[Main Team] Boyfriend Lianmeng

Along a bustling street in the metropolis, there are many large and small storefronts crowded and crowded, and among these storefronts stands a towering building, with a line of striking characters on the top of the building: "Planet Daily Press."

At this moment, in a window on the 27th floor of the building, a tall man with black-rimmed glasses and a slightly rustic look was standing at his desk, listening to his boss Perry. White slapped him on the table and cursed: "It's been more than a week! The reporters from other companies have already figured out what Rachel Fang likes to eat and how many hairs she has on her head, but what about you? Clark, what have you achieved?" I asked you to investigate Fang Ruiqiu's background and gossip, where did you find it? Is it because the newspaper pays you that you sit in front of the computer all day in a daze?"

Clark Kent couldn't help pushing the black-rimmed glasses on his face when he heard this, and tried to explain: "But... Editor-in-Chief, I told you last time, I personally think... the scandal between Rachel Fang and Captain America this time It's just hype, it's not newsworthy, I want to report something more valuable-"

"Is it up to you, a brat who doesn't understand anything, to decide whether it's newsworthy?" Huairui slapped the table angrily, "Am I your boss, or are you my boss? The task I assigned to you If you dare not do it, do you want to be fired?"

"Uh, no... I just—"

"Since it's not, then hurry up and dig out Rachel Fang's gossip seriously! How did she, an ordinary little anchor, make Captain America fall in love with her at first sight? Let me find out the truth! You have missed many opportunities, if you miss even this one, I will send you to a war-torn zone in Africa!" Editor-in-Chief Huairui said while driving away the big reporter Clark out.

As soon as Clark left the editor-in-chief's office, he couldn't help sighing softly, and said to himself, "I'd rather you send me on a business trip to a war-torn zone..."

I'm really allergic to that crazy female anchor...

"What's the matter, countryman?" He was downcast, when the female colleague beside him, Louise Lane, smiled and walked over and patted Clark on the shoulder, "You were scolded by the editor again? What is it this time?"

Clark shrugged and gave her a look at the file folder in his hand, and Louise immediately understood: "Oh...it's about Rachel Fang, it's strange, you used to be very efficient at work, why is this so? It’s been more than a week, and I still haven’t figured out the background of the anchor Fang? The editor just asked you to interview her at a close distance. Why didn’t you go? If it wasn’t for me, I know that you have always been gentle to everyone. And kind, I can't help but wonder if you hate that Fang Ruiqiu."

Clark froze for a moment: "...No."

"Haha, okay, I won't tease you, I can see that the editor-in-chief is really angry this time, think about it, Clark, in other newspapers, the news about anchor Fang and the US team has already dominated the headlines, and even Some people have opened their emotional special page, but our family can’t come up with any breaking news, don’t journalists just want to keep up with the trend of the times? If this continues, our newspaper will lose touch with society.”

Clark sighed helplessly, then nodded: "I understand what you mean, I know what to do."

After Louise left, Clark reluctantly put his mini camera on his back and left the newspaper building.

Although he was very reluctant, he knew that if he wanted to get the most real and reliable news between Fang Ruiqiu and the US team, then the best way was to observe at close range without blind spots, commonly known as sneak shots.

So that evening, amidst the tide of people returning home from get off work, Clark went upstream all the way, walking in the direction of Fang Ruiqiu's residence helplessly and irritably.

(Continued, if you have read it, look down from here)

At the same moment, in the news center building.

After a whole day's work, Rachel went to the bathroom to wash her face, picked up her bag and wanted to go home, but when she looked up, she saw a group photo of herself on the dressing table. In the group photo, in the picture, Rachel has a happy expression on her face, wrapping her hands around Sheldon's arm, while Leonard, Howard and Rajesh stand on their left and right sides.

Rachel picked up the photo and looked at it for a while, only to feel that she would think of others when seeing things, and she wanted to throw the photo away but was reluctant. After all, Leonard and the others treated her well, so she just used lipstick to paint Sheldon's face Lost.

But he couldn't help thinking of Leonard's request this morning.Although Leonard immediately added after finishing speaking: "This request is too much...Forget it, just pretend that I didn't say anything!"

But how could Rachel pretend he hadn't?She has long known that Leonard and the others are fanatical fans of superheroes. She has collected countless models and posters at home. Now that she finally has the opportunity to get in touch with their idols, she should do her good friends a favor, right?

It's just... I just don't know if that person will agree.

Rachel thought about it, and was about to call Steve, but at this moment, the phone rang by itself!Looking at the screen, it turned out that it was Steve calling!

She was stunned for a moment, then answered the phone, but she didn't know what to say: "Uh..."

"Rachel? This is Steve." The voice of the person over there sounded calm and gentle, "Are you off work?"

"Uh, I just got off work and I was about to leave," Rachel said dryly.

"That's right, I'm downstairs in your company, I'll take you back."

If it was placed before, Rachel might have refused, but today's situation is different!She has something to ask of Steve, and besides... I just got angry with this national idol because of a few trivial things this morning, but now he doesn't care about it at all, and sent me home considerately...

Rachel couldn't help feeling her nose a little sore, she hurriedly said: "Well...Okay, I'll come down now, that...my attitude towards you this morning...was not very good, I'm sorry."

Steve over there couldn't help chuckling: "It's nothing, I'd have forgotten it if you didn't tell me."

In Old Antique's eyes, Rachel was his mission object, so how could he care so much about his mission object?

So the two happily returned to Rachel's house all the way. The atmosphere was much better than in the morning. After confirming that there was no danger around Rachel, Steve waved to her: "Then I Let's go, I'll pick you up tomorrow morning."

"Ah! No... wait!" Rachel quickly stopped him, and found that Steve was looking at her with questioning eyes. She was a little embarrassed, but she still said what she had prepared, "Well, You...are you busy tonight? If not, why don't you come and have dinner with me? I'll cook myself!"

Rachel thought so, first invite him to the house, cook a delicious meal to reward him, and then take the opportunity to ask for a shield, perhaps the success rate of this will be higher.

And Steve on the other end, after being stunned for a moment, quickly agreed, with a bit of joy in his tone: "Of course! Of course!"

Although he didn't understand why he wanted to go in for coffee last night and she didn't agree, but today he took the initiative to invite him to dinner, but Steve can sneak around Rachel's house while Rachel is cooking, and maybe he can find out What those bad guys are looking for!

So the two walked into Rachel's apartment with their own thoughts. She skillfully tied on the apron and made tea for Steve: "You wait in the living room for a while, I can prepare the meal in about half an hour , if you feel bored, you can watch TV or something."

Steve sat upright on the sofa with a serious expression: "Okay."

After Rachel turned around and walked into the kitchen, he immediately jumped up from the sofa, came to the TV cabinet closest to him, and said softly: "I'm sorry, Miss Fang." Then he stretched out his hand and opened the drawer.

But there are only some ordinary items in the drawer, nothing special. The director Nick once gave him a detector, which can detect items with radioactive substances, although those villains hiding in the dark may not be researching What kind of radioactive weapon, but it also added a direction to Steve's search.

With the fastest speed and the lightest movement, he started a big search in the living room, but he almost turned the whole room upside down, and still didn't find anything of value. Drilled out from below in disgrace, turned to look around, and finally locked his sight on a door next to him.

There is also a light green love pattern pasted above the door, presumably the room behind the door must be Rachel's bedroom.

Steve had no choice but to grit his teeth, walked to the door, said in a low voice, "I'm sorry, I'm going to offend you." Then he slowly pushed open the bedroom door.

The room was very tidy, there was no trace of mess at all, the sheets were clean, and the table was neatly arranged. Steve walked around and found that Rachel seemed to like light green items, even her curtains were light green .

No wonder she was so angry when I gave her white chrysanthemums before, next time I should give green flowers... Uh, no, how can flowers be green?Well!Still not right!Why would he suddenly start planning what flowers to give her next time?I came here to find something!

Steve shook his head hurriedly, pulled back his thoughts, first searched from the drawer, and then searched all the way to find Rachel's clothes cabinet. The wardrobe was full of coats, nothing particularly conspicuous, just a corner. But there was a light green plastic box with a lock hanging on it!

Steve's attention was immediately attracted, is that thing locked in this box? !He got agitated and snapped the lock without much effort, and as soon as Steve opened the box, he reached out and grabbed what was hidden inside.

Then he found that what he grabbed... seemed to be a handful of cute shapes in different colors... Ladies' breasts/clothes!

Steve's face flushed immediately, and he was about to put the things back, but he heard Fang Ruiqiu's screams like killing a pig from behind: "Fuck! What are you doing!"