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Chapter 638: Inspector Yang, Good Luck!


Hearing the high-speed rail broadcast, Yang An's eyes lit up, and he noticed the ED scroll bar above the door in the carriage, and the subtitles on 2O were written with information such as "The train arrived at the station at 13:15 minutes", "The driving degree is 348 kilometers per hour", "The temperature outside the car is 12 degrees".

He hurriedly wrote down every number he could see on a piece of paper, and finally arranged and combined them, and tried ten times in his notebook, all of which ended in failure. syllable Yang An slapped the pen on the baffle and gave up.

"It's just an ordinary laptop, I'm only allowed to watch a movie, how can I crack the password" Yang An wasted 15 minutes to figure out this truth, he couldn't cry or laugh, he saw the vj who followed the shoot laughing from ear to ear, and immediately understood, it must be his self-indiscriminate hint, he took himself into the ditch, into a dead end, this is called being smart but being clever and mistaken Fifteen minutes before getting off the bus, the movie didn't last long, Yang An dragged the progress bar at will, and when he saw the footage of Guardian reporter Simon and Jason Byrne meeting at Waterloo station, he suddenly had a flash of inspiration and smiled.

It turned out that the train was just a façade, and the real crime scene should be at the station The high-speed train stopped at Hongfeng Station, Yang An got off the train with the large army, and just stood on the platform, a railway worker wearing guard clothes, but with Enron OGO on his chest, called him: "Please get on this commuter car" Yang An did not resist, followed the VJ to sit up, the commuter car drove slowly against the direction of the flow of people, stopped at the entrance of an underground passage with a maintenance cordon, and the uniformed security guard helped him put away the fence and motioned him to go down, he smiled: "Why am I alone, are we taking the green channel" No one talks to him, only a personal VJ accompanies him, simulating all his gaze, just like a first-person perspective game.

The game definitely started, and Yang An was a little excited in his heart, and his alertness and concentration increased to 1oo The underground passage was empty, only Yang An, the choreographer, and VJ walked together.

The lights are dim, the advertising light boxes on the walls on both sides have not been installed, and the passage is a little scary, and you can't hear the sound of other passengers dragging their luggage, nor can you feel the sound of the train moving on the ground overhead.

Yang An looked back and forth, left and right, it was too strange, and he asked, "Has the show started recording?"

The choreographer handed Yang An a hat: "Put on this, be careful to be recognized by ordinary people." ” The choreographer is a handsome guy, he smiles very shyly, in the crew, he plays the role of the assistant to the detective, that is, at each crime scene, and when the detective role enters the scene, he will appear with a report book, and introduce the background information of the case next to him, there are not many scenes, but basically he is the first person to appear in each episode, and he is also very outstanding, he is the introduction of the game rules of the star detective today.

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

"Artists arrive, artists arrive."

In the monitoring channel that Yang An couldn't hear, the chief director gave an order, and under the command of the deputy director and others on the scene, more than 300 people in the waiting hall took their places and began to perform according to the morning rehearsal.

No one told Yang An about all this, and he unconsciously followed the little handsome guy who was choreographed and entered the waiting hall.

Because it was walking in the opposite direction, Yang An felt weird, he pulled down his hat a little more, covered half of his face, quietly turned his head, and asked the camera: "Isn't it too ostentatious for us to do this?"

I don't know if it's ostentatious or not, anyway, it's all the way smoothly, no one stops them, and these passengers waiting for the bus just look at this side curiously at most, but they don't seem to recognize Yang Anlai.

The choreographer helped open the fence gate of the pass checkpoint and motioned for Yang An to walk over, VJ followed behind, and everyone squeezed out of the queue of passengers Yang An didn't doubt it until now, he really thought it was the real waiting hall, because all the details were too similar At this moment, another instruction came from the monitoring channel: "The artist will enter the designated area in 3o seconds, and all units will prepare." ” The little handsome guy touched the headphones and stretched out his hand to signal: "Please go this way" Yang An's pace slowed down very slowly, all his eyes were full of people with no regular activity, extremely chaotic crowds, all kinds of suitcases, all kinds of backpacks, all kinds of faces, and all kinds of local dialects in his ears, laughter, radio sounds, combined into a noisy mixture, a large amount of information was instilled into his mind, and he felt a little dizzy.

"Oops" A petite girl in red walked quickly, she shouldn't have seen Yang An, she accidentally bumped into him, her body was crooked, and she almost fell, fortunately she grabbed Yang An's arm, but the coffee paper cup she was holding in her hand fell to the ground with a snap, and the coffee spilled on the ground.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I just bought the coffee," the girl said in annoyance, constantly bending down to apologize to Yang An, and after Yang An smiled and said that it was okay, the girl left again.

What the hell Yang An looked down at the spilled coffee paper cup, which was printed with a big red icon, not the one from McDonald's, but the printed letters, but the angle of the 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, which looked like it should be a café's original brand OGO.

The coffee spilled in a puddle, steaming hot, and the pedestrians who came and went avoided it, and Yang An also circled around and prepared to walk over.

At this time, a cleaner in front of him came pushing a garbage truck, he was wearing the uniform of a railway employee, but there was a distinct red pattern printed on his open chest, which seemed to be exactly the same as on the coffee paper cup, and the cleaner smiled at him, and bent down to get the tools at the bottom of the garbage truck, which looked like he must have come to process the coffee cups. airplanes A bolt of lightning flashed through Yang An's mind, and this scene seemed to have been seen by him somewhere half an hour ago. 3, reporter Simon was followed by CIA people at Waterloo Station, he squatted down to tie his shoes at Bourne's instructions, and when he looked up and saw the garbage cleaner, he thought that the cleaner was bending down to draw a gun, he panicked, disobeyed Bourne's instructions, and fled in a hurry, only to be exposed to surveillance, causing a large number of agents to pursue him, and finally he was shot and killed So that's really the case, I said, why do you have to let me watch the film, could it be that the murder was also born here Yang An stood still, looking around quickly, scanning purposefully.

Sure enough, the scene around is too familiar, the European architectural style, the shops selling mobile phone recharges, the tourists coming and going, the prosperity here is no less than the waiting hall of Waterloo station, he actually had a hallucination, did he travel into the movie scene Suddenly, the little handsome choreographer appeared in front of Yang An.

Holding a button with a timer that says countdown 12o, he said: "Please listen carefully to every word I say and watch every action I make, it is very important for you" Yang An saw the choreographer press the red button, only to hear a loud voice on the radio: "Stop" Yang An was really frightened while feeling inexplicable Because all the sounds disappeared in an instant The sound of the arrival of the train on the radio stopped abruptly, the advertising screens in dozens of LCD TVs paused, all the passengers chatting and talking shut up, and the waiting hall was too quiet What frightened him the most was that everyone's movements had stopped.

The person who walks maintains a walking posture, the tow suitcase is still the same freeze-frame action, the man who is on the phone maintains a posture of bowing his head, waving to the passengers who are in the distance to greet his companions keeps raising his hands, the cleaner who is holding a mop to clean up coffee stains is always bent over, and even the train travel table on the ED big screen is fixed and no longer changes, and only the choreographer, Yang An, and VJ can move in the audience Yang An was frightened at first, he did guess that there might be a plot in the station, but he didn't expect it to be such a scene The choreographer's handsome guy introduced with a smile: "This is a magic button, after pressing it, you can stop the time in the waiting hall and then do what you want to do." ” Yang An gasped in some surprise, and he looked at the college student who was carrying a duffel bag and kept looking down at his mobile phone, as well as the girl who was smiling, his expression was frozen, and he was laughing with his boyfriend in his arms, everyone was really motionless He sighed in his heart, the production team really didn't use his investment as money, and spent a lot of money to pursue this kind of movie-like detail, but he admitted that the shooting effect must be very good Yang An nodded: "I know, how long does it take to stop?"

The choreographer said: "6o seconds."

Let's first recall, do you have a familiar feeling of this scene?"

Yang An cooperated: "It's like in a movie scene, there are many spy shadows, 3 right, right, is there a homicide here later?"

The choreographer said: "That's right, you're going to witness a murder, you know what to do."

Was it a prompt for me to learn from Byrne to snatch the deceased's bag?

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

The choreographer smiled mysteriously: "But you are a detective, you should know how to do it, it is your duty to solve the case, you don't need me to teach you Please note, after you press the time button, the game officially starts timed, and you have fifteen minutes to solve it."

Please take this form, fill out the survey report, and calculate the final score after the game. ” Yang An took the form handed over by the director, picked up the pen, looked at it carefully, and read softly: "Scoring criteria, 1o points for determining the identity of the victim, 15 points for determining the identity of the murderer, 15 points for determining the motive for killing, 2o points for finding the murder weapon, 2o points for reasoning about the crime process, and 2o points for other clues."

And then there's nothing else."

The choreographer handed him another red button with an indicator screen: "This is your pause prop, I have 3o seconds left in this pause, Inspector Yang, it depends on your performance next, good luck" to be continued

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