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Chapter 199

Looking back now, Jessica Jones still feels that the behavior of "joining Tianjian and becoming a field agent" is a bit hotheaded.To be honest, she didn't quite understand what she was thinking. It was clear that she didn't care much about anything anymore, but she agreed to join the gang anyway.

According to Jessica's personalized statement, "Life is like a pouring dog blood", bad things are always followed by worse things.It's not that she didn't have the idea of ​​"using superpowers to help others" when she was young, but if there is only one thing that experience taught her, it was that everything she did was meaningless.

But she's still in it.Michael Paso, the cold young man, said to her then, in a tone as flat as a statement of established fact: "You can choose to be forever chained to your past, entangled in the shadows of your life, or you can choose to Choose to make life work again and try to find your place.

If you can't decide, look in the mirror, Jessica Jones.Then ask yourself what kind of person you see in the mirror and what kind of person do you want her to be. "

He didn't publish inspiring tirade, nor did he come up with any grand ideals to sensationalize to impress her.The man's words were as careless as his expression when he spoke. Jessica didn't know which of his words moved her, so she joined the gang in a daze.

She didn't even realize it, but she wasn't that indifferent to everything.Jessica Jones is a kind girl from the bottom of her heart, even if the shitty world (in her own words) hurts her time and time again, she still cares about the world.

So now, here she is, downstairs at Wallis's company.She complained reluctantly about the trouble, but she accepted the boss's order and came here.

Among other things, at least the salary Michael paid her was nothing to say.According to Jessica's previous financial situation, she was already on the verge of being kicked out by the landlord to sleep on the streets, and she hardly paid the rent on time for a month.On the bright side, at least now she no longer has to worry about rent or living expenses.

The task description given to her was very vague, and she didn't really know what she was here to investigate.Michael only asked her to thoroughly investigate "everything suspicious" in the company, and then sort out a report and hand it to him within two days.

Jessica had never received a commission with such ambiguous descriptions, but what else could be done?Who made her a labor employee of the "oppressed party"?
Jessica checked the company's background and found that it was a small company that was registered within a year, and it was not very impressive in a city like New York.The company owner's name is Harry Wallis, a multi-millionaire.But this Mr. Wallis seemed to be a very careful and private person, because she found that this person's network seemed to be blank. At least she could not find out that Wallis had any form of contact with anyone.

As a rich man who owns a company in New York and has a fortune of more than ten million, this is not only unbelievable, it is simply impossible.So Jessica decided to visit his company in person and meet face to face what kind of person this Mr. Wallis is.

The woman in the purple dress at the front desk smiled and asked her, "Is there anything I can do for you?"

"I'm Lisa Benson, and I have an appointment with Mr. Wallis to meet today," Jessica said.

"Mr. Wallis is not in the company." The lady frowned suspiciously. "In fact, he is on a business trip. He has not been here recently, and he has no appointment to meet anyone."

"Ah, then there must be something wrong. Could I please?"

Jessica stopped abruptly.

Something doesn't feel right to her.She looked around subconsciously, and found that everyone in the office seemed to have stopped their work.The little brother who was sorting out the files, the programmer typing on the keyboard in front of the computer, and the woman next to the drinking fountain seemed to attract everyone's attention in an instant, as if Jessica was a strange person who entered by mistake.

Jessica felt an inexplicable pressure, as if she was trapped.

"Okay, it's okay." She changed her words, and smiled reluctantly at the weird-faced lady at the front desk, "Maybe I should go back and try to re-communicate with Mr. Wallis."

She turned around and quit the company.

Sure enough, it's weird, but it's not surprising.If it weren't for this place's problems, the boss wouldn't have sent her here to investigate.

But such a general and irresponsible description as "the atmosphere is weird" is obviously not suitable for filling in the mission report, so she turned to make a new plan.

After all, it was just a small private enterprise, and Jessica had at least ten different plans to get involved.

The building where Wallis' company is located has 22 floors, and only the three floors near the top of the building belong to them. At the bottom of their feet is a travel agency.Jessica groped into a utility room of a travel agency, knocked down a shelf against a wall with brute force, and smashed through a solid wall with a strange elbow.

According to the blueprint of the building, behind the wall panel is the elevator shaft.But this elevator is unique to the company on the top floor. It leads directly to the basement of the building and is closed to the rest of the floors.But obviously, that's just the general situation.Jessica smashed through the wall, climbed up the elevator shaft, and bypassed the entrance to the top floor where Mr. Wallis's own office was located.

Jessica used her arm to break the elevator door open a crack.Outside is a long corridor, which is empty and unmonitored.So she opened the elevator door and climbed in, and started walking towards the office.

Even if he is not in person, at least some useful information should be left in the office, and there may be some "suspicious things" in the office.Since the boss told her to come here to investigate, then this place must not be simple.Maybe the company was really a husk for a transnational crime syndicate, or maybe it was a stronghold for a terrorist organization, either of which wouldn't surprise her too much.

But she left the elevator, and just a few steps away, the alarm bells swept across the entire floor.Several security guards quickly appeared from the corner ahead in the corridor that was empty just now, and walked towards her with electric shock batons in their hands.At this very moment, another group of security guards appeared behind her. They were in the same uniform and the same equipment. They walked forward with vigilant eyes, and light blue electric currents stuck to their sticks.

Well, this is a ghost.Jessica grumbled in her stomach.

How did they find out?
(End of this chapter)