Hollywood Domination Chapter 460: Remember a magnificent interrogation

"According to my personal feeling, he hates Jenny quite a lot," Cesare said, his tone was steady, but he was thinking, as if recalling the situation at that time, Jared looked at him a few times: this is destined Is a tough opponent. "I'm afraid his thinking is quite confused - there are a few topic jumps, so I can't repeat it from the beginning, but in general, he has been accusing Jenny of duplicity and using a lot of foul language to abuse her."

This confession is of little significance to Jared, because Jon and Charles also mentioned this at the same time. In his judgment, this should be a fact that actually happened, but the point is that Cesare Acknowledged that he remembered most of the conversation, which provided the basis for further questioning. "One very interesting thing, Mr. Vijay, I don't know if I know it - but you are the first hostage to tell me that you remember most of the conversation."

"Really?" Cesare raised his eyebrows, he looked a little surprised, but Jared wasn't sure if he acted it out. ——He thought for a moment, then shook his head again, "It's not surprising, I was standing on the stairs at a certain distance from them, I was closer to Jenny and Zade, and my hearing and vision were better—I I can read lips a little bit, and when Zade whispers, if the angle is right, I can guess what he is talking about.”

A very good reason, and the logic is very strong. Of course, Jared can't refute it. The restoration map of the scene has been made. Judging from the confession, the hostage did not lie about his position. "Then he is just slandering Did you insult her with foul language? Did you mention any specific incidents."

"He seems to think that Jenny is a liar." The thoughtful expression reappeared, and Cesare said slowly as if recalling, "He said that everything about her was fabricated. As far as I remember, her engagement to Josh, Our marriage—"

Jared didn't let his surprise show on the surface, he even maintained the posture of pausing his pen slowly, but of course he knew how surprised he was in his heart: it seemed that Cesare was indeed telling the truth To be honest, at least for now, these can be matched with Zade's letter.

"So, is this true?" he asked, "What Zade is alleging—"

Cesare looked at Jared with surprised and puzzled eyes, as if he asked a ridiculous question, "What do you think, officer?"

Jared felt depressed for a while, and he decided to change his strategy, "Apart from these two charges, what else did he say?"

"As far as I remember, Jenny's Oscars are all pre-determined." Cesare said, he looked at Jared with mocking eyes, as if waiting for his follow-up questioning, Jared smiled wryly, and did With an apologetic gesture, Cesare nodded, and then continued, "Except for the fact that the box office cannot be faked, he seems to think that everything about Jenny is fake, and the whole conversation is themed in turn. Of course, there are some things he directly If it's in her ear, even I can't hear it clearly."

"What did Jennifer do during this period?" Jared wrote down a few words on the paper: perfect statement.

"She was very angry and wanted to argue with him very much," said Cesare, a shadow passing across his face, "always a hot temper, you know, and when he got angry, he didn't care if he had a gun—I can't Don't stop her with your eyes all the time, let her try to obey the other party's intentions..."

He smiled self-deprecatingly again, "Of course, she is very reluctant, but who let the other party have a gun?"

"So, Jennifer admitted to Zade's accusation?" Jared asked, feeling some doubts clearing up: fans' motives for hiding memory cards. ——This made him a little dumbfounded, but he still didn't relax his vigilance. Maybe things were not as simple as they sounded.

"Do you call non-denial or silence at gunpoint an admission?" Cesare asked back, "I said that she wanted to argue, but I kept signaling her to remain silent with my eyes."

"And you think she can read your eyes?"

"We have been working together for 11 years, officer, and I think she understands exactly what I mean."

"You guys have been partners for many years...can I ask a relatively personal question?"

"Please, Officer."

"It can be seen that your relationship is very good, and as far as I know, you have always been her designated emergency guardian-if I am offensive to ask, let me know, but, if your relationship is this deep If so, why do you still need a divorce?"

"As we said in the speech, we can't get along for a long time, and this situation will be difficult to change in the next few years."

"And you don't intend to change, do you?" Gared said a little offended, wanting to poke Cesare. "With all due respect, but I think—if you love each other very much, it's almost an instinct to try to stay together, isn't it—"

Cesare glanced at him, at this moment, his arrogance revealed clues, he said calmly, "This is a very common way of thinking, but I'm afraid there are many people in the world who may not Make that choice, officer, especially when we're all accountable to a corporation."

Jared laughed a few times, and dropped the line in disappointment: It seems that there is no hatred hidden behind the divorce, of course, not that he suspects it, but sniffing for suspicion is almost the instinct of all police detectives. "This is also a choice, isn't it, it seems that even if you break up, you are still the closest friends to each other, and this cooperative relationship may last longer instead."

Cesare nodded, with a slightly relaxed expression, "But not having a married status is also inconvenient to some extent - craniotomy is risky, I don't know if my power of attorney can make the hospital agree .”

"Really?" Jared asked in surprise, "but if the power of attorney has legal effect—"

"This is the power of attorney we signed before we got married," Cesare's face flashed a shadow again, "It has been nearly 8 years, considering the drastic changes in our relationship status during this period... It is an incident that we will focus on solving in the past few days."

"Nobody thought you'd need this power of attorney so soon, did they?"

"...yes," Cesare said, his tone stiff, as if it touched a sore spot in him. "This...is a great accident."

"If you're in my line of work, you won't be surprised—it's hard for you to imagine how many accidents there will be in a person's life." Transferred - but if you can't sign the consent form for surgery, who can?"

Jennifer's family situation appeared in his mind, "She has no parents, no relatives, basically an orphan—"

Jared has never been the type who pays attention to the entertainment industry, and his impression of Jennifer is limited to a few well-known movies. A rich, beautiful, and famous female star is all he has. Of course, there is also the lofty team and status, power and energy-compared with her, he is just a humble and unknown person. Of course, Jared will not have any sympathy for her, just treat her as a The kind of difficult to deal with the rich and powerful. ——But at this moment, when he said these words, he suddenly felt a surge of pure pity and sympathy: This girl seemed to have the whole world, but when she was lying on the hospital bed, she couldn't find it. Go to someone to sign her consent form for surgery. Judy Ackerman, the political energy behind her, the assistants working in her lounge suite...do they really care about her? It seemed that in that huge team, the only ones she could trust were Cesare Vijri and the Lilian Svensson just now.

"Yes, if I can't sign the operation consent form or transfer application," Cesare said with a stern face, "no one will come to sign it-her treatment process will also be suspended because of this, maybe...she I will fall into a coma because of this."

"That would be a great pity."

"So this is indeed the focus of our work during this time—oh, yes," after confiding this little annoyance, Cesare seemed to relax a little, and he took the initiative to mention one thing, "In order to confirm my authority as soon as possible and complete the transfer procedures, my lawyer is already on his way to San Francisco—so, although I don't mind your inquiry, I should bring my lawyer to the next meeting. Lawyer, I think you'd be interested to know that, officer."

*, Jared immediately came back to his senses, and he cursed secretly in his heart: With the existing evidence of the police and Cesare Vijari's identity and reputation, if there is no new breakthrough in the case, repeated inquiries will not gets tough.

With no time to think about it, he took out the letter from his pocket, put it on the table, and slowly pushed it towards Cesare without moving his hand, "You know, A letter was found at De Rupp's residence."

"Oh?" Cesare said, his expression still as firm as a rock. This made Jared frustrated for a while, he shook his head, took his hand away, "You can take a look."

Cesare opened the envelope, and Jared leaned back, observing his expression closely, trying to find clues—he did see Cesare's reaction: Thank God, there is still no face in front of such a letter. With facial expressions, it's hard not to be suspicious. Cesare indeed raised his eyebrows when he saw the middle part of the letter, and showed a look of reminiscence—he should be thinking about the paparazzi, and this is the real value of Zade's entire letter, and he is also qualified to let Chesare Sare's intention to silence (if he has one) - the revelation.

"I think..." Cesare put the letter paper on the table, and said carefully, "This is basically a fact that is already certain—this person should suffer from various hallucinations, delusions of being persecuted, psychosis, etc. Splitting, and whatnot. This letter—"

He made a dumbfounding expression, "You know what I mean, officer."

"Yes, it sounds very absurd." Jared said, "but forgive me, I have to ask - so, did you really send someone to hunt him down?"

"You mean, after he killed the paparazzi as he said?" Cesare asked, he showed a ridiculous expression, obviously, Cesare felt that this letter was very absurd. "It was in London, officer, Jenny was just there for the set and of course she was harassed and tapped by the paparazzi and we were all furious and we all wanted the police to find Shef quickly and bring him back for trial but at the end of the day it was just A runaway paparazzi - and it's London, a complete stranger city, you know what I mean, officer, if it's in LA, in New York, ok, maybe we'll get wind of it, after all, it's a city that needs a friend society—”

Jared couldn't help but nodded slightly. He had to admit that Cesare's calm attitude really made him a little shaken. His words were more convincing because he did not deny that he had connections in the police circle. "But that's London, and the private detective agency there only takes on small **** and commercial cases, at least in our consultation, so we can only strengthen security and return to Los Angeles after filming-if according to the letter As you said, we sent a miraculous private detective to find Shef's body from heaven and earth, and did not report the crime, but guarded near the body, and hunted him down when he came back to check—"

Under his sarcasm, Jared couldn't help but feel a fever on his face. Indeed, after he said this, the matter seemed even more absurd.

"—and according to my shallow knowledge, corpses *degenerate and stink—do you think this is possible?" Cesare said, flipping the paper, "I even I doubt whether he has ever been to London, judging from the letter, his paranoia is not light."

"You said you consulted a private detective in London," Jared said, "and did you consult in Los Angeles?"

"Yes, after that death threat incident, we contacted the Pinkerton Detective Agency and hired them to find the stalker," Cesare said frankly, "That's why I said he was delusional. The reason—it seems to me that almost everything on the letter is the result of his brain weaving. You show him a piece of glass and he can imagine a kaleidoscope. Maybe he did have contact with our private detective, and immediately I just imagined the content."

"But the detective may not have identified him as the intruder," said Jared. "Can you give me the contact list for the Pinkerton Detective Agency?"

"Okay," Cesare said, but quickly pressed his forehead again, "but it was in my phone--my phone seems to have been lost in the shooting, I don't know, I was very mentally ill at the time." Trance-"

"Your phone is in our possession," Jared said. "You did drop it at the scene, along with Jennifer's phone—but both phones appear to be locked."

"Oh, yes, I think my assistant did it, he may have erased its data through icloud," Cesare said, "I'm sorry, he may have thought it was lost at the time."

Jared was a little discouraged: This is what his technician told him. Regarding the service that Apple launched last month, even if the keypad lock can be unlocked, the information in it can't be found at all-let alone from the two phones. the admissibility of the evidence presented there.

"But I will provide you with information as soon as possible." Cesare added, his attitude is generous and open, and it seems that there is nothing to hide. "The detective agency should have our financial transactions. After the incident We hired them for a few months, but they never turned up a lot of leads, like the police, so we dropped the idea and started building our own bodyguard team.”

"Is it the two bodyguards who handed you the gun?" Jared asked. He felt that this interrogation could be said to have yielded very rich information, but it could also be said to have yielded nothing.

"Yes, those two bodyguards." Cesare nodded, with a self-deprecating expression in his eyes, "Jenny takes them almost everywhere——if Jenny can wake up, I think She will not be able to do without them even for this kind of party in the future."

"Okay." Jared said, he decided to end the interrogation, and his expectations for this case also changed from high to low: Did Cesare tell the truth? Probably not, he was still covering for those hostages, but judging from the information he disclosed, the motive of the hostages to hide the storage card seems to be beyond reproach. After the results of the ballistics test came out, it was confirmed that Zade had indeed fired first in the house. In the case of one shot, even if Cesare's motives were not pure, he still had a very good reason to speak. In any case, unless he suddenly got the memory card, or a sincere confession, the case would probably be difficult to move forward, at least it had nothing to do with Cesare, Jennifer and the hostages.

There are still some things to do, Jared knows that he will go to the Pinkerton Detective Agency - this is a formal detective agency, with Cesare's open attitude, there is a possibility that there will be tricks. Great, but who knows if this will lead to any clues? Regular detectives might also know some gray-area colleagues, and maybe Vijayri decides to let them do some of the dirty work. And he's got a computer in his hand - his last hope, if Zade has a clue -

"I wasted your time, and that's all I have. I hope you can get the permission to sign as soon as possible. Of course, I also hope that Miss Jefferson can recover soon."

"Thank you, officer." Cesare said, he reached out his hand to shake Jared's hand, but Jared and his cell phone rang suddenly, and both of them looked down to check the phone.

"Watching Fox News." When Jared read it, he felt a sense of ominous premonition. The reception room in the vacant suite was requisitioned, and of course it was equipped with a large TV.

After a moment of silence in the room, the sound of the TV turning on, and the mixed sound effects when turning the channel, a male voice grew from small to loud, occupying the entire reception room.

“…This letter, which claimed to be sent by the assailant Zade Rupp, captured the breaking news mailboxes of at least ten media a few minutes ago. It explained its criminal motives and accused the current lying The victim in the hospital, Jennifer Jefferson, is a liar." The silver-haired anchor frowned slightly, and a picture of the computer screen also appeared on the screen, which showed an email, "The address of the letter has been hidden, but It is worth noting that this letter accused many of Jennifer's staff by name as liars - and at the end of the letter he claimed to have solid evidence and showed a photo of Jennifer's house, confirming that this is not A simple letter of spreading rumors, no doubt, this will make the recent Jennifer assassination incident in the ascendant stir up waves again..."

During the entire viewing process, Cesare's cell phone vibrated crazily, and countless short messages seemed to choose to bombard his cell phone at this time, Jared squinted at his expression, but was once again disappointed ——Although there was surprise at the beginning, after a while, Cesare's expression returned to an indifferent expression, as if all this really had nothing to do with him, and the most important thing for him now was to deal with Jennifer's surgery.

"Perez Hilton's blog posted the full text of the letter," he said to Jared in an informative tone after the news broadcast, "it is basically the same as the letter Zade left for you—but still Richer, it seems that even though he is dead, he still has not given up his efforts to destroy Jenny."

"But—how could he?" Jared took a look at Cesare's current mobile phone, and confirmed that the content on the webpage was exactly what Cesare said, and it was exactly the same as Zade's letter. He couldn't help being ashamed and ashamed—it made him a laughingstock for the two days he had been hiding the letter, and—

He blurted out, "But how did he do it? We've had his computer the whole time, and it's not connected to the internet—"

"Have you entered the system yet?" Cesare asked. Jared replied intuitively, "Not yet—"

He suddenly felt something was wrong, stopped talking vigilantly, and glanced at Cesare—fortunately, he was still indifferent.

"No matter what."——As he felt, Cesare thought for a moment, finally stood up, and concluded in a cold tone, "These things have nothing to do with me and Jenny, the most important thing now is hers. Consultation and follow-up—then, Officer Dunphy."

Jared shook hands with him in a daze, wondering whether his statement was sincere: Is he suspected? "Mr. Vijay."

He watched as Cesare opened the door and walked into the corridor, and his eyes inadvertently touched Judy Ackerman in the corridor—seeing the expression on her face, Jared smiled heartily and found some truth Feelings: Yes, this is indeed a big deal, now that the whole country knows the content of this letter, how will they react?

"—Joanna should be summoned as soon as possible." He muttered, turned his back and packed up the video recorder, and hurriedly left the hospital building. "Now is indeed the best time..."