Hollywood Road

"It's the second time you've got the headlines this week."

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

Murphy swallowed the last bite of food, picked up the napkin and wiped his mouth, and said, "I've been researching framing recently. When shooting, if the framing is good, it will not only attract the audience's attention, but also keep the line of sight for a long time, allowing the subjects to be photographed. It blends in with the exterior.”

These are not only useful for the current job, but also useful if they can enter Hollywood.

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

"Are you calling yourself too old?" Murphy laughed. "You're only twenty-six years old this year, and you only look like twenty."

Women like to listen to this kind of compliment, and Kara is no exception, but after this period of contact, she knew that the opposite was a young man with a strong purpose and a very complicated mind, and she frowned slightly and asked deliberately, " You speak so nicely, do you want to pursue me?"

"You think we're a good fit?" Murphy asked rhetorically.

Carla looked at him but said nothing, as if trying to see through the real purpose of Murphy's invitation to her.

"You are capable, beautiful, sexy..." Murphy's eyes swept over Cara's tall and slender figure, "When you wear professional clothes, you have an attractive temperament, and you are a very good one-night stand."

Before waiting for Carla to respond, he added, "If you'd like to have a relationship with me that goes beyond friendship and doesn't involve love, I welcome you with both hands up, and if you're a girlfriend, not many men can stand your work hours. "

"Murphy," Carla asked instead of getting angry, "Tell me, what's your purpose in looking for me? It's not just for these silly jokes, right?"

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

For the sake of ratings, Kara will not give up this news, "As long as there is no court injunction, the police station has no way to take the TV station, and I will continue to chase."

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

"You're looking for me for this?" Kara was a little strange, she would not let this news go no matter what.

"Yeah, I just want your confirmation." Murphy took a sip from the water glass and said unhurriedly, "I'm afraid you, like the serial murders in Long Beach two years ago, couldn't stand the pressure of the police. give up."

"I'm not what I used to be now,"

At that time, she was too young, far more insistent on journalism ethics, and weaker in character than she is now. Kara asked in surprise, "How did you know about this?"

"There's a thing called the Internet." Murphy raised her finger and tapped her in the air, "There are several emerging search sites, just enter your name, and you'll see some things you've done, even not You need a name, as long as the license plate number or social welfare number, your contact information and full address can be found.”

In this era, the Internet in North America has developed much faster than that on the other side of the Pacific Ocean. Even Murphy found out after he was released from prison that he could not look at the Internet industry in North America from the perspective of the other side of the Pacific Ocean in this era.

Having experienced so much suffering in North America, the only thing that makes Murphy happy is that the fluency of information far exceeds the level of the same period on the other side.

Carla said slightly sarcastically, "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."

Carla believed 80% of Murphy's words. What she saw of Murphy,

It is a person who knows how to work hard, and such a person is also worthy of appreciation.

Therefore, she asked tentatively, "My program team has a non-running position, are you interested?"

Such a position with stable income and corresponding benefits is a career that many people want. Carla recognized Murphy's work ability, which is why she threw the olive branch.

"No!" Murphy shook his head directly, "I won't stay in the news circle for too long, and I don't want to change our relationship from collaborators to superiors."

"Do you want to change careers?"

After listening to Carla's question, Murphy nodded solemnly, but didn't say much. With his current position, he said that becoming a Hollywood celebrity was just a joke.

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

Like everyone, the first step and the first pot of gold is 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 the opportunity were infinite, and they could control the development of the incident as a leader. To use an inappropriate analogy, he would be. The director of the whole scene!

Thinking of this, Murphy's spirit is lifted, this is indeed a good opportunity to be a director, and the director may also be a real hot drama!

He'll be the director and cameraman, with the police and two black murderers starring...

When he got home, he simply washed and put aside his thoughts for a while. Murphy fell asleep, but he was woken up by the knock on the door before he slept for a long time.

"Hold on!"

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

One of the men glanced at him and asked, "Are you Murphy Stanton?"

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

"Please come in."

Murphy put the two of them on the sofa in the room, and after they sat down, he asked, "Do you need coffee?"

"no need."

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

"Yes."

After getting Murphy's affirmative answer, the middle-aged man stood up and walked to the camcorder placed on the table, "Did you take a shot of the house?"

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

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

Before coming here, Murphy would definitely panic if the police showed such an attitude, but the tempering of the past year or so is enough to keep him calm and calm.

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

This is the real situation, Murphy's words are true and false, "I was passing by Bill Road and heard gunshots inside, and wanted to go in and see if I could help."

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

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

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

"I didn't know it was a crime scene when I started." Murphy stretched out his arms and spread his hands. "I felt like someone was in trouble, and as a law-abiding, professional, and enthusiastic citizen of Los Angeles, I thought I should Check it out in the past, maybe it can help those who are in trouble.”

The male police detective's eyes became more and more sharp, "You filmed the scene and sold it to the TV station."

"I'm a very work ethic and I do professional news video gathering," Murphy said of course. "It's my job."

Other than breaking into the private residence, Murphy didn't do anything outrageous, and everyone in the residence is dead, who will be held responsible for this?

Murphy knew that the two detectives were bluffing and was not afraid of them, not to mention that he had long expected this situation and was fully prepared.

The female detective stood up and walked to the male detective at this time, 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 a white face and the other who sings a black face.

"Yes!" Murphy nodded.

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

"What's the situation?" The female police detective's attitude became better.

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

The female detective pressed, "You saw them?"

"It's just a hazy appearance. It was very dark at the time, and I was too scared to approach." Murphy thought hard, "The car is a black or other dark sedan, and the two black people are tall, They should all keep their heads bald."

"Can you be more specific?"

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

"I'm sorry." Murphy said helplessly, "It's too dark, and they're too dark, it's unrealistic to see a black man clearly in that kind of light."

The two detectives were also very helpless. It was really difficult to see the appearance of black people at night with poor light.

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

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

When the female police detective couldn't ask anything more useful, she added, "We need a copy of the video 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 anything of value, I will contact the police."

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

After closing the door, Murphy went back to the workplace, sat in front of the laptop, and checked the latest news in this regard. By half-afternoon, the police finally announced a heavyweight reward.

Los Angeles police are offering a reward of $100,000 for valuable clues in last night's case!

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