[American Entertainment] The road to becoming a god

After filming "Dream of Paris" exhausted physically and mentally, Gaspar barely stayed on the set and returned to the United States that night. To be honest, once in a lifetime is enough for this kind of script and this kind of shooting.He plans to take a break, at least after his birthday, before starting the sequel to the superhero, while preparing for the major awards.

By the way, although he and Leonardo broke up, but their affair is still going on, and these gossip has no answer to true or false, so the two of them won the "Best Gossip" in the Best Man of the Year Awards Couples', of course, neither of them were there when the awards were presented, and the organizers sent them the trophy directly.

During the break, Gaspar and Ralph became more involved, although Aniston told him that Ralph was a 'sanctified love liar' and not as harmless as he seemed, but Gaspar didn't care , anyway, he is not pursuing a long-term and stable relationship, he doesn't care whether his current lover has a bad record, as long as the job is good and he can flirt normally, the rest is not important.

The only regret is that Ralph returned to the UK shortly after Gaspar came back because of work problems. They can only contact by phone, otherwise, they should be staying together now.

At first they just talked about some issues about the script, but as they further discussed the plot, some behaviors of the officer heated up their entire conversation, such as the psychological changes of Sean (the Jewish boy), from the beginning Forced, he gradually developed some Stockholm syndrome-like problems, and he began to cater to Jurgen (officer), even thinking that he was in love with him from the bottom of his heart.

"So, this is going to be a romantic movie set in World War II, am I right?" Gaspar sat on the sofa with a bowl of cornflakes and talked on the phone with Ralph, "I re-read the script a few times. , I found that you have marked many places and described them in the form of stories."

"Yes, I'm glad you found them." Ralph's voice sounded hoarse, as if he had just woken up, "This movie was originally a very simple love story, but then added the background of World War II, Then you added racial antagonisms, and I think it's now a more complex story of humanity."

"Yeah—but, I thought you wanted to—" Gaspar licked his lower lip and said hesitantly. He turned over a page of the script, and a certain plot about the dining table was described quite hotly. “I initially thought you were going for the out-of-chronological approach, sort of like Memento or Pulp Fiction.”

"Perhaps." Ralph replied lazily, "The method will not affect the content of the movie. I don't have too high demands on the director."

Gaspar clapped his hands and put the cornflakes aside, carefully calculating the possible budget of the movie, as well as the shooting location and other needs.

"That's good," he agreed, "I'll help you contact Christopher, but his schedule is hard to say, I'm not sure he—"

"Don't be so anxious, Gasper." Ralph interrupted Gasper's plan. Gasper heard a sound of water on the phone. He guessed that the other party probably went to the bathroom and was about to go into the bathtub and run a hot water bath. Bath, "Let's talk about that scene at the dinner table, that part will be the turning point of their relationship, you just said, that is the first time Sean responds to Jurgen during the sex | thing-maybe Before planning, we should try, you know, about those moves."

Gaspar's hand on the phone froze before he realized that Ralph was talking about that aspect, which he didn't even think about until the other party's last sentence.

"Oh," he said momentarily, "you mean, now?"

"uh-huh."

"But, but we only have the phone, and it's not even visual, I can't see you."

"It's the same." Ralph Fiennes seemed to hear Gasper's jerky and embarrassment, he chuckled, and comforted him: "Just listen to me, don't be nervous, no one is looking at you. "

Gaspar took a deep breath. He stood up and looked at all transparent or reflective places. He didn't want to accidentally see himself from somewhere in the upcoming activities and lose interest all at once.

"Is there a table near you?" asked Ralph.

"some."

"Okay, go to the table." He said in an almost commanding tone, "Hurry up, or I'll whip your ass with a belt."

Conveying something on the phone was a new experience for Gaspar, who was still blushing when no one was paying attention, and shamefully feeling just because of an order.

"Yes, sir." Gaspar replied and walked towards the restaurant, "I—"

At this moment, the doorbell rang, and the visual device from the security company automatically connected to the visitor at the door. A few seconds later, a stern female voice with a black accent reached Gaspar's ears.

"Mr. Gaspar Cook, we are from the New York Police Department. There is a case that requires your cooperation in the investigation."

All the lust faded away like a tide, Gaspar was stunned for a moment, and quickly said "I'll call you again" to Ralph before rushing to the door.

The call at the door sounded again.

"Here we come!" He said as he opened the door, "What's the matter?"

Three police officers in police uniforms stood at the door with dignified faces. The leader was a capable black woman. She showed Gaspar her police officer ID to prove her identity, and then explained her purpose.

"Mr. Gaspar Cook, your younger brother Adam is now involved in a huge number of drug dealing cases, and we need you to cooperate with our investigation."

Gaspar felt the blood all over his body freeze.

……

What's going on, Gaspar couldn't believe his ears, he even wondered if he was dreaming.After watching so many soap operas, those dramas finally happened to him.

Adam, drug dealing, his ears seem to be closed, and he can only hear his own heartbeat and breathing, why when he associates Adam's name with this word, in his heart, there is an inexplicable sense of reason, It was as if what he had been worrying about had finally happened, and in some ways, his worries were not unreasonable.

But it was too late, since Adam proposed to move out, he shouldn't have agreed.

"Come in and talk."

Gaspar hurriedly invited the three police officers into the room. He forgot the hospitality etiquette for a while, but after a few minutes, he brought coffee to them in a panic.

After they sat down, they told him the whole process of the case in detail: it was a coincidence that Adam was suspected of dealing in drugs. At first, the landlord noticed that his house was damaged and found Adam but could not find anyone, so he called the police. The police When they arrived, they found that someone had escaped through the window. They rushed into the house because they were worried about the personal safety of the tenants. As a result, they found as much as 200 kilograms of ice* inside, and Adam's whereabouts were unknown.

After the incident became serious, the New York Police Department immediately launched an investigation. In the tape recorder at home, they found messages from the leaders of several local drug trafficking gangs. The content of the messages was sufficient to prove that Adam was involved.And there are still some call recordings in the tape recorder. In the last recording, Adam mentioned that his "rental guarantor" will help him clear up all troubles, and he hopes that the other party will give him a few days.

Following this clue, the New York Police Department found Gaspar.

"Jasper Cook, as Adam's half-brother and his rent guarantor, have you contacted him recently?" the black police officer asked seriously, "Please don't hide it, we He wanted to help him, and now many people want to find him, and he is in great danger."

"I didn't, he didn't contact me." Gasper almost out of his body, "I don't understand, officer, Adam, how could he, how could he—"

Facing the incoherent elder brother of the client, the female police officer frowned, and finally softened her heart and shook Gaspar's hand to comfort him.

"Children who are separated from their families are prone to problems, such as being unable to withstand the temptation|to join a gang," she said, "Now you have to cooperate with our investigation and keep calm so that we can find him as quickly as possible."

The policewoman winked at her two companions, one of whom cleared his throat and continued to question Gaspar.

"Mr. Cook, we noticed that the guardianship of Adam was transferred to your name last year, so to be on the safe side, we retrieved the previous files of your family, and it was the same. We found that you had a former guardian , is Michael Hodge right?"

After hearing Hodge's name, Gaspar was stunned for a moment, as if he was thinking about what this matter had to do with him. Soon, he connected everything.

"No, no, this matter has nothing to do with him." Then he raised his head suddenly, and his attitude of rejection was about to overflow, "Please tell me that you didn't bother him, I don't want him to be involved."

The leading policewoman frowned again.

"Why?" She asked suspiciously, "What's wrong with him, why don't you want him to know."

"It's not what you think, Mr. Hodge has nothing to do with the whole thing." Gaspar shook his head, the situation is very complicated, it's definitely not that he doesn't take Adam's disappearance seriously, he just doesn't know how to face Hodge, "The situation is a bit complicated, I don't... You know, I'm a Hollywood actor, and there are some things and rules that are hard to explain in this circle. In short, Mr. Hodge is no longer our guardian. He's not going to matter, so I hope you don't bother him."

The police officers were dubious, they looked at each other for a few seconds, and the female police officer headed by that spoke first.

"Sorry, this matter is of great importance, and we cannot let go of all possibilities."

Hodge still knew.

Gaspar felt a constriction in his throat, and he couldn't breathe.

"My suggestion: tell your agent about this first," the black policewoman said, "I believe that you are not suitable for work in the near future, at least not until Adam is found, and let him arrange it as soon as possible."

Gaspar stared blankly at the carpet, and he shook his head: "I'm resting, I don't have work during this time-you're right, I have to contact Joe."

Maybe he could find the system, Gaspar thought, and ask the system to help him figure out what happened first, and then find Adam's location.

The police thoughtfully gave him time, and just as he was about to call his agent, Gaspar's doorbell rang again, and after the automatic connection, a familiar voice sounded.

"It's me, Gaspar, open the door."

It was Hodge who came, and Gaspar dropped the phone and stood up, but the next second his legs softened and he sat on the ground.

Before the call was hung up, the excited voice of the little sister Carlis came again. She didn't seem to know anything.

"Gasgas! Look who's here! Michael picked me up from school today!"

Mr. Hodge also brought Caris back. Gasper's head was in a mess. It took him a lot of effort to connect the cause and effect of these things. It seems that Hodge was worried about her after receiving the news. The safety of the girl will rush to the school to pick her up at the first time.

This conjecture made Gaspar's eyes blush, as if he had a moment to rely on.

"Don't worry, Gasper." Hodge added before the call hung up at the door. "I'm here. I'll be fine."

After hearing such familiar and reassuring words, Gaspar finally couldn't help crying in front of the police.

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The author has something to say:

Ah, the bad brother is here again, but don't worry babies, at most it will make Gaspar cry, and then Mr. Hodge will feel sorry for him, and then hug, kiss, and then it will be logical-just for this plot I This plot was just arranged.

At most two chapters will solve this bad brother, um.