American Gossip King

Chapter 81: The High-Speed ​​Interview (Part 2)

The discussion on news websites is going wild, it's incredibly lively!

The car chase and interviews are still going on here.

Bridexson, who was driving for the bandits, finally spoke: "Are you done talking? I need to speed up, or we'll be stuck."

More police cars approached from afar, and several thugs simultaneously pointed their guns at the front.

"Aaaaaah!!!!!"

The thugs shouted wildly and fired their guns wildly at the police car in front, causing it to spark wildly.

"Slam the police car!" Ian shouted.

The SUV moved slightly back, and Leso tilted the camera forward, clearly showing the terrorists firing and the smoke coming from the police car.

The police returned fire, bullets whizzing past.

Ian crouched down and lifted his head.

Are there any eye techniques that can withstand bullets?

Damn it, I don't think so!

Leso stood there unmoved—if he died while doing this, Ian would give his kids a million dollars outright.

He knew Ian wouldn't renege on his promise.

The footage showed a hail of bullets, and WND News Network saw a rapid increase in viewership.

Why bother watching Fast and Furious!

This is real speed and passion!!!

At this moment, the bandits' car had broken through the police car blockade ahead, and several more grenades exploded.

The off-road vehicle sped through the flames and continued filming.

The thugs ahead peeked out again and shouted to Ian behind them, "Kid, 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 wanted to warn you that the Los Angeles Times' helicopter is here. Don't give them a chance to report on you; this is my exclusive! I'll definitely give you that $40,000!"

The thug laughed loudly: "No problem, but you'd better buy a helicopter in the future!"

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

The roar of a helicopter could be 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.

Two bandits raised their guns and opened fire on the helicopter.

The photographer, terrified, quickly retreated into his camera: "Fuck, we're journalists! Why are they firing at us?"

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

Snapped!

A bullet hit the helicopter, and the host was so frightened that he covered his head and squatted down.

At this moment, Ian and his group also slowed down, watching the car drive away.

Ian asked Balaster, "Can they escape? The license plate number has been exposed."

Barrastre laughed: "Automatic license plate changing is a must-have feature on modified cars, but do you expect them to run away?"

Ian checked that the microphone was off and said, "Of course, that way there will be follow-up news, right?"

Balast nodded repeatedly: "You're right, then may God bless them!"

Ian and Leso said simultaneously, "God bless every dedicated worker! Amen!"

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

They had to stop because several police cars surrounded them.

The front door opened, and Catherine strode angrily towards them with her long, slender legs.

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

Leso nodded, and the camera silently turned towards Catherine.

Catherine approached Ian Carl and roared, "Do you know what you've done?"

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

There has never been such an interview in human history.

Never!

This is destined to become a major news story that will shake the world, and the focus of the news will not be the thugs, but Ian.

Catherine roared, "Ian Karl, you're the most shameless bastard I've ever met! You actually let criminals go unpunished and made deals with them instead!"

Ian replied, "A legal deal! And as a journalist, I have the right to interview anyone. On the contrary, don't you think you're too slow? You can't even catch a journalist's car. Aren't you ashamed as police officers? You actually expect us to arrest criminals? With what? Cameras? Or the microphone in my hand?"

Catherine was speechless at his question.

Ian laughed and said, "But I understand your anger. You're a good cop, after all. Now that the guy's escaped, I suggest you focus on the hunt, not on us!"

Catherine sneered, "You were speeding on the highway, damaging many vehicles, violating traffic safety regulations. I have the right to arrest you."

"I will make it up to you!"

"Lots of cars!"

"It wasn't all us. I know how many cars we crashed!" Ian smiled and pointed to the camera: "It was all filmed."

Barrastre laughed loudly: "Well said!"

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

Ian didn't dodge, but smiled and took her punch, saying, "The cameras are still on. You're assaulting an innocent civilian, Officer Catherine. I can sue you."

The latest novel is first published here!

Catherine was stunned.

Then she sneered, "Go ahead and sue me, but at least for now, I'm the one arresting you!"

As she spoke, she handcuffed Ian.

Ian glanced at Leso and nudged the device at his location with his chin. Leso gave an OK sign, indicating that he understood.

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At dusk, Ian came out of the police station.

He was accompanied by Congressman Brand and Director Utrecht Betton.

As they walked out of the hall, Ian said to Senator Brand, "Although I've said it before, I'll say it again: this time, we really owe you a debt of gratitude, Your Excellency."

Brand laughed and hugged Ian, saying, "Actually, I'm very happy. I can finally do something for you again, Ian. That's what friends are for—helping each other is what friendship is all about!"

"That's true!" Ian nodded.

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

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

"What is it?"

Betton said, "You filmed Catherine hitting you?"

"Yes."

"Has it been uploaded?"

"Not yet," Ian replied, chuckling, "You want me not to upload it?"

Berton nodded: "That would be best, otherwise Catherine will be in more trouble... for her father's sake."

"Her father?" Ian asked in surprise.

Betton said, "Yes, her father is an FBI agent, and he's not a low-ranking one."

"Wow!" Ian whistled.

The FBI, the Federal Bureau of Investigation, are certainly not ordinary people.

Suddenly remembering something, Ian said, "I can cut out the scene where she hit me."

Betton smiled and nodded: "Thank you so much."

Ian continued, "But there's a condition: she has to have a meal with me."

Chief Betton was taken aback: "You want to pursue her?"

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

Betton thought for a moment, then nodded and said, "I can help you say so."

(End of this chapter)