The world of American TV series: Starting with the L.A. Patrol

Taylor Kelly raised her head arrogantly, as if this lady was not here to ask for help this time.

"I have an important clue related to the case you are working on."

Seeing that she was speaking in a dignified manner and refused to say anything further, Jack stood up and blocked her in front of her, blocking her from waving her hands to greet Jie Jie and Angela.

"Say why you're here, or I'll throw you out and call Hannah to come over and interrogate you."

Taylor bent over slightly, holding his knees with both hands, looking fake and scared, "Are you serious? In fact, you can just interrogate me. Can you use a belt?"

Thinking of the crowd of people watching behind him and the teasing Jiejie on the stage, Jack suddenly had the urge to play with this girl in a tie-up play, and by the way, he swung the whip twice. He learned from those videos last time He hasn't found a chance to practice those new postures yet.

"Be more decent, our lovely hostess, isn't a Pulitzer Prize enough to satisfy you?"

"OK, no kidding. One of my friends got into some trouble. She was frightened. I feel like this matter should be related to the case you are investigating now."

Taylor put away her bitchy look that didn't match her temperament and turned back into the beautiful Channel 8 news host that the public is familiar with.

"Where is your friend? What's the trouble?" Jack asked.

"Just next door, John is receiving her, and here's the trouble."

Taylor took out a newspaper. It was from this morning's Los Angeles Times. The headline on the front page was the murder of actress Natalie Lane. But when she took out the newspaper, it was written in red ink. with three words.

"You owe me"

Jack handed the newspaper to Hotchner, walked out of the conference room, and came back a few minutes later, shaking his head at Red.

"Dr. Spencer Reed, come to pick up the guest."

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Rhett walked a few steps quickly and followed Jack into an office. He was still wondering about his weird words, and then he saw a familiar pretty face.

"Laila? Hi!"

"Hi, Spencer."

When Laila Aqi raised her head and saw Red, her originally nervous expression suddenly relaxed.

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Since there were too many people who wanted to listen to the inquiry (gossip), Jack directly asked Tim to borrow a lounge. Hotchner and Red were sitting, and the others were standing or leaning there, holding information or notebooks in their hands. Pretend.

Rosie and Jack each held a thermos cup and leaned against the filing cabinet, acting like a male parent. Those who knew it was a police inquiry, but those who didn't knew it thought it was a blind date.

Jack had been preparing medicinal meals for pregnant women and elderly people, so he bought some extra wolfberry and American ginseng, part of which was used to make wine, and the rest was used to make tea.

After all, there is no benefit to drinking too much coffee. So I made a cup of jasmine tea and added some American ginseng and wolfberry. Rosie said it was very good.

Sitting opposite, Laila Yaqi was wearing an off-shoulder sweater and jeans, showing off her hot figure. She seemed to be used to being surrounded by stars, so she didn't show any particular resistance.

There was also a middle-aged white man sitting next to her, chattering endlessly about things like not to worry, meaning that any celebrity would encounter similar problems.

Hotchner cleared his throat and began to ask, "How familiar are you with Natalie Lane?"

"We would chat a few words when we met in public, but we couldn't be considered friends." Laila raised her hand to signal her agent to shut up and answered Hotchner's question.

"What about Willie Melman?"

"What?" Laila was surprised and a little confused.

"A producer was killed two months ago." Reid reminded.

"Didn't the newspaper say it was an accident caused by a robbery?" Laila looked at the agent beside her and then at Taylor on the other side.

Taylor shrugged, "Don't look at me, newspapers often talk nonsense."

"Do you know him?" Hotchner asked.

Laila still looked a little confused, as if she didn't understand why the FBI asked this.

"We met several times for a show, but I didn't get the role and they changed their minds." When Laila said this, it seemed to bring back some bad memories.

"so?"

"He chose, uh, another actor." Laila suddenly paused as if she suddenly thought of something, and the agent beside her also looked like she suddenly realized something.

"Oh my God!" Laila turned to look at her agent again.

The agent looked helpless, "He chose Natalie Lane."

This made sense. Rossi tapped his finger on the newspaper that had been put into the evidence bag and read "You owe me".

"I guess this might be a good way to win the competition?"

Seeing that everyone's eyes were on him, the manager felt wronged and said, "Don't look at me like this. Do I look so stupid? Or I drove her to the police station."

Jack glared at Taylor who was so excited that his eyes were shining with excitement, put down the cup in his hand and asked.

"Have you ever noticed that you are being observed or followed?"

"From the moment I enter the shooting scene, there will be hairstylists, makeup, and people from the costume team, and then there are producers, screenwriters, agents, agents, publicists, and of course photographers. I can't help it at all. .”

Jack nodded to express his understanding, "Is there anything that happens regularly, regularly, but unusually?"

"What exactly are you talking about?" Laila blinked, a trace of confusion appearing on her pretty face.

Rhett reminded, "For example, harassing phone calls that keep coming but are hung up as soon as you answer them, or gifts from unknown persons."

Laila looked thoughtful, "I will receive flowers. On the 7th of every month, there will be a bouquet of flowers placed in my nanny car. There is no message card, just a glass bottle.

It’s my favorite pink anemone. "

"So you never thought about who sent this?" Hotchner asked.

"Celebrities receive anonymous gifts all the time, and I think Miss Kelly is the same."

Taylor ignored the agent's half-explanation and half-compliment, and put his arm around Laila's shoulders to express comfort.

Emily reached out and took a photo from Jiejie's hand, looked at it, and asked, "Do you still remember that you met someone special on the 7th of a certain month, or in July."

"No." Laila looked very upset.

"Wally Melman is a producer. He considered casting you, but ultimately chose Natalie Lane, who can be regarded as your competitor, and this Chloe Harris, is there any I think she looks a lot like you."

Emily showed the photo in her hand to Laila.

"Who is this again?"

"A potential rival, she was murdered too," Rhett replied.

Laila covered her face and looked like she was about to cry, "You mean, all these people were murdered because of me?"

Hotchner hesitated for a moment when he rarely spoke, "We suspect that there is a possibility."

"I'm sorry, I can't bear it, I have to go." Laila gently pushed Taylor's arm around her, stood up and ran away in a hurry.

Jack secretly kicked Red, who then woke up from a dream and hurriedly got up and chased after him.

"Is there something else I don't know about here?" Taylor looked suspiciously in the direction the two left.

"It's not important. Come here and sign a confidentiality agreement."

Jack handed her over to Jiejie with a smile, then took out his mobile phone and sent a message to Red, asking him to drive Laila home and come back after confirming it was safe.

It’s the end of the month, collect some monthly tickets