Chapter 161 160. Almost Angry and Scared to Death

Hundreds of people were drawn to the video in front of the Santa Barbara Police Station.

The same situation occurred on the left, right, and back of the police station, completely surrounding the Santa Barbara Police Station.

The attention of a large number of passers-by who had no idea what was going on was also attracted, and the number of people on the scene had exceeded two thousand at least.

In the footage, the door was violently pushed open, and then more than a dozen police officers, led by Tom Schneider, rushed in. Their words and appearances were clearly visible and audible.

"Everyone, please pay attention. Follow the pre-arranged search. This is Michael Jackson's bedroom, the most private place. Evidence of his crimes must be hidden here."

"Helder, what are you doing! How can you find evidence like this? Break it, cut it open, and there's a good chance that the nigger's disgusting things are hidden inside."

Crack!

Crash!

Swish!

The first floor was quickly destroyed. Tom Schneider came to Mike's collection room on the second floor. When he saw the exquisite collections displayed there, a hideous smile suddenly appeared on his face, and his expression was clearly captured.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Toys, take them apart!

Smash the action figures! Break the CDs apart and stomp them!

Comic books, tear them into pieces!

"Uh, sir, according to your request, we did not find any evidence related to pedophilia. If we continue searching, we will have to break down the wall."

"Forget it then. It looks like it's really not here. Jackson must have hidden it somewhere else."

"After all, with the 1993 case, this pedophile must have been on high alert, and it would be impossible for us to find evidence easily."

Finally, a group of policemen, who were no different from robbers, shamelessly almost demolished the house, thus ending the search.

The video ends here, but the screening does not end. Eric will have people play it on a loop continuously in order to humiliate and pressure these shameless bastards.

After watching the video, everyone immediately turned their angry eyes to Tom Schneider and several policemen not far away. They were all involved in this vicious action.

The reporters were the first to react. They picked up their microphones and cameras and rushed over, fearing that the other party would run away.

The people followed them and rushed over as well. The hired people were filled with rage, and their angry roars almost shattered the glass of the police station.

"Prosecutor Schneider, is the content of the video true?"

"What is the police's explanation for this?"

"FUCK! What a bunch of robbers!"

Several policemen subconsciously reached for their waists and realized that they didn't have guns. But in this situation, what would it matter if they had them? Who dared to shoot?

Tom Schneider was so frightened that his face turned pale and his mind went blank. He was carried quickly back into the police station, where the door was closed and locked.

Bang, bang, bang! Bang, bang, bang! The sound of knocking and banging on the door continued, and Brown Howard ran over with a group of people.

"What's going on? What happened? Didn't I ask you to calm the people down?"

But Tom Schneider's eyes were blank and he couldn't speak. The only thing in his mind was that his political career was over.

With such a huge scandal, forget about running for parliament using the position of prosecutor as a springboard.

In order to calm public anger, an explanation must be given to the public, and more importantly, for votes, the city government will definitely remove him from his post.

If it's not enough, he will be taken to court and eventually jailed.

These policemen are better off, at least they have a reason to claim that they were acting on orders and had no choice. They will definitely be investigated and punished, but the severity will be lighter.

After listening to his subordinates' reports and looking at the many figures outside through the glass, Brown Howard suddenly felt a splitting headache.

With such a big incident, my career will also be affected. This is only my second year as director. How can I be so unlucky!

The anger in his eyes could not be suppressed at all. He pointed at Tom Schneider and shouted, "Asshole! Do you want to kill us? Get out! Get him out of my sight!"

Several policemen hurriedly carried the people away. Brown Howard, sweat oozing from his forehead, hurriedly thought of a countermeasure.

"Chief, this is not a solution. Should we use some means to drive them away? For example, tear gas," a captain suggested.

But in an instant he was looked at as if he were an idiot by the director.

"Is your head growing on your ass? You have to know when to use force. We are worse than the Soviets now. Do you want us to become Afghans?"

The captain who proposed the idea immediately shrank his head and acted like an ostrich. Brown Howard asked angrily, "Hurry up and think of a solution. Who has a reliable solution?"

After a pause, a deputy director said in a low voice, "Director, I think we should let Michael Jackson come forward. Only he can calm the anger of these people and at least get through this difficult time."

"Yes, Jackson, Jackson, only he can do it now."

The group hurriedly ran to the interrogation room, where they could vaguely hear the roar outside.

Maikou looked outside curiously: "There seems to be some movement, it sounds very noisy."

Meserio didn't know what Eric had done, but he knew that the noise must have been caused by the young man.

He patted Michael's back and said comfortingly, "It's okay, we'll be out soon."

At this time, the door of the interrogation room was pushed open and Brown Howard walked in.

Unlike the anger just now, his face was now full of smiles and apologies, just like Ochumelov.

As he just said, we have become Soviets.

Signaling the police in the room to leave, Brown Howard smiled and introduced himself: "Hello Mr. Jackson, I am Brown Howard, the police chief of Santa Barbara, and also your fan."

"Your Thriller is really great. I went to the Dangerous Tour concert. It was a great memory."

Michael looked at him in bewilderment, his mind full of questions. What was going on? He hesitated and said, "Hello, Chief Brown, thank you for your support, but now is not the time to talk about these things."

"Of course, of course, I know. I came here to inform you that the questioning ends here and you can leave the police station and go home."

Hearing this, Michael looked at the lawyer next to him, Meserio, who asked, "What's the result? My client has been detained for more than ten hours, there must be a result."

Brown Howard smiled and said, "Of course there is no problem. There is no evidence that Mr. Jackson is involved in pedophilia, and I must apologize on behalf of the Santa Barbara Police Department. We will definitely compensate for the losses caused during the search."

"Of course, I hope Mr. Jackson understands that I just learned about this matter myself. Everything was organized by Tom Schneider."

"What he did was a blasphemy and a violation of the law. I will definitely report it to the city government. Please believe that the government will definitely give Mr. Jackson justice."

Maikou already knew the situation at home. Although he was heartbroken, the matter was done and could not be reversed.

He stood up and said, "I also believe that the law will stand on the side of justice, so let's stop here."

"Wait, Mr. Jackson, there is one more thing I need your help with. You should have heard the noises outside. They are from reporters and your fans."

"I sincerely apologize to you again and hope you can calm everyone down and not let the situation get any worse."

Michael looked at Meserio, who nodded.

"Well, I'll be interviewed when I get out anyway."

“Thank you, thank you very much!”

Outside the police station, a group of people were waiting anxiously, and their cursing was about to blow the roof off the police station.

Half an hour later, the door opened again and Michael walked out, followed by Brown Howard and attorney Meserio.

Seeing the electronic screen facing the police station gate not far away, Michael immediately understood that the only one capable of making such a big noise in such a short time was Eric.

Although Chuan Bao is also very capable, his influence is concentrated in the real estate field and he cannot compare with Eric in terms of public opinion.

When they saw the real person, the reporters pounced on him like rabbits, and the noise became louder and louder. Brown Howard was sweating profusely and greeted all the women in Tom Schneider's family over and over again in his heart.

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Maikou stood on the steps and raised his hands to signal everyone to be quiet.

Then he said: "Thank you very much for taking the trouble to come and support me. I have a lot to say to you, but now I can only say that I love you!"

"oh"

Everyone cheered.

Then, Michael Dunk briefly recounted his experiences from yesterday to today. Brown and Howard's eyelids were twitching again. They could only pray that Michael Dunk would not say anything bad.

"Michael, I believe you have also seen the video on the big screen. What do you think about it?" asked the reporter from the Free Press.

Maikou shook his head. "It hurts. They shouldn't do this. This is not what a prosecutor should do. This behavior seriously infringes on my rights. I will reserve the right to sue."

"Then may I ask if the police have found any evidence from Neverland Ranch? You know what evidence I'm talking about."

"No, there is no evidence at all. Even though my home has been destroyed like this, you can ask Chief Brown if you don't believe me."

Hearing that the person standing behind Michael was the police chief, everyone's eyes immediately fell on him. Looking at the anger, Brown Howard suddenly felt a little uncomfortable.

He could only nod: "Mr. Jackson is right, the police did not find any evidence in this case."

"This violent search was entirely Tom Schneider's personal behavior. The government will definitely give the public a satisfactory answer."

The Los Angeles Times reporter pointed the camera at him and said, "Michael, you have been detained in the police station for more than 12 hours. Since the police violently destroyed your home, have you personally suffered any violence?"

Faced with this question, Maikou said nothing, but turned around silently and faced away from everyone.

Meserio carefully lifted up his sleeves, and saw two long bloodstains on his arms, which looked shocking in the sunlight.

There was a burst of crazy filming below, and the reporters were all extremely excited. The materials were really becoming more and more abundant and larger.

They have even begun looking forward to the trial at the end of the month, wondering what big news will happen then.

"Okay, that's all I have to say. If anyone wants to know more, they can come to Neverland Manor. I also hope that everyone will not block the police station, so as not to delay normal police dispatch and affect those who need help."

Maikou's words immediately made everyone feel unbearable.

He really, I cried to death! On the other hand, Brown Howard almost fainted when he saw the bloodstains.

With his experience, he could naturally see that it was caused by friction due to being tortured for too long.

But damn it, I could swear I really didn't know this happened. I could only continue to curse Tom Schneider in my heart.

Michael left after he finished speaking, and some people and reporters followed him to Neverland Ranch, and some reporters began to surround Brown Howard.

As for the group of people hired by Chen Xing, they naturally continued to surround the police station. He had already paid for three days, and if it was not enough, they would continue. Anyway, marches and demonstrations were very popular in the United States.

Of course, in theory, marches and demonstrations in the United States must also be reported to the government in advance, otherwise the police can take necessary measures.

But this time the police really have no reason at all, so on the premise of maintaining restraint, they can only turn a blind eye to prevent the conflict from escalating further.

At Dream Manor, Michael and a group of reporters arrived one after another.

You can see the electronic screen at the gate from a distance, and the video is playing in a loop.

Taking the reporter to where he lived, Maikou said, "You can go in and take pictures if you need to."

Upon hearing this, reporters rushed in to take first-hand photos, and later saw two Playboy issues exposed in the ruins in Maikou's bedroom.

Pushing aside the clutter to reveal the cover, he saw his old friend Madonna and Charlie's Angels Drew Barrymore.

The reporters couldn't help but smile and took close-up photos.

When the filming was finished, Asherkin was already waiting outside.

"Dear journalist friends, if anyone needs this video please follow me. Everyone can copy it."

The reporters were taken away by Asherkin and everything was arranged clearly.

Eric never showed up from beginning to end. It is better to stay behind the scenes for such things. It is not difficult for someone to investigate, but there is no need to expose oneself actively.

“Welcome home!”

Eric and Michael hugged each other.

"Eric, thank you. You always show up when I'm in trouble. You're like an angel in my life."

Siti brought a private doctor over to give Mike medicine. Eric was relieved when he saw that the doctor was white.

Because he remembered that the direct cause of Mike's death was drug overdose, and the murderer was his personal doctor.

He couldn't remember the name, but he remembered that the doctor was black.

"Doctor, is the injury serious?"

"It's nothing serious, just superficial injuries."

The few people were relieved, and Eric said: "I will make these people pay the price!"

"Haha. With this video, Tom Schneider is doomed. As for how the situation will eventually develop, it depends on the extent of public opinion."

"Of course the bigger the better. I haven't used all my tricks yet!"

(End of this chapter)