Looking at the speed of Fang Zhao's actions just now, and then looking at the police officers on other layers in the various monitoring screens, Eric thought to himself: I don't usually feel that they are so slow!
Still too little training!
At this time, the police officer on the top floor reported to Eric: "The manning of the bow is completed, but the target suddenly changed direction and went to the side of the ship!"
"Why is he running to the side of the boat?" Eric wondered.
"I remember that there is an svip area on the 17th floor, with a balcony, and that area is not monitored." Fang Zhao said on the call line.
Upon hearing this, Eric understood what Fang Zhao meant.
"The one in front of the 17th floor is indeed the Royal Senior Suite in the svip area. It is custom-made and has a private balcony. That guy wants to jump down to the 17th floor through the top floor?"
The entire svip area on the 17th floor is not monitored, and there are no police officers. The most important thing is that the people who live in that area all have special identities and pay more attention to privacy, and usually they will not be allowed to search at all.
The suspect is trying to avoid the cruise ship surveillance again, and then change to hide
Fang Zhao's speculation is very reasonable, and Eric agrees.
"Can't let him go down! Who's the closest to there?" Eric asked.
"The people from Team T... and Fang Zhao." A team member replied.
At this time, the suspect who had already run to the side of the ship did jump down, very decisively, without any hesitation. At such a height, in such a place, not everyone has the guts to do it. Clearly, he was prepared and had tools with him.
It's just that the people from the t-team who chased the past were not so well-prepared, and they didn't have tools for turning the building. Although the top floor was only three floors away from the 17th deck below, if you were a little careless, it would be dangerous to fall, whether it was in the sea or in the sea. All other decks have the potential to be fatal, at least according to past accident statistics.
The people from the t team took a step slower, waiting for the people to get the equipment and then jumped down the building, but Fang Zhao and the police team t arrived almost at the same time, but did not stop for a moment.
The few people in the police department who watched the development of the situation over there from the surveillance were shocked again.
"He's going to..."
"Dive into the sea!"
"Fang Zhao, don't be impulsive! He dares to jump because he has tools in his hand, but don't think that you can ensure safety with the little things in your hand! It's not fun to fall into the sea at this time!" Eric saw Fang Summoning that posture, hurriedly said.
However, just as Eric said this big paragraph, Fang Zhao had already jumped down.
"Save people!" Eric yelled.
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In a specially customized senior suite on the 17th floor.
The phone that comes with the room keeps ringing, as if it will never end if it fails to achieve its purpose.
Roman frowned, unwilling to interrupt his train of thought to answer.
Then his personal communicator rang. If it is a close family member and a familiar friend, the prompt tone must be different, so the call is an unfamiliar number at this time.
If you don't know it, don't ignore it.
Now should be the start of the auction. Maybe someone will find out their contact information through the channel and keep making harassing calls.
In normal times, Roman might be connected, but now is the time when his inspiration is bursting and his thinking is in an excellent state. Just like the painter is interrupted in the middle of painting and the composer is disturbed when he is creating, it is simply a vengeance!
bother!
Roman scratched his head irritably, and his already messy white hair got worse.
He strode over to forcibly shut down the built-in phone in the room, and set his communicator to mute, and then quickly returned to the screen to continue the idea just now.
Because of staring at the screen for a long time, Roman's eyes were bloodshot, but his expression was still extremely focused, studying every subtle expression of the characters on the screen.
He had watched the audition videos of several actors, and compared some historical video materials. He always felt that something was still missing. After thinking about it, he turned out Fang Zhao's video.
He has been studying Fang Zhao's videos, those in military service, and those reported by the usual entertainment media. With every research, there will be new gains.
"This look is very good, three points literary and seven points bloody, more like!"
"This is also very good, calm enough, sharp enough, steady enough!"
"The place where the war is fought is indeed more tempered..."
There were more bloodshot eyes in his eyes, and Director Roman seemed to be insanely cursed, muttering to himself, his spirit that should have been tired, but became more and more excited, and the sea breeze blowing in outside the window did not calm him down.
After watching each video and analyzing it carefully, Roman found that Fang Zhao was almost the same as the "Fang Zhao" in those historical video materials!
It's not about his appearance, but the feeling his eyes give him.
But, to be honest, it's not exactly the same.
In contrast, the "Fang Zhao" in the historical video materials has a stronger and more intimidating aura. The blood and fire that seems to break through the screen is not something that actors can easily perform.
The preserved video data is limited. Roman does not know what the true nature of "Fang Zhao" is in real history. He can only use these data to gradually outline the image of this historical figure in his mind.
After rummaging through countless materials, especially the precious images preserved during the era of extinction, I already had a vague image of "Fang Zhao" in my heart, but these videos and photos in front of him once again made the character setting in Roman's mind clearer.
When the audience mentions a certain role, they will directly think of the actor who plays the role, but the actor is the direct communicator of the director's thinking.
When the filming of "Genesis" starts in the future, the actors will perform as Nova Roman told them to act.
It may be different from the real person in history, but at least this character is a version created by him Nova Roman himself based on historical data!
And Fang Zhao is indeed a good template, an important reference.
"What a pity!" Roman sighed regretfully.
If Fang Zhao was an actor with many years of acting experience, Roman would have directly contacted him for an audition, but unfortunately, he was an outsider.
"However, the eyes are still very good, the temperament is good, and there is a reference value. When the time comes, buy a video copyright."
While talking to himself, Roman took a small step forward, approached the screen, looked at the photo of Zhao Zhao at the top of the left screen, and looked at the screenshot of "Fang Zhao" in the historical video on the right screen.
"The momentum is still a little off."
There is no need to force the suffocation. The martyr "Fang Zhao" is a person who has been purified from the purgatory of war for decades or hundreds of years, and the Fang Zhao on the screen in front of him is, after all, a person who grew up in the new century and lives in an era of peace. Even the top actors may not be able to perform things, and there is no need to ask Fang Zhao to high standards.
gain some lose some.
"It's rare to find such a good template. We need to do more research. When the time comes, we can let the actors watch more of these videos."
Roman enlarged the photo of Fang Zhao.
"There seems to be something missing..."
"Yes, too young!"
"It's time to add some wrinkles, add scars, and fine-tune the face to increase the momentum!"
Roman raised his hand and stretched out to the screen, ready to use the software to directly age the portrait in the photo, add some scars, etc., to make it closer to the image constructed in his mind, when suddenly he heard movement on the balcony, turning his head to the side. Looking over, I saw a figure flipping into the balcony and rushing towards the room.
At this point in time, in such a place, a stranger who broke in in such a way would have to put a "bad visitor" on his body!
An alarm had already sounded in Roman's mind. However, before he could react, another figure descended from above and flipped into the balcony. At the same time, a whip flashed in like a snake.
The suspect who successfully climbed into the balcony of a suite on the 17th floor was about to quiet the people in the room to prevent him from calling for help or calling the police, but before he started, his feet were trapped, and the next moment he slammed onto the floor He was dragged out, and the whole person was tied into a zongzi.
In the blink of an eye, the suspect was blinded, and then he looked at the rope tied to him. The cartoon pattern on it seemed to be releasing a light of mockery.
After struggling a few times, the suspect who was tied into a zongzi stopped moving again.
Nonsense, the back of the head is facing the muzzle, does he dare to move? !
Fang Zhao solved the suspect and was about to explain it to the tourists in the house to prevent misunderstandings. When he looked up to see the people in the house, when he saw the situation in the house, he was stunned for two seconds, and then said: "The police are handling the case, please Don't panic."
Saying that, Fang Zhao took out the electronic certificate Eric gave him, proving that he was assisting the police in handling the case.
The suspect who was tied into a dumpling did not dare to make a big move, but carefully twisted his neck, rolled his eyes, analyzed the surrounding situation, and looked for opportunities to escape.
Looking at the person behind him who pointed a gun at the back of his head, the suspect couldn't help but curse inwardly: Where did the police force bring such a great god? Turning over a building is more slippery than Lao Tzu's turning over!
With this intuition and skill, it is enough to go to the cemetery of the Twelve Martyrs to guard the tombs. If you have time to deal with terrorists, or go to aliens to open up wasteland to earn military merit, why should you be a small policeman on a cruise ship! What the fuck are you doing here staring at me? !
The suspect twisted his neck carefully again and looked forward with his eyes. When he saw the situation in the room, he was also stunned.
In the room, the walls are covered with screens, and on each screen are video images or photo images, with different backgrounds, jungles, cities, streets, and stages. There are people in military uniforms and people attending events. Some are full body portraits, some are static close-ups...
All the same person!
He looks exactly like the man behind him!
However, it always feels a little familiar, and the more I look at it, the more familiar it is.
Afterwards, the suspect remembered something, widened his eyes, and wanted to twist his neck.
Looking at the room, standing in front of the screen is a wretched old man with a shaggy beard and a slovenly look with his hands on the photo.
Thinking about the chaotic private lives of these famous and rich people, the suspect's brain turned eight hundred turns in an instant and realized it.
Unspoken rules!
The suspect who felt that he had discovered the truth couldn't help but cry out unlucky in his heart: It seems that he has found some unsightly deal again! Will it be silenced
And Nova Roman, who was standing in the room, was also stunned by this series of changes. He never thought that someone would turn into the balcony of the room in the svip area!
Roman was even more dissatisfied when he saw the intruder who was tied into a zongzi and froze there looking at him.
Why are you looking at me with this old, changing, and changing look? !