The Wolf of Los Angeles.

Chapter 176 Justice and Justice of Idealists

Twitter currently needs experienced manager-level employees in multiple positions.

Hawke went to downtown Los Angeles and had a detailed discussion with Korn Ferry, and the two sides then signed a headhunting agreement.

In addition to the positions mentioned by Hawke and Jeter Brown, video website architects are also needed.

Jeter Brown is responsible for Twitter's senior talent acquisition business.

Twitter was also recruiting ordinary employees. Caroline, Haaland, Qasim and others submitted some suitable candidates. After reviewing them, Hawke rejected three of the Indians from entering the second interview.

If there is one Indian, there will be a bunch of Indians.

Hawke doesn't want Twitter to become an Indian den.

Perhaps it was a prejudice, but he agreed with one statement: the perverts in this world are divided into mild, moderate, severe and Indian…

After all, my third sister-in-law has already left the ranks of humans, and even left the ranks of mammals.

Hawke believes that bosses must consider the safety of their male and female employees.

Even the safety of employees' car exhaust pipes needs to be considered.

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Century City Shopping Center, Beverly Hills.

Edward came out of the supermarket with Deborah and Indio Donny.

Several shopping bags were loaded into Deborah's Bentley.

Indio clamored to go to the playground on the other side.

Edward was about to accompany him when he suddenly saw a familiar figure. He glanced over there to make sure he was not mistaken.

The man was wearing a sun hat, a pair of sunglasses, and loose clothes, making it difficult for someone who wasn't familiar with him to recognize him.

On a June afternoon in Los Angeles, women dressed similarly were everywhere.

Edward quickly put away several full shopping bags and said to Deborah and Indio, "I have something urgent to do and need to go back to the company. I can't accompany you for now."

Deborah was a little dissatisfied: "Have you been so busy with work in recent months?"

Indio complained: "You haven't played with me during this time."

"It will be fine after this stage." Edward could only comfort the mother and son: "Now is the rising period of my career. I am a little busy at work. Please understand."

Deborah said nothing.

Indio said angrily: "You don't keep your word."

Edward knew what was important and took his baseball cap and left. He left the parking lot, mixed in with the pedestrians, and quietly followed the woman in front.

He could see clearly that the woman was clearly Gretchen from Fox News.

Although he seldom did candid photography since 2003, Edward had been a freelance journalist for more than half a year and his professional habits remained. He took out the latest model of Motorola camera phone and turned on the camera.

Gretchen walked to a cafe, opened the door and walked in.

Edward remembered that this cafe had a side door leading to the shopping mall. He bought a newspaper, turned into the shopping mall, came to the cafe through the side door, found a place that was easy to observe, quickly scanned the area, and found Gretchen.

In the diagonal corner, Gretchen was talking to a woman.

The two sides were not too far apart. Edward looked around and saw that no one was paying attention to this side. He opened the newspaper and pretended to read it. He tucked his cell phone behind the newspaper, extended the top camera position, and took a picture of the two women.

He took several photos in succession, selected the clearest one, and sent it to Hawke's spare phone via MMS.

After waiting for a while, Hawke sent a message: "I just asked someone to find out. The strange woman is called Hallie, a reporter from Fox News and a close confidant of Gretchen."

Edward thought of the information Hawke had mailed to Fox News: "Should I follow her and see what's going on?"

"Okay." Hawke replied again: "Be careful not to be discovered."

Edward put away his phone, ordered a cup of coffee, and drank it while waiting for the people over there to leave.

On the other side, Gretchen looked at Harley in surprise and asked, "Why don't you go to the TV station? You asked me to come here and dress up."

Harry pushed up his gold-rimmed glasses, his heart-shaped face full of solemnity: "Boss, I found some problems with the things you asked me to check. They may be serious."

Gretchen is a journalist and is naturally curious. She asked, "What did you find?"

Harley said: "I investigated two girls who went missing from a superstar school. Because of their outstanding looks, they were rejected by the people around them. They had no close friends in Los Angeles and their original families were broken. I sent deputies to their hometowns, but they didn't go back. So I went to where their parents were, and the same thing happened."

She took a sip of coffee. “Their cell phone numbers are no longer accessible. No one has called the police to report their disappearance. No one cares where they went. It’s as if they had never been in this world.”

Gretchen nodded slightly. "What about Kristen Johnson? Didn't her mother call the police?"

Halle added: "The case was handed over to the detective bureau, and the LAPD has been investigating. Kristen Johnson's mother, Bryce, was originally going to expose the case to the media, but just after she contacted the Los Angeles Times, Bryce also disappeared."

"Are you sure you didn't leave Los Angeles?" Gretchen realized the seriousness of the problem: "Didn't he return to his hometown?"

Harley's expression was particularly serious. "I can confirm that Bryce remarried after the divorce. Her husband has passed away and she has been living alone ever since. I personally went there and asked Bryce's neighbors. Bryce has not returned since she left some time ago."

Gretchen asked, "What's the LAPD's attitude?" "Now that there's no victim, the detective department has put the case on hold again." Harley sneered, "The LAPD is doing a good job on the surface, and all the money and energy are put into publicity. What crime-buster female detective..."

Gretchen stated a fact: "The rate of solving homicide cases is less than 70%, and missing cases without even a body are basically left unsolved."

Harley said, "It's been hung up. The Detective Bureau doesn't care about a missing woman. The LAPD is already rotten."

Gretchen became worried when she heard the name. She reminded Harley: "You have to be careful and pay attention to safety."

Maybe in another three to five years, after suffering a lot of setbacks, Halle will become a seasoned veteran like Gretchen and Megan Theer.

But she has only been in the industry for a short time and still has ideals and passion, and pursues justice and fairness.

Harley said, "I have found a breakthrough, the Super Star Training School. After investigating for a while, I have confirmed that there are more than just those two actresses who studied at this acting school and disappeared. There are at least three more, and possibly even more."

She has made up her mind: "Superstar Training School recruits two batches of students every month. I am going to sign up for the next batch."

Gretchen knew that the training fee was quite high, so she said, "I will apply for a special allowance to cover your expenses."

"Thank you." Harry was silent for a moment, then said, "Boss, I will mail you a letter every two days to give you the latest situation. If there is a break, please call the police for me."

These words shocked Gretchen. She raised her head and stared at Harley.

Deep down, a voice kept telling her that she should stop Harley, but she could never say it out loud.

Gretchen knew very well what a sensational effect it would have once the news was exposed by her, no! By her and Harley.

And Harley bears the greatest risk.

Fox is also their amulet.

Gretchen said, "You have to protect yourself."

Harry nodded vigorously: "I'm leaving."

Gretchen watched her put on her bag and walk towards the entrance of the cafe alone.

At this moment, Gretchen felt that Harley's back was particularly tall.

Compared to the brave and pure Halle, these profit-seeking guys like herself, Roger Ailes, Megan Taylor, Erica Ferguson, Hawke Osment, etc. are all a bunch of dirty bastards.

Harley left the cafe, got in her Volkswagen and headed for Hollywood.

A Cadillac was hanging far behind.

Not long after, Edward drove the Volkswagen to the vicinity of Paramount Studios.

The Volkswagen was parked in a street parking space opposite the Super Star School.

The woman in the car got out and walked into the school alone.

Edward had already prepared the camera he carried in the car and started filming that direction.

Fearing that he would be recognized, he did not get out of the car rashly. He changed the camera and installed a telephoto lens. He waited until Harley came out of the training school and then pressed the shutter button to take pictures.

Edward followed the woman to her apartment building again and called Hawke.

Hawke asked him to contact Campos directly.

Half an hour later, Edward met Campos in the safe house.

The former handed over all the videos and photos he had just taken to the latter, who then sent someone to follow Fox reporter Halle for a long time.

The red-blue battle in California has become fierce, and too many people in the political and business circles have been involved in it, either passively or actively.

In a place like America, if you want to expand your business and make more money, you can't escape politics.

Los Angeles, NAACP.

There were quite a few people sitting in the conference room.

The most conspicuous person is the white person among a group of black people, Steve Nutter, the star player of the Los Angeles Dodgers, the leader of the equal rights movement, and who is hailed as a saint.

Also present was Cesco, who had appeared at Steve Nutter's press conference.

This person is also the real power figure in the Los Angeles NAACP.

Black movement leaders from Hollywood Spike Lee and Will Smith.

There was also a white man named Grant Sisse who came all the way from Sacramento, the capital of California.

The NAACP, a typical deep blue organization, can be regarded as the Blue Party's stronghold in California.

Grant arrived in Los Angeles with a heavy responsibility on his shoulders. He looked at Spike Lee and Will Smith and asked, "Brian Ferguson and Hawke Osment opened up Hollywood's most painful wounds, and the industry has remained quiet?"

Spike said, "People are dead, what else can we do?"

Will continued: "Everyone in Hollywood knows better than to seek good fortune and avoid danger. Wagner and Redford have ruined themselves. Who would want to be associated with them?"

(End of this chapter)