"What's the situation?"

Song Ya was on the second floor of the villa, looking out of the gate with Old Mike's binoculars, and there was not much information to see, only the roof of an ambulance, a fire truck, and a truck, and the sirens and ambulance horns were loud.

"It's not clear, uh...... The driver of the truck that caused the accident did not escape, he only suffered minor injuries and was taking notes. It's a hassle on our side, the bodyguard driving a Rolls-Royce is stuck in the driver's seat, his leg may be broken, and he is currently losing a bit of blood, and I'm doing emergency treatment. Firefighters said the car might need to be cut open to get people out. ”

Old Mike said through the walkie-talkie: "At that time, he had just driven the car onto the road, and he happened to hit the side collision with a speeding truck, and the truck braked early, but because it was a little downhill, the speed was still very fast. ”

"Broken leg...... The driver who caused the accident was white, right? ”

Apocalypse said help, it was himself who almost broke his leg, and he also carried Harley and Amy......

The difference between heaven and hell was a thought, and Song Ya was afraid for a while.

"White people? No, it's a black man, who looks like a very ordinary blue-collar middle-aged man, who is now very depressed, covered in blood, and has been sitting on the side of the road crying and saying sorry to us and the police, and he also admits that he drove all night, people are very tired, and his reaction is normal...... I asked him a lot of questions before the officer arrived, and there were no flaws. ”

"I'm taking a picture and I'm going to do a background check on him right away, and Hayden is going to put pressure on law enforcement here in Los Angeles," Mike said. ”

"It's definitely not that simple, it's definitely not that simple......"

Song Ya said, "It's too coincidental, isn't it? ”

"yes, but now we can't do anything, the driver will be taken to the hospital first, and I got his name, driver's license information, and the phone number of the freight company and the insurance company......"

Old Michael replied, "I will send someone with me." Maybe it was not convenient to speak on the spot, and he hinted that someone would be sent to follow him.

"That's all there is to it?"

"That's all there is to it for the time being."

“Shxt！” Songya gave the binoculars to Hallie and Amy, "Don't go out. After saying a word, he picked up his phone and called Sloane.

"Whether it's an accident or not, this is a good opportunity for public opinion pressure, isn't it?"

Ms. Sloan said: "With a little more information, maybe we can take the opportunity to play a little bit, and at least create some pressure on the local police to solve the case." ”

"I almost died, Sloane." Song Ya gritted her teeth, "Is it possible to fight back?" ”

"I need more information." Sloan said: "The most important thing is to find out whether the driver who caused the accident has recently had a large income, or whether there has been an abnormal increase in living standards, buying a car, buying luxury goods, and so on." ”

"Hayden!"

Song Ya saw Hayden walking back from the door, "This is Beverly Hills!" So easy to get hit by a car? ”

"Well, the driver who caused the accident said that he saw the wrong road at night and drove on the sidewalk here, and it stands to reason that a large truck usually doesn't pass by the door."

Hayden is also full of lawsuits.

"Why are there trucking companies going this way?" Song Ya asked.

"It's normal that the shipping company has a partnership with Hollywood's second-largest party service company, and they transport party supplies as well as alcohol, and they often get in and out of Beverly Hills, with very few accidents, and a very good safety record." Hayden explained.

"It's all loopholes, it's a conspiracy, murder! They want me to hang up like 2PAC! ”

It's a matter of life, how can you not be in a hurry, Song Ya was so angry that she circled around the room, "You exposed my whereabouts?!" ”

"How is it possible, I have always been very careful, and I didn't even tell my wife."

Hayden was very aggrieved, "I only told her that she was going to sell the house, and she lost her temper at home for this." ”

"Why don't we go to Florida right now?" Hallie came over and said, "Amy's new film is the first full screening day after the opening of the film, and he has to go with the crew to promote it at noon." ”

"I'm a little scared." Amy was worried and approached him in her arms.

"It's okay, wait a minute." Song Ya comforted the two daughters, "But don't go out for the time being." ”

"District Attorney Gilgashiti's phone number." Hayden handed over his phone.

"Looks like an ordinary car accident, with all my years of experience."

Gilgahiti already knew, and he comforted: "Don't be too sensitive APLUS, how is your bodyguard hurt?" ”

"I don't know yet, the injuries are very serious."

Song Ya said, "Please get to the bottom of it, Prosecutor Gahiti." ”

"Rest assured, no one wants to see a vicious case in Beverly Hills." Gilgahiti hung up.

The sound of cutting steel outside the door was even more irritating.

"Information revealed by the prosecutor's office."

Half an hour later, Hayden reported, "The driver had been with the freight company for three years and eight months, had not had any accidents, and had a good previous driving record." But he had a criminal record, had been involved in a gang in Los Angeles as a young man, had been imprisoned twice, and then lived the life of an ordinary worker, never finding out that he had anything to do with the gang again. Nine months ago, he was arrested for the third time, but only because of an altercation with a neighbor and was released on bail hours later. ”

"Looks like a prodigal?" Old Michael asked, "What about the financial aspect?" ”

"At present, the Los Angeles police have not obtained the relevant data, and the incident has only been less than an hour, and they are not so fast." Hayden shook his head.

"Do you really think the driver is okay?" Song Ya asked Old Mike.

"I'm very accurate with people." Old Mac pointed to his eyes, "It's not so easy for the killer to hide from me. ”

Song Ya hesitated again, maybe the apocalypse was just warning herself to avoid a car accident? After all, it can't be tightly matched, and the difference between a black blue-collar driver and the white supremacist in the music video is a bit far away.

The noise outside the door suddenly stopped, and people applauded and cheered, "I'll take a look." "Old Mike went out again," the bodyguard was moved out and immediately taken to the hospital. ”

"Take care of him for me."

Song Ya said to the walkie-talkie: "I'm sorry to him too, it's inconvenient for me to visit for the time being, and I'll take time in the future." ”

"Understood."

Soon, Song Ya saw from the second floor that the Rolls-Royce that was about to fall apart was hoisted onto a trailer and drove away.

There were people coming and going at the door, and Old Mike instructed each bodyguard to drive the car out to run errands.

"I have to go, darling."

Towards noon, Romeo and Juliet's crew began to call frequently, and Amy's co-agent, assistant, and stylist also came, but was not allowed by Mike Sr. to enter and went to her new home not far away.

"Even if Motula was really behind it, he wouldn't have touched Amy." Hayden said.

"Go ahead, be careful, I'll let old Mike send someone to follow." Song Ya hugged her worriedly, "Be smart." ”

"Well, be careful yourself."

The two were reluctant to part.

"What a fuck." It was originally a big happy event to send a house, but now it is troublesome, even if it is a pure accident, it is annoying and unhappy.

"Could it be that the killer mistook the bodyguard for me? Because I drove Amy and Hallie over with that driver's hat on, and then he drove out again......"

Song Yamu asked after sending Amy into the car and leaving.

"I'll find out." Old Mike replied.

"DON'T WAIT FOR CLARIFICATION, APLUS, I THINK IT'S BETTER FOR YOU TO TELL THIS MATTER FIRST, IT'S IN OUR FAVOR!"

Ms. Sloan said on the phone: "I just deduced it, this attempted murder of you has a lot of room for hype, but we have to act fast, and now everyone doesn't know that an ordinary car accident in Beverly Hills is related to you, and it will be too late to say it after the police have determined it, and it will be considered a pretext!" Give them and the driver who caused the accident some pressure APLUS, even if it is wronged an unlucky ordinary person and bring trouble to his life, we should be bloodthirsty. ”

"Well, what do I do? Uh-huh, uh-huh......"

Song Ya hung up the phone after chatting, "Hayden? Where's your network cable!? ”

'Early this morning, in Los Angeles, there was a murder against me! My driver was seriously injured in a car accident that was most likely intentional! God forbid! I was supposed to be in the car, but I changed my plans and just brushed shoulders with death! Some people want me to die like 2PAC! Dead certain! It's a complete show! Yin! Scheme! ’

He started posting like crazy again, 'Somebody wants me dead!' Because I'm leaving my old record label and I'm still in the process of filing a lawsuit against CBS! ’

'My lawsuit is for the benefit of all African-Americans! ’

'Don't believe those smears! All the cases against me are deliberately oppressive, and some people don't want to see a young successful African-American who has bought a lot of people around me! ’