The Wolf of Los Angeles.

Chapter 183 You want to destroy me, and I want to destroy you too
Sitting on the cold iron chair, Bella regretted very much that she should not have gotten the mental illness medical record.

What she had seen and heard in the past few days made her deeply understand a truth: this thing is only effective when used by rich people.

But she is not a rich person, but she still dated a wealthy person.

Bella had a feeling that if she stayed any longer, she would go crazy.

There are two assessors, one male and one female.

Before the two of them could say anything, Bella hurriedly shouted, "I don't have a mental illness! No!"

After not getting enough sleep for several days, she was a little dazed and raised her voice unconsciously: "I really don't have a mental illness! I really don't!"

The two appraisers looked at each other, nodded slightly, and came to the same conclusion.

Based on past cases and experience, Bella Sean suffers from a more serious mental illness!

Evaluation in other areas is like following an assembly line.

During this time, Bella loudly emphasized many times: "I really don't have a mental illness!"

When the assessment was completed, Bella was taken back to the special ward and two assessors entered the observation room.

The male assessor said: "Bella Sean's condition is somewhat serious. I suggest increasing the medication dosage and continuing to keep her in solitary confinement for long-term observation..."

This result was not what Hawke expected.

When Bella shouted that, he felt the outcome was decided.

If you shout in a psychiatric therapy center that you don’t have a mental illness, then you definitely do.

Professional doctors from a professional institution came to a highly professional conclusion that Bella Thain had serious mental problems and was not suitable to leave St. Mary's Psychiatric Treatment Center, let alone bail.

Everyone returned along the same route and walked out of the physiotherapy center. The two professional assessors and Julian and others drove away first.

Hawke opened the rear door of the Mercedes-Benz G-Class and put the gun bag back under the rear seat.

Brian came over and said, "Look, nothing happened, right? I told you, the problem isn't with me, it's with you two."

Hawke exchanged glances with Erica and refuted, "Unlucky people can have good luck sometimes."

Erica thought she was not a disaster star, it was all because of Brian: "Because Hawke was always staring at you, your crow mouth never said those words."

"Don't stare at me now." Brian looked towards the physical therapy center and said, "This place has outdated facilities and holds so many mentally ill prisoners. Will they escape?"

Erica opened the car door and got into the driver's seat. Before closing the door, she specifically said to her cousin: "The incident at the physical therapy center this time must be your fault."

Hawke also got on the passenger seat and closed the door immediately.

Brian was so angry at the couple that he turned around in circles. He pointed at the physical therapy center and said, "Look, is everything okay?"

The therapy center was very quiet and there really was nothing going on.

"The time is too short." Hawke couldn't let the title of disaster fall on him and Erica.

Brian didn't bother to pay attention to the couple and walked towards the car.

Erica started the car and drove out of the parking lot first.

Brian soon followed.

The two cars had not driven far when a shrill alarm suddenly sounded from the physical therapy center.

Erica quickly stopped the car.

Brian behind also stopped.

The three got out of the car one after another, stood on the side of the road, and looked up at the St. Mary's Physiotherapy Center.

It was already dark, and all I could see was the bright lights over there, which seemed to be causing some chaos.

Erica said: "This kind of alarm is usually sounded when there is a riot or a prison break."

Although he didn't know what happened, Hawke put the blame on Brian. He said, "You still don't admit that you are a crow's mouth?"

Brian wanted to refute, but he could still hear the alarm in his ears. He opened his mouth but couldn't say anything.

What he said a few minutes ago became a reality so quickly?

Is it really that effective?
Hawke patted Brian on the shoulder and said, "Admit it, you are the leader of the Curse Cult. You are born with a bad mouth. Think about it, you just said something about me some time ago, and the next day I encountered Bella Sean's bad thing."

He reminded emphatically: "There was no Erica when I said that, and there was no Erica in my office, so the problem is you, not us."

"There's a photo frame of Erica on your desk." Brian said it firmly, but he was a little panicked inside.

Am I really a jinx? Will all my blessings turn into curses?
This shouldn't be the case! The calamity star is clearly this couple.

Hawke looked at Erica.

Erica nodded slightly at him, and the physical therapy center started working.

Not long after, the alarm at the physical therapy center stopped.

Brian quickly took out his cell phone and made a call to prove that he was not a pessimist.

After several calls were made, another call came in. Brian answered the call for a while with a rather grim look on his face.

Hawke asked, "What happened?"

Brian's heart seemed to have suffered a severe blow: "Those people took Bella Sean back. One of the female nurses had an affair with an extremely dangerous patient and secretly threw him a bunch of keys, trying to help him escape from prison."

Hawke thought this scene sounded familiar: "The Joker and Harley Quinn?"

Brian had never read the comics, so he shrugged. "The patient was a lunatic and a master locksmith. He didn't escape from prison, but used the key to open many prisoners' iron doors. A group of mentally ill guys ran out to cause trouble and kidnapped Bella Sean. One of them took out a sharpened toothbrush and poked Bella's bottom..."

Erica asked, "He's not dead, is he?"

"It's okay, she just had a skin cut on her thigh." Brian said, "The guards arrived in time and stopped them, but Bella was scared into a trance, and one bastard claimed that he would cut off her kidney and eat it."

Hawke patted Brian on the shoulder and said, "Dude, keep your mouth shut and don't talk nonsense."

Brian nodded subconsciously: "I understand."

After saying this, he felt something was wrong and shook his head repeatedly: "No, no, this is not right!"

He looked at Hawke and Erica, and realized what was wrong: "It's obviously you two. You came to St. Mary's, so there is a problem with St. Mary's..." Hawke had already thrown the problem to Brian, and was too lazy to pay attention to him. He called Erica: "Let's go home."

The two got into the car, and the Mercedes-Benz G sped away.

Brian was the only one left on the dark and empty road.

He looked at the still brightly lit St. Mary's Physiotherapy Centre in the distance, and thought of the riot that had just happened, wondering if he would be unlucky enough to run into a mentally ill person.

Brian didn't dare to stay and quickly got in the car and left.

In the Mercedes-Benz G, Hawke said, "This time, Brian is going to question his life."

Erica smiled: "I don't know how effective it will be."

Hawke understood what she meant: "Since Bella won't talk, it's okay to try."

Erica said: "If she were a man, some of the methods she used wouldn't be so sensitive, but women are a bit troublesome."

Hawke was not in a hurry: "Let's go back and wait for feedback."

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St. Mary's Psychiatric and Physical Therapy Centre, Medical Room.

Bella Sean had a cut on her thigh and left waist.

Although there was some bleeding, it was only superficial injuries.

The doctor applied iodine to the wound and asked someone to send her back.

When they arrived at the door of the room, there was a sudden banging sound on the iron gate opposite. The bastard with a huge scar on his waist pressed his face against the iron fence and showed his sharp white teeth at Bella.

On the other side, the sound of nails scratching the door was heard, like an evil spirit arriving.

This reminded Bella of the time when that bastard poked around with the toothbrush handle.

When the guard opened the door, she quickly got in and closed it behind her.

The guard locked the door and left.

The man on the other side bared his white teeth and said, "Sweet kidneys must be delicious..."

Bella didn't dare look at him and shrank into the corner.

This night was particularly difficult, with strange noises constantly coming from all around.

Whenever Bella closed her eyes, she would see her bloody kidneys being taken out and stuffed into her mouth.

The mental stress that a normal person would experience living in such a place is beyond imagination.

Even though Bella was mentally prepared to go to jail, she couldn't bear being surrounded by a group of psychopaths and after experiencing the attack last night.

The elites who come from wealthy backgrounds find it hard to imagine the oppression and horror involved.

The next morning, Bella took the initiative to ask for a meeting with Sheriff Julian, who was in charge of the case.

The conditions she proposed were even simple: to move him to a safe place away from those perverts and keep him in solitary confinement.

In the afternoon, Hawke learned the name of the mastermind behind the scenes from Erica - Haley Field.

The two sides quickly reached a plea agreement and a private deal.

Bella confessed that she was the mastermind behind the scenes and authorized Twitter for free a complete version of the program algorithm she developed, which can effectively improve Twitter's operating efficiency by 15%.

Hawke will no longer pursue the charges against her and will let her leave North America when the opportunity arises, but he cannot release her immediately and can temporarily detain her in a separate area.

Once Bella comes out, the people behind the scenes will probably notice something.

As for using the LAPD to subpoena Haley, Hawke directly rejected it, saying Bella had no evidence.

Haaland and Kasim confirmed that there was no problem with the algorithm and suggested that Hawke retain Bella Saine.

But Hawke also rejected it, thinking that it was not worth the risk in case it was a self-torture tactic.

Then, according to the information provided by Bella, Hawke asked Edward to take some information out of a bank safe.

These data are not very useful. Bella's greatest value is the complete program algorithm.

Hawke looked through the information carefully, and the main record on it was about Haley Field.

The person is affiliated with the Sacramento-based Bell Strategic Consulting Firm and previously worked in the governor's assistant office.

Once you have a person's information, everything else will be easy.

Hawke called Brian directly and faxed him the relevant information.

Soon, Brian found out about Haley Field and her consulting team.

The team is one of several consulting teams that provide services to the governor's office. It is led by Grant Cisse and has three members under him.

They are Haley Fells, Madison Johnson, and Augusto Stones.

Brian contacted people in the Elephant Party and asked them to provide detailed information about the team.

After Hawke got the news, he called him and asked him to send a reliable person from the Ferguson family to make a trip.

In addition, Hawke asked Campos to search for the whereabouts of these people in Los Angeles.

Especially Haley Field, there is a photo of her in the information provided by Bella.

Collect information from multiple aspects to deal with subsequent matters.

That includes how to deal with this team.

Grant's team used the most despicable and socially deadly method on Hawke.

Hawke doesn't care about Bella Thane because she is no longer a threat.

But the team behind the scenes will launch a more brutal revenge.

The other party wanted to destroy him directly, and he did the same.

(End of this chapter)