Could it be my aunt
Ronan quickly denied this speculation. Even the aunt could not change her preferences and attitudes.
When Annie got off work, he rushed to Central Park early and stopped her.
"What's the matter?" Anne's attitude was still so cold, which was very puzzling.
Ronan smiled slightly, feeling that she did not show any shy attitude today.
This is abnormal in front of a handsome face with a charm value of 15.
"You said we would have dinner together last night."
"Oh, let's go then." Annie responded and walked towards the pastry shop.
Still the same as in the previous timeline, Annie ordered a large bagel and cappuccino, but not a mango drink.
In a cold atmosphere, the two of them finished eating with indifference.
Annie paid the bill, said goodbye and left.
After she left, Ronan followed her skillfully.
There are a lot of people in the park now, so it's inconvenient to use that trick, so I have to move to a place with fewer people.
Following Annie all the way to the dormitory building where she lived, when she took out the key and opened the door, Ronan rushed up closely behind her.
The sound caught Annie's attention. She turned around and saw Ronan, with a hint of disgust in her eyes: "Are you following me?"
"Look into my eyes." Ronan didn't talk nonsense to her, preparing to use a simple and crude trick to extract information.
Anne resisted fiercely and didn't even look at him.
Ronan had no choice but to use his 10-point strength advantage to knock her down and skillfully close the door.
"You dirty, smelly men, let me go!" Annie struggled hard with her hands held down. She looked completely different from the first time she saw her, and there was no trace of tenderness.
you
Ronan frowned and carefully considered Annie's words.
Could it be that she had suffered some emotional injury before and then killed her ex-boyfriend
No prompt for response.
Also, E-class shouldn’t be that simple.
Annie's strength is much greater than that of Lolita of the same age, but unfortunately she still has no chance of winning against Ronan, who has a strength of 10.
Her hands were tightly held down, and her pretty short legs fluttered twice before Ronan sat down and suppressed her, unable to move.
Looking at Anne beneath him, Ronan suddenly had a bold idea.
No, this is too dangerous!
"look into my eyes."
He attempts charm on the restrained Anne, but is released after a second.
This shows that Annie's mental power is higher than Ronan's.
When the difference in mental power between the two is negative, the charm skill is basically useless.
Hey, this shortcoming in mental strength should be made up for.
Looking around the room, there was quite a lot of noise between the two people fighting.
But surprisingly, no one else was seen in the house.
This shows that Anne lived alone, ruling out the possibility of having twin sisters.
Just as Ronan continued to think about how to obtain information.
Annie suddenly let out a weird scream, and blood gushed out from the tip of her tongue.
Damn it, are you so strong
Staring at Anne with blood pouring out of her mouth, Ronan frowned and read the files saved at noon that day.
The following was not fruitless this time. At least I learned that Annie lived alone and was disgusted with men.
If you want to get information, it seems you have to start with her friends and colleagues.
Ronan was at the shopping mall, waiting until seven o'clock in the evening.
Annie left after get off work, and the rolling shutter door was only half-opened. There were probably her colleagues in the store, so Ronan bent down and slipped in.
A store manager wearing a maid's dress was settling the day's sales.
"Sorry, we're calling..." Before he could finish his words, the store manager stopped counting the money.
She stared at Ronan blankly, as if she had discovered some big treasure, and smiled professionally: "Sir, what do you need..."
Ronan didn't waste any time and stepped forward: "Look into my eyes."
The manager of a dress store fell into ruin in an instant.
Pink light spread from the store manager's pupils to her cheeks. She licked her lips and took the initiative to take off Ronan's clothes.
Ronan used both palms to press against the two basic points of the store manager, preventing her from moving forward, and asked: "How much do you know about Annebell?"
"She has been here for more than two months and has some understanding." The store manager acted like a zombie, waving his arms in front of the delicious flesh in front of him, wanting to take a bite.
"Is there anything unusual about Annie?" Ronan continued to ask.
"I don't know." The store manager shook his head and breathed a little quickly: "I go back to the store occasionally, but usually I'm not there."
Ronan looked around and saw that there was only one store manager in the dress store, and Annie's other colleagues had already gotten off work.
This information was insignificant, which made him a little irritated: "What else do you know about Anne?"
Saliva flowed from the store manager's mouth. She licked her lips, turned around and opened the cabinet with the key, took out a watch and handed it over.
Ronan took it and it was Annebell's resume.
His eyes first glanced at the name, and then naturally glanced at the age.
24 years old
Annie looked like she was only sixteen or seventeen years old, but she was almost as old as her real body.
So, legal
No, not even legally!
Ronan tried his best to get rid of the dangerous thoughts in his mind. Even if he was stabbed to death and died happily, he would not carry out such evil actions.
Let’s continue looking at the resume!
What school, what major, what specialty...
Huh
Orphan
Seeing that the contact column contained the phone number of an orphanage, Ronan narrowed his eyes.
Through a computer search in the store, he quickly found the location of the orphanage.
The store manager's black lace stockings kept rubbing against her, and she even wanted to straddle Ronan, but he pushed her away.
Summoning the light screen, Ronan read the noon file.
He left the mall and took a taxi to an orphanage in suburban Brooklyn.
The location of the orphanage is relatively remote, perhaps because the rent of the houses here is relatively low.
An iron gate separates the inside and outside of the courtyard into two worlds.
After paying the fare, Ronan walked up.
Two children, about five or six years old, held hands and walked in the long and narrow passage with steps that seemed like they didn't recognize each other.
At their age, the chances of being adopted are slim.
Ronan walked in, his leather shoes clicking in the passage.
The two children turned around and smiled at him, but this smile made people feel a little sad.
The child was wearing old clothes given by kind people. The style was obviously one size smaller and looked particularly awkward.
It was a little tight around the neck, but they had no choice.
You can’t even choose when you come to this world, let alone clothes
At the end of the passage is a relatively wide courtyard, where two older staff members are entertaining several children.
Ronan walked up and greeted the other party: "Hello."
The old man turned back to look at Ronan, smiled kindly and said, "I am the dean here. Sir, are you here to adopt a child?"
"No." Ronan directly stated the purpose of his visit: "I'm here to learn about Annebell's situation."
Upon hearing this name, a strange color flashed in the old dean's eyes, which quickly faded away.
He comforted the child, handed it to the female staff member next to him, and walked away: "Come with me."
Looking at the rickety figure in the old yard, Ronan's mind suddenly came to Anne's words about "stinky men".
He squinted his eyes and suddenly came up with a bold idea...