Chapter 1030 Everyone gets the stolen goods
“...caught him, the paparazzi tried to take pictures secretly.”
Lucas stood at the door of the ward, looking at Harry’s back like a bereaved dog, and raised his voice Shouted, at this time, he no longer bothered to disturb the order of the hospital——
To be precise, the current strategy is to make the matter bigger, the bigger the better. Inevitably, it is still necessary to disturb the people and stab someone in the sky. hole.
Fortunately, Anson is located in the VIP ward, and the sound insulation effect of each room is excellent. It does not disturb the patients. It attracts the attention of the nurses at the nursing station and the staff who pass by accidentally. We arrived at the paparazzi running wildly in the hospital corridor.
Ziliu.
Harry was in too much of a hurry, and the footsteps and shouts behind him were chasing him so close. In a panic, the soles of his feet slipped, and he rushed out like a bowling ball, all the way on the white tiles. Sliding, completely losing control, and finally hitting the wall hard and braking hard.
Don’t talk about Harry, even the onlookers couldn’t help but grin.
But Harry didn't care at all and stood up quickly on his hands and knees. He didn't even have time to tell the direction, so he chose a random path and rushed out.
Bang bang bang, bang bang bang.
The footsteps approaching quickly behind him, from far to near, firmly grasped Harry's heart, running faster and faster, comparable to the 100-meter flying man in the Olympic Games.
At the door of the ward, Lucas did not catch up. He just stood at the door and kept stamping, making noises by the collision of his footsteps with the tiles. At the same time, he howled at the top of his lungs, beckoning the men in black suits to catch up and watch Harry's figure. He disappeared without turning around immediately. He folded his hands on his chest and kept looking at the direction Harry left. His whole body exuded a cool aura that kept no one close to him.
The atmosphere is chaotic and tense.
The nurse quickly approached in fear, and after carefully seeking Lucas's permission, entered the ward to examine the "shocked" Anson.
After the test, the nurse left, and the gossip spread like wings throughout Mount Sinai Hospital in an instant:
The paparazzi was brave enough to sneak into the ward and prepare to secretly take pictures of Anson.
Anson was frightened, Lucas was furious, Anson's accidental injury on the set has not yet calmed down, and the wave of entertainment to death swept across again, even in the face of patients with unknown conditions lying on the hospital bed He still dealt with pain and cruelty.
Hollywood is indeed a place that eats people without spitting out their bones.
For a moment, people were panicked, sighing and sighing.
Lucas patiently played tricks at the door until the ward became quiet again, then he re-entered the ward and closed the door.
"So, what are you planning?"
Lucas walked to the bedside and glanced at the pills on the bedside table, which the nurse had just brought to Anson——
< br>Phenobarbital.
It is used for sedation, but at the same time, it may also inhibit breathing and circulation, and become addictive.
Lucas quietly put the pills into his pocket.
Anson noticed it and gave Lucas a speechless look.
Lucas looked back very calmly, "Why did you let him go?"
Things were slightly off track.
The original plan was to lure the snake out of its hole and invite the king into the urn. Everyone on the spot would get the stolen goods. No matter how Harry tried to quibble, he should be able to find the evidence just by searching his camera -
The truth would come to light.
However, Anson did not do this and allowed Harry to leave.
Lucas was a little surprised. Although he was confused and puzzled, in a flash of lightning, Lucas decided to cooperate with the performance and put on a good show.
In other words, in a short period of time, Lucas grasped the context of the matter, reacted promptly on the spot, and made as much noise as possible without knowing Anson's plan.
In this way, no matter what Anson's plan is, Lucas can still have a guaranteed plan -
Even if Anson is willing to let Harry go, Lucas is not willing.
"Don't tell me that you were convinced by his rhetoric. Although I am not a prosecutor, his words have no credibility. We need to consider the credibility of the witness." Lucas complained expressionlessly.
This made Anson couldn't help but chuckle, "Thank you for your cooperation."
Lucas, "If I didn't cooperate just now, I must keep him. What?"
Anson, "To be honest, I was expecting you to use force, and then we would stage a Colombian soap opera."
Lucas: ..."So, what are you planning?"
After going around in a circle, Lucas came back.
Anson laughed dumbly, "I just suddenly thought that I can't be sure for the time being whether there are photos of the set in his camera. If not, they may be in his computer or the darkroom at home. In short, if we can't If all the stolen goods are found, the New York police may need to apply for a search warrant. "You know how troublesome it is"
"What will happen if we all get the stolen goods?" >
"The police arrest him, and then what?"
Lucas was slightly stunned. Faced with the paparazzi problem, according to the current law, the difficulty of legal sanctions through legal channels is far beyond imagination, otherwise Sean- Pan will not raise his fists and beat the paparazzi himself to seek justice for himself.
In this case, even if the evidence is conclusive, it is at best a crime of negligent injury, nothing more. Whether it is a detention or a fine, it may not be too serious, at most it is just a sprinkle of water.
And what are the consequences?
Harry may become famous in one fell swoop. Not only will his career not be hindered, but he will be able to rise to great heights.
Ridiculous?
Indeed, but this is reality.
Lucas looked at Anson with a look of contemplation in his eyes.
Anson continued, "To take a step back, punish him through the law, tens of thousands of dollars or 720 hours of community service, these are not painful; or you can beat him hard. Suddenly, if he is seriously injured and hospitalized, it will win him sympathy and earn some eyeballs again."
"Luka, do you know how to hurt someone?"
"Take away what he cares about most. Some people care about money, some care about reputation, some care about family ties, some care about life. Everyone cares about different things. Only by taking away what he cares about most can you really hurt him."< br>
Behind the calm, calm and calm words, one can feel the scars.
Not anger, not hatred, but the vicissitudes of life after washing away the lead.
Lucas stared at Anson quietly, the light shining in his deep eyes was quiet and sad.
Anson noticed it and turned his eyes slightly embarrassed, "Why, do you think I'm particularly scary?"
Lucas, "No."
Anson was very surprised and turned to look at Lucas again.
Lucas, "Anson, please remember, you are my brother, I will never think you are scary."
Anson's eyes felt hot and he closed them in a hurry, "Ha. Ha. Luca, be careful of trouble coming from your mouth."
Lucas didn't mind, "On the contrary, I'm happy for you. My brother has grown up and no longer needs me. He knows how to fight back, he knows how to protect himself.”
"Although I hope you never need to learn this, because you don't need to face it, but since you choose to go to Hollywood, you need to grow up after all."
"So, what's in your mind What is the strategy, how are you going to hurt him?”
(End of Chapter)