Hollywood Domination Chapter 452: Paybacktime

"Boom!"

Woody raised his head suspiciously, and looked in the direction of the main building complex, where the voice should come from——

"Something seems to have fallen down," he said, half sitting up, opened the car window, and looked towards the direction of the mansion. "It sounds like a gunshot, doesn't it?"

"Gun?" His partner James said suspiciously, took off the earphones, "What gun? Woody, you have retired for many years, please don't be so mentally sensitive-"

He didn't finish speaking, because screams were faintly heard in the distance. Woody and James looked at each other. James took off the earphones indiscriminately, threw them aside, and started the car in a hurry. Woody also quickly picked up the backpack on the back seat, opened the hidden compartment and took out two guns. , tossed one to his driving partner, and tucked the other into the waistband of his trousers—generally, they are not equipped with guns for daily bodyguard duties, but Woody, like his employer, likes to put the preparation Do it better, so as not to be necessary.

As the guests gradually left, the driveway became much wider, but before the car reached the villa, the road was blocked by guests running out in a panic. Woody cursed "*" and said to James With a gesture, James stopped the car, and he jumped out of the car and casually stopped a pale young man, "What happened?"

He didn't get an answer. Obviously, the man was so frightened that he was delirious. He shook off Woody vigorously, and staggered towards the distance. A panting waiter got the answer.

"Gunshots—kidnapping, j.j." He said staccatoly, "ohmygod—that guy has a gun! He's holding j.j, call 911!"

"Where are they now!" Woody suppressed the urge to shout, and asked as calmly as possible, "Don't panic, where are they now? Did he take j.j upstairs?"

"They're on the stairs," said the waiter, "at least when we came out—he let everyone else out, so, so we all came out."

"What gun did he bring? How many people were there?" Woody asked incessantly, but seeing the waiter shaking his head constantly, he also knew that he might not be able to extract any useful information from him That's right—the details that people can notice when they're flustered are actually quite limited, and he's already quite a bit courageous enough to notice these.

With a low curse, Woody bent down and held the gun, and approached the villa along the side road, while making a quick assessment in his heart: This is a large room with multiple entrances and exits, and floor-to-ceiling windows are everywhere. , there are many entry points, but once anything is involved with hijacking, it will be troublesome, especially——

As he approached, the scene in the hall of the villa gradually unfolded in front of his eyes through the open door——Woody's heart sank quickly: in the most difficult situation, the hostages and kidnappers were completely bound. The outside world probably couldn't find a shooting point at all—the kidnapper seemed to be an expert.

In the spacious foyer, an imposing golden staircase divides into two left and right spiral staircases in the middle, leading to the second floor respectively, and the kidnapper is staying with j.j on the middle platform, and Woody can vaguely see his head It came out from behind j.j, but it was just a blurry black shadow, the most important thing is that he occupied the commanding heights, it might not be easy to shoot up from the first floor, maybe it can be shot down from the second floor, but he is very smart I used the decorative grid on the platform to find cover for myself, and I shrank under the decorative grid. I used the small space created by j.j and the decorative grid to hide myself. It was difficult to find the angle from the second floor. Besides—the most important thing is He also has a gun on j.j. At such a short distance, as long as it hits the main torso, it is basically fatal, and this result is of course absolutely unacceptable.

However, doing so also made it difficult for the kidnappers to take j.j to move elsewhere, which also made Woody's heart sink even more: If he was doing it for money, the kidnappers should have taken j.j hostage just now in the chaos Go to the parking lot and get in the car. He did not choose this strategy, but stayed where he was. I am afraid that the possibility of all this being settled with money is not high.

Besides j.j, there were still a few people in the hall who did not move. Woody bent down and approached the door as low-key as possible, hoping to sneak into the hall. He noticed that the doors leading to the other two rooms from the hall It has been locked, and now only the door is still open. In addition, the windows on both sides can also see the inside.

Cesare, the host of the party, Charles, and a frightened young couple, they were facing Jennifer at the bottom of the stairs, they were so concentrated that they didn't seem to notice his arrival, but—

'Bang! There was another gunshot, not far in front of Woody, the large vase at the entrance of the hall exploded, several hijacked people looked at Woody, Woody could clearly see that Cesare's The expression changed, but there was no further exchange as the robber had already started talking.

"Anyone walks into the hall, I will shoot." Woody couldn't see his expression clearly, at this distance he couldn't even see Jennifer's face clearly, he could only distinguish her movements, but her There were not many movements, and it could even be said to be as silent as a stone sculpture—the kidnapper shouted at Woody, "Anyone who intends to attack me, I will shoot—anyone who enters the second floor, anyone who is not my designated person Appeared in my sight, I shot, did I speak clearly enough?"

Woody immediately held up his hands, took a step back, and he called back, "Understood, no one will come in--what do you want? Are you open to negotiation?--can you tell me your name ?”

"Are you in charge?" the robber yelled, ignoring Woody's question, and this seemed to touch a nerve with another girl, who suddenly yelled up the stairs, "Zade , you————”

Before she finished speaking, her mouth was covered by the man behind her, but she still gave Woody some information-it seems that Zade and the couple knew each other, that is to say, he was invited to come guests, not intruders—the odds are getting smaller and smaller for the money.

"I'm in charge, Zade," Woody said immediately, "You can tell me anything you want, ok? Just—just don't hurt them, okay? Nothing is non-negotiable of—"

"Shut up," Zade yelled, "don't say such useless things—"

Although he was shouting at the top of his voice in order to communicate with Woody, his tone was calm, "Now let me state my request, as long as you can meet it, then they may be fine--first, let Everyone retreats ten meters, everyone retreats immediately."

Woo Di turned his head and shouted to the security team who gathered behind him, "Ten meters back, now!"

These security guards, who knew they were monks halfway, were just watching from a distance as if they were facing an enemy. Now that they got the 'official permission', they immediately backed away with relief. James could only grin helplessly and backed away. After a few steps. But Zade was not satisfied with this, he continued to shout, "And you—you also stepped back 10 meters."

"But that's the problem," Woody yelled back, "if I go away—look, I can't hear you, can't I—"

"Go back," Zade said without doubt, "Cesare will come to the door to communicate with you—as for you, don't move!"

So he knew Cesare? Woody had a bad premonition, but he didn't have time to think too much. When Zade turned to the other people to scold them, he put his hands behind his back and made a gesture. James bent all the way up from the flowerbed, avoiding Zade. Zade's line of sight approached the open door, and he himself stepped back step by step, and remained still when he retreated five meters away: Zade could not see how far he had retreated, because his field of vision was not that wide.

Sure enough, Zad did not protest, he gave orders in the room for a while, then Cesare walked slowly to the door, he glanced at James without moving his head, and whispered something to him, Then he raised his voice again, "Tell the police not to approach the house, and not to force their way in. He has a gun. Once someone breaks in, he will..."

He closed his eyes, a trace of pain flashed across his face, but he quickly swallowed it, and said calmly, "He will kill j.j first, and then commit suicide."

"Okay," Woody said, he took out his gun and waved at Cesare, and whispered, "Do you need this?"

Cesare nodded, pouted at James, and said loudly at the same time, "Charles, Jon, and Harry, we all stayed here voluntarily. The police don't need to think about our safety. We I will not be harmed by Zade, and everyone present can testify.”

Charles, Jon, and Harry all expressed affirmation to the door, and Cesare continued, "I'm going to close the door now. From the time I close the door, anyone who walks into the room will be killed by Zade." Will shoot—you gotta make sure no one comes in, Woody."

His tone became sincere, and he looked directly at Woody, "Don't let anyone in, understand? You must ensure the safety of j.j——"

"Cesare!" Zad yelled in the room, and Cesare shook his head. He stepped back a few steps and pushed a door forward, and James then jumped up against the door. , when Cesare pushed another door forward, when the door closed more and more, and finally the gap was completely covered by his body, he stuffed his gun into Cesare's waistband.

"Collapse and lock!"

Accompanied by Zade's vague roar, the door was closed, followed by a crisp twisting sound, Woody pushed back a few steps, shifted to the window in the hallway and continued to observe the house, but then, Charles and Jon Harry and Harry walked forward helplessly, and drew the heavy curtains... The area in front of the mansion was suddenly darkened, and everything in the hall was finally completely cut off from the outside.

"*!" After confirming that there was no room for action, James stood up, cursed, walked towards Woody, and took the initiative to report what Cesare said just now, "stalker— — This is the one they **** been looking for, *, Cesare told us to restrain the police — don't let them break in, then j.j is really over."

"Holy*," Woody said, turning to ask, "did anyone call 911?"

Some daring guests and a few security guards raised their hands, and Woody cursed in a low voice, took out his mobile phone, walked aside, and pressed a number.

"Listen, Mary," he said as soon as the call was connected, "don't scream, don't overreact, take a deep breath, get ready--ready? ok, here's the situation, there's a stalker kidnapping got j.j, used her as a meat shield, now cesare and three others are with them, locked in the lobby, someone already called 911, and i need you to get in touch right away...i don't know, big dream The most credible top connections there are, the ones that can put pressure on the mayor directly, get it? Let the cops not be reckless - if they decide to rush in, j.j will die, get it, and if possible, don't let The local police station handles it, they are unreliable, it is best to let the special police come and communicate with me, start calling now, don't panic - I will wait for your news."

After hanging up the phone, he walked back and forth a few steps, still unable to shake off the heavy feeling in his heart: the police have always had great discretion in similar actions, and it is difficult to be held accountable afterwards. The focus now is In addition to Jennifer, there are four other hostages trapped in the house, which will put a lot of pressure on the police-if they finally decide to force their way in, then...

Turning over his watch and looking at the time, he sighed: "It's almost 19 minutes, and the police car hasn't arrived yet... I hope their decision-making efficiency is as low as their reaction speed..."

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"Very good."

The voice from behind got quieter, and Zade seemed to be quite satisfied with the development of the situation. Jenny looked down at the empty hallway and looked at the different expressions on the faces of the four people. She twisted her wrist, Confirming that she is still being handcuffed by plastic handcuffs, and the handcuffs seem to be hung on something by Zade, making it impossible for her to escape at all——she listened to the voice behind her almost numbly, "Now, go to the long picture on the right. table, lift up the tablecloth, yes, bring that little black bag here. Charles, you do it.”

Charles was already sweating profusely. He twisted his fat body, bent down and struggled to climb to the ground, took the small bag under the table, opened it, and took out a dv and a tripod. Zade gasped and laughed in her ear, he was trembling with excitement, and even caused her to tremble—Jenny could even vaguely feel his physical changes, and all this seemed to arouse him very much.

"Set it up and turn it on." He said, "I want to see the red dot - stick it there, record a video for me."

Charles recorded for a few seconds, then hesitantly took off the dv, and slowly walked up the stairs, Zade stretched out a hand from behind him, took the dv and began to check, and he said to Jenny in a low and broken voice , "I'm sorry, I'm really sorry--"

Jenny looked at him without any reaction. She didn't know how to react now. From just now—until she was hijacked, with this gun on her back—to Zade's step-by-step actions, She seemed to be ripped out of her body, and she couldn't control her limbs, muscles, or even her brain at all. Charles felt sorry, why would he think that? Who is Zade and what does he want? All problems are like clouds floating in the sky, so far away from her that she completely loses her concern——

"Don't think so." It was Zade's voice, his tone was unexpectedly calm and gentle, and even faintly relieved, "Don't think so, you don't need to feel sorry."

Charles looked at Zade in surprise, his eyes hesitated back and forth on Jenny—and at a certain point behind her, anger was rising faintly, Jenny could see that he wanted to reply to this sentence, But obviously he has a lot of worries, and he is afraid that Zade will make him--

In the end, he didn't answer either, Zade handed him the dv back, and Charles said to her in a low voice, "I'm sorry", and then walked backwards down the steps, Jenny's eyes followed him all the way to Down, over the stairs, the tripod, Jon—she was shaking her head, Harry—he was looking at himself with concern, and Cesare—

Cesare was staring at her, standing on the edge of the stairs, a dangerous, easy-to-hit position - looking up at her, and his eyes, his anxious eyes - were The eyes that seem to be telling something——

He has already seen it, Jenny thought, she is a little dizzy, he must have seen that I have given up, or that I have not regained my senses at all, and he--

And he very much hopes that she will return to reality soon, and he hopes that she will inspire her to fight Zade with all her energy and seek life - he thinks that the situation may turn around, but he just needs to fight for it, and he thinks it is not time to give up ——before he was dominated by fear—he was almost shouting with his eyes: Wake up, j.j!

Jenny was shocked, and suddenly returned to reality completely. The tide composed of sound, touch, and smell came along with fear. Countless cognitions danced wildly in her mind, and Cesare in her vision was her. The anchor, logical chain, reasoning, guessing, everything. Does he want money? Why does Cesare think that everything is going to turn around, why does he want to keep Jon, Harry, and Charles, it seems that he has already made preparations——

"*." Jenny said softly, and it all became clear. "You are that stalker...you are that stalker."

"You've finally remembered me," Zad said, his tone brightened, even affectionate. "Yeah, I'm that stalker - miss me, baby?"

The expressions of Charles and the other three changed differently, but it was Jon who reacted the fastest. She gasped and took a step forward.

"You're 'that' stalker," she said accusingly, grabbing a hand on the banister and almost getting close, but Harry held her back. "That stalker who broke into her house and made death threats — God, how could you, Zade! How could you! — you've been using us, haven't you?"

"Oh, Jon," said Zad, apparently nourished by Jon's shock, and his tone became more relaxed, almost groaning, "Lovely Jon— If you think that's all I do, you're dead wrong, don't you, j.j?"

The gun on her back pushed forward, and Jenny took a step forward, but was pulled back by something hanging on the handcuffs. She felt the slight irritation in Zade's words, and she couldn't help breaking out in a cold sweat : Her unresponsiveness just now seemed to dissatisfy him, like in a show, the most important guest remains indifferent-and she can't afford to annoy this actor.

Satisfy him, follow his words, give him time to perform, the longer the time, the better the chance——she found Cesare's eyes, and saw the same instruction from his eyes, now thousands of Don't provoke Zade.

"Oh?" she said, trying to keep her voice as calm as possible. "So what else did you do?"

"Oh!" Zade said, and he laughed, as if he was more pleased with the unfolding of this real exchange, and his tone was deliberately exaggerated, "Are you pandering to me on purpose? Honey, Are you coaxing a child? Do you think you can coax me to talk endlessly, and then procrastinate? Let you find a chance?"

This stalker is very smart... Although he was able to escape from the pursuit of the detective agency, which has already proved this point, but Jenny still re-acquainted with this in the cold sweat, and a bad premonition gradually emerged, and she suddenly Realized: Looks like he survived the shooting, so he should know how they dealt with Shef -

"However, I like your concession." Zad said, his lips seemed to touch her neck, and his tone slowed down, becoming affectionate again, "We finally started talking, didn't we ? After turning a blind eye so many times—you finally see me."

Resisting the urge to wince, Jenny said, "Yes, I saw you - but I don't know you yet, who are you and what is your real name? Tell me more about you Listen."

"You really shouldn't be stalling," Zade said softly, but couldn't hide his joy, like a child with a report card, and he couldn't help showing off, "but since you want to know— My real name is Edward Potter, I was born on the Upper East Side of New York - you know Harry, but you don't remember me, do you? Since the day your Chicago Falling down, always staring at you from the front row, your eyes have passed me countless times, Jenny, Jenny Jefferson, you are so beautiful, so beautiful - I have been in love since then You, really, I fell in love with you—"

His fingers moved along the side of her face, bringing goosebumps all over Jenny, and his voice was dreamlike, "So many times, I watched you from such a close distance. You go in and out of Hollywood Brand-name malls, you go for grooming, you do yoga, you move—I've been an apprentice in a beauty salon, a plumber, a paparazzi, a part-time worker on a moving team—you know what, when you moved into Chris's house, I In front of you, passing a nightstand, and you just look at me—but not at me, and you have no idea that you moved into Chris's place because of this guy, because of me A little gift for you..."

He gasped and laughed, "And you let those people come after me, come after me - let those sweaty fools come looking for me! How little do you know about me, Jenny, how much do you Look down on me, why do you think those people can catch me—"

His gun was pushed again, and Jenny stumbled, and she recovered from the state of listening unconsciously just now—even Charles and the others couldn't help showing the demeanor of listening just now, " I... I'm sorry? I really don't know—I never paid attention to you."

"Yes, you are always arrogant towards me. The last time you and Salvi were in Santa Monica, the distance between me and you was only so close, but you still didn't notice me." Zade's tone turned to anger again, "You are always so unfair to me—why! Why do you always hate me so much!"

Cesare's lips were drawn into a line, and his upper body leaned forward, Harry shouted, "Zade!"

—Zade's tone calmed down again, and he kissed her side of the cheek again, "But I still love you, even though you are so vain, fickle, hypocritical, artificial, liar, Cunning, vicious...but I still love you, j.j, you'll never know how much I love you."

After this affectionate confession, his mood obviously calmed down a lot, Zade chuckled, and returned to the tone of the narrative, "This is why I will always give you a chance—see , I could go on and on and on until the police lost their patience and broke in - and I shot and a big chunk of your chest was blown off - and I aimed at my own chest, exactly the same place Come again—"

The yearning in his words made everyone shudder, showing a fearful expression, and Zade also paused for a moment with endless aftertaste, and then continued, "I can also leave a little time for You - darling, let you give me what I want, and then - open the door and let the police in, I'll go to jail, you'll be safe - so I told you, Jenny, your little time-delaying ruse is just Kill yourself."

"...what do you want?" Jenny said, glancing at the camera, a vague realization came to her mind, it just wasn't obvious enough—

"Isn't that clear enough?" Zade said, chuckling, "—go ahead, to the camera, go ahead."

"What do you say?" Jenny asked, a strange and huge sense of discomfort began to rise, and the bad feeling became stronger and stronger——

"Say all about you, all over again, all your lies, all your due confessions, the benefits you've gained from them," Zad said, gasping for breath, his tone changing. Spiky and thin, "You know, I've been watching you, I've been witnessing you—you've walked to the top with one lie after another, the admiration you've got, the feelings you've cheated—you're a prostitute, An attention whore, Jenny, covered in lies, lies, lies, and you hang those threads from your fingertips, threads made of your charm, and you watch everyone dance to your lies , just overdrafted their feelings - got the whole world! You shameless little liar, you and your partners, you shameless, manipulative whores, bullying and manipulating, thinking that you will never You can enjoy the fruits of your sins without paying a price..."

"But, now is the time to pay the price," he said with deep satisfaction in his tone. "Let's start with your innocence ring, Jenny Jefferson—oh, no, no, my fault, my fault."

Under the stares of the four people under the steps, Zade stretched out his other hand to wrap around her shoulder, patted her cheek lovingly, and said with a smile, "It should be from your name Let’s start—your name itself is a lie, isn’t it?”

Jenny looked at the bottom of the stairs, looked at Charles, Jon and Harry, at this moment, it seemed that she had a great understanding - she had fully understood what Zade wanted, but, looking at the expressions on their faces Expressions—confusion, questioning, sincere concern—

"I..." she said, with a faint 'i', like a groan for help squeezed out of her throat.

And this attracted Zade's snicker, he bit her ear, and the slippery touch rolled over the pinna.

He whispered kindly, playfully, almost jokingly, "~biach."