American Entertainment: Taylor Swift wrote a song for the beginning

Chapter 172: Too Rampant (Additional chapter for the Sheep Catcher)

"The Zachry Police Department successfully identified the murderer's appearance by retrieving videotapes from the area where the crime occurred. By comparing data from the Louisiana prison system, we identified the suspect, Edward Washington, 31, a black male with multiple criminal records who had served two years in prison..."

"The investigators finally locked down the suspect's residence and went to arrest him. When the police rushed into the suspect's house, they found that the suspect was dead. According to the preliminary forensic inference, it was a cardiac arrest caused by an overdose of banned drugs, and the death time was more than 10 hours. We found a large number of contraband in the suspect's home, including blood-stained gloves and a five-inch dagger. After DNA comparison, the results were consistent with the victim in this case..."

"No signs of homicide have been found on the suspect. The technical department has conducted a technical investigation on the suspect's mobile phone and found no signs that a third person was involved in this case..."

"This afternoon, the Louisiana Zachry Police Department held a press conference to answer many questions from the public..."

Ryan turned off the TV.

Taylor and Erica looked at each other. Neither of them expected things to turn out like this.

"That's terrible!" Taylor touched his forehead.

The bad news: Everyone thinks Ryan is behind it.

The good news: Ryan can’t be convicted of any crime of any kind because he didn’t do it.

In short: The Invincible Man.

·
A mansion somewhere in East Hampton, New York.

In the bedroom, a black man and woman were fighting. The man made rough noises from time to time and was as strong as a beast.

The woman's hands and feet were tied up. She looked with wide eyes at the person sitting on the sofa not far away.

The man was holding a wine glass, and the liquid in the glass was swaying and fully mixed with the air, which would give it a better taste.

"Sean, that's enough!" the woman yelled.

The Sean she was talking about not only had no intention of stopping, but instead looked at her with interest.

Until a phone call came.

"The suspect is dead? I said that the suspect would be dead, there's no doubt about it, this guy is really capable!" Sean Combs hung up the phone and made another call.

"Did you find anything? Very clean? No trace at all? Didn't you claim that there is nothing in the United States that you can't find? Hang up."

"He's released several singles under your label, and you know nothing about him? Are you an idiot?"

"Just an ordinary person? Take a piss and look in the mirror. Do you see what an ordinary person looks like?"

"Any news on the local gangs in Florida? Attending a local community ceremony? That's not what I want!"

Sean hung up the phone sullenly and waved his hand impatiently.

"That's enough, that's enough. You don't have any strength at all, you loser." He took out his wallet and threw a few bills on the ground.

The man came over quickly, picked up a few bills, and thanked Sean repeatedly.

"Go away, and don't let me see you again next time." Sean said.

At this time, the woman had already untied herself and hurried to the bathroom.

Sean then called someone else.

"Arthur, are you busy? Have you seen the news? This brat really has a strong background. I think we must get to know such a person. What do you think? And I heard that he has cooperated with Li Enweier. We have to act quickly."

"Didn't you say before that he only wanted to open a nightclub with you? Now I think this is necessary."

"Then give him a call. I... I don't care. It's just a nightclub. Do as he says and wait for your news." Sean hung up the phone.

Then he tilted his head back and drank the wine in the glass.

After a while, the woman came out of the shower and put on her clothes without saying a word.

"Cassie, get ready, we're leaving for the Grammys." Sean stood up.

"Do you still think I'm your girlfriend?" Cassie complained.

"Of course, you know I like some special scenes." Sean grinned and came to his girlfriend to comfort her.

This special habit has existed since his girlfriend was Jennifer Lopez.

·
Interscope Records headquarters, Los Angeles.

Jimmy Iowa, wearing orange-lensed glasses, is on the phone.

"Stephanie, I just called Kenneth Ehrlich (producer of the Grammy Awards) personally. You became popular too late, and the live performance list has been confirmed long ago, unless there is an unexpected event with the confirmed programs. How is the performance of the Hot 100 singles chart? Very good, that's it." Jimmy hung up the phone.

"Where were we talking about?" Jimmy asked his secretary. "The guy who was going to leak the news about Ryan is dead, and the murderer is also dead. This matter has become an unsolved case, and no one can determine the truth of the matter."

"I understand." Jimmy nodded. For him, the ideal situation was that Ryan's "hiring a killer" was discovered and he was completely disgraced.

I didn't expect him to do it so cleanly. Maybe... he had thought it through before he took action? Everyone who knew about it had to...

It's crazy!

"Today is the deadline for members to vote, and you have to finalize the voting list," the secretary continued.

Every year, there are as many as 12,000 "Recording Academy members" who have voting rights at the Grammy Awards. More than 10,000 people exercise their voting rights every year, most of whom are people working in the record industry. As a senior executive in the record industry, Jimmy is of course eligible to vote.

Jimmy was lost in thought: "Who did you vote for the Rookie of the Year award before?"

"Brother Jonathan."

"Call John Elman's secretary and tell him that Brother Jonathan is out of the show this year."

"Then vote for New Artist of the Year instead for Ryan Rivers." Jimmy said. He didn't want to do this because Ryan and Lady Gaga, who was under his management, were the most direct competitors.

After thinking it over, he decided to change his mind.

·
Santa Monica, the starting point of Route 66.

Ryan and Taylor took a photo together under the famous landmark Route 66. At this moment, the two were fully disguised, and the tourists passing by did not realize that they were big stars at all.

In addition to Erica, there were three bodyguards standing in a triangle. These three bodyguards were in plain clothes and apart from looking around from time to time, they blended well among the tourists coming and going.

The two of them packed up their things quickly and quietly slipped out of the hotel, wandering around the city like an ordinary couple.

Taylor took Ryan's arm, and the two walked to the railing of the pier and took a few more photos together. Ryan asked one of the bodyguards to buy two hot dogs.

"How's the production of the new song going?" Taylor took off his mask, leaned close to Ryan, and faced the sea.

"You know I'm always fast." Ryan stuffed a third of the hot dog in one bite and started chewing happily.

Now Ryan has completely mastered the essentials of AVICII's "Super Saw", and used the Super Saw sound effect to transform the piano sound. The effect is quite good.

The only problem now is... finding a female singer to replace Beyoncé's voice on "Hymn of the Weekend."

Ryan felt that only a black female singer could sing with the flavor of "African music", and this black female singer had to be somewhat famous.

He brought the problem to Taylor's attention.

"If I remember correctly, Leona Lewis received three nominations. You have worked with her before, how about working with her again?" Taylor tried.

Leona became a huge star last year, so it was natural that she would be invited to the Grammys.

"I think this is a good idea." Ryan stuffed the rest of the hot dog into his mouth.

"Look at the way you eat, like a kid." Taylor raised his hand and wiped the sauce off the corner of Ryan's mouth with his fingers.

If you have a mother's heart, everyone will look like a child to you.

It was an unintentional action, but when she turned sideways, she was seen by the two girls next to her.

"Milla Jovovich! Oh my God, it's you! Am I seeing things?" one of them screamed.

"Uh...you got the wrong person!" Taylor said helplessly.

These two people do look a bit alike.

Without further ado, the other party immediately pulled his companion over and asked for an autograph.

"Oh, you're so well maintained!"

I'm only 19 years old! Taylor snorted coldly and made two random scratches on the notebook handed over by the other party.

Ryan pulled Taylor away, but found that many people were looking at him.

"It's really Mira, the one who played Resident Evil!"

"No, you've all made a mistake. This is Linda Evangelista (a famous model). How did she lose so much weight and look so young?!"

Ryan laughed out loud, and before anyone could recognize Taylor, he quickly pulled her away...

　I'll check the number of monthly tickets later. Remember the extra chapters for the monthly tickets first, and then the extra chapters for the alliance leader will be added later.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)