The Wolf of Los Angeles

Chapter 46 There is true love in the world

In the morning, Hawke trotted out of the ranch park.

At the entrance of the park, Frank, who was begging with a hat, waved to Hawk, reminding him: "It seems that someone is looking for you, and that girl has a great figure."

Hawke had seen it, just across the road, a girl in a golden brown ponytail and jeans walking around the sidewalk.

Frank asked, "I won't look for you, right? Remember to introduce it to me."

Hawke said angrily: "What? Do you think your ex-wife is too small and you didn't mess with you to death? Do you want to do it again?"

Frank snorted coldly: "I am free of worries now, alone."

"So too." Hawke walked across Fountain Street, looked at the girl a little, and asked, "Officer, who are you looking for?"

The girl turned around, recognized Hawke, and reached out: "Erika Ferguson, we've seen it on Santa Monica Avenue, Julian told me the address."

"Haoke Osmon." Hawke shook hands and looked at it slightly. The other party was not very beautiful, but full of heroism.

She is tall, has golden brown medium and short hair, and has a light wheat color made of the sun on her skin. Because she has long exercise, she has a healthy figure, long legs and thin waist.

It's somewhat like Erica Schmidt, a female athlete he met online in his previous life.

Hawke speculated that the other party should have entered this industry soon, because most of the female policemen with rich work experience were tanks.

It's still a heavy tank.

He asked, "Is there anything I need to ask me?"

Erica smiled and said, "I want to say thank you in person."

Hawke opened the studio door: "Please come in."

Erica followed him into the house and quickly looked at the decorations in the room, clean and orderly.

Hawke pointed to the sweat-stained sportswear on his body: "I'll go change my clothes, you can sit there."

He went upstairs to wipe his sweat, changed his clothes, and asked, "Black tea or coffee? Are you not going to work today?"

"No, thank you." Erica said: "I'm on administrative leave."

Hawke asked, “Is it a big trouble?”

Erica was slightly cramped: "A few days off and will be back to work soon."

She paused and said, "Without you, I might be unemployed."

Hawke said, "You have to be polite about what happened that day. I happened to meet it and took a photo again."

He still said the same thing: "My conscience and professional ethics do not allow me to pretend that I have not seen it, and let innocent people bear the blame they should not bear."

Erica smiled and said, "You helped me get rid of a lot of trouble. I just joined the company, but I encountered such a thing. Once the public opinion deteriorates, I think it's scary... After all, it's not ordinary people who die."

Hawke said without hesitation: "I saw only a poisonous insect, a **** who wanted to do whatever he wanted with fame, and a villain who wanted to shoot a lady."

Erica suddenly realized that Hawk's ordinary face was particularly pleasing to the eye.

"Oh, by the way, I'll give this to you." She took out a special card from her bag and handed it to Hawke: "The boss asked me to take it. If you hold it, your colleagues on the road will not make things difficult for you."

Hawke took it and said politely: "Thank you."

He has heard of this thing, LAPD's special exemption card, and small problems like speeding. Even if he is caught, LAPD will be released.

Erica left her contact information to Hawke again: "Within the West Police Department, if you are in trouble, you can call me."

These were useful to Hawke, and he accepted them without hesitation. He was about to say something when the door rang out and Edward pushed the door open.

Lao Hei saw Erica at first sight and was surprised: "Boss, you are so fast..."

Hawke interrupted him: "This is Officer Erica Ferguson, she shot Donny."

When he heard that it was a police officer, the suppression from his blood made Edward shut up instantly and could only show an unnatural smile.

Will a LAPD who dares to shoot at Robert Downey Jr. clear the magazine for the black man?

Erica said goodbye in time.

When the others left, Edward asked, "Boss, you won't be your girlfriend, right?"

"What a joke? There is a LAPD around you. Are we asking for trouble?" Hawke successfully pulled Edward into the water and revealed it appropriately: "Erika is a street patrolman, and the patrol area is located in West Los Angeles where celebrities gather. Maybe one day we will be able to do it. You can use it."

Edward's head was covered in filthy eyes and grabbed Hawke's sleeve: "For our entrepreneurial plan and the future of the studio, you should sacrifice yourself."

Hawke was too lazy to deal with these crazy words, took out an envelope and threw it to Edward: "Your bonus."

Edward pulled out a thick stack: "$5,000, so much?" He scratched his head: "Boss, I didn't do anything, I just followed someone."

Hawke said, "I took more, but if you don't, I'm not at ease." Edward rolled his lips and smiled, "For the sake of your boss, I took it."

Hawke left the studio alone, disguised himself, and used some of the ways I remembered in his previous life to exchange some cash. He rented another safe house near Manhattan Beach in Venice, and rented a car on a private pier for a long time. Speedboat.

No matter how well the plan is, there will be accidents during execution.

Leave more retreat.

...

Sherman Oaks, Mid-mountain mansion.

Bro Derek finished calling and got several newspapers from today, with the front page headlines being Robert Downey Jr.

Sarah Parker came over with her coffee, leaned over and kissed her husband, and said, "He hasn't seen him for only a few days, and he has gone to see God."

"In the crew of "Singing Detective", I advised him several times to quit that thing." Bro Derek picked up the coffee and took a sip, and said directly: "It's not unfair to kill the poisonous insects."

Sarah Parker said: "Donny was very brave after he was having fun."

The couple didn't touch this thing because they found a more interesting game. Bro sighed: "It's really a pity..."

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

Sarah wondered: "You just said that the poisonous insects died unjustly, why did you say it's a pity?"

Bro put down his coffee cup, pulled Sarah, let her sit on her lap, and said, "I'm planning to ask you to ask Donnie to come out, and the three of us will go out together to experience a different life, but unfortunately we haven't moved yet , He saw God.

Sarah hugged Bro's head tightly, they tried it once during this period, and the thrill was unparalleled.

The dirty environment in Hollywood, and the producer's unique position in the crew, created Bro's pathological personality. He hugged his wife tightly and said, "I know what you are worried about, but my dear, you have to believe me, I will always be I love you and am willing to give everything for you."

Sarah is not as perverted as Bro, but she is also addicted to the strange stimulation, and she is even more reluctant to let go of the resources Bro, a producer, can bring. At this moment, her acting skills exploded: "I love you forever, too."

The sudden ringtone of the cell phone interrupted the upcoming battle between the two.

Bro out of the room and answered the phone, and after talking for a while, he came back with a worried look on his face.

Sarah asked, “What happened?”

Bro simply said: "Given the negative impact caused by Downey, the publisher gave up on "Singing Detective". The company may need to find new publishers, which are more likely to directly push into the DVD and videotape market."

He packed up his things: "I'm going to the company for a meeting."

Sarah helped him get his briefcase.

Bro drove into the car and headed to Santa Monica where the company is located.

When passing an intersection, I saw a familiar figure driving a Bentley and passing by.

Bro recalled a little, remembering that it was Deborah Fao Connor, who had just died.

Bentley enters Brentwood and Deborah returns to her familiar home.

There is not a single person in such a huge villa.

Deborah was not sad at all, but felt a sense of relief and pleasure. If it weren't for inconvenience, she even wanted to thank the female patrolman of LAPD.

She didn't have to spend time, effort, and money to fight a divorce lawsuit, but directly inherited her family property.

As for his ex-husband, Deborah just wants to say that poisonous insects deserve to die.

When she entered the house alone, she looked around and found that the watches and some valuables in the collection room were gone.

Deborah didn't find it strange that Lenovo Donnie was desperate for that thing.

One day, they even dared to mortgage their mother and son and replace them with those things.

The most valuable thing here is the house.

Deborah's lawyer called at this time and notified her to go through the procedures for recognizing the body and inheritance.

She drove out the door.

At an intersection in Brentwood, Edward drove a newly purchased second-hand business car from Hawke, raised his camera and took pictures of Deborah's car, until the car disappeared.

There is money, beauty and a big house.

Edward found that the boss was really good and helped him find such a candidate.

At this moment, he felt that the cold world was still warm.

There is true love in the world.

(End of this chapter)