America gains both fame and fortune

Chapter 601 People are missing
After making sure there was no one behind them, the three business cars drove into a manor. According to the initial agreement, all the people's mobile phones and other electronic products were placed in the safe and taken out when leaving.

There are three villas in the manor. Martin chose the one on the east side and went there with Marina, Natalia, Svetlana and Sasha Ruth.

Although the Cold War is over, a more intense struggle between the United States and Russia has just begun.

Conflicts do not only occur in the Middle East and other places, and there are more than just proxy wars.

And there's a fierce battle tonight.

An indescribable battle took place between the scumbag representing America and the slutty girl representing Russia.

In the end, the bald eagle defeated the polar bear.

At nine o'clock in the morning, Martin woke up from the tangle of arms and legs and found that there were only four people left in the room, missing Marina.

He went to the bathroom to wash up, and without paying attention to the three people who were still unconscious due to excessive physical exertion, he put on his clothes and left the room.

There were faint noises coming from the kitchen.

Martin turned around and stood in front of the marble table, looking at the woman who was making breakfast.

All the food and clothes here were prepared in advance by Leonardo.

Marina wore a set of women's casual clothes that highlighted her figure, showing her hips and legs were straight and she had a great figure.

Martin sighed secretly, when Maomei was young, she seemed to be blessed by Venus, her figure and appearance were really great.

Marina seemed to have noticed something. She turned around and saw Martin. She put down her work, stood on tiptoe and kissed his face. She said, "You must be hungry after consuming a lot last night. Breakfast will be ready soon."

Martin patted his stomach and said, "I am a little hungry indeed."

Marina continued to work and asked, "Are the three of them still awake?"

"Don't worry about them, let them sleep a little longer." Martin pulled out a chair and sat next to the dining table: "I can't wait to taste your cooking."

Marina brought breakfast and sat opposite Martin. She slid her five white fingers up and down on her right hand and asked, "Did you try my cooking last night?"

The dignified and fresh cook suddenly did this, which gave Martin a strong contrast and stimulation.

Fortunately, he had experienced the sweetness and evil of Elizabeth, the coldness and heat of Charlize, so he was able to sit down and continue eating breakfast instead of "eating" people.

Martin picked up the sandwich, took a bite, savored it carefully, and said, "It tastes very good."

Marina said: "It's mainly because the ingredients here are good. Top-quality ingredients won't taste bad."

Martin said as he ate: "But no matter how good the ingredients are, in the hands of some people, they turn out to be like poison."

"It seems like you've suffered a lot." Marina continued Martin's words and said, "If you like, I can make it for you often in the future."

Martin heard her underlying meaning and said, "You live in St. Petersburg, it's too cold there. I'm used to the sunny and warm Los Angeles."

Marina smiled and said, "I like Los Angeles, too. As an actor, who doesn't want to visit Hollywood?"

Martin finished his sandwich and wiped his hands with a tissue.

Marina took out her business card and slowly pushed it over: "Whenever you want to eat the food I cook, just call me. I will come over no matter how far it is."

Martin held up the business card and said, half-jokingly, "I can't afford you."

"You don't have to pay me." Marina also knew that the foolish behavior of not asking for anything would easily arouse suspicion, so she said, "Martin, can you give me a chance? It doesn't have to be the main character or a supporting role, just a role with a little weight will do."

Leonardo, the organizer of this party, had promised to give each participant a chance.

Marina has carefully studied the relationship between Martin and Leonardo. As best friends and members of the notorious Hollywood trio of assholes, if she took the initiative to bring it up, Martin, a man of brotherhood, would most likely not push the blame onto Leonardo.

Martin put away the business card and said, "I'll have someone call you when the opportunity presents itself."

Marina made a phone call gesture: "I'll be waiting for your call."

She was not too anxious, but moved forward slowly step by step.

Although there is a possibility that there will never be a suitable opportunity, Marina is still confident in her charm.

The two chatted for a while, and the other three came down from upstairs.

Martin is a man of his word. He promised to give Leonardo a chance and would not trouble him. He directly asked for the contact information of the other three people.

Natalia and Sasha Ruth wanted to join the fashion supermodel group, and Martin asked them to call KK or Angela Lindwall to arrange the specific time and place.

Svetlana is now an actress and has no agent in the United States.

Martin asked her to contact Thomas, and it would not be difficult to find a suitable vase supporting role for her through WMA.

Before noon, Bruce drove a car over. Martin said hello to Leonardo and Nicholson, sent the four of them back, and then went back to the hotel to meet up with the crew to prepare for the next stop of the promotional and distribution journey.

Back at the hotel, Martin and Bruce packed their luggage, but Nolan and Emma Thomas sent someone to inform them that they would not leave for the time being.

Martin was very confused and came out to check the situation. He met Ellen Page and asked, "What's going on? The tickets have been booked, why do you want to change them suddenly?"

Ellen Page has been staying in the hotel to learn about the crew's dynamics. She said, "Tom Hardy is missing. He was not here this morning and everyone thought he was out alone. Michael Caine saw that he had not returned an hour ago, so he called him, but his phone was not connected, so he contacted director Nolan." Martin asked as he went to the elevator, "You still haven't contacted him yet?"

Ellen Page followed up and said, "No, his phone has been unreachable. The hotel checked the surveillance and found that Tom Hardy left the hotel yesterday and never came back."

She thought of another person: "Tom Hardy also has a henchman. Michael Caine knows his phone number, but the henchman's phone number can't be reached either."

The two took the elevator downstairs and came to the temporary office and conference room rented by the crew in the hotel.

Emma Thomas and Michael Caine kept talking on the phone.

Nolan paced back and forth anxiously, with a hint of impatience.

Everyone else stayed away, fearing to offend the director.

Martin walked over quickly and asked, "Chris, haven't you found the person yet?"

"No." Nolan pointed to the two people who were on the phone: "We have tried every way to contact Tom Hardy. Not only can we not contact him, his agent can't contact him either."

Martin was curious: "How can such a big living person lose contact for no reason?"

Nolan is British. Although his way of thinking is different from that of traditional British people, there are some common aspects: "The security in Paris is too bad, there are robbers everywhere, and I am worried that Tom Hardy has encountered criminals."

Martin nodded and asked, "Did you call the police?"

Nolan said: "I called the police, but the Paris police haven't come yet."

The hotel's security director knocked on the door and came straight to Nolan, saying, "We have interviewed several staff members who were on duty last night, and we can now confirm that Tom Hardy left the hotel yesterday afternoon. He drove a silver-gray Citroen out of the parking lot with a British man named Rogers."

Hearing the silver-gray Citroën, Martin thought of the car from last night.

Nolan asked, "Do you have a license plate number?"

The security chief reported a license plate number.

Martin only remembered the license plate number last night at that time, but after a whole night of trouble, he couldn't remember it clearly. He glanced at Bruce behind him.

Bruce blinked rapidly.

Martin realized that this was the car that had followed them last night.

The people sent by the Paris Police Department arrived at this time, and Nolan and the hotel security director went to receive them.

Seeing that there was no one around, Martin asked, "Tom Hardy followed us, so he must have bad intentions. Did you take action on that car?"

"No." Bruce was sure of this: "We got rid of that car when we came out of the parking lot."

The two of them temporarily left the meeting room and found a place where no one was around to talk.

"Why did they disappear?" Martin couldn't figure it out: "Did they really encounter robbers?"

Bruce said: "The bodyguard saw their car enter the parking lot, but he did not go in. Instead, he turned back and followed us."

Martin said softly, "The places we passed yesterday were all areas with very good public security in Paris. According to common sense, even if we encounter robbery, the robbers only want money. If they want your life, it will become a major case, which is completely different in nature."

Bruce added: "Tom Hardy is still an actor with a certain degree of fame."

Martin added: "He follows us and is a threat to the party..."

He took out his cell phone and called Leonardo and Nicholson, mentioning a few things vaguely, but the two had no idea about the matter.

Bruce pondered and said, "According to what you said, Tom Hardy threatens the party. If someone doesn't want him to disrupt the party, will they get rid of him in advance?"

Martin remembered something: "I told you about the silver-gray Citroen sedan in the car."

At this point, an absurd but possible idea suddenly occurred to him, and he immediately looked at Bruce.

Bruce thought of the same thing.

The two looked at each other.

This is so fucked!

Martin scratched his head and said in an uncertain tone: "There really wasn't a swallow on that car yesterday?"

Bruce also found it absurd, and spread his hands and said, "It can't be a crow."

Once this thought comes into being, it is difficult to stop.

Martin had too many people to deal with, and he was already suffering from paranoia. The more he thought about it, the more likely it was, so he asked, "Old Bu, among those women last night, who do you think is more likely to be Yan Zi?"

Bruce shook his head directly: "I have never dealt with Yan Zi before, so I don't know what they are like. I just took a quick look at those people last night and couldn't tell anything."

He reminded: "If it is a strictly trained swallow, it is difficult to identify Anna Chapman who was arrested by the FBI last month. The records released by the FBI show that she was monitored for a full six months and she did not make a single mistake. If the FBI had not set a trap to fish, they would still not have obtained solid evidence."

Martin frowned: "Are there any surveillance cameras on the bus?" He patted his head: "I asked you to turn off all the surveillance cameras."

(End of this chapter)