Chapter 1109 - 1109

After listening to Lane Quincy's analysis.

Dirk Carter burst into laughter.

He said, "Secretary Quincy, your analysis could apply to Grady Sawyer too, right? The victim is a female cop; wouldn't that make him even less likely than Kane Keating?"

Lane Quincy felt a bit embarrassed.

He scratched his head.

And said, "Secretary General Carter, according to you, both of them are suspects. Which one do you plan to investigate first?"

Dirk Carter smiled slightly.

He said, "I won't investigate either. I plan to find a new angle, a clever approach."

Lane Quincy understood.

At this moment, Dirk Carter already had a plan.

At eight in the evening.

As soon as Lane Quincy left.

A woman bounced into Dirk Carter's living room.

She first reached for an apple on the coffee table, then plopped down, taking big bites.

"Why do you eat like you're starving to death every time you come here?"

It was then that Dirk Carter, coming down the stairs, saw Little Ya on the sofa and asked.

Little Ya chuckled and said, "Nonsense, you're a city leader; the fruit here must be free of pesticide residue. I can eat without worry."

"Alright, alright, you can pack up all this fruit and take it home with you later."

Dirk Carter joked.

Upon hearing this.

Little Ya froze, then quickly put the apple she had been munching on back on the coffee table and said, "If you put it that way, I better not eat. You officials are all crafty; if I take your stuff, who knows what you'll make me do."

With a "snap" sound.

Dirk Carter tossed a stack of money onto the coffee table.

He asked, "How about this?"

It was a full ten thousand yuan.

Little Ya's eyes lit up immediately.

She grabbed the money, wet her fingers with saliva, and pulled out a bill to check its authenticity under the light.

After confirming it was real money.

She was about to stuff it into her pocket when she stopped, asked, "What do you need me to do this time?"

"Get me something,"

Dirk Carter said.

Little Ya let out a long sigh.

She asked, "What is it that you want me to buy?"

Dirk Carter reached into his pocket, pulled out a photo, and presented it to Little Ya.

Little Ya took it with suspicion, but after a quick glance, she immediately returned the stack of money, waving her hands, "Secretary Carter, I didn't see it in you. You're quite the player. I'm a respectable woman; if word gets out that I bought this for you, how am I supposed to live?"

"Respectable woman? Never noticed,"

Dirk Carter teased.

Little Ya snorted coldly.

"I may be greedy, but I don't earn money indiscriminately. I won't buy this stuff; I'm afraid it'd embarrass me."

After saying that.

She tossed the photo back on the coffee table.

What's on this photo that makes Little Ya refuse even free money?

Actually, it's not that scary.

The photo showed a table, on which lay a rope. Next to the rope were a whip, handcuffs, and various sex toys.

Some of these items were found on the deceased, Courtney Childers, and others were picked up from the room where the body was discovered.

Dirk Carter wanted Little Ya to buy similar items to trace their origin.

By finding the place where these sex toys were sold, he might uncover something unexpected.

"Ah! Looks like Little Ya is living it up lately, refusing money and all. No worries, no worries. Since you don't want to earn it, I'll find someone else."

Dirk Carter said sardonically.

He retrieved the ten thousand yuan from the coffee table.

At that moment, Little Ya's expression twisted slightly as she stared intently at the money.

Finally, as Dirk Carter was about to put it back into his pocket, she couldn't hold back any longer, stepped forward, snatched the wad of cash, and stuffed it into her pocket without a word, saying, "Buying it isn't impossible, but I have one condition: you have to come with me!"

"Why do I have to go?"

Dirk Carter asked.

Little Ya blushed and said, "You want me, a woman, to buy these things alone? How does that look? If we go together, the store owner won't find it strange."

It made sense.

Besides, if he went himself, he could better grasp the situation.

With Little Ya's "disguise," it wouldn't attract attention.

Thinking of this, Dirk Carter nodded and said, "Alright, I'll come with you."

"Wait, wait!"

As they were about to leave.

Little Ya suddenly stopped him.

"What's wrong now?"

Dirk Carter asked.

Little Ya hesitated, seemingly keeping something to herself.

"Out with it!"

Dirk Carter urged.

Little Ya finally spoke up after a long pause, "The money... isn't enough, it's too little..."

Dirk Carter's mouth dropped open in shock.

"What did you say? Not enough? Little Ya, don't be ridiculous! It's not a good habit to ask for too much."

After hearing this, Little Ya became agitated.

She retorted angrily, "What are you saying? Do you think I'm one of those casual women on the street? You want me to do this with you, and you think ten thousand is enough?"

"Then how much do you want?"

Dirk Carter asked.

Little Ya thought for a moment.

She gritted her teeth and said, "At least a hundred thousand."

"A hundred thousand, are you crazy? Do you think I'm nuts, or do you think my money grows on trees?"

"I'm not like them; I'm... I'm a virgin... Can't my first time fetch a good price?"

Little Ya shouted at Dirk Carter, her face flushed red.

Dirk Carter was momentarily stunned.

His mind raced, and he suddenly understood what she meant.

He asked, "Were you thinking that I wanted you to accompany me to buy those things, and then use them on you?"

"Isn't that the case?"

Little Ya asked.

Dirk Carter let out a sigh of relief.

He said, "Of course not, I just need you to accompany me... how do I explain this? Anyway, it's just buying, understand?"

Little Ya's face turned red to the roots of her hair.

She wished she could disappear into a hole.

Muttering, "How was I supposed to know why you're buying these things if you don't explain clearly at first..."

Hearing this.

Dirk Carter leaned in closer to her face.

Almost nose-to-nose.

This sudden move made Little Ya freeze in place, unable to move.

"Wha... what are you doing?"

Little Ya asked nervously.

Dirk Carter smirked, "You're a virgin? Really?"

"Of course, why would I lie?"

Little Ya hurriedly explained.

With a look of disdain, Dirk Carter said, "Then how do you teach Megan Goodman? Where'd you get the experience?"

This time, Little Ya blushed even more.

Her body trembled slightly.

With a breath held in, she exclaimed, "I may not have been with a man, but I've watched plenty of Japanese love action films, okay? Is that so wrong?"