"This is the second time you've gotten headlines this week. ￠￡"

Sitting in the cabin in the restaurant, Kara put down the knife and fork in her hand, "I really don't know what to say."

Murphy swallowed his last bite of food, picked up a napkin and wiped his mouth, and said, "I have been studying the scene recently. When the scene is good, it will not only attract the audience's attention, but also allow the eyes to stay for a long time, allowing the person being photographed to blend with the outdoor scene."

These are not only available for current work, but also useful places if you can enter Hollywood.

Kara was somewhat surprised, "You are a very motivated young man."

"You're too old to say, right?" Murphy laughed. "You're only twenty-six years old this year, and you're only twenty years old."

Women like to listen to such compliments, and Kara is no exception, but after this period of contact, she knew that the other side was a young man with a strong purpose and a very complicated mind. She frowned slightly and asked deliberately, "You speak so well, are you trying to pursue me?"

"Do you think we're right?" Murphy asked back.

Carla looked at him, but didn't say anything, as if she wanted to see through the real purpose of Murphy's invitation to her.

"You are capable, beautiful, sexy..." Murphy's eyes swept over Kara's tall and delicate figure. "When wearing professional clothes, you have a very attractive temperament and are a very good one-night stand."

Without waiting for Kara to react, he said, "If you are willing to have a relationship with me that is beyond friendship and not related to love, I will welcome you with both hands. If you are a girlfriend, just forget it. Few men can tolerate your working hours."

"Murphy," Kara asked instead, "Tell me, what is your purpose in finding me? Isn't it just for these boring jokes?"

"I think this news should continue to be tracked," Murphy thought for a while, and simply said, "The news has been aired, and the police will come to me soon. There are some places I need your cooperation."

For the sake of ratings, Kara will not give up this news. "As long as there is no court ban, the police station will have no way to deal with the TV station, I will continue to chase after you."

Murphy nodded. Only when the TV station is willing to continue digging, will his subsequent actions be more valuable, otherwise he will lose a lot of money.

"You are looking for me for this?" Kara was a little surprised that she would not let go of this news anyway.

"Yes, I just want to get confirmation from you in person." Murphy picked up the water cup and took a sip, and said slowly, "I'm afraid that you can't stand the pressure from the police like the Long Beach serial murder case two years ago."

"I am not the same as before,"

She was too young at that time, far more weaker than she is now in adhering to journalistic ethics. Kara asked in surprise, "How did you know about this?"

"There is a thing called the Internet." Murphy raised his finger and clicked her from a distance. "There are several emerging search websites, as long as you enter your name, some things you have done will appear, and you don't even need a name. You can find all the license plate number or social welfare number, your contact information, and detailed addresses."

In this era, the Internet in North America developed much faster than the other side of the Pacific. Even Murphy himself discovered that he could not view the Internet industry in North America from the perspective of the other side of the Pacific in this era.

The only thing that made Murphy happy about so much suffering in North America was that the fluency of information was far exceeding the same level of the other side during the same period.

Carla said with a sarcastic look, "I didn't expect you to use the Internet."

"Of course! I learned a lot through the Internet." Murphy said half-true, "I just learned a business marketing course."

Kara believed Murphy’s words by 80%. The Murphy she saw was a person who knew how to work hard, and such a person was worthy of appreciation.

So, she asked tentatively, "My program team has a position outside the board. Are you interested?"

Such a position has stable income and corresponding benefits, which are the careers that many people want. Cara recognizes Murphy's work ability, so she puts out an olive branch.

"No!" Murphy shook his head directly, "I won't stay in the news circle for too long, and I don't want to turn our relationship from a collaborator to a superior or subordinate."

"You want to change careers?"

After hearing Cara's question, Murphy nodded solemnly, but said nothing more. Based on his current position, he said that becoming a Hollywood celebrity was just a joke.

Leaving the restaurant, Murphy said goodbye to Cara, forced himself to drive towards downtown Los Angeles, and his mind was still filtering everything that happened last night to the present. This was undoubtedly the best opportunity for him to make his first pot of gold. As long as he had enough start-up capital, his movie plan could be implemented.

Like everyone else, the first step and the first pot of gold are always the most difficult.

Murphy remembered again the preliminary plan formulated last night. If the police acted in a consistent manner, the chances of gaining opportunities were infinite, and they could control the development of the incident as a leader, and to make an inappropriate analogy, he would be the director of the whole scene!

Thinking of this, Murphy's spirit was boosted. This was indeed a good opportunity to be a director, and the directing might also be a real and hot drama!

He will be the director and photographer, while the police and two black murderers are the starring...

After returning home, I took a simple wash and put down my thoughts for a while, Murphy fell asleep. However, it was not long before she was awakened by the aggressive knock on the door.

"Hold on!"

He picked up a towel and wiped his face briefly, looked through the cat's eyes, and then opened the door. Outside the door were two middle-aged white men.

The man among them glanced at him and asked, "Are you Murphy Stanton?"

Seeing Murphy nodding, he took out the police badge and ID and introduced himself, "I am Detective Collins of the Los Angeles Police Department, this is Detective Sarah."

"Please come in."

Murphy gave the two people to the sofa in the room, and after they sat down, he asked, "Do you need coffee?"

"No."

These two people are obviously mainly middle-aged men. He waved his hand and cut straight to the topic, "You went to Bill Road in Santa Monica Valley last night, right?"

"Yes."

With Murphy's affirmative answer, the middle-aged man stood up and walked to the hand camera placed on the table, "Did you take a shot in the house?"

Murphy had expected the police to come over and nodded happily, "Yes, I took it."

"You entered someone else's house and took pictures of everything," the male detective turned back, held Murphy's arms and said sternly, "You even took pictures of the body of the victim, which was before the police arrived!"

Before coming here, if a policeman showed such an attitude, Murphy would be panicked, but the training over the past year has been enough to keep him calm and calm enough.

“The doors of the estate and the house are open.”

The truth is indeed the case. Murphy's words are true and false. "I passed by Bill Road and heard gunshots inside. I wanted to go in and see if I could help."

"You are going to the crime scene!" The male detective stared at him.

After learning that someone broke into the residence in advance, the police also suspected that it might be the murderer, but it quickly rejected it.

Although there is no road surveillance in the residential area, the video retrieved from the main road of the valley shows that when the victim called the police, the guy opposite was still driving towards Beverly Hills.

"I didn't know it was a crime scene at the beginning." Murphy stretched out his arms and spread his hands. "I think someone is in trouble. As a Los Angeles citizen who is law-abiding and professional and enthusiastic, I think I should go over and take a look, maybe it can help people in trouble."

The male detective's eyes became sharper and sharper, "You took the scene and sold it to the TV station."

"I am a very professional person, engaged in professional news video collection." Murphy said for granted, "This is my job."

Apart from breaking into a private residence, Murphy did not do anything too much, and the people in the residence were dead, who would hold this accountable?

Murphy knew that the two detectives were bluffing and were not afraid of them, not to mention that he had expected this situation and made sufficient preparations.

The female detective stood up and walked to the male detective, patted him on the back gently, and asked in a softer tone, "Mr. Stanton, have you seen any special situation?"

In the words of the other side of the ocean, this is a typical example of a sing of a sing of a sing of a sing of a sing of a sing of a sing of a sing of a sing of a sing of a sing of a sing of a sing of a sing of a sing of a sing of a sing of a sing of a sing of a sing of a sing of a sing of

"Yes!" Murphy nodded.

The eyes of the two detectives lit up at the same time.

"What's the situation?" The female police detective had a better attitude.

"Two men drove away in a car." Murphy made a thought, "it should be two black people."

The detective asked, "Did you see them?"

"It's just a hazy appearance. It was very dark at that time, and I was afraid to get close." Murphy thought hard, "The car is a black or other dark sedan. The two black men are tall and should have bald heads."

“Can you still be more specific?”

People with such appearance conditions can find at least hundreds of thousands in Los Angeles, "such as height, appearance, tattoos, scars."

"I'm sorry." Murphy said helplessly, "It's too dark, they're too dark. It's unrealistic to see a black man clearly under such light conditions."

The two police detectives were also helpless. It was really difficult to see the black man's appearance clearly on a night with poor light.

But they didn't give up, and the male detective asked again, "Didn't you take these photos?"

Murphy shook his head without hesitation, "No, I started shooting since I entered the door."

Seeing that there was no more useful things, the female detective said, "We need a video you took."

"No problem." Murphy said after taking them into the studio, copying a copy from his laptop and handing it to two detectives. "If I could think of something of value, I would contact the police."

Although he had a certain skepticism, Murphy's active cooperation attitude still dispelled some of the doubts of the two detectives. After they got the video, they quickly said goodbye and left here.

Close the door, Murphy returned to the workshop, sat in front of his laptop, checking the latest news on this. In the afternoon, the police finally announced a heavyweight reward.
Chapter completed!