Early the next morning, the Los Angeles Times, which was published that day, published news about Brian.
Although as one of the three major newspapers in North America, it did not make random speculations like the tabloids. It only said that the mayoral candidate of Covina had taken an AIDS test. However, in the eyes of the corresponding people, it would naturally leave this guy as being particularly inappropriate. impression.
From a legal perspective, this is nothing. There are no regulations that prohibit AIDS patients from participating in elections.
Besides, Brian was not infected.
Invisible discrimination is everywhere.
Brian also made a clarification, but the effect can only be said to be average.
In the office, Edward came in with a pile of gossip newspapers and placed them in front of Hawke and Brian.
Hawke picked up a copy of the National Enquirer, which had a huge circulation, and saw Brian's photo on the headline of the second page.
He shook his head and praised: "Man, you really enjoy it, taking care of three models by yourself."
The background of the photo is a private beach, with a total of four people on it. The man is Brian, and the other three women look like models.
The four of them were lying on the beach. Brian was pressing on the butt of a model, holding the most prominent points of the models on both sides with his left and right hands, like a standard pervert.
Edward was dissatisfied: "You don't call me boss when you are dating a model. It's so unloyal."
Brian's face was as dark as if it could rain, and he said: "When I played here, I didn't know Hawke yet!"
Hawke said: "Your old accounts will be dug out."
"It must be those bastards who did it. Their team is obviously here to cause trouble." Brian made up his mind: "We have to take action as soon as possible."
Hawke said directly: "In actual operation, your people are needed to do it."
Brian knew very well that this was a matter related to his future and said, "No problem."
He turned to ask: "Have the Grants been found?"
Even if you know the names and appearances of the four people, it is not easy to find them in the huge city of Los Angeles.
"Not yet." Hawke had corresponding countermeasures: "This team is here to stop you and assist Irving Nestor in running. You must contact Irving and let people follow Irving. There will always be gains."
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Brian quickly took out his cell phone and called another assistant, Bacon.
The latter contacted a security company controlled by the Ferguson family.
Edward looked at Hawke and volunteered: "Boss?"
This guy had excellent driving skills and strong tracking ability. Hawke nodded slightly at him.
Edward immediately left the office, went to get the keys to an ordinary car, drove away from Twitter, and went straight to Covina.
Halfway through, he called Campos.
After getting off the highway, before driving into Covina, Edward discovered that an artificial citrus sign more than two meters high had been erected at the main entrance of the town.
Covina is famous for its citrus production and citrus processing.
He had heard Brian say before that the giant fake orange at this intersection was an image project specially created by Owen Nester for the election.
Edward drove to the city 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, is stout, paunchy, slightly bald, but very dignified.
After he signed a document, he called to the driver: "Go to school."
The two went out, got into a Lexus, and headed to Eastern High School in Covina.
Edward and Campos had a tacit understanding and followed each other.
But unlike what was expected, the Lexus stopped in front of a middle school.
Owen looked ugly and entered the school gate alone.
Edward and Campos didn't dare to get too close. They stopped their cars far away in two directions and picked up their binoculars to observe this side.
Not long after, Owen led a sturdy 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, watching the Lexus go away, filled with resentment.
Campos saw what was going on here and called Edward: "Go and talk to Owen, and I'll see what's going on with the mother and son."
Edward drove to keep up with the Lexus.
Here, when the Mexican mother and son got into an old Ford, Campos followed them in the car.
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.
The Chicano woman stood behind the counter and the boy dressed as a waiter.
Seeing the person coming in with a Mexican face, the woman greeted warmly: "Hello, how can I help you?"
Campos looked at the menu: "One burrito, one Mexican barbecue and French fries, and a Coke."
The woman smiled and said: "Please wait a moment."
She handed the order to the chef. When Campos was paying, he quietly took a peek inside. The chefs in the kitchen were an elderly couple.
This is obviously a small, family-run restaurant.
Campos found a seat and sat down.
Not long after, the boy came over with a dinner plate and put down various meals.
Campos tipped him two dollars and asked seemingly casually: "You start working at such a young age and don't study anymore?"
"Thank you." The boy was very polite, took the tip, and said: "I have something to do today, I came back early." Campos looked at the injury on his face: "Did you have a conflict with a classmate?"
The boy didn't answer, his expression showing anger.
"It doesn't matter. When I was young, I was often bullied by white bullies in school." What Campos said is common in middle schools: "There are a lot of bullies on campus. When you encounter them, you have to resist and fight back."
Also of Mexican origin, the boy whispered: "I can't beat him."
Campos said: "Are there any Mexicans among your classmates? Find a way to unite them and fight back. If you don't fight back against school bullies, you will only be bullied even more severely."
But the woman at the counter shouted: "Rod, we need your help in the kitchen."
"Thank you for the tip." The boy turned around and returned to the kitchen.
After finishing his meal, Campos left the restaurant, got in the car, took out his notebook, and wrote down the names of the restaurant and Rod.
He has always adhered to Hawke's teachings, read more, listen more and memorize more.
These may come in handy.
When it got dark, Campos talked to Edward on the phone and found nothing today.
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The two swapped shifts with Carlos and Garcia and returned to West Los Angeles.
Three days later, Edward finally made a discovery.
Owen Nester drove alone to the Financial District of Los Angeles and entered a club.
Edward waited for a few minutes and found a new Toyota Alphard with four people getting out.
He recognized the faces of these four people at a glance, they were very similar to those in Brian's profile.
And there are three men and one woman.
Edward quickly called Campos and Hawke.
Inside the club, the four Grants entered the reception room together and met Owen Nester.
The latter said with a smile: "The operation against that bastard Brian was very successful. The media is full of negative news about him. His clarifications have basically no effect. Recently, he has not dared to show up in Covina."
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Grant was very cautious: "Don't be blindly optimistic yet. 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 Covina all his life. His horizons are not particularly broad, and he did not take the guy that Grant and the other four mentioned to his heart: "What is his name?"< br>
Hailey solemnly said: "That man's name is Hawk Osment, the founder and CEO of Twitter! Note that what he is best at is not business, but business consulting!"
Owen was surprised: "Same as you?"
Grant said: "We launched an operation against him and it failed."
Irving finally became more serious: "Why are we attacking Brian so much? They have done nothing except clarifying through formal channels."
"This is what we are worried about." Augusto responded: "We are waiting for his next move."
Madison said: "This man likes to hide behind the scenes and frame people with intrigues."
Hearing what these four people said was so serious, Owen was a little worried: "When will you come to Covina?"
Grant said: "Don't worry, let's see what Hawke Osmond is going to do first."
Irving said: "You hurry up, Brian's bastard's campaign office will be established soon."
A commercial vehicle drove into the club parking lot.
In the back seat, Hawke and Brian each picked up a telescope and looked toward the club through the car window with a special glass film.
Soon, the two discovered the Toyota Alfa that Edward was talking about.
After waiting for about half an hour, four people came out of the club and got into the car.
Hawke saw it clearly and said, "Yes, it's the four of them."
Brian looked at the photos many times: "It's definitely them!"
Hawke picked up the phone and called: "Cross-track, don't be discovered."
Another person came out of the club, and Brian reminded Hawke: "That bald guy is Owen Nester."
Hawke saw Irving's detailed information and recognized him at a glance: "You can't go wrong."
In order to track, in addition to Campos and Edward, there were four vehicles scattered at nearby intersections.
Hawke didn't wait long before news came back.
Edward called: "Boss, we found their lair. Four people rented an office in the Yon Center Building in the Financial District. We were worried about alerting them and didn't dare to ask which floor they were on."
Hawke directly ordered: "You, Campos and others take turns and keep an eye on their people and cars."
"I understand." Edward hung up the phone.
Hawke put on his phone and looked at Brian: "We found the person. Have you found the right person?"
Brian thought about the bastards who kept taking off his underwear these days, and said with a grin: "We have people and cars ready, and we have also prepared several retreat plans after success or failure."
In other places, the Ferguson family might not have so much energy.
But this is their home base, Los Angeles.
The plan was well done, but it was not worth the changes. Edward, Campos and others had been watching for several days, but the four people rarely went out, and there was no suitable opportunity at all.
Brian was a little anxious because the criticism in the media put a lot of pressure on him.
Not many people can watch their scandals exposed by the media every day and still remain calm and composed.
He found Hawke and asked urgently: "What should we do now?"
Hawke thought about it before and after, thinking from his perspective, and said: "This time, they took the lead. We have not made an effective response. They may be waiting for our next move."
He considered for a moment: "Don't you want to set up your campaign office? Make a bigger move." (End of Chapter)