"Civilization, Sidmeier's civilization." Al stood up, "You play it, I'm not good at this kind of strategy game." He said to Song Ya, "Mawta and I will protect you in the car."
"Strategy? Then give me a copy for me to go home and play. I'm a bit unlucky lately, so I don't even bother to make music and study." Song Ya asked them for some floppy disks and stuffed them in his pocket.
Being guarded by Al and Mavota, they went downstairs, and the reporters immediately surrounded them like wolves seeing their prey.
"APLUS, talk about the disappearance case! What did your bodyguard do to the tramp? Why?"
"APLUS look over here! Has the tramp been killed? Did you order it yourself?"
"Talking about your life can also do APLUS. Did you really only pay a tip of $100 for three days in Las Vegas?"
"Did you and Mira get together during the recording of De Klerk?"
Faced with the strange problems of the reporters, Al was muttering no comment all the way, covering Song Ya into the car, and Taraji immediately accelerated away.
The engine sounded loudly behind, and the lights of all sizes gleamed to keep up.
"A disgusting reporter." Taraji slapped the direction to the right, pushing the motorcyclist who had been fastened to the car window back.
"Ignore them, I am used to it."
At this time, the phone rang, and he answered the phone, "Tomorrow is the time for dancing, are you going?" Fergie asked.
"No, you don't go, just stay at home." Song Ya replied.
"But I have been at home for two days..." Fergie said pitifully.
"Now I can't give the reporter a new rhythm, so just feel wronged. Can someone cook for you?" Song Ya felt a sense of guilt in her heart. This girl was a bit wronged after she followed her. Keep a distance from yourself and pretend to be a normal relationship, and now you still have to stay home to avoid the limelight.
"Dilly's girlfriend will bring food." Fergie replied.
"All right, you should be fine after a few days."
After the call was over, the phone rang again, "APLUS, how is the situation now?" Pablo asked with concern.
"It's not clear yet, uh, I'm in the car and there are many reporters around. Why don't you wait until I get home to talk?"
"Okay, you make this call." Pablo reported an unfamiliar landline number.
Back to the house in Hyde Park, the paparazzi were finally stopped outside the villa and temporarily cleaned.
Soothing the worried Aunt Susie, he went back to the bedroom and sat in front of the landline for more than ten minutes before calling back to Pablo.
"Little Lori asked me to apologize to you on his behalf. He didn't expect that Bitch would speak to the media. We have warned her that it shouldn't cause you any more trouble." Pablo said.
"Thank you, Pablo."
Song Ya asked back: "How about you over there? Has the trouble been resolved?"
"Who knows, our energy is now focused on the new post of Little Lowry. He must not fail at the beginning of Atlantic Records. After a series of negative events, Atlantic Records is very supportive of us and has never given up support." Pablo I don't intend to talk about the troubles on his side, "Have you listened to his new album?
"Yeah...very good, RAPGODRAPGOD...". "Song Ya snorted with a smile.
"Haha, yes, very good, but unfortunately, bad luck, first the news of Cooper and NWA, and then you and Mira. The publicity effect is very unsatisfactory. We can't get the page. The only news is also mentioned. When it comes to your gang relationship, pull in Little Lori."
Pablo’s words were a little weird, and Song Ya immediately took care, "Sorry, I didn't expect things to turn into this."
"It's none of your business, I know, don't care, we are just a little... well, pure luck." Pablo continued, "We have had no luck recently. Has the tramp issue been resolved? What if You feel embarrassed, maybe I can provide some help and send someone to talk to his daughter or something."
Song Ya had planned to decline, but changed his mind and said, "I don't need it for the time being? If I can't help it, I will call you."
"Yeah, that's it. We are all a family. It's okay to help each other. When you solve the problem, maybe you can join hands with Lori to play music or something. You haven't shown up in the media for a long time... Tony too Miss you very much."
Pablo's words made Song Ya's heart cold, "Okay..." After a few words, he hung up the phone.
"If Pablo judges that I really killed Frank, what will he do?"
He put his hand on the microphone, carefully considered this issue, and did not mention anything else. Now the relationship between the two sides is very delicate, competition is greater than cooperation, but they have the same gang background and it is difficult to publicly turn their faces. Little Lori had a shooting case, and he had just gone missing on his back. Pablo shouldn't have talked so much with him, yes! Talking so much has its own problems.
"If Pablo really judges that I killed Frank...it's very possible, he might understand the relationship between Frank and Aunt Susie~www.mtlnovel.com~ before the mass media has dug out my motive for'killing', He would have anticipated this earlier. I am a very family-oriented person. Pablo knows that Tony is with him. Tony is older and understands the relationship between Aunt Susie and Frank than I do. Maybe he misses Pablo. It’s not necessarily revealed, the speaker is unintentional, the listener intends..."
"Perhaps Pablo speculated that I solved Frank's trouble, so he went to find Frank's daughter and lured her into making trouble in public when the media besieged me?"
"What about ability? Ability must be there. Pablo can eat well in South City. He can easily find Frank's house in South City."
"What about the time? Is the time right? It's not right. The media turned their attention to me on a large scale. Yesterday, at four o'clock in the afternoon, Frank's daughter appeared downstairs in my record company. Pablo didn't respond. It will be so fast, unless..."
He thought of the only possibility, "Unless he was eyeing me long ago, when Frank's daughter started looking for his father, there was a connection between the two sides, but it hadn't been activated yet, and happened to be in a media spree triggered by Mira... …"
He picked up the microphone again, hesitated with his finger on the button, and dialed Goodman's number, "Come to my house, right away."
Chicago 1990 Chapter 174: kowtow
"This is what the girl Fiona said to the police."
Goodman rushed over quickly. "She said her father, Frank is an alcoholic, has been wandering outside, and the whole family does not have him. But as the guardian of five children, Frank will go home once a week. , Receive weekly welfare payments and unemployment benefits, most of which are used to pay for the alcohol bills, and a small part is left for a few children in the family to make ends meet."
Song Ya has experienced this kind of life, but Aunt Susie has a more conscience than Frank, and his five children use the money left over from drinking to make ends meet.
"Fiona found out that Frank hadn’t come home a week ago. She went to the bar to find someone. The people in the bar told him that Frank had a few words with an old man with a gray beard. The other party invited him some wine and left. Frank night No one saw him again after leaving the bar alone drunk."
"Later, the people in the bar saw the old Mike next to you on TV and recognized that he was the person who invited Frank to drink in the bar, so Fiona appeared in front of the reporter today."
"Old Mike said the same to the police. He went to Frank to talk and told him not to harass Connie anymore. He left when he took the words. That's it."
After listening to Goodman, Song Ya said: "This is unreasonable, right? Fiona's first choice shouldn't be to call the police?"
"According to her, Frank often went missing, so he didn't take it seriously at the beginning, and only asked a police officer friend to help find it in private." Goodman replied.