Chapter 152: The FBI Who Came to the Door
In fact, he was still looking forward to whether there would be another Apocalypse song in this case.
It's a pity that nothing was heard except the excited cheers of the audience.
"What's the matter, the Christmas war is given, but the championship is not given?" He could only complain silently.
There's no way, the apocalypse is a nerve knife, I don't know when it will come, I just know that every time it comes, it is very in line with the situation at that time.
The Bulls seemed to be celebrating in the locker room, and the security guards began to concentrate on the spectators who rushed down the stands, "Mr. Aplus, the crowd is a little too excited, why don't you go to my office and rest until the trophy is presented?" Michael: They're popping champagne to make them celebrate a little longer. β
The stadium's security manager spotted Song Ya and hurried over to greet the popular pop star before the fans could turn their attention to it.
"Uh, can I go to the locker room?" Song Ya asked.
The security manager smiled apologetically and shook his head.
"Okay." Song Ya followed him to his small office.
"Do you smoke?" The security manager asked, taking out the box Marlboro.
Song Ya pointed to her voice and refused.
"You can smoke it if you sing, right? I remember ...... used to give examples of a few well-known singers who had been to the stadium.
Song Ya smiled and didn't answer, the security manager saw that he had no intention of chatting more, so he closed his mouth in amusement, and the two stared at the small TV in the office in a daze.
According to local media reports in New York, the attackers fired a total of three shots at Lowry Jr. and others that night, and all three bullets were fired into the air, and the police are currently looking for the bullet and the vehicle driven by the attacker at the scene......
Shoot into the air, that is, are you not ready to take the life of little Lori?
Song Ya knew that this usually represented a final warning, the gang members showed force to the opponent, saying that I can catch you and kill you, but I am still willing to give you one last chance.
According to a source who asked not to be named, the clash is most likely related to the brawl in which Lowry Jr. was involved last month...... The other side of the clash had also been involved in a shooting incident just a few days earlier, in which one person was wounded in the leg. It is rumored that the police intended to combine the two shootings. β
Song Ya chuckled in his heart, the time when the other party was shot happened to be after the 'silencer' was imprisoned, and the uptown record intern named Bragging Daddy did not accept mediation after being dismissed, and insisted on sending the 'silencer' in, according to the character of Little Lowry, it is indeed possible to retaliate.
I didn't expect the other party to be afraid of GD, it seems that this matter is far from calming down, he sighed silently, Tony is still with little Lowry, he knew that it would develop to this point, he shouldn't have been taken care of last time, let him go in and lock him up for three or five years, maybe it's safer than staying with little Lowry now......
Touching the mobile phone in his pocket, he thought about it and thought about it and still didn't dial it out, since he swore that he didn't care, then he didn't care about it in the end, and he couldn't manage this kind of thing at all.
There was another frantic cheer outside, and he went to the sink to flush his face, then controlled himself to make a happy expression and walked out of the office and back to the sidelines.
The Bulls lifted the O'Brien Cup, and Jordan cried like a child as he held the trophy.
Song Ya and the audience stood up and applauded them.
Over the weekend, he performed RememberTheName again with DeLay and Eyre at the Bulls' championship parade, and then instead of touring the parade floats, Goodman called him back to the office, saying he was in a hurry.
On the way, he saw a jungle fever poster outside a movie theater, "How is this movie selling?" He recalled his last experience, "I guess no one likes to watch it, right?" β
"Quite the opposite." Hayden smiled, "The box office in the first week is more than 7.9 million." β
"A movie with an investment of 14 million, is this a good result?" Song Ya asked.
"Only more than 600 theaters have screened this film, and the box office of a single theater is 12,000 dollars, which is a very good result." Hayden said: "It is more than enough to recoup the cost of theatrical screenings alone. β
"SHXT, that big mouth will definitely be more arrogant in the future." Song Ya was a little disappointed, "I told him last time that black movies don't make money, will he take it out and belittle me again?" β
Hayden shrugged, "Leave it to fate, with those nominations and awards at Cannes, it's hard to lose money on his films." Cannes usually only has the Best Actor and Actress award, but this time it made an exception for Samuel L. L. Jackson's performance to set up a Best Supporting Actor Award, with this gimmick, many people go to the theater just to see how amazing Samuel L. Jackson's performance is. β
"That's all it can be." Song Ya sighed.
"It's ...... to call me back"
Outside Goodman's office, he saw two white men in their thirties in suits and leather shoes waiting there.
"The two out there are FBIs." Goodman was a little nervous, and when Song Ya went in, he immediately closed the door, "They're here for little Lowry's business." β
βwhatοΌ Why did you come to me? Song Ya was also surprised.
"I don't know." Goodman gestured to the tape recorder on the table, "Wait a minute, I'll prompt you what questions you can answer, and slow down every sentence so I can intervene at any time." β
"Wait, don't I have the right not to be questioned by the police?" Song Ya asked.
"Yes, you have the right, but if there is nothing to be afraid of, it is generally better to cooperate with the FBI's questioning." Goodman explained, "Otherwise, not only will the FBI's attention be drawn to you, but they will also find other ways to get you in trouble, and the gains outweigh the losses." They have a lot more power than the police. β
"Ugh."
Song Ya sighed and sat down at Goodman's desk, where Goodman opened the door and let the two FBI agents in.
"Mr. Aplus, what year did you and little Lowry meet?"
The other party really came for the shooting of Little Lowry.
"Who is Tony?"
"You're a big star, but your cousin is a sidekick under Lori Jr.?"
"You and Lowry Jr. worked together ...... back then"
According to Goodman, FBI agents have received professional training in clichΓ©s, and he can't help but cheer up 120,000 points to deal with it, while spitting out a few words and a few words, while observing Goodman's expression at all times.
"You all have a GD background, right?" After a few simple questions, the other party suddenly attacked.
"I don't understand your ......" Song Ya said mid-sentence, and Goodman raised his hand to suggest, and he immediately stopped.
"Mr. Detectives, please don't use inducing questions to my clients, we said it before, otherwise I will stop the inquiry immediately." Goodman said.
"Well, you've all worked at Old Joe Music, right?"
"How did you and Old Joe Music work together?"
"We have a demo of the song, can we listen to it?"
The two agents took out the cassette tape and the small tape recorder and began to play.
"Yay! I'm a kid of GD, and America lets me break in, and whoever dares to provoke me, I'll take a shot of him......"
It's the voice of little Lowry, I heard Tony say that his second album does seem to be ready to transform into gangster rap, but the singing is still as bad as ever, "The basketball court in the South City full of memories, aplus was played by me and staggered in place......"
"......" wants to talk about "Chicago 1990" with more like-minded people, "talk about favorite books with more book friends."