Hollywood Road

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The black Chevrolet was very slow, and Murphy kept looking at the other lane near the accident as it passed the wrecked car, which was already on fire. It was transparent, and the firefighters ignored the possible explosion danger. Several people were busy putting out the fire, and the others were rescuing the wounded who were stuck in the car.

All these reminded Murphy of the paintings he had seen on TV news, as well as another video stored by Murphy in the notebook. He retracted his eyes unconsciously and turned to the camcorder placed in the passenger seat.

A voice in his head was telling him that this was a very valuable news image that should be filmed right away.

The car drove past the accident scene, Murphy stepped on the brakes, parked on the side road, grabbed the portable camera, got out of the car with the fastest movement, and then ran to the accident scene, turning on the portable camera skillfully.

As if all this had been practiced countless times.

The two patrolmen on the outside have pulled up the yellow warning tape and established a simple warning area to prevent people from entering. Inside the warning area, the fire has also been slightly controlled. Several firefighters are dismantling the deformed car door, so that the inside The driver was rescued.

Just when Murphy saw the car accident and decided to shoot, several cars were parked nearby. Obviously, it is common to watch the fun all over the world.

Someone else came over and seemed to want to watch at close range. Two patrolmen hurried over to maintain order.

This gave Murphy an opportunity.

When he ran over, he had already turned on his camcorder to shoot. As a film school student with a formal education and a memory left by his predecessor, Murphy still has some abilities in this regard, but due to the light at night, from Shooting outside the cordon does not work well.

At the moment when the two patrolmen were attracted by other onlookers, Murphy did not hesitate to bend over and drilled under the cordon, then took a few big steps and hid by the side of a fire truck to find a suitable angle. , with the help of the illumination of the fire, the pictures near the car were included in the lens.

Memories from his ex told Murphy that there were not a few people doing similar jobs in Los Angeles, and every time there was an emergency, these guys were like sharks smelling blood and would soon flock to them.

Therefore, he must hurry up and take pictures that people can't see.

The fire was getting smaller and smaller, and the picture was blurred. Murphy turned to look at ten o'clock on his left hand. The two patrolmen were still maintaining order, and the rest of the firefighters were focusing on rescuing the trapped driver. On the staff, no one noticed this.

It was at this time that the deformed door was finally pried open by the firefighters, and a woman with long hair was carried down from the car.

Even without professional training, Murphy knew that this was the most valuable picture. Without thinking, he turned on the headlights of the camcorder and rushed to the wounded person who had been placed on the stretcher at the fastest speed. In the gap exposed by the firefighters and medical staff, the front view of the wounded was accurately photographed.

The woman was lying on the stretcher, moaning feebly. Many of her long golden hair were dyed red with blood. The left half of her face seemed to be one of the wounds.

"Blood pressure 95-65, slow heartbeat..."

There are medical staff doing the necessary examinations, "My pupils are dilated..."

Despite the nausea, Murphy's hand was quite steady, and he immediately switched to a close-up shot, recording the scene that was comparable to an American plasma film.

Murphy's shot, though, lasted less than ten seconds.

A big living man ran to such a place,

And the lights on the camcorder, it's hard not to attract attention.

"Hey, what are you doing?"

A gruff voice sounded, and then the camera was blocked by a man in a firefighter's uniform. "What are you doing?"

"Back off, you back off!"

A patrolman who maintained the order also walked over quickly. He was not as polite as those firefighters and medical staff. He pointed at Murphy and said sharply, "You! Get out of here!"

As someone who has spent time in prison, Murphy knew that the police in the United States were definitely not as good as the media advertised, and quickly turned off the light on the camcorder, raised a hand, and stepped back and said, "Okay, OK, I'll go right away."

Seemingly disapproving that Murphy was not backing fast enough, the patrolman followed and gave him a hard push, "Back up a hundred feet!"

He used a lot of force this time, and Murphy was backing up again, tripping over the debris of the crashed car behind him and nearly falling to the ground.

Although he was a little annoyed, Murphy knew that he couldn't entangle with the police. Fortunately, he was a mixed race, not a black man, otherwise the police on the opposite side might point their guns at him.

Murphy steadied his body, accelerated his speed and stepped back. The patrolman on the opposite side had his hands on his hips, looking majestic and majestic.

Glancing at the police again, Murphy turned around, bent over and got out from under the cordon, separated from the onlookers who had already circled around, and walked towards his parking spot.

Returning to the car, taking two deep breaths, Murphy started the car and left the scene of the accident. Not long after driving out, he found a parking lot on the side of the road, drove straight in, parked the car, took it and put it in the co-pilot The camcorder on top, turned on and watched the scene just shot.

From the first shooting to being kicked out at the back, Murphy shot nearly three minutes of video, including not only the pictures of the car on fire and the rescue of firefighters, but also the close-up of the wounded, which has considerable visual impact. .

Shooting at this level is relatively easy for Murphy, who has a certain professional foundation.

Now that the video was filmed, the portable camera could no longer be sold, so Murphy left the parking lot, turned a corner, and drove home.

This video has integrity value only if it is sold, and in order to sell this video, Murphy needs the contact information of the TV station personnel left by his predecessor, all of which are on the laptop at home.

And the video also required some preliminary editing.

Riding home as quickly as possible, Murphy ignored his hungry stomach, went straight into the studio, opened his laptop, and there was editing software on it. Although his ex was stupid, he used it for work. The equipment is okay, the camcorder uses not old-fashioned cassettes, but the latest digital storage technology.

Remove the bulky storage disk on the camcorder and connect it to the computer through a data cable. Murphy used editing software to cut the filmed video and cut out all the useless things, mainly reserved after entering the cordon. The things that were filmed were re-stored on the storage disk, and then a folder on the notebook was opened to find the contact information of some relevant personnel of the TV station, and made several calls one after another.

Maybe it was because these contact methods were too old, or maybe it was because of his bad luck that most of Murphy's calls went unanswered, and a few were not very interested.

"Could it be that you have been busy for a long time and all you have done is useless?"

Murphy scratched his short brown hair and dialed another number. After the bell rang a few times, a voice came from the opposite side, "Hello, this is Fox Los Angeles Local Channel 6."

"Hello." Murphy said as simply as possible, "I'm a freelance journalist, and I have a video I just shot..."

The person on the other side seemed to be very busy, and said in a very fast voice, "Well, you bring the video here, do you know our address? Do you know? Come over as soon as possible."

Hanging up the phone, Murphy took the storage disk and drove directly to Burbank, where Fox's Los Angeles Local Channel 6 is located. Due to the time spent on the road, it was late at night when he arrived.

The place where Fox's Los Angeles Local Channel 6 is located is a white building with a tall TV tower standing next to it. Murphy got out of the car and entered the floor, explained his intention to the security guard at the door, and followed the road pointed by the other party. The Information Department on the third floor.

The entire third floor is a huge press room. Even if it is late at night, it is still very busy with people coming and going. Murphy walked into it a little dazedly, and when someone came over, he quickly asked politely, "Excuse me, I have a video of the crash I just shot."

The man didn't lift his head, and pointed to the corridor on the left, "The first door on the left after entering."

Following the path pointed by the man, Murphy found an office. Through the glass door, he could see several people sitting in front of the screen, as if they were discussing something.

Murphy knocked lightly on the glass door, saw the person inside looking over, opened a crack and said, "I have a video of a car accident for sale."

"Freelance journalist?"

A woman with long blond hair turned to look here, "Who are you following?"

Murphy was stunned for a moment and simply walked in, "I'll do it myself."

He could see that this woman should be the head of several people, and added, "It's a video of a car accident that happened tonight on Sunset Boulevard near Hollywood. A woman hit a car, half of her face was destroyed, and blood was everywhere. All, if she survives, I will be very surprised."

These words clearly intrigued the brown-haired woman, who nodded and said, "Okay, let's see."

Murphy took out the storage disk, took the first two steps, and handed it to the blonde woman. A staff member next to him connected the storage disk to the screen according to the blonde woman's instructions. The carefully edited video plays out.

"Oh, God!"

When the close-up of the injured woman was played, the bloody scene made the staff member exclaim unconsciously.

Standing on their side, Murphy has been observing the expression of the blonde woman, which is different from the surprise of the staff member. Seeing the bloody picture, the blue eyes of the blonde woman clearly revealed a very interested excitement.

"This could be the headline on the morning news!"

She seemed to have completely forgotten about Murphy in the back.

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