America gains both fame and fortune

Chapter 53 Coke Lucky Star

The sun rose and the temperature gradually increased. The actors in the temporary makeup area waited for a long time and became anxious.

Ward looked toward the studio: "Can she do it?"

Adam Smith unbuttoned two buttons of his shirt and said, "She is an ambitious person."

Someone nearby shouted, "Ice Coke is coming!"

Big Head, who delivered drinks every day, pushed a cart over and placed brand new cans of Coke on the table.

The extras all went to get Coke.

Ward brought over two cans and gave one to Adam Smith, who opened it and took a big sip, feeling extremely refreshed.

Big Head reminded: "Don't litter, put the cans back to where they belong after you finish drinking."

The extras were used to this guy taking away the bottles and cans every time.

After drinking the Coke, put the can back.

Robert put on his gloves and put them in the net bag.

Ward and Adam Smith walked over, put the can down and left.

Robert collected the other cans first, then took out a new net bag and carefully put away these two.

He pushed the cart back and went behind a car.

Bruce was leaning against the car and asked, "Did you get it?"

Robert handed over two cans: "What are you going to do?"

Bruce said, "Don't worry, I'm a civilized person."

Robert nodded: "Don't implicate me."

Bruce pointed to a makeup trailer and said, "Martin is about to enter the studio, go ahead." He encouraged Robert, "Don't worry, I'll cover you from behind. There are dozens of brothers outside the studio, and they will rush in as soon as I call them."

Robert went to the food truck, brought new Coke, picked up an empty can, and followed Martin into the studio from a distance.

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The crew started filming. Martin had his last scene of the day, so he left the lounge and entered the set.

There was an empty can on the small round table next to his chair.

Just like the previous few days, Rosa enthusiastically helped Martin pack up useless things, took away the cans, and walked towards the outside of the set.

Robert, carrying a net bag and wearing gloves, was picking up garbage in the rest area. He took out his mobile phone and dialed a number. When the phone rang, he hung up.

The shoot went smoothly, but after a few minutes, Martin returned to the rest area.

Robert came up behind him and whispered, "She took it."

Martin was curious: "Whose is that?"

Robert said, "Some extra."

Martin asked again: "She didn't do anything else?"

"No." Robert kept staring. "Only the cans were taken."

Martin exclaimed: "Man, you are my lucky coke star."

Robert muttered, "When I'm with you, luck falls on you, and I'm the one who's unlucky."

Martin smiled: "Don't worry, people can't be unlucky forever."

On the other side, Rosa came out of the studio and saw Adam Smith. She handed him the can in a paper bag and said, "Don't forget your promise."

"Wait for good news." Adam Smith left quickly and met Ward in a secluded place.

The latter put on gloves, carefully opened the top of the can, and stuffed the plastic bag inside: "All the good stuff we brought, give it to him!"

Adam Smith laughed: "He was caught red-handed, and there was his biological sample on the packaging. I can only imagine what happened to him."

Ward packed up and headed for the parking lot.

Adam Smith deliberately kept a long distance from him, looking around as he walked.

Bruce had a full view of the situation from a car in the parking lot, and frowned, "How can Martin, that piece of stinking shit, be a civilized person after entering this industry?"

He realized something was wrong: “Stinky shit is a perfect match for this stinking industry!”

Not long after, the two men came out of the parking lot and returned to the set to work.

Bruce walked around the parking lot, made sure no one was watching, and quickly entered the parking lot. He took out his cell phone and called Robert and Andrew respectively, asking the latter about Adam Smith's car.

The rest was easy for him, a man who had worked as a scavenger.

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Work finished for the day, Martin exited the makeup trailer and headed for the parking lot.

He called Bruce again: "Old Bruce, what's the situation now?" Bruce had been watching the parking lot to prevent any accidents, and said: "No problem."

Martin said, "I am a civilized man, a good citizen of Atlanta, and a recipient of the Freedom Society's Special Certificate of Honor. I will never allow evil to happen before my eyes. Old Bull, you must report them. We are irreconcilable with evil!"

Bruce wanted to raise his middle finger, but the person was not in front of him: "I have already reported it. Provide accurate clues immediately." He looked at the tag and small camera sent by Robert and asked, "Why do you let me dress up as a reporter?"

Martin, for his part, said, "I don't trust the son of a bitch."

Bruce asked, "You don't have a gun?"

Martin said, “No.”

"Then cooperate with that son of a bitch. As long as you stop the car, I will come over immediately." Bruce said the truth: "You are not black, nor Mexican. If you don't do anything excessive, the son of a bitch will not use a gun."

Martin got into the Ford: "If I were a damned black man, I'd never do that."

Bruce said, "They're following you."

The Ford drove out of the parking lot, followed by a black Mercedes SUV.

Inside the car, Ward had just finished a phone call: "I called 911. It's a large can of cargo. This is a great achievement. The nearby patrol officers will definitely come over. They can find a hundred legal reasons to deal with people who have no money and power."

Adam Smith asked: "One incident is enough to finish him off."

Ward nodded: "The Freedom Society would never want to get involved in such a mess."

Bruce followed the Mercedes SUV, found a number in the address book, and dialed: "Lynch, the clue I told you before has been confirmed."

"I applied for an emergency search warrant. If you don't have one, I'll kill you."

"I won't die even if you die." Bruce said briefly, "These two idiots are carrying a large amount of cargo. It seems to be some new cargo. They are probably not your DEA informants."

Lynch didn’t dwell on the so-called “DEA informant” and asked, “You won’t hurt me?”

Bruce said: "We fought the British together, and I took all the blame."

Lynch asked, "Where?"

Bruce answered and hung up the phone.

The three cars were mixed in the traffic and headed northwest. Not long after, an APD patrol car came from behind with its lights flashing, and flashed its lights behind the Ford, demanding that it stop.

Martin was very cooperative and stopped the car immediately.

At the same time, Bruce stepped on the accelerator, overtook the Mercedes SUV, stopped behind the patrol car, turned on the camera, got out of the car and ran forward.

Two APD officers got out of the patrol car. One of them touched the rear of the Ford, put his hand on the holster, and used dangerous driving as an excuse to loudly demand that Martin get out of the car for inspection.

Martin complied fully with APD's instructions and exited the vehicle with his hands raised.

An APD checked and determined that Martin had no weapons, and another spotted Bruce, pointed at him and yelled, "What do you do?"

Bruce picked up the badge on his chest: "Reporter, I have the right to take pictures!"

It is not uncommon for reporters to follow the APD and take pictures. The two APDs have restrained themselves since the car owner is not Blackie.

One of them held Martin in check while the other searched the car.

The Mercedes SUV was parked behind Bruce's car, and Ward and Adam Smith could see it clearly.

Adam Smith was not very happy and said calmly: "It's a very simple thing, it's easy to do."

Ward said, "Can he afford the expensive bail?"

Adam Smith pointed. "See? There are reporters. It will be on the news soon. There is no way Gray & Co. will take the risk of using him."

Ward was curious: “The reporter showed up so quickly, who called him?
Adam Smith also found it strange.

At this moment, three black Chevrolet SUVs came on the road. The three cars turned almost at the same time, blocking the Mercedes-Benz SUV from the front, back and sides.

The door of the Chevrolet opened, and strong men in DEA uniforms quickly got out of the car, pointing their shotguns and automatic rifles at Ward and Adam Smith in the car.

"DEA! Let me see your hands!"

With more than a dozen black gun muzzles pointing at them, Ward and Adam Smith didn't even dare to move.

The DEA showed a search warrant and took simple and rough actions, opening the car door and forcibly pulling the two people out of the car.

Adam Smith thought there must be a misunderstanding and quickly explained: "You are mistaken, right? We are not..."

Before he could finish his words, a strong man turned his shotgun around and hit him on the shoulder with the butt of the gun.

Adam Smith fell to the ground with a thud, and before he could get up, the strong man knelt on him.

Ward put his head in his hands and squatted down obediently.

The reason why the strong man had no scruples was because his companions who were searching the car gave him a thumbs up.

The DEA found what they were looking for.

Justice will be served and evil will be punished.

(End of this chapter)