The Wolf of Los Angeles.

Chapter 42: A dozen more eyes
Santa Monica, Third Street Parking Lot.

The black Mondeo stopped not far from the west entrance. Hawke picked up the special correspondent card for Midnight Entertainment, hung it around his neck, and checked the handheld camera for the last time.

After making sure the equipment was in good condition, he waited patiently.

A few minutes later, a call came to his backup phone, and Cole's voice came from the receiver: "Are you here? Please wait, we will go over and do the transaction immediately, at most in five minutes. My car is a champagne-colored Cadillac."

Hawke was very smart and pretended to be another member of the gang. "The risk is too great now. The quantity you want is too large. The LAPD and DEA are constantly trying to find us. I must see Donny and let him come alone to trade with us."

In the moving Cadillac, Fatty Cole looked at Donny helplessly: "They are too rude and don't know the rules..."

Donnie heard the voice coming from the phone. Now he only wanted those things and didn't care about anything else. He waved his hand and said, "It's a small matter. It's not like I haven't bought them myself before."

Cole said into the phone again: "No problem."

After he hung up the phone, Donny searched for the black bag in the armrest box. He was high and not only did he not feel reluctant, but he was also very excited. He picked up the black bag containing cash and said, "Don't you think this is exciting? I will definitely play a similar role in the future. Now is a chance to experience life in advance!"

When they arrived at the parking lot, Cole turned the Cadillac into the parking lot.

After waiting for a while, Hawke also drove into the parking lot. He had checked the area in advance and chose another parallel road, following the Cadillac not too far away.

After the Cadillac turned into the parking space, Hawke observed it briefly, chose a suitable location, and parked the car in an empty parking space.

He lowered the window slightly and aimed the camera at the front and side.

In the Cadillac, Robert Downey Jr. opened the passenger door and was about to get out when Cole stopped him: "They specifically asked you to go alone. I'm worried they might do something bad to you."

"They want money." Downey said nonchalantly, "Don't forget who I am. I'm the famous Robert Downey Jr. How dare they mess with me?"

Cole acted like a driver, wearing a pair of white gloves. He took out the Glock 26 from the door storage compartment and handed it to Donnie: "Take it with you, just in case."

Donny took it, put it in his windbreaker pocket, got out of the car and walked towards an SUV across the driveway.

Because he had just had an accident before coming here, he walked a little unsteadily.

A Mexican man wearing sunglasses got out of the SUV over there. When he saw Donny, he felt relieved and wondered, "Why did this guy come to trade in person?"

But now that people have come, there is no way he can refuse such a big deal.

Hawke's camera followed Downey closely and also turned to that side.

Donny handed the bag in his hand to the Mexican, who opened it and pulled out some at random, looking them carefully against the sunlight to make sure there were no problems.

He retrieved another bag from the car and thrust it at Donnie.

Donnie opened the bag, looked at the quantity, picked out some with his fingers, put it to his nose and smelled it, then nodded.

The Mexican said, "Call me if you need me."

Donnie waved his hand and staggered back.

The Mexican spat on the ground and cursed in a low voice: "How can these drug addicts enjoy such a good life!"

"Get in the car, let's go." Another Mexican in the driver's seat called out, "Now it's time for us to enjoy life."

In the Cadillac, Cole was very disappointed that Donny returned safely without any accidents. The traffickers didn't even check whether he had a gun.

Donnie opened the passenger door, got in the car, threw the black bag on the armrest, and said, "Let's go, let's go home and have fun together!"

Cole licked his lips and decided to follow the man's lead: "Why don't you try the new stuff first?"

Hearing this, Downey was happier than getting paid $1000 million: "Good idea."

Cole got some out for him.

Donnie invited: "Come together."

Cole was tempted by the money and held back: "I still want to drive you."

Donnie nodded and said no more.

Cole stopped the car and waited for a while.

On the other side, Hawke's camera turned to the rear license plate of the Cadillac.

The protagonist of the videos he shot is one and only Robert Downey Jr.

Even when faced with an established fact, the photographer can still easily control what is produced.

These contrasting media are just small matters.

After all, every picture and every line of text that appears in the news are carefully designed and have a preset stance from the beginning.

A sudden crashing sound came from the Cadillac, and Robert Downey Jr. banged his head against the headrest of the seat like a wild horse. He danced with joy and cursed: "Deborah, that bitch, I'm going to kill her! I must kill her!"

Cole quickly comforted him: "Don't be like this, she can't take your property, we will find a way to deal with her."

Donny suddenly burst into tears, crying for a while, laughing for a while, like a crazy person.

But he kept yelling, "I'm going to kill this bitch! I'm going to kill this bitch!"

Cole started the car, drove out of the parking lot, turned onto Santa Monica Boulevard, and drove east.

Hawke temporarily turned off the camera in his hand, fixed it on a temporary bracket installed on the passenger seat, and drove after them.

After leaving the parking lot, he took out his cell phone and dialed Edward's number: "Call the police now, champagne-colored Cadillac sedan, license plate number is..."

After the call, Hawke drove for a while, changed the battery in the camera, and restarted it to shoot the rear of the Cadillac.

On the side of Santa Monica Boulevard, in an inconspicuous public telephone booth, Edward put away his mobile phone, picked up the phone and dialed 911, pinching his throat and said: "I want to call the police. A car is carrying a large amount of drugs, and the driver is driving under the influence of drugs. The location is Santa Monica Boulevard..."

After the application was processed, Edward hung up the phone and immediately left the area.

The staff at the reception center followed the procedures and searched the vehicle by license plate number. They found that the owner, Robert Downey Jr., had been arrested for carrying and concealing drugs, and immediately notified the patrol police.

Two LAPD patrol cars rushed over to look for the vehicle in question.

The Cadillac had already stopped on the roadside near McDonald's. Cole unbuckled his seat belt and said to Donny in the passenger seat, "I'm going to buy your favorite burger. You wait here for me. It may take a little while."

Robert Downey Jr. nodded casually. He was flying in the sky, and before his eyes flashed a crowd of Deborahs, all of whom came to share his property.

He kept muttering, "I'm going to kill this bitch, I'm going to kill this bitch..."

Cole ran to McDonald's, entered through the front door, and came out through the back door, and got into the car that had been prepared in advance. He wanted to rush back to Brentwood to make a fortune and run away.

Hawke parked his car about ten meters behind the Cadillac, picked up the camera and continued filming.

With police lights flashing, an LAPD patrol car drove over and stopped in front of the Mondeo. Two patrol officers, a man and a woman, got out of the car.

The brown-haired policeman walked in front and headed towards the driver's seat.

The tall young female patrol officer lagged behind slightly and walked onto the sidewalk towards the passenger seat.

Hawke quickly got out of the car and followed behind with a camera.

The male police officer passed by the rear of the Cadillac, put one hand on his gun, touched the taillight with the other hand, and shouted, "LAPD, please get out of the car and be inspected."

Only then did he realize that there was no one in the driver's seat, and a middle-aged man in the passenger seat kept banging his headrest and saying something.

On the armrest box, there was a black bag with white powder scattered around it.

This situation is not uncommon. It is obvious that the drug addict has gone crazy and is very dangerous. The male police officer immediately pulled out his pistol and warned loudly: "LAPD, temporary inspection! Sir, let me see your hands and get out of the car immediately! Please get out of the car immediately and accept inspection!"

The female patrol officer was also alert. She pulled out her black Glock pistol, hung it beside her long legs, turned on the safety, and stared at the passenger door with her sharp eyes.

Donny heard it, and with the little bit of rationality he had left, he raised his hand, pushed open the passenger door, and staggered out of the car.

The female patrol officer then warned: "LAPD, put your hands up and lie on the car!"

This clear female voice sounded particularly harsh to Tony. When he looked up, he found that Deborah opposite him was holding a gun in her hand.

The drug addict did it twice in one day, and his head was full of shit. The so-called stimulation from Deborah made the last bit of his rationality occupied by shit.

Donny's words, which had been muttering to himself, became louder and louder, and he yelled at the female patrol officer, "I'm going to kill you, you bitch! I'm going to kill you, you bitch..."

His swaying body caused his windbreaker to swing, and the heaviest pocket on one side hit his hand.

A strange collision felt like that. Downey, who was furious and frantic, reached out and pulled out a Glock 26, and at the same time, he kept saying, "I'm going to kill you, you bitch!"

"Drop the gun!" the female patrol officer warned, pointing the Glock pistol at Downey and her finger on the trigger.

"I'm going to kill you, you bitch!" The drug addict was completely irrational and raised his hand with the gun.

bang bang bang-

The sound of gunfire continued.

The female patrol officer was well-trained and pulled the trigger, emptying the magazine.

Donny became more cautious and fell to the ground with a thud.

(End of this chapter)