American Fortune Life

Los Angeles Hollywood Beverly Hills.

A luxurious villa that was supposed to be silent in the night was brightly lit. Outside the courtyard of the villa were several police cars with flashing red and blue lights. Several policemen were looking around.

In the villa, Sergeant Lawrence hung up the phone in his hand, glanced at the few books placed under the pillar lamp beside the sofa in the living room, and frowned slightly.

"Boss, I think you should come and take a look..."

Lawrence turned to look at the stairs, and the man with a tangled face was standing next to a huge bust art photo of Charlize Theron and said to him, he also felt a little irritable for no reason, and walked upstairs quickly with a frown , and followed his men to the cloakroom in the bedroom.

Entering the door gives people a neat and tidy feeling. The cabinet lights on the wardrobe and purple curtains enrich the style of the cloakroom. The European-style grand wardrobe makes people feel like they are in the palace. All kinds of high-end fashion and shoes and bags filled the entire space, but some jewelry drawers were pulled out, and a square glass cabinet in the middle was even more messy on the table.

Following his hands to a drawer, Lawrence's pupils shrank suddenly as he looked at the two watches placed inside, as if he saw something unclean.

"Boss, why do those people turn a blind eye to these two obviously priceless watches?"

Lawrence looked back at his subordinates coldly, and said: "Because they are so valuable, the merchants who make and sell them will have detailed records. Even if the thieves take them away, it is not easy to sell them, but they may be traced. Humans are also smart people, but, hehe, I'm afraid they discovered something unusual this time, I don't know if it's luck or misfortune..."

"Boss, do you think we are..."

"Just do your own thing well. I believe someone will come over soon, kid. Remember, this is Hollywood. We are just the police, not reporters. Keep your mouth shut."

Lawrence patted the shoulders of his subordinates, looked at the uniform men's suits without any variegated colors hanging in an open wardrobe, walked out of the cloakroom quickly, and frowned more and more as he walked.

This is already the fiftieth burglary case in Hollywood and nearby areas such as Beverly Hills. The police departments in Los Angeles and Hollywood are already in a state of distress. Questioned by the public and the media, they are working overtime to find clues to solve the case. Unexpectedly, there was another theft of the mansion of the Oscar-winning actress.

Lawrence knew very well that this should be done by the same criminal group, and the previous forty-nine stolen property was worth about seven million dollars,

But this theft case made him feel a little restless in his heart.

squeak--

bang, bang, bang—

As soon as Lawrence walked out of the villa, he heard the sound of brakes and the slamming of the car door outside the villa. He breathed a sigh of relief, pulled off his wrinkled suit, and greeted the group who walked in from the outside, although they seemed a little hasty. Looks, but one by one, the guys in suits and leather shoes, arrogant, almost looking at people with their nostrils, walked away.

"Are you the person in charge here? I am Ms. Theron's personal lawyer, Steve, and I am entrusted by Ms. Theron..."

The head of the middle-aged Caucasian lawyer, whose hair was still a little wet but still combed meticulously, stood straight and tall and called Steve, made the opening remarks of their lawyers. In explaining that if the police present revealed something irrelevant to the case, they would face lawsuits from the legal team composed of more than a dozen lawyers in front of them.

Lawrence felt disgusted. This group of damned annoying lawyers were really bastards, but he was also more sure of his inner thoughts. How many secrets in this Vanity Fair cannot be touched.

However, Lawrence would not give up just because of a few words from a lawyer, and said with a mocking sneer on his face, "Should we sign a non-disclosure agreement for you?"

"If possible, it would be best, Jerry, give every police officer a non-disclosure agreement!" Steve seemed not to see the sneer of the sergeant in front of him, but turned around and ordered solemnly.

"Hehe, Mr. Lawyer, are you kidding me?" Sergeant Lawrence's sneer disappeared, and he took a step forward, staring at Lawyer Steve coldly.

"Sheriff Lawrence, right? I don't have time to joke with you here. Believe me, it's not funny at all. Besides, you will sign..." Steve looked at the other party with the same serious expression, and shouted directly The other party's name seemed to confirm his words, and it was the phone in Lawrence's pocket that rang.

"You can answer the phone first..."

Lawrence Senhan's expression was slightly stiffened by the other party's reminder, and his heart suddenly jumped. He looked at the other party with deep eyes, turned around and picked up the phone, and when he heard the voice on the phone, he also sighed in his heart, Nima, This is a encounter with a prehistoric monster, even the director explained to him in a helpless tone, then hung up, turned around and walked back, seeing the serious expression on the lawyer Steve's face, he didn't take the slightest bit off. Satisfied with Shangfeng, he just stared at him coldly, waiting for his decision.

Lawrence looked back at the man standing next to him with an aggrieved face, reached out to take the non-disclosure agreement in the hands of the young face who had been holding a document, and said coldly: "Let's take a look at the contents and precautions, and make sure if there is any question, and sign your name, this is an order!"

At this moment, a few more cars parked outside the villa, and everyone turned their heads to look at the passers-by. Lawrence's pupils shrank again, murderous! Four strong men with numb eyes and cold expressions walked in. After looking around for a week, they walked up to the lawyer Steve, and after the two whispered a few words, Lawrence had been observing the coming people, no matter how they stood or how they looked. With numb eyes, he could tell the military aura on these people, and they were not ordinary soldiers.

What made him curious was that these four people did not enter the villa, but after talking to Steve, they went around the villa and went straight to the back of the house. After about ten minutes, the four people Carrying a black box and completely ignoring everyone, he left the villa.

"You can't take away..."

"They can! As Ms. Theron's plenipotentiary, I can exercise all the powers of the client. Sorry, Sheriff, believe me, I don't want to embarrass you, and you don't embarrass us."

Lawrence looked at the seriousness on Lawyer Steve's face, and the veins on his forehead twitched. Thinking of the director's call, he smiled wryly, and asked in a low voice, "There's no need to make it so big!"

Steve acted as if he didn't hear it, and watched his subordinates put away all the confidentiality agreements, and said in a calm tone: "Thank you for your cooperation, the police officers. The media may be rushed over after a while. I hope that the police officers can keep their promises. This is just the same theft as the previous forty-nine cases. We will confirm the loss with Ms. Theron and then notify the police. I hope you can solve the case as soon as possible and recover my client's lost property. Thank you, everyone. "

Watching a group of people walk into the villa, a policeman came to Lawrence with some displeasure, "Boss, they are going too far..."

"We didn't know anything at all! What we saw in the villa was the owner's privacy. After all, he is an Oscar queen, and his popularity is worldwide. Fifty thefts happened in a few days. It was our negligence. Don't Think about other things, let the brothers who have been in the villa control their mouths, this time..." Lawrence's voice became softer as he spoke, and finally he just said to himself in his heart: "I really want to make a big deal. Trouble!"

HSD.

"Don't worry, listen to me, honey, don't worry, I will take care of it, just a few group photos in a digital camera can't explain anything, don't you bring your diary with you, then it's fine, don't worry , I will take care of it, don't get excited... my people have already rushed over to deal with it, don't worry, really, everything is up to me..."

While comforting Charlize Theron who was a little flustered on the phone in a low voice, Andy listened to the voice of the Beverly Hills mansion scene from another mobile phone, "Didi..." The sound of the text message made Andy Hang up the phone at the mansion site, pick it up and read the text message, "Boss, we have already set off and will arrive in Los Angeles in two hours!"