American Scandal King

Chapter 81: Speedy Interview (Part )
The discussions on the news websites are going crazy and it’s very lively!
The racing and interviews are still going on here.

Brydeson, who was driving for the gang, finally spoke up: "Are you guys done talking? I need to speed up. If we don't get going, we'll be stuck."

More police cars were approaching from a distance, and several gangsters pointed their guns forward at the same time.

"Ahhh!!!!!!"

The gangsters shouted wildly and fired crazily at the police car in front of them, causing sparks to fly wildly.

"Take a picture of the police car!" Ian shouted.

The SUV moved back a little, and Leso had tilted the camera to face the front, from where he could clearly see the gangsters firing and the smoke coming out of the police car.

The police also launched a counterattack, and bullets whizzed past.

Ian squatted down and held his head.

Is there a pupil technique that can resist bullets?
Damn, it seems not!
Leso stood there indifferently - if he died because of the interview, Ian would pay his children one million directly.

He knew Ian wouldn't default on his debt.

The camera was full of gunfire and bullets, and the audience of WND News Network was increasing rapidly.

What's the point of watching Fast and Furious?

This is the real speed and passion!!!
At this time, the gangster's car had rushed through the police car blockade in front, and several more grenades exploded.

The off-road vehicle rushed through the flames and continued to follow and film.

The gangster in front of him poked his head out again and shouted to Ian behind him, "Boy, stop following us! Your report will expose us and let the police find us!"

Ian quickly covered the microphone and shouted, "No problem, I just want to remind you that the Los Angeles Times helicopter is coming. Don't let them have a chance to report on you. This is my exclusive! I will definitely give you the 40,000!"

The gangster laughed and said, "No problem, but you'd better buy a helicopter in the future!"

Ian smiled: "Of course, there will be, everything will be there!"

The roar of a helicopter was heard in the distance. It was indeed a reporter from the Los Angeles Times, holding a camera and filming below.

They arrived faster than the police.

The two gangsters raised their guns and fired wildly at the helicopter.

The photographer was so frightened that he quickly retreated back into the aircraft: "Fuck, we are reporters! Why are they shooting at us?"

The host next to him was furious: "Get out! Get out! Keep filming! You cowardly idiot! You unprofessional bastard! News is life, hurry up and film!"

Snapped!
A bullet hit the helicopter, and the host was so scared that he squatted down with his head in his hands.

At this time, Ian and the others also slowed down and watched the car go away.

Ian asked Balaster: "Can they get away? The license plate number is exposed."

Balaster laughed. "Automatic license plate change is a must-have feature for modified cars, but do you expect them to run away?"

Ian confirmed that the microphone was turned off and said, "Of course. After all, that's the only way to have follow-up news, right?"

Balaster nodded repeatedly: "That's right, may God bless them!"

Ian and Leso said at the same time: "God bless every dedicated person! Amen!"

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Ian's SUV finally stopped in the open space in front.

They had to stop because several police cars came and surrounded them.

The front door opened and Catherine walked over angrily with her long legs.

Seeing her coming, Ian calmly turned on the microphone and said to Leso, "Continue filming, but no need to broadcast it live."

Leso nodded, and the camera turned calmly to Catherine.

Catherine came to Ian Carr and roared, “Do you know what you did?”

Ian smiled slightly: "The whole world knows what I did."

There has never been an interview like this in human history.

No!
This is bound to become a big news that will shock the world, and the focus of the news will not be on the gangsters, but on Ian.

Catherine angrily said, "Ian Carr, you are the most shameless bastard I have ever met. You actually let the criminals go and made deals with them!" Ian replied, "It's a legal deal! And as a reporter, I have the right to interview anyone. But you, don't you think you're too slow? You can't even catch up with the reporter's car. As police officers, aren't you ashamed? You actually expect us to catch criminals? With what? A camera? Or the microphone in my hand?"

Catherine was speechless by his question.

Ian smiled and said, "But I can understand your anger. After all, you're a good police officer. Now that the person has escaped, I suggest that you continue to hunt down the fugitive instead of worrying about us!"

Catherine sneered: "You drove recklessly on the highway and crashed into many vehicles. This violated traffic safety. I have the right to arrest you."

"I will compensate you!"

“A lot of cars!”

"It wasn't all our fault. I know how many cars we crashed!" Ian smiled and pointed at the camera: "It was all captured."

Balaster laughed: "Well said!"

"You damn bastard!" Catherine grabbed Ian and punched him in the face.

Ian didn't dodge, and took her punch with a smile, saying, "The camera is still on. You're assaulting innocent people, Officer Catherine. I can sue you."

Catherine was stunned.

Then she sneered: "You can sue me if you want, but at least now, I'm the one who arrests you!"

As she said this she handcuffed Ian.

Ian looked at Leso and poked the equipment at his position with his chin. Leso made an OK gesture, indicating that he understood.

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At dusk, Ian came out of the police station.

He was accompanied by Councillor Brand and Commissioner Uhtred Beyton.

Walking out of the hall, Ian said to Congressman Brand, "Although I've said it before, I still want to say it again. This time it's really thanks to you, Mr. Congressman."

Brand laughed and hugged Ian, saying, "Actually, I'm very happy. I can finally do something for you, Ian. This is what friends are. Helping each other is what friends are!"

"Indeed!" Ian nodded.

Then he looked at Beton and said, "Thank you for your help, too, Chief Beton."

Beton smiled and said, "No problem, but I also need your help with something."

"what's up?"

Betton said, "Did you record the video of Catherine beating you?"

"Yes."

"Has it been uploaded?"

"Not yet," Ian replied. He smiled and said, "You want me not to upload it?"

Beton nodded. "That's better. Otherwise, Catherine will be in trouble...for her father's sake."

"Her father?" Ian was surprised.

Beton said: "Yes, her father is in the FBI, and his position is not low."

"Whoa!" Ian whistled.

The FBI, the Federal Bureau of Investigation, is indeed not an ordinary person.

Suddenly thinking of something, Ian said, "I can cut out the scene where she hits me."

Beton smiled and nodded: "Thank you very much."

Ian continued, "But there's a prerequisite, that is, she has to have dinner with me."

Director Beton was stunned: "You want to pursue her?"

Ian shook his head: "No! It's just that there are some things that may require her help."

Beton thought about it and nodded: "I can help you tell it."

(End of this chapter)