The world of American TV series: Starting with the L.A. Patrol.

Chapter 428 Rhett’s Spring ()

The so-called nanny car is a motorhome converted from a bus, which is used by celebrities who are filming day and night to rest.

Of course, ordinary actors cannot enjoy this treatment. Although Laila is not very famous, her agent still found ways to rent such a car for her through sponsorship.

So it seems reasonable for Laila to say that her agent is kind-hearted. You must know that the most indispensable thing in Hollywood is starlets. Which agent is not squeezing the resources in his hands to the extreme?

The reason for bringing Jiejie along this time was mainly because Laila was a victim and not a suspect. Although she had consent to inspect her RV, having a female detective do it could avoid some embarrassment.

"A very self-disciplined girl. The car is very clean. There are no illegal drugs, empty wine bottles, or any other messy things. There are a lot of books. I like this girl a little bit."

Jiejie stepped out of the RV, took off her gloves and said.

"Uh, shouldn't you focus on checking if there are any cameras or bugs?" Jack asked knowingly.

"Then why did you leave Rhett there on purpose?" Jiejie asked.

Jack seemed like an old father who was worried about his children, "Oh, I hope this child can understand our painstaking efforts."

"You are enough."

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The two left the parking lot and returned to the beach, where they saw Red holding a bottle of Coke in his hand, chatting with Laila by the water bar.

"I'm sorry, I may have been a little... uh... slow yesterday." Rhett hesitated as if to express his apology. After speaking, he picked up the Coke in his hand and took a sip, as if to hide his embarrassment.

"You were at work at that time, weren't you?" Laila didn't seem to care very much, operating a coffee machine clumsily.

"Besides, I haven't thanked you for sending me home. Is that your job too?"

"Ah, of course not. In fact, it was Jack who reminded me. You have to know that he is very good at pleasing girls." Rhett spoke a little unscrupulously.

Is this considered victimization by public opinion? Jack, who was eavesdropping on the side, was very angry, mainly because Jiejie was still standing next to him.

"Then there's no need to apologize. On the contrary, I should thank you." Laila took a sip of the coffee, showed a disgusted expression, and reached out to take the Coke in Red's hand.

"You don't mind sharing it with me?"

Rhett looked at her dumbly and took two sips before he realized, "Of course not."

At this time, a beautiful woman wearing headphones hurriedly walked over, and Laila took the initiative to say hello to her, "Hi, Maggie."

"Hey Leila, how are you getting ready?"

Jack unexpectedly discovered that this assistant-looking girl looked a bit like a young version of Scarlett Johansson. In terms of appearance, she was not inferior to Laila at all.

He couldn't help but sigh in his heart, this is indeed Hollywood, beautiful girls are trying their best to squeeze into this circle.

"Scene 43 is about to be filmed, in ten minutes. Is it okay?" The beautiful assistant handed Laila a stack of letters, and then said with emotion,

"You have more and more fans."

Laila smiled, took the letter and put it aside. The two chatted for a few more words before the beautiful assistant named Maggie left in a hurry.

"Sorry, I can't accompany you anymore, the filming is about to start." Laila said, handing the Coke back to Red, unbuttoning her bathrobe, revealing the three-point bikini underneath.

Rhett put the Coke bottle to his mouth, but his eyes seemed to be glued to the girl's body, following the girl's leaving figure until his line of sight was blocked by Jack and Jiejie walking from the side.

Rhett quickly turned around and pretended to drink Coke seriously.

"You don't mind sharing it with me?" A clean voice came from behind. Of course, she was talking to Jack, who was also holding a bottle of Bing Kuo Luo in his hand.

"Shut up, you two!" Rhett almost spit out a mouthful of Coke and ran away.

"Ah, I obviously didn't say anything." Jack felt that he was about to be unjustly accused to death today.

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"Filming is really a boring job."

This is the unanimous conclusion reached by the three FBI agents after spending half a day on the set.

This was still the filming of a TV series, and there were not many NGs. If it were a movie, Jack doubted that he could doze off on the recliner for an entire afternoon.

Although the beauties in bikinis are indeed very eye-catching, it is very boring to watch the staff working from a distance. If he plans to come to the set again tomorrow, he must bring a binoculars.

As the sun set, the three of them accompanied Laila back to the parking lot. Her daytime scenes were over, and they were ready to go back to rest and wait for tonight's night scene.

<divclass="contentadv"> "What is this?" Laila, who was walking at the front, stood in front of the RV and doubtfully took out a kraft paper envelope stuck on the door.

"Can I come?" Rhett took the envelope from her hand.

After getting a positive answer, he opened the envelope, and there was only an A4 paper with a paragraph written on it.

"Laila: I have always been so good to you, how can you go to the police?"

After seeing the content on the paper, Laila's pretty face instantly turned pale and turned pale.

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"I have checked the surveillance in the parking lot. Although there is no footage directly facing the RV, I did not see any suspicious people around, let alone any motorcyclists wearing helmets," John said.

Angela, Tim and John rushed to the scene along with the remaining members of the BAU.

"Dr. Reid, do you think the grammar of this sentence is a bit special?" Rossi looked at the sentence on the paper over and over.

Rhett nodded, "Yes, the suspect used the past participle to emphasize the past, and also used the initial participle 'always'."

"Haha, can you speak English?" Tim smiled.

"Isn't it English they are discussing?" Jack said a cold joke that was not funny.

"I think what they're saying is that the suspect sounds like someone that Leila knows."

Hotchner helped explain that in fact, everyone in the BAU and the three LAPDs were relatively familiar with each other. Not only had they dined at Jack's house, but they had also drank together.

"Maybe it's time to raise Lyla's protection level," Angela suggested.

Emily looked around and said, "The people on the set are too cluttered. Even if I have personal protection, I'm still worried about the actual effect, unless Jack..."

Jack shook his head, "It's useless for me to be here unless the staff around me change into swimsuits and swimming trunks that are difficult to hide weapons."

John's eyes lit up and he said, "This seems like a good idea." He immediately drew the eyes of all the ladies present.

"And I don't think this is a physical threat. After all, it's easier to protect yourself by staying in one place than running around."

Rhett's eyes flickered, and he spoke insincerely.

"I promise not to go anywhere. You can't stop this show just because of me. I have only one last scene left to finish tomorrow."

Laila prayed, "Yesterday I told myself, don't be afraid of this madman. I can live here tonight for your protection. Can you let me finish this play?"

Tim lowered his head and thought for a moment, then looked at Hotchner.

"I can send two people to stay here. John should not mind working overtime in front of a group of beauties in swimsuits. No one except the staff is allowed to enter or leave the set. Then we will strengthen the patrol police nearby."

Hotchner nodded in agreement, "Red and Jack will stay on set and we will continue to do our job and look for further clues."

"Wait a moment." Jack called to everyone who was about to leave, walked to Rosie, and whispered.

"The suspect acted angry at Laila for seeking help from the police, which is likely to change his usual behavior."

"What do you mean?" Rossi wondered.

"Laila's agent, he said yesterday that he drove Laila to the police station. Do you think the murderer is possible?"

Rossi pondered for a moment, "It's possible, what do you think?"

"Find someone to protect him secretly. The murderer's method is execution-style shooting. Just make sure he won't be left alone." Jack suggested.

"Leave it to me." Emily took the initiative to take over the job.

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