America: Starting with the acquisition of MGM

Chapter 161 160. Almost angry and scared to death

In front of the Santa Barbara Police Department, the eyes of hundreds of people were attracted to the video.

The same situation happened on the left, right, and behind the police station, completely surrounding the Santa Barbara Police Department.

The attention of a large number of unfamiliar passers-by was also attracted, and the number of people present exceeded at least 2,000.

In the picture, the door was violently pushed open, and a dozen police officers led by Tom Schneider broke in. Their words and appearance were clearly visible and audible.

"Attention everyone, follow the pre-arranged search and search carefully. This is Michael Jackson's bedroom, the most private place, and his criminal evidence must be hidden."

"Held, what are you doing! How can you find evidence like this? Break it, cut it open, there's probably something disgusting about that nigger hidden inside."

Crack!

Wow!

Stab!

The first floor was quickly destroyed. Tom Schneider came to the collection room of Maikou on the second floor. When he saw the exquisite collections displayed, a sinister smile suddenly appeared on his face, and his expression was clearly captured.

bump! bump! bump!

Toy, take it apart!

Figure, smash it!

Records and CDs, break them apart and stomp them to pieces!

Comic books, tear them apart!

"Well, sir, according to your request, we did not find any evidence related to child molestation. If we continue to search, we will have to smash the wall."

"Forget it, it seems there really isn't one here. It must have been hidden somewhere else by Jackson."

"After all, with the 1993 case, this pedophile must have heightened his vigilance, and it is impossible for us to easily find evidence."

Finally, a group of police officers who were no different from robbers shamelessly almost demolished the house and ended the search.

The video ends here, but the screening does not end. Eric will let people play it on a loop, just to put pressure on these shameless bastards.

After watching the video, everyone immediately turned their angry gazes to Tom Schneider and several police officers who were not far away. They were all involved in this vicious action.

The reporters were the first to react. They picked up their microphones and cameras and rushed over, fearing that the other party would run away.

The people who were brought along by them all rushed over. The people who had been hired were filled with anger, and their angry roars were about to shatter the glass of the police station.

"Prosecutor Schneider, is the content of the video true?"

"What's the police's explanation for this?"

"FUCK! What a bunch of robbers!"

Several policemen subconsciously touched their waists, and then realized that they didn't have guns with them. But in this case, what would happen if they did? Who dares to drive!

Tom Schneider was so frightened that his face turned pale and his mind went blank. He was picked up and quickly retreated into the police station, and then closed the door and locked it.

Bang bang bang!

Bang bang bang!

There were constant knocks and banging on the door, and Brown Howard ran over with a group of people.

"What's going on? What happened? Aren't you asked to appease the people's emotions?"

But Tom Schneider was speechless and his eyes were blank. All he could think about was the end of his political career.

There has been such a big scandal. If you want to use the prosecutor as a springboard to run for Congress, don't even think about it.

In order to quell public anger, an explanation must be given to the public, and for the sake of votes, the city government will definitely remove him from his post.

If it's not enough, he will be taken to court and eventually jailed.

These police officers are better off. At least they have reason to refute that they acted under orders and could not help themselves. They will definitely be investigated and punished, but the severity will be lighter.

After listening to his subordinate's report and looking at the many figures outside through the glass, Brown Howard suddenly had a splitting headache.

If such a big thing happens, his career will be affected. This is his second year as director, why is he so unlucky!

The anger in his eyes could not be restrained at all, he pointed at Tom Schneider and shouted: "Asshole! Is this guy going to kill us? Get out! Let him disappear from my eyes!"

Several policemen hurriedly helped people escape. Brown Howard was sweating on his forehead as he hurriedly thought of countermeasures.

"Director, this is not the way to go. Should we use means to drive them away? For example, tear gas." A captain suggested.

But in an instant, he was met with the director's look like he was looking at an idiot.

"Has your fucking head grown to your butt? You have to take your time to use means. Now we are more hateful than the Soviets. Do you want us to become Afghans?"

The captain who made the suggestion immediately shrank his head and acted like an ostrich. Brown Howard asked angrily: "Think of a solution quickly. Who has any reliable countermeasures?"

After a moment of pause, a deputy director said nonchalantly: "Director, I think it's better to let Michael Jackson come forward. Now only he can calm the anger of these people and at least get over the current hurdle first."

"Yes, Jackson, Jackson, only he can do it now."

The group of people hurriedly ran to the interrogation room, where they also heard faint roars outside.

Maikou looked outside curiously: "There seems to be some movement, it sounds very noisy."

Messerio didn't know what Eric had done, but he knew that the movement must have been caused by the young man.

He patted Maikou on the back and comforted him, saying, "It's okay, we'll be out soon."

At this time, the door of the interrogation room was pushed open, and Brown Howard walked in.

Different from the anger just now, his face was now full of smiles and apologies, just like Ochumelov.

As he just said, we have become Soviets.

Signaling the police in the room to leave, Brown Howard introduced himself with a smile: "Hello Mr. Jackson, I am Brown Howard, the police chief of Santa Barbara, and I am also your fan."

"Your trembling is really great. I even went to see the Dangerous Tour concert. It was a great memory."

Maikou looked at the other party in confusion, his mind filled with questions, what is going on?

He said hesitantly: "Hello Director Brown, thank you for your support, but now seems not the time to talk about these things."

"Of course, of course, I know. I came here to inform you that the questioning is over and you can leave the police station and go home."

Hearing this, Maico looked at lawyer Messerio next to him, who asked: "What about the result? My client has been detained for more than ten hours, there must be a result."

Brown Howard smiled and said: "Of course there is no problem. There is no evidence that Mr. Jackson is related to child molestation. And I must apologize on behalf of the Santa Barbara Police Department. We will definitely compensate for the losses caused during the search."

"Of course, I hope Mr. Jackson understands that I just learned about this myself. Tom Schneider organized everything."

"What he did was a violation of the law and I will definitely report it to the city government. Please believe that the government will give Mr. Jackson justice."

Maikou already knew the situation at home. Although he was heartbroken, the deal was already done and could not be undone.

He stood up and said: "I also believe that the law will be on the side of justice, so let's stop here."

"Wait a minute, Mr. Jackson, there is one more thing I hope to get your help with. You should have heard the voices outside. They are reporters and your fans."

"I sincerely apologize to you again. I hope you can calm everyone's emotions and not let the situation worsen."

Maikou looked at Messerio, who nodded.

"Well, I will be interviewed after I get out anyway."

"Thank you very much!"

Outside the police station, a group of people were waiting anxiously, and the roof of the police station almost flew off with their curses.

Half an hour later, the door opened again and Michael walked out, followed by attorneys Brown, Howard and Messerio.

Seeing the electronic screen facing the police station door not far away, Maikou immediately understood that the only one who had the ability to make such a big splash in a short period of time was Eric.

Although Bo Bao is also very powerful, his influence is concentrated in the real estate field, and he cannot compare with Eric in terms of public opinion.

When they saw the real owner, the reporters immediately pounced on him like rabbits, and the noise became louder and louder. Brown Howard was sweating coldly when he saw it, and he had already greeted Tom Schneider's whole family over and over again in his heart.

Maikou stood on the steps, raising his hands to signal everyone to be quiet.

Then he said: "Thank you very much for taking the trouble to come and support me. I have a lot to say to you, but now I can only say that I love you!"

"oh"

Everyone cheered.

Then Mykko briefly talked about his experiences from yesterday to today. Brown Howard's eyelids jumped again and he could only pray that Mykko wouldn't say anything bad.

"Maikou, I believe you have also seen the video on the big screen. What do you think?" a reporter from the Freeman Newspaper asked.

Maiko shook his head: "Heartbroken, they shouldn't be like this. This is not what prosecutors should do. This behavior seriously violated my rights and I will reserve the right to prosecute."

"So, did the police find any evidence from Neverland? You know what evidence I'm talking about."

"No, there is no evidence. Even though my home was damaged like this, if you don't believe me, you can ask Director Brown."

Hearing that the person standing behind Meiko was the police chief, everyone's eyes immediately fell on him. Seeing the anger, Brown Howard suddenly felt a little uncomfortable.

He could only nod: "Mr. Jackson is right, the police did not find any evidence about this case."

"This violent search was entirely Tom Schneider's personal behavior. The government will definitely give the public a satisfactory answer."

A reporter from the Los Angeles Times pointed the camera at him: "Michael, you have been detained in the police station for more than 12 hours. Since the police violently destroyed your home, have you suffered any violence?"

Faced with this problem, Maikou said nothing, but turned his back silently to everyone.

Messerio carefully lifted up his sleeves and saw two long blood stains appearing on his arms, which looked shocking in the sunlight.

There was a burst of shooting below, and the reporters were extremely excited. The materials were getting richer and bigger.

They have even begun to look forward to the court hearing at the end of the month, wondering what big fuss will happen then.

"Okay, my speech ends here. If anyone wants to know more, you can come to Neverland. I also hope that everyone will not block the police station, so as not to delay the normal police dispatch and affect those who need help."

Maikou's words immediately made everyone feel unbearable.

He really made me cry to death!

On the other hand, Brown Howard almost fainted when he saw the blood stains.

From his experience, he could naturally tell that it was caused by friction from being handcuffed for too long.

But damn, I could swear that I really didn’t know there was such a thing, so I could only continue to curse Tom Snyder in my heart.

After speaking, Michael left. Some people and reporters followed him to Neverland, and some reporters began to surround Brown Howard.

As for the group of people hired by Chen Xing, they will naturally continue to besiege the police station. He has already paid for three days. If it is not enough, he will continue. Anyway, demonstrations are very popular in the United States.

Of course, in theory, demonstrations in the United States must be reported to the government in advance, otherwise the police can take necessary measures.

But this time the police really had no reason at all, so under the premise of maintaining restraint, they could only turn a blind eye to prevent the conflict from continuing to escalate.

At Neverland, Michael and a group of reporters arrived one after another.

You can see the electronic screen at the gate from a distance, and the video is playing in a loop.

Taking the reporter to his place of residence, Maikou said: "If you need to, you can go in and take pictures."

After hearing this, reporters rushed in to take first-hand information, and then saw two Playboy books exposed in the ruins in Maikou's bedroom.

Pushing aside the clutter, the cover was revealed, and it was his old friends Madonna and Charlie's Angels Drew Barrymore.

The reporters couldn't help but smile and took close-up shots one after another.

When the filming was over, Asherkin was already waiting outside.

"Dear journalists, if you need this video, please come with me. Everyone can copy it."

The reporters were taken away by Asherkin, and everything was clearly arranged.

And Eric never came forward. It is better to hide this kind of thing behind the scenes. It is not difficult for interested people to investigate, but there is no need to take the initiative to expose oneself.

"Welcome home!"

Eric and Michael hugged each other.

"Eric, thank you. You always show up when I'm in need. You're like the angel in my life."

Xiti brought her personal doctor over to give Maiquan medicine. Eric was relieved when he saw that the doctor was a white man.

Because he remembered that the direct cause of Michael's death was a drug overdose, and the murderer was his personal doctor.

He couldn't remember the name, but he remembered that the doctor was black.

"Doctor, is the injury serious?"

"It's nothing serious, just superficial injuries."

Several people were relieved, and Eric said: "These people, I will make them pay the price!"

"Haha. With this video here, Tom Schneider is destined to die. As for how the situation will evolve in the end, it depends on how fermented the public opinion is."

"Of course, the bigger the better, I haven't finished my tricks yet!"