Yang An couldn't laugh or cry: "How do I know what to do?"
Snapped!
No one talked to him, only a personal VJ accompanied him, simulating all his sights, just like a first-person perspective game.
A bolt of lightning flashed through Yang An's mind. He seemed to have seen this scene somewhere half an hour ago.
He held up a button with a timer that said countdown 120, and he said: "Please listen carefully to every word I say and watch every move I make. This is very important to you!"
The coffee was spilled on the puddle and steaming up. Pedestrians who were passing by all moved out of the way, and Yang An also circled and prepared to walk over.
Yang An cooperated: "It's like a movie scene, "The Bourne Supremacy", right? Will there be a murder case here later?"
Yang An stood still and quickly looked around, scanning with purpose.
"This is just an ordinary laptop. I'm only allowed to watch one movie. There's no way to crack the password!"
Yang An's steps were very slow. What he saw in his eyes was an extremely chaotic crowd with no movement pattern, various suitcases, various backpacks, and all kinds of faces. What he heard in his ears were dialects from all over the world. Laughter and radio sounds combined into a noisy mixture. A large amount of information was poured into his mind, and he felt a little dizzy.
He secretly sighed inwardly. The production team really didn't use his investment as money and spent a lot of money to pursue such movie-like details, but he admitted that the effect must be very good!
Yang An took the form handed over by the director, picked up the pen, read it carefully, and whispered: "The scoring criteria are 10 points for determining the identity of the victim, 15 points for determining the identity of the murderer, 15 points for determining the motive of the murder, and 20 points for finding the murder weapon. 20 points for the reasoning process and 20 points for other clues. Then what? Nothing else?"
Yang An nodded: "I understand, how long will it take to stop?"
On the monitoring channel that Yang An could not hear, the chief director gave the order. Under the command of the on-site deputy director and others, more than 300 people in the waiting hall took their places and began to perform according to the morning preview. Even Qianchen and the others also After receiving a temporary assignment, I wore a hat and walked around the terminal to increase the number of people.
Yang An looked down at the spilled paper coffee cup. There was a big red M icon printed on it. It was not the M of McDonald's, but the printed M letter. However, the angle of the V in the middle was slightly higher, and the sharp corners were located on the left and right. The middle position of the vertical bar looks like it should be a unique brand logo of a certain cafe.
Yang An gasped in surprise. He looked at the college students beside him who were carrying luggage bags and looking down at their mobile phones. There were also girls with smiles and frozen expressions, hugging their boyfriends and laughing. Everyone was really in the same mood. at every turn!
The handsome young director touched the earphones and stretched out his hand to signal: "Please go this way!"
The director is a handsome young man with a shy smile. In the crew, he plays the role of [Assistant Detective]. That is, at every crime scene, after the detective character enters the scene, he will appear with the report book. The background information on the case is introduced next to it. There are not many scenes, but he is basically the first person to appear in every episode. He is also very outstanding. Today, he is the introducer of the game rules of "Celebrity Detective".
[what the hell?]
[It turns out that the train is just a cover, the real crime scene should be at the station!]
At this moment, another instruction came from the monitoring channel: "The artist will enter the designated area in 30 seconds, and all units will prepare."
Hearing the high-speed train broadcast, Yang An's eyes lit up and he noticed the LED scroll bar above the middle door of the carriage. The subtitles above said such things as "The train arrives at the station at 13:15", "Driving speed 348 kilometers per hour", "Outside the car" Temperature 12 degrees" and other information.
Suddenly, the handsome director and director appeared in front of Yang An.
The director said: "Yes, you will witness a murder case with your own eyes. Do you know what to do?"
The three of them walked all the way across the platform, onto the overpass, and entered the waiting hall corridor on the second floor.
The director said: "60 seconds. Let's first recall the scene at this time. Does it feel familiar to you?"
The director helped open the gate of the pass and signaled Yang An to walk over. VJ followed behind, and everyone squeezed out from among the passengers in line!
"I'm sorry, sorry! Ouch~ The coffee I just bought..." the girl said angrily, bending down to apologize to Yang An repeatedly. After Yang An smiled and said it was okay, the girl left again.
A petite girl in red walked quickly. She probably didn't see Yang An and accidentally bumped into him. Her body tilted and she almost fell. Fortunately, she grabbed Yang An's arm, but she was holding The paper coffee cup fell to the ground with a bang, and the coffee spilled all over the floor.
Because he was walking in the opposite direction, Yang An felt that it felt strange. He pulled down his hat a little more, covering half of his face, quietly turned his head, and asked the camera: "Isn't it too ostentatious for us to do this?"
Yang An had no doubts until now. He really thought this was a real waiting room because all the details were so similar!
The walker kept his walking posture, dragging suitcases was still in the same fixed motion, the man on the phone kept his head lowered, waving to his fellow travelers in the distance with his hands raised, and the cleaner holding a mop to clean coffee stains kept bending down. , even the train schedule on the large LED screen is fixed and will no longer change. Only the choreographer, Yang An, and VJ can move in the audience!
The underground passage was empty except for Yang An, the choreographer, and the VJ.
[right! In "The Bourne Supremacy", journalist Simon was followed by CIA agents at Waterloo Station. He followed Bourne's instructions and knelt down to tie his shoes. When he looked up, he saw the garbage cleaner. He thought the cleaner was bending over to draw a gun. , 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 pursue him, and finally he was shot to death!]
[So it’s really like this! I said why do you have to let me watch the movie? Could it be that the murder also happened here?]
The lights are relatively dim, and the advertising light boxes on the walls on both sides have not been installed yet. The passage is a bit eerily quiet. You can't hear the sound of other passengers dragging their luggage, and you can't feel the vibration of the train on the ground above your head.
"oops!"
The sound of the train's arrival on the radio stopped suddenly, the advertising screens on dozens of LCD TVs were paused, and all the chatting passengers shut up. The waiting hall was too quiet!
[Are you reminding me to imitate Bourne and grab the bag of the deceased?]
The director handed him another red button with an indicator screen: "This is your timeout prop. I have 30 seconds left in my timeout this time. Detective Yang, the rest will depend on your performance. I wish you good luck." !”
Sure enough, the scene around him was so familiar, with European architectural style, shops selling mobile phone recharges, and passengers coming and going. The bustling level here was no less than the waiting hall of Waterloo Station. He actually had hallucinations. Could it be that he had traveled to a movie scene? Hit
Yang An was frightened at first. He did guess that the plot might happen at the station, but he never imagined that it would be such a scene!
The director smiled mysteriously: "But you are a detective, you should know how to do it. It is your responsibility to solve the case. You don't need me to teach you! Please note that after you press the time button, the game officially starts counting, and you have fifteen minutes. time to conduct detection. Please take this form, fill in the investigation report, and calculate the final score after the game is over."
The high-speed train stopped at Hongfeng Station. Yang An got off the train with the large troops. As soon as he stood on the platform, a railway staff member wearing a guard uniform but with the Enron company's logo on his chest stopped him: "Please get on this commuter train!"
Yang An felt inexplicable and was really frightened at the same time!
Yang An saw the director pressing the red button and heard a loud voice coming from the radio: "Stop!"
He hurriedly recorded every visible number on paper, and finally arranged and combined it. He tried it ten times in his notebook, but all ended in failure.
Fifteen minutes before getting off the bus, the movie was not very long. Yang An was dragging the progress bar at will. When he saw the footage of Guardian reporter Simon and Jason Bourne meeting at Waterloo Station, he suddenly had an idea. He laughed. .
Buzz!
At this time, a cleaner came over pushing a garbage truck. He was wearing a railway employee's uniform, but there was an obvious red M pattern printed on his open chest, which seemed to be exactly the same as the one on the coffee cup. The cleaner smiled at him. Laughing, he bent down to get the tools at the bottom of the garbage truck. They definitely looked like they were for disposing of coffee cups.
The handsome young director smiled and introduced: "This is a magical button. After pressing it, you can stop the time in the waiting room and then do what you want to do."
The game has definitely started, Yang An feels a little excited, his alertness and concentration have increased to 100%!
The director handed Yang An a hat: "Wear this and be careful not to be recognized by ordinary people."
Yang An looked back and forth, it was so strange, and he asked: "Has the recording of the show started?"
Yang An slapped the pen on the baffle and gave up.
What frightened him the most was that everyone stopped moving.
I don’t know whether he was ostentatious or not, but it was a smooth journey without anyone blocking him. The passengers waiting for the bus just looked here curiously, but they didn’t seem to recognize Yang An.
Yang An did not resist, and followed VJ to get on the bus. The commuter bus drove slowly against the direction of the flow of people, and stopped at the entrance of an underground passage with a maintenance cordon. The uniformed security guard helped him put away the isolation barrier and motioned for him to get out. Only then did he smile: "Why am I the only one? Are we taking the green channel?"
It took Yang An 15 minutes to figure this out. He couldn't laugh or cry. When he saw the VJ filming with him smiling from ear to ear, he immediately understood that it must have been his random hints that led him into the ditch and into a dead end. , this is called being clever but being misled by cleverness!
“Artists arrive, artists arrive.”
No one told Yang An all this, and he followed the handsome director and director unconsciously into the waiting hall.
Because all the sounds disappeared in an instant!