"Ok."
Song Ya was reminded by him and returned to calm in an instant, "If the nightclub is monitored, I will be in trouble."
He clearly remembered that he dropped the microphone and dodged before the kid from gd pulled out the gun. If he was caught by the police, no, even if he was seen by the bragging daddy, there would be a big hidden danger. He was just on stage. Singing cruel words like'pierce the k-ci head with a 30-caliber', I did not expect to happen to the gd gunner who was revenge for Lori coming over to kill...
What's more, he's still a gunman I've seen before~www.mtlnovel.com~ That kid, don't be caught by the police or someone bragging about your father.
By the way, I don't know whether the bragging father is dead or alive... He felt that the first shot was directed at the bragging father.
However, gd even used automatic weapons, and the nightclubs are so dense, it is estimated that the casualties will never be small.
"Nightclubs in such places generally do not have internal surveillance. At least they claim that they are not, or the video is absolutely broken when they need to be watched. Of course, some shopkeepers will keep a copy for themselves, but generally they will not be released to the police. "Old Mike answered.
"Better not." Song Ya can only hope so.
The car drove steadily on the road. Old Mike turned on the radio. “It broke the news that there was a shooting incident in a nightclub in Harlem. The current order has been controlled by the police, but the casualties are still unclear. According to witnesses at the scene, There are many well-known singers in the nightclub. In addition to aplus, there are also the combination of Mary Blige and Jodeci..."
"I didn't mention your name." Song Ya was a little surprised.
"Miss Kelly did not appear in the eyes of most people." Old Mike said.
Song Ya thought for a while or dialed Motula's phone, "Mr. Motula, we may need the fastest public relations in advance... Well, Miss Kelly is okay, by my side."
He handed the phone to Mariah Carey, and the atmosphere between the two became a little subtle.
She answered the phone, "Tommy, I'm fine, uh, I have a cramp, and I will go home with Aplus. His doctor is already waiting... well, good."
"Huh?" She hung up the phone, and suddenly remembered, "We seem to have forgotten someone."
"Where is your assistant?" Song Ya also remembered.
Chicago 1990 Chapter 320: Cash on the spot
"I can't take care of too many people at that time."
Old Mike was talking, when the flashlight flashed from the front, he slammed the steering wheel, and the car flung its tail into the entrance of the underground parking lot. Song Ya saw a few motorcycles just stopped in front of him, and the paparazzi had not had time to get off. , But the camera in hand has begun to work frantically.
Tony, the silencer and others were guarding near the parking space. As soon as Old Mike's car stopped, they opened the back seat door, surrounded the two of them, and rushed into the elevator.
"The **** in Harlem!" Tony saw the wooden thorn on Song Ya's back shoulders, his eyes flushed with anger, "I really want to shoot and kill them. They attacked Little Lori first, and then started to deal with you... ."
"Don't guess, Tony."
Song Ya knows that he cares about himself sincerely, but he can't let him think, "This matter today has nothing to do with me."
After speaking, I still feel that in the current situation, my brother may be an unstable factor, "In this way, you will go back to Chicago immediately and help me give old Joe a message."
"I have to protect you by your side at this time!" Tony exclaimed.
"This matter is more important!"
The elevator stopped, "ii, you go in first." He sent the other people away, "You go right away, and when you see Old Joe, you say that I went to the nightclub to find Mariah Carey and Harlem. There is nothing to do with people, and tell him I don’t need to worry about it. Remember?
"Just a word?"
"Well, he will understand."
Song Ya is now most afraid of Kenneth’s misunderstanding that he and the bragging daddy will get together, and the gd kid who did it must know that he recognized him at the time, and he must convince Kenneth that he will not Help the police identify the suspect. If the kid can run away, "You go now, the cash is under the bed in my bedroom, you know."
"Then be careful, Alex."
Tony got the task and went to concentrate on it.
Song Ya breathed a sigh of relief and walked into the door. Taraji was already waiting at the door with a black doctor.
"No big problem." The doctor helped check the wounds on his back and legs. "Just treat it briefly, come here."
"Thank God." Taraji made a cross on his chest.
"Let Goodman, Hamlin, Hayden all come over."
Song Ya was helped by the doctor to sit down on the sofa, "And Yeremov and Eli, I need their public relations skills now."
"Already set off." Taraji turned up the volume on the TV. "Figi, there are many people who call to ask for safety, and I have all answered."
"Ok."
'Update the latest police news. At present, the Harlem nightclub shooting has caused three deaths on the spot and 22 people have been sent to hospital. This is already the 1,500 murders in New York this year. In the first eight months, New York has already occurred. The shooting...'
"Help him take off his clothes, raise his hand, aps." The doctor gave a shot next to the wooden thorn, and together with Taraji helped Song Ya take off his coat, "Lie down, face down." Then he started. Treat the wound.
"What's this?" Taraji pressed the bruise on Song Ya's back.
"hiss……"
Song Ya grinned with pain, "I was hit by a heavy object, is it okay?" There was no sensation in the wood thorn.
"It's okay." The doctor took off the wood spurs, put on a small headlamp used for surgery, and began to clean up the wound neatly.
"She's safe." Mariah Carey walked out of the study and sat beside Song Ya quietly watching the doctor operate.
"That's good, Miss Kelly also twisted her ankle." Song Ya said.
"Well, wait." The doctor was very focused, and everyone stopped talking.
‘Sony Columbia Records spokesperson confirmed that when the shooting happened, both aps and Miss Mariah Carey were indeed in the nightclub, but they had nothing to do with the shooting and have now returned home safely. ’
The only thing left in the room was the announcement of the news anchor on the TV and the ringing of the telephone ringing in Taraji’s hand. “According to the latest news, the two wounded died in the hospital. The current death toll in the nightclub shooting in Harlem Has climbed to five people. Please wait, okay, our reporter just learned that Uptown Records has confirmed that one of the five deceased is a signed singer of Uptown Records, a member of the famous group jodeci, k-ci. We will continue to follow up the news in the follow-up news. ’
"Oh! Goodness!" Mariah Carey looked at the picture of k-ci on the TV screen, covering her mouth in horror.
Song Ya buried her face in the sofa and gritted her teeth secretly.
"Okay." The doctor took out the bandage, "hands."
"I'll do it." Mariah Carey took the bandage before Taraji and carefully helped to bandage it.
The doctor gave her a surprised look, but didn't say anything, and began to press around the bruise on Song Ya's back to diagnose.
Taraji simply let go and concentrate on handling the calls from all kinds of people.
"A reporter set up a telephoto camera on the opposite high-rise building. I have locked the door of the rooftop. Please don't show up there for now."
Old Mike came over with a telescope.
"You take a break, too, old Mike has worked hard today." Song Ya said.
"I'll change my clothes." Old Mike picked up his coat and walked into his bedroom.
"Sure." The doctor applied some medicine to the bruise, and then wrote a prescription, "Take it on time." He handed the list to Song Ya who was sitting up.