American Scandal King

Chapter 45 Special Correspondent

In the clean white corridor of the hospital, Fili Leso brandished a scalpel and held it against Lena's neck.

The middle-aged man's eyes were wide open and red as he shouted, "Elek! Elek! Come out and see me! Otherwise I will kill her! Kill her!"

Gaskell frantically yelled, "Let go of my wife!"

He wanted to rush over, but was stopped by the doctors and nurses beside him: "Don't go over, sir, it's very dangerous."

"That's my wife!" Gaskell shouted.

He looked at Lena with pain and shouted, "You can hold me hostage, sir. But don't hurt my wife!"

Lena's face turned pale with fright.

Leso just yelled, "I don't care! I want to see Elek! Let Elek come out to see me!"

Ian saw this scene when he rushed in.

He asked anxiously, "Gaskell, what happened?"

Gaskell was stunned: "Ian?"

There was no time to reminisce at this time. He hurriedly said, "That guy is crazy. He held my wife hostage."

Letho yelled, "No, I'm not crazy. I want to see Elek, and he can't hide from me!"

Ian gently opened the camera lens hanging around his neck and said, "Hey, calm down. You're holding my friend hostage. To ensure her safety, I can help you find that bastard named Elek. But before that, can you tell me why you're doing this?"

Leso stared without answering.

Ian looked at the nurse next to him and said, "What happened?"

A doctor shook his head: "This has nothing to do with you."

Ian pulled out his gun and shot the doctor at his feet.

The bullet fragments scared the doctor. Ian pointed the gun at the doctor and said, "Tell me what happened right now, or I will kill you before my friend dies!"

The doctor was horrified and yelled, "He has AIDS. If we can't cure him, he'll go crazy."

AIDS?

Ian looked back at Leso in surprise.

Leso roared, "I spent $100,000! A full $100,000! That's not what you said when you treated me!"

Ah!
understood.

That's right, just like reporters will interview the families of the victims at all costs and dig up other people's scars; bankers will withdraw funds when you need them most; lawyers will tell you that you have a good chance of winning this case no matter what it is, so hurry up and pay the money; doctors also have their own dark side.

No matter what terminal illness you have, they will advise you to seek treatment.

As long as you are willing to pay, they can use all kinds of methods on you, although sometimes the treatment effect is worse than no treatment.

The middle-aged man in front of him was obviously badly cheated.

He spent all his savings, but was told that he had only a limited amount of time left and there was nothing they could do.

He was dying, so he wasn't afraid of death and just wanted revenge.

At this moment, Leso cried, "My wife and daughter have left me, and all my friends have left me! I wanted to leave some money for them, but now I have nothing."

A nurse shouted, "Why didn't you say that when you paid for treatment?"

"Shut up!" Ian punched the nurse in the face.

Do you want the hostage to die by blaming others for their mistakes at this time?

Ian handed the gun to Gaskell and walked towards Letho.

"Don't come over here!" Leso shouted.

"What's your name?" Ian asked. Leso was stunned for a moment: "Phili Leso."

"My name is Ian Carr." Ian straightened his collar and said, "Mr. Leso, the doctor told you how long you have left."

Leso said despairingly, "No more than two years."

"So you only have two years left to live, but you plan to end it early?" Ian asked.

Leso yelled, "I'm going to die anyway. I want to see Elek and get back the money he cheated me out of."

"For your children?" Ian asked.

Leso paused, then finally nodded: "Yes."

Gaskell said hurriedly: "I can give you money!"

Leso angrily said, "I don't want your money, I want my own! I'm not a robber! I got AIDS not because of promiscuity, but because of a blood infection!"

Ian shook his head slightly: "It doesn't matter, man, not many people care about your character! What matters is the hundred thousand dollars!"

He smiled and said, "One hundred thousand is too little. Your life is worth at least five hundred thousand, or even one million."

"What did you say?" Leso was stunned.

Ian turned around and said, "All of you go away. I want to talk to Mr. Leso, but he won't let me get close, so I can only ask you to go far away, far enough away that he can't hear us talking."

He looked at Gaskell.

Gaskell took a long breath.

At this moment, he could only choose to trust Ian. He waved his pistol and said, "Everyone, get out of here! Get out!"

After they walked away, Ian looked back at Leso and said, "I can give you 500,000, at least 500,000!"

Leso yelled, "I told you, I want my own money! Legal money. Do you think I don't understand? The money you're giving me now, I can't possibly give it to my children!"

Ian sneered: "Do you think it's legal for Elek to give you the money in this situation?"

Leso was speechless.

Ian said: "What I give you is legal. I mean... I won't give it to you all at once, I will let you do things for me."

Leso shook his head repeatedly. “No one would hire someone like me. There’s no way I could earn that much in two years.”

"On the contrary, you are very valuable, but you don't know it." Ian smiled.

As he spoke, he took out a cigarette case, lit one for himself, and said, "My name is Ian Carr, the owner of the Los Angeles Herald, and I'm also a journalist."

Leso was stunned: "It's you. I've seen your news."

Ian smiled. "Being a journalist is very dangerous, and most importantly, it can offend people. Sometimes, to get important news, we have to do some less-than-legal things, like sneaking in, peeping, eavesdropping, etc. The key is to avoid getting caught."

He laughed and said, "Do you know the mafia? They're typical criminals. The easiest way for them to get away with it is to pay their men enough money to take the blame. Sometimes, they even find people with terminal illnesses to do the killing."

Leso and Lena were both stunned.

Leso stammered, "You want me to kill someone for you?"

Why are you afraid?
Do you think what you did before didn't count as murder?

Ian chuckled and shook his head, "Of course not. But as I said, there are always things where we need someone to take the blame. If there's a terminally ill patient, then they're the natural scapegoat. Your life is destined to be limited, Leso. But your limited life can bloom with infinite brilliance. You will become my best reporter in your final moments... You will expose the darkness of this world and become the most dazzling meteor in the media world. Your name will be forever etched among the ranks of the uncrowned kings of the future!"

He smiled as he spoke: "I have been looking for someone like this... maybe more than one, and your appearance is a godsend."

He spread his hands and said, "Would you like to be my special correspondent? Not only can you get enough money, but you can also get enough fame."

He looked at Filileso meaningfully, "I can make you the most brilliant shooting star in the world, so that the whole world will pay attention to you, admire you, and worship you!"

(End of this chapter)