The Wolf of Los Angeles

Chapter 212 Don't let people kill you

The Venice Beach Club was burned and the related incidents have long been calmed down.

Everything seemed to have returned to peace.

Halle disguised herself as she came to Guerrero's residence, which was also the apartment building where he committed suicide.

She has been here more than once these days. She waited at the door for a while and met a woman who lives on the same floor as Guerrero.

When Harley saw her walking towards a car, she immediately followed her and said hello: "Hello, can you talk a few times?"

The woman stopped, turned around and looked at her, and saw Harley's harmless appearance, and said, "Do you have something to do?"

Halle whispered, “I am a reporter for The New York Times and want to ask about your neighbors.”

Seeing that the other party was a little impatient, she paid out of her own pocket to take out a few dollars and stuffed them over: "I should compensate you for the time I have been delayed."

The woman took the money and put it in her pocket: "You ask."

Halle pointed to her car.

The woman opened the car door and invited Harley to get in the car together.

Knowing that the other party wouldn't leave her much time, Harley asked directly: "Your neighbor Guerrero, is there something special before committing suicide?"

"No." The woman shook her head: "I went on a business trip in other places during that time and didn't live here."

Harley has been here a few times before, and only last time she met this person.

She asked from another perspective: "Don't Guerrero's family live here with him?"

For the sake of money, the woman thought about it carefully and said, "Most of the time, he was alone, but there were several times, this year, he brought a girl here, and the girl looked younger than him. I think I may be less than twenty years old.”

Halle caught the key and asked, "How many times are they the same person?"

"Yes, it's a person." The woman was sure and said, "You ask me to think about it."

She recalled: "Four months, five months ago, I took the elevator and she happened to come in. I remember asking at that time, and she said she was studying at a university, a university in Pasadena."

There are many universities in Pasadena, and Halle asked, “City College? Polytechnic College?”

The woman said, “California Institute of Technology!”

Harley nodded and asked again, "Do you know her name?"

The woman thought for a while: "Can you call Alan or Aileen? I can't remember it very clearly."

It was a complete surprise to be able to ask these questions. Harley asked for a while and did not get any useful information.

The woman was going out too, and the two ended their brief exchange.

Halle remembers the key: Caltech and Allen or Ellen.

Just after Harley left, Juan, who was dressed up as a woman, came to that woman.

...

On the highway, Edward drove a bulletproof Mercedes-Benz and ran northward. The car soon arrived at the San Fernando Valley.

He asked, "Boss, do you still have to continue walking north?"

Hawke was looking at the US Postal version of the map and said, "Come through the canyon area and go north to Santa Clalita."

Edward continued to speed up: “Will someone mail this email from outside Los Angeles be the same as we did then?”

Hawke is also considering this issue.

He checked the mailbox for the mailing in the postal office through mail.

On the notebook, Guerrero's signature was normally sent by Guerrero before his death, or by someone with whom he had a relationship.

Guerrero's relatives lived in Pasadena, and Hawke had asked Campos to send someone to investigate.

He also asked someone to quietly ask if Guerrero has a friend or girlfriend.

Mercedes-Benz passed through the San Fernando Valley and came to Santa Clareta. According to the signs on the US Postal Map, Hawke quickly found the postal box.

The red mailbox is very eye-catching and is located at the entrance of a park, with not many passing vehicles and pedestrians.

As for surveillance, even Los Angeles did not have much public surveillance in America in this era.

Hawke asked Edward to drive back and forth a few times, seeing that there was no gain, he said, "Drive to Pasadena."

Edward turned around and returned to Los Angeles.

When I arrived in Pasadena, I went directly into a shooting range according to the address provided by Campos.

Hawke applied for a membership, took a gun and entered the indoor shooting range, found two targets, put on soundproofing headsets, and shot several magazines with Edward.

Not far away, Campos was practicing shooting with several people.

Hawke told him that the development goal of Butterfly Company is not the Free Press Company, but the Security Company.

Those who have not experienced the information explosion will think that the world is beautiful. Business war is nothing more than fighting to the death in the market and killing competitive companies within the scope of business and law.

It’s right to die, and it’s right to kill opponents, but these are never limited to business and legal scope.

If you hope that your opponent will abide by the rules, you will be stronger than yourself.

Hawke has already experienced it. If Bella Sain succeeded in slandering him, Twitter would have become someone else's possession.

Campos led the team to train and left with his backbone forces such as Carlos, Garcia, Juan and Fiona.

Afterwards, Hawke also left the training ground, came to the safe house in Pasadena, and met Campos and his group.

"boss!"

"Hello, boss!" These people came over to say hello one by one.

Some people have seen Hawke for the first time, but have long been speculated about important news from the company that keeps selling to Twitter.

Hawke responded one by one and called out their names accurately.

Carlos and others all know that they can get legal identities and achieve high income in Los Angeles, which are all supported by Hawke.

Hawke didn't talk nonsense and asked directly, "How is the matter that you asked you to investigate?"

Fiona said first: "Guerrero's family, including parents, siblings, etc., have all moved out, and their house in Los Angeles has been entrusted to an agency for sale."

Carlos responded, "I went to the agency to inquire, and they didn't know where these people moved."

Juan continued: "This morning, I went to the apartment where Guerrero lived and found his female neighbor on the same building. The female neighbor provided a message. Before I went there, there was a man who called himself a female reporter from the New York Times. , I asked her about Guerrero, and the content was similar to us, whether Guerrero has friends or girlfriends."

Hawke frowned slightly: "The female reporter of the New York Times? This identity should be fake."

"It should be." Juan said again: "I put on female makeup at that time. The female neighbor told me that the makeup that the woman put on was a bit weird, but it was ten times more beautiful than me, and it was not spoken on the East Coast."

Hawke nodded. Who can still investigate so persistently? Guerrero's family moved out of Los Angeles.

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

There is little possibility of friends or the like.

Hawke had priority for a woman, Harley Wayne.

Juan said: "The female neighbor said that Guerrero had a girlfriend named Allen or Ellen at Caltech."

Hawke pointed at him, "You keep following up."

"Okay." Juan responded.

Hawke looked at the others: "This is found here beforehand."

The rest nodded.

Hawke took out a piece of paper and handed it to Campos: "Check who these people are, and focus on both Fernando Crane and Carol Andy."

He specifically reminded: "It is better not to find it than to alarm people. You have plenty of time and search slowly."

That Meryl, Hawke found out his identity yesterday.

An unlucky guy who drowned in his own bathtub after having sex.

This was suicide again.

The rest of the people left one after another, and soon Campos was left here.

He said to Hawke: "I've found a bodyguard candidate. They've gone back to Mexico to pick up their families and will be back soon."

Hawke reminded: "Prepare your residence, and there are still identity issues, all of them will be solved."

Campos knew very well that family was the key factor.

Without his family's subordinates, he would not dare to take Hawke's side.

Hawke was about to leave, but before leaving, he thought of the female reporter and told him: "Please pay attention to Harley. Just like before, don't let others kill you."

Campos answered, "I understand."

Things can only go to this point for the time being. Hawke finds some related people or companies, waits for the right opportunity, and then launches a fatal blow.

Since Schwarzenegger came to power, the political situation in California has calmed down a little bit compared to the previous turmoil in the red and blue battles.

On the way back, Hawke received a call from Brian to ask him to have supper with Erica.

In addition to Brian, the new FBI deputy director Jennifer Huey will go.

Hawke and Jennifer are old acquaintances, and Jennifer is one of the several FBI leaders in Los Angeles. It doesn’t hurt to be familiar with them.

He first sent a text message to Erica and confirmed that Erica was not performing the task, so he called him.

Erica said, “I try to get off work on time.”

Back to Twitter, the front-end female receptionist told Hawke that director Eric Ethan was here.

Hawke came to the reception room and saw Eric, smiling and said, "Why don't you call me?"

"I just arrived." Eric opened his bag and took out an invitation letter: "My new film "The Journey to the Night" is about to be released, and I'll come here to formally invite you to the premiere."

Hawke took it and said, "I've been looking forward to your new movie."

Eric took out another one and gave it to Edward: "The invitation letter can bring two people."

"Thank you." Edward followed, shrugging, "I'll go alone."

Eric was curious: "You love saint are you broken up?"

Hearing this, Edward was full of worries: "I haven't officially broken up yet, but it's almost done. I suddenly feel that being single is happy."

He asked Eric: "Where are you? When will you marry Catherine? Or are you going to break up with her?"

Eric sighed, looking very conscientious: "I can't kick my girlfriend who has supported me as soon as my career improves."

Edward patted Eric on the shoulder: "The director does not have an unspoken actress, it is a waste of resources, and it is a wrong way!"

Hawke said, "Don't give Eric a random idea, you don't even understand your own affairs."

Edward became listless in an instant and said, "Boss, when I first met, I laughed at you for not knowing how to pick up girls. It turns out that I am the one who knows nothing. You are the master of picking up girls."

Hawke reminded him: "If you want to divide it, hurry up and don't drag it down."

Edward made up his mind: “I will handle it as soon as possible.”

(Happy New Year, I wish you all good luck in the New Year, good fortune and all the best.)

(End of this chapter)