Little Gold Cup and Big BMW

After typing the last word on the keyboard, the script of the micro-video competition was finally completed. He Lanba let out a long sigh and leaned back on the chair, wanting to open the door to greet Kai Molong to eat hot pot together to celebrate, only to realize that Kai Molong seemed to be busy To deal with the first go out.

He took the mobile phone on the bedside table and planned to call Pang Li, because it had been shut down all the time, and as soon as he turned it on, there were red prompt numbers on various applications, and Pang Li had contacted him several times.He Lanba clicked on the message and looked at it from the beginning to the end. It seemed that Pang Li had found someone who was willing to provide them with a yacht for filming. The other party wanted to meet the crew and have a meal together.

He Lanba originally wanted to refuse, but thinking that Pang Lila's sponsorship would not be easy, he agreed.Half an hour later, he came to the front door of Gengying as agreed, and found that not only Yu Zhengrong, Yuan Xia and the photographer brother had come, but also Deng Xiaopang.

"Fuck," the otaku screenwriter looked up and down the fat brother with his glasses, "You don't mean to tell me that you are the owner of that yacht!"

"Master, you are joking," Deng Xiaopang chuckled, "I was brought in to join in."

Pang Li also smiled embarrassedly: "I think our crew can't look too shabby, we should be more formal, or what if people change their mind midway."

He Lanba pushed his glasses: "So I'm also a co-star?" Normally, it's enough for the crew's main creator to bring the director, camera and lead actors to dinner, but I've never heard of them bringing the screenwriter with them.

"Hey, that's not it!" Miss Pang Li hurriedly waved her hands, "Actually, when I was talking to the sponsor about the plot, he said that he liked the script very much, and wanted to meet you in person."

He Lanba was a little bit about to cry, and said in his heart that you also know that my senior, I have always lived in seclusion, so you can just tell that rich man that I am a gloomy nerd, and you have to let me shatter other people's illusions?

They waited at the school gate for more than ten minutes when a black Lincoln drove up, which seemed to be the driver who came to pick them up. The uncle driver smiled and waved to them from the window: "Let's go, the boss is ready to entertain everyone."

I thought I was eating at some restaurant, but I didn't expect that the car drove all the way into a wealthy area in Marina Bay. The clean one-way street was lined with well-built lawns and single-family villas on both sides.

They stopped in front of a two-story red-roofed villa, and a tall and burly manservant led them all the way to the courtyard behind the villa. The patrons at the round table rose to greet them.

The otaku screenwriter narrowed his eyes behind the lens, is it a foreigner?

However, the other party's complexion is a little darker, he doesn't look like a Western European, and his body is not much stronger than that of an Eastern person. His slightly long brown hair is neatly combed behind his head, and the beard on his chin is also neatly trimmed. Judging by his age Should be under 40 years old.

He didn't know if it was an illusion, but he always felt that from the second they walked into the courtyard, the other party locked on him at first glance, unlike the first time they met, it seemed like a "recognized" expression.

Mr. Fu Hao introduced his surname Aslan. He Lanba was not familiar with this surname. Mr. Aslan seemed to be able to understand Chinese, but his Chinese was not very authentic.He Lanba always felt that the sharp and shrewd aura exuded by this person did not seem like someone who would subsidize a group of film and television college students to make micro-movies, but listening to Pang Li and Mr. Aslan talking about filming, Occasionally Aslan The husband also asked about the idea of ​​his script, but he couldn't see anything abnormal.He shook his head in his heart, probably because he had experienced too many inexplicable incidents with Kai Molong, and his brain was getting bigger and bigger.

Dinner was steak, and the red wine with the dishes whetted the appetite. Deng Xiaopang drank a cup like a Coke. After a while, he became urgent to urinate, and was led to the bathroom by the male servant in a black suit.

"Mr. Helan," the host Mr. Aslan said suddenly at this moment, "Why do you want to write a story that ends in tragedy?"

"Ah?" He Lanba was caught off guard by the question, and smiled, "I didn't conceive the outline of the script, it was Pang Li's. I just filled in the plot."

"Really," Aslan shrugged, "but it's also understandable, nine out of ten unsatisfactory things in the world."

He Lanba could only smile noncommittally and lower his head to continue cutting the steak. His gaze fell on the wine glass in Aslan's hand inadvertently. He suddenly found that the host hadn't had a sip of wine since the dinner. There was a muffled "bang" sound from the direction, his first reaction was that Deng Xiaopang could actually get drunk after drinking red wine, and hurriedly stood up: "I'll go and see—"

The chair was pushed back, and as soon as he stood up, he felt dizzy. He unconsciously pressed the edge of the table with his hands, but he fell back weakly, only to hear Pang Li's voice from the other side of the table, which was suddenly far and near: "Senior?...Senior, what's wrong with you..."

The nausea in his stomach was severe, and He Lanba woke up uncomfortably. He only felt that the space he was in was shaking slightly. His whole body seemed to be floating in the air, and everything was blurred under the bright white light. He heard someone say "He's awake," and then a footstep came all the way to him.

He struggled to lift his heavy eyelids, only then could he distinguish the figure standing in front of him under the dazzling white light, and it turned out to be Aslan.

Now he was fully awake, opened his eyes and looked around, this was a small bedroom, compactly furnished but low in space, he was tied to a chair, the slightly shaking feeling was not his illusion, the bedroom Outside the round porthole on one side was the undulating sea water. He deduced that they should be on a yacht now, and looked up at Aslan who was smiling but not smiling: "Pang Li, where are Deng Xiaopang and the others?"

"I didn't expect you to be quite calm." Aslan put on an approving smile on his face. "Don't worry, they are safe. My target is you. But I can't let them go before the matter is completed."

He Lanba didn't feel that he had offended international friends: "Who are you?"

"Before you care about who I am, why don't you first care about the identity of Mr. Cameron who lives with you." Aslan said, with his hands folded flat on his stomach, as if he was sure of winning.

"Let's talk straight." He Lanba was not in the mood to go around in circles with the other party, and he had already guessed that this person must have something to do with Kai Molong.

"The man you get along with day and night is more dangerous than you imagined." Aslan walked to the porthole and leaned against the wall with a sarcastic expression, "Just one sentence can make the former leader of the country into a as a prisoner."

He Lanba thought for a moment, and couldn't help frowning: "Are you from an island country?"

"As expected of a screenwriter, his reasoning ability is good." Aslan applauded in a serious manner.

Although He Lanba guessed the turning point of the plot, he couldn't accept the fact calmly for a while, and he could meet such a magical development after having a meal with his juniors, a good ethical micro-movie turned into a profound one political drama.So it seems that Aslan is a... remnant of the former government of the island country? "I remember that the former government leader of the island country went to the United States for political asylum. The US government can benefit from him, so it should be quite polite."

"It was indeed at the beginning," Aslan replied, "but the currency sniper war became a turning point. An unimaginable super interest group put pressure on the US government, and the courtesy turned into house arrest overnight. Not only President Eminem came I was under house arrest by the U.S., and all his cronies who were active in the U.S. were also arrested and imprisoned, where they died inexplicably.”

Helan Ba ​​couldn't help laughing out loud, the U.S. Empire's two-sided game is really eye-opening: "Is the super interest group referring to the family whose name cannot be spoken?"

Aslan raised his eyebrows, a little surprised: "It seems that he didn't hide everything from you. Speaking of which, this is also our mistake." He turned to the porthole that was splashed with layers of sea water, "I can't say The family itself doesn't care much about the interests of the island country, we know that only Kemeron himself cares, so we mistakenly thought that it would be enough to let him give up helping the island country."

He Lanba's thoughts became clearer the more he listened: "Did you guys do the explosion in Kaimolong's apartment?"

"The explosion is nothing, it's just a message to him that he wants him to stop." Speaking of this, Aslan shook his head with his hands behind his back, "But our mistake is that we don't know Kaimeron himself. The explosion obviously made Kaimeron Long was very unhappy. After that, the family began to put pressure on the U.S. government. President Ah Mulai was placed under house arrest, and our people were arrested one by one. Kai Molong probably thought that he had paralyzed the entire Ah Mulai government, but because I Flying around and doing activities in various countries, I am not on his paralyzed list. At this point, I can only take risks. If the Cameroons were in the United States, I would definitely not be able to touch him. Fortunately, he is in China. The car accident you encountered was actually arranged by me. I provided clues and assistance to Zhao Yi. Mr. Zhao was just a knife. But it was also from that car accident that I realized that things were not that simple," Asi Lang frowned, as if lost in memory, "I was nearby when the car accident happened. I never expected that a pampered family heir would have such skill. From then on, I knew that assassination might not work. So I started investigating him."

Helanba didn't make a sound. Judging by Aslang's expression, the truth he investigated was obviously not that simple.

"Sure enough, as I expected, Kemeron stayed in the island country for a long time, and investigating his affairs in the island country will not trouble me. After all, I used to be an intelligence officer of the former government." Aslang turned around from the porthole Come on, "I didn't expect that apart from being the supreme executor of the family, Kemeron was once the ace in the hands of Polaris."

He Lanba remained calm, Polaris should be the name of the organization Kai Molong mentioned that adopted him.

"I know that I have come into contact with something extraordinary." Aslan smiled playfully, "Polaris is an underground armed and intelligence organization with a very strong background, and its only enemy is the family. This organization adopts many orphans and will They are trained as agents and infiltrated into the family from the bottom layer by layer. For the family, Polaris is like a terrorist organization, wanting to launch 911 on the family anytime and anywhere, but for Polaris, the family is not different. Polaris believes in 'freedom' ’, the family emphasizes ‘order’. Can you imagine? Kaimeron turned out to be the supreme executor of the family as the ace of the North Star.”

He Lanba knew this a long time ago: "Is that what you want to tell me?"

"Of course it's more than that." Asrun smiled inscrutablely. "Cameron may have told you something about him, but I bet he didn't tell you the truth, because the truth is too terrifying."

What's so scary, He Lanba slandered in his heart, he didn't know if the family was considered a terrorist organization, but no matter how high-sounding words Polaris used to decorate it, it couldn't change the tone of the terrorist organization.Kaimeron has suffered so much at Polaris, so there is no need to sacrifice his life for it in the end. Using the power of his family to kill Polaris is a good thing for both public and private purposes.He could probably imagine the situation at that time. Maybe the reason why Kaimeron was able to gain the family's trust so quickly was precisely because he told the family's senior management about himself and Polaris without reservation, and Polaris had no doubts from the beginning to the end. The reason for Kaimeron may also be precisely because this is part of the infiltration plan, true and false, false and true, Polaris was caught in the trap just like that.

Aslan leaned down and lowered his voice slowly: "Do you think that Kemeron used the power of his family to bring down Polaris?"

Helan Ba ​​was startled, isn't that the case?

"Do you know that you can't talk about what happened to the family recently?" Aslan smiled and straightened up, and said slowly, "Cameron has successfully removed the background of the family, and he is actually the only person in power in this financial empire. gone."

He Lanba's heart skipped a beat, and he frowned subconsciously. He didn't want Kaimolong to be constrained by the family, but if he really trampled the family under his feet, he didn't think it was something worth celebrating.

"I heard that more than half of the family's peripheral supporters are his supporters, but only these peripheral supporters are not enough. The family's power system is difficult to break through from top to bottom," Aslang said, "If the family unanimously decides to impeach Kaimeron, even with all the support from the outside world, he is still powerless, what made the family members who originally decided to impeach Kaimeron change their minds?"

He Lanba suddenly raised his head: "Could it be..."

"That's right, you, me, the family, and almost everyone thought that Cameron killed Polaris, but he didn't." Aslan's eyes suddenly became cold and sharp, "he just transformed Polaris. The world's most The huge and pervasive intelligence network has been used by him for more than two years. I think that Kaimeron should have a powerful handle on the important figures of the family to firmly control the family. Everyone has secrets. Those who have no secrets have weaknesses, and Mr. Cameron clearly knows that."

The information came so suddenly that He Lanba was completely unprepared and fell into a long silence.

"How is it?" Aslan walked behind him and patted the back of his chair, "Now you know what kind of person Mr. Nuannan is in his bones." He leaned into his ear and whispered, "If you are a screenwriter , then he’s the director. You can only dream, but he can make those dreams come true—make your dreams come true, and make other people’s nightmares come true.”

He Lanba couldn't close his ears, so he had to close his eyes.

Aslan sighed from behind: "God knows how much I wish the family could impeach Kaimeron directly, so that we don't have to spend so much effort and invite you, Mr. Screenwriter. But it doesn't matter, you just need to stay here well." That's good, the matter will be resolved satisfactorily in a few hours, and I should have a special gift for you by then." He told his subordinates to look after him, turned and left the cabin.

After closing the door, Helan opened his eyes aggressively, sneered in his heart and lay down, really thought I was frightened?No matter how much Kaimeron is so insane, he is just a little dolphin to me. I will obediently let you use it to threaten him?I'm so sorry, I really can't bear it!

He looked around the cabin, and there was only a guard in a black suit sitting near the door. This was at sea, maybe it was on the high seas, and it seemed that Aslan felt that he couldn't escape anywhere.

He Lanba started to memorize the script of escape from birth. About half an hour later, he vomited sadly, and the guard in black looked at him with raised eyebrows.

"...can you let me go to the bathroom to vomit?" the otaku screenwriter was a little out of breath.

The guard in black raised another eyebrow, as if weighing it.

He Lanba vomited again, this wasn't all acting, the wind and waves outside seemed to get bigger, and the shaking feeling became more and more obvious, he was already a little seasick, and at this moment he could feel his stomach turning upside down.

He didn't look like he was pretending, it seemed that he was about to vomit, and it was an indisputable fact that the ship was shaking violently. The guard in black probably didn't want to vomit in front of the room, so he finally stood up and helped him out. The rope under the feet: "Stop playing tricks."

He Lanba was escorted out of the door and walked up a few steps. Outside was the side of the main deck. He looked up, and it seemed that this was not an ordinary small yacht, but a relatively large one. He was on the lower deck just now. The cabin, the windows on the main deck are all glass, the cockpit is on the main deck, and the flybridge is purely used for sunbathing. This yacht is indeed as described in his script, enough to hold yacht parties, But tonight's weather is really not easy to go to sea, such a big planing yacht is also pushed up and down by the sea.The waves were churning loudly below, and the sea breeze was fishy and cold, but he didn't have time to think about vomiting at the moment, the most urgent thing to do was to determine where Deng Xiaopang and the others were locked up.

After walking a few steps, I heard Deng Xiaopang's voice hanging from a window next door: "Fuck, Helan Ba ​​won't be the first to be ripped off!"

Can you stop being so crowed, He Lanba thought weakly, but he knew that Deng Xiaopang and Pang Li were in the room on the main deck.Because the ship was shaking badly, he didn't walk fast, and carefully observed the terrain while walking. It seemed that there was only the pilot in the cockpit, and the lights were on at the front and back of the main deck. Since Deng Xiaopang and the others were in the rear position, then Aslan they should be in front.A white box can be clearly seen fixed behind the cockpit deck, and the life raft should have been missed.

At this time, a big wave came, He Lanba staggered towards the ship's side, and simply lay on the railing and vomited.

Vomiting is no better than urinating, and it won't be over for a while. He Lanba vomited and traced the layout of the yacht in his mind, and repeated the action steps. Seeing another wave coming, the determined otaku screenwriter suddenly He rushed towards the direction of the guard in black.

Taking advantage of the momentum of the wind and waves, the black-clothed guard didn't realize it for a while, and when he got up from the ship's side dizzily, He Lanba had disappeared.

"Run away?!" Aslan turned his head and glared at the guard in black who came to report tremblingly, but quickly calmed down, "The yacht is only this big, and it is surrounded by the sea, so it must still be on the yacht. The yacht wants to find him too!"

The five people began to look for the target separately, and the worse news came a few minutes later, and the other five people who were locked in the restaurant also disappeared.

"As expected of a master, how did you come up with this trick of Tiaohulishan?" Deng Xiaopang helped He Lanba tie up the knocked-out driver.

It was a rare time for Helanba to ignore showing off, and got up and walked around to the front of the bridge. There were two seats in the pilot's seat, the driver's seat and the passenger's seat. The space where the satellite phone should have been hung was empty.

"Senior, what are you looking for?" Pang Li turned around and asked, she was looking for life jackets with Yuan Xia, while Yu Zhengrong and the cameraman were searching for fresh water and food in the freezer behind the cockpit.Several people are full of doubts now, but the situation is urgent now, and there is no time to ask the ins and outs of the matter.

"We have to notify the rescue team!" He Lanba couldn't find the satellite phone, so he turned to the radio to call.

Deng Xiaopang didn't have the slightest sense of crisis, so he laughed at the side: "Should I call SOS at this time?"

"SOS has been deactivated a long time ago," He Lanba relied on the material stored in his memory, remembering that the distress channel was 16, he tuned to channel 16, grabbed the radio communicator, and called "MAYDAY" three times in a row.

The weather was very bad, and the radio noise was severely disturbed. Except for the occasional intermittent sound that seemed to be a human voice, Helan Ba ​​couldn't hear any meaningful reply.The time was extremely limited, so he had to repeat the distress message three times, notifying the name of the yacht and the location displayed on the GPS navigation screen. At this moment, the cameraman suddenly lowered his voice: "They seem to be coming up!"

The group had no choice but to put on life jackets and limited supplies and hurried out of the cab, only to hear the sound of approaching footsteps below.Yachting has great benefits, and it is enough to play peek-a-boo.

The box containing the inflatable life raft is very heavy and cannot be carried. They have to take out the inflatable life raft and fresh water food in the box on the spot. According to the specifications of the life raft, it is not a problem to carry six people, but the life jacket is taken from the cab. Yes, there are only three pieces. He Lanba boasted that he was good at water, and Deng Xiaopang, in order to compete for performance in front of Pang Li, neither of them wore life jackets. towering.

The men in black spotted them and surrounded them. Just as they were about to throw the life raft together, the hull suddenly trembled violently, and there was a muffled bang from the bottom of the boat.

Everyone on the deck was knocked to the ground. The turbulence was obviously not caused by the wind and waves. Deng Xiaopang lay on the deck and shouted in shock: "Damn it hit a rock?!"

Now they can’t help them if they don’t want to withdraw, Helan Ba ​​immediately kicked the life raft and threw it into the sea. Deng Xiaopang gave a hand: "You go down first!"

"Ah? What about you?" Deng Xiaopang shouted, wiping his face with sea water.

"I still have something to do! I'll catch up with you in a while!" He Lanba said as he stepped over a knocked-out guard on the deck and ran to the main deck cabin.

In order to avoid being found by Cameron, Aslan drove the yacht to the high seas, and lost all of their mobile phones, but if Aslang intends to do any business with Cameron, he must also need real-time contact. There is no other means of communication except satellite phone.Since the satellite phone is not in the cockpit, it must be somewhere else.This satellite phone is definitely not used to contact Kaimeron directly. This is an operation with the cooperation of at least three parties. A is in charge of guarding the hostages, B is in charge of informing Kaimeron of the conditions for the hostage exchange, and C is in charge of confirming whether Kaimeron is Act according to the requirements, and finally C will contact A to release the hostages.

Although the action was meticulous and complicated, as far as he was concerned, as long as he had a satellite phone, he could directly contact Kaimeron to prevent things from developing in the worst direction.

The yacht was sinking, and He Lanba finally found the black maritime satellite phone on the wall of the master bedroom. He rushed forward to take it down and was about to dial, when a cold "don't move" came from behind.

Aslan stood at the door of the room holding a small Colt pistol: "Put down the phone."

Helan Ba ​​hesitated.

Aslan walked in slowly, and said with a smile, "It's useless for you to call, it's already too late. Kaimeron should have arrived at the airport by now."

He Lanba's face was livid, and he didn't care about the pistol that was close at hand. He turned around and dialed Kai Molong's mobile phone number. After a long minute passed, there was only a monotonous and dull busy tone on the receiver, and he dialed again unwillingly. , Fear grabbed his heart like a cold palm, he turned his head and asked sharply: "What did you ask him to do?!"

"It's nothing, just let him, as the family's top executor, personally go to the villa where President Emu is under house arrest to meet Mr. President." Aslan curled his lips, "But whether he can come back, I dare not pack it. ticket."

He Lanba rushed forward angrily, and he didn't know where the strength came from. He punched Aslan to the ground, grabbed the pistol and pressed it between his eyebrows, and said through gritted teeth: "I want you to contact your people now! Let Cameron go!"

Aslan was beaten until his mouth was bleeding. He looked at the pistol in front of him, but his expression was very relaxed: "Are you stupid? My life belongs to President Emurai, and I deserve to die. Besides, whether you shoot or not Shoot and the yacht sinks."

He Lanba was really stupid. He mobilized all his brain cells and couldn't come up with a script that could turn things around. He knelt on the shaking floor with a gun in his hand. This would be the worst and most shameful script he had ever written in his life. script.

Aslan propped himself up a little, glanced at the stormy sea outside, smiled, and turned to the sluggish Mr. Screenwriter: "Remember I said that as long as the goal is achieved, I still have a gift for you?"

He Lanba looked at Aslan who was smiling so much that his expression was gone.

"I said that I have been investigating Cameron, but in fact I have investigated more than his experience in Polaris." Asrun squinted his eyes and looked at the person in front of him, "Do you want to know why you met Cameron? ? Do you really think it's a coincidence?"

He Lanba's eyelashes trembled, and he stared at Aslan, who was smiling meaningfully, for no apparent reason.

"I used to suspect that Polaris killed the real Cameron and replaced it with the current Cameron, but later I realized that I was wrong." Aslan said, "The reason why I was so skeptical was because I asked private When the detectives investigated Kaimeron, they discovered a strange drowning corpse case six years ago, and I thought that floating corpse was the real Kaimeron."

Helan Ba's eyes widened slowly, the yacht swayed violently, as if struggling between landslides and ground cracks, all the unfixed objects in the room began to tilt and slide towards them, the picture frame fell and got stuck in front of the door, and the water glass rolled When it fell, the transparent water splashed on Ophelia who was drifting along the water, and the lights above her head flickered and went out.

"You should know about the corpse. The police file contains your testimony to confirm the identity of the deceased." Aslan's face was hidden in the darkness, and he said with pleasure, "That corpse was forged by Polaris. "

The Colt in Helan Ba's hand fell to the floor, and he felt a roar in his head. The ship had not sunk, but the towering sea had swallowed him up.

"Kemeron is Caesar." Aslan looked at him with a compassionate expression and said.

"...What did you say?" He Lanba sat slumped in the icy sea water, his voice trembling.

"He thought that concealing this would make you less important in our eyes, and would make you consciously choose to betray him to keep your life when your life was threatened. After all, you love Caesar, right? What's the matter with Guan Kaimolong? Do you understand? According to his expectations, you should not return to find the phone at this time, but escape with your companions."

Sea water splashed on the lens, and He Lanba suddenly felt that he couldn't see anything.Everything was upside down, capsizing, and the waves came from behind him and carried him away.

In the turbulent deep blue, the memory is rewinding crazily. At that time, they were in the dim compartment of the BMW X5, in front of the cool window of the kitchen at night, on the lawn full of couples in Geng Ying, and on the sofa of the apartment in the morning light , he saw Kemeron either seriously or smiling and asked him repeatedly: ——Do you really have no impression of me at all?

- He's still perfect, and I'm still jealous.

——I kept my heart beating and breathing desperately just to see you.Believe it or not, this is true.

——If I grew up in a family with no worries about food and clothing, how could I meet you?