Hollywood Secret Garden

Chapter 555

"It's okay, Mavis, you'll be fine. They said there's no serious injury, and you'll be fine after a few days of rest." Angela accompanied the female detective on the stretcher until she walked to the ambulance. nagging.

"You've repeated it more than a dozen times," said Meivis, who was lying on a stretcher, weakly. "If you don't leave, maybe your two bodyguards will come directly to carry you away."

The medical staff next to him also advised at this time: "Don't worry, Miss Angela, Miss Mavis will be fine."

"I know, I know." Angela nodded again and again, but she still watched Mavis get into the ambulance before turning and leaving.

"Hi, Miss Angela, I'm Sheriff Marin," he was stopped by a bearded man before taking two steps, "Thank you for supporting us in today's emergency, it's great that you were not injured But..."

"I just came up with an idea. Even without me, someone else would have noticed. This is all thanks to the police officers. I should be the one to say thank you," Angela smiled politely, "Please don't worry, I will keep silent until I go home, and if I need to give a statement or attend any press conference, I will try my best to cooperate."

"Thank you very much." The other party immediately breathed a sigh of relief. At this time, Bucket, Wilder and two other unknown bodyguards came over: "Miss, we have to go back. You have delayed for too long."

"Okay, okay, let's go right away." Angela raised her hands, and was surrounded by bodyguards and walked outside to the car that just drove outside.As soon as he got out of the cordon, the impatient journalists gathered around him.

"Miss Angela, what do you think of this exchange of fire?"

"Did you feel scared at that time, Miss Angela?"

"May I ask what prompted you to take your gun and shoot the gangster, Miss Angela?"

Countless guns and short guns surrounded her, as well as clicking flashes and various cameras, it seemed that she was more like walking a red carpet than just surviving a disaster.If it wasn't for the bodyguards who surrounded her tightly, these guys might have rushed up and grabbed her by the collar and asked her to answer every question. After all, no celebrity has experienced such a terrible incident.

However, Angela, who was escorted by the bodyguards and walked towards the car, kept a vague smile, even though the reporter's lips were worn out, she didn't say a word.She didn't think of anything until she got in the car, and turned to point at the camera of a certain TV station: "I'm fine, please don't worry those who care about me, I don't have any minor injuries."

After speaking, he did not give the reporter any time to react, and quickly got into the car and left the scene.

it's over?it's over!Angela, who leaned her head back on the seat, completely relaxed her body.

A little bit of fear surged up at this time, and the heartbeat and blood flow also tended to be normal, and more naturally I was still excited.Shooting in the street is not something that can happen anytime and anywhere, and he even draws his gun and shoots—although he doesn't know whether he hits or not.

Of course, she still maintained the necessary calm amidst the excitement.After all, if Meivis hadn't used her body to protect her, and if the arrival of the FBI hadn't prompted him to change to a bulletproof car, who knows what would happen today?But then again, if it wasn't for Mei Weiss and the others, I wouldn't be wandering around the streets today and bump into something like this -- well, it's a chicken-and-egg question, so it's still Don't think about it.

To be honest, Angela would not be as relaxed as she is now if the police hadn't told her before that although the exchange of fire was so violent and more than [-] people were injured, but no one had died so far.

Although this dreadful event had a happy ending, it is better not to have the same thing happen again.Angela said this in her heart, and couldn't help but think of Meivis who was being sent to the hospital.Well, although she had a lot of things that she didn't deal with, after all, she was injured in order to save herself, so... when I went to see her in the hospital, I would like to say sorry by the way.

Angela, who was thinking so, smiled wryly after nodding her head. I'm afraid she won't be able to take action in the short term.With the live broadcast of the TV station, the whole United States and even the whole of North America may have known the news that Miss Genius was trapped in the middle of the street by bank robbers, and finally drew a gun in self-defense.

One can imagine how the media will chase her after this, and what the public opinion will think.Of course, there shouldn’t be many negative opinions. After all, the viciousness of the two gangsters is obvious to all. But as national idols, wealthy daughters, and well-known geniuses, they shot at the gangsters in the street. It’s hard to say what kind of example they set.

I was only defending myself, otherwise the shots would have been fired, the LAPD should have given me a good citizen award.Angela pouted in her heart.But these are nothing, the more headache is still in the present.

"Oh, God, Chrissy, Chrissy, are you not hurt?!" Just before getting out of the car and entering the door, the tearful mother rushed over and hugged herself tightly, as if she would come out of bed in the next second. Disappeared by myself.

"It's okay, Mom, I'm not hurt, I'm here and I won't go anywhere." Angela hugged her mother and patted her on the back comfortingly. Although she was very touched, she was still a little trembling at the same time, because... the storm Still behind.

As expected, after venting her worries and fears, the mother immediately dragged her daughter to her room.

"How can you be so reckless! How can you shoot the gangsters on the street! Do you know how dangerous it is! Do you know how worried we are!" The mother's chest was constantly heaving, her hands were clenched into fists, and her whole body They were all trembling slightly.

"I'm just... self-defense." Angela sat on the chair well-behaved, with her head lowered and her hands folded between her legs, looking like a good girl, as much as she felt aggrieved.You know, her original plan was to fight for reason. She is 21 years old and has the freedom to do what she thinks she should do.

However, when her mother entered the room, her face darkened, her confidence was immediately driven to the sky, and she even faltered when she spoke, as if she lacked confidence.This can't be blamed on Angela. In her memory, there are almost very few mothers who look like this.Even after she ran away from home at the age of four and was picked up, her mother was only excited and worried, not angry like she is now.

"Self-defense? There are so many cops around and there are people around to protect you! I don't see any reason for you to draw a gun! If the gangster shoots at you because of your actions... God, I can't imagine that situation !” Mother was walking around the room clutching her forehead, her body shaking even more violently.

"But at that time...only Mavis was by my side...the gangsters were approaching again..." Angela lowered her head, and now she only hoped that her mother would not punish her for it.

Angela clearly remembered the summer vacation in London in 86. When she was hunting with her parents, she rode a Windsor and ran around in the wild because of a bad mood. In the end, she didn't know where she went, surrounded by dense forests.Not only was the girl not afraid at all, but she just wandered leisurely and leisurely with Windsor, without any consideration for her family's feelings, and did not start to find her way home until it was getting dark.

It is not so easy to find directions in the wild, and she has no tools around her.Fortunately, she was lucky. After it was completely dark, she finally found a cabin in a private domain. After knocking on the door, she realized that she had actually run to the royal family's Baramore Castle.It just so happened that the royal family was on vacation here, and Her Royal Highness's servant, Paul Barrell, was in the cabin, so he contacted the grandfather, and then the mother drove over to take her back.

At that time, my mother was as excited, worried, and angry as she is now. In order to find her, almost all the people in the castle were sent out, and they searched for a whole afternoon.So after returning home, the mother immediately reprimanded her severely, and at the same time there were "cruel", "terrifying", and "disgusting" punishments.

Well, these words were added by Angela herself, and I believe that her younger siblings will all agree.Remember when Ike was punished by his mother for fighting?Angela suffered even worse than him. In addition to being grounded, the "Lady's Rules" (Angela's language) alone had to be copied and recited no less than ten times, not to mention those doubled etiquette training!

The most tragic thing is that the etiquette training, which was originally relatively easy, has become extremely strict since then, and the mother is still responsible for it!To this day, Angela is still surprised every time she thinks about it. How did she do it at that time?And do it that well?Think about it, Prince Philip, who has always been known for his staid and conservative, once praised her in public for how old she is: a worthy model of a lady!

Fortunately, she also has a considerate father, no matter how busy he is at work, he will accompany her and talk to make her happy, and he often reminds her mother, so Angela has not become rigid because of this.But the aftereffect is that if the mother is really angry, even if she has a good reason, she will immediately become a good girl, and no matter what the mother says, she can only nod.

"No matter what, shooting is not your only choice!" Although the mother's voice was a little softer, she folded her arms and turned her back to Angela, "Don't you think about us, Chrissy?" ?”

The last sentence obviously had a vibrato, and the mother shrugged her shoulders slightly, obviously very sad.Angela couldn't help but sighed softly in her heart, got up and walked over to hug her mother from behind, then put her head on her shoulder: "I'm sorry, Mom, I made you worry. But, I'm already an adult, I Know what to do and when."

To be honest, there are not many times when my mother is angry, and there are very few situations where she is angry and sad like this.

The mother sighed, turned around and held her daughter's face: "You are already an adult?"

"Of course, I'm no longer the little girl who always clings to your arms," ​​Angela suddenly turned her head and thought about it, "However, it seems that I seldom act like a baby in your arms."

"Really, I still remember that when you were 5 years old, you walked halfway down the promenade holding a candle in Front House and dared not go any further. Sleep." The mother reminded immediately.

"That's not the case. Although I don't think it's appropriate to hang those portraits on the corridor, I'm not necessarily scared. I just don't want to..." At this point, Angela suddenly closed her mouth, but she couldn't say it out.

So she changed the subject immediately: "Anyway, I can take responsibility for my actions now, Mom."

"Responsible?" The mother didn't ask too much, but asked another question unceremoniously: "You like women, and you have found three lovers at the same time, how are you going to be responsible for them?"

"This..." The daughter's face collapsed, "Don't mention this for now, mom."

The mother snorted softly as if she wanted to say something, but after seeing her daughter's blank expression, she finally just hugged her and kissed her forehead: "Promise me, don't be so reckless again, Chris? "

"It won't happen again, Mom, I promise." Angela whispered to her mother.

The possible family storm has passed like this, as Angela said, she is an adult anyway-after 20 years, she finally became an adult again, I really don't know whether to cry or laugh-so the mother can't help but say a few words And didn't say anything more.As for the father, he gave his daughter a big hug as soon as he got home.

"It's amazing, Chrissy. You know, when I was told to turn on the TV, my heart almost jumped out, but when you crawled on the ground and started shooting, I knew you were going to be okay, nothing My daughter can't do it." The father patted Angela's arm and said in an exaggerated tone.

It wasn't until Elena coughed heavily beside her that she put away her smile and said seriously: "But I don't like a next time, Chrissy, it's too dangerous, good luck can't be with you forever. I never My mother is your grandma. I learned a saying: 'The son of a thousand gold can't sit down'. I believe you should know the Chinese meaning of this sentence."

"I understand, Dad, I will be careful." Angela nodded seriously.

This is the difference between fathers and mothers. Fathers are better at opening with a relaxed tone, and then discuss their views with their daughters in a suitable atmosphere.Therefore, Angela prefers her father a little more.

Although the parents are fine, the two little devils, Ike and Willie, are not easy to get rid of. They insisted on pulling Angela to tell her the story of beating the bad guys.If Angela is impatient, she will immediately put on a teary look and say something like "we're worried about you".

Even though she knew they were faking it, Angela was still defeated. Not only was her bed occupied, but she also had to make today's story into a story to lull them to sleep.Fortunately, it is also very simple for her to make up a story, but it is a bit strange to describe herself as an Ultraman who fights against little monsters.

But what made her feel mixed this evening was the call from Kate and the others.

"What are you doing there today! You even shot at the gangsters! Do you know how dangerous that is! Do you know how worried I am in front of the TV!" This was Kate's angry roar.

"Are you okay, Angie, I saw TV, and even though you said you didn't get hurt, I'm still worried...don't do this kind of thing again, I'll be very worried." These are Jessica's gentle words .

"What's the matter? Are you really okay? You are too impulsive and reckless. In that case, you can just hand it over to the police. Why do you have to be brave? I am very worried about you, really worried about you. I saw you crawling on the ground My mind went blank when I fired the shot!" Natalie's rapid yet calm complex sigh.

Hearing these words of concern from the bottom of her heart, Angela was both moved and guilty, but at the moment she can only say a few comforting words on the phone.After all, she didn't have the energy to deal with her messy feelings before this matter passed, and it was not so easy to deal with.By the way, if this incident is handled well, maybe it can be used?

Angela's prediction was not bad. The next day, when she got up from her younger siblings, washed and changed her clothes, and came downstairs, she was immediately startled by the headline of the "Los Angeles Times".

Our heroine!

This is their title, and the letters are bold and bright red, and the accompanying photo is a snap shot of her leaving the scene.I have to say that the photographer captured the angle very well. He stretched out his hand to brush the long hair that was a little messed up by the wind in front of his forehead. His brows were slightly wrinkled and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised. His half-smile was resolute and confident, which perfectly complemented the title. .

"I really admire the level of the reporters' fabricated words." Angela said with a wry smile after reading the entire report.

Although the report seems to be unbiased, there is another taste hidden between the lines, especially when it was written that the police admitted that the idea of ​​shooting the criminal's feet was provided by Miss Genius over the phone, and used several rhetorical devices to hide it for her sing praises.As for the shooting at the gangsters, it was even speculated that Angela was the first to hit them—God, the police haven't released specific details yet.

"A public relations strategy," explained my father who had read the newspaper. "Although the police finally caught the two robbers and no one was injured, the problems of insufficient firepower and slow rescue were exposed. Put your It’s a little bit exaggerated, and when you’re interviewed by a reporter, you’re definitely going to clarify it, so their image is more fleshed out.”

"What if I don't clarify?" Angela asked, rubbing her chin.

"Would you?" Dad asked.

"No?" Angela shook her head after thinking for a few seconds.

"Then it's over. Don't underestimate the police's public relations. There are fools and there are smart people." Father said and praised several other newspapers, "Let's see what they wrote."

"Hearing what you said, you don't need to read it to know it." Angela curled her lips, and her eyes flicked across the headlines of the major newspapers. Although it is not as gimmicky as the "Los Angeles Times", you will know what the content is after reading it. What.

"Obviously, I can't go anywhere today." After breakfast, the girl stood up and prepared to go back to her room. That's good, she can deal with other things.

"By the way, honey, remember to call your grandma when you get back." Father said suddenly.

Angela froze for a moment and then realized that her father and grandpa might have had a fight on the phone last night. Hey, I really don't know what to say about them.

"I see, Dad." The girl grinned.