Bremer, the bespectacled middle-aged man hired by the Hollywood Eye, quickly got in touch with the mistress who had betrayed Mel Gibson.
"The price has gone up. They're starting to suspect me. I want $1.5 million, and you need to arrange for me to move to France," the mistress demanded.
Bremer didn't even hesitate before agreeing. "No problem. As long as your information is useful, I'll hand you a $1.5 million check immediately."
The mistress was overjoyed. She hadn't expected such a straightforward agreement—had she known, she would've asked for more.
The deal was quickly finalized. Bremer handed over a $300,000 check as an advance and then immediately contacted Craig Evans from Hollywood Eye.
Craig Evans had also made progress. He discovered a stripper from a club who had once been nearly abused to death by Mel Gibson.
At the time, she wanted to come forward and accuse Gibson, but CAA had suppressed the matter, warning her to keep quiet. Though she received hush money, it wasn't nearly enough to heal her emotional trauma.
When Craig Evans found her, she told him everything.
"Will you come forward to accuse him?" Craig asked.
The dancer nodded firmly but expressed concern about the consequences. "What if I step forward, and nothing happens to him? I'd be ruined."
"Don't worry," Craig reassured her. "This time, powerful figures in Hollywood are behind this. Gibson has crossed the Jewish powers in Hollywood—he's done for."
"Alright, I'll stand up and accuse him," the dancer agreed.
"Good. When the time is right, someone will arrange everything," Craig replied.
Following the plan, Craig went to various locations and retrieved some photos and negatives. Although they weren't comprehensive, he did find the critical ones involving Sophie Marceau.
What remained uncertain was whether Mel Gibson still had other backups.
If he did, Sophie Marceau's situation remained precarious. Before going down, Gibson might expose the photos out of spite, dragging her down with him.
To prevent such retaliation, CAA might even assist Gibson in using the media to hype up the scandal for revenge.
But Sienna Boone had anticipated this. To stop Gibson from implicating others after his downfall, she ensured the case was tied to Hollywood's Jewish community.
Once the Jewish powers got involved, Gibson would have no choice but to keep his mouth shut.
With all the evidence in place, June arrived. On the day Warner Bros. released The Bridges of Madison County, directed by and starring Clint Eastwood and co-starring Meryl Streep, a major incident occurred.
"Mel, turn on ABC News!"
Martin Bob called. Gibson, who had just finished venting his anger at his mistresses, quickly turned on the TV.
On-screen, a visibly distressed woman tearfully recounted her ordeal. "For years, I kept silent because they told me not to speak. But I can't stay silent any longer. I must seek justice for myself and others who've suffered."
The reporter asked, "Who hurt you?"
"Mel Gibson," the woman stated firmly into the camera. "You may feel untouchable now, but I believe in justice and the law. They will bring you to account."
The wine glass in Gibson's hand slipped and shattered, much like his life in that moment.
Meanwhile, Sean Connery, oblivious to the unfolding chaos, was still daydreaming about winning an Oscar the following year and boasting to Gilbert.
But his dream was cut short when he saw the news—a thunderbolt on a clear day.
His Oscar hopes, his dreams, everything shattered along with the scandal.
Fuming, Connery lashed out, intending to beat his son, the only family member nearby, as his wife was bedridden after suffering his earlier abuse.
But his son fled upstairs. As Connery gave chase, he slipped on the stairs, tumbling down in a dramatic red blur, resembling a fiery spinning wheel.
Though the fall was spectacular, Connery, weakened by years of substance abuse, fractured his bones.
His son, showing a shred of filial piety—perhaps to avoid being accused of patricide—rushed him to the hospital.
The X-rays revealed severe fractures. At his age, recovery would be slow, possibly requiring a wheelchair for the rest of his life.
Furious, Connery tried to lash out at the doctors but collapsed instead. Neither his wife nor his son offered him any support.
Though livid, Connery recognized a grim reality: his dominance was over, and his remaining days would be spent in humiliation.
The woman's televised interview caused an uproar. Media outlets pounced on the scandal, eager to uncover the truth.
If it were anyone else, the story might not have garnered such attention. But with Mel Gibson—a Hollywood A-lister—at the center, it became headline news.
Without the initial push, the story might have been ignored as it was years ago. But with ABC breaking the news, it was clear someone was targeting Gibson.
Martin Bob at CAA quickly mobilized friendly media to defend Gibson, counter-suing the woman for defamation. Without evidence, the accusations could be dismissed as baseless.
But trouble arose when Gibson's stash of incriminating photos mysteriously vanished.
Enraged, Gibson smashed everything in sight while his remaining mistress cleaned up the mess.
"Why haven't you left, Harry?" Gibson asked, panting.
Harry, the loyal companion, replied, "You gave me everything, Mel. I can't abandon you."
"It's over for me. Go, as far as you can," Gibson urged.
After sending Harry away, Gibson muttered to himself, "Gilbert, you're a devil… a devil…"
Harry cried. He couldn't accept that Mel Gibson had failed so easily, and he was determined to seek revenge for him.
However, he was powerless, with only himself being of any use.
So Harry got himself a gun. It's easy to get a gun in North America. Gilbert was hard to kill, so he decided to take care of the traitor first.
He started searching for the traitor, planning to deal with him before finally avenging Mel Gibson.
Meanwhile, the media that had been speaking in Mel Gibson's favor suddenly turned against him, ruthlessly slamming him.
CAA had completely given up on him, as the negative publicity caused the already underperforming Braveheart to collapse at the box office, and it was forced out of theaters.
The film's investors, Paramount and 20th Century Fox, remained silent, and even the media under the parent companies of the two film giants started fueling the scandal about Mel Gibson's alleged misconduct.
This wasn't a coincidence. Mel Gibson's past remarks and behavior, where he had insulted and opposed the Jewish community, were reported to the Jewish powers in Hollywood.
The Jewish-controlled media groups naturally wanted to teach Mel Gibson a lesson, otherwise, no one would hesitate to insult them in the future.
On June 5, shortly after the scandal broke, Mel Gibson was taken away by the police from his home.
But that wasn't the most desperate moment. When his lawyer visited him in jail, he brought a message: "Mr. Martin Bob says you should keep quiet and take the blame."
Mel Gibson was furious. He wanted to rush out, grab a rifle, and shoot Gilbert.
But he understood that if he took the blame, he would at most go to prison. If he spoke out, though, it would mean certain death. So, he sorrowfully nodded.
With Mel Gibson's cooperation, the prosecution formally filed charges against him in court.
At this point, the women who had been harmed and were seeking compensation stood up, suing Mel Gibson for damages.
When this happened, Gilbert was on the Great Wall of China with Sophie Marceau.
Looking out over the distant mountains, Gilbert seemed to be deep in thought, reciting a Chinese poem: "I will climb to the top, and look at all the mountains below."
Li Jianjie, the director of Beijing Film Academy, who was accompanying them, complimented, "A line from Du Fu's poem. I didn't expect Director Gilbert to use it so appropriately."
"Haha, it's a bit embarrassing, I only know this one or two," Gilbert laughed.
Gilbert's proficiency in Chinese and his literacy made Li Jianjie have a much higher regard for him.
"Director Gilbert, we're planning to hold a lecture in a couple of days. We would sincerely like to invite you to participate."
"Sure, no problem. It's all about" Gilbert replied.
Thinking about giving a lecture to future stars and directors of Chinese entertainment, Gilbert felt quite excited, especially since it wasn't about his brothers. Otherwise, he wouldn't know how enjoyable it would be.
He imagined himself angrily scolding those brothers, their fans rushing at him, and then being attacked by netizens. The scene would surely be very exciting, and Gilbert couldn't help but laugh.
"What are you thinking? Why are you so happy?" Sophie Marceau asked.
"Nothing," Gilbert quickly changed the topic. "Sophie, what are you planning to do after this is over?"
Gilbert had no intention of continuing anything with Sophie Marceau. One time was enough, so after that, he didn't see her again, leaving Sophie quite puzzled.
Sophie Marceau said, "I don't know. Maybe I'll try my luck in Hollywood, or maybe I'll return to France."
Gilbert vaguely remembered that Sophie Marceau had appeared in a James Bond movie, so he said, "Why not go act in 007?"
Sophie Marceau looked at Gilbert with her beautiful eyes and asked, "Will you direct it?"
"Me?" Gilbert shook his head. "No…"
Famous directors typically don't take on 007 films. If successful, it's not entirely their credit, but if unsuccessful, they get blamed. It's usually only new or small directors looking for an opportunity who take on such projects.
Thinking that things in North America were almost wrapped up, Gilbert planned to return to North America after the lecture.
He was quite busy. Facebook and Banana were set to go public in July and August, and he couldn't afford to miss that.
Then, he had to prepare for that World War II project and have a chat with Tom Hanks. He also had time reserved for him by Leonardo DiCaprio.
In North America, although there was still a trial to be had, everyone knew that the once-famous Mel Gibson was finished.
The journey to fame was difficult, but a fall from the top only took a moment.
Within a few weeks, or maybe even just a few days, Mel Gibson had gone from a top-tier star to a despised criminal, and it made people reflect sadly.
Meanwhile, Harry had tracked down the betrayer who was planning to escape, and he shot him twice—one in the chest and one in the head.
The betrayer collapsed in a pool of blood, watching as the $1.5 million check he was holding flew into the air.
As Harry made his escape, he was soon caught by the police who had arrived at the scene.
Intentional murder was a serious crime, and the evidence was irrefutable, so he was facing severe charges.
As for the $1.5 million check, it had mysteriously disappeared without a trace.
The front page headlines of the major newspapers all reported on the Mel Gibson case, while Harry's shooting incident was only covered by a local small paper in Los Angeles.
Gun violence happened every day on the streets of Los Angeles, and everyone had gotten used to it.
But was this incident really just about Harry getting his revenge and being caught by the police? Of course not.
At the very least, no one knew that, at the same time as the shooting, an important $1.5 million check mysteriously disappeared from the scene.
Just like the indifferent tone of the local paper, the police had captured Harry, at least getting the perpetrator.
As for any larger conspiracy behind it, the police didn't know and didn't care to investigate.