The Wolf of Los Angeles

The next morning, the Los Angeles Times, which was released on the same day, published news about Brian.

Although as one of the three major newspapers in North America, it did not speculate like the tabloids, and just said that Kovina's mayor candidate went to test for AIDS, it will naturally leave this guy with special inappropriateness in the eyes of the corresponding people. Impression.

On the legal level, this is nothing, and there is no regulation that stipulates that AIDS patients cannot participate in the election.

Besides, Brian was not infected.

Invisible discrimination is everywhere.

Brian also made a clarification, and the effect can only be said to be average.

In the office, Edward came in with a bunch of gossip newspapers and placed them in front of Hawke and Brian.

Hawke picked up a huge circulation of The National Inquiry and saw a photo of Brian on the headlines of the second page.

He shook his head and exclaimed, "Man, you really know how to enjoy it, bring three models one by one."

The background of the photo is a private beach, with four people on it, the man is Brian, and the other three women are models based on their figures.

The four of them were lying on the beach, Brian pressed on a model's buttocks, holding the most prominent point of the model on both sides with his left and right hands, a standard pervert.

Edward was resentful: "You don't call me the boss if you play a model. You're so unfaithful."

Brian's face turned dark as if it could rain, and said, "When I was playing here, I didn't know Hawk!"

Hawke said, "Your old accounts will be dug out."

"It must be those bastards. Their team is obviously here to mess things up." Brian made up his mind: "We must act as soon as possible."

Hawke said directly: "In practice, people who need yours do it."

Brian knew very well that this was something that was related to his future and said, "No problem."

He turned to ask, "Have the Grants found?"

Even if you know the names and appearances of the four people, it is not easy to find people from the huge Los Angeles.

"Not yet." Hawke had corresponding countermeasures: "This team is here to stop you and assist Irving Nester in the campaign. We must contact Irving. If we follow Irving, we will always gain."

Brian quickly took out his cell phone and called another assistant, Becken.

The latter contacted the Ferguson family-controlled security company.

Edward looked at Hawke and volunteered: "Boss?"

This guy has excellent driving skills and strong driving tracking ability. Hawke nodded slightly at him.

Edward immediately left the office, went to get the keys of a regular car, drove off Twitter, and headed straight for Covenna.

Halfway through, he called Campos.

Getting off the highway, Edward drove into Covenna and found an artificial citrus sign that was more than two meters high was erected at the main entrance of the town.

Kovinna is famous for its abundant production of citrus and processing of citrus.

He had heard Brian say before that the huge fake citrus at this intersection was an image project specially created by Irving Nester for the sake of election.

Edward drove to the neighborhood of the town hall and met Campos.

The two looked at each other from a distance without saying hello.

In the city hall, Owen, who is in his forties, has a fat body, a big belly, and a slightly bald head, but is very majestic.

He signed a document and greeted the driver: "Go to school."

The two went out and got into a Lexus and headed to the Eastern High School in Covenna.

Edward and Campos had a very tacit understanding and followed them crossfully.

But unlike what I expected, Lexus stopped at the entrance of a middle school.

Irving looked ugly and entered the school gate alone.

Edward and Campos did not dare to get too close, so they parked the car far away in two directions, picked up the telescope to observe this side.

Not long after, Owen led a big, brown-haired boy out of school and got into the car together.

The car started and left the school gate.

A Mexican mother and son came out of the school gate.

The boy stood at the door, looking at Lexus away, resentful.

Campos saw the situation here and called Edward: "You go and Irving, I'll see what happened to this mother and son."

Edward drove far to keep up with Lexus.

Here, when the Mexican mother and son got on an old Ford, Campos drove to follow him.

More than ten minutes later, Ford stopped in front of the small restaurant, and the mother and son got out of the car and entered the restaurant.

After waiting for a while, Campos also entered the restaurant.

Mexican woman standing behind the counter and the boy put on waiter's clothes.

Seeing the person coming in with a Mexican face, the woman greeted warmly: "Hello, is there anything you can help you?"

Campos looked at the menu: "A pancake, a Mexican barbecue and fries, and a cup of Coke."

The woman smiled and said, "Please wait."

She handed the menu to the kitchen, and when Campos paid, he quietly looked in. The chef in the kitchen was an elderly couple.

This is obviously a small family-style restaurant.

Campos found a seat to sit down.

Not long after, the boy came over with a plate and put down all kinds of meals.

Campos gave him two dollars tips and asked casually, "I'm so young and come out to work, don't study?"

"Thank you." The boy was very polite, took the tip, and said, "It's something happened today, I came back early." Campos glanced at the wound on his face: "Have you had a conflict with your classmates?"

The boy did not respond, his expression was filled with anger.

"It doesn't matter. When I was a child, I was often bullied by white bullies in the school." What Campos said is common in middle schools: "There are many bullies on campus. If you encounter them, you have to resist and fight back."

Also of Mexican, the boy whispered, "I can't beat him."

Campos said: "Do you still have Mexicans among your classmates? Find ways to unite them and fight back together. If you don't fight back on campus bullying, you will only be bullied even more fiercely."

The woman on the other side of the counter shouted, "Rod, the kitchen needs your help."

"Thank you for the tip." The boy turned around and returned to the kitchen.

After eating the meal, Campos left the restaurant, got in the car and took out his notebook, and wrote down the name of the restaurant and Rhodes.

He has always adhered to Hawk's teachings, watching more, listening more, and remembering more.

These may be used.

It was dark and Campos spoke on the phone with Edward, but he found nothing today.

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

The two changed shifts with Carlos and Garcia and returned to West Los Angeles.

Three days later, Edward finally made a discovery.

Irving Nester drove alone to the Los Angeles Financial District and entered a club.

Edward waited for a few minutes and found a new Toyota Alpha, and four people came down.

He recognized the faces of these four people at a glance, which was extremely similar to those in Brian's information.

And there are three men and one woman.

Edward quickly called Campos and Hawke.

In the club, Grant and the four of them entered the reception room together and met Irving Nester.

The latter smiled and said, "The action against that **** Brian was very successful. He was full of negative news about him everywhere in the media. His clarification was basically useless. He didn't dare to show up in Kovina recently."

Grant was very cautious: "Don't be blindly optimistic first, Brian is easy to deal with, the man behind him is the real trouble."

"Yes, you mentioned it to me last time." Irving has lived in Kovina all his life, and his vision is not particularly broad, nor has he taken the guy Grant and the other four said to heart: "What's his name?"

Hailey said solemnly: "That man is Hawke Osmon, the founder and CEO of Twitter! Note that what he is best at is not doing business, but business consulting!"

Irving was surprised: "Like you?"

"We had an action against him and it failed," Grant said.

Irving finally took a little serious: "Why do we attack Brian so much? They have no other actions except for clarification from the formal channels."

"That's exactly what we're worried about," Augusto continued, "We're waiting for his next move."

"This guy likes to hide behind the scenes and frame people with conspiracy," Madison said.

Hearing what these four people said so seriously, Owen was a little worried: "When will you come to Kovinna?"

"Don't worry, let's take a look at what Hawk Osmon is going to do," Grant said.

"You guys do it as soon as possible, that **** Brian's campaign office will be set up soon," said Owen.

A business car drove into the club parking lot.

In the rear seat, Hawke and Brian each picked up a telescope and looked at the club through the window with special glass film.

Soon, the two discovered the Toyota Alpha that Edward mentioned.

After waiting for about half an hour, four people came out of the club and got into the car.

Hawke saw it very clearly and said, "That's right, it's the four of them."

Brian has seen the photos many times: "It's definitely them!"

Hawke picked up his phone and typed out: "Cross-track, don't be discovered."

Someone came out of the club again, and Brian reminded Hawk: "That bald head is Irving Nester."

Hawke read Irving's detailed information and recognized it at a glance: "It's not wrong."

To track, in addition to Campos and Edward, four cars were scattered at nearby intersections.

Hawke didn't wait long before the news came back.

Edward called: "Boss, I found their nest. Four people rented offices in the Aon Center Building in the Financial District. We were worried that we could alarm them and didn't dare to find out which floor they were on."

Hawke directly instructed: "You take turns to Campos and others, keep an eye on their people and cars."

"I understand." Edward hung up the phone.

Hawke buckled his phone and looked at Brian: "The person has been found, have you found the right person?"

Thinking of the fact that those **** kept taking off their underwear these days, Brian said with a grim smile: "The people and cars are ready, and there are also several sets of retreat plans after success or failure."

If it were somewhere else, the Ferguson family might not have such great energy.

But this is their base camp Los Angeles.

The plan was done well, but it was not up to the change. Edward, Campos and others watched for several consecutive days, but the four people rarely went out and had no suitable opportunity at all.

Brian was a little anxious because the media criticism put a lot of pressure on him.

It’s not that anyone can still be calm when watching the media expose their scandals every day.

He found Hawke and asked anxiously, "What should I do now?"

Hawke thought about it from the perspective of others, and said, "This time, they took the lead and we have not responded effectively. They may be waiting for our next move."

He pondered for a moment: "Isn't your campaign office going to be established? Make it bigger." (End of this chapter)