The Wolf of Los Angeles

The villa was brightly lit, and the two men quickly put on their clothes under the LAPD's precepts.

On the other hand, the policemen controlled four gorgeous women.

All LAPDs, including Julian, wear the latest equipment law enforcement recorder throughout the whole process.

The oldest of the four women saw Julian approaching, turned to look at her room and blinked.

Julian and others immediately launched a search on the villa.

Cash, leaves and game supplies, find a lot of them.

The law enforcement recorders were all taken.

Then, Julian found an account book in the madam Serena's room.

There are many customer names and transaction methods written on it, while several major customers set up single page records, and each has transaction records below.

The first one is written with the name of Irving Nester, followed by contact information, work or address.

And his total transaction amount exceeded 20,000 US dollars!

After successfully getting what he wanted, Julian waited until the search was completed, and then at the order, LAPD escorted a group of suspects back to the police station.

The interrogation immediately began, and the women who were engaged in the transaction, especially the madam, talked a lot.

At two o'clock in the morning, Julian gained a lot.

The suspects were detained separately and the group held a meeting.

Julian took out the account book: "This case involves a large number of people. Our principle is to focus on the big and let go of the small, and focus on the large customers recorded in the account book."

He glanced at the time: "Go to go to work tomorrow to go through the compulsory summons and summon a group of suspects."

The subordinates responded, "Yes."

Julian waved his hand and said, "Go and rest."

Others left one after another.

Julian took out a cell phone, took some photos of the account book, then wiped off the fingerprints on the cell phone, and put them into a bag of evidence.

Then, he went out in person to buy midnight snacks for a bunch of guys.

When I came back, the evidence bag containing my mobile phone was wrapped in garbage and threw it into the trash can on the side of the road.

A homeless man passed by nearby, searched for the trash can, got these things, and disappeared into the night.

...

Kovinna, early in the morning.

Because of the sewer opening, Hawke spent some energy and temporarily slept in the office lounge.

Suddenly, he was awakened by the sound of footsteps and immediately took out his gun.

The door knocked from outside and Brian's voice came, "It's me, there's something wrong."

"Come in." Hawke put away his gun.

Brian pushed open the door and happened to see Hawke put his pistol on the bedside table and said, "Man, you must control it well, don't beat me like an enemy."

Hawke said deliberately, "Don't worry, at most I will beat you up."

Brian talked about the serious matter: "Julian has done it, and he has all the evidence and physical evidence. Irving Nester will be summoned tomorrow morning according to law."

"Very good!" Hawke picked up his cell phone and called out: "Tomorrow morning, I'll send someone to Kovina and stare at Irving. There will be big news, and I'll give it to Twitter after the filming."

Campos on the other side answered, "I understand."

Hawke hung up the phone and said to Brian: "Look for a few people and wait for LAPD to take Irving away and spread rumors."

Brian smiled grimly: "The person is ready, I promise to make his reputation worse than mine!"

Isn't it just a bad thing?

With Hawk as a bastard, Brian believes that his moral standards will definitely be much higher than Irving.

He asked again, "Where is the school?"

"We are looking for the right candidate, the LA actor base is large enough to find it, and we need to do it in real life," Hawke said.

Every thing he planned would happen: "A Mexican father and son moved to Cowenna to rent a house, and his son transferred to Eastern Middle School. The transfer student and the minority status were often bullying on campus. Target…"

Brian asked, “Why choose an actor?”

"Think about the current situation in Hollywood, the people or things they experience are more complicated than their peers," Hawke explained simply: "They are also more good at performing."

Brian said, "Leave the transfer procedures to me and I will go and handle them."

"You find two more people to go to Eastern Middle School, I need a bystander and a photographer," Hawke said.

Brian nodded, “No problem.”

The next morning, the hospital had not yet conducted rounds. Brian's law firm sent an experienced lawyer to Michael's ward with his assistant and signed an agency agreement with him to discuss the accident and injuries. Seek compensation.

Subsequently, a reporter from Fox Channel 11 interviewed Michael.

Michael faced the camera and said, "I was driving normally on a motorcycle. When I arrived at the three-way intersection near Cowenna, the light suddenly reflected in front, which made me unable to see the road clearly. The car rushed to the shoulder stone and I bumped into that one again. On a hard reflective object, the arm fractured."

All the mistakes are the fault of the citrus sculpture.

The reporter interviewed Michael's attorney again.

The lawyer said very seriously: "We have already grasped the specific information about the sculpture builder and will make compensation claims against him according to law."

Arnold, who came to the hospital to look for Michael last night, did not show up at this time.

Because he has no time and energy.

Kovina City Hall, just started work in the morning, and two vehicles affiliated with LAPD were parked in front of the main entrance.

After showing the badges, the six police officers led by Julian entered the city hall and found Mayor Irving Nester.

Irving had heard their self-introduction and was quite surprised: "You are from the Western Conference? I am not under your jurisdiction."

Julian showed the mandatory summons: "Mr. Mayor, we ask you to go to the Western Bureau for inquiries according to law. You are involved in a criminal case, so please cooperate." The office door was pushed open with a bang, and Fowler took him with him. A few old brothers broke in.

Six police officers, including Julian, placed their hands on guns at their waists.

Owen shouted, "Who asked you to come in? Go out! Now!"

Fowler wanted to speak, and Arnold hurried in from outside, pulled him out, and whispered, "What do you want to do? Do you want to kill your brother?"

These people slowly retreated.

Julian looked serious: "Mr. Mayor, this is a legally compulsory summons. If you refuse to cooperate, we can only do it according to the regulations."

Owen stood up from behind the desk, tidied up his clothes, and said, "Lead the way."

Two police officers came behind him, Julian led the way, while others surrounded Irving and left the office together.

Irving saw Arnold and said, "Notify the lawyer."

Arnold nodded, took out his cell phone and started calling.

The group left the city hall and suddenly a flash light came on, and there were obviously a reporter taking pictures.

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

Owen turned his head and found a female reporter holding a camera.

On the other side, there is a male reporter holding a camera.

At the entrance of the city hall, more than a dozen citizens watching the fun were gathered because of the police car parked.

Kovina is a small place, something that can alarm people in half of the town.

These citizens found Mayor Irving was escorted from the city hall by five fully armed LAPD officers.

"What happened?" someone asked curiously.

The person next to him didn't understand the inside story: "It seems like he was arrested."

Five police officers faintly surrounded Irving, and the situation was not right at first glance.

When Owen was invited into the police car, there were more than 30 people watching the fun around him.

Police cars drove away one after another.

The reporter drove after him and continued to take photos at the Western Conference.

Someone suddenly said in the crowd, "My cousin works in Parker Center. I just asked him about it. It seems that Mayor Irving was taken away for prostitution."

Another person also said, "Yes, it's related to prostitutes. My aunt was at the 911 police center and came back from get off work last night and discussed this with us."

Such gossip spreads amazingly fast, not to mention that Irving was indeed taken away by LAPD.

At first, people around were still discussing the topic of Mayor Irving and the prostitutes.

By the time it reached the outside of the crowd, it had become Mayor Irving's strong prostitute.

After these people left, the new message of the birth of Kovina, Mayor Irving strengthened more than a dozen chicks.

Before noon, the story that Irving and the **** had to tell appeared.

...

Ocean Park Avenue, Twitter.

In the editing room, Sasha himself took the initiative to edit all the photos of Irving being held in a police car by LAPD, the video of LAPD operation last night and the photo resume of the madam Serena, as well as the photos of the part about Irving in the account notes, etc. It became a piece of news, registered with an account with a virtual identity, and sent a tweet.

Then it was posted.

Sasha picked up the phone and called Caroline: "Send it out."

In the office of the operation department, Ms. Me opened the backend and found the corresponding news, operating with higher authority to ensure that the news can appear in front of the person who should appear as soon as possible.

After doing this, she also picked up the phone and called out.

When the connection was connected there, Miss Mee changed into a pink outfit, she smiled like a little ewe: "Boss, I've sent it out."

Hawke said, "I get it, keep following up."

...

Located in the office of a citrus and related processed products sales company in Kovina.

While the lunch break was taking advantage of the clerks' work temporarily and surf the Internet.

Colt logged on his Twitter and suddenly found a red news in the news column. The title of Mayor Irving's long-term prostitution immediately attracted his attention.

He clicked on the title and browsed the page.

From the initial police crackdown on prostitution groups, to the search for evidence, to the accounts of Mayor Irving’s records, plus everything that happened in front of Kovina City Hall today, all these prove that the city of Irving, with a happy family, has a city of happy families Longer, more fun than his competitors.

Colter immediately retweeted the news.

He told his colleagues around him: "There is big news in Kovina, look at it on Twitter."

"I'm watching." The colleague on the left was eating melons with relish.

The person on the right asked, "What big news?"

"About Mayor Irving," Colter said.

The man opened Twitter and asked, "Aren't this man taken away by LAPD?"

"Someone exposed a series of evidence on Twitter," Cort said.

Within five minutes, almost everyone in the office here who sat in front of the computer was excited to eat Irving Nester's melon.

The citizens of Kovina, almost no one talked about other topics today, and everyone was discussing Irving Nester.

This incident is much more exciting than the rumors that Brian Ferguson has only one fee document.

Brian is not married, a bachelor.

Irving Nester was taken away by LAPD and a series of "real" evidence was revealed, and he also had a happy family.

For Hawk, it would be much easier to make Irving Nester smelly than to reverse the reputation of Brian, an AIDS-phobic patient. (End of this chapter)