America: Daily Intelligence Starting with the Homeless

Chapter 28 New Intelligence



Chapter 28 New Intelligence

"How about we discuss this?"

Felicia's voice was soft and sweet, her eyes sparkling: "Since you already know a rich woman, why not try harder and get her to support you?"

As if outlining a grand life plan, Felicia continued, "If she supports you, you'll become rich too. Once you're rich, you can support me, and I can become rich too."

Felicia grabbed Lin Simon's hand, her eyes seemingly sparkling: "Wouldn't it be great if the world suddenly had two more rich people?"

What do you mean by suddenly having two rich people? Do you know how much effort I have to put in?

Who knows what the rich women on the West Coast are like? What if they're also steel wool enthusiasts?

The symbolism of wealth and forbearance in flowers is something Lin Ximeng feels is not something she can bear at her age.

"You're not alone." Felicia seemed to sense Lin Simon's worry, turned to lean closer to him, and whispered in his ear, "When you're tired, I can offer you the best emotional support."

At this moment, Felicia's gaze towards Lin Simon was full of tenderness and affection.

If outsiders saw them, they would definitely think the two were a couple deeply in love. Who would believe that the two had just worked together to carry out a sex scam?

"Keep your skills to yourself."

The girl in front of him could spout sweet nothings almost effortlessly. If Lin Simon hadn't known her profession, he would have been completely swept up in Felicia's rhythm.

Fortunately, the thought had barely crossed his mind when the homeless man's poverty brought him back to his senses.

This guy, our collaboration isn't even fully complete yet, and he's already starting to consider me as his next potential target?

"I feel fine maintaining this business relationship with the rich woman," Lin Simon said, pulling his hand away from Felicia's tight grip.

"Clear and simple, very pure."

"Oh~", Felicia scoffed, looking him up and down in his designer clothes, her eyes full of disbelief.

The two were still discussing when they suddenly heard a loud shout from the seat next to them.

Why can't I log in?

Jebsey, who had been sitting in the same spot, suddenly sat up straight and tapped repeatedly on her phone screen.

However, the phone only keeps showing "incorrect password" pop-ups.

He had been sitting here since 4 p.m., waiting for the Evil Rabbit to appear.

Although the other party did not appear on time, he simply assumed that his client was late.

He had previously read a guidebook circulating on the dark web titled "Courtesy Hunter: 21 Days from Beginner to Expert," which advised novice commission hunters not to rush their clients and to show patience and sincerity.

So Jebsey did as he was told.

While waiting, I couldn't stand it anymore, so I took a nap on the table. When I opened my eyes, it was already dark outside the window. More than four hours had passed.

"That book, could it be something written by a particular employer to deceive people?"

Jebsey gripped her phone tightly, her palms sweating. She tried logging in twice more, but the password was still wrong. Her mind was buzzing.

This is an account I bought for $15, how come I can't log in?

Because of his restless movements and obvious noises, Jebsey was immediately noticed by the store clerk: "Sir, this is a public place. Please keep quiet. If you continue to make noise, we will have to ask you to leave."

Jebsey's face stiffened, and after a moment of silence, she promised not to shout anymore.

He held his phone, torn between waiting and waiting in vain, yet unwilling to give up.

Before he could figure it out, the clerk came over and asked him if he wanted a new coffee. He blushed, felt uncomfortable, and eventually slunk away, grabbing his backpack and leaving.

"Hmm? This person's back view looks strangely like a dog's?"

Felicia noticed Jebsey leaving silently, shook her head, looked at Simon Lin, and said with a smile, "It's a good thing you're not this type. If my partner were this kind of obedient baby, we definitely wouldn't have made any money today."

As a professional who makes a living through sex scams, Felicity knows very well that surviving on the West Coast requires more than just being a docile dog.

When you encounter danger, only a wolf-like ferocity and initiative can save your life.

"I'll keep this $200 as payment, and the rest is here."

Simon Lin simply put his money away, ignoring all of Felicia's compliments as mere sweet talk. "That's all for today. Contact me again if you need anything next time."

Felicia was clearly unwilling to give up and continued to persuade her: "You should also consider becoming a rich woman. My advice is effective in the long run."

......

By the time Lin Ximeng returned to the campsite under Bridge No. 39, it was already around 9:30 p.m.

Upon entering the camp, Lin Ximeng smelled a strong odor of alcohol.

A campfire was lit in the center of the camp, and several drunken men were gathered around it.

"Is it just you and Gloria tonight?"

Lin Simon found Riley and Gloria lying by the campfire and asked them what was wrong.

"Hmm?" Riley looked like he had drunk quite a bit, but he was still somewhat sober.

Gloria, who was sleeping soundly to the side, had drool all over her face and her long legs, clad in hot pants, were casually draped over Riley.

"Simon, you're back?" Riley yawned. "Jeff's business's good tonight, so he's not coming back. Chris said he's going for a jog and maybe see if he can find a gym to hang out at."

"Then why did you two drink so much?" Lin Ximeng asked.

"hey-hey."

Riley swayed as he stood up. "I ran into those two old men in jackets today, and guess what? They gave me all the cans they'd collected! It must be because of you."

As he spoke, Riley handed an unopened bottle of beer to Simon Lin: "This was specially saved for you. It's been a long time since I've found so many bottles, so let's celebrate today."

Thanks.

Lin Ximeng took the beer and roughly guessed who the "two old men in jackets" were.

Riley took a sip of beer, squinted his drunken eyes, and mumbled, "Your clothes today... why are they a little shiny? They seem a bit different from what you wore this morning."

Seeing Riley's unsteady gait, Lin Simon knew that the other man's alcohol tolerance had reached its limit.

They then helped Riley, who was almost collapsing, and carried him and Gloria, who was already asleep, back to their respective dilapidated tents.

After settling the two in, Lin Ximeng extinguished the campfire and lay down in his sleeping bag.

When he woke up again, it was already bright daylight, and sunlight shone through the gaps in the tent. Lin Ximeng took out the old cell phone he had picked up and saw that it was exactly 9 a.m.

The intelligence system has been updated with new information.

[Daily News: At 10 AM, at Red & Blue Supermarket, Max's owner, Ah Han, received a large order to deliver a batch of goods to the vicinity of 7th Street in Poor Street. The pickup truck driver he had originally contacted refused to go due to fear of danger, but he could earn $100 by delivering the goods instead.]

Note: You need to help Ah Han move the goods from the warehouse to the delivery pickup truck before you can deliver orders. Moving goods will earn you an extra $10.

Delivering goods to Block 7, Poor Street?

Lin Ximeng was somewhat delighted. This intelligence could not only make money, but also allow him to obtain information about the homeless in the 7th block. It was a win-win situation.


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