Hollywood Road

"This is the second time you have gotten headlines this week."

Sitting in the restaurant's deck, Carla put down the knife and fork in her hand, "I really don't know what to say."

Murphy swallowed the last bite of food, picked up a napkin and wiped his mouth, and said, "I am studying framing recently. Integrate with the location."

These are not only useful for current work, but also useful if you can enter Hollywood.

Cara was somewhat surprised, "You are a very motivated young man."

"You call yourself too old?" Murphy laughed. "You are only twenty-six years old this year, and you seem to be only twenty years old."

Women like to listen to this kind of compliment, and Cara is no exception, but after this time of contact, she knows that the opposite is a young man with a strong purpose and a very complicated mind. She frowned slightly and asked deliberately, " Speaking so nicely, do you want to pursue me?"

"Do you think we are suitable?" Murphy asked rhetorically.

Cara looked at him, but didn't speak, as if she wanted to see through Murphy's true purpose in inviting her.

"You are capable, beautiful, sexy..." Murphy's eyes scanned Carla's tall and exquisite figure, "When wearing professional clothes, there is a very attractive temperament, and it is a very good one-night stand."

Without waiting for Kara's reaction, he said again, "If you are willing to have a relationship with me that is beyond friendship and does not involve love, I will raise my hands to welcome me. For my girlfriend, forget it. Few men can stand your working hours. "

"Murphy," Carla asked instead, not angry, "Go ahead, what is your purpose of looking for me? Not just to make these silly jokes, right?"

"I think this piece of news should continue to be tracked." Murphy thought for a while and simply said, "The news has already been broadcast. I think the police will find me soon. I need your cooperation in some places."

For the audience rating, Carla will not give up this piece of news, "As long as there is no court injunction, the police can't help the TV station, and I will continue to chase it."

Murphy nodded, only if the TV station is willing to continue digging, his subsequent actions will be more valuable, otherwise a large amount of income will be lost.

"You're looking for me for this?" Cara was a little strange, he would never let this news go anyway.

"Yes, I just want to get your personal confirmation." Murphy took a sip from the water glass, and said unhurriedly, "I'm afraid you can't stand the pressure of the police just like the Long Beach serial homicide two years ago. give up."

"The me now is not the me I used to be,"

At that time, she was too young, she insisted on journalistic ethics, and her personality was weaker than she is now. Kara asked in surprise, "How did you know this?"

"There is something called the Internet." Murphy raised her finger and tapped her in the air. "There are several emerging search sites. Just enter your name and some things you have done will appear, even if you don’t A name is needed. As long as the license plate number or social welfare number, your contact information and detailed address can all be found."

In this era, the Internet in North America is developing much faster than on the other side of the Pacific. Even Murphy himself discovered after being released from prison that the Internet industry in North America cannot be viewed from the perspective of the other side of the Pacific in this era.

After experiencing so much suffering in North America, the only thing that comforted Murphy is that the fluency of information far exceeds the level of the same period on the other side.

Caralo said mockingly, "I didn't expect you to use the Internet."

"Of course! I learned a lot through the Internet." Murphy said half-truth, "I just took a business marketing course."

Cara believed 80% of Murphy's words. Murphy she saw was a person who knew how to fight hard. Such a person is also worthy of appreciation.

Therefore, she asked tentatively, "I have a job outside of my program group, are you interested?"

This kind of position has stable income and corresponding benefits. It is the profession that many people want. Cara recognized Murphy's ability to work, which threw an olive branch.

"No!" Murphy shook his head directly, "I won't stay in the news circle for too long, let alone change our relationship from a collaborator to a superior."

"Do you want to change careers?"

Hearing Kara's question, Murphy nodded solemnly, but didn't say much. In his current position, it was just a joke to say that he became a Hollywood celebrity.

Leaving the restaurant, Murphy bid farewell to Carla and drove towards downtown Los Angeles. He was still filtering what happened last night to the present. This is undoubtedly the best opportunity for him to earn the first pot of gold. As long as he has enough start-up funds in his hands, his film plan can be implemented.

Like everyone, the first step and pot of gold are always the hardest.

Murphy once again remembered the initial plan made last night. If the police acted in a consistent way, the chances of getting it would be infinite, and they could control the development of the incident as a leader. To make an inappropriate metaphor, he would be The director of the whole scene!

Thinking of this, Murphy's spirit is refreshed. This is indeed a good opportunity to be a director. The director may also be a real and popular drama!

He will be the director and photographer, and the police and two black criminals will be the starring...

When I returned home, I simply washed and put aside these thoughts for a while. Murphy fell asleep and fell asleep, but was awakened by the sound of knocking on the door after not sleeping for long.

"Wait a minute!"

He picked up the towel and wiped his face briefly, looked through the cat's eyes, and then opened the door of the room. Outside the door were two middle-aged white men and a woman.

The man among them glanced at him and asked, "Are you Murphy Stanton?"

Seeing Murphy nod his head, he took out his police badge and credentials and introduced himself, "I'm Detective Collins from the Los Angeles Police Department, and this is Detective Sarah."

"Please come in."

Murphy transferred the two people to the sofa in the house, waited for them to sit down, and then asked, "Do you need coffee?"

"no need."

The two are obviously middle-aged men. He waved his hand and cut directly to the subject, "You went to Bill Road in the Santa Monica Valley last night, right?"

"Yes it is."

With Murphy's affirmative answer, the middle-aged man stood up and walked to the portable video camera on the table, "You took a shot of the house?"

Murphy had long expected that the police would come over, and nodded happily, "Yes, I filmed it."

"You entered other people's houses and took pictures everywhere," the male detective turned back, raised his arms to face Murphy, and said sternly, "You even took pictures of the dead bodies of the victims, all before the police arrived. !"

Before coming here, if the police showed such an attitude, Murphy would definitely panic, but more than a year of training was enough to keep him calm and calm.

"The doors of the manor and the house are open."

This is indeed the case. Murphy's words are true and false, "I passed by Bill Road and heard gunshots inside. I want to go in and see if I can help."

"You went to the crime scene!" The male detective stared at him closely.

After learning that someone broke into the house in advance, the police also suspected that it might be the murderer, but they quickly rejected it.

Although there is no road monitoring in the residential area, the video taken from the main road in the valley showed that when the victim called the police, the guy on the opposite side was still driving in the direction of Beverly Hills.

"I didn't know it was a crime scene when I first started." Murphy stretched out his arms and spread out his hands. "I think someone is in trouble. As a law-abiding, ethical and enthusiastic Los Angeles citizen, I think I should If you look at it in the past, you might be able to help people who are in difficulty."

The male detective’s gaze became sharper and sharper, “You photographed the scene and sold it to the TV station.”

"I am a very professional ethical person, engaged in professional news video collection work." Murphy said of course, "This is my job."

Except for breaking into the private house, Murphy did not do anything excessive, and the people in the house are dead. Who will be held accountable for this?

Murphy knew that these two detectives were bluffing and was not afraid of them, not to mention that he had anticipated this situation a long time ago and was fully prepared.

At this time, the female detective stood up and walked to the male detective, patted him on the back lightly, and asked in a softer tone, "Mr. Stanton, have you seen anything special?"

In the words of the other side of the ocean, this is a typical one who sings with a white face and the other sings with a black face.

"Yes!" Murphy nodded.

The eyes of the two detectives lit up at the same time.

"What's the situation?" The female detective's attitude improved.

"Two men drove a car to leave." Murphy thought, "It should be two black people."

The female detective asked, "Did you see them?"

"It's just a dim appearance. It was dark at the time, and I was scared and didn't dare to come close." Murphy thought hard. "The car is a black or other dark car. Two black people are tall. They should all keep their bald heads."

"Can you be more specific?"

People with such appearance conditions can at least find hundreds of thousands in Los Angeles, "such as height, appearance, tattoos, scars."

"I'm sorry," Murphy pretended to say helplessly. "It's too dark, and they're too dark. It's unrealistic to see a black man clearly under such light conditions."

The two detectives were also helpless. It was really too difficult to see the appearance of the black man in a poorly lit night.

But they didn't give up, and the male detective asked again, "You didn't take these pictures?"

Murphy shook his head without hesitation, "No, I only started shooting when I entered the door."

The female police detective couldn't ask for more useful things, and said, "We need a video that you took."

"No problem." Murphy took them into the studio, copied a copy from the laptop, and handed it to the two detectives. "If I can think of something valuable, I will contact the police."

Although he held a certain degree of skepticism, Murphy's active and cooperative attitude dispelled some of the doubts of the two detectives. After they got the video, they quickly left here.

After closing the door, Murphy returned to the workplace and sat in front of the laptop to check the latest news in this regard. At mid-afternoon, the police finally announced a heavyweight reward.

The Los Angeles police offered a reward of 100,000 U.S. dollars to find valuable clues to the case last night!