Known as the old dog, Torrey is a white man in his 50s, wearing a professional trench coat worn by a detective in the movie, holding two skewers made of unknown animal flesh in his hands, and he talks to his attendant behind him while trying to eliminate the food in his hands.

And behind him, the attendant dressed like a decent gentleman helplessly watched his boss munch here without any image, not at all like a senior agent of the countermeasures command bureau, but a street thug.

"Hey, Jerry, don't have a bitter face, that's what you came here to eat! That's how men eat! After eating the meat skewer in his left hand, Torrey threw away the bamboo skewer in his hand, reached out and hooked the neck of the attendant behind him, and pulled the other party to his side, even though the other party was 10 centimeters taller than him.

Jerry rolled his eyes helplessly, but still bent down very cooperatively.

I still remember the first time the other party did this, he straightened his waist like a log, and then his boss actually hung directly on him like a koala, God knows what his expression was at the time, but it must have been wonderful. Don't expect Torrey to have such a thing as discipline, and even if he had, he would have taken it for a long time ago.

"Boy, don't be so serious, we're here to catch the suspect, how can you dress like a playboy who is about to go to a banquet? Others will know that you are a strip at a glance! Now I'm going to teach you how to disguise. Torrey taught his follower a serious lesson, and his big oily hand unceremoniously pressed on the other party's white shirt.

Jerry's body froze and his eyes widened, "My shirt!" His heart was bleeding, and it was a handmade shirt that he had spent a month's salary on to buy from Italy. Now he didn't care about anything else, so he quickly pushed Torrey away, took out a white square handkerchief from his pocket and wiped the oily handprints on his shirt.

Torrey didn't care about the other party's behavior, he finished eating the meat skewers in his hands, threw away the bamboo sticks, wiped two handfuls on his trench coat with both hands, took out a crumpled napkin from his trouser pocket, wiped it on his mouth vigorously, and crumpled it out with his hand.

Tilting his head and looking at it for 4 weeks, he took out a pack of cigarettes without a logo from the inner pocket of his windbreaker, knocked them twice on the palm of his hand, and the two cigarettes fell into his palm, picked up one of them, skillfully lit it for himself, held it in his mouth, and threw the other one to the attendant behind him.

Jerry caught the cigarette thrown in front of him in a little hurry, he put the cigarette under his nose and smelled it, his eyes suddenly lit up, this is a good product with added materials, only the director and a few deputy directors have a quota to supply the special offerings.

Putting the cigarette in his mouth, a delicate lighter lit it, and a charming aroma of tobacco soaked his entire mouth, and the ability that had been silent inside his body began to activate as the smoke entered his lungs.

The feeling of power rushing through the veins of the whole body is intoxicating, and the smoke in his chest makes his whole body become light, which is the ultimate enjoyment!

Most of the anger in my heart because of the dirty handprints on my shirt has dissipated, and the back of the bad old man in front of me has become much more pleasing to the eye, and Torrey is not so annoying.

But where did he get it?

Just as he was guessing, Torrey's voice came from the front, "What do you think of this bounty?" ”

Jerry was stunned for a second, quickly emptied the messy thoughts in his head, and began to enter the work state, carefully analyzing the origin of this reward, he muttered for a while, "It should be that a certain big force got rid of it and lost more valuable items, so it didn't call the police, but issued a reward order." ”

The old man in front spat out a smoke ring and nodded in agreement: "Jerry, do you know why I am called an old dog?" ”

Isn't it because you're too cheap? Jerry complained silently in his heart, but his face was very blank.

Satisfied with his performance, Torrey pointed to his nose and said, "Because I have a sensitive nose!" I can always smell where the opportunity is! Now my nose tells me that this is the chance! As long as we follow this bounty, we will always catch big fish! ”

In a corner near them, an ordinary-looking middle-aged man, a professional paparazzi, quietly put away the hidden camera in his hand, providing hot news for news platforms in various paranormal worlds. If Torrey is a lion chasing prey, these paparazzi are vultures hovering in the sky.

They'll educate anyone interested in anything they see, and there's always a few big deals out of these vultures.

They are the most bottomless information mongers, they can sell the information of the murderer to the police, they can also sell the movements of the police to the murderer, they can sell someone's whereabouts to their enemies, and they can also cooperate with someone to set up a situation to kill the enemy.

Although their reputation is insignificant, there is always an iron law that restricts them, and it also gives them a place to live! That is, the information they provide must be true and accurate! If it weren't for this industry code, they would have been attacked by other forces a long time ago, and they would have been killed!

Of course, there are some self-motivated people who will work hard to collect intelligence and trade a large amount of money to a certain platform, making it the exclusive paparazzi of the platform, or even breaking away from this industry and promoted to regular reporters.

The middle-aged man in front of him is an up-and-coming paparazzi who wants to be a reporter. This is the last place where the suspect with a huge bounty appeared, and all kinds of powerful or well-known figures appeared here, which really gave him a good harvest and got a lot of useful news.

But that's not enough! Then to become a real journalist, he needs more exciting news to negotiate with his future boss. He didn't want to be coaxed by his boss after getting a news that was not big or small, so he became an intern reporter and kept guarding the water cooler and doing chores in the office.

Only really big news, really valuable news, can make those greedy capitalists smile good-natured and accept all his conditions.

Today's lady luck seems to have lifted the corners of his skirt, and the two in front of him are a good opportunity!

Among the two people in front, the young one doesn't know each other, and it is estimated that he is just a newcomer who comes to the grassroots level to exercise, and he is a nobody, but Torrey, a famous old dog, is not a small name!

The most slippery thing this guy plays is to eat black in vain, embezzle stolen money, frame him, etc., his methods are not ordinary dirty, and the strangers who fold in his hands hate him to the core! But this guy is like an old dog who can detect danger, always able to detect danger before it comes, and then hide in a place where no one can find him.

Those who are awe-inspiredly call it the Dog Cave!