The Wolf of Los Angeles

Chapter 135: The Detective Goddess (please subscribe)

Morning, Medical Center.

The injured Bro Derek was lying on the hospital bed, his squid nose was tilted softly on his face. The pain made him occasionally turn his lips, but he could not see a tooth under him, and he could only make a blurry hum. Voice.

This is a ward where LAPD works in collaboration with the medical school to treat recurrences.

Two metal chains clamped Bro's wrist and locked on the iron ring on the concrete wall.

There was a vague sound of talking outside.

At the door, Officer Wayne, who was on duty, received a call.

Not long after, the deliveryman in a white coat and a mask pushed the dining cart over.

Wayne conducted a routine inspection of the food truck, found no contraband, and whispered, "Hurry."

He nodded in his white coat and pushed the cart into the ward.

The door closed, he picked up the bread and placed it on the bedside table.

Bro turned his head and stared at the man, vaguely speaking: "Carol."

"It's me, old man." Carol came here specially: "The above asked me to tell you, don't say anything you shouldn't say. If you have money, you will soon be transferred to your UBS account. At most, you can take two years. If you can be parole, you will still be a rich man.”

Bro knew the consequences of disobedience and nodded repeatedly: "I understand."

Carol was satisfied and asked, "Is there anything to say?"

"Sarah! Sarah!" Bro tried hard to keep his pronunciation clear: "Kill this bitch!"

Carol had heard about Bro and Sarah and said, "Old man, you have successfully made me suffer from marriage phobia."

He stopped delaying and pushed the cart away from the ward.

Shortly after this quieted down, Officer Wayne received another call.

He turned his head and looked at the ward door, sighed a long time, and could only continue to think that he didn't know anything.

A moment later, a Lao Hei, wearing a blue sanitary suit, pushed the cleaning car to the front of the ward.

Wayne did a routine check-up and told him: "Hurry up."

Lao Hei nodded and pushed the cart into the door.

Wayne found that the important suspect who was injured in the guard was not a good life.

Someone called over and he would not let him in, so there would definitely be trouble.

If someone comes in, if something goes wrong, he will take the blame.

In the ward, Lao Hei tightened the chains on the wall, making Bro unable to move, and then he took off his blue sanitary pants.

Bro opened his mouth wide in horror and wanted to scream.

Lao Hei found the surprise: "Wow, you don't have teeth? This is so convenient."

Bro wanted to struggle but couldn't move, so he spoke out for help but did not respond, so he quickly closed his mouth.

Lao Hei was experienced and directly pinched Bro's nose.

Bro had to open his teethless mouth.

Wayne noticed that the noise was a bit loud, so he went over and knocked on the door lightly.

"Good soon." Lao Hei packed up and pushed out the cleaning car.

Wayne did not let him go, but looked at Bro's situation and waved his hand casually when he saw that the person was not injured.

Lao Hei left quickly.

Wayne glanced at the white foam beside Bro's mouth and said, "You are so happy to enjoy two big meals in a row."

Bro screamed.

Wayne ignored him at all, left the ward, and was still guarding the door.

...

Hober Mountain Park, there are very few people in the morning.

Hawke walked around a palm tree and came to the clearings in the woods.

The temperature was a little low in winter and Jacqueline, wearing a wool coat, was wandering around.

She saw Hawke and said, "You're finally here."

Hawke asked, "Is something going on?"

"Yes, something happened." Jacqueline said quickly, "Do you remember the red-haired girl Jessica I mentioned to you? The one who was in the acting class at Superstar School in the same period as me."

Hawke nodded: "I heard you mention it last time."

Jacqueline's face was solemn: "Jessica disappeared. I took two days off because I had something to do. When I came back to class, Jessica did not come. It had been three days yesterday."

Hawke remembers that this is the second one.

He remembered something and asked, "Did you ask randomly?"

"No." Jacqueline worked with Hawke several times, focusing on being obedient with money: "I remember your words, just look with your eyes and not ask with your mouth."

Hawke reminded again: "Don't inquire, go to class safely and learn to perform seriously."

Jacqueline nodded and said, "There is one more thing, Guerrero, who is in charge of the producer's course, I hinted before taking leave that I could get the role as long as I was willing to go out at night, but when I came back from taking leave, he didn't come to class again. .”

Hawke checked that Guerrero was Bro Derek's assistant. Brown had a problem. This guy was most likely busy at Ackerman Pictures and had no time to go to class again.

"I have Guerrero's contact information." Jacqueline asked, "Do you want me to contact him?"

Hawke shook his head and said solemnly: "No! Remember, starting today, you are just a student in the performance class and have nothing to do with anything else. Apart from studying performance, don't do any movements in the performance school, other female students disappear. It has nothing to do with you.”

"Okay, I'll listen to you." Jacqueline opened her mouth, as if she didn't know what to say.

Seeing that she wanted to speak, Hawke asked, "Is there anything else?"

Jacqueline thought for a while and asked back, "Do you still remember Renee?"

"It sounds familiar." Hawke thought for a moment and remembered it: "You found the single mother who wanted to get a car accident."

When helping Johnson take down his role, in order to create a car accident, he asked Jacqueline to find a companion.

The one I found was a newly-entered single mother. Her black husband ran away with a bucket after her daughter was born. The daughter seemed to have congenital deficiencies and needed to spend a lot of money to maintain and treat.

This person therefore embarked on the road to successful women's business.

Jacqueline said, "Yes, it's her. Her daughter is sick. I'm going to ask for leave to help her."

Hawke thought of Jacqueline's previous sister, who was a plastic bestie.

"Rene is very good." Jacqueline said: "Her daughter is in a serious condition, and I lent her the only deposit..."

Hawke understood: "Borrow money and say it directly, our old friends."

Jacqueline smiled embarrassedly: "I have never been used to borrowing money, I just make money by my ability." She was embarrassed, but she still spoke: "Can I lend me $3,000? The little girl is really pitiful."

Hawke had dealt with her a lot, and could see that she didn't seem to be lying. He immediately said, "Yes, you can go with me to get the money later."

He called Edward and asked the Savior to get $3,000 in cash.

Jacqueline said, "Thank you, I will return the money I earn as soon as possible."

Hawke waved his hand, "These are your rewards."

Jacqueline didn't say anything more. When Edward got the money, he drove straight to the University of California Medical School and found Renee.

The latter is very beautiful, especially the body is hot, and is still above Jacqueline.

Jacqueline said, “Go and take the medicine.”

Renee ran to see the doctor.

Jacqueline sat on the hallway bench waiting.

After a long time, Renee, who was exhausted, came back.

Jacqueline asked, “How is the situation?”

Renee smiled and said, "Stay." She looked at Jacqueline, "When her condition improves a little, I will go out to pick up the job. I will pay back the money I owe you as soon as possible."

"Don't worry." Jacqueline asked politely, "The application from the Charity Foundation is not available yet?"

Renee shook her head: "No, I submitted an application for assistance to the Ackerman Charity Foundation and never received a reply."

Jacqueline comforts: “The Ackerman Charity Foundation has a good reputation and many people may need assistance, wait a little longer.”

Renee had no other way and forced a smile.

...

Santa Monica, Ackerman Charity Foundation Headquarters. In Barack Bernan's office, Carol reported on the hospital's condition.

The former was looking through the newspaper and said, "Bro may encounter some difficulties. Sarah's old father has been very active these days and has called many people in the circle. Those people, like foxes, don't want to interfere. Bad things for couples.”

Carol continued, "I don't want to."

"Did I just think? Melissa is too lazy to ask, but she ends up throwing it on my head." Barack complained: "This couple is simply a pervert. One likes to watch his wife be messed up, and the other does not hesitate for fame and fortune. Use your husband as a stepping stone.”

Carol was deeply touched: "You can't get married."

Barack thought of Melissa Ackerman and felt that getting married might not be a bad thing.

Carol asked, "Do I want someone to warn Sarah Parker and make her feel more at ease?"

"Don't look for her. In the past few months, just pretend she doesn't exist." Barack knew very well that Sarah is now the focus of the media, and the eyes of feminist organizations: "Let them go with their private affairs."

Those women may be difficult to do anything, but they are good at creating troubles. They lack rationality when they get crazy and kill themselves.

Carol and Bro are still in a bit of friendship: "Sarah's agency, public relations company, and operating company are probably involved."

Barack recalled: "I remember hearing someone mention that the operation of Sarah was a company called West Coast Media Entertainment Studio. The founder seemed to be Hawk or Horner. It is said that he has been very popular recently. Awesome, do a background check and have someone warn him."

No mistakes, one song, one content, one in 6, one book, one bar, one reading!

Carol made a phone call and said a few words.

Soon, the phone was called back. Carol listened for a while and said, "The exact news is that West Coast Studio is LAPD's media and operation partner. Behind the Mule Gang incident is the company doing image operations for LAPD. ”

"LAPD?" Barack frowned.

Carroll said: "His girlfriend is Erica Ferguson of the Ferguson family, and her attorney is Brian Ferguson."

Barack was stunned: "The star policeman promoted by LAPD, the future boss..."

Carroll added: "There is news over the Detective Department that the lucky **** stopped Bro from shooting Sarah, and Erica Ferguson personally called the district attorney to confirm that he was the one to prevent the crime."

Barack said: "I remember Erica was ruthless and shot without leaving any survivors, and even killed the disgusting thing Robert Downey Jr."

Squids also have their own circles. The poisonous insect is not a member of them, and even Carol looks down on it: "The person who is controlled by drugs is a waste."

Donny didn't know until he died, and he was forced to jump off the building after dying.

Barack was quite afraid and said, "Find someone who is more reliable and reminds that lucky bastard, don't go too far."

Carol thought about the group of rough men under his command and said, "I'll go there."

Barack nodded slightly: "It's good."

...

West Los Angeles, Atel Mountain Shooting Range.

On the outdoor training ground, Hawke and Erica were fully armed and sorted out their guns.

Hawke took off the empty AR15 magazine and replaced it with a brand new full magazine. He said to Erica: "You have excellent marksmanship, but you are not as quick as me in close combat."

Erica admits this: “Male is too inherently superior, and you… have a greater advantage.”

"Yesterday, I met Brian." Hawke said deliberately, "Brian sent us blessings."

Erica knows her cousin: “He certainly won’t wish us happiness.”

Hawke shrugged: "He wishes us next vacation to encounter 20 gun robbers."

"We're going to be ready." Erica loaded the magazine and pulled the bolt.

Hawke knew Erica’s preferences so well and said, “We need to strengthen tactical cooperation training.”

He pointed to the training ground where the dummy target was erected in front: "Dear, you shoot accurately on the front, suppress and cover fire. I walked around from the side and caught the enemy off guard."

The two of them couldn't play too much tactics, and Erica agreed: "Let's start."

The simulation training started again and the gunshots kept ringing.

After emptied all the magazines, the two of them finished their training and returned to the locker room.

Hawke changed his clothes and the ringtone of his cell phone rang. It was the Nokia that was placed in the open.

He answered, and a strange voice came from the other side: "Hello, Mr. Osmond, I am Carol Bellot of the Ackerman Charity Foundation. I want to talk to you in person."

Hawke looked at the gun bag and said, "It seems that I have no business dealings with you."

There said, "You are operating for Sarah Parker, and this is something that has something to do with us..."

Hawke pondered a little: "This way, I'll wait for you at the Atel Mountain shooting range."

After hanging up the phone, he went out with a gun bag on his back, Hawke waited for a moment in the rest chair, and Erica came out too.

"Are you leaving now?" Erica wanted to go to Silver Lake Community.

Hawke said, "Someone called me and wanted to meet and talk to me, so I asked him to come."

He didn't go around in circles: "Can I borrow LAPD's first hot-handed goddess detective as my backer?"

Erica understood as soon as she heard it: "It seems that things are a bit troublesome?"

Hawke said directly: "It should be related to Sarah's affairs, and the other party claims to be from the Ackerman Charity Foundation."

Erica took out her armed belt from her bag, tied it around her waist, took out her pistol and stuffed it into the holster on one side.

The two of them came to the appointment front door resting place and waited.

Not long after, a tall, long-faced man came in at the door.

Carol swept his eyes across the vestibule and found the star policeman Erica, then his eyes fell on the unremarkable man next to her.

This man has short black hair, a thin face, an ordinary appearance, a peaceful temperament, and is not very eye-catching.

Almost at the same time, Hawke was also looking at Carol and recognizing the man.

Hawke has seen it in the photos and videos taken by Campos, the driver who helped Bro Derek get the blonde girl away.

Carol quickly walked to Hawk, greeted the two of them, introduced himself, pulled open the chair, and sat opposite Hawk.

But his eyes seemed to have accidentally swept over Erica's waist. The woman with a murderous name was wearing a pistol.

The policewoman who dares to shoot and kill people is not scary, what is scary is that this woman has a deep background.

Hawke asked, "You're looking for me for Sarah Parker?"

There were some words that Carol felt that he could not speak nonsense, so he carefully considered the words and said, "The personal conflict between Sarah Parker and Bro Derek is limited to the couple."

Hawke smiled: "My current job is responsible for hitting the Golden Globes for Sarah."

Carol understood and said, "I wish you all the Golden Globes."

"Thank you." Hawke acted like his appearance, and was harmless.

Carol stood up and said goodbye: "I won't waste your time."

It's going well here, and Carol has to go see Stephen Parker, that old thing is called difficult.

There is a shadow of Stephen behind the attacks on Bro in newspapers and media in recent days.

Hawke and Erica came out of the shooting range and got into the same car.

On the way to Silver Lake, Erica reminded: "Although the Ackerman Charity Foundation is in the name of charity, it acts a bit weird. You must be careful when dealing with them in the future."

Hawke thought for a while and said a little tentatively: "I've heard something about this charitable foundation."

Erica asked curiously, "What's the matter?"

Hawke said roughly: "The Savior has a girlfriend who comes from the rescue station of this foundation. I heard her talk about it. The foundation often organizes physical examinations. Some homeless people who have detected hidden dangers of the disease never return to Los Angeles. It is said that it is Found a new job in another place.”

Such a thing, Erica seemed to be listening to a science fiction story: "Free medical examination and medical treatment, and give her a job?"

"I don't believe it very much," Hawke said.

"Don't worry about these bad things, there are often dangers hidden behind the things." In the past, Hawk reminded the savior, but now it's Erica reminded Hawk: "Some things have reached a certain level, and right or wrong does not depend on justice and fairness. It is the position and position of the person.”

Hawke never wanted to be a messenger of justice and said, "Good or bad is actually very simple. Those who don't stand on our side are bad people."

Erica turned her head and stared at him: "Haoke Osmon, do you know? I am very lucky to meet you, the way you do things, the way you think, and your physical strengths, Very compatible with me."

"I should be the one who says it's lucky." Hawke thought of Carol and the Ackerman Charity Foundation in his head.

He knew very well that these could not be handled in the short term.

So, even though he learned that the girl was missing and there was something wrong with the charity physical examination, Hawke still did nothing.

He remembered all these things, waiting for his own growth and development and finding suitable opportunities.

In the following week, Hawke was much more idle at work, and as Sarah Parker's reputation soared, he won many awards in a series of outpost awards in the Hollywood awards season.

The Hollywood awards are not the work itself.

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