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Acheson Leslie has been following Gotham Prince Bruce Wayne in recent days. The richest man in Gotham has not had any new scandals in the past three or four months. The media that feeds on gossip is about to go bankrupt.

Although Acheson Leslie is a paparazzi rooted in the metropolis, for him, as long as it is profitable, he will not refuse.

What's more, the Metropolitan Daily where he works and the Planet Daily under the Wayne Group have been rivals for many years, and he will not feel guilty at all for digging up the other's boss.

Of course, it is impossible for Leslie to go to the chaotic city of Gotham to do his best, so he has reached a deal with several tabloids in Gotham. After Bruce Wayne leaves Gotham, he will be responsible for following up Shoot, as for the other party staying in Gotham, he will not be under his control. After getting the first-hand information, we will exchange information.

But is Leslie really stupid enough to offend a person who is in charge of the lifeline of half the city and funds the entire Justice League?

That must be impossible, the alliance with the Gotham tabloids is just to dig out explosive news from them, if the first-hand information is captured by Leslie himself, then it depends on the sincerity of Bruce Wayne up.

However, he never expected that he would be able to dig up such a piece of material, which could become a shocking piece of material after a little processing.

Bruce Wayne's adopted son is also considered a golden bachelor. It is said that Wayne's heirs have his share. The energy behind the handsome face.

It's just that I didn't expect that a playboy like Wayne would actually do something like a mandarin duck. Sure enough, the four big families of Gotham seem to be friendly and friendly on the surface, but they are still old money.

Holding the white porcelain dinner plate in her hand, Philomena looked at the man who was blindfolded by dollars with a cold expression, and took a half step back in disgust: "Anyone with eyes can see that he is locked in the door by me." outside?"

"Indeed." The corner of Leslie's mouth raised an inevitable smile. The man pushed his glasses and pulled out another photo from his pocket again. This time, the people on it became Philomena and Dick. The young man was holding the door for the girl with a smile, and a bright smile could be seen in his slightly bent eyes: "I guess the relationship between the two of you is not recognized by Bruce Wayne?"

Leslie's smile deepened slowly, and he removed the photo of Philomena and Dick, leaving only the one of Bruce Wayne: "Of course, the original story is too boring, if... . . with a little text manipulation, the photos can go a long way.”

"Such a photo──" Leslie's eyes flashed greedy, he estimated Wayne's value, and then stretched out five fingers: "I guess this is not too much?"

Philomena lowered her gaze coldly: "Fifty thousand?"

"Fifty thousand?" Leslie raised his voice slightly, with mockery and sarcasm in his tone: "That's not worthy of Wayne's worth──I want 50."

"I don't have any money." Philomena put the clip back on the common plate with a "click": "You have found the wrong person."

This groundless accusation is meaningless at all. This paparazzi has been in this industry for so long, how could he not know that this kind of photo will not even be able to enter the door of the old money family like the Wayne family.

Want exposure?Then think about it.

The moment the report written by this photo is put on the editor's desk, the reporter will be kicked out. No one will take the risk of offending Bruce Wayne to publish such a report without gold content, and someone will dig it out soon. It was Richard Grayson who came out and now lived across from Philomena's house.

At best, it can only be described as being in a relationship with Grayson, but what's so good about a 23-year-old Brudhaven detective writing a sensual report?There are now three heirs to Bruce Wayne's estate. Before he hiccupped his fart, none of these heirs had a hot spot like Bruce Wayne alone.

It's just a clown who wants to steal some money. Although Philomena is not short of money, it doesn't make sense to throw 50 in this person's hands.

Anyway, he will be cold tonight.

"I know you have no money. What kind of money can an orphan whose adoptive parents both die?" When she was about to walk around Leslie, the man in the gold-rimmed glasses seemed a little impatient, and he disdainfully Opened his mouth: "It's okay to be a gold digger, but Mr. Wayne can't even get 50?"

Filomina stopped, picked up the lemon sour on her plate with one hand, and a small glass of greasy smoothie dotted with small pieces of smoked salmon and mint leaves. Romina liked it quite a bit, but considering that the reporter in front of her dared to provoke her, she thought that this glass of salwar had a better place than her own stomach.

Philomena's hand was very fast. Before Leslie could react, Shava poured it directly on the man's face, leaving no drop.

She said coldly: "You can ask him yourself."

Leslie finally came to his senses after two seconds. He never expected that Philomena Olson would dare to humiliate him in such a place. You must know that she is the one who needs to protect her reputation and ask for help!

The man was almost furious, and he stretched out his hand to grab Philomena: "You—"

Philomena nimbly dodged his hand, and then Leslie's wrist was directly grasped tightly by a strong palm. He turned his head angrily, and saw the girl who appeared before them not long ago. 【Young Master Wayne】in the conversation.

Richard Grayson, the eldest son of Wayne, who has always been known for his kindness and closeness to the people, frowned slightly, with anger lingering in his eyes, and his voice sounded as cold as ice: "What can I do for you? Is it, sir?"

"Otherwise, why are you harassing my girlfriend?"

At this time, Philomena flashed past Leslie, and was held tightly by Dick by the man's hand. She stretched out her hand and took the two photos from Leslie's suit pocket and hand, shaking them in front of Dick. Akira: "He wants to blackmail you, Young Master Wayne."

Then he took the photo in Dick's hands, and walked away with the remaining delicacies on his plate, leaving the tricky things to Dick.

Anyway, it was him—and his adoptive father— who caused the incident, and Philomena was the only one who was humiliated for no reason.

'Athena. ' Philomena murmured silently in her mind, and Athena responded softly: [What's the matter, Philomena? 】

"Anything about me, Bruce Wayne, and Grayson on the Internet, delete it all, hack his database, and clear all the information. Philomena ordered coldly, she didn't care about the damage to her reputation, because this kind of thing didn't matter to her.

But this kind of rubbish dares to threaten her?

It just so happened that the person secretly installed a surveillance camera to take pictures, illegally invaded other people's houses, and even ran into someone while drunk and drove away. Philomena had investigated all the facts, and the information had been backed up and placed in Athena's database.

Five minutes later, Dick tugged helplessly at his suit while walking towards him.

The young man sat across from Philomena, and when he saw Philomena continuing to eat heartlessly, he couldn't help complaining: "At least follow me to deal with that person, you know he was talking nonsense just now Gossip what?"

"Not interested." Filomina lowered her eyes and cut her butter-fried scallops. After the surface of the charred scallops was slightly cut, a little raw seafood juice leaked out from the cracks. The sweet aroma stimulated the nasal nerves of the two of them. Romina opened her mouth beautifully and took a bite.

And the person who was dragged into the water in front of him didn't eat two bites at all, and stared pitifully at Philomena's plate. He was even the one who had to pay the bill today.

"So, that person blackmailed you?" Dick probably knew why after seeing the photo taken by Philomena in his hand. He had also heard of this Leslie, the most notorious paparazzi in the Metropolis One, many people also regarded him as a disgrace to the Metropolitan Daily, and protested against the repeated cover-up of the editor-in-chief of the Metropolitan Daily.

Philomena raised her eyebrows: "We've been eyeing him for a long time, but we didn't expect him to be so stupid as to bump into my hand."

She stretched out her hand, and after clicking a few times on the phone, she opened the confidential folder sent by Athena to the phone. There were dozens of cases in it, all of which were about Leslie.

Philomena turned the phone with one hand and handed it to Dick: "Look for yourself, I'll visit later—this Mr. Leslie."

Leslie tugged at his suit tie angrily. He felt that his body still smelled of lemon, and the not-so-cheap suit was still sticky with sweet smoothies. He could remember the feeling of humiliation clearly for the rest of his life.

He slammed the car door hard, and the sound of "bang!" scared the passers-by on the side of the road. Their eyes glanced at the man strangely, and then walked away whispering.

Being noticed has always been the thing Leslie is most proud of. He considers himself the top elite of the Metropolitan Daily, and he has dug up countless news and brought a very high income to the newspaper. Therefore, when he is noticed, he is basically Head held high.

But today is different. He has just been released by the police from the Metropolitan Police Station on the grounds of harassment of women and disturbance.

These bloody cops with eyes open to money!It was clear that his attitude changed 180 degrees after seeing Richard Grayson. It was not like this when he was released from the police station in a good manner a few days ago.

Leslie felt that his chest was burning with anger, there was no place to vent, and he was still being laughed at by these useless ordinary passers-by, and all this was Richard Grayson and the gold digger girl──Fey Romina Olsen - Fault!

He took out the key from his pocket, and the man who was so angry that his hands were shaking took ten seconds to successfully poke the key into the lock. He cursed in a low voice, and then twisted open the door of his house.

He made a lot of money from extorting photos and writing news, so he dared to take a shot at Young Master Wayne's new love after he tasted the sweetness. Mori was sent to the police station, and it took a lot of effort to ask the editor-in-chief of the Metropolitan Daily to get out for him.

What his editor-in-chief cousin said to him earnestly and sincerely when he parted ways with him in front of the police station was extremely harsh in Leslie's ears: "Ai Qi, there are some people you can't mess with, especially those who are rich. Powerful and powerful people, I have seen those two photos."

"Wayne is definitely not someone you can arrange at will. Even if you send the manuscript to me this time, I will never pass it, not any newspaper."

"It's not just Bruce Wayne that you've messed with. The four big families in Gotham are connected to each other, especially the Wayne and Kane families are originally relatives by marriage, and the relationship between the two families is very good."

"You messed with the whole of Gotham."

Leslie has always relied on his cousin's protection to be safe and sound in so many incidents. He has always obeyed his cousin's words, but this time even if he agreed on the surface, he still has a feeling of urgency in his heart. gas.

The humiliation he received will definitely be repaid double!

When the door was opened, the house was pitch black, and the wife and children who were supposed to be at home disappeared without a trace.

It didn't occur to Leslie until then that his wife's car, which should have been parked in the garage, was no longer there.

"Alice?" He raised his voice and shouted, but the voice spread far away, and even faintly echoed in the empty house: "Stephen?"

Leslie began to feel that something was wrong, he turned on the light in the house with a "snap!", and the house was full of mess, as if someone packed up his things and left in a hurry, Leslie walked into his son's room quickly inside the room.

Stephen's closet was wide open, and more than half of the clothes inside were missing. It seemed that he packed up his things in a hurry, and suddenly he felt a "thump" in his heart, and rushed into his room in three steps at a time.

The cloakroom in the room also lacked a lot of clothes, bags and even shoes belonging to his wife Alice. He impatiently took out his mobile phone and tried to make a call, but after several failed calls, he found that he was actually blocked by Alice. up.

After half an hour, he found a thick letter on the table in the dining room, with a note pressed beside it.

The handwriting on the note is very beautiful, it comes from his wife Alice, which he has read for several years.

'I never thought that I have been living my life in the deception of my husband!I will initiate divorce proceedings and never see you again, liar! '

The letter had already been opened, and the paper inside was still wrinkled. It looked as if it had been tightly crumpled before being spread out. At this time, Leslie's hands were faintly sweating. After wiping the suit pants several times, it still couldn't stop the sweat.

The letter was very thick, but the key information was actually only two pages, and everything else was physical evidence. Those papers and evidence revealed Leslie's marital derailment, illegal transfer of marital property, and proof of illegitimate children.

There was also the improper transfer of the estate of the father-in-law.

Leslie's wife, Alice, is a well-known socialite in the metropolis. Although his father died young, he left a large amount of inheritance to his wife and a pair of children. His son Eric has inherited the family company, and Alice has brought the inheritance He married Leslie in the shares, and thought that his life was a happy one, but he didn't expect that it was a scam from the beginning.

The illegitimate child's age is only five months behind Stephen's!

Leslie's hands trembled slightly. These evidences were all true. If they were brought to court, the assets he transferred would definitely be frozen and all of them would be returned to Alice.

He might not even be able to keep the house, let alone custody of his son, and Alice could even apply to deny him visitation rights with Stephen.

Fear and anger superimposed at this moment. For Leslie, his life has been ruined by this incident. It's okay for him to have a hard time, and he must drag someone into the water.

Leslie rushed into the office at the end of the corridor with a ferocious face. This was originally a study room, but Leslie himself is better at obtaining wealth in the form of extortion and sneak shots than ordinary regular reporters, so there is no Concentrating on improving my literary literacy, there are very few books in the huge study room.

He rushed to the computer, the clicking sound was like a ringtone urging death, and the sound of clicking the mouse was also very obvious in the silence, but after 5 minutes, he panicked.

"Why, how could there be no—?"

All the materials he saved in the computer, not only those of Philomena Olson, Grayson, and Wayne, but also all the other materials, and even the photos and news of political leaders he has saved for a long time, ready to He made a good fortune before the general election, but completely disappeared at this time.

The empty folder seemed to be mocking the man. He sat in front of the computer for a long time before gritting his teeth: "It's okay, I still have some."

He bent down and pulled out a small safe from under the desk, which contained materials he considered extremely valuable, including photos of the political boss and several superheroes.

However, just after he finished entering the password, there were no photos of his treasures in the opened safe, and the empty space seemed to be mocking his luck half a minute ago.

His hands trembled slightly, and he couldn't figure out why his family was ruined in such a short period of time, and he didn't even have anything to rely on for money in the end.

"Slap." The sound of an object falling to the ground sounded beside him, and a yellow kraft paper folder fell to his feet. He picked it up blankly, and inside were the photos and documents he had put in the safe, intact. Like it's all just a joke.

At this moment, a pair of feet appeared in front of Leslie's eyes. He couldn't help shaking, and slowly raised his head along his line of sight, feeling that he saw the shadow of death calling.

Ye Yi stood in front of him, arms crossed, staring at him condescendingly, and squatting on a high bookcase was a woman wearing a Prajna mask, her hands were in the posture of letting go of something, with a slight The electronic voice sneered.

"Looking for this, Mr. Leslie?"