Chapter 200 Save a life
The next morning, as soon as Hawke came to Twitter, Brian came over.
He entered the office, closed the door, and said to Hawke: "The latest news is that a victim reported to the FBI, and the FBI forcibly summoned Owen Nester yesterday afternoon."
Hawke heard the key: "Are there really victims?"
Brian said: "It's not difficult to find a victim. They are the FBI, not the LAPD."
Hawke asked curiously: "You can get the news. Is it your old lover who is leading the team?"
"It's not an old lover." Brian corrected, and then said: "Jennifer is in charge of this case."
Hawke thought of it yesterday, and Jennifer transferred the work of the Elephant Party with a very clear purpose to continue to attack the donkeys.
He asked: "Jennifer's family is not simple, isn't it?"
Brian said vaguely: "The average person cannot be the deputy director of the FBI's Los Angeles branch at this age."
He didn't stay here much longer, talked about Covina's affairs for a while, and quickly said goodbye and left.
A series of changes in Covina forced Brian to take over early.
Thanks to family resources, when Brian took office, he brought a professional support team to help him, a newbie, get on the right track.
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Hollywood, Paramount Studios.
The afternoon class at the Superstar Training School ended. Harley packed her personal belongings slowly and looked at the tall and long-legged beautiful girl Lena. She walked out of the classroom excitedly and followed the producer of Akerman Films. Greg.
The two men walked outside together, talking as they walked.
Harley couldn't hear what the two were talking about, but she knew something was wrong.
She did a lot of research on the Super Star School, and secretly took photos of the list of past students, from which she found the names of the missing people, and quietly contacted the students of the same class.
Those students had some impression that the missing person was very close to Akerman Films producer Bro Derek who was taking the class at the time.
Bro Derick has been sentenced to prison for shooting his wife Sarah Parker in the street.
Greg, now the school's superintendent, was formerly Bro Derick's assistant.
Harley's initial plan was to enter the game with her body. She was very confident in her appearance, but after taking classes for nearly half a month, she found that she didn't attract any attention at all.
Instead, Lena was favored by Guerrero.
Harley quickly figured out what the problem was. She was almost 25 and Lena was less than 18.
These men!
Guerrero and Lena entered the office.
Harley could only walk forward and left Super Star School directly.
She didn't leave and came to the car.
Ever since Lena came under the spotlight, Harley had gone out of her way to befriend her, and the relationship between the two had become closer in private.
After waiting for a moment, Lena came out of Super Star School.
Harley called her.
Lena, who originally wanted to call a taxi, walked over quickly and smiled at Harry: "I thought you left."
"We're on the way, let's get in the car." Halli opened the door and got into the driver's seat.
Lena also got in the car.
In a nearby car, a Mexican female student had been quietly following Harley and Lena.
She saw Lena go to the office, and followed Harry here.
At this time, the two came together.
The Mexican female student took out her mobile phone and called: "Garcia, the two targets, Harley and Lena, got into the same car and were about to leave."
The other side replied: "Don't worry about it, I will follow them."
The female practitioner hung up the phone and drove away.
On the other side, Harley drove out of the busy street and asked seemingly casually: "What did Guerrero teach you? It's mysterious."
"Did you see it?" Lena was in a very good mood. Thinking of the opportunity provided by Guerrero and his instructions not to tell anyone, she said vaguely: "There is a party tonight, and Guerrero invited me to attend."
These words reminded Harley of the missing girls. She reminded her solemnly: "I have been in Los Angeles for a while. Many producers in Hollywood like to deceive beautiful girls. What they say is not credible. High.”
But how could a girl who was blinded by the dream of stardom listen to such words? Lena said in a confused way: "I didn't plan to go either, but it's just not good to refuse in person. I called Guerrero later and said I didn't have time. ”
After all, Harley is an investigative reporter, so she can distinguish between the truth and falsehood of words spoken by such an inexperienced girl: "Hollywood is not that simple, you..."
"Okay, honey, I understand." Lena smiled at her: "I won't go."
At this point, Harley couldn't say any more and sent her to the rented single apartment.
Lena was about to get off the car: "Thank you, I'll treat you to a big dinner tomorrow night."
Harley called her and took a bag from the back seat: "I remember it's your 18th birthday soon, right? This is for you."
Lena quickly shied away: "How can this be so embarrassing?"
"Put it on." Harley smiled: "Both of us have no roots in Los Angeles. We will take care of each other from now on."
Lena saw the brand of the bag and really didn't want to refuse, so she said: "Thank you."
Hallie opened the package directly: "Does the color match you?"
"Very beautiful!" Lena took it and said, "Thank you."
Hallie opened the zipper, took out the desiccant and threw it away, then opened the mouth of the bag and said, "Change it over."
"Yeah." Lena put the contents of the old bag into the new bag.
She got out of the car and walked toward the apartment building.
Harley's mood was a little complicated, but after hesitating for a moment, she picked up a remote control and pressed the start button.
Arriving at the apartment building, Lena looked back and saw Harley's car driving away. She threw the old bag into the trash can and went upstairs happily.
Carrying this new bag when going out at night can also give her a little more confidence.
Lena went upstairs in a happy mood.
Harley returned to the nearby rental garage, changed into a Cadillac, and drove out.
This car, as well as the bag given to Lena, are equipment she specially applied for from Fox News.
Media affiliated to News Corporation always have some special equipment.
Harley bought food and water, and even put on adult diapers for the convenience of squatting.
She knew very well that the sooner those bastards were dug out, the easier it would be to avoid new victims.
Harley turned on the car's GPS monitor and eavesdropping receiver, and put on her headphones.
On the monitor, the GPS locator is located above the apartment building.
Lena's humming voice came from the headphones, very clear.
Harley turned on the recording function again.
On the sidewalk, people were passing by one after another. A Mexican man carrying a briefcase came from the opposite side and hurried past like all the people who had just gotten off work.
Carlos passed by the car, glanced quickly at the windshield, continued walking, and got into a very common Chevrolet on the side of the road.
The car pulled out of the parking space and quickly disappeared.
A few minutes later, a Ford turned onto the street and parked in an empty parking space.
Carlos pointed to the car in front of him: "Miss Harley is in that car."
Garcia said: "She suddenly came over today to stare at the girl named Lena. Did she find something?"
"The boss said to contact him if anything happens." Carlos took out his cell phone: "I'll call the boss."
He called Campos.
At Butterfly Information Consulting Company, Campos listened to Carlos’s report, thought for a moment, picked up the landline phone, and called Hawke: “Boss, the reporter named Harley suddenly started taking action. She was eyeing a guy named Lai. Na’s beautiful girl”
On the other side of the phone, Hawke asked: "What's going on with Lena?"
People in Campos have been keeping an eye on Hallie and know everything about the people she comes into contact with: "Haley's classmate in the training class is only 17 years old, has outstanding looks, and is from Texas."
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Hawke felt that something might be going on and said, "Go there in person. That Harley...if you can ensure your own safety, you can help."
"Understood." Campos called a subordinate with excellent driving skills and went downstairs together.
The two got in the car and went straight to Ximu District, and soon arrived under the target apartment building.
After some distance, they stopped the car.
It was getting dark, and street lights were on on both sides of the road.
The ringtone of a mobile phone came from the headphones that Harley was wearing, and she immediately became energetic.
Not long after, a Mercedes-Benz drove over and stopped at the door of the apartment building.
Lena soon came out of the apartment building and saw a middle-aged woman wearing a women's suit and asked: "Are you Ms. Meryl?"
"It's me." Meryl looked kind and polite. She opened the back door and made an invitation gesture: "Mr. Guerrero is waiting for you at a beach club."
Lena got in the car and smiled sweetly: "Thank you."
Meryl said to the driver: "West, drive."
The driver drove the Mercedes-Benz southward.
Harley waited for a moment, started the car and followed. She glanced at the GPS display to make sure she was following the vehicle.
But not long after she drove out, a Land Rover Defender followed her.
The vehicle turned out of this street, and the driver glanced at Carol and said, "Boss, are Meryl and the others following?"
Carroll, who once partnered with Bro Derick, is relatively calm: "Let's see the situation clearly."
After the car left, Campos and Carlos's car started slowly, blended into the traffic, and followed it at a distance.
They had followed a car full of girls all the way to a seaside club in Venice.
Judging from the direction of the car in front, it was clearly going to Venice.
Knowing the destination, it was too easy for them to follow.
On top of the Cadillac, Harley kept her distance while listening to the sound coming from the headphones.
The woman named Meryl let Lena drink water and eat candy by herself.
Lena exclaimed, as if water and candy were top-notch luxuries.
When the car arrived in Venice, Harley suddenly discovered that Lena had not spoken for a while.
The Mercedes driver's voice came over: "I can finally breathe a sigh of relief."
Meryl said: "These ignorant girls are always fascinated by the dream of stardom."
The driver of the Mercedes-Benz said: "This is good. The legs are very long. They will be killed in the end. Can you send them over and let me enjoy them first?"
"Enjoy it?" Meryl smiled: "You can wait until the big guys are done with it and then enjoy it."
The driver said: "I'm not that perverted. I can still be interested in people who have their hands and feet cut off or their skins peeled off."
All this fell on Harley's ears.
She knew she was right this time.
This was a downhill road, and Harry had a good view. He found the club on the right in front and slowly opened an iron door.
The Mercedes-Benz slowed down and prepared to drive in.
Harley thought about Lena in the car and the missing girls, and worried that once Lena got in, she would become the next missing person.
She wanted the news, she wanted to expose these bastards, but she couldn't watch Lena disappear.
Harley spun around, braked lightly, and prepared to make a slight impact, causing a car accident and attracting the attention of the surrounding traffic.
At the same time, when the Land Rover Defender caught up behind him, Carroll saw Cadillac's actions and immediately understood the other party's intention: "Block it from behind!"
He looked back at the two people in the back row: "After parking, control the person in the Cadillac as soon as possible and take her away."
The Land Rover Defender followed.
The Mercedes-Benz slowed down to prepare for a turn. Harley's Cadillac made a bang and rear-ended the Mercedes-Benz.
Before she could react, there was a moderate vibration from behind, and a Land Rover Defender kissed the back of her car.
The door of the Land Rover Defender opened and three men wearing black hoods jumped out.
Far behind, Campos used the neon lights of the club's sign and night vision binoculars to realize that something was wrong ahead.
While the female reporter was tracking others, she was also caught up with her.
Campos was well prepared. He lowered the passenger window, took out a police light from under the seat, placed it on the roof of the car, and turned on the power.
Red and blue lights flashed, and sirens sounded far away.
Three men armed with window hammers and guns heard sirens and saw flashing lights.
Carol glanced at the Cadillac with the door closed, then turned to get in the car: "Let's go! Let's go!"
The Mercedes-Benz did not turn and drove straight forward.
The Land Rover Defender followed.
Harley was frightened just now, but after she calmed down a little, she was about to drive after him.
But the Mercedes-Benz stopped again, and Lena and her personal belongings were all thrown out of the car, and then ran away.
Harley breathed a sigh of relief and turned to look at the approaching police car.
It was an old Ford sedan with a portable police light hanging from the roof.
Under Harley's expectant gaze, the Ford car turned at a fork in the road ahead, chasing what seemed to be another car.
"I'm so lucky this time." Harley took out a rarely used mobile phone and helped Lena call 911.
She sensed the danger and did not dare to show up again. Instead, she turned the car around and went to a hidden place until the police patrol car came over.
(End of chapter)