America gains both fame and fortune

Chapter 231 It’s really hard for a man to protect himself
"After investigation by the FBI, the identities of the three people can be confirmed."

Sitting on the sofa, Neves said something that couldn't be more true: "Alex, White, and Albert are not only of Russian descent, but also have remittances from Russia in their personal secret accounts. We have enough evidence to prove that the three are spies who have infiltrated the American media industry."

He glanced at Martin, and seeing that Martin did not show any reaction, he continued, "When the three were in action, they were noticed by Martin, who promptly alerted the FBI. With Martin's assistance, the FBI captured the three spies in one fell swoop."

Cohen, an aide, praised: "Mr. Davis, following the Burbank High School incident, you have once again demonstrated your fearless courage and guts, telling the American people what a patriot and the American spirit are."

Martin nodded to Cohen and Neves. "The FBI acted quickly and effectively, and protected my safety. I will thank them publicly."

Neves smiled and said, "You're welcome, Mr. Davis. This is the job of the FBI."

Martin then asked, "I want to know the current situation of the three spies and the possible outcome of their trial."

"During the operation, they resisted violently, and the FBI had to take strong measures to control the situation." Neves said roughly: "Alex had a broken eyebrow, Albert had a dislocated cervical vertebra, and White had a broken nose. They will be sent to Guantanamo Bay prison later."

Tom couldn't help but look at Martin. Without an agent or professional public relations advice, this young Hollywood star could make such a decisive decision. It was really impressive.

Mockridge then said, "Mr. Davis, I sincerely apologize for the trouble caused to you by the temporary staff of the newspaper. The News of the World will issue a solemn statement of thanks in the subsequent report. Thank you for helping the newspaper to eliminate the tumor."

He further promised: “I can guarantee that as long as I work at the News of the World, your coverage in this newspaper will be entirely positive.”

Cohen and Neves stopped talking at this point, and it was up to Martin and Mockridge to reach an agreement.

"Actually, I'm very interested in your newspaper." Martin put forward his conditions: "I used to want to be a writer, but my talent was average, and the articles I submitted always received no response."

Mockridge didn't understand what Martin meant for a moment and didn't speak rashly.

Martin added: "I will be writing for the News of the World for the next ten weekends."

Mockridge nodded: "Okay."

Martin said, "There should be a fee for each article, right? I won't ask for much, $20 for each article."

Mockridge wanted to resolve the matter quickly, but did not reject it completely: "We are short of time, and we can only take out two weekends at most."

"It doesn't matter." Writing requires talent, and Martin knew he was the worst of the worst in this area, so he said, "I only need a very small space."

After a while of discussion, the two sides soon reached an agreement. Mockridge invited Martin to write 10 articles on behalf of the News of the World, with a remuneration of US$12 per article. The remuneration would be paid in advance in one lump sum and in full after the contract was signed.

Bruce then reached an agreement with the Hilton Hotel, which gave Martin a one-time mental compensation of $40.

Several parties reached an agreement quickly.

The White House and the FBI simultaneously sent press releases to the media. The News of the World will also publicly apologize and thank Martin in its next issue and publish an invitation for articles.

As for the three Russian spies, few people care about what happened to them after entering Guantanamo Bay prison.

Finally, the room returned to silence.

Bruce asked the hotel to deliver dinner.

Martin took a bottle of water and threw it to Bruce, then he picked up another bottle and took a sip, saying, "It's been a long day."

Bruce said, "I was worried that you might lose your mind and fight to the death with the News."

"Throwing an egg against a rock? I won't do that." Martin turned and asked, "Old Bull, do you think the News of the World will restrain itself because of what happened today? Those three people are definitely not isolated cases."

Bruce thought about Mockridge and said, "No."

"We can't afford to offend them right now, especially since News Corporation is behind them." Martin glanced at Bruce and said, "Don't look at me like that. We are just two scumbags. If we really go head-to-head, we might commit suicide one day."

Bruce said: "The power of an individual is too small in front of the capital group."

Martin agreed: "So, we can only wait and find the right opportunity in the future. The News of the World's actions will inevitably provoke other forces. If a force of similar strength attacks them, their bad deeds will be exposed sooner or later."

Bruce was not afraid of waiting and said, "I hope there will be such a day."

On July 7, while other Washington newspapers were focusing on reporting the Independence Day celebrations and the awarding of the Presidential Medal of Freedom, several newspapers close to the authorities, such as The Washington News, disclosed an important news.

"Martin Davis discovered three spies, and the FBI captured them in one fell swoop!"

The news reported in a rather vague tone that Martin discovered three reporters who had infiltrated the media circle at the Hilton Hotel and urgently contacted the FBI, which took strong action and arrested the three spies.

Although it is not clear where the spy comes from, the words point to a polar bear.

The spokesperson also mentioned this matter at the White House's regular press conference that morning.

"The spy was discovered by Martin Davis?"

"Yes, Martin found the clues and notified the Secret Service. The Secret Service reported to the President, and the President personally issued the order!"

"May I ask what areas the spies are targeting?"

"It involves state secrets, no comment!"

Later, the FBI also confirmed the news.

For a time, Martin's fame and influence soared again.

.........Burbank, Los Angeles.

Blake, who had just finished his jeans promotion tour, slept in, washed up and went downstairs, only to find that his brother Eric was the only one left at home.

She went to the dining room and got a sandwich, eating it while she went to the door to get the newspaper and sat on the couch next to Eric.

Eric glanced at Blake and said, "Looking for news about Martin again? Don't you get tired of reading it every day?"

Blake picked up a newspaper and said, "Martin is my idol! I can't get enough of him in my lifetime." She flipped through the newspaper and exclaimed, "Martin caught three spies!"

"Spy?" Eric didn't believe it. "You must be joking."

Blake quickly read the news and threw it to Eric: "See what a real male god is."

Eric picked it up and read it carefully. The more he read, the more surprised he was. When he looked at the newspaper again, it was not a sensational tabloid.

Blake took the remote control, turned on the TV, changed a few channels, and when he came to CNN, he saw the relevant news: "Don't disbelieve it, look, Martin is being interviewed by CNN!"

On the TV screen, Martin said casually: "It was a coincidence that I was able to find them. It was mainly because my bodyguard noticed something unusual, and the FBI acted quickly and effectively..."

Eric grinned: "He's so lucky!"

"Luck?" Blake was unhappy: "You think this is luck? My brother, if you think this is all luck, please go to a gunman to save people and find a few spies."

Eric was speechless. He still remembered how he was pressed on the beach and rubbed, unable to even resist.

Blake looked at Martin on TV with stars in his eyes: "I really want to go to Washington to find Martin. I can't wait to meet him."

Eric couldn't stand it: "Nympho!"

Blake didn't bother to pay attention to him and ran upstairs to get his cell phone to call Martin.

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In Washington, Martin finished the interview and prepared to go back to his room upstairs to pack up and leave in the afternoon.

He felt confident in Atlanta, after all, that was where he made his fortune.

Los Angeles is not bad, at least I can make it in.

The water in this crappy place called Washington is too deep.

To use a phrase from Martin's previous life, if you bump into anyone on the road, that person might be a congressman or a senior government official.

"Want to chat for a few minutes?" Someone suddenly stopped in front of us.

Martin knew Kate, a female reporter from the Washington News, and nodded and said, "Why are you here?"

Kate invited Martin to the lounge area and said, "I always feel that something is wrong with today's news, so I came to find you, the person involved."

Martin said vaguely: "I don't know a lot of things. I have said everything I can say. As for what I cannot say, I have signed a confidentiality agreement with the FBI."

Kate had a keen sense of smell and felt that there was something wrong with the spy news, but she couldn't figure out what the problem was. This was more painful than killing her: "Just tell me, okay? I promise not to tell anyone else."

If the reporter's words were to be believed, what Xiaobu said was truer than 24K gold. Martin still shook his head: "Nothing special."

Kate looked around and lowered her voice: "If you promise to tell me, I will accompany you upstairs now. You can do whatever you want. I will accompany you to the end."

Martin thought, it's so damn hard for a man to protect himself outside! There are always female fairies setting traps to trick people.

He stood up and prepared to leave.

Kate said, "I'm serious."

Martin said casually: "Everything you can know has been published."

Kate didn't believe it at all.

Martin left the lounge and took the elevator back upstairs. He hoped that the female reporter would not be stupid. It would be so bad to become a missing person or something like that at such a young age.

Bruce was packing his luggage in his room. When he saw Martin coming back, he said, "Why don't you buy some souvenirs?"

"No, whatever's in Washington can be bought in Los Angeles." Martin joked, "I remember there are still some pendants left."

Bruce said: "I sent a message to the hunting company in Queensland, and they will send a new batch to Los Angeles in a while."

Martin helped to pack up and said, "We have to go to Australia sometime to hunt more saltwater crocodiles and buffaloes. I feel a little ashamed that the things we sent out were not worthy of their reputation."

Bruce scoffed.

In the afternoon, the two left the Hilton Hotel and returned to Los Angeles smoothly.

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