The Best Actor in the Vase of Meiyu

Chapter 1015 Garbage Disposal
The torment of guilt and fear is still there and has not disappeared; but it is precisely this torment that makes the adrenaline burst out and become uncontrollable.

A little bit of anxiety, a little bit of hesitation, a little bit of panic.

Yet, Harry Pesci showed up.

Quietly and stealthily, he appeared at the entrance of Mount Sinai Hospital, stood in the crowd, hiding his figure, and watched the developments intently.

There was a hustle and bustle of people, with countless media outlets crowding at the door. As the city with the largest number of media outlets stationed in North America, the number of reporters in New York easily surpassed that of Los Angeles. At this moment, half of the media in New York City seemed to be flocking to Mount Sinai Hospital.

In addition, more media are on the way.

Because this is a hospital, the reporters controlled the volume and lowered their voices, but they could still feel the rustling and restless atmosphere surging in the air.

However, there is still no clue -

Sony Columbia, the "Spider-Man 2" crew, Anson's agent, etc. all did not give any official response, leaving the media hanging.

The situation is a little abnormal.

As the scene became more and more crowded and exciting, it was hard to imagine that there were reporters on the way.

Anson Wood, just a vase.

Logically speaking, people always laugh at, make fun of, and despise vases. I don't know since when "vase" has become a derogatory word.

But now, within just half a month, New York has been caught in a media frenzy twice because of this vase, and the huge heat wave has exploded.

So, is this because "Spider-Man 2" is so great, or is it because the influence of Anson, the vase, far exceeded expectations?
However, this is not important.

The only important thing now is that reporters flocked in from every corner of the city, surrounding the entire Mount Sinai Hospital, hoping to be the first to know what happened to the crew.

Unfortunately, there is nothing.

As the reporters waited, they gradually lost their patience and their true thoughts inevitably leaked out in their words:

Why should a mere vase act so arrogantly in front of them?

The media pays attention to Anson because he is a topic of conversation and has gossip value; but now Anson is actually putting on airs, acting like a superstar, which is ridiculous.

Does he really consider himself a superstar just because he won the Palme d'Or?
If there is no response, that's fine. Anyway, even if the official doesn't respond, they must have their own powers. Such a big hospital can always find a breakthrough and they can always catch some clues no matter what the news is.

The point is that the crew actually summoned a group of security guards, each of them dressed in black suits, like prisoners, to surround the reporters and prevent them from entering the hospital.

The clear gesture is to ask the journalists to get out.

This is too much.

Two reporters tried to be clever. They put away all their camera equipment and pretended to be ordinary patients preparing to enter the hospital. However, their acting skills were not good enough and they were immediately discovered and intercepted by two big men in black suits.

One of the reporters argued and kept emphasizing that he came to see a doctor. Another reporter took the opportunity to sneak in, but was stopped.

The scene was extremely ugly at one point, almost like a circus.

Although the two pioneers who were the first to try did not succeed, a reporter later succeeded.

After all, this is a hospital, and the crew can't really intercept everyone entering and leaving the hospital.

However, entering the hospital was useless, as all the doctors and nurses kept their mouths shut.

To be more precise, it is better to say that they know nothing rather than remain tight-lipped.

Anson's ward was truly impregnable. At the same time, all the doctors and nurses involved in Anson's treatment signed a confidentiality agreement, so that all the staff inside the hospital knew nothing about it.

"We are still looking forward to your answers." A nurse looked at the reporter with bright eyes, which was rare and put the reporter in an awkward position.

Different attempts, different adventures, all ended in failure, and the reporters finally had to accept a cruel reality: there was nothing they could do.

There was nothing they could do except wait at the door; and this was not the age of social networks, so they could not complain wildly on their personal accounts. They were trapped in Mount Sinai Hospital, unable to move.

This feeling is not only frustrating, but also suffocating.

As they exchanged opinions, they became more and more angry and speechless. Then, with the instigation of some people with ulterior motives, the scene became like a pressure cooker on the verge of exploding, and the air gradually heated up.

Finally, a small group of people could no longer control themselves, and two or three of them took the lead in rushing towards the blockade of people in black suits, protesting in righteous and stern words.

"You can't do this, we have the right to know."

"We also care about Anson and the crew. The general public has the right to know the situation."

"You are all just Smiths, call out your leaders, we need to have a dialogue."

"What the hell is going on? Where is the crew or the person in charge of the film company? Someone come out, anyone, a living person, not one of you robots."

"Give me a definite answer whether Anson is dead or alive."

"So, how bad is it, is Anson completely paralyzed and turned into a plant?"

In an instant, the air became quiet, and the last two sentences lingered in my ears clearly and loudly, grabbing my heart so hard that I couldn't react.

Behind the black suit, a figure appeared——

A slender man dressed in black, without a trace of other colors. There was no expression on his calm and composed face, no anger, no confusion, no entanglement, nothing. It was like a bottomless abyss, emitting a hint of chill, which made people feel timid.

He looked over, found the source of the sound, and looked quietly at the reporter.

The man swallowed, looking a little nervous, his throat tight, but he still spoke, "What? What are you looking at? You are hiding things, aren't you just worried that Anson will become a vegetable? Are you allowed to feel guilty, but we are not allowed to question? We have the right to know the truth."

The man wisely turned to look at the other reporters, raised his arms and shouted, seeking support.

However, the man in black remained expressionless, and just looked at the other person carefully, as if he was looking at an object.

Just when everyone thought he was about to speak, he turned around and looked at the men in black suits around him, "Throw him out."

It is indeed treated as an object.

"Anyone who tries to force their way in, just throw them out. If there are any legal actions, don't worry, we will take care of it."

His speech was calm and straightforward, and his peaceful tone seemed as if he was dealing with old discarded furniture at home.

In an instant, the reporters around them grabbed their throats, the commotion subsided, and everyone gathered around the man in black, staring in amazement.

The man in black paused and glanced around again, but he didn't look at the person who had just spoken out.

"If you have any questions, feel free to contact me. Lucas Wood, you are welcome."

heh.

The last bit of sound was cut off, and the man in front of him was obviously Anson's relative, perhaps, his brother?
The journalists who held high the banner of "press freedom" one second ago would be as quiet as a chicken the next second.

They still used professional ethics. Journalists were not paparazzi. They suddenly braked before the moral bottom line and none of them dared to look Lucas in the eyes.

Lucas ignored it and looked at the man in the black suit again, "I said, throw that piece of trash out."

After saying that, Lucas turned around and reentered the hospital, then walked away without looking back.

(End of this chapter)