The Wolf of Los Angeles.

Chapter 95 Car Crash
Cedars-Sinai Medical Center, Beverly Hills.

Hawke walked through the corridor and came to a physical therapy room. He nodded to Amanda who was guarding the door and pushed the door open and walked in.

In the physical therapy room, Johnson reminded the doctor: "You don't need to treat the wound on your face, just leave it as it is."

The doctor looked at Dany Garcia in embarrassment.

The latter said: "Listen to him."

The doctor packed up and left the therapy room.

After the door was closed, Johnson pointed at the wound on his face and said, "Well, I caused it myself. This time I learned from my last experience and didn't ask anyone to treat it. It's obvious, right?"

Hawke took a look and said honestly, "We have to leave the hospital as soon as possible. If we don't leave now, the swelling will go down and the scars captured by the camera will not be obvious."

Johnson quickly packed up his things and urged Dani: "Hurry up and go!"

Hawke called Edward and asked him to drive the car over.

Johnson also has followers and playmates, but Hawke has opened loopholes through his followers and playmates several times and firmly disagrees with any of his followers and playmates getting involved.

Even the man who hit Johnson with his car last night was a stuntman under Danny.

The collision looks a bit serious, but in fact the risk is almost zero.

Edward drove a William Morris commercial vehicle to the large steps in front of the medical building.

There were more than twenty media reporters.

The hospital was carefully selected by Hawke. Coming out of the medical building is the hospital gate, making it convenient for reporters to take pictures.

In the news about Edward being sold, Johnson faced an out-of-control car and was able to escape urgently when danger approached, avoiding the car's vital parts. Instead of damaging his own image, he once again highlighted his tough guy personality.

Hawke was the first to come out of the hospital and get into his car.

A moment later, Johnson, accompanied by Danny, walked out of the medical building, stood on the big steps, showing the not-so-obvious scars on his face, and allowed reporters to take pictures.

"I had a comprehensive check-up and I'm not injured." Johnson also gave a brief interview and put on his signature kind smile: "Thank you for your concern."

Under the protection of hospital security, he got into the business car.

The group went to William Morris nearby. Just as they arrived at the small conference room, Caroline came trotting in her high heels.

Miss Mea closed the door and said, "Good news, the crew has just informed Josh Hartnett's agent that Josh is not suitable to continue auditioning for the male lead."

Johnson stretched out his big fist and bumped fists with Hawke: "Man, I knew you could do it."

Dani asked, "Come on, let's celebrate with some champagne?"

"No, we can't open the champagne until Dawn gets the role." Hawke stopped Dany, came to the front of the meeting room, clapped his hands vigorously, and said, "Guys, it's not time to celebrate yet. We are starting a new stage of work, and our target is Colin Farrell."

Everyone sat on both sides of the long conference table and followed Hawke's orders without any hesitation.

Hawke wrote the names of Colin Farrell and Kevin Spacey on the whiteboard, and on the other side of them, he wrote producer Leonard Goldberg.

Dani said: "Kevin Spacey is very influential in the circle. He has met with Leonard Goldberg three times this month."

Hawke nodded slightly and said, "Let me confirm again, Leonard hates actors being late for auditions?"

"Yes." Caroline took the lead and said, "He thinks this is the greatest disrespect to him."

Dani added: "If the other person is an actress he likes, then after the actress is late, if she lowers herself to accompany him for a day or two, it may be successful, but it won't work for male actors, because his sexual orientation is normal."

"Well, let's use the simplest and most direct method to deal with Colin Farrell." Hawke picked up the carbon pen and wrote a line on the whiteboard.

Car crash.

…………

The Beverly Hilton Hotel, third floor lounge.

Josh Hartnett stood by the window, looking at the protesting crowd below. Thinking of the phone call he had just received, he was so angry that he couldn't even drink water.

This group of black people are really disgusting.

Agent Will comforted him, "It's no big deal even if we lose this role. As long as we successfully get through this crisis, there will be opportunities in the future."

Josh nodded slightly.

Public relations manager Jules came in from outside and said, "I just talked to several media outlets. All the gifts that should be given have been given. Only some of them agreed not to associate you with racism anymore. The others will continue to report on it. After all, the protesters are outside and the news is happening."

Will said again: "Conventional methods can't solve the problem, find a black girlfriend as soon as possible."

The reality of being kicked out of the crew was in front of him. Although Josh was heartbroken, he still made a decision: "You find a suitable candidate."

The love of celebrities is a play. Will found the candidate last night: "I will have someone send the information over as soon as possible. They are not as famous as you, and they are happy to start a relationship with you."

Josh closed his eyes and thought about how to break up with his girlfriend of eight years.

After thinking for a while, he remembered something and asked, "What happened to Dwayne Johnson's car accident?"

Julius took the laptop over, logged into Yahoo Entertainment, and opened the picture for Josh to see.

The picture shows the scene of a car accident. An SUV hit the rear of a Ford Mustang. Both cars were deformed and looked quite tragic.

After closing these pictures, Josh found new news about Johnson on the Internet.

He saw a photo of Johnson leaving the hospital after completing his treatment.

In many of the photos, the scars on Johnson's face are clearly visible.

Josh said: "I was screwed, Johnson was screwed, it can't be a coincidence."

He asked his agent and PR manager, "Where's Colin Farrell? Is he okay?"

Will has been briefed on the situation: "He's fine, and had lunch with Kevin Spacey in Beverly Hills today."

"I will fully cooperate with you in finding a black girlfriend." Josh gritted his teeth: "But I was framed by someone, and I can't just let it go."

Will agreed: "That's right, we can't just let it go. In Hollywood, weak people will only be bullied. We need to take tough measures."

Julie didn't say anything, but she agreed.

Competition in the business world is fierce, and private competition in Hollywood is just as fierce.

This is still considered good. In order to please the big shots, some stars not only devote themselves, but also dare to hold childhood memory parties for them.

Josh picked up the mouse, clicked on the picture of the car accident, and stared at the two cars that were deformed by the collision.

From a bystander's perspective, car accidents are very interesting.

…………

Culver City, Arts District.

Oscar-winning actor Kevin Spacey finished his afternoon tea with Leonard Goldberg, walked out of the Expo Line restaurant, and got into a nanny car on the roadside.

The air conditioning in the car was turned on very high. Colin Farrell was like a male nanny. He took out a wet towel, helped Spacey wipe the sweat off his head, and cleaned each of his fingers.

When he was done, Spacey patted the driver's seat and said, "Drive, go back."

Colin fetched another bottle of soda water, unscrewed it and handed it to him.

A young Irish actor with almost no background came to Los Angeles to make his way in Hollywood, and by luck he met Kevin Spacey.

He had heard about how Brad Pitt climbed up from the bottom and then made the same choice, becoming the male nanny of an Oscar-winning actor.

Spacey is a good person. He gets rewards for his efforts, which is a hundred times better than those who cheat people for money and sex.

After finishing all this, Colin sat back in his seat and asked, "What did the producer say?"

Spacey frowned and said, "Let you give it your all in your final audition. As long as the audition goes well, nothing else will be a problem."

Colin was a little disappointed. It was as good as saying nothing.

Spacey has done his best to help him, calling competitors to put pressure on him and gaining the support of producers.

As for the rest, this Oscar-winning actor also has to consider the cost-effectiveness.

Spacey took out the newspaper he bought this morning, pulled out the entertainment section, and handed it to Colin: "Look at the news about your competitors."

Colin saw the report above that Josh Hartnett was suspected of racial discrimination and Dwayne Johnson was hit by an SUV.

He looked at Spacey: "You asked someone to do this, didn't you?"

Spacey said: "It wasn't us who did it. Something happened to the two of them again..."

Colin understood instantly: "Jeremy Renner! It must be Jeremy Renner who did it! I didn't expect this little actor to be so cruel."

Spacey thought so too: "Among the four people selected for the final audition, he is the weakest one. If he wants to get promoted, he has to use his brain and hands more."

He reminded, "Before your audition on Monday morning, stay safe in the house."

Colin agreed, but took out his cell phone and sent a text message to a newspaper editor he knew well, ready to pay for space and ask the editor to publish more reports that discredited Jeremy Renner.

Then he called the assistant supervisor of the crew whom he had paid to meet, and asked him to put the newspaper on the newspaper rack that producer Leonard had to read every day when it was published the next day.

The nanny car drove along the San Diego Freeway into West Los Angeles, then turned into the narrow Peak Avenue and headed for Beverly Hills. Edward, who was following behind, turned into Century City before the other party entered the gated community.

Edward arrived at the Santa Monica Museum of Art, drove directly into the parking lot, called Hawke, walked quickly into the museum's exhibition area, and found his boss in the quiet gallery.

Hawke was sitting in a lounge chair, looking at an abstract painting on the wall, and asked Edward, "How's it going?"

Edward sat opposite and said, "I followed them three times. Colin Farrell and Kevin Spacey took the same route every time they went to Culver City. They left the community, took Pico Boulevard in West Los Angeles, and then turned onto the San Diego Freeway from Pico Boulevard and headed to Culver City."

The corresponding road conditions appeared in Hawke's mind: "Peak Avenue is narrow, and some sections only have two lanes in both directions."

Edward understood what he meant. "There are almost no intersections in one section. You can't even go around it."

"This section is in West Los Angeles." Hawke had a deep impression because the place where he helped Johnson save the damsel in distress was very close to this section of road.

Edward whispered, "Boss, this stretch of road seems to be Erica's patrol area."

Hawke said, "I know."

He checked the time, took out his cell phone and called: "Are you there yet?"

The other side replied: "Just parked the car."

Hawke said, "I'm in the gallery area. Turn left when you enter the door and go straight in."

Soon, Jacqueline, without any makeup, walked over quickly.

"I thought you forgot about me since I haven't called you for so long." Jacqueline complained while sitting in the chair.

"It's hard to make money, there's so little business," Hawke said.

Jacqueline looked at his face and said, "You have a good figure, but your face is too ordinary. Otherwise, I can introduce you to some clients."

Hawke quickly changed the subject: "I have a business to discuss with you."

Jacqueline said, "That's right, I also have something I want to consult you about."

Hawke listened to her first: "You speak first."

"I acted pretty well the last few times we worked together, didn't I?" Jacqueline asked tentatively, "Do you think I can make it in Hollywood?"

Hawke was quite surprised: "You want to be an actor?"

Jacqueline was very confident: "It's an actress' job to eat those things. I do the same, and I'm more professional and have better skills."

Edward interjected, "It's hard to become famous just by relying on this. If this was the only way to become famous, there would be actresses everywhere in Hollywood."

"You have a point, but there are people in our industry who have succeeded before." Jacqueline heard from her predecessors in the industry: "Charlie Sheen's fiancée Denise Richards, who played the female fleet pilot Carmen in Starship Troopers, was my colleague before she met Charlie Sheen."

Edward was stunned and angrily said, "Another idiot who has no moral principles and turned public property into private property."

Hawke wanted to use Jacqueline, so he thought for a moment and said, "I can introduce you to a crew. Let's try playing a very small role first."

Just say hello to Eric.

Jacqueline had been in Los Angeles for a long time and knew that this was not easy, so she quickly said, "Thank you, thank you! How can I repay you? How about spending a few nights with you for free?"

Hearing this, Hawke thought of Charlie Sheen and waved his hand generously: "Friends help each other. I also need your help."

Jacqueline's enthusiasm was fully mobilized: "You say."

Hawke asked, "Find a reliable woman, and next Monday morning, on the West Los Angeles section of Peak Avenue, the two of you will have a car accident that blocks that road, and then you will start a fight with each other and hold out for a while longer."

"Is it that simple?" Jacqueline thought it was a difficult thing.

Hawke added: "I'll give you $2000. You decide how to divide it, but you must watch your mouth."

This was not the first time Jacqueline had worked with Hawke. She understood all this and said, "These days, I met a woman who is a few years older than me but has a daughter. She works harder than us to raise her daughter."

Because she was motivated, she also kept it confidential: "She is a good mother. Her daughter is only three years old. In order to protect her child, she will not say anything."

Hawke stood up and said, "Come with me. I'll take you to see that road first."

The three of them left the art museum and went to the narrowest section of Pico Boulevard in West Los Angeles. They even got out of the car to take a closer look.

Jacqueline took note of everything Hawke told her, and as soon as the matter was settled, she immediately called her colleague Renee.

This woman is different from those vain girls. She has compelling reasons to do this job.

Her black husband ran away after she gave birth to a daughter. The child had a congenital disease. The charitable aid she applied for was deducted at every level and she received very little, not even enough for the treatment costs. She could only do the most primitive no-cost business.

As soon as Jacqueline said she could get some extra income, Renee immediately agreed.

On the other side, Hawke didn't ask Erica for help, but just called her.

Erica is still in New York attending an event jointly organized by the NYPD and LAPD and will not return to Los Angeles until next week.

Hawke asked Edward to drive to William Morris, and at five o'clock in the afternoon, they held another meeting.

The next day, two newspapers published in California suddenly revealed a lot of negative news about Jeremy Renner.

"I didn't do it." Caroline stated first.

Dani stated: "Johnson and I didn't mess with him. He's not a big threat."

Edward glanced at Hawke: "We didn't do it either."

Hawke said: "It should be that we muddied the water and someone got hurt by mistake."

He looked at Johnson and said, "Your audition is scheduled for Monday afternoon. Before the audition, do not go out unless necessary."

Johnson also knew the situation was a bit chaotic: "I'll let you know before I go out."

…………

Monday, around nine in the morning.

On a three-story building on Peak Avenue, Hawke, wearing a plumber's maintenance uniform, stood at the edge of the building, looking east, dialed Edward's phone, and asked, "Where are you?"

"Enter the target section immediately." Edward said, "Colin Farrell is driving, and his agent is sitting in the passenger seat. It's a blue Lexus."

Hawke took out a telescope from his bag and captured the shadow of a blue car in the not-too-dense traffic.

It was not time to start yet, and the Lexus had not yet entered the narrowest section of the road.

In order to avoid being late, Colin Farrell walked a while in advance. There were many cars on Peak Avenue, but he always took this road to go to Culver City and had no intention of turning into other roads.

When the red light turned green, the Lexus passed the intersection. The road narrowed and Colin Farrell slowed down.

On the side of the convenience store in front, there is a single exit alley for unloading goods from surrounding stores.

There was a van parked inside.

Just as the Lexus passed by, the car suddenly accelerated and rushed out of the alley.

The distance is short and the speed is not that fast.

But the Lexus was stuck in traffic and couldn't escape even if it wanted to.

The van hit the rear of the Lexus with a bang, and the Lexus immediately deviated and hit a jeep coming from the opposite direction.

The airbag exploded with a bang.

Colin Farrell and his agent were confused for a moment.

Fortunately, the van was not moving very fast, the impact angle was cleverly chosen, the force was not too great, and the collision was not serious.

The truck driver seemed to be still in shock. After a busy period, he got out of the car and called 911.

This section of Peak Avenue was immediately jammed with traffic.

Edward, who followed, was stunned. Didn't they want Jacqueline to scrape against someone and cause a small car accident to block the road? Why did they even use the direct car crash method?

His cell phone rang and he quickly answered it.

Hawke saw everything clearly from upstairs and said, "The collision has nothing to do with us. Drive normally and leave normally."

He found Jacqueline's number on his spare phone and called her, saying, "The operation is canceled. Go back normally and don't stay here any longer."

Jacqueline was surprised: "Why was it cancelled?"

Hawke said directly: "Pay the salary as usual."

Jacqueline stopped talking nonsense: "I will tell Renee to leave now."

Hawke finished the repairs, carried his tool bag, went downstairs, got in the car and waited for the road to be clear.

Although we don't know who caused this car accident, it is likely the work of Josh Hartnett or Jeremy Renner.

The water is really getting muddier.

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