"Where is my brother?" Tony called.
"I'm here!" Song Ya, who was a little behind, saw Tony when he was taken to the police car by the police.
"I'm fine, Pablo has already hired a lawyer, don't worry about me!"
The two police officers wanted to push him into the car. He stuck his neck out and yelled to Song Ya.
Song Ya looked at him coldly.
"Don't blame me, it's not the first one I did." After he said this, he was finally pushed into the car by the police officer, the police sirens sounded, and he drove off all the way.
"Who knows what's going on?" Big A asked the crowd of onlookers.
"It seems that Little Lori had a fight with someone." Someone replied.
"Little Lori, and the'silencer', were taken away in the car ahead."
"There seems to be something else."
"I don't know, after a while, they took Tony away again."
"APLUS! Is Tony really your brother?"
"Doesn’t look alike, he is much whiter than Tony..."
"Little Lori's agent is still there, go and ask him."
The crowd is babbling.
"FXXK!" Song Ya rushed into the bar.
"Hey! Hey! APLUS! Calm down!" Big A pulled him from behind.
There was a mess in the bar. Many strippers dressed in coats were lining up to take notes with female police officers.
Song Ya walked into the innermost place where Tony took him last time.
AK is chatting with a white man who looks like a barkeeper, Pablo is talking on his cell phone with his back to the outside.
"Pablo! What's wrong!?" Song Ya rushed over and shouted at Pablo.
AK stopped him.
"Wait a minute." Pablo covered his phone underneath and turned around, "It's okay, a skirmish, Tony may be troublesome, I will solve it."
Song Ya became even more angry, "FXXK! What did I tell you last time!? Don't keep Tony in trouble!"
"It's no use arguing with me now, I'm dealing with it, OK?" Pablo pointed to the phone, then gave AK a wink, turned around and continued to make the call.
AK push, Big A and Delera, the three took Song Ya to a deck to sit down.
"Should be released on bail early tomorrow morning, let Tony speak to you at that time." AK persuaded.
"AK, who did it first?" Song Ya stared at him.
"Little Lori." AK glanced at the police officer who was making the transcript, and whispered: "Tony is really not impulsive today. He told us your warning to him, this time it was not his fault."
"It's not his fault how he was taken away? And Pablo said he would be in trouble."
"This is a bit complicated. The kid who was beaten was his own~www.mtlnovel.com~ It was just a simple drunk conflict. He didn't call the police. I don't know what good thing called the police..."
AK did not answer positively, and only asked Song Ya to ask Tony by himself tomorrow, "You go back first, you are now a public figure. It is not good for the tabloid reporter to appear here. Pablo has hired the best lawyer. Nothing will happen."
"Take care of Little Lori." Song Ya left a warning and left with Big A and the others. When he walked to the door, he touched Big A with his arm and said, "Go and ask me the truth."
"Received." Big A and the two younger brothers discussed a meeting and separated into the crowd of onlookers outside.
Song Ya sat back in the car and waited. After half an hour, he waited for the exact news.
"First there was a fight, and then the police officers came. They found a gun under the sofa where Lori and the others were sitting, and Tony recognized it as his own, that's it." Big A said.
"Such a ‘point’ thing!?"
Song Ya felt that he was almost mad. Tony recognized that the gun was his own. In Chicago, where guns are banned, yes, yes, Chicago has been banning guns since the 1980s. It is impossible for Tony to have a gun permit. It is not a small crime to bear.
"Calm down! APLUS..."
Big A is still persuading him, "Tony is Lori's follower, and this is what he should do. Last time he told me that they discussed the lottery to choose people, and take turns to pay for Lori... Tony got the first place. One."
"There's this thing!?" Song Ya really couldn't understand this kind of follower culture.
"Otherwise? They eat Lori's and drink Lori's..."
The big A refers to Dile, "Perhaps you should also let Dile and Al draw a lot or something first, and be prepared."
"BULLSHXT! I don't play that set!" Song Ya scolded.
Chicago 1990 Chapter 89: You are fired
Asked Big A for the address of the police station. The two drove over. Dile stopped Song Ya who was about to get off. He pointed to a few cars across the street, and a few gathered around the cars to smoke and chat, hanging around their necks. White man looking at the camera.
"It's coming so fast, the local tabloid reporter has already heard the wind, you stay here, sit lower." He threw the cap to Song Ya and walked into the police station.
Song Ya put on the cap and lowered the seat.
The tabloid reporters were very alert and kept looking here. During the period, Hayden called the pager several times. Song Ya did not have a mobile phone, so he could only not return for the time being.
"I don't know why, I always don't like Motorola bricks. Only now I found out that there is no such thing. It is really inconvenient in an emergency." He thought to himself.
Ten minutes later, Dilei went out and got on the car. "The lawyer Pablo has hired has arrived, and the bail process is going, and the results will not come until three in the morning at the earliest."
"I just thought about it, will Little Lori pass the blame on Tony?" Song Ya asked.
Dilai started the car, "Tony has made up his mind to commit the crime for Little Lori, what else to push? Anyway, let's go back and consult Goodman first."
The two returned to the A+ record. Hayden had arrived and was chatting with the big A.
"Why don't you answer the call?" Hayden saw Song Ya with a sigh of relief, "A tabloid has already figured out the relationship between Tony and you, and Lori."
"Will there be any impact?" Song Ya saw Big A turn around and wanted to enter the studio, and hurriedly stopped him, "Hey! Thank you today."
"It's okay, tired of logging." Big A punched himself in the chest with his fist.
"Uh, you..." Song Ya pointed to his studio, "Don't talk nonsense..."
"Hey! Bro... Am I like that kind of person?"
Big A smiled and walked into the studio, closed the door and put on his headphones, "Hey, my listeners, have been waiting, guess what? I just saw a great show, the annual show! It's about two popular singers, wow Wow, wow, it’s wonderful, but please forgive me, I can’t say some details..."
"It must have no effect on you. I also said hello to your other co-agent. He will look at the tabloids and will not let them make up things. Also, Goodman is in your office." Hayden Leading Song Ya into the office, Goodman was already waiting inside.
Song Ya briefly introduced the situation. Goodman frowned and said: "Illinois law stipulates that the illegal possession of a gun is sentenced to less than five years..."
"Five years!" Song Ya exclaimed.
"Don't worry, you heard that you are finished." Goodman continued: "Generally, the judgment is not so heavy in actual operation. Does Tony have a criminal record?"
"It shouldn't be." Song Ya still knows Tony.
Goodman said: "That's good, Tony has admitted to the police that the gun belongs to him. He has no license to hold a gun, so he is holding a gun illegally. We can only focus on mitigating the penalty. If we encounter a more kind judge , It’s not impossible to give a probation. But there are two points. He is black. According to statistics, the sentence for blacks is generally heavier. Also, there are frequent shootings in Chicago. The sentence for this extraordinary period will also be heavier than usual. ."