The Wolf of Los Angeles

Chapter 134 Patients with advanced AIDS

At the police station, Hawke finished the transcript and came out of the inquiry room.

A female policewoman was waiting at the door, quietly pointed to the left, and said, "Fifth room, the sheriff's office, she is waiting for you."

Hawke quickly walked over, knocked on the door, heard Erica's voice, and pushed the door in.

Erica said, “Sit as you like.”

Hawke sat on the single sofa: "That guy isn't dead, right?"

"No, just a little injury." Erica said simply: "That guy's nose bridge was broken, his teeth fell a lot, and he was temporarily sent to the hospital."

"You have a contract with your employer, and there is no problem protecting the legal rights and interests of the employer," she said.

"I called Brian and he'll act as my attorney," Hawke said.

Erica nodded and said, "Your client doesn't have to worry about Bro Derek anymore. He fired the gun with the intention of murder, and with the previous domestic violence, we have every reason to refuse bail."

The police detective had figured out the situation, and she said, "What this strange couple did almost implicate you."

Hawke said: "I took the money and I had to solve the problem for the customer. I happened to encounter it and I couldn't watch the customer get shot."

Erica came over, stood behind Hawke, leaned down and hugged his head: "Nothing is more important than personal safety."

Hawke leaned back slightly, his head sinking into a softness: "It was just an accident."

Erica hugged her tighter and deliberately pulled her: "I will make that **** look good."

Hawke also pulled: "I mainly listened to you in this matter today and did what you said."

"What?" Erica asked just right.

Hawke said in detail: "The opponent's gun is inseparable. Never relax your vigilance. Once you have the means of legal attack and make a move, don't pause when attacking."

Erica thought: "Clear the rhythm of the magazine."

She simply said: "When LAPD faces threats, it will be less troublesome. If you choose to shoot intermittently, it will be annoying to determine whether the other party loses the threat in the subsequent investigation."

The knock on the door sounded at this moment.

Erica retreated, tidied her shirt a little, and said, "Please come in."

A female policewoman opened the door and came in: "Deputy Team Leader, it's time to have a meeting."

"I get it." Erica picked up her coat and said, "Let's go."

Hawke stood up and walked out, and when the policewoman went out, he whispered, "Go to Silver Lake tonight?"

Erica turned her head and looked at him, "Okay."

Arriving alone at the vestibule, Hawke met Sarah Parker and Stephen Parker, father and daughter.

Several witnesses from the Hilton Hotel had already left after completing the transcript.

Stephen glanced at Hawk, with a sincere face, and said, "Thank you, Sarah would be shot by that **** without you taking action in time."

Hawke looked very ethical: "It's right to do things with money."

Stephen said: "I have found friends in the media industry to fully expose Bro Derek's evil deeds. This **** actually wants to shoot his wife and must pay the price!"

Sarah said: "Carolyn has already contacted the media. I will hold a press conference with the Sisters Parade in the afternoon."

"It's good." Hawke nodded slightly: "Let the whole society see what Bro Derek did. Sarah is his wife. He actually abused domestically and shot him..."

Maybe Sarah has used the substitution method for a long time, and it seems that she has taken it as real: "He beat me up all over the body and was bruised, but he also wanted my life. It's so cruel!"

At this moment, she thought of her father's benefits and grabbed Stephen's arm: "Dad...Dad, you want to help me, you are the only relative."

Stephen opened his arms, hugged his daughter tightly, and said, "In the Jewish circle, I still have some face. I don't say how much it can help you, at least I won't let the media and public opinion speak for that bastard."

Hawke was moved by this deep love between father and daughter and said, "You father and daughter can't solve the problem?"

Stephen reached over and patted Hawke on the shoulder: "You're pretty good."

After the matter was handled here, Stephen accompanied Sarah out of the police station. Too many reporters gathered at the door to want to interview Sarah.

Caroline, who was waiting outside, came over and told these reporters: "In the afternoon at the Hilton Hotel, there will be a press conference on this matter. Sarah was frightened. Please let her leave first."

Hawke followed several agents, came out of the main entrance, found the Audi driven by Edward, and got into the car.

Edward asked, "Boss?"

"Go to Century City." Hawke took out his cell phone and called Campos: "Your people will be rewarded with enough bonus."

Campos replied, "I won't have any problems here."

Hawke called Caroline again: "Eat together for lunch."

"Are you so kind?" Caroline said she didn't believe it: "Are you calculating me again?"

Hawke said, "Do you want commission?"

Caroline's voice immediately changed: "I'll treat you to lunch and give me a chance to treat you, okay?"

"Yes." Hawke was really embarrassed to refuse: "Go to Casaro Restaurant."

The two sides made an appointment and Edward drove to Century City.

When she arrived at the entrance of Casaro's restaurant, Caroline was already waiting here. Hawke and Edward got out of the car. She came over to greet Hawke, then stared at Edward with her wide eyes, constantly turning her head slightly.

Edward was not stupid, and Miss Me obviously didn't welcome him, and said, "I have something to deal with, so I'll leave first."

Hawke pretended not to see it and went into the restaurant.

Caroline hurriedly followed in.

The two found a quiet booth, ordered some meals, and talked while eating.

Hawke said directly: "I will have someone transfer it to you for the first $120,000 commission."

Caroline smiled brighter than the flower: "I performed well, right?"

Hawke deliberately guided: "It's great, it can help Sarah get almost all the husband and wife's property."

"Well, yes!" Caroline nodded quickly and asked, "We are about to help Sarah get all the property. Should she give her another reward?"

Hawke said angrily: "You can go and ask for it."

Caroline waved her hand in a grand manner: "Forget it, forget it, we have already got a few large sums of money from Sarah."

She calculated, “I can get another $160,000 in crisis PR, $800,000 in Golden Globe Awards.”

Speaking of this, Miss Me is almost smiling.

"We work together, money is not a problem," Hawke said.

Caroline agrees: "In the past few months, my quality of life has improved significantly."

"Not to mention the money first, I still have to work harder next." Hawke emphasized: "You are still responsible for communicating with the media. The focus of this report is on the conflict between Sarah and Bro. Bro is on the street. Shooting pregnant woman Sarah, which will arouse widespread sympathy.”

Caroline asked, "Don't you want to be famous? Did you save Sarah?"

Hawke shook his head: "No, people like us are not suitable to be celebrities."

"Yes!" Caroline agreed deeply: "Hollywood stars are all perverts, and Bro and Sarah are just representatives of them."

Hawke said again: "If anyone asks about it at the press conference, you can mention the name of the West Coast Studio."

"I get it," Caroline said.

After lunch, Hawke called the accountant and the commission of $120,000 was transferred to Caroline's account.

When Caroline received a call from the bank, she smiled so hard that her eyes narrowed.

There is also a press conference in the afternoon.

The incident was clear and clear. Although Hawke deliberately chose a place that could not be photographed by surveillance and the reporters were basically exposed at that time, there were still enough witnesses.

Bro can't turn over.

Hawke met Brian who came here specially.

"Very good, all the problems have been solved." Brian has read the latest report online: "This divorce lawsuit has been reduced by at least ten times."

Hawke said: "We were still worried about how to send Bro to prison yesterday, but he didn't expect him to be straightforward."

Brian was in a good mood: "I'll treat you tonight and go to the show together?"

He said intently: "As great as the videotapes of Sarah and Bro."

Hawke deliberately looked him up and down and said, "I didn't expect you to be a pervert!"

Brian doesn't care: "It's just watching others perform, and sometimes you can meet Hollywood stars."

"I'll have an appointment with Erica tonight." Hawke was full of moral integrity and was not interested in it: "You'd better go by yourself."

Brian shook his head: "You have to adapt to our circle as soon as possible. In addition to your formal girlfriend or fiancée, you should also develop more peripheral businesses." Hawke is a bastard: "Man, you won't finish the show, you will also bring people." Let's go? Forgot? AIDS! "

Brian, who was originally excited, suddenly withered, and his phobia attack instantly broke out, and his mind to go out to play was gone.

He was so angry that he turned around and almost pointed at Hawk's nose: "You did it on purpose, right? You did it on purpose!"

Hawke said earnestly: "Brother, I'm doing this for your own good. Think about it, AIDS, there is no cure."

Brian sat on the chair, looking depressed and desperate: "Do you be such a bastard, Erica know?"

Hawke said, "You said Erica and I are two major disaster stars."

This sentence made Brian find a counterattack point: "I wish you will meet twenty gun-carrying bandits next time you go out for a trip."

After the news meeting, Brian found Sarah and discussed the next divorce.

Sarah's goal is very clear, she takes away all her property and sends Bro to prison for more than five years.

"As for the current situation, it doesn't seem difficult." Hawke looked at Stephen Parker: "There are forces behind Bro.

"I'm not familiar with Ackerman Pictures, but my friends know several of their executives. This is a private matter between Sarah and Bro, and I asked a few friends to convey it."

No mistakes, one song, one content, one in 6, one book, one bar, one reading!

"In this way, we have a great chance of winning."

Sarah wants more than that: "Over the Golden Globes?"

"I'll be responsible for following up," Hawke said.

After leaving the Hilton Hotel, Brian carried his bag and walked with Hawke all the way.

Hawke asked, "Where will go next?"

Brian replied angrily: "Go home to sleep, you bastard, don't ask about AIDS in front of me again."

"Okay, don't mention it." Hawke said seriously: "I just read a medical magazine these days, which contains statistics on infectious diseases in California in the last quarter."

He said that he would not mention AIDS: "Syphilis ranks among the top three infectious people."

Brian turned around and left, came to the front of the car and opened the door, and said, "I don't know you."

Hawke said, “Man, I’ll order that medical magazine for you and send it to your house every month.”

Amid the roar of the engine, Brian ran away.

Hawke returned to East Hollywood, and instead of going to Fountain Street, he entered from the doorway on the other side of Ranch Park, walked through the park to the parking lot, knocking on Frank's RV.

The latter showed his head and asked, "What are you doing sneakily? Want to steal my stuff?"

Hawke first gave the **** as a greeting and said, "Is there any abnormal movement in the studio?"

"Are you doing bad things again?" Frank shook his head, "Every time I finish doing bad things, I will ask me to wipe your butt. You can't."

Hawke got into the car, took the telescope, and looked at the studio.

"Everything is normal," Frank said.

Hawke put down his telescope: "You can pay attention to it these days. I'm busy with work and may not come back. Don't go in. The security inside is on. If there are strangers who break into it, remember to notify me."

"I got it." Frank was very straightforward: "Take me to the supermarket to shop on the weekend, Salma is coming in the afternoon, and I'm going to make a barbecue meal for her."

Hawke responded and said, "I can't figure out how Salma Hayek fell in love with you? I don't want to take a shower? I don't want to have a body odor? Or Is your dry grass?"

Frank stood with his head held high: "Because I can help her avoid the wrong path for three years."

Hawke's phone rang and he got out of the car and picked it up.

Erica called: "I just called the District Attorney's Office and you have been recognized as stopping serious violent crimes, so there is no need to worry about the legal level."

"Dear, thank you." Hawke knew very well that Erica must have played a role in it.

"If you want to thank me, don't stop talking." Erica said openly, "You can do it well tonight."

Hawke was also not vague: "When will you get off work, I will go to the villa to wait for you."

Erica said, "I can rush over at 6:30 at the latest."

Hawke looked at his watch, greeted Frank, walked through the ranch park, came to the parking place, and drove to the nearby supermarket.

Erica is tall and has long legs, and she has exercises all year round. She has good physical strength and strong legs. He must replenish her energy.

After buying some food, Hawke drove to Silver Lake community and went straight into Erica's villa.

There are all kitchen utensils here, so he made a simple dinner.

Erica came in from outside when the plate was served to the restaurant.

When Hawke met Erica in the morning, she was still wearing casual clothes.

Now, she is wearing a well-fitting police uniform and even has an armed belt around her waist.

Hawke put down the plate, leaned against the dining table, and looked carefully from head to toe.

Erica started again: "When I was a patrolman, I found that you often peeked at me. How about this outfit? Are you handsome?"

"It's so beautiful." Hawk strode towards her.

This uniform has a critical damage bonus of 500%.

Erica asked, “Have you peeked at me before?”

Hawke didn't expect the trap to be pulled here and said, "You are so beautiful. If I don't peek, I would be too disrespectful to you."

Erica stuck her armed belt with both hands and sent an invitation: "Come and respect me..."

Before she could finish her words, Hawk had already pulled over. The heroic female LAPD fell into the hands of a criminal who was hiding a gun.

The two of them go to the Atel Mountain shooting range for training every week. Hawke is a master of gun use, and Erica has great experience in playing guns.

But the natural disadvantage of women made Erica quickly fall into a disadvantage.

After the first game, Erica's uniform turned into a beggar's outfit with holes everywhere.

The two of them took a shower and changed their clothes and came back for dinner.

Hawke asked, "Christmas is coming soon, are you on vacation?"

"It's holiday, but I can't go out." Erica said as she took the order: "The family wants to have a dinner together on Christmas."

She brought her bag over, took out an invitation letter, and handed it to Hawke: "Give me a medal at Parker Center next week, are you here?"

The invitation letter was handed to his hands, and Hawke nodded and said, "Of course."

He asked curiously: "You have been promoted to sheriff's rank, what kind of award is the award?"

Erica said: "The Medal of Brave is specially awarded to me as brave and fearless police officers like me."

Although it was somewhat a bit of a boastful suspicion that Hawk fought side by side with Erica several times, Erica deserves the description of Heroic.

He is extremely decisive when taking action and never delays his work.

The two of them were having a chat.

Hawke asked casually: "Has the serial murder case you have solved?"

"No, this case is quite complicated." Erica said briefly: "In recent months, several girls who have been tortured have been found. We have investigated for a while and there may be missing people behind it."

Hawke's heart moved: "Actor or model or something?"

Erica shook her head: "From all walks of life, all from other places, no one called the police to disappear during her lifetime, some people could not even prove their identity. The only one who proves their identity, we sent a notice of investigation to her parents, and her parents had already divorced and formed a new one. The family didn't care about her at all, and refused to pay us a fee to ask them to come to Los Angeles."

Hawke was considering whether to talk about Campos's discovery.

Erica said again: "Someone above suppressed the case. Let's hang up the case first and don't waste resources on outsiders."

Hearing this, Hawke didn't say it for the time being and asked, "Did the Detective Department give up?"

Erica spread her hands: "We are not gods. It is impossible to solve the case without personnel and financial investment."

There were some things that she couldn't tell Hawkming, so she could only say vaguely: "Maybe it will start one day, which involves a higher level of struggle."

After dinner, the two went for a walk in the yard. After almost the rest, they returned to the house.

Erica assists Hawke in gun training.

In the dark night, many people in Los Angeles are ready to move.

Stephen Parker left his temporary residence in Los Angeles and came to the old town, entered a bar called Echo, and found his old friend Stran.

After a brief greeting, he took out Bro's photo and handed it to Stran: "This is the goal."

Strand next asked, "I know he is too risky to get involved in LAPD."

Stephen said, "No need to kill it, I want you to find someone to insult him."

(End of this chapter)