Hollywood Road

"You must be careful when answering questions."

Sitting behind a desk in an office of the Los Angeles Police Department, Murphy was still thinking about the previous counsel from the lawyer on the phone, "Be careful of the language trap in the police's words."

When leaving the TV station, Murphy met the police without any accident. He volunteered to help the other party and came to the Los Angeles County Police Department.

The current situation was completely in Murphy's vision, and he didn't panic at all when he came to assist in the investigation, let alone he was fully prepared.

Not long after waiting, the door was pushed open from the outside, and two detectives, a man and a woman, whom Murphy knew came in. They put down their folders and pens and sat across the table. Both of them looked unfavorable. It looks good, as if preparing to interrogate a prisoner.

Murphy was calm enough, his lawyer was on his way here, and the reporter from Channel 6 Carla Faith sent to wait for the news was outside the police station.

After all, he is just a freelance journalist who shoots news videos, not a criminal who violates the law.

"Your rights have been read to you before." The male detective spoke first. "And you came here voluntarily, right?"

"Yes." Murphy nodded slightly. "That's it."

"Do you also know that this is going to be videotaped?"

Hearing this, Murphy looked at the camera on the opposite corner and deliberately said in a joking tone, "Of course! I saw that camera, and it was shot at a wide angle."

The male detective seemed to be stimulated by these words. He stopped his hand to open the file, changed to a sitting posture, and said, "Why did you show up at the Beverly Hills and Mores pizzeria tonight? Did you call the police? "

He looked directly into Murphy's eyes, as if he wanted to see through everything.

"I am a freelance journalist, and my main work locations are Santa Monica, West Hollywood and Beverly Hills."

The other person’s eyes jumped obviously. Murphy told the basic facts. He knew that he wanted to pass the test, and most of what he said must be true and able to withstand the test. “I’m out of the city center tonight. I went to the West Hollywood area. While waiting for the news in a middle-class community over there, I suddenly found a car on the side of the road and someone was staring at me."

Murphy seemed to be explaining the facts, "In the beginning, I didn't pay much attention, but after driving around in the middle-class community for a while, I found that the car and the person suddenly followed me. I felt that something was not right. Get rid of them."

The two detectives were expressionless.

"When I was about to leave the community, I saw the car again from a long distance." Murphy said calmly, "Curious why the other party was following me, so I followed far away, not too far away, the car There was another person on the outskirts of Beverly Hills. I looked at them a little familiar, but I couldn't remember where I saw them."

The female detective glanced at the male detective, and saw the same suspicion as her own in the other's eyes.

"My driving skills are not very good, and in order to avoid being discovered, I have been far away from them. When I entered Ronald Avenue, I lost them." Murphy always added a sentence on the basis of most of the truth. The lie, "Although I am curious about why the car had followed me before, I still have work to do, so I plan to give up pursuing the truth."

He coughed slightly, "Unexpectedly, I went straight along Ronald Avenue and saw the car again at the intersection of Seventh Street. The two people just got out of the car and entered the pizzeria."

"Have you confirmed that they are murderers?" the male detective asked.

"No, no, I just think the body is a bit like." Murphy shook his head first, and then said again, "But when one of them entered the restaurant, I saw the gun under his clothes, and I confirmed it was them. !"

The female detective suddenly spoke, "You said before that you didn't see their faces clearly."

"I really didn't see their faces clearly," Murphy spread out his hands and said, "I can't see it so dark, but I can write down a person's body shape, make judgments based on body shape and walking style, and add them With... a gun!"

Murphy shrugged, "I believe you also know that many people can judge a person by their body shape and gait, so I took out my phone and immediately called the police."

There was a bit of sarcasm on the male detective's face, "Is this your story?"

"This is the truth!" Murphy said without a doubt, "This is why I came here on the initiative to reflect the situation to you at the time!"

He added, "I guess those two people might have seen the news video I shot, tracked me down, and then prepared to do something to me."

Murphy sits here, honestly like a newborn child.

"It's wonderful." The male detective made no secret of the mockery on his face. "Do you want to know how I think about this?"

"Of course." Murphy nodded and said, "please say it."

"I think you concealed the news. I think you saw the two men who committed the crime in Beale Road." The male detective stood up and said condescendingly, "You also saw the car and then hid it without reporting it. You want to get the material you want to shoot."

He stared at Murphy. "Is that so?"

"It's a wonderful story, but it's not true." Murphy looked at the male detective without evasiveness. "I am a responsible Los Angeles citizen and would not do such a thing. This is also against my profession. moral."

The male detective leaned over, "You are the same as murder!"

"You have a colleague seriously injured. I understand why you think so, but this is not the truth." Murphy was still very calm, "I didn't do this, and my professional ethics would not allow me to do such wrong things."

"Don't try to lie to me." The male detective was agitated.

"I never thought of deceiving you." Murphy looked at him, "You know what I said is true."

"I think your words are all lies!" The male police detective put his hands on the table, leaned over and pressed Murphy with an aura, "You are a liar who is unscrupulous in order to achieve his own goals!"

Murphy looked at him without blinking.

The male detective said again, "You took these photos and sold them all!"

"What I do is the journalist business." Murphy said naturally, "This is my duty. My duty tells me that I cannot ignore such news, let alone let the public miss such news. They have the right to know the news."

"You..." The male detective raised a hand, "We will let you pay..."

The female detective hurriedly pulled him, and the male detective subconsciously looked at the camera behind him and swallowed the half of the unspoken words back into his stomach.

Murphy was still sitting across from them very calmly.

The two police detectives are not fools either, knowing that they have met a tough opponent, this person is meticulous and stable, very difficult to deal with.

Most importantly, they could not produce any evidence that the other party lied.

In Los Angeles, there are surveillance videos on many main roads. Among the videos and pictures they can retrieve, the driving route of the black Ford sedan is exactly the same as the guy on the other side said.

Channel 6 of Fox TV stared at the police station. Without evidence, they could not take too much action. The reporters of Channel 6 were outside the police station, wishing them to do some excessive behavior.

Not long after, Murphy’s lawyer, Robert, rushed to the police station. Murphy, as a person who took the initiative to assist in the investigation, did not take much effort to complete the formalities with the police. By the time the day lighted up, Murphy was already with the police. His own lawyer walked out of the police station with dignity.

"Thank you, Robert."

In the parking lot in front of the police station, Murphy shook hands with Robert and said goodbye, "This incident made me realize the importance of professionals like you. As a witness, I almost suffered unfair treatment by the police."

"I will protest to the police." Robert shook hands with Murphy and reminded him, "If you have trouble in the future, remember to call me as soon as possible."

Murphy nodded slightly, "I will."

In order to avoid the tragedy of his predecessor, after Murphy had a stable income, he did not hesitate to spend a lot of money to hire a well-known lawyer like Robert. It was not without reason.

To live a relatively stable and decent life in this country, having your own lawyer is essential.

Just got in his car, Murphy's mobile phone rang, he didn't look at it, and directly answered, "Hello, this is Murphy Stanton."

"Murphy, it's me, Carla." There was a slightly tired female voice opposite, "How is it, did the police embarrass you?"

"A little bit." Murphy replied calmly, "but it's all settled by me."

Perhaps the videos provided in the last two days have actually increased the ratings. Kara on the other end of the phone rarely showed concern, “Don’t let your guard down, especially don’t do things that make the police feel sensitive recently.”

Murphy nodded, "I know, it's too late for me to hide from them."

There have been so many things in the past two days. Murphy knows very well that he must be on the blacklist of the Los Angeles police. The other party has no evidence of this, and there is nothing to do with him, but if they catch the painful foot, they will inevitably have new accounts. Count together.

After hanging up the phone with Carla, Murphy went through the latest incident and confirmed that there was no omission, and then started the car and drove out of the parking lot.

In the eyes of many people, it is definitely not worth it, but Murphy does not regret it at all. Any capital condensing process has never been smooth sailing and is always full of hardships. Little people like him who have almost no sense of existence want to get A large amount of start-up capital will inevitably require some extraordinary means.

Besides, this is America, not the other side of the Pacific where he was born and raised.

Murphy has never had the feeling of a universal saint.

Back home, Murphy did not rest, but endured fatigue and sleepiness, went to the bank first and exchanged a check for 30,000 U.S. dollars and a 100,000 U.S. dollars into his bank account.

With money in his hands, Murphy also knows that he still needs to deal with the tax bureau. He has already offended the LAPDs, but he doesn't want to provoke the tax bureau that is a hundred times harder.

This aspect can be handled by a lawyer, and the tax season is still far away, so don't worry about it for now.

In addition to these, Murphy met with lawyer Robert several times in the next few days and asked him to ask the Los Angeles Police Department for a reward of 100,000 US dollars.