American Life

Chapter 126: The Wrong Person Was Arrested

Chapter 126: The Wrong Person Was Arrested
Charlie followed Kristine down the deep abandoned passage of the subway station. Kristine even took out the flashlight she had prepared in advance. In the flash of light, Charlie saw a flash of a mouse passing by. There is also a faint smell of urine.

Then, he heard the rumble of the subway passing by. It was obvious that the two of them had entered the subway system.

Then it suddenly became clear that this was a huge abandoned subway lane.

"Los Angeles doesn't have a maze-like complex subway network like New York. Do you know why? That's because residents live in satellite cities outside the city. Most people commute to work by car. We have more land here. This subway It’s a victim of rapid urban expansion and has now become a homeless paradise,” Christine explained.

After walking forward for a few more minutes, I could see seven or eight young people gathering together. They were wearing masks and carrying backpacks. There were men and women. I saw a strange man following Christine. They were like a big crowd. The enemy shouted:
"Hey, that's against the rules."

"Don't worry." Christine high-fived several people. This may be a unique way for young people to say hello.

"This is my current boss. I'm taking him around here."

"This guy, oh, I've seen him, on TV, Rick Stine, look what you have done, he will mess everything up." One of the guys with a black mask said to the two got up.

"No, he just came to take a look, that's all." Kristen explained.

"Wait a minute, I need to figure out what you are going to do first." Charlie looked at these masked guys. It was obvious that small things such as drinking, eating and dancing did not need to be covered up in this way.

"You'll know later." Kristen handed Charlie the same black mask.

Half an hour later, Charlie stood in the underground pedestrian passage and watched the group of people holding paint spray cans leaving marks on the wall.

A large half-figure with a street art style had already taken shape. Charlie looked at it for a long time and found that this person actually looked somewhat similar to himself.

Apparently, these people had a temporary change of heart.

Regardless of the creative content, leaving one's own mark in the public area, and expressing some artistic creativity by the way, and thinking that this is "cool" is essentially the same psychological effect as "XX came here to visit".

As expected of a young man.

Charlie looked at the people standing on the ladder and suddenly thought that he had done similar stupid things back then.

The task he was assigned tonight was to stand on the corner and patrol the area. If police officers from the patrol team arrived or citizens in trouble chose to call the municipal government, he would inform these people in advance.

Charlie just leaned on the corner with a cigar in his mouth, feeling like he was playing house with a child.

After a while, two police officers on patrol approached, holding flashlights.Wearing a Los Angeles Police Department uniform.

Charlie pretended to leave casually, and as soon as he passed the corner, he quickened his pace and said to several people, "Here comes the note."

"shit!"

Amid a burst of complaints, several people began to pack their things in a hurry.

At this time, Tiaozi also came to the corner and immediately quickened his pace when he saw several people.

"Stop, don't move!"

This group of young people ignored them and ran away quickly in the other direction.

Charlie was among them, and he was even the fastest of the bunch.

By the time they reached the safe zone, several people were out of breath. Charlie began to count the number of people, but found that one person was missing.

"Where's Christine?" Charlie asked.

"I just saw her packing her things."

"I knew calling you over would be bad," a man said angrily, following Charlie.

He himself was concerned about Christine's safety, but didn't know what to do, so he vented his anger on Charlie.

"Don't worry, she will be released after a few days of detention. We have made an agreement that if anyone is caught, neither of them will tell the other." Another person said.

Audibly, these guys also took inspiration from the silent principles of Italian gangs.

But what Charlie was thinking about at the moment was something else.

[She has to go filming tomorrow. If she delays for one day, she will have to pay an extra day's price. We can't let the investment go to waste. 】

Thinking of this, Charlie turned back the same way.

When he came to the underground passage again, he saw Christine being pinned to the ground by the two LAPDs and being handcuffed.

"Stand still, sir." Another young police officer pulled out his pistol and pointed it at Charlie.

Charlie raised his hands: "Easy, police officer, this is just children's nonsense, there is no need to use a gun."

"The specific situation still needs to be investigated. Half an hour ago, a homeless man was attacked three hundred feet away and is being rescued in the hospital. Witnesses revealed that the attacker's attire was very consistent with this girl." The police officer took Chris Ting dragged up.

"What? I didn't do anything. You arrested the wrong person." Christine struggled.

"Cooperate and say whatever you need." Charlie quickly stopped her behavior.

"Can you call my father for me?" Christine said to Charlie before being escorted into the police car.Her face was pale and she looked really scared.

Looking at the police car driving away, Charlie muttered:
"You should at least give me your number, right?"

In desperation, I had to call Sol again.

When Saul heard the reason for Charlie's call, he didn't say much. After all, as a lawyer, he has to deal with emergencies encountered by his clients.

"She is now a member of the company, and I am the company's lawyer. Of course I should help her deal with related issues."

Early the next morning, Charlie received a thank you call from Christine.

She had just come home from the police station.

"Although I really want to give you a holiday, you also know..."

"I understand, sir. I'll catch up on my sleep on the way to town."

"very good."

"Besides, my father also wants to talk to you."

"No need, say hello to him for me." Charlie never thought about talking to her father.

"He said he would thank you personally. He is standing by my side now. Can you give him a few minutes?"

"Ok."

Charlie responded helplessly.

Christine told my father that she wanted to invite Charlie to the house as a guest in the evening, but Charlie vetoed it.

"Okay sir, I know you are very busy. I have been a program producer at Fox TV station for more than ten years. If you need my help in the future, you can call me at any time." The other party said on the phone.

"Wait...you just said you wanted to invite me to your home?" Charlie asked suddenly.

"Of course sir."

"Just tonight." Charlie changed his mind temporarily.

Christine's father is a TV show producer, so it would be better to talk to him about the show.

(End of this chapter)

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