King of Hollywood

Chapter 223 How did you find me?

Doing this kind of thing in the car is very dangerous, but at the same time it is very exciting. Adrian has tried it. He had experience when he was photographed dating Julia for the first time. If you slow down and concentrate, you won't have too many problems, and it will last longer.

Although Halle Berry is black, she has a quarter of Caucasian ancestry, so her appearance and figure are quite good, and the advantages of mixed race are especially evident in her. In addition, the hair was shortened for the movie, refreshing and capable, and the red dress was also unique, so Adrian also enjoyed it to the fullest.

Of course, allowing her to play this kind of trick is naturally because she has been dealt with before that. The process is very simple. Adrian chatted with her on the set when he was producing "Bad Boys" for several years. At the end of last year, he just ended his three-year marriage. When he asked her out, he was relaxing in a nightclub, so The two simply started talking in the nightclub.

Speaking of it, her husbands were very strange, either having an affair or being violent. She even lost 80% of her hearing in one ear in a beating. Of course, none of this has happened yet, but it doesn’t prevent Adrian from saying some good words, coupled with deliberate guidance. After a few conversations, Harley began to talk about her distress, and in the end it was completely She was talking alone, drinking glass after glass whether Adrian was listening or not.

In this situation, alcohol quickly occupied her body, and Harley became more unrestrained, and Adrian, who was well-spoken and attractive, began to sexually appeal to him. Adrian was naturally not polite. After making out in the dark corner of the nightclub, he hugged and went to the men's bathroom. After that, the two returned to Halle's house to continue.

Harley didn't care when she woke up the next day, and made breakfast for Adrian, and then agreed to play the heroine in "Operation Swordfish". After that, the two had a few times of passion, but Harley didn't make too many demands. Although Adrian was very gentle, considerate and respected her, she knew that there were some things that a playboy could not expect. Although Halle has no vision when it comes to finding a husband, she still has some brains in this regard.

Adrian is also very comfortable. Although the beautiful black pearl is good, especially the slender waist, whether it is held in the hand or swayed, it is quite enjoyable, but he has no intention of keeping her, unless Harry can Like Yukie, she keeps her posture low and focuses on Adrian. So it's better to play friendly games occasionally.

Not to mention this, as time has entered May, and the Cannes Film Festival is in front of us, "Mulholland Drive" has almost been completed. This film was originally a gimmick in editing, and the post-production was not particularly complicated. There are still a few days to complete the dailies, and then it will be sent to France to prepare for the film festival. But before that, some things have to be sorted out first.

The sun is hanging high in the sky. Although it has just entered May, the weather in the rainless Los Angeles is basically not much different from that of midsummer. Pedestrians on the streets have also changed into summer clothes early. Sexy girls in tulle skirts have also become a beautiful landscape.

The white Saab finally found its place and stopped in the parking lot. An old man in his sixties with a bald head opened the car door. He was dressed relatively formally, with a white round neck T-shirt inside and a dark suit jacket outside. He is out of tune with the people on the street, and with a pair of wide sunglasses on the bridge of his nose, he looks very imposing.

After walking out of the parking lot, he looked left and right, and then checked the time, and then walked to the agreed place - a decent cafe near the parking lot. Pushing away the cafes, the old man walked in, looked again, not many people, very quiet, he quickly set his sights on the middle-aged man who was reading the newspaper in the third row by the window, the other party noticed his After looking at him, he raised his head, smiled slightly and made a gesture of please.

The old man came to him in a few steps, sat down and said to the waiter who came over: "A cup of cappuccino."

At the same time, he looked at the man in front of him silently. He couldn't tell his age. He might be over thirty or forty years old. He had a very mediocre face. If he left immediately, he would probably die when he returned to the office. Forget what he looks like. But this is the most important condition for the pros, only mediocrity can get closer to the target and not be recognized.

"This is what you want, Mr. Martin." The old man said, taking out a thin document bag from his suitcase, putting it on the table and pushing it in front of the other party.

The other party didn't say anything, just smiled slightly, took the file bag and opened it, and began to read the contents carefully. The old man didn't speak, and quietly drank the cappuccino brought by the waiter and began to wait. After about twenty minutes, the middle-aged man whom he called "Mr. Martin" finally finished looking at the things in his hands, then raised his head and smiled apologetically, "Sorry for keeping you waiting."

"It's okay, I think this should satisfy you." The old man suppressed the impatience in his heart, and frankly said that he didn't like dealing with this kind of people, and he always smiled politely and harmlessly The appearance makes people unable to judge what is thinking in the heart. For people in this industry, the inability to grasp the emotions of the other party will make them passive. It is not unrelated to this that he will suffer a small loss this time. .

"Yes, I am very satisfied. It exceeded my expectations, Mr. Anthony Pelicano." Martin nodded, and then took out two copies of the documents in his hand and handed them over, "These are no longer needed."

The old man was slightly surprised, but he still put the handed-in materials back into the suitcase calmly, and then asked: "So, what do I need?"

Martin then pulled out an envelope from his pocket and pushed it down in front of him. Pelicano frowned but didn't ask much, and opened the envelope in front of the other party. Inside was a check and a Neatly folded paper. Glancing at the numbers on the check, Pellicano didn't care. He was used to seeing large numbers over the years, but he was a little puzzled. With this doubt, he opened the paper.

The words above are very short, and they were typed out with a computer. It can be seen that the other party is a cautious person. Pelicano quickly finished browsing, then pondered for a while and read it a few times. eyebrow.

"My boss said that this is an exchange of information. After all, you have been in Hollywood for decades and you are also a well-known figure. You must not suffer too much." Martin spread his hands and used honorifics.

"Okay, then I won't be hypocritical, please thank your boss for me," Pellicano put the check away after thinking about it, "Anyway, you won a game this time, you are a formidable player Martin, in all these years in Hollywood, this is the first time someone can use professional means to stumble me——Martin Mortimer is not your real name, is it?"

"It doesn't matter, I'm Martin Mortimer now," Martin shrugged. "Actually, you don't have to be so self-deprecating. You know, the boss calls you Hollywood Eye. He said that most of the things that happen here are It will not escape your eyes. I can win a game, except that I am a newcomer here, you don't know me yet, and I know you well, and I can use more resources is also one of the reasons."

Pelicano couldn't help raising his eyebrows: "Intervening in the divorce case of Tom Cruise and Nicole Kidman, and knowing the reaction of public opinion so well, there is a powerful person like you working, and you can give considerable support , I can almost guess who your boss is."

Martin chuckled, drank the coffee in his cup, got up and patted him on the shoulder in fear, then picked up the file bag and walked out. The old man was still drinking his cappuccino unhurriedly, and it took a while before he breathed a sigh of relief. Although he had such a premonition after accepting Cruise's commission, he didn't expect it to be involved.

To be honest, he could still talk and laugh freely when facing Kirk Cokerine, but it was very troublesome to face those guys. He was not afraid of them, but it would undoubtedly be very difficult to get into trouble with them. These guys control the media, halving the effect of what he is best at. More importantly, the underworld is illegal anyway, but these people, these really rich people, are best at turning illegal things into legitimate

"I'm sorry, Tom, I can't help you too much." Pellicano shrugged indifferently, drank his coffee, got up and left, then just quit, there's no need to offend a big shot for Cruise, right?

Taking brisk steps, Martin quickly came outside the boss's office and looked at another transparent glass office next to him. The beautiful assistant secretary was not in his place. Where would she be now? Martin tapped his head lightly with his fingers, and finally decided to knock on the door after thinking about it.

After the sound of thump, thump, and after waiting for a while, the door in front of him opened with a click, and Charlize Theron, a beautiful and sexy South African diamond, appeared in front of Martin. Yes, South African Diamond, this name is widely circulated in the company. It is said that it was given by the boss, which is the same as the Hollywood Eye of Pelicano, but the women in the company prefer to use another name in private.

"Mr. Adrian, here comes Mr. Mortimer," she called, turning her head.

"Please come in." The boss' voice came from inside, and Charlize immediately made a gesture of invitation.

"Thank you." Martin nodded with a smile, and turned around after taking two steps: "By the way, Miss Charlize, your neckline..."

As he spoke, he made a gesture, Charlize looked down, then frowned slightly, quickly tidied up the neckline that was rolled in, and restored a misplaced button by the way, then raised his head and said in a cold tone :"thanks."

As long as she is in the company, she always looks like she rejects people thousands of miles away. Whether it is the men who want to pursue her or the women who point at her behind her back, she never seems to take it to heart. Does the boss look like this too? Martin, who realized that he was thinking about it, quickly shook his head slightly, but he had to admit that the boss's women are very individual, so it's no wonder he likes to chase beautiful women. If it wasn't like this, he wouldn't...

"How is it, Martin?" The boss Adrian Cowell, who was sitting on a high-back chair and fiddling with his tie, asked with a smile at this moment. He was only wearing a shirt, and although his coat was hanging on the hanger, From that wrinkled look, it looked like he was on time, and it would be troublesome if they were two or three minutes late when they got to the actual steps.

"Everything is going well." Martin said as he sat down and handed over the document bag in his hand.

"Very good," the boss, who had roughly flipped through, nodded, "Pellicano is a smart man. He has been in Hollywood for so many years, and he knows when to reach out and when to stop."

"Well done, Martin," he said, looking up. "Shall I reward you with anything?"

"That's not necessary," Martin shook his head, "This matter is actually very simple. Pelicano's best method is nothing more than obtaining important information about the opponent through various illegal means, and then blackmailing him. Said, the same is applicable, with your support, and hidden behind the scenes, none of his tricks will have much effect, and the wiretapping software is not worth mentioning. You also said that he is a smart man, so let someone else do it. Do the same to get the results you have now.”

"But not as beautifully as you did," Adrian shrugged. "You're really good, Martin, and I'm not mistaken."

"Come on, let's talk about these things next time, and wait until I fully demonstrate my strength, otherwise I will be prosecuted for fraud." Martin spread his hands.

Adrian laughed suddenly: "You know, Martin, I really hope to call you by the name Vincent Price."

"That name is outdated. I am Martin Mortimer now." Martin said calmly, but he still sighed in his heart. This was the first time he was caught by someone in more than ten years.

A few months ago, he was taken aback when the European private detective and his men blocked him in a hotel in Athens. At the very beginning, he had missed a few times, but he has never failed in the past ten years. There are many reasons, for example, it can take several years to get one vote-he never spends a lot of money, and in this line of work, besides making money It's still very exciting—or he has an extremely mediocre face that you forget when you turn your head. Of course, one of the reasons why those cheated millionaires don't dare to save face and don't bother to call the police.

Unexpectedly, this time he would be caught right away. When he was about to escape—although he had missed before, but he had never been caught before, and he had some experience in escaping—the other party said he didn't like it. Not hired to bring him to justice, but the employer wanted to talk to him.

Dubious, Martin watched the other party dial the phone, and then picked up the receiver. He realized who the other party was after just a few words. The American media upstart who cheated the other party of 2 million in London was also a big director and big producer. Adrian Kewell Martin, who is also known as a miracle director, has always had a good memory, otherwise he would not have been so smooth.

At the same time, the other party revealed a piece of news that surprised him on the phone. After being fooled, the other party began to hire someone to investigate him, and persisted until now, but the other party did not want to sue him or deal with him. Rather, the other party admired him very much and wanted to To hire him to do something, and ask him to come to the United States to talk.

After thinking for a long time, Martin agreed to this request. He didn't think that Adrian was playing with him. Besides, it was too easy to solve a rich man who could spare no effort to transfer him and miraculously found him. up.

Soon Martin came to Los Angeles, and then met Adrian in the chairman's office of the media, and then the other party formally invited him.

"You have a smart mind, a fickle temperament, a calm attitude, and...a rather mediocre face. I just need such a person to collect information for me." He said very seriously.

"I don't think I'm suitable for this. I prefer an exciting life. If you let me lead the intelligence collection work, you may end up entrusting someone to someone else." Martin declined.

"No, no, no matter how exciting you are, you can't live in it forever. A proper ordinary life will make you more determined to challenge. It is also debatable what kind of challenge this is. You can be eloquent at a high-end reception. , It is a challenge to deceive those people who usually seem to be superior, and it is also a challenge to analyze the most important part of countless intelligence or to carefully investigate the situation of the target. I will solve your worries and you will have a sense of stability A decent job, and then give full play to my talents with my support, instead of talking to myself with a few unspeakable things in my old age." Adrian said.

I have to admit that this guy is very good at preaching, at least Martin was really attracted by him, but he couldn't help struggling: "Why... choose me?"

"Because you successfully deceived me. It has something to do with my impatience and good manners at that time. But if you are fooled, you are fooled. There is no good excuse. I am a confident and even arrogant person. Since someone can make me fool, Then it means that he is qualified to be used by me, and he must be used by me." Adrian did not hide the slightest, followed by a hey smile: "If you refuse, then I will sue you for fraud, I don't like Some people want to save face like that, American prisons are not so easy to sit in.”

Although he knew that what the other party said was mostly a joke, Martin knew that he was likely to do it for real, and the anger that the other party showed at that moment brought back some memories of his youth, so the answer can already be determined .

But before that, he had one more question to ask: "How did you find me?"

"It's very simple. I have a photographic memory, and the sketch is also good. I drew your appearance that day, and then I found a helper at the police station. I asked a private detective to search all over Europe. If I meet someone similar, I will take a picture of you. Send the photo to me so I can identify it. I have always been good at observing details, and to pursue a woman is to start with the details." He spread his hands, "Look, I'm very sincere, aren't I?"

"Okay, you won." Martin said after a long sigh. . ..