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The black Chevrolet was very slow. When driving through another lane near the accident, Murphy kept looking over there. The crashed car had caught fire. The burning flames rushed out of the front hood, illuminating the surroundings. Firefighters ignored the possible explosion danger, and several were busy extinguishing the fire, while others were rescuing the wounded in the car.

All of these reminded Murphy of the paintings he had seen on TV news, and also recalled another video stored by Murphy in the notebook. His eyes unconsciously retracted it and turned it to the portable camera placed in the passenger seat.

There was a voice in my mind telling him that this was a very valuable news scene and should be taken immediately.

When the car drove past the accident scene, Murphy stepped on the brakes, stopped on the auxiliary lane, grabbed the portable camera, got out of the car as fast as possible, and then skillfully turned on the portable camera while running towards the accident scene.

It seems that all this has been practiced countless times.

Two patrolmen on the periphery had already pulled up the yellow guard belt and established a simple guard zone to prevent people from entering. In the guard zone, the fire was slightly controlled. Several firefighters were dismantling the deformed car doors so as to rescue the driver inside.

Just as Murphy saw the car accident and decided to shoot, several cars were parked nearby, and it was obvious that watching the fun was universally available all over the world.

Someone came over, as if he wanted to watch up close, so the two patrol officers rushed over to maintain order.

This allowed Murphy to seize the opportunity.

When he ran over, he had turned on the portable camera to shoot. As a student from a formally educated film academy and the memories left by his ex, Murphy still had this ability, but due to the night light, the shooting from outside the cordon was not good.

The moment the two patrolmen were attracted by other onlookers, Murphy bent down without hesitation and drilled under the cordon, then took a few big steps, hid on the side of a fire truck, found a suitable angle, and with the help of the flames, the scenes near the car were recorded into the camera.

The memories left by the ex told Murphy that there are many people in Los Angeles who are engaged in similar jobs. Every time there is an emergency, these guys will soon flock to them like sharks that smell blood.

Therefore, he must hurry up and take pictures that people cannot see.

The fire became smaller and smaller, and the shots began to blur. Murphy turned his head and looked at the direction of his left hand at ten o'clock. The two patrolmen were still maintaining order. The rest of the firefighters were also focusing on rescuing the trapped driver, and no one noticed this.

It was at this time that the deformed car door was finally pried open by a firefighter, and a long-haired woman was carried out 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 portable camera and rushed to the vicinity of the wounded who had been placed on the stretcher as quickly as possible. He accurately captured the frontal picture of the wounded from the gap exposed by several firefighters and medical staff.

The woman was lying on a stretcher and moaned weakly. Her long golden hair was dyed red with blood. The left half of her face seemed to be one of the wounds. The top was covered with blood and blood, which looked quite terrifying.

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

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

Despite the feeling of disgust, Murphy's hand was quite stable. He immediately changed to a large close-up shot, recording the scene comparable to American plasma films accurately.

However, Murphy's shooting lasted less than ten seconds.

A living person runs to such a place, and the lights on the portable camera, it is difficult to attract attention without attracting people's attention.

"Hey, what are you doing?"

A rough voice rang out, and then the camera was blocked by a man in a firefighter uniform, "What are you doing?"

"Back, you back!"

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

As someone who has been in prison, Murphy knew that the American police were definitely not as good as the media promoted. He quickly turned off the lights on the portable camera, raised one hand, and backed back, "Okay, OK, I'll go right away."

It seemed that he thought Murphy was not retreating fast enough, the patrolman followed and pushed him hard, "Get back a hundred feet!"

He used a lot of strength, and Murphy was retreating again, tripping by the broken car fragments behind him, and almost fell to the ground.

Although he was a little annoyed, Murphy knew that he could not get involved with the police. Fortunately, he was a mixed-race child, not a black man, otherwise the policeman opposite might have pointed his gun at him.

Murphy stabilized his body and quickly retreated. The patrolman opposite him put his hands on his hips, looking majestic and arrogant.

After looking at the policeman again, Murphy turned around, bent down and crawled out from under the cordon, separated the onlookers who had already surrounded him, and walked towards his parking position.

Back in the car, took two deep breaths, Murphy started the car and left the accident scene. Not long after driving out, he found a parking lot on the side of the road and drove in directly. After parking the car, he took the portable camera placed on the passenger seat and turned on the picture he had just taken.

From the initial shooting to being driven out from behind, Murphy shot a video of nearly three minutes, including not only the car caught fire and firefighters’ rescue, but also the close-up of the wounded, which had considerable visual impact.

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

Since the video was taken, the portable camera could not be sold anymore. Murphy left the parking lot, took a turn, and drove on the way home.

This video can only be of integrity if it is sold. If you want to sell it, Murphy needs the contact information of the TV station personnel who stayed by his ex, all of them are on the laptop at home.

And this video also requires some preliminary editing.

As fast as possible, Murphy rushed home, regardless of his hungry stomach, and went straight into the studio, turned on his laptop, which contained editing software. Although his ex was stupid, the equipment used for work was still OK. The portable camera used not the old-fashioned cassette, but the latest digital storage technology.

Removed the bulky storage disk on the portable camera and connected it to the computer through a data cable. Murphy used editing software to cut the videos shot, cut off all the useless things, mainly retaining the things shot after entering the cordon, restoring them on the storage disk, and then opening a folder on the notebook, finding the contact information of some relevant personnel on the TV station, and making several calls in succession.

Perhaps these contact information are too old, or perhaps he is not lucky, most of the calls Murphy made no answers, and several of them were not very interested in answering.

"Are you doing useless work after a long time of busyness?"

Murphy grabbed her brown short hair and dialed another number. After the ringtone rang a few times, a voice came across from him, "Hello, this is Fox Los Angeles Local Station Channel 6."

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

The person opposite seemed very busy and said at a very fast speed, "This way, bring the video here, do you know our address? Do you know? Then come here as soon as possible."

After hanging up the phone, Murphy brought the storage disk and drove directly to Burbank, where the Fox Los Angeles Local Station Channel 6 is located. Due to the time spent on the road, it was already late at night when he arrived.

The sixth channel of Fox Los Angeles Local Station is located in a white building with a tall TV signal tower erected next to it. Murphy got off the car and entered the floor, explained his purpose to the security guard at the door, and followed the way the other party pointed out to the news department on the third floor.

The entire third floor is a huge news hall. Even though it is late at night, people are still very busy. Murphy walked into it in a daze. Seeing someone coming from the other side, he asked politely, "I'm disturbing, I have a video of the car accident that I just filmed."

The man did not raise his head, and pointed his finger at the corridor on the left, "After entering, the first door on his left."

Following the way this person pointed, Murphy found an office, and through the glass door, he could see several people inside sitting in front of the screen, as if discussing something.

Murphy knocked on the glass door lightly, saw the person inside look over, and opened a crack in the door and said, "I have a video of a car accident to sell."

"Free reporter?"

A woman with long golden brown 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 tell that the woman should be the head of several people, and added, "It was a video of a car accident that happened to Sunset Avenue near Hollywood tonight. A woman crashed and half of her face was ruined, and blood was everywhere. If she survived, I would be very surprised."

These words obviously aroused the interest of the brown-haired woman, and she nodded and said, "Okay, I'll take a look."

Murphy took out the storage disk, took two steps forward, and handed it to the blonde woman. A staff member next to him connected the storage disk to the screen as the blonde woman told her. After a second of snowflakes, the video that was carefully edited by Murphy was played out.

"Oh, God!"

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

Standing on their side, Murphy was observing the blonde woman's expression, which was different from the surprise of the staff member. Seeing the bloody scene, the blonde woman's blue eyes clearly revealed a very interesting excitement.

“This can be the headlines of morning news!”

She seemed to have completely forgotten Murphy on the back.
Chapter completed!