need to have a meeting." ===== CHAPTER 1118 =====