Superstars of Tomorrow

Looking at the speed of Fang Zhao's actions just now, and looking at the police officers on other floors in each monitoring screen, Eric thought to himself: I don't usually feel that they are so slow!

Sure enough, there is still too little training!

At this time, the police officer on the top floor reported to Eric: "The bow of the ship has been manned, but the target suddenly changed direction and went to the side of the ship!"

"What is he doing running to the side of the ship?" Eric wondered.

"I remember that there is an SVIP area on the 17th floor with balconies, and there is no surveillance on that area." Fang Zhao said on the call line.

Upon hearing this, Eric understood what Fang Zhao meant.

"The piece in front of the 17th floor is indeed a royal senior suite in the SVIP area, customized, with 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 living in that area have special identities and pay more attention to privacy, and usually they will not be allowed to go in and search at all.

The suspect wanted to avoid the surveillance of the cruise ship again, and then change his body to hide?

Fang Zhao's speculation is very reasonable, and Eric agrees.

"Can't let him go down! Who's closest over there?" Eric asked.

"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 boat 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 his tools with him.

It’s just that the members of Team T chasing after them were not well-prepared and didn’t have tools to turn the building. Although the top floor is only three floors away from the 17th deck below, if you are not careful, it will be dangerous if you really fall, whether it is falling into the sea or falling into the sky. All other floors and decks are fatal, at least according to the statistics of past accidents.

The members of Team T were a step slower, waiting for the equipment to be taken before jumping down and climbing over the building. Fang Zhao arrived almost at the same time as the members of Team T of the police force, but did not pause for a moment.

The few people in the police office who watched the development of things over there from the surveillance camera were shocked again.

"He is going to..."

"Jump into the sea!"

"Fang Zhao, don't be impulsive! He dared to jump because he has a tool in his hand, but don't think that you can ensure safety with the thing in your hand! It's not fun to fall into the sea at this time!" Eric saw Fang Zhao that posture, said anxiously.

However, just as Eric was speaking this long paragraph, Fang Zhao had already jumped down.

"Help!" Eric yelled.

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Inside a specially customized senior suite on the 17th floor.

The phone in the room kept ringing, as if it would never stop until it reached 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 incoming call at this time is an unfamiliar number.

If you don't know it, don't bother with it.

Now should be the time for the auction to start, and maybe someone has inquired about his contact information through channels and kept making harassing calls.

Normally, Roman might connect, but now is the time when his inspiration is bursting and his thinking enters an excellent state, just like a painter who is interrupted in the middle of painting, or a composer who is disturbed while creating, it is simply a feud!

bother!

Roman scratched his head irritably, the messy white hair was even worse.

He strode over and forcibly shut down the phone in the room, and set his own communicator to mute, then quickly returned to the screen and continued the train of thought just now.

Roman's eyes were bloodshot due to staring at the screen for a long time, 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 there was still something missing. After deliberation, he dug out Fang Zhao's video.

He has been studying Fang Zhao's videos, those in the military, and those reported by the entertainment media. Every research, there will be new gains.

"This look is very good, three parts literary, seven parts bloody, more similar!"

"This one is also very good, calm enough, sharp enough, stable enough!"

"The place where the flames of war meet is indeed more tempering..."

There were even more bloodshot eyes. Director Roman muttered to himself like a mentally ill man under a curse. His spirit, which should have been exhausted, became more excited. The sea breeze blowing in from the window didn't calm him down.

After watching the videos one by one and analyzing them carefully, Roman found that Fang Zhao was almost the same as the "Fang Zhao" in those historical video materials!

It's not about the looks, but the feeling in his eyes.

However, strictly speaking, it is not exactly the same.

In contrast, the evil spirit of "Fang Zhao" in the historical video data is stronger and more intimidating. The blood and fire that seems to break through the screen cannot be easily performed by actors.

The preserved video data are limited, and Roman doesn't know what the true nature of "Fang Zhao" is in real history. He can only gradually outline the image of this historical figure in his mind based on these data.

After rummaging through countless materials, especially the precious images preserved during the era of the century, I already had a vague image of "Fang Zhao" in my mind, but the videos and photos in front of me 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 playing the role, but the actor is the direct communicator of the director's thinking.

After the filming of "Genesis" starts in the future, the actors will perform in the same way that Nova Roman asked them to perform.

It may be different from real people in history, but at least this character is a version created by Nova Roman himself based on historical data!

And Fang Zhao is indeed a good template and an important reference.

"It's 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. Unfortunately, he was an outsider.

"But the eyes are still very good, the temperament is good, and it has reference value. When the time comes, buy a video copyright and forget it."

While talking to himself, Roman took a small step forward, approached the screen, looked at the photo of 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 bit worse."

Don't force the evil spirit, the martyr "Fang Zhao" is a person who has been refined in purgatory 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 lived in a peaceful age. Even the top actors might not be able to perform something, so there is no need to demand Fang Zhao with high standards.

Gains and losses.

"It's rare to find such a good template. We need to do more research, and we can let the actors watch more of these videos when we give lectures."

Roman zoomed in on Fang Zhao's photo.

"It seems that there is still 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 towards the screen, ready to use the software to directly age the portrait in the photo, add some scars and the like, to make it closer to the image constructed in his mind, when he suddenly heard movement on the balcony, turned his head Looking over, I saw a figure flipping into the balcony and rushing towards the room.

At this point in time, in this kind of place, a stranger who breaks in in this way is short of putting a sticker of "the visitor is not kind" on his body!

An alarm has sounded in Roman's brain. However, before he could react, another figure landed from above and rolled into the balcony. At the same time, a shadow of a whip flashed in like a spirit snake.

The suspect who successfully climbed into the balcony of a suite on the 17th floor was about to silence the people in the room in case he made a cry for help or called the police, but before he could do anything, his feet were caught, and the next moment he fell to the floor with a "bang" He was dragged out, and the whole person was tied into a rice dumpling.

The accident happened in the blink of an eye, and the suspect was taken aback. Looking at the rope that bound him, the cartoon patterns on it seemed to be releasing mocking light.

After struggling a few times, the suspect who was tied into a rice dumpling stopped moving again.

Nonsense, the back of his head is facing the muzzle of the gun, does he dare to move? !

Fang Zhao solved the suspect, and was about to explain to the tourists in the room to avoid misunderstandings. When he looked up and saw the people in the room, he was stunned for two seconds when he saw the situation in the room, and then said: "The police are handling the case, please Don't panic."

As he spoke, Fang Zhao took out the electronic certificate Eric had given him, proving that he was assisting the police in handling the case.

The suspect who was tied into a rice dumpling did not dare to make any big movements, but carefully twisted his neck and rolled his eyes to analyze the surrounding situation and look for opportunities to escape.

Looking at the person behind him pointing a gun at the back of his head, the suspect couldn't help cursing inwardly: Where did the police move such a great god? Turning over the building is even more slippery than Lao Tzu!

This intuition, this skill, is enough to guard the graves of the Twelve Martyrs Cemetery. If you have this time to deal with terrorists, or go to alien land to earn military merits, why be a little policeman on a cruise ship! What the hell are you doing here staring at me? !

The suspect twisted his neck carefully again, his eyes looking forward. When he saw the situation in the room, he was also stunned.

In the room, the walls are covered with screens, and each screen displays video images or photo images, with different backgrounds, such as jungles, cities, streets, and stages. There are people in military uniforms, and some attending events. Some are full body portraits, some are static close-ups...

All the same person!

He also looks exactly like the person behind him!

However, I always feel a little familiar, and the more I look at it, the more familiar I am.

Afterwards, the suspect thought of something, his eyes widened, and his neck wanted to be broken.

Looking at the room, standing in front of the screen is a wretched old man with an unshaven beard and his hands still on the photo. He seems to be the world-renowned director that has been hotly discussed recently on the Internet.

Thinking about the chaotic lives of these celebrities and rich people in private, the suspect's brain turned eight hundred corners in an instant, and he realized.

Unspoken rules!

The suspect who felt that he had discovered the truth couldn't help crying inwardly: It seems that he discovered some shady deal again! Will it be silenced?

And Nova Roman, who was standing in the room, was also stunned by this series of events. He never expected that someone would climb into the balcony of the room in the SVIP area!

Roman became even more dissatisfied when he saw the intruder who was tied into a zongzi staring at him.

Why do you look at me with this old, perverted, perverted look? !

I originally planned to set automatic update at 7 o'clock tomorrow morning, but after thinking about it, it's better to forget it, after all, it was interrupted for another day yesterday.

I don’t have much time to code recently, I try to code as much as possible, the goal-less interruptions!