The King of Variety Entertainment

Hearing the high-speed rail broadcast, Yang An's eyes lit up, and he noticed the LED scroll bar above the door in the carriage. The subtitles on it read such as The train arrived at the station at 13:1, Travel speed 348 km/h, Outside temperature 1 degree and other information.

He hurriedly recorded every visible number on paper, and finally arranged and combined them. He tried ten times in his notebook, all of which ended in failure.

Snapped!

Yang An tapped the pen on the bezel and gave up.

This is just an ordinary laptop, and I'm only allowed to watch a movie. There's no password to crack!

It took Yang An a minute to figure this out, he couldn't laugh or cry, he saw the vj who was filming him grinning from ear to ear, he immediately understood, it must be his own random suggestion, he led himself into a ditch, into a dead end , This is called cleverness being mistaken by cleverness!

One minute before getting off the train, the movie couldn't last long. Yang An dragged the progress bar at will. When he saw the scene of Guardian reporter Simon and Jason Bourne meeting at Waterloo Station, he suddenly had a flash of inspiration. He laughed. up.

It turns out that the train is just a cover, and the real crime scene should be at the station!

The high-speed train stopped at Hongfeng Station, and Yang An got off the train with the group. Just as he stood on the platform, a railway worker in a security uniform with the Enron logo on his chest called him: Please get on this commuter train!

{ql. Yang An did not resist, and followed VJ to sit on it. The commuter car drove slowly against the flow of people, and stopped at the entrance of an underground passage with a maintenance cordon. After walking down, he just smiled: Why am I alone? Could it be that we are taking the green passage?

No one talked to him, only a close-fitting VJ accompanied him, simulating and shooting all his sights, just like a first-person perspective game.

The game must have started, Yang An felt a little excited, his alertness and attention increased to 1!

The underground passage was empty, only Yang An, the director, and VJ walked together.

The lighting was rather dim, and the advertising light boxes on the walls on both sides hadn’t been installed yet. The passage was a bit eerily quiet. You couldn’t hear the sound of other passengers dragging their luggage, and you couldn’t feel the vibration of the train on the ground above your head.

Yang An looked back and forth, it was so strange, he asked: Has the program started recording yet?

The director handed Yang An a hat: Wear this, and be careful not to be recognized by ordinary people.

The director is a handsome guy with a shy smile. In the crew, he plays the role of the detective's assistant, that is, at each crime scene, after the detective role enters the scene, he will appear with a report and introduce There are not many scenes in the background information of the case, but basically he is the first person to appear in each episode, and he is also very brilliant. Today, he is the introducer of the game rules of Star Detective.

The three of them walked all the way across the platform, onto the overpass, and entered the corridor of the waiting room on the second floor.

The entertainer arrives, the entertainer arrives.

On the monitoring channel that Yang An couldn't hear, the chief director issued an order. Under the command of the on-site assistant director and others, more than 300 people in the waiting hall took their seats and began to perform according to the preview in the morning. Received a temporary task, walked around in the terminal wearing a hat, filling up the number of people.

No one told Yang An about all this, he followed the editor-director handsome guy unconsciously into the waiting hall.

Because he was walking backwards, Yang An felt it was weird. He pulled down his hat a little bit to cover half of his face, turned his head quietly, and asked the camera, Aren't we being too ostentatious by doing this?

I don’t know if it’s ostentatious or not, anyway, it’s going smoothly all the way, and there is no one to stop them. At most, these passengers waiting for the bus are just looking at this side curiously, but they don’t seem to recognize Yang Anlai.

The choreographer helped to open the gate of the pass, and motioned for Yang An to go over. The VJ followed behind, and everyone squeezed out from the queue of passengers!

Yang An has not doubted until now, he really thought this was the real waiting hall,

Because all the details are too similar!

At this moment, another instruction came from the monitoring channel: The entertainer will enter the designated area in 3 seconds, and all units will prepare.

The editor-director's handsome guy touched the earphones, and stretched out his hand to signal: Please go this way!

Yang An's footsteps were very slow. His eyes were full of erratic and chaotic crowds, all kinds of suitcases, backpacks, and faces of all kinds. What he heard in his ears were local dialects, talking and laughing, The broadcast sound, the group's noisy mixed sound, and a lot of information poured into his mind made him feel a little dizzy.

oops!

A petite girl in red clothes walked quickly, she probably didn't see Yang An, she accidentally bumped into him, her body tilted, and she almost fell, but luckily she grabbed Yang An's arm, but she was holding Yang An's arm. The coffee paper cup fell to the ground with a slap, and the coffee splashed all over the floor.

I'm sorry, I'm sorry! Aww~ the coffee I bought just now... The girl said angrily, and kept bowing down to Yang An to apologize. After Yang An smiled and said it was all right, the girl left again.

what the hell?

Yang An looked down at the spilled paper coffee cups. There was a big red logo printed on it. It was not the one from McDonald's but the letters in print. However, the angle of the letter V in the middle was slightly higher, and the sharp corners were located in the middle of the two vertical bars on the left and right. The location looks like it should be an original brand loo of a certain cafe.

The coffee spilled on the pool, steaming, pedestrians who came and went gave way one after another, and Yang An circled around to prepare to walk over.

At this time, a cleaner in front of him came over pushing a garbage truck. He was wearing the uniform of a railway employee, but there was an obvious red pattern printed on his open chest, which seemed to be exactly the same as the one on the paper coffee cup. The cleaner smiled at him , bent over to reach the bottommost tool of the garbage truck, which must have looked like it was meant to dispose of coffee mugs.

hum!

A flash of lightning flashed through Yang An's mind. He seemed to have seen this scene somewhere half an hour ago.

right! In The Bourne Shadow 3, the reporter Simon was followed by CA people at Waterloo Station. He listened to Byrne's instructions and squatted down to tie his shoelaces. When he looked up and saw the garbage cleaner, he thought the cleaner was bending over to take out the garbage. He panicked, disobeyed Bourne's instructions, and ran away in a hurry. As a result, he was exposed to surveillance, causing a large number of agents to chase him, and finally he was killed!

It turned out to be so! I said, why do you have to let me watch the film? Could it be that the murder also happened here?

Yang An stood still, and quickly looked around, scanning with purpose.

Sure enough, the scene around him was too familiar. European-style architectural style, shops with mobile phone top-ups, and tourists coming and going. The bustling level here is no less than the waiting hall of Waterloo Station. He actually had hallucinations. Did he travel to the movie scene? Yet?

Suddenly, the editor-director handsome guy appeared in front of Yang An.

Holding up a button with a timer on it that says Countdown 1, he said, Please listen to every word I say and watch every movement I make, it's very important to you!

Yang An saw the director press the red button, only to hear a loud voice from the radio: Stop!

Yang An was really frightened while feeling inexplicable!

Because all the voices disappeared in an instant!

The sound of the train arriving at the station on the radio stopped abruptly, the advertising screens on dozens of LCD TVs paused, all the chatting passengers shut up, and the waiting hall fell silent!

What frightened him the most was that everyone stopped moving.

People walking keep their walking posture, dragging suitcases is still in the fixed motion, the man on the phone keeps his head down, waving to his companions in the distance, the passengers keep raising their hands, and the cleaner holding a mop to clean up the coffee stains keeps bending over , even the train schedule on the large LED screen was fixed and would not change anymore. Only the director, Yang An, and VJ could move in the audience!

Yang An was terrified at first, he really guessed that there might be a plot happening in the station, but he couldn't think of such a scene even though he tried his best!

The editor-director handsome guy smiled and introduced: This is a magical button. After you press it, you can stop the time in the waiting room and then do what you want.

Yang An gasped in surprise, and then looked at the college student who was carrying a luggage bag and kept looking down at his mobile phone, as well as the smiling girl with a frozen expression, who was laughing with her boyfriend in her arms. at every turn!

He sighed secretly in his heart, the team really didn't use his investment as money, and spent a lot of money to pursue this kind of movie-like details, but he admitted that the effect of the shooting must be particularly good!

Yang An nodded: I see, how long will it last?

The director said: 6 seconds. Let's recall first. Do you feel familiar with the scene at this time?

Yang An cooperated and said: It's like in a movie scene, The Bourne Shadow 3, right? Will there be a murder case here later?

The editor said: That's right, you will witness a murder case with your own eyes, do you know what to do?

Is it reminding me to follow Bourne's example and snatch the dead man's bag?

Yang An couldn't laugh or cry: How do I know what to do?

The director smiled mysteriously: But you are a detective, you should know how to do it. It is your duty to solve the case, and I don't need to teach you! Please note that after you press the time button, the game will officially start counting, and you have fifteen minutes It’s time to solve it. Please take this form, fill out the investigation report, and calculate the final score after the game is over.”

Yang An took the form handed over by the director, picked up a pen, looked carefully, and read softly: Scoring criteria, 1 point for confirming the identity of the victim, 1 point for confirming the identity of the murderer, 1 point for confirming the motive of the murder, 1 point for finding the murder weapon, and reasoning. Points for the crime process, and other clues. And then? Nothing else?

The director handed him another red button with an indicator screen: This is your timeout tool. I have 3 seconds left for this timeout, Inspector Yang. Next, it depends on your performance. Good luck! !” To be continued. ...For those who read books, you can search for Blue Book Bar, and you can find this site in the first time.