Song Ya and Hallie arrived in Miami in the early morning, and got the news after getting off the plane, but they didn't go to the football stunner set in the suburbs as soon as possible, but stayed at the nearest airport hotel, rested for a while, and waited for Old Mike's people to go to the set first to improve security measures.

"Hah! My instincts are accurate, right? Old man, is it hard to admit that you are looking away? ”

Apocalypse bless! Apocalypse is invincible! Song Ya was extremely glad that she didn't sleep long before she got up and waited for the morning report of the day, and after reading it, she slammed it on the table.

Los Angeles police recovered 60,000 dollars in cash from an African-American truck driver suspected of causing a deliberate crash in Beverly Hills, a murder attempt that likely targeted the well-known singer APLUS. ’

The page he turned over had a large picture of the Los Angeles uniformed police officers with a bad reputation huddled together in front of the camera, the sheriff and the young police officer who found the stolen money were surrounded in the middle, two holding three open plastic bags in their hands, proudly displaying the bundles of rice bills inside, others comparing scissor hands to the camera, and others pointing to the mouth of the bag with their index fingers.

Seven or eight men of different ethnicities and ages laughed like children, and their white teeth and green rice knives contrasted with each other.

"Huh? Well? ”

Song Ya also seemed to be infected by their smiles, grabbing the white beard on Old Mike's chin and pulling it lightly, "Ole ole ole ola......" sang and danced.

Old Mike had nothing to say, rolled his eyes and silently avoided it.

"Ms. Sloane, it's just in time! This time, I will not tolerate any more concessions, compromise again, or engage in any exchange of interests! Motura must be ruined! ”

Ms. Sloane, who had come from the set to meet, had just entered the door, and he was shouting with high spirits.

"It's still too early to get evidence that could link Motura to the driver who caused the accident."

Sloane had also hurried a long way, and in a rare sign of fatigue, he put down his bag and sat down on the couch with a yawn.

Song Ya bent down and waved at her, "No! No, no! This time Harley and Amy and I almost died, you know? It's only because of my thought that I can be lucky to stand here and talk to you! I don't want a lengthy investigation and years of litigation, I want you to go to Capitol Hill as soon as possible and meet my politician friends! ”

"They are not available, they are all running campaigns, and the counting of votes will start tomorrow, and the results will be announced the day after tomorrow." Sloan said.

"Then two days, three days, I'll only wait three days, I want Motura to die......"

"Be quiet!"

Sloan interrupted his gnashing of teeth, "Don't bring the characters in the network back to reality, okay?" ”

"Uh, I'm sorry."

Speaking of the Internet, Song Ya pulled out the chair in front of the computer, and Ma Li logged into the account, "Ahem." "Clear your throat, move your neck and fingers, and start typing.

'Just got an update on the Los Angeles Police Force! Thank you to the officers for their hard work! The efficiency is fantastic! I can't wait to see all the criminals involved brought to justice! ’

"Sent it?" When he finished writing, he asked Sloane.

"Yes." Sloane glanced at it and nodded.

Clicking send, Song Ya reminded Old Mike again, "Don't let Motura out of sight." ”

"That doesn't make sense, does it?"

Old Mike was still struggling with his misjudgment, "If that driver is a professional killer who can fool me to my face, how can he be stupid enough to hide the payment in the toilet tank at home?" ”

"Wait for the press conference from the Los Angeles police in the morning, and when it's time to go to work (I almost forgot to mention it, the whole text of this book ignores the time zone difference within the United States), Hollywood's district attorney Gilgahity will call us in advance."

Sloan glanced at his watch, "It's early. ”

"We're going to guard against the last madness of Motula." Old Mike said.

"I'm not going anywhere this month, it's all up to you, Mike."

As the most popular star and investor in the football stunner project, and with many fewer scenes than the big heroine Mira, the crew concentrated all their scenes in November, and all the other actors had to cooperate with this plan, even if it would lead to unnecessary overruns due to the separate filming of the same scene.

Song Ya made up her mind and went down to the house, "The most important thing is to keep an eye on the group performance, I remember that there are a few scenes where a lot of people will be used, the security workload is very large, and you will also work very hard Mike." ”

"It's fine. Uh, the Los Angeles thing...... I'm sorry, kid. Old Mac suddenly apologized very formally.

"I don't blame you, count me in."

Song Ya smiled at him, "I shouldn't have insisted on driving out, maybe I was found by the Motura people on the road carrying Harley and Amy, so the truck driver hit the wrong person the next morning." ”

"Well, that's all it takes, no way, Beverly Hills is very green, maybe the stalker is hiding behind a tree somewhere down the road."

Old Mac said: "Motura knows your character very well and is ...... to women Ahem, Amy's new film premieres, you're definitely going to Los Angeles. ”

"Look, doesn't that make sense?"

Song Ya chatted with him, and refreshed the webpage casually, there were only a few more replies behind the text he just posted, no way, even if he claimed to be assassinated, the people who ate melons were far less than the previous ones who tore Oprah, the most obvious feeling is that the America music website has become smoother, and it has not been down again.

In addition, it is still early in the morning, and it is another general election......

And it seems that speaking too often? The BBS forum layout is easy to make people lose the interest in chasing posts, and eating melons will also be aesthetically fatigued.

'APLUS, WHO DID YOU VOTE FOR?' ’

The latest reply is still talking about something else.

'The current Commander, of course!' Didn't say it, he has done a good job in the economy in the past four years! High growth, low inflation, the stock market is also very good, I like him a lot! ’

Crackle in a few seconds to reply.

In fact, I didn't go back to Chicago to vote at all, as a star who already has a bit of social influence, it is better to publicly express support than anything else, and I believe that the current president also has a lot of this vote.

'Tommy Motula! ’

'MJ is still putting this rotten guy in charge of the record, it's time to stop trusting him!' ’

Continue to shout in the air.

"Don't do that." Sloan pressed his hand that was about to click the left mouse button, "Don't take MJ with you just yet." She said.

"Mimi has been relieved of Motula's co-manager rights, it's time to force MJ to take a stand, and if he loses MJ's manager, he is a toothless tiger." Song Ya said.

"It's easy to get obscured by the focus, such as the battle between you and MJ." Sloan said.

"Okay."

Song Ya stupidly deleted the words that had just been typed out, "MJ has his person by his side, that lawyer, Aaron Bruegman." It was Aaron Bruggmann who revealed my private conversation with MJ to him and Sony, where is MJ now? I've got this going on, and he's supposed to be as vigilant as Mimi. ”

"Uh......"

Sloan will not follow up on this kind of unrelated entertainment industry corners, and Mike Sr. doesn't know, in order to minimize the target, he will not bring too many entourages except for bodyguards during this time, such as Taraghi, who is more familiar with related matters.

"Do it yourself." Song Yanian opened the MSNBC news website to check, "He just finished a concert in Mumbai, maybe he has already left for Thailand, and then ......"

Song Ya found out the schedule of MJ's historical tour tours, which are about two to four days apart, and they are also long-distance tours to Asian countries, and they will have to travel at high intensity until the beginning of next year.

Based on my own experience, I can imagine that he himself will have a very hard time.

"Don't post yet, let me squint for a while." Sloan went to get a blanket and lay down on the hotel couch.

"Oh."

Song Ya refreshed the webpage again, and there were more replies, and there was a very glaring one, saying, 'Think about your own reasons, APLUS, if you don't treat 2PAC like that.' ’

Hehe, looking for someone to guide public opinion? Want to frame the car accident, is the Blood Gang taking revenge for killing 2PAC or what? If it's really a good plan, it's no wonder that a black driver was deliberately hired to act as a killer.

I had been prepared, but after glancing at Sloane curled up on the sofa, I still suppressed the desire to hit the keyboard to fight back.

As soon as it was time to go to work, his personal cell phone began to ring non-stop, and Sloan woke up.

The first thing to do is to solve the problem of being assassinated by black people, especially black people in Los Angeles.

The driver was involved in a gang when he was young, and the small gang in Los Angeles must be able to have a relationship with a national gang like the Blood Gang, as long as it is dug up, there must be, after the driver's name, home address and other private information are exposed, the media with ulterior motives can easily attach it to the Blood Gang in revenge for 2PAC.

And why should the Blood Gang take revenge? Of course, because he was the culprit behind the murder of 2PAC.

He didn't answer the calls one by one personally, he threw them all to Sloan, and he called David Geffen himself.

"Mr. Geffen, I need a posthumous piece from 2PAC in the Death Row Record Vault, yes, I think Interscope Records President Irving should know that song exists, diss mine."

A+ Records was bought half of the shares by Geffen Records at a low price, of course, in order to let them help elsewhere, in 80 when David Geffen was helping John Lennon out of the last album before being assassinated, Ai Owen was still a miscellaneous brother in the Geffen record studio, in the Universal Department, David Geffen is worth nearly two billion this year, and Ai Owen may be less than 100 million, David Geffen should be able to command him.

The two sides have a common interest, and they want to get rid of the pot, and Interscope Records must put the pot for killing 2PAC on Sugnat's head in order to compete with Death Row Records.

"I'll ask, wait a minute."

David Geffen hung up the phone to investigate, "You need that song?" Want to do it? He asked when he called back again.

"Let's release the first posthumous single for 2PAC, and release it underground." Song Ya took the initiative to invite scolding.

There was silence for a few minutes, and it should have been David Geffen holding the microphone and discussing with someone, "2PAC's ugly APLUS, the previous song To Live and Die In. caused Drew's reputation on the West Coast to plummet, are you really okay?" ”

"Can you let me know all the lyrics in advance?" Song Ya asked.

"No problem, I'll send you a Hotmail email."

After Hotmail provided free space, the number of users has quickly increased to millions, and more and more people from 'outside the circle' have started to use it.

“OK。”

When the new email came, David Geffen asked with a smile, "Al Owen asked how you knew about the existence of this song, did 2PAC's mother tell you?" Mighty kid. ”

It seems that Al Owen is by his side.

Song Ya is not good at betraying the Quincy Jones father and daughter, and at this moment, Interscope Records must have taken the very valuable 2PAC legacy very closely, and the 2PAC mother never seemed to ask her son to sing, so it was probably that she was testing herself.

So he excused himself with the preconceived and unverifiable statement: "2PAC told me on the phone before his death, Mr. Geffen. ”

"Haha, I see."

The email was received, Song Ya opened it, 2PAC scolding does have a set, what 'the sissy who will only cry and go home to complain to his mother' and the like, the straight man of steel directly used the word 'Gay', and the same is true when scolding Drey's sissy.

Maybe the accompaniment tape also sampled Lori Jr.'s own songs before, because the lyrics contain: 'My little henchman, how did you mess with it?' Wipe away your tears and get up, there are a hundred knives here, go and bring some delicious food, you don't need to look for money......'

2PAC then sings 'Don't look, don't look!' The tone is probably very cheap.

Song Ya calmed down after reading all the lyrics, don't get angry, let's not be angry with two dead people.

"Do we need to cut some of them?"

David Geffen asked.

"No, I respect the integrity of 2PAC's posthumous work." Song Ya replied.

In any case, as long as I can get rid of it, the entire lyrics will definitely prove that there is no more enmity between 2PAC and himself to kill each other, 2PAC has hung up, and if there are obvious missing traces of editing in his posthumous tape, it will give conspiracy theorists the truth.

"Okay, I'll hype it up with the accidental leakage of the clip first, and then release the single disc." David Geffen said: "It depends on the timing, but it should be launched soon. ”

"No problem."

With that out of the way, Sloan took his phone and connected to Prosecutor Gilgashiti.

The other party was very careful during the call, most of them asked themselves about some details of the incident, and only vaguely indicated that in addition to the 60,000 dollars in cash, the prosecution had not found other key evidence, and the driver himself did not let go during the interrogation, and the truckers' union in California sent him a lawyer from the union, and he will probably be released on bail soon.

"After that, we will immediately launch a larger-scale investigation, and we will find out, don't worry, APLUS." Gilgahiti said.

"Truckers' Union!?"

Song Ya came to the rescue, "Mafia, Italians, Motura, very complete chain!" You're a veteran prosecutor, Mr. Gahiti, they're showing their feet, I think you've got a count in your mind, right? Is that right? ”

"Haha, maybe."

Gilgahiti laughed and coped with two calls and hung up the phone.

“Yes！”

His guess was all in the middle, Song Ya put down the phone and waved his fist excitedly, and posted in Sloan's company.

“APLUS？”

Old Michael pushed the door open, and Donovan appeared in the doorway.

"How did you come with me? So fast? "Song Ya is very strange.

"I was on a night flight." Donovan replied, "Talk alone?" ”

"Okay."