Extraterrestrial parasite

The next morning, the winter sun had just risen from the sky. Britney yawned and woke up from bed. She cut a few slices of bread and ate them carelessly. She picked up the necessary documents and information, got in the car and drove towards the company's location. .

The Los Angeles Times is the second-largest daily newspaper in the United States after the New York Times and the Washington Post, and has an unrivaled status in the West Coast press. However, affected by the financial crisis since 2008, the Los Angeles Times has continued to lay off employees, from more than 1,200 employees in 2001 to just over 600 currently.

Competition is everywhere in newspapers. As a newly regular reporter, Britney is under tremendous pressure. Her biggest hope every day is to find good news materials so that she can have news to write.

Yes, even for the New York Times, in addition to some international news that needs to be reported, there is also a lot of local news that needs to be included, and these local news require reporters to dig deeper.

Just as she entered the company, Britney's boss, a fifty-five-year-old woman wearing a brown coat, called her into the office.

"Snapped."

The old woman Cassie threw the file on the desk, with a look of anger on her face: "Is this the news you have collected for a week?" Britney looked at the old woman's face and knew that she had touched her somehow. The bad luck.

"Yes, what's wrong with these?".

"Problems? There are all problems here!"

Cassie said: "The Los Angeles Times is not a tabloid on the street. Do you want these insignificant news to be published and laughed at by the public?"

"But……"

Britney defended: "There really isn't anything worth reporting happening in town."

"No, news happens all the time, you just don't find it."

Cassie took out another piece of information from the folder beside the table and threw it on the table. Signaling Britney to pick it up and take a look.

Britney was full of doubts, grabbed the documents on the table, and after just flipping through them a few times, her brows furrowed. Of course she could tell that this information was collected by another reporter from the newspaper, although she didn't want to admit it. In her heart, she actually believed that the news in this information was indeed much better than what she was looking for.

Seeing that Britney was silent after reading the information, apparently acquiescing, Cassie waved her hand and asked her to go out: "Next time you come over with news like this, I think you should know what to do."

Britney walked out of the office frustrated. The colleagues around her looked up at her and then lowered their heads. It was obvious that they were alienating her. She didn't seem to have any friends in the offices of the Los Angeles Times. Sometimes the pressure is so great that I want to quit my job. She was immersed in her work and ignored the whispers of the people next to her. When it was almost eleven o'clock, Britney slapped her head and remembered an important thing.

Reporters at newspapers are relatively free. They can leave directly by just saying they are going out to collect news. Britney hurried to the underground parking lot. He got into his car, opened the map and rushed towards the Fros Group logistics warehouse in the suburbs.

While driving. She took out her mobile phone with her left hand and tried to call Rio's mobile phone again, but the situation was exactly the same as last night, and no one answered.

Fifty minutes later, Britney's car slowly stopped at the outer wall of the warehouse, looking up at the huge warehouse building. Brittany pulled out the key and looked around for someone to ask.

"Wait...sir."

Stopped by Britney's voice, the stranger turned around and glared at her, letting Britney down what she was about to say. It was immediately swallowed again.

This is a fat man, and a fat man who is extremely eye-catching even among obese people. Because of his overweight body, even the coat he was wearing looked bloated. He was still holding a half-bitten hamburger in his hand and stared at Britney who stopped him very unkindly.

Did I do something wrong?

Britney felt baffled.

"Sir, may I ask, are you an employee here?".

"Yes, of course I am."

The fat man scanned Britney up and down with his small eyes, shining with an unknown light.

"What's your business?"

There was something in the fat man's eyes that made Britney feel very uneasy. She resisted the urge to retreat and asked, "I want to ask my friend, he works here."

"Your friend?"

"Yes, he is my friend, his name is Rio Carl."

"..."

"Let's go, no one here has that name."

After hesitating for a moment, the fat man took a bite of the burger and spoke vaguely.

"No such name?"

Britney was stunned, why didn't she have this name? Could it be that Rio’s neighbors remembered it wrong?

but……

"Please wait a moment. I'm talking about Rio Carl, who works in this logistics warehouse. Please think again."

Before the fat man could turn around and leave, Britney anxiously grabbed his arm.

"There is no such person here!"

The fat man threw Britney's hand away angrily, "You're looking in the wrong place."

But the fat man's concealing expression made Britney even more confused. She couldn't help but stepped forward to stop him and said seriously: "I'm sorry, my friend must be working here, and he has been out of contact for twelve hours. Well, if you don’t tell me, I think I have the right to call the police.”

"Call the police!"

Perhaps because Britney's words were so intimidating, the fat man's expression changed slightly, and he let the burger in his hand fall to the ground without even noticing.

"Okay... maybe I remembered it wrong. Just wait a minute and I'll go in and ask."

The fat man admitted his mistake and asked Britney to wait here while he turned and walked towards the warehouse.

Britney was not a woman who followed the rules. Seeing the fat man walking into the door, she just waited there for a while and followed him to the door.

Just standing at the door, Britney suddenly saw the fat man standing in the distance, saying something to the two guards, and her eyes met the eyes of the two guards at that moment.

Without hesitation or hesitation, Britney turned around and ran in the direction of the car. Sure enough, her sixth sense was correct. As soon as she started running, the two guards behind grabbed electric batons and chased Britney.

What do they want to do?

The moment this idea came up, Britney threw it away. The most important thing now was to get out of here. No matter what the fat man wanted to do, she didn't want to try the consequences of being caught.

"Snapped."

Opening the car door and jumping in instantly, Britney nervously took out the car keys and wanted to start the car. However, because she was nervous, not only did she not insert the car key for the first time, but she almost dropped the key under the car seat.

"Bang bang bang..."

Two guards chased after her, slamming the windows violently, causing Britney to get out of the car immediately.

"Woooooooo..."

The car engine suddenly started. Britney ignored the two guards by the window and stepped on the accelerator, sprinted out and drove into the avenue outside.

At this time, Britney breathed a sigh of relief. When she looked back, she saw that the two guards only chased for about ten steps before giving up the plan of catching up. Trying to catch up with the starting car by foot was obviously a delusion. open.

Britney still didn't dare to relax. This place was already sparsely populated, and she was also afraid that those few people would catch up with her in a car. It wasn't until she drove into a city with a lot of traffic that she finally relaxed and thought about everything that happened before and after.

Seriously speaking, this matter was very strange. She was clearly just asking about Rio, so why did she arouse the hostility and vigilance of the fat man? And in the end, guards were sent to arrest her.

God, this is Los Angeles. How can a company act like a criminal and arrest people?

The more she thought about it, the more Britney felt that this matter was not simple. In addition, she had been unable to contact Rio, and she had vague suspicions in her mind.

Did Rio discover something terrible and was detained privately by that company?

This is very possible. As a reporter, she has seen many companies do illegal things, including drug trafficking by some short-selling companies, and corporate power infiltrated by other countries to steal cutting-edge American technology secrets. Actions.

If this is true, it would be big news that would shock the United States.

The previous fear was swept away, and Britney's blue eyes flashed with excitement. If this was big news, then she would no longer have to endure the nagging and criticism from her boss, and maybe she could use this to jump to the next level. , and won a position that was previously unimaginable.

With her excitement, she couldn't help but put more force on her feet, hit the accelerator hard, and returned to her house in just half an hour at the maximum speed stipulated by traffic laws.

Without even taking off her shoes, Britney rushed into the study, opened her laptop and connected to the Internet, entered the keywords of Fross Group, and hit the Enter key. The blank search interface immediately displayed a large list of search results.

"how could this be?"

After carefully reading the introduction of Frost Group, Britney's excitement calmed down.

Although the Floss Group is not well-known, and ordinary people have probably never heard of it, this group is also a global multinational company, involving many industries, and has been involved with various figures in the political circle. Its founder, Il Manfros is a powerful person on Wall Street and is highly respected by many successful people on Wall Street.

It is absolutely impossible for such a huge group company to be involved in drug smuggling. Any person with intelligence will never engage in drug trade and smuggling with such a net worth.

The second possibility of stealing cutting-edge technology secrets was almost eliminated instantly. This is a large company in the United States. If there was such a problem, it would be her turn to suspect it. It had already been sealed by the FBI.

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