The most difficult thing about something is often not finding a breakthrough.
Frank, who is messing around at Twitter, can occasionally come up with some real materials to help Twitter or the West Coast studio open up the situation.
Hawke immediately sent Edward to contact Campos to convey the key point about the young boy and Catholicism.
However, this matter is also problematic. Catholicism is like a hornet's nest and cannot be easily poked. The target must still be focused on Pat Kingsley personally.
It also gave Hawke an even greater admiration for real journalistic investigators.
North America is a place full of big news, but once you investigate something, it is easy to go see God.
Campos said that manpower will be mobilized immediately to carry out key follow-up shooting.
Up to now, Hawke is not even involved in these secretive filming work, he doesn't even need to direct it. As long as he gives the order, the people from Butterfly Company can always find a way to complete it.
Los Angeles, Westwood.
Near a villa along the street, there were not many vehicles on the road, but some family cars would pass by from time to time.
Campos drove a Ford Mondeo, parked in an empty parking space on the roadside, took out his binoculars, and observed the situation at the villa.
At the three-way intersection ahead, Edward drove an ordinary business car and parked in the parking lot near the intersection.
He picked up the walkie-talkie and asked, "How's it going, man?"
Campos said: "All the personnel are in place. As long as she goes out today, she will not be out of our sight."
He looked at the time and added: "According to the trajectory of the past two weeks, she should go to church for mass today."
In addition to Campos and Edward, Carlos and Garcia also came over at a key intersection nearby.
Considering that Kingsley is a woman, Campos specially recruited two capable female generals, Betty and Fiona.
In the villa, Simon Foster, who was wearing glasses, came out of the study, looked at his wife who was loading something into her satchel, and asked: "Are you coming back for dinner today?"
Kingsley picked up her satchel and said, "After the mass, there will be Holy Communion in the church. I will stay there for a while, and I may be back a little late."
Over the years, Simon Foster has become accustomed to it: "I have to go out after meetings, and there are parties to attend in the afternoon and evening."
Kingsley nodded, carrying her bag and leaving the villa.
The female driver had already driven the car to the passage in front of the house.
Kingsley got into a BMW 7 and ordered: "Go to St. Bernard's Church."
The car turned onto the main road in front of the door and drove northwest towards the Santa Monica Mountains.
In front of the car, Campos, who had excellent driving skills, followed the car and kept walking along the main road.
After confirming that there was no tail behind Kingsley, Garcia, Carlos and Fiona behind, plus Edward and others, skillfully conducted cross-tracking.
BMW 7 entered the southeastern part of the Santa Monica Mountains. Not far from Parisat, a not particularly large church appeared.
This is the Catholic Church of St. Bian in Los Angeles. Its size is far smaller than that of the largest Marist Church in Los Angeles.
But behind the church, there is a church welfare school called St. Bian's, which specializes in taking in homeless children.
Edward chose a higher place to park his car early, took out his telescope and observed the church and the welfare school behind it. Thinking of what Hawke and Frank said, it made more sense.
Churches, church welfare boarding schools, and a series of good people...
It’s scary to think about it.
The BMW 7 parked in the parking lot outside the church. Kingsley got out of the car alone and walked toward the church with a serious face, carrying her satchel.
There were many cars and people coming around in an endless stream.
Campos and others also rushed over one after another.
Carlos stayed outside and watched as a backup.
Campos and Garcia, Betty and Fiona entered the church separately.
They had made preparations in advance and were inconspicuous among the many people attending the mass.
Betty took the lead in finding where Kingsley was, walked over quietly without getting too close, and sat in a row behind her.
Fiona also saw this, and without any communication with Betty, she came near Kingsley, found an empty seat, and sat down quietly waiting for the mass to start.
Campos and Garcia have also each found their niche.
Five people vaguely surrounded Kingsley.
The church fell silent and mass soon began.
Like a devout believer, Kingsley closed her eyes slightly and swam in the arms of the Lord. In addition to peace of mind, she also felt a special sense of anticipation.
What kind of surprise will there be after Mass?
Kingsley has been a fundraiser for this church for nearly 20 years. Over the past 20 years, she has been treated favorably. The two parties have already established trust. Every two to three weeks, the church can provide her with the best psychological comfort. .
Here, Kingsley truly felt the grace of the Lord.
Campos squinted his eyes slightly and kept looking over there, waiting for an opportunity.
After the Mass, those who wanted to stay and enjoy Holy Communion went to the restaurant on the other side of the church, where there would be dedicated personnel distributing it.
But the Holy Communion also has levels. Some people go to the left and some go to the right. Here, God will not ask how many divisions you have, but how much money you have donated.
Taking advantage of the crowd and the chaos, Campos quietly made a gesture to Fiona.
Fiona's petite body was fast and flexible, and she followed Kingsley.
She reached into her pocket and held the miniature listening device she had prepared when she arrived.
Ahead, in order to cooperate with Fiona, Garcia accidentally stepped on Betty's foot. The two had a brief dispute, which attracted the attention of the people around them and made the scene a little chaotic.
A priest came to maintain order.
While everyone's attention was on Garcia and Betty, Campos took two steps forward, as if he wanted to get closer to watch the fun, but his tall figure blocked Fiona's petite body.
Fiona moved very quickly and attached the black micro bug to the bottom of Kingsley's black satchel.
In the front, Garcia apologized to Betty under the persuasion of the priest, and order was restored in the church.
Everyone moved forward, and Garcia and Betty automatically went to the ordinary communion side.
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The last time Fiona came here, she made a donation and received preferential treatment. She followed Kingsley to the other side, separated by a person.
Campos made a donation on the spot and also received tickets.
The two of them mingled with the crowd and entered the restaurant on one side to enjoy Holy Communion and were given holy water.
Campos had experienced too much darkness in Mexico and knew that there were too many messy things called holy water. He was worried that this thing was not clean and planned to throw it in the trash can as soon as he stayed away from the church.
However, some people at the scene sprinkled holy water on themselves after enjoying the Holy Communion.
Later, the old donors who had established a trusting relationship with the church, including Kingsley, went to St. Bian's Welfare School behind the church to rest, led by a priest named Michael Baker.
The rest, accompanied by Father George Neville, visited the history, development and planning of the welfare school, so that the donors who had recently come closer to the church believed that their money would be put to practical use.
At the same time, this is also a selection process.
They know how to get donors with special needs to spend more money.
Campos followed the crowd to visit the donor corridor and saw Kingsley and others entering an apartment building from a distance.
There is a wall near the apartment building that blocks the road outside.
Campos quietly called and gave directions.
Carlos, who was waiting outside, immediately drove to a road near the apartment building.
He put on the headset and turned on the receiver and recorder.
The conversation between two people sounded in the headset.
"Ms. Kingsley, please come this way. This time we have urgently imported a good product according to your request, the kind that can speak English proficiently."
After the man's voice, there was a woman's voice: "Thank you, Father."
The door opened, and Kingsley's slightly surprised voice came again: "Oh, such a delicate boy, thank you so much."
Surprised, she didn't even use the honorific, and said directly: "Michael, you still understand my thoughts best."
The man's voice sounded again: "I won't disturb the lady's mood."
The sound of a door closing was heard.
In the room, Kingsley looked at the delicate-looking little boy and couldn't help but think of her grandson living in New York.
She liked it more and more and showed a kind smile: "Don't worry, I'm here to help you. You are about the same age as my grandson. You can also call me grandma."
The boy was a little timid and didn't speak for a while.
Kingsley glanced at his appearance and put the handbag on the table aside: "Can you tell me, what is your name? Where are you from?"
Seeing that she was kind and not like a bad person, the boy said: "My name is Mila. I came from Guatemala with my parents. They both died soon after arriving here. I was sent to the welfare school here."
"What a poor child." Kingsley stretched out her hands, hugged the child, and sat on her lap: "Can I take care of you from now on?"
She took out the chocolate she brought from her pocket and brought it to the other party: "Try this, I brought it specially for you."
The boy opened it and stuffed it into his mouth: "It's so sweet and delicious."
Kingsley said: "Want more? But you have to use your things in exchange..."
Although the boy had experienced a lot, he could never have imagined the sinister intentions of this kind-hearted old lady. Under the temptation of chocolate, she said: "What do you want from me? I'll give it to you."
Kingsley laughed heartily.
On the road outside, Carlos, who was monitoring the situation, was so angry that he almost took off his earphones and kept scolding him as a pervert!
In the past, when young celebrities had scandals of one kind or another, he thought it was normal because the demand was strong after all.
But such a 70-year-old woman...
Carlos was thinking about this, and suddenly the face of the big boss behind the scenes flashed before his eyes.
Although that person is not a moral gentleman or a good person in the traditional sense, his moral quality is simply outstanding compared to these perverts.
He can even be called a good person. (End of chapter)