"He is sick. This person himself is sick. It is none of my business. Damn it, sir. You must investigate clearly!"
"Yes! He is sick!"
"He came over for no reason and said he wanted to give me a gift. Of course I went out!"
"After I went out, he suddenly slapped me!"
"You came too late, the mark of that slap has been completely eliminated long ago..."
"..."
After reading the medical report, Zhao Sicheng's eyes widened and he looked in disbelief at the long list of diseases that he could and could not understand, and he yelled desperately.
Anger surged through his body!
He clenched his fists. He had never been so humiliated in his life. Not only did he hit someone, he was also beaten up, and he was even accused!
Locke ignored Zhao Sicheng's yelling, but called up all the surveillance cameras around the apartment and watched them carefully.
During the surveillance, they saw Zhou Yang and another Chinese young man walking towards the door of Zhao Sicheng's apartment, talking and laughing. They didn't look like they were going to beat Zhao Sicheng at all, but they looked very yearning.
"Sir, we found Mr. Zhou Yang's information from China. Mr. Zhao has been suppressing Mr. Zhou Yang for various reasons... The movies Mr. Zhou Yang made are all realistic movies, and he is very kind. He donated a lot
Money, all the income from the two songs he wrote was donated, and many donations were made anonymously. If the identity was not verified through a professional system, we would not know at all..."
"Also, he received seven million U.S. dollars from his salary for "Saw". A few days ago, he not only donated one million U.S. dollars to an orphanage, but also donated another one million U.S. dollars to the Black Health Fund.
meeting……"
"Mr. Zhou Yang may have really suffered some unfair treatment. He is still in a daze without saying a word in the hospital. Not only does he refuse to see anyone, he even has some autistic tendencies!"
The assistant handed Zhou Yang's information to Locke. After giving it to Locke, the assistant looked a little unbearable, and then whispered something into Locke's ear.
Locke nodded, then opened the information and read it.
I have to admire F’s ability, this information is very detailed!
It was so detailed that many things Zhou Yang wanted to hide were revealed by the data.
After reading Zhou Yang's resume and information, Locke suddenly felt his nose was sore and uncomfortable. If he hadn't been a bitch, he would have even wanted to slap Zhao Sicheng on the spot!
Information shows that every time Zhou Yang makes a movie, he will donate a large amount of money. He donated all of "The Crow", "The Bottom of the Mine", and even the songs he wrote...
He saw that the box office revenue of "Saw" was only 7 million, but he still donated 2 million US dollars, especially to the orphanage and the Black Health Foundation, and his heart trembled.
.
He was once an orphan too!
A very complex emotion echoed in his mind, and his eye circles began to turn a little red.
Such a kind-hearted person has been so slandered and bullied in the United States and in the area under his jurisdiction.
Tremble!
He is shaking...
He suddenly thought of the indignant expressions on his face when he was taking notes with the onlookers, and even the English teacher who called Zhou Yang "hero"!
"Where is this gentleman's information?"
Locke suppressed the complicated emotions and began to ask about Zhao Sicheng's information.
Zhao Sicheng's information was spread out and his resume was also very detailed.
Locke noticed a detail. Zhao Sicheng continued to attack Zhou Yang overtly or covertly. Whether it was in the United States or in Hollywood, this was no longer a secret!
Other than that…
Zhao Sicheng also donated.
It’s just that this time the donation was donated to a noble college in the United States, and the amount of the donation was astonishing!
However, Locke increasingly felt that the amount of donations was very dazzling!
Noble Academy!
Isn’t that a white man’s paradise?
Discrimination, the source of many discriminations, comes from these aristocrats who feel good about themselves!
anger!
A sudden feeling of anger arose in his heart, and he really couldn't help but want to slap Zhao Sicheng hard.
But he still held back.
His expression was cold.
"Sir, you must investigate clearly. This damn Chinese is very cunning. Don't be fooled by him. He is the best at pretending to be pitiful! He is a villain!"
In the interrogation room, Zhao Sicheng was still shouting about his filial piety.
But Locke ignored him and called over another black man who punched Zhao Sicheng.
After a few mild reprimands and a symbolic fine of one hundred dollars, the black man was let go.
After the black man was about to walk out of the police station, he suddenly felt a little unwilling!
"Excuse me, sir, can I pay more fine?"
"what you up to?"
"I want to punch him two more times!"
"Mr. Powell! You're almost ready..."
"I'll give you a thousand dollars and punch me again!"
"..."
……………………
Zhou Yang was lying on the bed.
He stared blankly at the ceiling...
He realized something very deceiving.
At first, he just wanted to slap Zhao Sicheng, and then pretend to be dumbfounded. In the end, he would have to pay some money and be done with it.
He consulted Christian on the relevant laws in Los Angeles, and he knew that as long as he did not beat Zhao Sicheng into deafness and then did not enter Zhao Sicheng's house, he would have no problem.
So he did it!
And he tried his best to show his helplessness. Both Huang Jiacheng and Wang Shuai taught him that no matter what situation he encountered, he should not be anxious and should use his own advantages...
then!
He took advantage of his performance, thinking that at worst he would be forced into handcuffs...
But no one could have imagined that the development of things was completely beyond his expectation.
Not only was he fine, but he was inexplicably dragged into the hospital.
After being taken to the hospital, he suddenly panicked.
He refused to check. He felt that the matter was almost done. If he continued to do it, it would really feel like he was stirring up trouble.
but……
After seeing him, the black doctor not only refused to discharge him, but went to great lengths to take out a lot of instruments and examine him in detail.
To be honest, although Zhou Yang has a good psychological quality, he started to panic when he saw this battle!
Especially after a detailed examination with some messy instruments, he saw the black doctor staring at him very seriously, then shook his head and strongly suggested that he should be hospitalized!
Immediately afterwards, he stared blankly at the large number of problems found during the examination.
Is this doctor going to take this opportunity to charge me a lot of medical expenses?
He kept shaking his head and said that he was fine and did not need to be hospitalized. He was healthy physically and mentally...
But the more he behaved like this, the more serious the black doctor's expression became, and he even sighed quietly, saying that he hoped Zhou Yang would believe him...
"Mr. Zhou Yang, I know you have concerns about our medical care in the United States, but don't worry, I am not the doctor in "Saw" who charges high medical fees, let alone the nurse who harvests your organs to sell. I am very
Thank you for speaking for us. It is my honor for you to come to our hospital... Please believe me, your current mental state is really bad. You are very tired and need a good rest. Moreover, you have wounds on your chest.
There are fresh scratches that need to be disinfected. I hope you can cooperate with our treatment. How about it?" The black doctor's name is Cappuccino, who is the chief physician of the Los Angeles Hospital.
He looked tall, but very kind, and his expression when he saw Zhou Yang was very serious.
"Mr. Cappuccino, I'm not sick, I'm normal..."
"Yes, we know you are normal, but you need to rest. Don't worry, no one will disturb you."
"..."
The black doctor left, and Zhou Yang lay on the bed, looking out the window blankly.
There was so much noise outside the window that Zhou Yang couldn't sleep.
Now that you've come, let's make peace with it.
Zhou Yang had no choice but to sleep on the bed...
He was indeed very tired. As soon as he got off the plane, he ran to Zhao Sicheng to "deliver gifts". Could he not be tired?
He fell into a drowsy sleep.
When he woke up, it was already night.
During this period, the nurse came over, applied medicine to the scratch on his chest, wrapped it with gauze, and told Zhou Yang not to move.
Zhou Yang was speechless when he saw these people mobilizing troops and mobilizing troops!
Then...
The door is open!
A tall black young man in a suit came over. When he walked in, he was stunned when he saw the gauze on Zhou Yang's chest, and immediately sat next to Zhou Yang.
"Hello, Mr. Zhou Yang..."
"Hello!"
"Mr. Zhou Yang, what you have to do now is to have a good rest and introduce yourself. My name is Frank. I am the most famous lawyer in Los Angeles. I am sorry to hear about your experience in the United States. I plan to fight this case well for you."
lawsuit……"
"Ah? This..." Zhou Yang's mind went blank.
He had no idea that things would suddenly develop like this...
"This is my lawyer's license. Don't worry, I will make the murderer pay the price. We must sue him and prosecute him! Not only must we make him publicly apologize, but we must also make him compensate you for your mental losses and serious injuries.
Psychological trauma, by the way, can you tell me about the situation in detail? Mr. Locke has already told me, that person grabbed your collar and hit you, right? Is your face okay?"
"..."
After seeing lawyer Frank's very serious expression, Zhou Yang's mind went blank.