America achieves both fame and fortune

Chapter 764 Private Investigator

"It was just a very ordinary scene shoot, I never expected it to turn out like this."

After completing his routine statement to the detective he had met during his time working at the Boston Police Department, Martin said, "Thank you for your help with this."

Detective Jack smiled and said, "It's no big deal. We'll investigate the whole thing thoroughly."

Martin shook his hand and said, "Thank you."

Detective Jack had the relevant evidence, videos, and photos taken away, and also arranged for his men to take statements from other members of the film crew.

Not long after, Brandon was taken from the hospital by Boston police.

It's hard to say about other things, but the amount in his bag is enough to qualify as drug possession.

Martin got into the car Bruce had driven.

The two returned to the hotel together.

In the car, Martin asked, "Is Brandon acting?"

Bruce, who had spent years in Hollywood with Martin, had seen far too many actors, both good and bad. After thinking for a moment, he said, "It doesn't seem like it, but the words and actions of these drug addicts are unreliable! Often, their minds are completely in another world."

According to Martin's conventional wisdom, people who use those kinds of things year after year have no moral bottom line. They would sell their own family members for those things, let alone the producers of the film crew.

He said, "So many things have happened before, let's investigate further. We'll feel more at ease once we've investigated."

Bruce understood Martin's meaning and didn't say much. He then had someone contact a reliable private investigator.

They won't rely entirely on the Boston Police Department for this kind of thing.

This isn't Los Angeles. If Brandon's side can't find anything wrong, the Boston police can only focus on drug possession.

Martin shook his head: "We've messed with too many people, it's normal for someone to want to mess with us."

Bruce said, "From now on, the scope of props we focus on cannot be limited to tools like knives and guns."

Martin nodded: "I'll leave this to you."

Bruce responded and drove to the hotel. After Martin got out of the car and entered, he drove into the parking lot, took out his phone, and started making calls one after another.

Martin returned to his hotel room, where Alexandra and Catherine had already returned from shopping.

The former asked, "I heard something happened on set?"

"It's nothing, someone just mixed up the props..." Martin said, half-jokingly, about the real and fake vitamins.

Catherine said, "Thank goodness, thank goodness, you recognized me."

Martin took off his coat and sat on the sofa: "There's just too much of this scum in Hollywood."

Catherine took the coat and hung it on the hanger. By the time Alexandra sat down on the sofa and put her arm around Martin, she was already on the sofa.

She let Martin rest his head on the softest, most comfortable spot, rocking his body back and forth as if giving him a massage: "You're a little tense, let me help you relax."

Martin felt like he was on a pillow of cotton wool.

Seeing the overwhelming advantage over her, Catherine cursed "bitch" inwardly and pounced on him.

Compared to Alexandra's subtle approach to washing her face, Catherine went more directly to washing her hair.

Martin's last bit of tension vanished instantly, and he relaxed completely.

Alexandra and Catherine seemed to be competing with each other, not only working extra hard but also using many special methods.

Around 10 p.m., the three of them left the room together to go out for a late-night snack.

Catherine licked the cheese off her lips and asked Martin, "Are you feeling better now?"

Martin poured drinks for her and Alexandra, saying, "How could I not be in a good mood with you two here?"

Alexandra's icy blue eyes sparkled as she deliberately said, "If you're still in a bad mood while the two of us sisters are with you, it just means we're ugly, stupid, and clueless about romance."

Martin is a smart man. Alexandra is playing the lead role in this film, so we don't need to worry about her for now. The main thing is to focus on Catherine's side.

He asked Catherine, "Are you good at singing and dancing? As long as you can sing decently, that's fine, but dancing is the main thing."

Catherine wasn't stupid either, and quickly replied, "I sing very well, though of course not as well as professional singers, but I'm good at dancing. My family is well-off, and I've been practicing since I was little. I was a cheerleader in middle school."

Martin glanced at Alexandra, who nodded slightly.

Catherine saw it too, and knew that in Martin's heart, his sister held more weight.

Martin had reviewed Catherine's performance last night and confirmed that her basic acting skills were not a problem: "I have a musical film project that is currently in preparation. When you go to Los Angeles, go directly to my studio and find Jessica."

At this point, he casually picked up a napkin, wrote down Jessica's phone number, and handed it to Catherine: "The role is a supporting actress alongside the female lead. You need to audition and meet the requirements."

Catherine quickly took it and said, "I'm going to Los Angeles tomorrow."

Alexandra knew her sister couldn't wait any longer, so she quickly ate what she needed and pulled Martin back to their room.

That night, Martin truly understood why Old Brooks had to be such a complete scumbag.

Psychological and mental stimulation are truly different.

The following morning, Catherine Daddario, who had booked her ticket, left Boston and took a flight directly to Los Angeles.

After a brief self-inspection, the crew resumed normal filming.

Besides inspecting the props, Bruce also had to ensure that Martin's food and drink on set were in order, keeping him extremely busy.

Martin was somewhat affected; his performance suddenly declined, and the number of takes increased dramatically.

The state of mind is sometimes very strange. When things are going well, you can do whatever you want, and even if you don't do what the script requires, you can still get the director's approval and be considered to be a better improvisation.

When things weren't going well, the entire crew would torment each other.

Fortunately, Martin was not only the lead actor but also the producer of the film, and everyone else had to cooperate with him, including director Villeneuve.

Villeneuve also adjusted the shooting schedule, moving several action scenes to the front of the film.

Martin is more adept at action scenes than dramatic ones.

In the flower shop set up in the film studio, an intense action scene unfolded.

Martin charged in alone and engaged in a fierce firefight with Charleston's behind-the-scenes boss and his bodyguards.

Gunfire erupted, flower petals flew, and blood splattered at the scene.

Martin nailed these scenes in one take, with almost no mistakes.

After filming the flower shop scenes was completed, Martin regained his form with adjustments made by the director and himself, and the filming returned to normal.

Actress Alexandra Daddario finished filming her scenes first and was preparing to leave the set.

Martin took the black blindfold used to kidnap the female lead during the performance as a souvenir and gave it to Alexandra.

Ignoring the presence of the crew, Alexandra went to Martin, gave him a passionate kiss, and said directly, "We can use it tonight."

It was indeed used that very night.

It's just to add some fun.

While Martin sometimes engages in slightly more explicit content, it usually involves Catherine or Alexandra pushing or shoving forcefully. It's roughly on par with Saint Oliver's standard art films.

The following morning, since Martin didn't have any scenes to film, he personally took Alexandra to the airport.

On the East Coast of the United States, especially in New York, Alexandra was definitely Martin's favorite lover.

Anyone who has studied Alexandra Daddario's brilliant performances in films such as True Detective, Shadow of Death, and The Texas Chainsaw Massacre will surely understand this.

Martin waited for a while in the lobby lounge after returning to the hotel from the airport, while Bruce, who had been on his way to Boston to gather information, soon returned.

Bruce, holding a bottle of water, sat opposite Martin and said, "The Boston police haven't found anything useful."

Martin wasn't surprised: "If Brandon did it intentionally, it certainly wouldn't be so easy to not find out."

Bruce unscrewed the water bottle, took a sip, and explained in detail: "According to the Boston police investigation, Brandon appears to be innocent. He bought all those items from a local group of dealers after arriving in Boston. This channel frequently deals with people in the Hollywood industry."

He further stated, "Boston is one of the most popular cities for Hollywood filming, and so many people in the industry use this stuff. It's inconvenient to carry around, especially on flights, so naturally a sales channel specifically connected to Hollywood has emerged here. We wouldn't know unless we were in contact with them, but for those jerks who use it regularly, this isn't a secret. In addition, the police checked all of Brandon's accounts and found no unusual financial transactions."

Martin nodded slightly: "Have you checked with the traffickers too?"

"We've checked. The person who directly dealt with Brandon has been apprehended by the Boston police," Bruce replied. "From the interrogation and investigation, it appears to be just an ordinary transaction."

The more this seemed to happen, the more suspicious Martin became: "Was it really just a work error?"

Suspicion is contagious, and Bruce is no less so than Martin: "From what I can see, it's just a normal work mistake, but these things are all too normal..."

Martin thought for a moment, then asked, "What does Boston intend to do?"

"Brandon has been released on bail following normal procedures." Bruce had privately spoken with the detective: "Usually, they wouldn't take him to court, but would impose a hefty fine, as Massachusetts prisons are also very overcrowded. However, Detective Jack said that our opinion is equally important."

If Martin insists on pursuing the matter, Boston certainly won't side with a prop master.

Martin asked Bruce, "What if he ends up in a Massachusetts jail?"

Bruce said, "This isn't California, and it's not Atlanta."

Martin understood: "A public apology and a maximum fine." He had his reasons: "I remember he lives in California?"

Bruce had already investigated thoroughly: "Los Angeles."

Martin stated directly, "Hire some reliable private investigators to follow him closely and uncover the people behind him."

Bruce replied, "I'll arrange it right away."

Martin also hoped that this was just Brandon's personal behavior, but his past experiences made him feel that things were not that simple.

The consequences of becoming addicted to this stuff are terrifying.

It's no exaggeration to say that it can ruin a person.

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(End of this chapter)