The Wolf of Los Angeles

Chapter 21 If you don’t decide, give sacrifices to the stars first

West Hollywood, Los Angeles Art Gallery.

A charity art auction just ended, and Melissa Ackerman, dressed up, left with a smile. She is Buddy Ackerman's favorite daughter and CEO of Ackerman Pictures.

Robert Downey Jr. chased after Melissa, followed in the footsteps, and asked softly: "The project "Ghost Man" has a character in it, which is very suitable..."

"That's a film project led by Sony and Warner. I'm just involved in platter investment." Melissa interrupted Donnie, stopped and looked at him sideways, and asked, "Are you really addicted to drug addiction?"

Donnie swears: "I swear!"

Melissa's eyes were cold: "If your drug addiction causes losses to the company, I will let you eat it all at once."

Donnie took a step back unconsciously and dared not say more.

Melissa turned around and left gracefully.

Donnie stayed for a few minutes before leaving the art gallery and got into his car. Thinking of Melissa's words and eyes, he kept feeling excited and quickly took out a plastic bag, which made him feel shocked.

He calmed down and drove to the Sunset Avenue Venomous Snake Bar, the nightlife had just begun.

On the other side, Melissa asked the driver to wait for a while, and Barack Bernan got into the Rolls-Royce Phantom.

The car starts and the soundproofing plate rises.

Melissa asked directly, "It's been so long, haven't the person been found yet?"

"The heavy snow that day covered too many traces." Barack still said the same thing as before: "The local police cannot continue to invest in a case. You also know the efficiency of their murder case detection. The case has been caught. ”

Melissa doesn't want to hear that.

Barack continued: "Our people expanded their investigation scope and found some traces in the northern small town of Hailan. The owner of a supermarket said he had seen similar people, but we did not find his car locally. He searched all hotels and hotels. , no trace of him was found, and the clue was broken near Hailan."

"Just that?" Melissa's tone was plain.

"I hired Pinkerton Detectives in the name of an overseas foundation to continue pursuing," Barack said.

Melissa reminded: "Don't let it go when you find someone, and get it under control."

Barack wanted to ask why, but he was smart and didn't speak.

Melissa also needs a blood bag just in case because her father thought of herself.

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East Hollywood, Fountain Street.

Second-hand Mondeo stopped in front of the door, Hawke walked towards the house with a photo bag on his back, holding a dinner in one hand and a newspaper in the other.

Next to the trash can, a fat old man was searching for bottles and cans. He saw a bunch of newspapers being held by Hawke and said, "Hey, man, I'll deal with the scrap newspaper for you."

Hawke discovered that it was the guy with his **** raised during the day. He wanted to give him a middle finger, but he couldn't hold it up with both hands.

"I'll stand it up for you!" Frank gave himself a middle finger, then stuffed it into his mouth, moved it back and forth a few times, licked two blackened lips, and said, "Are you comfortable? Can you give it to me?" ”

Hawke was amazed at his cheeky skin and said casually, "Not now, let's talk about it tomorrow."

"Okay!" Frank wiped the black on his mouth and walked towards the park parking lot across the road.

Hawke entered the door and took a look in front of the window.

The old man walked towards the RV, as if he was living in the RV.

Hawke had a meal first, searched for Downey's news online, recorded the location where it appeared, and then looked through the gossip entertainment newspaper. The part about Downey was found separately, and the location was recorded on the same piece of paper.

He counted the most frequently, and four place names appeared.

Brentwood, Tracy Gym, Viper Bar, Eric Oulang Boxing Gym.

Hawke just visited the first two today and has no gains yet.

Located on Sunset Avenue, behind-the-scenes owner Johnny Depp has carefully crafted it after buying it, and is now one of the favorite nightclubs for entertainment and sports stars.

At the last place, Hawke entered the names of Donnie and the boxing gym on Google, and a blog post appeared.

A man who claimed to be Eric's apprentice posted that Robert Downey Jr. wanted to learn Wing Chun by Eric Oulang.

Hawke carefully recalled the online news he had seen in his previous life, and Downey seemed to have really practiced Wing Chun.

In the relevant recommendation column on the blog post, there is also a question about Donny, with the title saying "Donny's Love History".

Hawke clicked and found a name in it: Sarah Parker!

This woman had a long history of love with Donny before marrying Bro Derek.

Hawke shook his head, but he didn't feel strange when he thought of this group of people in the entertainment industry.

Hollywood celebrities don’t care about men and women, and don’t have a dozen ex-boys and girlfriends, so they are embarrassed to go out.

Finishing tomorrow's target itinerary, Hawke ignites the paper that records the place name and burns it to ashes. The newspapers also returned to their posts, and he focused on reading four of the largest-selling entertainment gossip newspapers in the News of the World, the U.S. Weekly, the National Enquirer and Hollywood Life.

There are news hotlines and dedicated submission telephone numbers all above.

Hawke's cameras and cameras are not only prepared for Donny, but also for making money.

As we all know, once a scandal breaks out, first kill an entertainment star to divert his attention.

For Hawke, entertainment stars have a wide audience, a large influence, a lot of money and a small risk, and they are not in conflict with Donny.

He entered the contact information of four newspapers into his mobile phone address book.

The next morning, Hawke got up on time, went to the opposite park to run for a morning trip, and bought breakfast. When he came back, he found that the fat old man in the park was sitting on the side of the road, put on a hat and begging.

Occasionally, passers-by will put some money in.

Hawke went home for breakfast, carried a bag of equipment, took a thick stack of newspapers, went out to the side of the road, and placed the useless newspaper next to the old man.

Frank picked up the newspaper and said, "Thank you."

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

Hawke didn't want to say much, nodded and left.

Frank flipped the newspaper, looked at the bag on Hawke's back, and said, "Reporter? Free reporter? Or a newcomer?"

Hawke stopped and looked at the old man.

Frank showed off: "I moved here, I bought a bunch of entertainment gossip tabloids with my photography bag on my back. It's so easy to guess." He laughed: "Many people in Los Angeles do this business, and most of them are done."

Hawke thought for a while and asked deliberately, "Do you have any suggestions?"

Frank shook the newspaper, as if he was looking at the money exchanged: "I dug up big news and sold it to Channel 11. They were acquired by Fox News and can afford a big price."

Hawke recorded it and got in the car and left.

Not long after, Mondeo entered North Hollywood and parked in the street parking space on Victory Avenue.

Nearby, Eric Oulang Boxing Hall has a bilingual Chinese and English sign.

Hawke entered the boxing gym and someone came to receive it immediately.

When he learned that he wanted to learn Wing Chun, the man took him into the exhibition room to watch the photos of celebrities hanging on the wall one by one, and was selling courses inside and out.

In the exhibition room, Hawke saw photos of Bruce Lee and Ip Man, as well as a photo of Eric and his teacher Zhang Zhuoqing.

However, there are very few Hollywood stars.

This boxing gym has not really made its name yet.

Hawke asked for a quote and a private course schedule and left the boxing gym.

It is impossible to learn boxing, and the fee is more expensive than Tracy’s gym.

Hawke stood on the side of the road, observed left and right, crossed the road, and came to the convenience store opposite the boxing gym.

Behind the cashier was a white woman in her thirties. Next to the nearby shelf, a mixed-race black man was sorting out the goods.

Hawke found Chinese ingredients and seasonings in the sales area and took some of them.

The black man moved some things out of the storage area at this time.

The white female woman ran over immediately and lowered her voice: "Hell, Edward, don't you have a brain? These are what I want to give to people and can't be sold."

The black man asked back, "Why do you put it in the storage room if you don't sell it? So it's you who is wrong."

The white female was a little angry: "Did your brain grow underneath? Or did you say you sprayed all your brain last night? Get it back quickly."

The black man had to move back.

Hawke saw that the blacks were moving out some fireworks.

In California, selling and setting off dangerous fireworks is illegal without a license.

Of course, there are too many people who don’t follow it.

Hawke pretended not to see it, and handed the woman a business card at checkout and said, "I am a reporter. I heard that celebrities often go to the boxing gym opposite. Next time you see it, you can make this call, and there will be a cash reward. .”

The woman took it down, put it on the counter, followed suit, took the store's business card and product color page and handed it to Hawke: "There is a delivery service in the store, and the total amount is more than $25, I will let the clerk deliver the goods to the door. , but the tip and delivery fee are calculated separately."

The black man was dissatisfied: "I am your boyfriend, not an employee!"

Hawke stuffed the business card and color page into his pocket, and then went out to send the business card elsewhere.

(End of this chapter)