Super Prophecy Master

Chapter 26 Help me!
Geoffrey Bellamy is a thin middle-aged man in his early forties, very slovenly dressed.

He has a beard all over his face and his hair has not been taken care of for a long time. Every time he looks like he has just experienced the war.

This may have something to do with his work.

Since he received a large number of complaints five years ago and was fired by BBC Television, Jeffrey has become a professional paparazzi and has been engaged in celebrity candid work for a long time.

Someone in the media industry gave him the nickname "Modern Agent", which means that in a normal and orderly society, he is always engaged in the work of "secret".

Jeffrey is also quite professional.

After an exciting weekend night with Arabella and an unspeakable deal, he found John's house on Monday afternoon.

Jeffrey was sitting under a big tree, dressed like a homeless man in a scruffy way, unobtrusive at all, but there was a camera hanging in the coat on his chest, which was so tightly protected by the clothes that it could not be seen from the front .

That's his job.

"It's him!"

Jeffrey smiled as he watched a young Asian kid walk into the house.

One day is enough to find a lot of information.

He knew the university Zhang Yang graduated from.

He knew that Zhang Yang was a Chinese student studying abroad, and it was only his first year to work.

He knew that Zhang Yang worked in the sports department of the BBC TV station, and he could be regarded as half of his peers, but he didn't know which department.

Plus the address...

Then what needs to be done next is to follow the other party tomorrow morning, find out which department he works for, and take a few photos as evidence by the way, and then he can explain to Arabella.

Thinking of the wonderful experience last night, Jeffrey couldn't help showing a smirk.

That woman only wants to give once?
too naive!

If she wants to get these materials, then she has to pay again!
Jeffrey began to look forward to it.

He took another look at the three-story house before getting up and leaving.

At this time, a woman in sportswear with a hot figure came into view. What Jeffrey noticed carefully was that the woman walked into the same residence. She took out the key and opened the door to enter.

"Living together?" Jeffrey suddenly became interested.

This is a professional response.

If you can photograph something with connotation, maybe there will be unexpected gains?
Jeffrey glanced around and slowly approached the house.

He didn't care.

British law stipulates that trespassing on a private home is a serious offense.

But what about that?
He just wanted to take a look outside the house and take a few pictures. As long as he didn't get caught, he would be fine.

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In the kitchen on the first floor, Zhang Yang was preparing dinner.

In normal days, he would eat takeaway, or just make do with a meal in the company restaurant, and then go home after filling his stomach, but today is different, because he got off work earlier, so he decided to do something by himself.

Stir-fry celery and eggs with butter, serve a curry roast chicken, add a few slices of bread, and treat these as Chinese food under unconditional circumstances.

Zhang Yang had fun while suffering.

"Zhang, what are you doing?" Catherine asked suspiciously when she heard the sound from the kitchen.

"Cooking?"

Catherine's face was full of disbelief, "Can you still cook?"

"Don't underestimate people, I'm a chef!"

As Zhang Yang said, he scooped up some eggs and showed them to Catherine, "Are you interested in some?"

Catherine looked at it suspiciously, obviously very hesitant, and finally said, "Well, although I don't think it will taste good. But I have never eaten Chinese food, and I am not picky."

So Zhang Yang added a few slices of bread.

Stir-fried celery in butter, eggs and bread, and roast chicken with a little curry flavor, no matter how good the food tastes, an uncoordinated combination will damage the taste.

Catherine only took a small bite, and decided to cook for herself and have a supper at night.

Zhang Yang ate a lot.

He is not a picky eater, he ate all the fried celery and eggs, leaving only chicken and bread on the plate.

After eating, Zhang Yang shook his hands and went upstairs.

Seeing the mess on the dining table, Catherine suddenly became angry, "Leave after cleaning up! You did this!"

Zhang Yang shrugged, stood at the stairs and said helplessly, "I didn't expect you to come back so soon."

"What?" Catherine didn't understand.

"You asked me to clean it up, but I'm not that hygienic as a big man. Do you still want to take out all the dishes and wash them again? That would be a waste of manpower." Zhang Yang went upstairs after speaking.

Catherine was stunned for a long time before recalling it.

This guy is just looking for an excuse to be lazy on the grounds that he can't clean up!

"Hunk!"

Catherine gritted her teeth, but she also knew in her heart that what Zhang Yang said was right, even if he cleaned up the dining table and the kitchen, she couldn't help but check it again, or even clean it again.

OCD!

No, that bastard is as lazy as John and will never clean up!
"Kaka-!"

Just when Catherine was annoyed, she suddenly felt a light in front of her eyes. She raised her head and looked at the window directly opposite. Under the dim light, there seemed to be a wretched face.

"Who?"

An ordinary woman would definitely be startled by that face, but Catherine is not an ordinary person. Her subconscious reaction was to quickly push the door and rush out, and then in the corner of the house, she saw a figure running out.

"You stop for me!"

While shouting, Catherine caught up with the figure in a few steps. Under the expression of the other person's overwhelmed expression, she kicked him in the back with all her strength, and kicked him to the ground.

That's Jeffrey!

Jeffrey fell to the ground in embarrassment, and his mind was a little dazed for a while.

This was the first time he had encountered such a situation in several years, especially when the other party was a woman.

Is this... a woman?
Catherine didn't want to let him go, she was not in a good mood, she stepped on the other's face fiercely, and the other's cheek was visibly deformed, "What are you doing? Candid photos. This is your camera? "She bent down to pick up the camera on the ground, and almost stepped on Jeffrey's head into the soil with her right foot.

Catherine checked the camera, fiddled with it a few times, and realized that she was a bit useless.

Her mood was even worse.

So she pointed the camera at the wall and smashed it.

"Oh!"

"Oh! NO! Don't!"

"Crack!" The broken parts of the camera fell to the ground, and Jeffrey's heart was broken.

"Say! Who are you! What are you doing here? Are you a thief? How dare you secretly take pictures of me?"

Catherine begins the interrogation.

But the strength on her feet didn't ease. Jeffrey's mouth was full of mud, and he whimpered for a long time without saying anything clearly.

Zhang Yang pushed the door and walked out.

Seeing this scene, he was shocked. He was very worried about the laziness just now, and vowed not to offend violent women in the future.

He walked over in fear and asked with concern, "What's going on? Who is this guy?"

"Who knows! This guy looks scary, and he secretly took pictures of me outside the window!" Catherine pointed at Jeffrey, "I went out just now, and he wanted to run away!"

"Sneak shot?"

Zhang Yang frowned, vaguely feeling that the matter had something to do with him.

Then John came in from the door.

The reactions of John and Zhang Yang were not too different. They were startled at first, and then they found out that the other party was the one who was unlucky, so they took a long breath.

"What's going on here?" John asked, approaching.

When Jeffrey saw John in police uniform, it was as if he had seen God. He seemed to have gained strength, and he spoke more quickly, "Mr. Police, help! Save me first! Save me!"

John glanced at Catherine.

Catherine didn't explain a word, she just put away the foot that stepped on the other person's face.

Jeffrey was finally able to stand up.

His face was covered with mud, and the bloodshot around his mouth could be seen faintly. Coupled with his sloppy appearance, he was as pitiful as he could be.

He was about to cry with snot and tears, but what he didn't expect was that John took out the handcuffs from his handbag and handcuffed his hands skillfully, "Sir, I think you are in trouble, come with me Go to the police station!"

"But……"

"There's nothing wrong with it, no need to explain! This girl is a good citizen who abides by the law, and this is also her home. What else can I say? Let's go!"

"..."

(End of this chapter)