The silver-white Audi parked in the small fountain square in front of the villa. Morrie got out of the Audi carrying the medical box. Normally, the nannies and bodyguards in Jackson's villa were all smiling when he saw them, but today they looked plain and solemn. With a slightly serious expression.
Walking into the large, high-ceiling living room full of artistic atmosphere and very luxurious, Michael Jackson, who was sitting on the ancient European and American style sofa, said: "Morrie, you are finally here!"
Jackson is also a black man. His skin looks very white, but it is a skin change caused by vitiligo, a change caused by painful torture. Morrie is a black man, with dark and healthy skin, and a very professional level. Jackson is very relieved.
"Let me check you first!" Mori smiled slightly, but there was some light shining in his eyes, showing jealousy and determination to make a decision.
Jackson nodded, stood up and said, "Go to the bedroom!"
Outside the villa, on the road not far away, Shangguan Bolong perked up and saw the figures of Jackson and Conrad Morrie walking into the bedroom on the computer screen.
The surveillance equipment is very advanced. It is a professional reconnaissance and eavesdropping equipment from the old American army purchased from underground black channels, so the picture quality on the screen is very clear. Listening to it with headphones is like watching a dv version of the documentary, but there is no picture. switch.
"Still not taking action?" Shangguan Bolong listened to Jackson and Conrad Murray's questions and answers, just like doctors usually ask questions to their patients. And as usual, Conrad Murray took out the injection supplies from the medical cabinet and began to inject Michael Jackson with sedation and sleep.
Shangguan Bolong's eyes suddenly lit up. He noticed that Conrad Mori's hand on the screen was shaking slightly, which was very different from his usual fast, accurate and ruthless injection.
"There's something wrong with the medicine, drive quickly!" As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Michael Jackson lying on the bed shaking violently after Conrad Mori had finished the injection, holding the sheets tightly with both hands. He was kicking his feet wildly and seemed to be frothing at the mouth, as if he was about to die.
The car has started driving quickly. Shangguan Bolong saw Conrad Mori turn around and put all the injection items into the medical kit. It seemed that he did not see or hear Michael Jackson's struggle and painful cry.
"Fuck!" Shangguan Bolong cursed, if Michael Jackson died. How could he explain it to Zhang Qihang?
"Hey!" He suddenly saw Conrad Mori turning around and shouting again, and Mori's call came to his ears: "Jackson! What's wrong with you, Jackson?"
"You can really pretend!" Shangguan Bolong heard Mori's voice was very low, and from the picture on the screen, Conrad Mori seemed to be holding Jackson down to prevent him from moving.
He saw Conrad Morrie helping Jackson up on the bed, as if he was trying to help Jackson struggle out of the bedroom.
Shangguan Bolong glanced out the window and immediately arrived at the door of the villa. However, there were no figures of Mori and Jackson in the bedroom on the computer screen. Mori's car had not moved either. It seemed that Mori did not call for first aid. Telephone. Or take Jackson to the hospital.
"Beep beep!" He took out his mobile phone and quickly dialed an emergency number, and then dialed an emergency number.
"Chi!" The van parked on the road outside the villa complex, surrounded by tall green pine and cypress trees. Night had just enveloped the Bell Mountain in the Netherlands, and the place was quiet and natural.
The road is also privately owned by Jackson. There were many vehicles used by Jackson daily parked nearby. Mori's Audi drove inside. Shangguan Bolong immediately ordered them to drive to one of the iron gate entrances. When they stopped at the door, they saw two black bodyguards at the door. guarded,
They arrived after Shangguan Bolong got out of the car. He was stunned for a moment, then he recognized the Chinese who came to see Jackson last time, and quickly asked: "Hello, are you here to see Jackson?"
"Yes, I have something very important and I need to see him right away!" When Shangguan Bolong heard what he said, there was no anxious look on his face, and he guessed that they didn't know Jackson's current situation.
The two black bodyguards slowly opened the iron gate, and Shangguan Bolong also got into the van. The van quickly drove into the large courtyard of the villa and followed the road directly to the largest villa building.
The car stopped next to a fountain the size of a small square. Shangguan Bolong and two bodyguards jumped out of the car, with a guard in the car.
Another black bodyguard at the door of the villa came over, nodded to Shangguan Bolong, and led the three of them inside.
The villa was too big. After passing through the building, they came to a wide and long swimming pool. Shangguan Bolong suddenly understood why the bodyguards didn't know about Jackson's situation, because the villa at the back was the innermost place. Last time heAt that time, the black man led him here and then went back. Obviously, the villa behind was usually not guarded by bodyguards.
After passing the large swimming pool and entering the living room of the medium-sized villa at the back, Shangguan Bolong saw Jackson lying on the sofa shaking like a convulsion. Mori was also hurriedly holding him down and holding a white cloth to Jackson in one hand. Wipe the spit out.
The black bodyguard was stunned. He was not a doctor, so he stood motionless beside him.
"Who are you?" Mori looked up at Shangguan Bolong and the three of them. He was startled and asked.
Shangguan Bolong looked at him coldly, ordered two bodyguards in Chinese to tie up Mori, and then asked loudly in English: "Have you called the emergency number?"
"Let me go, what are you doing? If I don't save Jackson, he will die!" Morrie was picked up inexplicably and struggled to get away, shouting, but he was able to break free.
The black bodyguard next to him suddenly took out a gun from his waist and shouted to Shangguan Bolong: "Let go of Doctor Mori!"
"Did you call the emergency number?" Shangguan Bolong turned his head and gave the black man a cold look, then asked Mori.
When Mori heard this, he quickly explained: "I, I haven't had time to fight yet!"
Shangguan Bolong sneered and said to the black man: "Put down the gun, I am Jackson's friend. This doctor may want to kill Jackson!"
"Don't frame me falsely, let me go quickly, otherwise Jackson dies, and it's you who are responsible for it!" Morrie panicked and immediately retorted fiercely.
Shangguan Bolong had already dialed the emergency number, and he took out his cell phone to show off. The black bodyguard watched as he actually dialed the emergency number. Then slowly put down the ****.
"Hurry up and help Jackson to the hospital!" Shangguan Bolong put down the phone and saw that Jackson was no longer trembling with cramps, but it seemed to be more serious. It looks like it's hung up.
The black bodyguard immediately reacted and helped Jackson up. Shangguan Bolong glanced at his subordinates. Then he helped the black people to help Jackson quickly walk out of the villa.
As for Dr. Murray, as soon as Jackson was carried out of the living room of the villa, he was pushed to the ground by a bodyguard. No matter how he struggled to resist or threatened with the law, the bodyguard remained unmoved.
Another bodyguard quickly ran into the bedroom and took the eavesdropping equipment from inside. After putting it away, the two bodyguards slapped Mori hard twice and kicked and beat him for more than ten seconds. Then he quickly ran out of the villa.
Morrie got up from the ground, with a bruised nose and swollen face, spitting bloody saliva from his mouth, and roared angrily: "I will definitely put you in jail!"
Unfortunately, as soon as he finished shouting, four or five New York police officers rushed in from outside. Without saying a word, he pinned Mori to the ground, handcuffed him, sealed his mouth, put on a hood, and took him out of the villa.
Outside. After Shangguan Bolong put Jackson into the ambulance, he turned around and saw the police bringing the struggling Morrie out.
"Hello, Captain Quint Barrett!"
"Hello Bolong!"
Quint Barrett is a white American and the captain of the Los Angeles Criminal Police Brigade. After he received the call from Shangguan Bolong, he rushed over immediately. He was a member of the group who had accepted the bribe. Shangguan Bolong had not yet let him go. They started to frame Stringer, but Morrie, a doctor, had already aroused his anger, so he simply arrested him. As for the crime, it had just been determined that he was suspected of murder. The evidence of the crime was video recording and phone recording. Shangguan Bolong was ready to find Send anonymously to the police station at this time.
As for Jackson, although he was not dead, his life was in danger. After getting into the ambulance, he didn't know if he could be saved at the hospital. He had already made the worst case scenario that Jackson was dead. If he hadn't died, he could still have sentenced Morrie. Intentional injury.
Moreover, there are suspicions of instructions in the recording. Even if there is no direct evidence from the Soni Group, Quint Barrett can use lynching to ask Morrie to directly say that Stringer contacted him and asked him to do this. Just to hate Jackson, he gave 50% of the shares of Soni Music to Zhang Qihang, which was a means of revenge.
Shangguan Bolong greeted Quint Barrett and looked at each other, meaning that the money will arrive in a short while, and I hope you can handle the matter well. Quint Barrett naturally understood in his heart and had an OK look in his eyes.
The police also left quickly. He saw that only four black bodyguards and five or six nannies were left in the villa to clean. He waved his hands and said, "Everyone, go back and help contact Jackson's relatives to go to the hospital!"
After getting into the van, a bodyguard immediately handed the surveillance equipment to Shangguan Bolong. While he asked the bodyguard to drive away, he connected the surveillance equipment to the computer and recorded all the images.They were burned into a small CD and kept a copy in the computer, ready to go back and send it to Zhang Qihang for viewing
In the three police cars driving away, Quint Barrett ordered his detectives to take off Morrie's hood and tape. He looked at the frightened and speechless Morrie with a smile on his face and said, "You are Conrad Morrie?"
"What kind of police are you? I want to find a lawyer!" Morrie reacted immediately and roared angrily.
Quint Barrett snorted coldly and glanced at his subordinates. Immediately, two detectives put Morrie's hood back on, then they pushed me, you punched me, and I punched Morrie. .
"Ah, ah!"
"Hmph!" Quint Barrett and the three criminal police officers all sneered. Everyone did not have the justice that the police should have because they were all bribed. Shangguan Bolong bribed Quint Barrett with 10 million US dollars. Quint Barrett bribed his subordinates, 800,000 U.S. dollars per policeman, and 10 subordinates in total. He still had 2 million U.S. dollars alone. For his subordinates, 800,000 U.S. dollars would take 7 or 8 years of hard work, and it would cost their lives. Huge amounts of money that may not be exchanged for.
For Quint Barrett, 2 million US dollars is money that he will never earn in his lifetime.
However, when Quint Barrett thought that as long as he framed Stringer again, he would still get 10 million U.S. dollars, and each of his subordinates would also receive 1 million U.S. dollars. He immediately became extremely excited and then calmly planned.
After Quint Barrett took Morrie back to the headquarters, he immediately found a reason to imprison Morrie. No one cared about whether it was legal or not, and no one asked to intervene because the police chief and even the superiors above him The mayor had already received a large bribe. Even Quint Barrett didn't know that he had been bribed. He was even a little worried!
In the Los Angeles Criminal Police Department, around 8 o'clock that night, Quint Barrett was sitting in his office and saw that more than 30 million US dollars had been added to his personal account in batches. He quickly distributed the money in batches to killed his subordinates.
Immediately, the mobile phones of the entire criminal police team and ten criminal police officers received the message that $1 million had been credited to their accounts. They were all excited and excited, just waiting for Quint Barrett's order to arrest Stringer. .
But Quint Barrett kept sitting in his office smoking because he was debating whether to get paid to do nothing or to complete the task.
Shangguan Bolong contacted Quint Barrett as a member of the Chinese Gang. He did not give the money in batches, but directly, because Shangguan Bolong was not afraid that Quint Barrett would not do anything if he dared to take the money. , and it¡¯s not okay if Quint Barrett doesn¡¯t take action, because their director has sent someone to put drugs in Stringer¡¯s car, and when the time comes, Quint Barrett will be ordered to dispatch a team to arrest the person.
"The Chinese gang is very powerful. If we don't get things done, I'm not sure about destroying the Chinese gang. The police won't be able to do it, and they may be hunted down!" Quint Barrett finished smoking a cigarette in the office, but still didn't have the courage to take the stand. oriole.
"Jingle Bell!"
"Hello!"
"OK!"
Quint Barrett put down the phone, his face darkened, and he thought to himself: "I didn't expect the Chinese gang to have bribed the director!"
The director called him just now, and the content was that he had received a report from the public and asked him to check an apartment, and that villa was the address of Stringer's villa that Shangguan Bolong told him.
Quint Barrett did not dare to hesitate any longer and secretly dispatched with his men. The criminal police team was not an ordinary policeman. This time, his team all put on equipment. Except for him, who was not masked, everyone else was covered. Wearing hoods on their faces, a group of two long and wide vans drove quickly to Stringer's villa near Hollywood, Los Angeles.
*******
New York City, on the night of May 28, a silver-white private plane landed on the runway. As soon as the plane stopped, Zhang Qihang, who had been sleeping, woke up and took out his mobile phone to make a call to Shangguan Bolong.
"Uncle Long, did Mori take action?"
"Qihang, I have two good things and one bad thing. Which one do you want to listen to first?"
Zhang Qihang was shocked. He took a deep breath and slowly asked, "Tell me about that bad thing first!" . )
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