The afternoon hours passed quickly.
Jian Jing briefly met with a few guests and chatted with them for a while, but she didn't find anything unusual. As she said, it's meaningless to speculate who looks like the murderer before the case happens.
At 7pm, we started shooting the pilot film.
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The cruise ship sailed into the vast Pacific Ocean, and bright lights came on, lighting up the night sea.
The birthday party of Fuhao Dan has begun.
He was already over seventy years old, with completely white hair, wrinkled and drooping skin on his face, and dark aging spots all over his body, making him look like a mangy dog.
But the wife holding his arm was only thirty years old, young, beautiful, and dignified, as if she were from another world. When they stood together, they always gave him a sense of absurd dislocation.
"Uncle." The one who spoke before everyone else was Fu Hao Dan's nephew. He was the only son of Fu Hao Dan's deceased sister, and he went to work in his uncle's company right after graduation: "I have already done what you asked me to do."
The young and handsome boy said respectfully: "Everything is just as you thought."
Fuhao Dan showed a satisfied smile and said to the man in his forties beside him: "Compared to Xiaobai, my children really give me a lot of worry."
Wu's brother-in-law pretended to be dissatisfied: "He is so sensible in front of you, and he makes me worry a lot in normal times."
Fuhao Dan laughed loudly, but accidentally affected his lungs and started coughing violently: "Cough cough cough, children, aren't children the same? They are still young."
His eyes swept across his nephew Xiaobai, across his first son, and across many people, his eyes flashing.
"It's great to be young." Fuhao Dan murmured or sighed.
Wu's brother-in-law didn't respond.
On the other side, Kumiko's younger sister, Miss Lan, whispered to her sister: "If you are not familiar with him, you would think your nephew is your biological son."
Mrs. Kumiko said, "After all, he is my sister's child. Blood ties are an unbreakable bond."
"What are you talking about? What about the one over there?" Miss Lan raised her chin and pointed at the attentive Russian man. "My sister has passed away, but you still treat her like a relative. How shameless."
Kumiko glanced at him.
After my brother-in-law and his son, the next to show their courtesy were my brother-in-law and his son. My ex-wife's younger brother Andre greeted me and then talked about how difficult his life was.
"Brother-in-law, your life is so enviable." Andre said rudely, "With just one word from you, everyone is willing to come back to attend your birthday party. As for me, even my own son looks down on me."
"Father, stop talking." The nephew She seemed to feel ashamed and interrupted him rudely, "Uncle, please don't pay attention to what he said. I am angry with him because he gambled again."
Andre was very dissatisfied with his son's sabotage: "What's wrong with a gamble? I won a lot before. Where do you think you got the tuition from?"
"My uncle paid for me." Nephew She was not willing to be outdone.
"Alright, alright." Seeing the father and son quarreling in front of everyone, Connor, the eldest son of the wealthy Dan, said, "Today is Dad's birthday, don't say anything to spoil the fun."
Fuhao Dan smiled and said lightly: "Father and son don't have overnight hatred, you two can have a good chat."
Nephew Wataru said stiffly: "We have nothing to talk about."
The atmosphere became tense for a moment.
"Dad." At that moment, the second daughter Xue'er passed away. She took her husband Xiuzhi's arm and said with a smile, "Happy birthday to you."
Fuhao Dan's expression softened and he said softly, "You are pregnant, so don't drink today. Xiuzhi, you have to watch her."
Son-in-law Xiuzhi nodded and smiled: "Don't worry, Dad."
The second daughter Xue Er asked, "By the way, why didn't I see Min Zhe?"
"Don't mention him." Fuhao Dan sneered, "Let him be."
The second daughter was surprised and looked at her eldest brother.
The eldest brother, Connor, shook his head.
"Dan, we're late." The next person to come out was Dan's good friend Ishikawa. He was in his sixties, still very elegant, with a charming woman on his arm. She smiled and said charmingly, "Come on, Dan won't blame us."
Fuhao Dan quickly adjusted his expression and smiled: "Ishikawa, Linna, I'm very happy that you two are here."
"We've been friends for thirty years, how can we not get along?" Ishikawa greeted another young man, "Raj, you look so much like your father."
"Thank you for your compliment." Doctor Raj smiled. He is a good friend of both the wealthy Dan and Ishikawa, and the son of Dr. Sharma. He has inherited his father's career and is now also a doctor.
Linnay also said, "You look exactly like Sharma when he was young. Time flies."
"Yeah." Fuhao Dan sighed, "In the blink of an eye, we are all old."
As they exchanged pleasantries, the second daughter Xue'er did not forget the question she had just asked and asked her eldest sister-in-law Liya: "Did Minzhe make Dad angry?"
The eldest daughter-in-law, Liya, was slender and had shining golden hair. She said, "Yes, he brought back his fiancée. But my father didn't agree to their marriage."
The second daughter Xue Er held her belly and was very surprised: "Fiancée?"
"That's such a bad girl." Leah raised her chin and nodded to the couple who came in later.
The third son, Minzhe, wore an expensive tuxedo, but it couldn't hide his casual temperament. His fiancée was even more exaggerated than him, wearing a golden backless dress, an exaggerated diamond ring, feathers and flowers in her hair, thick red lips and sparkling eye shadow, which was extremely exaggerated.
"Oh, you're absolutely right." Xue'er took a breath.
"Hi, how are you guys." As soon as I mentioned the third son's fiancée, Miss Jane, came to greet them in a gorgeous manner. Her eyes flickered as she glanced at the jewels on them.
"I am Jane," she said affectatiously. "I think you must have heard of my name. From now on, we will be a family."
The eldest daughter-in-law, Leah, lowered her eyes coldly.
The second daughter, Xue'er, frowned in disgust.
However, the men present seemed to cast appraising glances at her.
A frivolous girl, but also a beautiful young girl, her skin is as smooth as silk, her eyes are as bright as gems, her body is as fresh and lively as a lamb.
After all the guests entered, the dinner began.
The guests sat at the long western dining table, the crystal lamp was hanging, and the servants served delicious dishes. Fu Haodan sat in the main seat, observing everyone calmly.
His wife Kumiko is gentle and kind, and she often discusses the taboos of pregnancy with her second daughter Xueer.
The eldest son Connor and his son-in-law Suzy were talking about stocks in a low voice, and then his nephew Xiaobai joined the discussion. The brother-in-law Andre complained to the youngest nephew Minzhe that he had no money and wanted to do some business with him.
The eldest daughter-in-law Leah and the younger sister-in-law Laner discuss fashion.
My nephew was concentrating on eating and ignored others.
Good friends Ishikawa and Linna chatted with the wealthy Dan and reminisced about their youth.
The gorgeously dressed Miss Jane is flirting with Doctor Raj, testing something in a straightforward manner.
"I heard Dan is sick," she said. "Will he make a will?"
Raj said, "I don't know, miss."
"Oh, he must have told you something." She winked. "Tell me, did the old man threaten Min-chul?"
Raj remained unmoved: "I know everything."
Jane was very angry because she failed every time she tried.
At eight o'clock, the dinner ended.
Dan was tired, so he left early and went back to his room to rest, but the others had no intention of leaving.
Someone suggested playing mahjong.
But many people don’t know how to do that, so they just play a mahjong table or a poker table.
The rest of the time was spent on the deck enjoying the breeze, strolling around, or chatting and drinking with friends.
At ten o'clock, the game ended.
Wall clock writing.
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The shooting is over.
The next step is editing and post-production. Tomorrow, which is the afternoon of the third day, the pilot film will be broadcast to introduce the beginning of the story to the audience.
Everyone was extremely tired, and after finishing the work, they quickly returned to the guest room downstairs to take a shower and go to bed.
Jian Jing slept until about ten o'clock the next morning, and then ate lunch with a sleepy face.
"Jingjing, you look so tired." Jiang Baiyan came closer and said in an exaggerated tone, "Your dark circles are so obvious."
Jian Jing immediately became alert: "Really?"
He nodded.
"Ah." She rubbed her face and complained, "Filming a movie is much more tiring than recording a reality show."
She has good acting skills and can basically get it right in one take, but her co-stars are not professional actors and almost all of them are awkward. Her face was numb after taking the scene.
Jiang Baiyan smiled and said: "This is my daily life. I'm used to it."
Jian Jing raised her eyebrows and raised her hand to pull her face.
He lay down and let himself be pinched.
A kitten that doesn't resist feels no sense of accomplishment when being pinched.
She let go angrily: "You are not fun anymore."
"That's because you haven't unlocked the new gameplay yet." He made a face.
Jian Jing: “…”
After lunch, the staff asked them to hand in their mobile phones. For the next few days, they were not allowed to contact the outside world to further eliminate the possibility of cheating.
This means that from now on, they need to start the game on floors 7-10.
Today's content is based on yesterday's script and will recreate yesterday's plot. The production team will also provide real food (the utensils used for yesterday's filming) for everyone. Please all guests strictly follow the script's time points.
Some of the information has been mentioned in the previous article and will not be repeated here.
At exactly 10 p.m., the time on the screen coincided with the real time.
The game officially begins.
At 22:20, the landline in Jian Jing's room rang.
"Hello." She picked up the phone.
Dan's voice: "I need to talk to you."
Jian Jing: "I have nothing to talk to you about."
But Dan ignored her completely and said his line indifferently: "At 12:30, go to my study and don't tell anyone else, or I will throw you into the sea to feed the fish. I mean what I say."
Jian Jing: “…”
All right. She agreed: "I know."
After a while, the phone was hung up.
She found it interesting and studied the phone in her hand for a while. It was not a landline, but a cordless phone with a small screen showing the current date:
The time is: 22:22.
The phone's buttons include hands-free, automatic answering, and play, but there is no caller ID.
That was definitely Dan's voice just now, but it seems there's no way to prove it... Never mind, it should be a setting, otherwise, if there's an alibi, what's the point of playing the game
Jian Jing put down the phone, chatted with others, and turned on the recorder, and there was actually a tape in it.
I pressed play, and Teresa Teng’s voice floated out: “Sweet honey~~Your smile is so sweet~~”
Suddenly it feels like the 80s.
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12:32.
Jian Jing stood in front of Dan's body with mixed feelings.
To be honest, she had expected this scene, but she thought that with her forensic knowledge, she would be able to grasp the clues in the first place and gain an advantage.
However, the program crew did not give her a chance.
The corpse is a fake.
Time of death? Sorry, I can't tell with your settings.
Cause of death? Sorry, you can only guess.
Then... just take a look at the scene.
At 12:40, Jian Jing left the study and went back to her room to sleep.
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At 8:30 the next day, she got up, changed into clothes that matched the design, and put on makeup with the sponsored cosmetics. Just as she was wondering when the program crew would notify her to start, she heard a commotion outside.
"Something happened!" The NPC butler hurried over and announced loudly, "Something happened."
Jian Jing combed her hair and opened the door.
The camera almost hit her in the face.
"What happened?" she recited the lines.
The housekeeper said anxiously: "The master is dead!"
Jian Jing pretended to be shocked (it must be said that her acting skills have improved by leaps and bounds compared to her first variety show) and repeated: "Dead?"
"What's going on?" Park Min-chul (the third son) in the next room also pretended to be surprised, "Did something happen to Dad?"
Others also appeared one after another, some dressed up, some in pajamas, all very into the play: "Who did you say died? Oh my God, it's unbearable!"
Butler: "Come and have a look!"
The camera is focused on everyone's faces.
The live broadcast has begun.