Tall palm trees line the road in two neat rows, and behind it is a long fence with street lamps glowing bright yellow, illuminating the gentle, straight Bill Road in the Santa Monica Valley.

The silence was broken by the roar of car motors, and a black Ford sedan turned into Beale Road at a lightning speed of more than fifty miles per hour, probably because the driver's skills were not very good, and the car obviously slid sideways when turning, but fortunately there was no traffic accident.

The previous one had been to the neighborhood, and after Murphy drove the Ford sedan on the straight, he quickly increased his speed to seventy miles per hour, and according to the vague memory in his mind, he rushed all the way forward.

Palm trees and bright yellow street lamps flashed through the car windows on the side of the road, and Murphy kept looking ahead to the left, and after nearly half a minute, he finally saw a luxurious wrought iron gate, the door was not closed, it was just open, like a big mouth that could swallow everything.

Murphy didn't stop right away, but continued to move on, driving another fifty feet before parking the car on the side of the road, lifting the camera from the passenger stand, getting out of the car as fast as he could, and running towards the gate he had just seen.

As always, Murphy ran and watched, turning on the camera at the same time.

The road was clearly visible in the bright yellow light, and after Murphy observed it, he couldn't help but wave his fist excitedly, he didn't see any police, police cars, or the shadows of his peers, this must be his own.

Exclusive to sell for a big price!

Murphy wasn't surprised by this, and it took him less than two minutes to get over because of the proximity, which was deep in the valley, and the police were afraid that it would take some time.

Running to the open door, Murphy did not hesitate and rushed in, not caring that it was private territory, and after going through the prison scene, he also learned many lessons from his predecessor, one of which was to find himself a lawyer who looked good.

In a profession like his, it is inevitable to encounter legal disputes, and it is definitely necessary to use professionals to solve professional problems.

This is one of the reasons why he emptied his wallet and was in dire need of money.

While running and shooting, Murphy was still thinking that if he wanted to live a slightly more decent life in this country, the cost of living was really very high.

Through the past year or so, Murphy confirms that America is definitely not the paradise that some people once preached.

Murphy ran more than two hundred feet in one go, and then he faintly saw the mansion hidden behind the grove in the front garden, although he was a little gasped, but he was more excited.

Such a luxurious real estate cannot be bought without a few million dollars, and it must be very attractive for a wealthy man of this level to be robbed by an armed man, and the TV station will also pay a high price.

Although Murphy intruded into other people's territory, he did not get dizzy, and when he approached the mansion a little, he left the paved stone path of the vestibule, burrowed into the woods next to him, and approached the mansion under the cover of the woods.

Throughout this process, the lens of the hand-held camera was always pointed at the door of the mansion.

Time was limited, and he didn't miss any opportunity to shoot.

Murphy walked to the edge of the woods, and through the gap in the green belt, he saw a black Cadillac sedan parked near the door of the dimly lit mansion, and subconsciously turned on the headlights of the camera and pointed the camera at that side.

Just after a second of shooting, there was a crisp sound in the mansion, and Murphy was startled, quickly turned off the camera lights, took a step back, and crouched behind a thick palm tree.

"Could it be that I came too fast, and the robbers haven't left yet?"

It was obviously a gunshot, and a few drops of sweat rolled down Murphy's forehead, having been in prison, he knew how hard those armed robbers could be.

"Before the robbers found out, quickly retreat and leave?"

The idea popped into Murphy's mind, but he hesitated for less than two seconds and immediately rejected it because it was a very good opportunity.

The police didn't come, the robbers didn't leave, and if they could have taken some pictures, what kind of sensational effect would it have?

After a year of prison life, he is no longer the naïve and timid student, and that hellish life has honed the other side of being strong enough.

It was dark in front of the mansion, and there was no light in the woods, and after Murphy confirmed that it was safer to hide here, and the chance of being found was also very small, he pointed the camera at the door of the mansion, like a hunter waiting for the prey to appear, and waited with bated breath.

What happened in the mansion, Murphy had no idea at all, only that someone called the police and someone fired a gun......

He was waiting, waiting for the most valuable picture to appear.

As the seconds passed, there were suddenly dense footsteps and dull quarrels at the door of the mansion, and Murphy was so nervous that his hairs stood on end, and more droplets of sweat began to appear on his forehead, and he could almost hear the sound of his heart beating.

But Murphy's hand was as steady as Santa Monica Hill behind him, never shaking, and the camera was firmly focused on the door of the mansion.

The footsteps were getting closer, and the quarrels were getting louder.

Finally, two tall, muscular black men came out of it, they looked around vigilantly, did not notice anything unexpected, and ran towards the Cadillac sedan.

Murphy's camera was always focused on the two men, his eyes fixed on their black faces, and his subordinates skillfully switched into close-up shots to capture the two men completely.

Despite the fact that it was a little dark and the lighting was not very good, Murphy's shooting technique was good enough that the black people in the frame were clearly visible.

The black Cadillac unleashed and sped away from the manor on the same road from which Murphy had come.

Parting the green belt in front, Murphy got out of the woods, without thinking about it, he ran towards the door of the mansion, because the distance was not far, it was only a few seconds to the door, he lifted the camera to turn on the light, aimed at the open door and took a shot for a while, listened carefully, there was no sound around, couldn't help but clench his fist hard, and stepped on the steps into the mansion.

If you want to shoot a shocking picture, if you want to get an exclusive one that can be sold for a large price, you must use some extraordinary means at this extraordinary moment.

Walking cautiously along the stone steps into the gate, Murphy observed for a moment, found no danger, and immediately pointed the camera in front of him, while controlling the camera, and walked forward.

After passing through the door was a huge living room, Murphy's eyelids jumped slightly, and he saw a middle-aged man lying on his back on the sofa in front of him, his chest was bright red, blood stained the sofa and the nearby floor, the pungent smell of blood and the faint smell of gunpowder were mixed together, making people unconsciously produce a feeling of vomiting.

Murphy looked calm, his hands and camera were unusually steady, he first shot the panorama, then got a little closer, took a few large close-ups, and then turned behind the sofa, and a Remington shotgun fell to the floor, which is a common household protection model.

After shooting the shotgun, Murphy walked through the living room, up the guò stairs to the second floor, and the whole process of filming was uninterrupted, in the master bedroom on the second floor, a white woman lying on the floor, her back was a blur of flesh and blood, without any signs of life, and the mobile phone in her hand showed that she was most likely the one who called the police.

As downstairs, Murphy dodged the blood, shooting in panoramas and then close-ups, never checking the condition of the person who was shot.

He knew exactly what he was here for.

Leaving the master bedroom, he went to the next room to look at it, and there was nothing of value, Murphy hurried downstairs, and when he turned the corner, he saw two more people dead in the dining room through a glass window, and went over to take pictures again.

"Hurry up and get out!"

Murphy muttered to himself, running towards the gate as fast as he could, from the time he came in to now, there were more than a few points in the past, the police could come at any time, if they found themselves, not to mention the added trouble, these videos would definitely not be saved.

That's great news!

Holding the camera tightly, Murphy ran out of the manor at a speed of 100 meters, his ears could already hear the sound of sirens blaring in the distance, and it was too late to leave now.

Jumping into the black Ford car, Murphy threw the hand-held camera to the passenger seat, started the car and rushed forward, turned out of Bill Road, breathed a sigh of relief, and drove forward a short distance, only to see two police cars in front of him coming one after another, obviously to reinforce the crime scene just now.

Murphy drove past two police cars, and all the tension in his body dissipated, replaced by excitement.

He's been doing this job for a while now and can tell how valuable this video is!

Leaving the Santa Monica Valley, Murphy found a place to park, and after parking the car, he immediately shook his fist vigorously.

"Well done, man!" He looked in the rearview mirror, gritted his teeth and said, "This is our exclusive!" Our! We're going to send it now! ”

The struggle of this year has made Murphy fully appreciate the hardships of survival for little people, and understand the difficulty of success.

Now he knows very well that if he wants to succeed, he must seize every opportunity to move forward, and never stop his steps, no matter who or what he encounters.

Money is essential for success in the United States.

Thinking about how to sell the video, Murphy waited for his mood to calm down a little, grabbed his laptop from the back seat, connected it to the storage disk of the handcamcorder, and played the video he had just shot.

It only took him three minutes from the time he walked into the door of the manor and ended with him leaving the mansion, but Murphy knew it would bring him more income than he had ever done before.

"Perfect!" He looked at the picture and said to himself, "You've done it perfectly, man!" ”

When the play was over, Murphy played it again, and when he saw the two black men driving away from there, he pressed pause.

In the video, the model of the vehicle, the license plate number and the general appearance of the black man can basically be seen clearly, and if it is handed over to the police, it will be important evidence and clues.

Murphy frowned slightly, do you want to cut out this paragraph and hand it over to the police?