American Scandal King

Chapter 111: Accomplishment of the Girls

dusk.

Outside Los Angeles.

Alec Calder was in his room, staring at the beautiful woman's head in front of him.

He stroked the face that hadn't yet rotted, his eyes full of affection: "You won't leave me now, baby."

"I think a better way would be to cut off your own head and bury it with her." A leisurely voice came from behind.

Alec Calder turned around in horror and saw Ian standing behind him, smiling at him.

"Ian Carr?" Alec Calder called out. "How did you get in?"

He was like a ghost, appearing in his own house like a ghost, making him feel scared.

"Unlocking, that's not difficult." Ian spread his hands and smiled.

He looked at the beautiful woman's head and said, "So this was a murder of passion? The story isn't very good, but the scene where you left the head behind is nice. I like that part."

He pointed at the camera in his hand and said, "It's not good news if it doesn't have some perverted content."

"Die!" Alec Calder picked up the knife and rushed towards Ian.

Ian chuckled and threw a punch.

He was holding a hammer in his hand, but it was invisible. At this moment, he swung the hammer and hit the opponent's wrist. Alec Calder's wrist was broken by the hammer, and he screamed in pain.

The next moment, Ian kicked Alec Caulder, and he broke through the door and flew out. At the same time, the silk thread pulled the invisible hammer, hitting him hard in the chest, breaking two of his ribs.

Looking up, Alec Calder saw pairs of long, beautiful legs.

Looking up, he saw five beautiful girls, each holding an iron rod. Not far away was Halle Berry, who was holding a small gun and watching the scene nervously.

Helen excitedly said, "You damn bastard!"

Then she raised the iron rod and smashed it on the other person's head.

Alec Calder still wanted to resist, but his broken ribs made him completely powerless. The iron rods fell like raindrops, and Alec Calder screamed: "No! No! Ian Carr, what have you done to me?"

"Don't call me by my name, man. I'm just a recorder." Ian worked diligently with his camera. "Teach him a lesson, darlings. Don't worry about his counterattack. This is destined to be your battle of fame."

Bang bang bang!

A wild smash came down.

Although the girls were not very strong, the iron rods still caused great damage to the murderer. The guy was covered in blood and soon died.

At this time, Ian finally spoke: "Alright, babies, if we keep fighting, he'll really die. We need a survivor! You need to be heroines, not murderers!"

Helen Berry put down the iron rod in her hand and looked at Ian excitedly: "We caught a villain, we have to be heroes, right Ian?"

Ian smiled: "Yes, you are going to be famous."

He said as he looked at Halle Berry, who silently withdrew the pistol and put it in her bag.

She smiled. “I’m beginning to understand why you’re the best reporter in America. You’re so good at making news.”

"Just an appetizer," Ian replied.

He waved his hand and said, "Come on, darlings, it's photo time. Do you want to join us, Mrs. Bennett? My photography skills are pretty good. I promise to take beautiful photos of you... a cruel beauty with blood flying everywhere!"

Halle Berry raised her brows slightly. She wanted to refuse, but she really couldn't resist the temptation of becoming a heroine. It would also bring huge benefits to her.

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"The Dandy Building murderer was apprehended, and his captors were five little girls and Halle Berry."

"The murderer brushed past the police and gave them no more than a glance as he left."

"Los Angeles' rising star missed a golden opportunity to catch the murderer!"

"The case is suspected to be a murder of passion."

Home.

Ian drank his morning coffee and read the contents of today's pioneer newspaper with relish.

His eyes stopped at a large photo of five girls and Halle Berry, with a murderer beaten into a pig's head at their feet.

Ian's mouth showed a satisfied expression.

The incident happened yesterday afternoon, the suspect was arrested at night, and it was the headline of the newspaper this morning. Incidentally, WND also started releasing the video of the murderer beheading the victim.

This news originally did not have many explosive points, but it became different because it involved celebrities, and the key is that there are many special elements.

One is a video of a criminal being beheaded, but unfortunately it has to be blurred.

One is a video of a police officer brushing shoulders with a criminal.

In the end, five girls who were almost abducted and a big star worked together to catch the criminal.

A combination of factors made this news story incredibly valuable. With WND's help, the case instantly became a hot headline of the day, and even the Los Angeles Herald and Times saw record sales.

Especially the video of the criminal beheading, which makes people's scalps tingle. Although it is mosaiced, there are still many people who privately request the unedited version.

The comment section of WND News Network was in an uproar.

"Butterfly again! He always gets good news and even visits the scene himself."

"Idiot, the filming was in the building across the street. That's not called being there in person."

"But this is such a coincidence. That guy didn't even draw the curtains when he killed someone."

"Why were so many girls caught?"

"Because they might be in the hotel too."

"Oh my god, are you saying Butterfly checked into a room with those girls?"

"That's very possible. After all, it was Butterfly who reported on them when they were rescued."

"Fuck, that guy has AIDS!"

"No, he can't touch Jessica, she's mine!"

"I like Cressy, especially her long legs and freckles, she's so cute."

"I like Helen. She has such a beautiful complexion."

"I like Barbara. I like her face, which is as red as a ripe apple."

"No one likes Amanda? She's so cute."

"Fuck! She's still just a child!!!"

"And Halle Berry, why don't you mention her?"

"Because she is older and these are younger."

"But she's still beautiful. I don't mind her age."

"She won't care if you don't mind, haha!"

The comments section suddenly changed direction: "Damn butterflies!"

Ian was also amused: "I'm sorry, Phil, but it's okay. This will help to distance myself from the matter."

No one believed that Jessica and the others would have a relationship with Leso, so in this respect, Leso took the blame for everything.

Someone has to carry the burden.

Kate and Scarlett called.

Kate: "You really are good at creating heroines."

Scarlett: "You slept with them, didn't you? Ian, I'm jealous."

Ian had to patiently coax the two babies until Lena called.

She yelled on the other end of the phone: "Remember, I'm the one you love the most, Ian!"

Ugh!
Jealous women are terrible, Gaskell, control your wife.

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Several girls left temporarily and needed to contact their families.

Kate and Scarlett were both busy and had little free time, so Ian went back to Elk Street to accompany his mother today.

Early in the morning, Mrs. Carr called downstairs: "Ian, come down for breakfast."

"Got it, Mom," Ian replied, shutting down the computer and folding the newspaper.

When he went down to the living room, Mrs. Carl had already prepared millet porridge, fried eggs, pickled mustard and a small piece of fermented bean curd for him.

This is right!

"Thank you, Mom." Ian said with satisfaction as he picked up the porridge.

Mrs. Carl sat down opposite Ian and looked at her son with admiration and kindness in her eyes. "You've done a great job, Ian, even better than your father. He would be very pleased if he knew that you have done such a great job with the Pioneer after he left you."

Ian laughed and said, "Don't say that, Mom. I'd be proud."

Mrs. Karl touched her son's cheek with joy.

The phone rang and Ian looked. It was Catherine calling.

He took it with a smile: "This is Ian Carr, Officer Brown, what can I do for you?"

(End of this chapter)