American Gossip King

Chapter 82 God Protects America

In an upscale restaurant not far from the police station, Ian and Catherine sat facing each other.

This is a restaurant with a romantic theme, featuring sky-blue tablecloths, red carpets, exquisite tableware, and soothing music playing in the background.

Having changed into a sharp black suit, Ian sipped his red wine, cut some veal on his plate, and casually asked, "Aren't you going to order some?"

He picked up his wine glass.

Catherine looked at him coldly.

She wore a bright yellow low-cut top that revealed a sexy cleavage, and teardrop earrings dangled from her ears, making her look sexy and elegant.

But this was not her intention; it came from the director's request.

"If you don't want to lose your job and bring shame to your father for assaulting someone, you'd better make the right statement."

That's what Chief Betton said.

Unfortunately, although she was forced to come, she wasn't very cooperative.

At that moment, Catherine replied coldly, "I have no appetite."

Ian waved dismissively: "I understand how you feel. In that case, let's skip the foreplay and get straight to the point."

Catherine asked, "What's the real topic? Do you want me to sleep with you?"

Ian sneered dismissively: "If I wanted to, plenty of women would be with me, some a hundred times prettier than you."

Catherine proudly raised her head: "There is no woman in this world who is a hundred times more beautiful than me, not even a fraction as beautiful."

Ian smiled. "You overestimate yourself. Okay, I'll put it this way: I need to find a few people, and your father can help me with that."

"Who?"

"His name is Mohammed Atta."

Ok?

Catherine looked at him in surprise: "A Middle Easterner?"

"Yes."

Why?

Ian thought for a moment and said, "I have friends in Germany who told me there are indications that this guy may have joined a terrorist organization. But he left Germany two years ago and came to the United States. My friends warned me to be careful of him because he might cause some trouble."

Ian wasn't worried about any problems with saying the name.

As the mastermind behind 9/11, Atta had no prior special actions. He was only targeted because the Germans claimed he had connections with suspected terrorists, but the evidence was insufficient, that was all... The FBI and CIA have tens of thousands of such suspected targets.

As journalists, they have the right to pursue any target they believe might be problematic—I have the right to question everything, and if my suspicions are proven true, then I'm awesome!

I, Ian Karl, have always been awesome!

My intuition is just that amazing!

As for the CIA and FBI suspecting him in the future, Ian no longer needs to worry—because by then he will be at the pinnacle of his career, and no one can arrest him without solid evidence.

Even having evidence is useless.

This is a world of capital, where capital calls the shots. The only thing you need to worry about is not falling out of the ranks of capital!

He smiled at Catherine: "So you see, your father isn't just helping me, I'm actually helping your father too. If he can find this person and track him down, he might be able to prevent a sabotage."

Catherine sneered, "What joke are you talking about? You think I'd believe that?"

That's exactly what I want – you don't believe me!

Ian said slowly and deliberately, "I'm a journalist, we follow the truth. You don't have to believe me, but I want to know where he is. So, could you do me a favor?"

Ian didn't use hypnosis. This woman is stubborn, and even if she agrees to hypnosis now, she might change her mind in a few minutes.

At that moment, Catherine took a deep breath: "I won't agree. You can release what you want about me if you want!"

With that, she got up and left.

"You haven't eaten yet!" Ian said.

"Not interested." Catherine strode away.

Ian chuckled as he watched her leave.

He casually pulled out a voice recorder from his pocket and muttered to himself, "No, you'll agree... then we'll see if God will bless America."

..............................

"You did a fantastic job, Ian!"

Inside the villa, Lena broke her usual rules and, in front of Gaskell, suddenly threw herself into Ian's arms and kissed him passionately.

Her blue eyes were as bright as blue emeralds, and her gaze sparkled with a vibrant fire of love.

This made Ian somewhat embarrassed. He looked at Gaskell and said, "I'm sorry, I..."

Gaskell smiled and waved his hand: "It's alright. If I were a girl, I'd do the same to you. It's a bit risky, but it was truly brilliant. WND is about to appreciate in value; this one news story alone will bring you endless resources!"

Gaskell was right; this on-site interview during the highway chase was absolutely amazing.

No one in the world, let alone America, has ever seen anything like this!

The latest novel is first published here!

Reporters raced in cars, conducting on-site interviews with the robbers amidst a hail of bullets—this wasn't a post-incident interview, it was happening right now!

It's simply unbelievable if you told anyone.

Although Ian had been involved in several gunfights before, those gunfights were still within the normal range, and many exciting scenes from the battle against the Cripples Gang could not be released.

This time it's different, it's being shown in its entirety, and it's much more exciting!

Car chases and gunfights are Americans’ timeless favorites, and on-site interviews based on this theme have an explosive effect!

This news is destined to bring WND huge traffic, along with news value appreciation, follow-up reports, GG revenue, an increase in regular users, and countless other tangible and intangible benefits. To put it another way, WND, which was originally valued at 40 million US dollars, has increased to about 45 million US dollars thanks to Ian's news support some time ago.

This exclusive news story has seen its valuation soar to 55 million.

This news item alone is worth millions!

That's right, it's that amazing, and that's only for now. If managed properly, WND's value will continue to rise.

As for the bank robbers, they successfully escaped.

They escaped successfully thanks to Brideson's incredible driving skills, leaving behind a legendary story.

He gestured for Ian to sit on the sofa, and Ian put Lena down. The girl remained curled up in Ian's arms, looking at Gaskell and saying, "I love you, Gaskell, but at least today I love him more!"

Gaskell laughed, "I know, baby, you can stay in his arms."

Then he said to Ian, "But I still advise you not to take such risks in the future. You were very successful, but also a failure. Do you know why?"

Ian kissed Lena lightly, swirling his wine glass. "I understand. I've only proven my talent as a journalist; what I really need to prove is my talent as a businessman."

Being such a hard-working reporter, in a sense, diminishes his business acumen—what boss works that hard? If you died, the company would be in trouble!

Gaskell asked with a smile, "So how do you plan to solve this problem?"

Ian laughed and said, "It's simple, fulfill the bet, and then pull some tricks."

This news is explosive, but as we know before, it's explosive because of the on-site, high-speed reporting, which is video!

Therefore, what is being enhanced is the value of WND News, not the Los Angeles Herald—the Herald's exclusive news can indeed boost sales, but it is far from enough to beat the Los Angeles Times.

So Ian only completed his second bet with his client, but failed to complete his bet with the Los Angeles Times.

"Tell me more," Gaskell said.

"Here's the thing, I still plan to use this Palos Bank incident as an excuse, remember? I owed each of those four robbers $10,000..."

(End of this chapter)