Chapter 1019

"What's the situation?"

Song Ya is on the second floor of the villa. He looks out of the door with old Mike's telescope. He can't see much information except the roof of an ambulance, a fire truck and a truck. The sirens and ambulance horns are loud.

"It's not clear, eh The driver of the truck did not escape. He was only slightly injured and was taking notes. Our side is very troublesome. The bodyguard driving the Rolls Royce is stuck in the driver's seat, and his leg may be broken. At present, he has lost too much blood. I'm doing emergency treatment. Firefighters said it might be necessary to cut the car open to get people out

"He just drove the car onto the road and hit the side of the speeding truck. The truck braked ahead of time, but the speed was still very fast because it was a little downhill," old Mike said through the walkie talkie

"I broke my leg The driver was white, right? "

The Apocalypse tells me to help. It was myself who almost broke my leg. I also carried Hally and Amy

Song Ya was afraid of the difference between heaven and hell.

"White? No, it's black. It looks like an ordinary blue collar middle-aged man. Now he is very depressed and full of blood. He has been sitting on the roadside crying and saying sorry to us and the police officer. He also admitted that after driving all night, he was very tired and his reaction was normal Before the police arrived, I asked him a lot of questions, none of which was flawless. "

"I'm taking pictures, I'll do a background check on him right now, and Hayden will put pressure on the law enforcement agencies in Los Angeles," old Mike said

"Absolutely not so simple, absolutely not so simple..."

Song Ya said, "it's a coincidence, isn't it?"

"Yes, but now we can't do anything. The driver who caused the accident will be sent to the hospital first. I got his name, driver's license information, and the telephone numbers of the freight company and insurance company..."

Old Mike replied, "I'll send someone to follow you." Maybe it's not convenient to speak on the spot. He hinted that he would send someone to follow him.

"That's the only way?"

"That's the only way for now."

“Shxt！” Sonya gave Harry and Amy the telescope. "Don't go out." After an instruction, he picked up his cell phone and called Sloan.

"Whether it's an accident or not, it's a good opportunity for public opinion to exert pressure, isn't it?"

Ms. Sloan said: "if we have some more information, maybe we can take the opportunity to play, at least to create some pressure on the local police to solve the case."

"I nearly died, Sloan." Song Ya gnashing his teeth, "can we fight back?"

"I need more information." "The most important thing is to find out whether the driver has a large income recently, or there is an abnormal increase in living standards, buying cars, buying luxury goods and so on," Sloan said

"Hayden

Sonya saw Hayden coming back from the door, "this is Beverly Hills! So easy to be hit by a car? "

"Well, the driver said that he saw the wrong road at night and drove up the sidewalk. Normally, the truck would not pass through the door."

Hayden is also full of lawsuits.

"Why are there freight cars coming this way?" Song Ya asked.

"It's normal that this shipping company has a partnership with Hollywood's second largest party service company. They transport party supplies and drinks. They often go in and out of Beverly Hills, rarely have accidents, and have a very good safety record." Hayden explained.

"It's murder, it's all holes! They want me to hang up like 2pac! "

It's about life. How can I not be impatient? Song Ya was so angry that she went around the room and said, "did you expose my whereabouts?"

"How can it be? I've always been very careful and didn't even tell my wife."

Hayden was very aggrieved. "She just told her she was going to sell the house. She lost her temper at home for this."

"Shall we go to Florida at once?" Harry came over and said, "Amy's new film is the first full screening day since the painting started. He's going to run with the crew at noon."

"I'm a little scared." Amy gets close to him worried.

"It's OK. Wait." Song Ya comforted the two women, "but for the time being, no one should go out."

"District attorney gilgarchiti's phone call." Hayden handed over his cell phone.

"It looks like an ordinary car accident, with all my years of experience."

Gilgarchiti already knew, and he comforted, "don't be too sensitive, aplus. How's your bodyguard hurt?"

"I don't know. It's very serious."

To the end, please say, "prosecutor songatti."

"Don't worry, no one wants to see a vicious case at Beverly Hills." Gilgarchiti hung up.

Outside the door sounded the sound of cutting steel, more irritable.

"From the prosecutor's office."

Half an hour later, Hayden reported, "the driver has worked in this freight company for three years and eight months without any accident and has a good driving record. But he had a criminal record. When he was young, he joined a gang in Los Angeles and was jailed twice. Later, he began to live as an ordinary worker. He didn't find that he had been with gangs any more. Nine months ago, he was arrested for the third time, but was released on bail hours later just because of a fight with a neighbor"Looks like a prodigal Old Mike asked, "what about finance?"

"At present, the Los Angeles police haven't got the relevant data. It's less than an hour. They're not so fast." Hayden shook his head.

"Do you really think the driver is OK?" Song Ya asks old Mike.

"I see people well." Old Mike pointed to his eyes. "It's not so easy for the killer to hide from me."

Song Ya hesitated again. Maybe Apocalypse was just warning himself to avoid a car accident? After all, it's not exactly right. There's a little bit of a gap between a black blue collar driver and a white supremacist in the MV.

The noise outside the door suddenly stopped, and people clapped and cheered, "I'll go and have a look." Old Mike went out again. "The bodyguard has been moved out and sent to the hospital immediately."

"Take care of him for me."

Song Ya said to the walkie talkie: "also say sorry to him, I'm not convenient to visit for the time being, I'll take time later."

"Yes."

Soon, song Ya from the second floor to see the fast broken Rolls Royce was suspended on the trailer, drive away.

There are people coming and going at the door. Old Mike instructs each bodyguard to drive the car out separately.

"I have to go, honey."

Towards noon, Romeo and Juliet began to call frequently to urge Amy. Amy's co manager, assistant and stylist also came, but he was not allowed in by old Mike and went to her new home not far away.

"Even if it's really motura who's behind the scenes, he won't move Amy." Said Hayden.

"Go ahead. Be careful. I'll have old Mike send someone along." Song Ya hugged her worried, "smart point."

"Well, be careful."

The two were reluctant to part.

"Damn it." Originally, it was a great joy to send the house, but now it's so noisy, even if it's a pure accident, I'm upset.

"Did the killer mistake the bodyguard for me? Because I was wearing that driver's hat to send Amy and Harry here, and then he drove out again... "

Song Yamu asked after seeing Amy on the bus and leaving.

"We'll find out." Old Mike replied.

"You don't have to wait to find out, aplus. I think it's better for you to talk about it first. It's good for us!"

Ms. Sloan said on the phone: "I just had a good rehearsal. There is room for hype about your attempted murder, but we need to move quickly. Now we don't know that an ordinary traffic accident in Beverly Hills is related to you. It will be late for the police to tell us later. It will be considered to be making use of the subject! Give them and the driver some pressure, aplus, even if he wrongs an unfortunate ordinary person and troubles his life, we should be bloodthirsty. "

"Well, what should I do? Well, um... "

Song Ya hung up after chatting, "Hayden? Where's your Internet cable? "

"This morning, in Los Angeles, there was a murder against me! My driver was seriously injured in a possibly intentional accident! god bless ! But the plan of the car was changed! Some people want me to die like 2pac! Sure! This is a complete big! Yin! "Plan!"

He started to post crazily again, "someone wants me dead! Because I am about to leave my previous record company, and I am still suing CBS! "

"My lawsuit is fighting for the interests of all African Americans!"

"Don't believe in those smears! All my cases are deliberate oppression. Some people don't want to see a young African American successful person. They bribe many people around me! "

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