my sister is a supermodel

"only..."

Ed hesitated for a while and said, "Rocca, you don't have a crush on that girl, do you?"

"what?"

Rocca tilted his head.

Ed grinned and said, "Roca, you have a girlfriend now... Lima is a nice girl, and she is one of the few supermodels with the least rumors in the industry."

Roca laughed, "Ed Ed, I just recommend a talent to you, I don't mean to cheat, you don't need to persuade me"

"Hahaha~, Roca, don't blame me for talking too much, I just hope that you can have a warm, happy and stable family while working, just like me and Nina."

Ed smiled happily.

Rocca was a little moved, he walked down the shed, and gently hugged Ed's shoulder.

"Ed, thank you for reminding me, I will cherish everything I have now"

"Ha ha!"

Ed patted him on the shoulder.

It was almost six o'clock, and dusk was falling.

The darkness is slowly eroding the abandoned subway, and the traffic lights in the passage are going out from far to near, one by one, like a black curtain covering the old era little by little.

hula la~

Suddenly, a few strange wind sounds occasionally came from the deep black hole, making people can't help but quicken their pace of leaving.

Walked up the steps and came to the parking lot.

Rocca got into the car, a black Ford.

drip~

Ed honked his horn twice, and drove the car away first.

Rocca waved his hand, and the car slowly drove out of the parking lot.

Outside the abandoned platform, there are only a few street lights on the long street. Compared with other blocks in New York, this place looks much deserted.

Under the dim streetlights, a tall girl was carrying a pink bag, walked forward slowly with her head down, far away from the black crowd wandering beside her.

Roca pressed the horn twice and leaned forward slowly.

"Hey Miranda, do you want a ride?"

......

038. Crying Miranda

In New York in February, the weather was still very cold, with a northerly wind blowing today, and the temperature in the evening was less than 5°C.

Miranda got into the car with a white breath, and there was a sweet smell in the car.

"Rocca, thank you!"

"You're welcome!"

Rocca smiled and restarted the car.

"Miranda, why don't you take a taxi?"

"I...my money is gone!"

Miranda lowered her head and said.

"Gone?"

Roca wondered.

"Yes!"

Miranda sniffled, pouted and said, "I went out to buy dessert in the afternoon, and just as I took out my wallet, two black guys came from behind and took all my money, damn rats~"

Miranda cursed twice angrily, and took out a white wallet, which was empty.

Roca shook his head. Waffle Street is a remote area, where blacks, Asians, and Mexicans live together. The city hall plans to build Prison No. 80 on the nearby Central Street. It is getting more and more chaotic. A girl walking on the street is easy Something went wrong.

"How much money was robbed?"

Roca asked softly.

"More than 300 dollars, plus two fifty cents, and the kangaroo crystal pendant was also taken, two damn guys, that pendant was my birthday present from my mother, hundreds of dollars."

As she spoke, Miranda's voice became a little choked, she lowered her head, two tears fell on her knees, and the blue and white jeans fainted with wet marks.

Roca sighed secretly, and suddenly said with emotion, "Miranda, don't cry, you are actually very lucky!"

"what?"

Miranda wiped her cheek vigorously, raised her head, and stared at him with a pair of wet round eyes, a little surprised.

"Rocca, I was robbed, my birthday present was robbed, you say I'm lucky?!"

She pursed her red lips, her cheeks puffed up slightly, and her expression was very dissatisfied.

"Yeah, lucky you, have you read the New York Times lately?"

Miranda shook her head. If you have time, you can read magazines or American dramas, sleep well and eat delicious food. Why do you want to read newspapers?

"You should read the newspaper"

Rocca said slowly, "A few days ago, the New York Times published a murder case. Several black men robbed a British female college student who was visiting New York on Waffle Street. The group saw that the girl was beautiful, not only He stole her money and..."

"What's wrong?"

Miranda's eyes widened, curious.

Roca frowned, and suddenly said in a low voice, "Annihilate first, then kill!"

"what!!"

Miranda covered her mouth in surprise, her round eyes widened even further.

"Has the murderer been caught?"