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"No."

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"Ah, my leg, murder, you are murder, I want to sue you for murder."

Finally stood up the body.

Simon raised his head and felt that the light in front of him was a little red. Hearing the words of the young man under his feet, a thought flashed in his mind: Murder, this crime is very good.

but.

one two three four.

Oh.

There seems to be one missing.

This is not good.

There were footsteps behind him, Simon turned around and chased after him.

The first scream came from the alley, and Matthew Broderick felt something was wrong. He could tell that the scream should belong to his best friend.

immediately.

Second sound.

third tone.

Fourth tone.

Matthew Broderick still felt his hands and feet start to get cold, and some of the original alcoholism had completely disappeared.

It's just that the clearer the mind, the deeper the fear

The movement became louder and louder, and the lights of some nearby residents' homes were also turned on, and there were dogs barking.

Matthew Broderick touched the door and wanted to get out of the car to check.

After all, I couldn't muster up the courage.

Maybe it's just my own illusion.

His eyes were fixed on the entrance of the alley not far away, expecting his buddies to come out of it laughing and laughing as usual.

then.

Sure enough, someone came out.

However, Matthew Broderick saw a terrifying scene that he would never forget for many years.

The figure of Mark Stein with half of his face covered in blood just appeared at the entrance of the alley, as if hit by a truck, he suddenly fell to the ground not far away.

Afterwards, the 'creature' covered in stains that could no longer tell whether it was a human or a ghost followed silently, carrying a baseball bat, silently picked up one of Mark Stein's legs, and dragged Mark Stein back again like a dead dog. Mark Stein dragged into the dark shadows.

A moment later, a similar scream came out again.

grim Reaper.

Such a word flashed through Matthew Broderick's mind.

Before he knew it, his hands and feet began to tremble.

After a moment of brain shutdown, Matthew Broderick suddenly remembered his situation at this time. Worried about being discovered by the other party, he moved to the driver's seat tremblingly, started the car, and fled this place without hesitation, which made him terrified. where the point is.

Chapter 030 It's Useless

Starting from Santa Monica, Los Angeles, drive west along California Highway 20 for more than [-] kilometers, and you will be able to reach Malibu.

The 80s coincided with a peak period for the development of the American real estate industry, and the beautiful Malibu inevitably became the focus of many real estate companies.It was during this period that countless mansions and villas were built successively along the coastline of Malibu, making this small town gradually become a treasured place of geomantic omen gathered by Hollywood superstars and celebrities.

Now, in 1986, though, Malibu isn't even officially recognized as a city in Los Angeles County.The entire Malibu area, from Santa Monica in the east to Ventura in the west, has a total of less than 40 permanent residents on the long 8000-kilometer coastline.

The sharp corner in the center of the Malibu area is the famous Dumei Point Park.On the seaside cliffs on both sides of Cape Dume, there are some of the most luxurious sea view mansions in the Malibu area.

It's past 11 o'clock in the morning, and the lights are still on in a cliff villa on the right side of Cape Dumei Park.

Just back from a party downtown, Janet Johnston took a nice soak and emerged from the bathroom in a skimpy dressing gown.

In the living room, Catherine was still dressed in the shirt and trousers she wore when she attended the party, and she was sitting on the sofa looking through the new shooting budget of "Blood Corpse Night".As the film's investor's financial situation further deteriorated, the film's budget was reduced from $600 million to $500 million. Catherine just got a brand new budget sheet from the producer at the party tonight, and she was looking through it with frowns.

Janet watched Catherine on the sofa straighten her back habitually, with a quiet and restrained air all over her body, she subconsciously stepped lightly.

Like a cat, it moved to Catherine's side. A pair of small paws were about to reach the woman's waist. Catherine turned her head and gave her a helpless look.Janet giggled, without the slightest intention of being discovered as a prank, she sat down next to Catherine in a disfigured manner.

Playing with a strand of Catherine's long hair, Janet said, "Kate, I don't like that guy at all. Don't deal with him anymore, okay?"

Catherine turned a page of the budget sheet in her hand and said, "Jim is a nice person, and besides, we are just ordinary friends."

Janet curled her lips: "You think I'm blind. At the party tonight, ghosts can see that he is courting you. The worst thing is, he has a wife."

Hearing what Janet said, Catherine also paused, her gaze was still on the budget sheet, but her eyes were a little wandering.After a while, the woman said softly, "Jenny, I understand."

Sensing Catherine's sudden depression, Janet's body tilted, tilted again, and lay down unknowingly, but her head rested on Catherine's lap. She blinked and looked at the woman above her, saying: " Kate, in fact, it’s not bad for the two of us to live together like this, we don’t need a man at all.”

Catherine took the budget sheet away, smiled on her face, and said, "Jenny, you're talking nonsense again."

"No." Janet turned her head and put a sticker on Catherine, saying, "I'm officially confessing my love to you. If you don't agree, I will be sad."

Catherine touched Janet's fair face lightly, and said, "If you are sad, go to sleep, and sleep will be fine."

"Woo, you fickle woman, I hate you."

Looking at Janet who was holding her finger like a mouse and biting her, Catherine smiled and said, "Don't you ever think about finding a boyfriend?"

"My request is too high, I can't find it."

Catherine became curious, and said, "I haven't known what you want from a boyfriend, tell me?"

"Well," Janet pondered for a while, and said: "First of all, you must be handsome. Boyfriends who are not good-looking can affect your mood. Secondly, you must be younger than me. It's okay, I don't want to accompany someone Guys grow old together, that's horrible. Again, uh, can't be too normal, better be a little crazier than me. In the movie, one madman must be killed by the protagonist, two madmen can destroy the world. Finally, in order to destroy the world , His talent must be a little bit higher than mine."

Hearing Janet's nonsensical words, the smile on Catherine's face grew stronger, and when she finished speaking, she said, "I seem to know such a person, who is completely tailor-made for you by God."

"Simon Westeros?" Janet rolled her eyes: "Bah, no."

Catherine still smiled and said, "Simon fully meets your four requirements, why not?"

"It's too old, you don't have any vigor at all." Janet drew circles in the air with her slender fingers, and said, "What do you claim to be from a mental hospital? I think it's more like a nursing home. With such a soft temper, I even doubt Has he ever fought since he was a child, I don't want my boyfriend to accommodate me like an elder even though he is younger than me."

Catherine thought about the situation when she got along with Simon, and couldn't help but retort: ​​"Simon is a gentleman, so he has no temper. Besides, isn't this very good? Don't you want your boyfriend to beat you?"

"Of course," Janet nodded, looking hopelessly hopeful, and said, "As long as he really loves me, it's okay to have domestic violence once or twice a month."

Catherine felt a little broken, and retorted without confidence: "People who really love each other will not hurt each other."

Janet immediately said: "No, only two people who have no feelings for each other bother to hurt each other."

"Okay." Catherine was completely defeated, shaking her head and said, "I still don't want to chat with you anymore. If we continue talking, my worldview may be misled by you."

Janet giggled a few times triumphantly, then took Catherine's hand with a serious face, and said, "Kate, I'm serious. Actually, you can do whatever you want when you're single, but if you're married , women should not be too strong, or the result will be very bad. Many times, you are actually too strong. "

Catherine listened carefully, then jokingly pushed Janet, who was still on her lap, and said, "Get up, I don't want to listen to a guy who hasn't even been in a relationship teach me this."

"You're prejudice," Janet suddenly became dissatisfied, and said, "Whoever said that you can't empathize if you haven't been in a relationship, I can't remember this kind of thing."

Catherine looked at Janet's appearance, and suddenly said: "I suddenly understand, no wonder you are so resistant to finding a boyfriend, it turns out there is a shadow."

Even so, Catherine consciously did not ask.

Janet also suddenly became quiet, and fixed her eyes on the expensive crystal chandelier on the ceiling of the living room. The dense light spots cut out by the crystal edges and corners were like memory fragments from the past.

After such a quiet moment, the phone in the living room suddenly rang.

Janet immediately twisted her body and complained: "Well, it's annoying, it's so late, Kate, can we not pick up?"

Catherine hesitated for a moment, nodded, and said, "Okay, anyway, it's more likely to be looking for you."

then.

After persisting for a while, Janet still said, "Okay, okay, bring it here for me."

Catherine smiled and picked up the phone on the coffee table next to her, and handed the receiver to Janet.

However, just after hearing something from the other side, Janet handed the microphone back angrily: "Obviously I'm looking for you."

Catherine was a little puzzled, who would look for her at this time.

He put the phone to his ear, answered, and started talking over there.

Janet, who was a little absent-minded at first, noticed that Catherine's body was gradually tensing up. Realizing something, she sat up immediately and put her ear close.

However, before she had time to hear anything, Catherine said, "Okay, I will rush over as soon as possible, UCLA Medical Center, the one on 15th Street, right... Well, then, goodbye."

After hanging up the phone, Catherine looked at Janet, who had concern and curiosity in her eyes, with a somewhat ambiguous expression, and said, "Simon fought with someone, was caught by the police, and is now in the hospital."

Janet blinked her eyes, then curled her lips in disgust, and said, "It's really useless."

Having said that, Janet hurriedly changed her clothes after watching Catherine get up, and the two women drove together to the UCLA Medical Center in downtown Santa Monica.

Chapter 031 Too Violent

Katherine Bigelow and Janet Johnston hurried to the UCLA Medical Center in downtown Santa Monica, and it was almost twelve o'clock in the morning.Downstairs of the hospital where the emergency area of ​​the medical center is located, several police cars and ambulances are still flashing their lights, and there are also several private cars parked scatteredly beside them.

It was too late to find a suitable parking space, so Catherine also parked the car in an open space downstairs of the hospital, got out of the car with Janet, and walked towards a middle-aged white policeman not far away.

"Hi, officer, we are friends of Simon Westeros," Catherine and Janet walked up to the middle-aged policeman, introduced themselves, and asked eagerly, "How is Simon now?"

When the middle-aged policeman heard Catherine's self-introduction, he looked at the two elegant women in front of him unexpectedly, and said, "I'm Charles Heck, two ladies, come with me first. Also, do you know that Simon Any contact information for the Westeros family?"

Catherine and Janet followed Charles Heck into the hospital building. After hearing the other party's question, Catherine hesitated before saying, "Simon should be an orphan. He has no family."

When Catherine said that, Janet and Charles Heck were taken aback.

Although Simon has disclosed enough information in several contacts, Janet still finds it hard to believe that such an outstanding little boy is an orphan. She always feels that many things Simon said may be just joking.

The middle-aged policeman did not expect this to happen. After thinking for a while, he introduced to the two women while walking: "This is what happened. We received the police. In an alley near Elmhurst Street We found him. According to the situation at the scene, Simon Westeros should have passed there by bicycle and was attacked by five youths. However, when we arrived at the scene, Simon Westeros had passed out. So, ladies, do you know why he biked through there late at night by himself?"

In the phone call not long ago, Catherine only heard a policeman say that she saw her contact information in Simon's address book, and that Simon was sent to the hospital because of a fight.

At this moment, when she heard that Simon was besieged by five youths, Catherine's heart suddenly jumped, but she still patiently explained: "Simon told me that he recently worked in a 24-hour convenience store."

The middle-aged policeman nodded and said, "That makes sense. The 24-hour convenience store will change shifts at eleven o'clock in the morning, and the time is just right."

"So," Catherine asked again: "Mr. Heck, what happened to Simon?"

The middle-aged policeman shook his head and said: "When we arrived at the scene, he was in a very distressed state. However, the doctor is still checking the specific situation."

Janet finally interjected at this moment: "Has the murderer been caught?"

The middle-aged policeman glanced at Janet, nodded, with an obviously weird expression on his face, and said, "Caught them, five of them, none of them escaped."

With that said, the three of them came to the emergency room of the medical center together.

In the lobby of the emergency department, Catherine and Janet looked at the five young men on stretchers who were all wailing with their right legs suspended, and suddenly understood why the middle-aged policeman had that expression just now.

Catherine looked at the situation in front of her, but she couldn't find Simon's figure on the left and right, and her expression became more worried.

Janet's eyes were wide open, ignoring the busy doctors and nurses in front of the stretcher bed and several middle-aged men and women who were obviously family members, she smacked her lips, and leaned over to look at the five hoisted right legs one by one. leg.

Noticing that the last young man not only had his legs hanging, one side of his cheek was also swollen, and half of his lips were sunken like a toothless old lady, Janet suddenly shivered slightly.

Turning around and running back to Catherine, Janet's face was flushed with excitement, and she was still chanting: "It's too violent, too violent, so violent."

Catherine took back Simon's backpack from the police, saw Janet coming over, took her hand and said, "Okay, Jenny, let's go to the CT room, Simon is there."

Just as the two women were about to leave the emergency room, several doctors and nurses pushed a stretcher bed out from the side corridor, and it was Simon lying on the bed.

Catherine and Janet hurried over, and just about to ask the doctor about Simon's situation, several middle-aged men and women who had gathered around the five young men gathered aggressively.

One of the women with tears on her face was about to throw herself on Simon while yelling and cursing. Several policemen guarding the hall rushed over when they saw this.When Janet saw the woman rushing to her side, she didn't want to be outdone, she stretched out her hand and pushed her hard, and said loudly, "Hey, what are you doing?"

The woman staggered back a few steps, was supported by her husband, and saw that several policemen were already separated from the crowd, so she had to give up the plan to rush forward again, but looked at Simon on the stretcher fiercely, and said, "Murderer, I I will not let him go, I will send him to prison."

"Ha, the murderer? Are you kidding me?" Janet broke away from Catherine's hand when she heard this, and pointed to the five young people on the stretcher bed not far away: "You are the murderer, five Deal with one, and his leg was broken, not only a murderer, but also a bunch of trash. Don’t let it go, right? Let’s wait and see who doesn’t let go.”