The two tabloid reporters were not interested in Widson, which made Widson suddenly stay out of the way, and then took the lead and boarded a taxi.

The remaining two core players of the Granada team are naturally the targets of the two reporters, to be precise, Carbine, but given that the rat still has some popularity and status in the city, the reporters simply followed it together.

At this time, it had been replaced by Carbine walking in front and behind the Squirrel Palace, and there was nothing special about this front and back position, because in the middle of the big street, it was impossible to get rid of the two reporters before the two of them got into the sports car.

Two tabloid reporters pinched one left and one right, and the SLR cameras in both hands took pictures every three seconds, and after a long time, the shutter sound of "click~click" made Carbine a little upset.

"Have you arrived?" Kabine asked the squirrel softly, trying not to let the two tabloid reporters hear what he was saying.

The squirrel was not stupid, and replied in the same way: "It's here after the turn." ”

Filming others at close range was a form of harassment, and the two tabloid reporters followed them all the way, and it was only after hearing the conversation between Cabine and the squirrel that the two tabloid reporters dared to speak.

One of the journalists, who resembled a bamboo pole, said: "Kabine! What do you think of Mr. Vali's comment? ”

Cabine's instincts were amusement, and the reporter who questioned him was the driver of the motorcycle, which could be known by the impression of his clothes, but the real funny thing was that Cabine himself didn't know any Mr. Vali.

"Vali? Who is WALL-E? I'm sorry! I don't know this person. ”

Even if Kabine doesn't want to talk to journalists. But the question he was asked was so strange that he had to make a simple clarification.

Then Kabine smirked. Ask the squirrel who was pulling the car door: "Hey! Do you know a guy named Vali? ”

Before getting into the driver's seat, the squirrel deliberately raised the volume of his voice and said, "I've never heard of this person!" ”

"I'm sorry! Maybe your question was prepared wrongly, or maybe you were looking for the wrong target, and neither I nor Van Khakitt knew this person. ”

After saying that, Kabine opened the door of the passenger seat and slipped into the cabin. As he was about to let the door slowly close, another tabloid reporter stood by the door and asked angrily, "But in Mr. Vali's comment." It has been explained that you and he know each other, will you have an explanation for this? ”

"Don't answer, let's go!" The squirrel has started the sports car engine. It seems that he is also starting to get a little tired of tabloid reporters' questions. He motioned to Carbine to ignore the two reporters.

When the door was completely closed, Carbine snorted and said, "Don't worry! I'm not going to speak, and sometimes one reply is sufficient. ”

At this moment, all four wheels of the sports car rolled, and the cabinet looked out of the window, only to find that the two tabloid reporters had disappeared like ghosts. He searched again and again, but there was really no trace of them.

Soon. The sports car drove through the first street, and the squirrel also said at this time: "Don't look for it, they won't stop there, those two people just go back to the same place and ride back to the motorcycle." ”

"Oh~? It's funny! We've all said we don't know Mr. Vali, and we're still coming along? Kabine touched the back of his head and swept it three times, his puzzle answered from the mouse.

"I thought about it for a while, and I realized that something was wrong. ”

Kirbine's brows furrowed, and he said, "Oh? So let me talk about my opinion first, I thought they would ask about the [European Golden Boy Award] and the things on social networking sites, but I thought that they would ask a brainless question, do you say yes? ”

The squirrel gripped the steering wheel of the sports car with both hands and said, "Your opinion is only half right, just imagine that they are tabloid reporters, and they are quick to grasp the development of the situation in Yiqiē, since they will ask you this, then I think there is some reason for this." ”

Kirbine continued, "Oh? So how? ”

Squirrel freed up his hand, handed his phone to Kabine, and said: "Log in with my social media account and see what is happening on the social network, what comments and other things the reporter said, I think I should be able to get some answers on the social networking site." ”

Kabine let out an "um" and took the mouse's phone.

As soon as the sports car drove out of the first street, the squirrel was already looking back in the rearview mirror outside the car from time to time, and when he looked this time, he found that the two tabloid reporters were already chasing after him on motorcycles.

The same helmet as a few hours ago, the same motorcycle style, and the same clothes I had just seen, which completely confirmed Kabine's speculation, and the two tabloid reporters followed all the way, presumably hiding in the hidden position at the entrance of the training base for a long time, waiting for Kabine to come out.

"! It's really angry! The squirrel muttered to himself.

On the contrary, Carbine didn't pay much attention, as long as he sat firmly in the sports car of the squirrel, how easy was it for the reporters to catch up?

After he took the phone, he slid the screen of the mobile phone intently, and under the guidance of the mouse, he used someone else's account account to start the social networking site, but he just wanted to read it carefully on the website, and he suddenly heard his mobile phone ringing.

Mr. Haas had finally come to the phone, and Mr. Haas had only called Carbiné now after so much had happened today, what was the old man anxious to deal with?

Like a canoe in the middle of the sea picking up a paddle, Kabine was in a hurry: "Mr. Haas! I've been looking for you, but I can't get through. ”

On the other end of the phone, Mr. Haas said unhurriedly, "Don't worry! Youngster! As soon as I finished working in a neighboring city, the phone rang non-stop, and I finally turned off my phone. ”

Kabine said, "Oh~? Are the journalists and the media constantly contacting you? ”

"That's right," said Mr. Haas. The European Golden Boy Award is about to be awarded, and you know about Shadugir's comment, right? It was because of these two events that the journalists and media forced me to turn off my phone temporarily. ”

Kabinet tapped his head and said, "Mr. Haas! Read on. ”

On the other end of the phone, the sound of a lighter lighting a cigarette rang again, and then Mr. Haas said: "Since you have not opened an account on any social networking site, those reporters and media want to visit you through these two things, of course, without me communicating with you properly, I have already rejected all their requests!" ”

When he heard this, Kabine said, "No wonder! In fact, I had already been intercepted by tabloid reporters, and they asked me if I knew a gentleman named Vali, which was also very strange to me. ”

Mr. Haas said, "Yes! That's right! It's another thing, young man! Do you really not know who Mr. Vali is? Because I've contacted him, and he said you've met twice, remember? ”

Carbine thought again, since Mr. Haas said this, he proved that he really had at least one side of the relationship with that Mr. Vali.

For more than ten seconds, after thinking about it, Carbine could only say one answer: "That...... Mr. Vali, did you write me a letter at one time, right? ”

Mr. Haas said: "As I understand it, yes, remember? You've met people twice, so why don't you even ask for their names? Isn't that ridiculous? Youngster? ”

It was finally clear that the two tabloid reporters were not following the wrong person, and that Kabine was undoubtedly their target, but the questions raised by the reporters were still a mystery.

Carbine couldn't help himself and asked Mr. Haas, "The reporter who followed me once said that Mr. Vali made some comments, what is going on?" ”

Mr. Haas replied verbatishly, "This should be explained by logging in to the social networking site yourself." (To be continued......)