Hollywood Road

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"Be careful when answering questions."

Sitting behind a desk in an LAPD office, Murphy was still thinking about the admonition from a previous lawyer's phone call, "Be careful of the language traps in the police's words."

When leaving the TV station, Murphy unexpectedly met the police. He took the initiative to agree to help the other party, and then came to the Los Angeles County Sheriff's Department.

The current situation is completely in Murphy's imagination, and he is not at all panic to come to assist the investigation, not to mention that he is fully prepared.

After waiting for a while, the door was pushed open from the outside, and two police detectives, a man and a woman whom Murphy knew, walked in. They put down their folders and pens, and sat across the table, both of whom didn't look very good. Good-looking, like preparing to interrogate a prisoner.

Murphy was calm enough that his lawyer was on his way, and the reporter from Channel 6 Carla Firth who had been waiting for the news was outside the police station.

After all, he's just a freelance journalist who shoots news videos, not a criminal who breaks the law.

"Your rights have been read out to you before." The male detective spoke first, "And you came here voluntarily, right?"

"That's right." Murphy nodded lightly, "Exactly."

"You also know this is going to be videotaped?"

Hearing this, Murphy looked at the camera on the opposite corner, and said in a deliberately joking tone, "Of course! I saw that camera, and it was shot at a wide angle."

The male detective seemed to be stimulated by this, stopped his hand that opened the document, changed into a posture of sitting upright, and said, "Why did you show up at Beverly Hills and Mores Pizza tonight? You also called the police? "

He looked Murphy in the eyes, as if trying to see through.

"I'm a freelance journalist and my main work locations are in Santa Monica, West Hollywood and Beverly Hills."

The other party's eyes twitched obviously. What Murphy said were basic facts. He knew that if he wanted to pass the test, most of what he said had to be true and could stand the test, "I'm going out of the city center tonight, first I went to the West Hollywood area, and when I was waiting for news in a middle-class neighborhood there, I suddenly found a car on the side of the road, and someone was staring at me."

Murphy seemed to be stating the facts, "At the beginning, I didn't pay much attention, but after driving around the middle-class neighborhood for a while, I found that the car and the person suddenly caught up with me, and I felt something was wrong. Get rid of them."

The two detectives were expressionless.

"When I was about to leave the community, I saw the car from a long distance." Murphy's tone was calm, "I was curious about why the other party was following me, so I followed from a distance, not too far out, the car There's another guy on the outskirts of Beverly Hills, and they look familiar to me, but I can't remember where I've seen them."

The female detective glanced at the male detective, and saw the same suspicion as herself in the other's eyes.

"My driving skills are not very good, and in order to avoid being discovered, I have been far away from them. When I entered Ronald Avenue, I lost them." Murphy always added a sentence on the basis of most of the truth. Lie, "Although I'm curious why the car was following me before, but I still have work to do, so I plan to give up pursuing the truth."

He coughed lightly, "Unexpectedly, I was walking straight along Ronald Avenue and saw the car again at the intersection of Seventh Street, and the two people just got out of the car and entered the pizza shop."

"You confirmed that they are the murderers?" the male detective asked.

"No, no, I just think the body shape is a bit similar." Murphy shook his head first, then added, "But when one of them entered the restaurant, I saw the gun under his clothes, and I confirmed it was them. !"

The female detective suddenly spoke,

"You said before that you didn't see their faces clearly."

"I really can't see their faces," Murphy said, spreading out his hands, "I can't see in the dark, but I can write down a person's body shape, make judgments based on body shape and walking style, plus their With... a gun!"

Murphy shrugged, "I'm sure you all know that many people can judge a person by their body shape and gait, so I took out my phone and immediately called the police."

A bit of sarcasm appeared on the male police detective's face, "This is your story?"

"It's a fact!" Murphy said unquestionably, "That's why I took the initiative to come here to report the situation to you!"

He added, "I guess those two people may have seen the news video I shot, tracked me down, and were going to do something to me."

Murphy sat here, honestly like a newborn child.

"It's wonderful." The male police detective made no secret of the sarcasm on his face, "Do you want to know what I think about this?"

"Of course," Murphy said, nodding, "please say it."

"I think you concealed the news. I think you saw the two men who committed the crime on Beale Road." The male detective stood up and said condescendingly, "You also saw the car, and then hid it and didn't report it. You get the footage you want to shoot."

He stared at Murphy, "Is that so?"

"It's a wonderful story, but unfortunately it's not true." Murphy did not shy away from looking at the male police detective, "I am a responsible Los Angeles citizen and would not do such a thing. It is also against my profession. Morality."

The male detective leaned over, "You are equivalent to murder!"

"You have a colleague seriously injured, I understand why you think so, but it is not true." Murphy is still very calm, "I did not do this, and my work ethic does not allow me to do such a wrong thing."

"Don't try to deceive me." The male police detective was a little excited.

"I never intended to deceive you." Murphy looked at him. "You know what I say is true."

"I think your words are all lies!" The male police detective put his hands on the table and leaned over to press Murphy with momentum, "You liar who will do anything to achieve your goals!"

Murphy looked at him without blinking.

The male detective said again, "You photographed these and sold them all!"

"What I do is journalists." Murphy said of course, "This is my duty, my duty tells me not to ignore this kind of news, let alone let the public miss this kind of news, they have the right to know the news."

"You..." The male police detective raised a hand, "We will make you pay..."

The female detective hurriedly pulled him, and the male detective looked at the camera behind him subconsciously, and swallowed half of the unspoken words back into his stomach.

Murphy was still sitting very calmly across from them.

The two police detectives were not fools either. They knew that they had encountered a formidable opponent. This man was thoughtful, stable, and very difficult to deal with.

On top of that, they couldn't produce any evidence that the other was lying.

In Los Angeles, there are surveillance videos on many major roads, and the video and pictures they can retrieve show the driving route of the black Ford car, which exactly matches what the guy on the opposite side said.

Fox TV Channel 6 is staring at the police station. If there is no evidence, they can't take too much action. The reporters of Channel 6 are outside the police station, and they wish they would do something excessive.

It didn't take long for Murphy's lawyer Robert to arrive at the police station. Murphy, as a person who came to assist in the investigation, did not take much effort to complete the formalities with the police. When the sky was completely bright, Murphy had already His lawyer walked out of the police station with integrity.

"Thank you, Robert."

In the parking lot in front of the police station, Murphy shook hands with Robert and said goodbye, "This incident made me realize the importance of a professional like you. As a witness, I almost suffered unfair treatment by the police."

"I will protest to the police." Robert shook hands with Murphy and reminded, "If there is any trouble later, remember to call me as soon as possible."

Murphy nodded slightly, "I will."

In order to avoid the tragedy of his predecessor, Murphy did not hesitate to spend a lot of money to hire a well-known lawyer like Robert after he had a stable income.

If you want to live a relatively stable and decent life in this country, having your own lawyer is essential.

Just after getting into his car, Murphy's cell phone rang. He didn't even look at it, and picked it up directly, "Hello, this is Murphy Stanton."

"Murphy, it's me, Carla." There was a slightly tired female voice on the opposite side, "How is it, are the police embarrassing you?"

"A little bit," Murphy replied calmly, "but it's all settled by me."

Perhaps the videos provided in the past two days have actually increased the ratings. Cara on the other end of the phone rarely showed concern, "Don't let down your guard, especially recently, don't do anything that makes the police feel sensitive."

Murphy nodded, "I know, it's too late for me to hide from them now."

So many things have happened in the past two days, Murphy is very clear that he must be on the blacklist of the Los Angeles police. The other party has no evidence in this matter, and there is nothing to do with him, but if they catch the pain, they will inevitably have new accounts and old accounts. Count together.

Hanging up the phone with Kara, Murphy went over the recent events to confirm that there was no omission, and then started the car and left the parking lot.

In the eyes of many people, doing so is definitely not worth it, but Murphy has no regrets at all. The process of any capital gathering is never smooth sailing, and is always full of hardships. A little guy like him who has almost no sense of existence wants to get A lot of start-up capital must use some extraordinary means.

Besides, this is America, not the other side of the Pacific where he was born and raised.

Murphy has never been a universal saint.

Back home, Murphy did not rest, but endured exhaustion and sleepiness, went to the bank first, and exchanged a check for $30,000 and a $100,000 into his bank account.

With the money in his hand, Murphy also knew that he still had to deal with the tax bureau. He had already offended the LAPDs, but he didn't want to provoke the tax bureau that was more difficult to deal with.

This matter can be handed over to a lawyer, and the tax season is still far away, so don’t worry for the time being.

In addition to these, Murphy met with lawyer Robert several times in the next few days, and asked the other party to ask the Los Angeles Police Department for a reward of $100,000.

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