American fame and fortune

The stretcher was carried out, and the ambulances roared away.

The two seriously injured criminals were also carried out of the basketball court.

One suffered a bloody head and the other was shot unconscious.

Bratton, the top leader of the LAPD at the scene, who was also the director at the time, looked solemn. Such a serious vicious case happened again in Los Angeles.

A superintendent came quickly.

"What about the casualties?" Bratton asked.

"No one was injured." The police superintendent quickly reported the situation on the scene: "One criminal was killed by SWAT, and the other two were seriously injured and suspected to be subdued by Hollywood movie star Martin Davis. Among the victims, more than ten people have been confirmed dead. There are also more than a dozen people seriously injured, mainly the basketball team members and staff of Burbank Middle School."

Bratton cursed two curse words in his heart, and said: "Collect on-site surveillance video, comfort the injured, contact family members, try not to let them talk nonsense, and take notes for people who are emotionally stable. I want to know what happened in the arena. .”

This case is bound to cause a sensation in the United States.

A number of policewomen came and contacted the cheerleaders to learn more about the situation.

Everyone's words point to one point: Martin Davis!

It was Martin Davis who saved them, risking his life to subdue the gunman.

The LAPD only got a video of SWAT rushing in on Helen's DV, but got the filming cassette in the cameraman's video camera.

Bratton watched the video with several police supervisors. The video was not long, less than ten minutes, but it clearly recorded that Martin Davis' manager noticed something unusual. The scene of the head.

"A model of self-help," said a superintendent.

Another female police superintendent answered: "Without Martin Davis, none of those dozen girls would have survived."

The video is very intuitive. The thieves are already red-eyed, rushing into the store and shooting indiscriminately. If Martin Davis hadn't acted recklessly, everyone hiding in the store would have been shot dead.

The death of more than a dozen young girls in the prime of life has much more negative impact than the killing of the same number of men.

Superintendent McLean, who specializes in public relations, said: "Martin Davis is a hero. He saved Los Angeles from a super massacre."

Everyone knew very well that if there were more dead, the pressure they would face would be infinitely greater.

Those who can study in this top private middle school come from wealthy and middle-class families at worst.

"The follow-up public opinion is a problem." Bratton was already considering the social impact before the dead body was cold.

Being able to sit in his position is often more like a politician when thinking about issues: "We must guide the direction of public opinion."

"I think Martin Davis is the key," McClain said.

Bratton took the initiative and said: "I haven't let him contact outsiders for the time being, let's go meet him together."

McLean and Bratton went to Martin together.

LAPD is very face-saving, and specially found two beautiful policewomen in their twenties to chat with Martin and Bruce.

Martin chatted with them without saying a word. He was not surprised to see Bratton and McLean. He knew that LAPD would take the initiative to talk to him.

McClain glanced at Helen, the reporter, and took the initiative to shake hands with Martin. He introduced himself first, then introduced Bratton, and said, "Find a place to chat alone."

Martin nodded: "Yes."

The three walked towards the open space together.

Bratton spoke first: "On behalf of the police, I would like to express my gratitude to you, Martin, you stopped a vicious case from developing in a more cruel direction."

Martin told the truth: "Actually, I am also afraid of fear, and I also want to protect myself."

Bratton added: "I watched a video. You are very brave. At the most appropriate time and in the most appropriate way, you knocked down the vicious gangster."

Martin specifically asked: "My shot is a bit heavy, will there be no trouble?"

"Trouble? How is it possible!" With so many witnesses at the scene, Bratton knew that the matter would inevitably spread, and emphasized: "You are a hero in Los Angeles! I will write a special report on this matter and submit it to the mayor's office and City Council!"

Martin understood very well, stopped and said, "Actually, I also want to express my gratitude to LAPD."

Bratton and McLean stopped, wondering for a moment what Martin was going to do.

Martin said very seriously: "Brother and I, my manager, were trapped in the corridor by gangsters with automatic weapons. It was the LAPD who rushed in and rescued us in time. As far as I am concerned, the LAPD is the hero. .”

McLean froze for a moment. The director had just finished laying the groundwork, and he, the person in charge of Guan Gong, hadn't spoken yet. Not only did he raise his hands in surrender, but he also shouted that we are a family.

This man is too good!

After doing such a heroic feat, shouldn't he be rebellious and arrogant?

Bratton reacted super quickly and said, "This is the responsibility of the LAPD, Martin, on behalf of all the police officers of the LAPD, I invite you to visit the police headquarters."

Martin is especially on the road: "I will definitely come to the door to express my thanks!"

Today's matter, which belongs to him, can't escape. While he benefits, he has a good relationship with LAPD, the largest gang in Los Angeles. There is no harm.

Bratton shook hands with Martin vigorously: "LAPD never treats friends badly."

McLean said, "What about the details?"

Martin said, "I'll call my agent, and you can talk to him about this kind of thing."

McLean nodded: "Yes."

Martin took out his cell phone and went to make a call.

"What do you think?" Bratton asked.

"A very smart and sensible young man." McLean tried his best to remain objective so as not to affect his boss's judgment: "He will definitely become the hero of this city, and we will also push behind him to attract the attention of the public and public opinion with his deeds. Pay attention, reduce our pressure."

Bratton nodded: "Yes, since he is willing to cooperate, our work will be much less troublesome. Also, you can get rid of the Warner TV reporter."

McClain said, "Leave it to me."

Martin came back from the phone call, said a few words, and returned to the car.

The police still have a lot of aftermath to deal with.

Especially public opinion.

On the car side, many cheerleading girls and their parents came.

As soon as Blake Lively saw Martin, he rushed over, hugged him tightly, tears wet his eyelashes, groped his hands up and down to make sure Martin was not injured, and said with a sob: "You're fine, you're fine, that's great! You went out to rescue Lao Bu with a gun, you scared me to death..."

Martin patted her on the back lightly, comforting: "It's all over, we're safe and sound."

A middle-aged man came behind Blake.

Martin tried to let go of Black, but Black held on to him, still groping up and down, as if to make sure he was unharmed.

Ernie Lively: "Blake!"

Only then did Black let go of Martin, took two steps back, and introduced, "This is my father."

Martin shook his hand. "Mr. Lively."

Ernie shook hands with him solemnly: "You saved my daughter and my family, thank you."

Martin said, "You're welcome, Blake and I are friends."

Ernie took out his personal business card and handed it to Martin: "You should have heard of me, if you need it, just call me."

Martin exchanged business cards with him, and Ernie left with his daughter.

Blake turned his head three times a step, his eyes were full of stars.

There is no way, a girl of seventeen or eighteen, how can she bear this kind of person and this kind of thing.

Leonardo and Jack, etc., have been thrown into the back of Blake's mind, and her idol is only Martin.

Then, Judith and her parents, as well as girls and family members whose names Martin could not name, came to thank Martin one by one.

Martin gained the goodwill and favor of a large wave of people.

No matter Burbank Middle School or Hall Middle School in North Hollywood, they are all the top private middle schools in California. Students who can study in such schools do not have ordinary families.

Martin knew very well that these favors could be used at least once.

"Sister, Martin is there." Elizabeth led a woman half a head shorter than her by her left and right hands. "Without Martin, I would probably be lying in the ambulance."

Ashley and Mary also expressed their gratitude to Martin.

Elizabeth came, but threw herself into Martin's arms and began to cry.

With an innocent look on his face, Martin opened his arms to signal that he had done nothing.

Mary was about to step forward, but was held back by Ashley: "Let her cry, just go back to sleep after crying."

"Sorry." Mary pointed to Elizabeth: "She was too much frightened."

Bruce, a bad guy, sat in the back of an ambulance, watching the show with great interest, and the more he watched it, the more exciting it became.

He swept his eyes over the Olsen sisters, then shook his head. These two ribs were hunchbacked, obviously not Martin's favorite.

"I'm definitely not to blame for what happened to Kohler!" Bruce found sufficient reasons and excuses for his rottenness: "It's all Martin's fault, it's this rotten person who infected and taught me!"

Elizabeth is leaving with her sisters.

Martin persuaded, "Go back early and have a good rest."

Elizabeth asked, "When are you going to Louise's?"

Martin said, "I'll contact you when I go."

"I'll find you then." Elizabeth was taken away by her sisters.

Martin came to Old Bu, took the water he handed him, unscrewed it, took a sip, and saw Thomas.

The agent hurried over.

He was accompanied by someone who surprised Martin.

Wearing black-rimmed glasses and business attire, Louise walked over quickly, looked at Martin slightly, and said casually, "It's fine."

Martin deliberately showed the wound on his hand that was smeared with iodophor: "I'm hurt!"

Thomas said beside him, "You're going to scare me to death!"

Martin said it was business: "After I told you, you negotiate with the LAPD on matters of public opinion. Go ahead."

Toolman Thomas hurried to work.

Martin looked at Louise and smiled at her.

Louise said: "Why, I will come by accident? Don't forget, you haven't paid off the formula you owe me!" She snorted coldly: "If you don't pay off the debt, you want to die? How can it be so cheap. "

The second is later