Actors have no vacation
Chapter 160 The Police Story
Chapter 160 The Police Story ([-])
In 2 minutes, you have to choose a life among the real family members, the "family members" who get along with each other day and night, and live and die together.
If nothing is selected after 2 minutes, both sides die.
The audience all lamented that the masked gangsters who used such vicious tricks were really ruthless.
In the first few seconds of the countdown, none of the policemen in the maze could calm down.They cursed, walked around impatiently, and shouted at places where there might be surveillance around them, threatening the gangsters to stop as soon as possible.
But as the bright red numbers on the screen passed by second by second, they began to panic and be at a loss, looking back and forth at the people at both ends of the screen, anxious and crying.
At this moment, they are not the police, but ordinary people who are powerless in the face of death.
Zhang Jiaju is no exception. His eyes are constantly moving between his parents on the left side of the screen and his colleagues on the right side of the screen. His face is full of pain and struggle. He wants to punch the screen, but he is afraid that touching the screen will be regarded as a choice. .Sweat quickly wet the broken hair on his forehead.
Fortunately, he is still an experienced old policeman, and he didn't lose all his composure when he was cornered.
Zhang Jiaju took a deep breath, closed his eyes and discarded all chaotic thoughts, then walked to the front of the screen and found a small hole on the top of the screen.He knew that the gangsters should watch them through this small hole where the camera was hidden.Zhang Jiaju said anxiously to Xiao Kong: "This is not a game. This game has flaws. If it is a game, it should at least give players a chance to win, otherwise you are just entertaining yourself..."
Hearing this, the policemen in the labyrinth seemed to have a backbone, and all of them regained their composure. They followed suit and challenged the gangsters at the small hole, saying that this is a fart game, so they might as well wait until the end and let The gangsters play by themselves.
Amid the noise, Zhang Jiaju stared straight at the camera, just like he was staring straight at a surveillance camera.
Looking at Zhang Jiaju's sweaty face, every audience could feel the determination and tenacity in those eyes.Zhang Jiaju is not ashamed of his status as a leader. In such a situation, he still tries to negotiate with the gangsters, whether it is delaying time or hoping for the arrogance of the gangsters, he is just fighting for a chance of survival for his colleagues and family members.
As if being stared at, the camera gradually recedes.Zooming out, zooming out further, noise gradually appeared in the picture, and the color tone gradually became gray, just like looking at people from a monitor screen.
On the screen, several gangsters wearing masks were gathering in front of the monitoring monitor.
They are admiring the various behaviors of the two groups of policemen in trouble on the screen in order to survive.
"Boss, this Zhang Jiaju is talking about the balance of the game." The blue mask who was sitting in front of the screen operating electronic equipment turned his head and reported to the red mask.
"It's just the clamor of trash. If they have prepared enough information, they will know that we never kill ordinary people." The red mask looked at Zhang Jiaju on the screen with disappointment.Obviously, the chances of winning are already there, but in their desperation, none of these elites thought of it.
While playing with the butterfly knife, the red mask turned to stare at a certain screen.
That screen is connected to the monitoring outside the factory building.The police outside were not able to receive any reply from colleagues in the factory, so they immediately prepared to send support in.The result was blocked on the first floor.The stairs were blocked and the elevators were shut down.The policemen wanted to climb through the broken window from outside the wall, but they triggered the traps that the masks had set up in advance.
"Boss! I threw a piece of the screen out, and the policemen outside saw the game we were playing, so they really didn't dare to come in, haha." A tall gangster wearing a green mask walked swaggeringly come over.
"Don't relax. The police seem to compromise with the criminals, but in fact they will never give up. They may be thinking of other ways to break through behind the scenes." The red mask said so, but there was no panic in his tone.He looked at his watch calmly and said, "We can play this game for about half an hour."
The rest of the mask guys, don't have any doubts about it.
The green mask walked to the monitoring screen, watched Zhang Jiaju lead a group of people to negotiate to the end, and couldn't help asking: "What if these policemen don't make a choice until the end? Are they really going to kill both sides?"
"No matter how they choose in the end, or not, the ending has already been set." The red mask said the ending with a smile: "In their screen, they will choose [the real family members] to survive. They just A part of the game. Our game is to play with the police across the country."
"Remember to record it, cut it carefully, and let the police all over the country see the scene that will happen later." The calm voice of the red mask was full of blood.
The masked bandits laughed cruelly.
The audience originally thought that the red mask was vicious enough, but they still underestimated him unexpectedly.
The result was artificially selected, and all the police were forcibly turned into people who lived their relatives and killed their companions. Afterwards, they planned to spread the results of the self-directed and self-acted.Red Mask is intended to shake the foundations of the police community.If the police cannot fully trust the comrades around them, then the cohesion of the organization will be lost.
As the countdown approached zero bit by bit, and the gangsters remained silent, the policemen in the maze gradually began to feel unbearable.
I was worried that if I waited like this any longer, my relatives and companions would all die in the end.
They had to face the screen again and struggle again.
The scene suddenly became chaotic again.
【10】...
Only the last ten seconds left.
Suddenly, there was a "ding" sound.
Correspondingly, the screen in front of one of the policemen changed.
Everyone looked over.I saw the half of the screen on the left where there were relatives, the color suddenly brightened, the barrel of the gun that was ready to fire was put away, and an assassination disappeared invisible; while the color on the right screen suddenly darkened gray Going down is full of dead silence.
It's as if someone has made a choice - live on the left, die on the right.
Everyone stared blankly at the policeman in front of the screen.
The policeman frantically defended himself: "I, I didn't choose!..." However, what was visible to the naked eye was that his originally anxious expression seemed to have been poured with a basin of cool ice water.The volume gradually decreased, "It should be, it should be accidentally touched..."
For a moment, everyone looked at him with different expressions.
suddenly,
"Ding", "Ding".
While everyone was paying attention to this person, two more sounds sounded in the maze.
Everyone found the location of the two sounds, and found that the two screens also made a choice-live on the left and die on the right.
【5】...
Only the last five seconds are left.
"Ding", "Ding", "Ding" sounds of making choices sounded one after another.
Everyone has to make the final choice.
Some policemen looked at their colleagues around them and found that, without exception, they all chose to let their loved ones live.As if this choice was the right answer.
【3】...
Those who hesitated, those who were lucky, were all driven by a kind of collective inertia at the moment, so they couldn't help but lightly touched the screen on the left.When the screen on the right turned gray accordingly, they murmured "I'm sorry..." belatedly, and sat on the ground weakly.
【2】...
The screen changes piece by piece.
【1】...
The police were as vulnerable as they could be, not daring to see the final result.
【0】...
However, some people did not make a choice until the end.
Zhang Jiaju's hand was still ten centimeters away from the screen.
With trembling hands, he hesitated to the end.
Numbers go to zero.Just when he closed his eyes, thinking that his indecision was about to kill the people on both sides, the next moment, he looked up and found an unexpected result on the screen in front of him.
Light on the left, dark on the right.Live left and die right.
But this is obviously not his choice... Zhang Jiaju's eyes are full of doubts.
Too late to think about——
"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!" The policemen in the maze, through the screen on the right, watched those colleagues trapped in the room being engulfed by bombs one after another.
On the promenade of the labyrinth, there were soft sobs and some murmurs.
Someone lost his mind and wondered: "No, I obviously didn't choose this way..." But it was regarded as a hypocritical excuse, which attracted the cold eyes of others.
After Zhang Jiaju heard it, he seemed to grasp a certain possibility.His dull eyes were trembling and trying to regain his sanity.In the next second, he suddenly opened his eyes wide and suddenly understood everything.
"We were deceived!"
He roared.
Everyone looked at him blankly.
In front of the monitoring screen.
The red mask quietly watched Zhang Jiaju talking to other policemen.Quietly looking at the frustrated and depressed policemen, amidst Zhang Jiaju's explanation, he gradually stood up straight, clenched the handle of his gun, his face was full of anger.
"Once a person becomes angry, his field of vision will become narrow." Red Mask put away the butterfly knife and stretched his waist. "It's not enough to break the police's bones. It's not enough to destroy the trust of the grassroots. You have to destroy their most proud A signboard, or a role model."
Looking at Zhang Jiaju who is leading everyone to revive himself as the leader, the red mask said to the friends around who were eager to try: "The heat is enough. You can go to play."
The masked bandits cheered and picked up their guns.
In the maze.
Zhang Jiaju had just finished explaining the "shady scene" of the game to his colleagues, and the group was full of anger, unable to vent.
At this time, the radio sounded again, this time it was not a mechanical sound, but the original sound of the gangster's jokes: [Officers, the game is very fun!In return, I will leave this place for you to collect the corpses slowly.I hope that when we meet again in the future, we can still play games together, hahahaha! 】
As soon as the radio was turned off, a series of running footsteps came from a corner of the maze, as well as cheerful "Goodbye, officer!"
These words were like pots of gasoline, setting fire to the hearts of the police officers.
"These sons of bitches are going to run!"
"I want to kill them!"
The policemen tightened their guns and planned to follow the sound.
Zhang Jiaju is no exception.
"Can't chase!" However, his partner, a young policeman, stopped everyone.The young policeman murmured: "Brother Jiaju, according to the regulations, we have to wait for support at this time..."
However, none of the people present planned to listen to the rookie rookie.
Not to mention the police officers transferred from various places, even the people from their headquarters just looked at him with a sneer.Having been tricked by a despicable gangster and lost half of his brothers, no one could safely watch the culprit leave with a smile on his face.
There was a moment of hesitation on Zhang Jiaju's face, but when he heard the wild laughter of the gangsters in the distance, and then looked at the room that was blown up into a mess on the screen, he immediately shook off the hesitation and said, "I am the on-site commander." .”
The on-site commander has the power to make temporary decisions.
This is the beginning of the film, the audience knows.
At that time, Zhang Jiaju made a temporary decision and shot before the reinforcements arrived, saving people.
But now the audience is sitting on the perspective of God, knowing that the mask gang is not a small role, and they have made full preparations so that every decision of the police is within the plan.Zhang Jiaju will probably suffer.
The audience could only watch helplessly as Zhang Jiaju led his team to hunt down the yelling mask gang in the maze.
The masked gangsters sensed the pursuit from behind, crying for their fathers and mothers one by one, almost begging for mercy on their knees.However, this gesture made the police even more furious, how could they be teased by such bastards.
Like knives cutting through meat, every time they flash across the intersection, they can draw away two or three angry policemen.
By the time the few remaining police officers realized something was wrong, it was too late.
The labyrinth corridor, which was originally harmless to humans and animals, suddenly has many traps.Some are door locks that block the teams; some spew out smoke that disturbs the view;
The final team also became fragmented.
Zhang Jiaju ran out of the smoke, called his young partner, but there was no answer, and called other colleagues, but no one answered.
The whole maze was quiet and he was the only one left.
Zhang Jiaju carefully searched for the exit, and when he finally walked out of the maze, the sight in front of him made him almost unable to hold the gun.
This is what an abandoned factory should look like. There is nothing in the vast open space, surrounded by gray mottled concrete walls, and rusty stairs on both sides leading to the upper floor.Looking at the picture, I can smell the smell of dust mixed with rust.
The sun shone in through the narrow window miserly, dispelling some of the coldness.
Through the sunlight, Zhang Jiaju saw a dozen delirious policemen kneeling on the edge of the floor.
Those were colleagues who disappeared one after another in the maze.
Some of them were delirious and murmured meaninglessly; some were trembling and sobbing, begging the gangsters to let him go; Zhang Jiaju shouted for help in a flustered manner.
They knelt in a row.Like a group of prisoners awaiting execution.
Zhang Jiaju walked forward blankly, his eyes were broken, and he almost lost the strength to face reality.He couldn't figure out how things had turned into such a situation in just such a short while—half of the team was killed, and the other half of the team was taken alive as hostages.He doesn't understand.
"I finally see you, Detective Zhang."
The red mask appeared from the stairs and greeted Zhang Jiaju briskly.There is no restraint and fear that gangsters should have when they appear in front of the police.
Zhang Jiaju put away all his sadness and fragility in an instant, a persevering old policeman never allowed to show his weakness to the enemy.He pointed the gun firmly at the red mask: "Surrender, you are surrounded."
Red Mask walked down the stairs, ignoring the danger of being shot. "Put the gun down." He tapped the ground with his index finger and ordered.
Zhang Jiaju knew that putting down the gun in this situation was no different from automatically sending his life to the gangsters.So the gun in his hand didn't move an inch.
The red mask seemed to appreciate Zhang Jiaju's stubbornness, so he smiled and waved upstairs.
A masked accomplice first gave a strange salute, then stepped forward, walked behind the kneeling policemen, and pointed a gun at the back of one of the policemen.
A bad premonition floated in Zhang Jiaju's heart, and he was just about to say something.
"boom!"
The masked bandit fired impatiently.
With the beating of the bullets, a mass of things swayed out from the head of the executed policeman.
Wu Yan remembered that his elder brother told him that in the early days, the country executed executions by shooting, and when they were shot at close range, the bullets entered from the back of the head and exited from the front, which could blow off half of the head.Because this process was too bloody and inhumane, other methods of execution were used later, such as injection.
Although the movie reduced its authenticity for the sake of art, Wu Yan was still angry at the cruelty of the gangsters when he saw the dead body with its head intact on the screen.
The corpse fell limply to the ground, and the sadness on his face was frozen forever.The masked gangster kicked it, and the corpse fell to the ground at a height of seven or eight meters without dignity.
There was a muffled sound.
It also hit Zhang Jiaju's heart.
Zhang Jiaju's steady hands holding the gun couldn't help shaking.
The red mask looked like a torch, saw this detail, and Zhang Jiaju calmly said: "You have already killed one hostage. Give you three seconds, if you don't put down the gun, you will kill the next one. Three..."
The hostages were obviously killed by gangsters, but they were said to have been killed by him. Zhang Jiaju stared at the red mask, his eyes tearing open.The muzzle of the gun in his hand was aimed at the red mask, as long as he wanted to, he could shoot the red mask at this distance.But...but...
Zhang Jiaju glanced at the companions upstairs who were waiting for him to rescue.
"Two..." The red mask slowly raised his hand.
Zhang Jiaju gritted his teeth and put away the gun, "Okay!" He loudly overwhelmed the red mask's countdown voice, "I put down the gun!" He put the gun on the ground and stood up with his hands raised.
"That's right." Red Mask nodded in satisfaction.
"Who the hell are you guys?" Although Zhang Jiaju had no gun, he was still a policeman, backed by the whole country.He intends to stall for time, use clichés, and find loopholes.
"We're just ordinary people, sir," Red Mask replied jokingly.
"Aren't you modest? In a few months, several major cases have been worked on one after another. If this is called ordinary, then the capital would have been messed up long ago." He turned around, trying to get more data recorded by the law enforcement camera on his chest.In the past, the monitoring was too far away from the red mask, and no one could capture his face. Now, it is the closest moment to the red mask.
"Why can't you be too useless?" Red Mask said with a chuckle: "The first time I committed a crime, the bureaucrats didn't take it seriously. The second time I committed a crime, nothing happened. The police investigated for two weeks. If you can’t find anything, you will be gone. You only took it a little seriously when you committed the crime for the third time, but you are too weak, really too weak... It can be said that we can get to where we are today, you police really It has been of great help.”
Zhang Jiaju took a deep breath and said with a smile: "It's all good opinions. Are there any other similar ones? We can improve."
The red mask also smiled: "Talk about it casually, any more will make you fatter."
Fatty, in the dialect of Modu, means to slap a swollen face to pretend to be fat.
Plus the previous Ha'er, Suan.In just a few lines of dialogue, the red mask has an accent almost every sentence, which makes people unrecognizable.
Many of the audience grew up in various provinces across the country. Listening to the red mask speaking with an accent, there is no slightest awkwardness. It is really like listening to the locals.
"Are you waiting for outside support?" Red Mask suddenly asked Zhang Jiaju.
After Zhang Jiaju was silent, he didn't deny it, "You discovered all of this. So are you going to run away?"
"No hurry." The red mask shook his head, "The game is not over yet, you and your colleagues are my hostages now. If you come in, you will kill your own brother just like you. Am I right, sir You?" The last sentence of the red mask was directed towards the camera on Zhang Jiaju's chest.
All the police in the factory have been controlled, so there is no need to restrict communication anymore.
All the tricks were seen through, Zhang Jiaju should feel depressed, but when it comes to games, he has to think of his half-dead brothers.He didn't care about his situation anymore, and asked the red mask directly: "In that game just now, you seem to have trouble with [family]? Do you have family? How do they treat you?"
The red mask paused, and his gaze shifted from the law enforcement camera to Zhang Jiaju's face.
At this time, the camera showed the masked gangsters on the second floor.They were giggling and crooked, but after Zhang Jiaju asked this question, they all seemed to feel that something was wrong and became nervous.The atmosphere suddenly became dignified.The audience also felt that Zhang Jiaju's words might have turned on a certain switch.
Sure enough, the red mask stared at Zhang Jiaju for a few seconds, then suddenly approached like a python swimming, "Do you want to know why I wear a mask?"
Without waiting for Zhang Jiaju's answer, the red mask continued on its own: "Let me tell you a story. When I was young, I got 99 points in the math test. When I got home, my mother was very happy and specially cooked it for me. I ordered chicken soup, my favorite soup. That night, my dad was scolded by the boss at the company, and he came back after drinking a lot of wine. When he saw my test paper, he asked me why I didn’t get 99 points, [-] points and [-] points. The score is only one point away, why the hell can't I get a hundred points in the test. Then he pressed my face into the soup and said that I should make it up. For a long time, the mask was my face .Of all the masks, I hate the red one because it most resembles my dad's drunk and angry face that night. So I wear this one. Because I can't see it when I wear it."
After the story was finished, the red mask had already walked to Zhang Jiaju's side.He gently pulled Zhang Jiaju's hair and asked, "Detective Zhang, how does your father treat you?"
Zhang Jiaju tilted his head without saying a word, his eyes seemed to look through the mask, leading to the real face of the red mask.
After listening to the self-narration of the red mask, the audience was terrified, but at the same time they were a little silent.
He sighed for the gangster's rare revealing of his true feelings and accusations, he also felt resentment for the father who created the monster, and he shuddered at the red mask whose body and mind had been completely distorted.
When the red mask told about his childhood, his tone was chillingly calm, and he even laughed somewhere, but those eyes were like a black hole, like a vortex leading to another world, sucking away all his human qualities. temperature.As the story progresses, the Red Mask gradually transforms into a spiteful beast.
Wu Yan knew that the eldest brother's acting skills had surpassed the boundary between truth and falsehood. If he hadn't heard about his childhood from sister Xiong, otherwise he would have thought that his childhood had been miserable.He remembered that the first time he met his elder brother, he was caught by director Zhou, and he talked about being beaten by his father with a stick when he was young, until he passed out.At that time, Wu Yan still felt a little sympathetic, but thinking about it now, the purpose of the elder brother's words at that time was probably the same as the story told by the red mask in the movie - it was just a tactic.
When the camera gave a panoramic view just now, Wu Yan clearly noticed that the red mask's foot stepped on the pistol that Zhang Jiaju had put on the ground just now, and quietly moved to the rear.At the same time, the red mask was pulling Zhang Jiaju's hair with one hand, while the other hand was hanging half-closed by his side.He knew Big Brother, it was a gesture of holding something in his hand.
Fortunately, the book that the eldest brother held in his hand was not a knife... Wu Yan sighed with emotion.
On the screen, the confrontation between Zhang Jiaju and the red mask is still going on.
The red mask let go of Zhang Jiaju's hair, slowly stepped back a few steps, and walked around Zhang Jiaju.
"Do you think you're a good cop?" Red Mask asked.
"Yes." Zhang Jiaju answered with a clear conscience.
The red mask continued to ask: "So, if I say that someone has committed a greater crime than me, will you arrest him?"
Zhang Jiaju's eyes drooped: "If it is found out to be true, I will."
"Even if that person is a policeman?" The red mask stopped.
"..." Zhang Jiaju stopped talking.
The red mask pointed to the second floor.Zhang Jiaju's heart tightened, thinking that another colleague was going to be killed.However, the executioner's yellow mask didn't move, and the gangster with the blue mask walked out. He was holding a computer in his hand and flicked and operated. Then, some projections appeared on the wall behind the hostage police.
"Supervisor Zhao, the capital city, is corrupt. By the way, in the same position, his boss was found to be corrupt five years ago, and he personally arrested him."
Following the words of the red mask, a middle-aged man in casual clothes appeared on the projection screen on the wall. There were piles of cash on the table in front of him, and the amount was considerable.
"Director Huang of City X leaked the details of the operation to the underworld to cover up the crime."
The projection was switched to a video, which showed Director Huang taking off his clothes with two good-looking young girls in a well-decorated room.
"Deputy Director X, sexual assault. After being reported, he was fined three drinks and suspended for half a year. But after three months, he was reinstated. In October last year, he committed another crime..."
Every time the red mask tells what a person has committed, some corresponding pictures or photos appear on the projection on the wall.
"Too many." The red mask stopped talking, and let the projection continue to pick out the moths in the system one by one.He asked Zhang Jiaju: "There are obviously worse people than us in the police, but why do you never arrest them? Have you ever counted how many people are really worthy of the police profession?"
Zhang Jiaju listened expressionlessly, people who have been in the police force for many years will not simply be disturbed by some unproven things.
At this time, the camera cuts to a dimly lit command room.
Some middle-aged people in police uniforms sat at the conference table, looked at the screen on the wall, and followed everything that happened in the factory through the camera on Zhang Jiaju's chest.
Listening to the reports on the wall in the distance.This group of middle-aged people bit their cigarettes and smoked heavily, and the room was filled with smoke.
"Be careful to block the news, don't spread a word."
"Yes."
When the audience saw this, their emotions were once again manipulated by the director.
The original good guy seems to have a stain?And the sure-fire villain seems to be doing something good?
Wu Yan remembered that his elder brother said that it is much more difficult for bad people to do good things than for good people to do bad things.Good people do bad things, which is closer to the instinct revealed by human nature.It doesn’t need to go through careful and long foreshadowing. Sometimes as long as the temptation is just right, a good person can become the person he least wants to be. Fight against your life, from the back to the front, subvert the solid value little by little, once you ruminate your life, it is the beginning of self-abuse.
Of course, the original words of the eldest brother are not like this, but it is almost the same.
Going to the movies again like this, the boundaries between good guys and bad guys start to blur, and a film about the confrontation between good and evil suddenly begins to gain depth.The group of policemen suddenly separated into one side and another side in a three-dimensional way.
in the factory.
The red mask seemed to know the peeing nature of the leaders in the distance, so he looked at the companion on the second floor who was holding a video recorder to record all this.As he said before in front of the surveillance screen, everything that happened today must be recorded and then shown to the police across the country.
"I've almost finished what I want to say and do. There seems to be no need for these hostages to stay." The red mask looked at the kneeling policemen behind him.
"Don't!" Zhang Jiaju quickly blocked the subtext contained in the red mask's words, "Let them go, I beg you to let them go. No matter what the other policemen are, I guarantee that these people are good policemen."
The red mask tilted his head: "I used to be a good boy, but no one would let me go."
Zhang Jiaju knew that the other party would not let them go easily. "How did you let them go?" he asked.
"I heard about the pride of your police force, then..." The red mask's eyes flashed, and he pointed to the ground with his finger, "Kneel down first and let me see."
Zhang Jiaju only hesitated for half a second before choosing to slowly kneel down on the ground.
The red mask was still not satisfied, "Kowtow."
Compared with the lives of his brothers, Zhang Jiaju has given up his personal dignity.He punched his forehead to the ground without hesitation.
At this time, he has long lost the light of a detective.The uniform was already half soaked with sweat, and it was dusty and lost the cleanliness of when he came. There were also dirty marks on his face, and he was in a mess.
The masked bandits laughed wantonly.
"I can feel your sincerity." The red mask thought for a while, and said, "I heard that you are the gun king of the police force and the holder of all shooting records. It just so happens that I am also good at this, and we are like shooting targets."
The audience suddenly tensed up.
At the beginning of the film, the two showed their powerful shooting abilities when they appeared on the stage, and it was fate that there must be a showdown to determine the superiority.
One is [Gun King], and the other is not yet famous.
Zhang Jiaju's eyes lit up with a light called self-confidence.
And the masked gangsters also grinned maliciously.
"Okay," Zhang Jiaju flexed his wrist, and asked Red Mask, "How do you compare?"
"I'll bet you two. If you win, I'll spare the lives of two of them."
Zhang Jiaju immediately said, "I'll bet you four!"
The red mask shook his head, indicating that there will be other game items in a while.
Zhang Jiaju agreed, but he didn't know how to start the shooting competition.Confused, the red mask pointed to the second floor.On the second floor, a female gangster wearing a purple mask came out and sat next to a hostage policeman.Purple Mask took out two balloons from his pocket, blew them up to ten centimeters, tied them, and placed them on the shoulders of himself and the hostage police.This means that these two balloons are the targets that Zhang Jiaju and Red Mask will shoot.
"Boss, don't hit my earrings." Purple Mask coquettishly pampered the boss.
Zhang Jiaju was stunned. More than 95% of the distance between the police and criminals in the exchange of fire occurred in the range of 8 to 10 meters, and rarely exceeded 10 meters. Beyond this distance, it is difficult to hit the target.Pistol shooting training in the police force is usually only practiced at 10-meter targets.At 25 meters, I hit the target with a military pistol, and 8 of the 5 shots hit the target, which is already a master.
And now they are at least 20 meters away from the "target" on the second floor. It is extremely difficult to hit a small balloon.If you don't pay attention, the bullet will hit the "target"'s body or head, or accidentally injure other kneeling policemen.
Red Mask doesn't care much about the possibility of accidentally injuring his companions, or rather, this is the excitement he wants.
He handed Zhang Jiaju a pistol seized from the hostage police.In order to show the fairness of the game, when they compete, they will use the same gun.
"You go first." The red mask asked Zhang Jiaju to start first.
Zhang Jiaju seemed to know that no amount of protest would be futile.He could only try his best to adjust his state and save his brother.
Zhang Jiaju raised his gun and pointed it at the kneeling brother on the second floor.
The red mask on the side looked at him with arms folded.
The masked gangster enjoyed the game leisurely.
Purple Mask looked at his lover with eyes full of admiration.
Several hostage policemen who were still conscious, with hopeful eyes, vomited blood and prayed for Zhang Jiaju's victory.
The middle-aged people in the meeting room silently waited for the result of the game in the smoke.
These people are all the witnesses of this game.
The screen switched back and forth, the editing was very fragmented, and the speed was getting faster and faster, just like Zhang Jiaju's heartbeat was constantly accelerating at this time.
Every gasp of Zhang Jiaju weighed heavily on the hearts of the audience.Looking at the sweaty Zhang Jiaju, they also sweated nervously from their palms and backs, praying that Zhang Jiaju could hit the target.
When emotions accumulate to a certain moment——
"boom!"
Zhang Jiaju shot.
The bullet flew to the second floor, heading towards the balloon.pity.
The bullet blasted a hole in the wall behind it at a height of thirty centimeters from the balloon.
The balloon around the neck of the hostage policeman was intact.
Zhang Jiaju panted heavily, as if the shot just now had exhausted all his strength.However, the result did not satisfy him.
He was reflecting on the mistakes and details of the shot just now, when the red mask at the side came, took the gun in his hand, raised the gun, aimed, adjusted his breathing, and fired, all in one go.
"Bang!" "Poof."
The balloon on Purple Mask's shoulder exploded.
It was Red Mask who won.
The gangsters cheered and shouted: "What [Gun King] is at this level?", "If he is the Gun King, the boss is the [King of Gun King]!"
The purple mask was not surprised by the result, stood up and happily blew a kiss to the red mask.
Zhang Jiaju was defeated, and the result was that the two hostages were executed on the spot.
"No!" Zhang Jiaju shouted in vain.There was no gun in hand at this time.There was nothing deterring about his words.
"boom!"
"boom!"
Two shots.
The two bodies fell to the ground.
Zhang Jiaju fell to his knees in pain, with his mouth open, unable to yell out a single syllable as if he was speechless.Saliva dripped out unconsciously, making him even more embarrassed.
And the red mask stood by, condescendingly watching Zhang Jiaju howling like a bereaved dog.After taking a deep breath, the excitement of defeating a powerful enemy just now quickly disappeared and returned to calm.
"Are you still playing?" Red Mask asked Zhang Jiaju.
"Play!" Zhang Jiaju wiped his saliva and tears, stood up with red eyes.
"Play something different this time." The red mask said, "I heard that you are still the fighting coach of the Beijing Police Force?"
This is better than fighting.
"The one whose back falls first loses. This time bet four." Red Mask said.
Zhang Jiaju agreed.
This time it is no longer the red mask.
"I'm coming!" The green mask stood up fiercely, stepped on the railing from a height of seven or eight meters and jumped to the ground with a few bangs.
The red mask shouted "Start", and Zhang Jiaju fought with the green mask.
Zhang Jiaju is worthy of the name of the head coach, his moves are simple, experienced, and he has the style of a general with his punches and kicks.And the green mask is superior in being young, full of physical fitness, big and strong, strong in resisting blows, and good at falling.For a while, the two were evenly matched.
The audience watched this fight scene, and slowly felt that it was different from the action movies they had seen before.
Usually everyone is used to watching action movies in which the pros and cons are proficient in a certain kind of boxing. Suddenly seeing this kind of "simple" fighting scene feels quite fresh.
In Chuanwu action movies, everyone fights very well, with punches and kicks dancing with rhythm, you punch, I block, I kick, you dodge.All the fists and feet that hit people seem to be just scratching an itch, and one move to control the enemy exists between fighting minions.The outcome has already been spoiled in the action design, the one with more good-looking actions will be the one who wins in the end.This kind of play is beautiful, but if you watch too much, you will get tired easily.
However, the green mask and Zhang Jiaju in front of them each have their own rhythm, and the frequency of offensive and defensive transitions is extremely high. Occasionally, the two attack or defend at the same time.Those punches to the face and body will make people grit their teeth, make people dazed, scratch the opponent's skin, and even make people angry, thus increasing the strength of punching and changing the rhythm.The outcome is hard to predict, anyone may win with one move in the next moment.
The audience's blood spurted, as if they were watching a real fighting sparring.
Wu Yan knew that this was probably one of the changes that the eldest brother brought to the movie.When my eldest brother worked part-time on the crew of "Black Dragon", he hated the action movies on the market. There was no "pain" when fighting, and it looked very boring.
With the improvement of the big brother, the fight scene in front of me is indeed much more real.
The fight does not last long without you coming and going, and the timing of victory or defeat is often in an instant.
The green mask took two hard punches with his chin, and the mask was skewed, blocking his sight.Zhang Jiaju hesitated for a moment, as if he was thinking whether to continue to pursue the victory, or take the opportunity to take off the mask so that the opponent's true face can be captured by the camera.Just as he was hesitating, the green mask rushed straight over, closed his eyes to complete a set of movements, and hugged Zhang Jiaju hard.
Zhang Jiaju was thrown on the concrete floor, like a fish fell on the chopping board, he moaned and twisted slowly, without any strength left in his body.
Amidst the cheers of the masks, the red mask looked down at Zhang Jiaju: "You lost again."
Hook your fingers.
"Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!"
Four shots were fired.Four bodies fell to the ground.
Zhang Jiaju lay on the ground with his face buried in his arms, his shoulders trembling slightly.I don't know if it's because the pain has not been relieved, or because I'm sad because I lost four more brothers.
"There is one last game, bet eight, all the lives of the hostages. Come on, Detective Zhang, if you lose again, you won't be able to save any of them." Red Mask said.
This sentence reminded Zhang Jiaju that it was not time to give up.He got up slowly.His face and body were covered with dust.
"Competition!" Zhang Jiaju seemed to be going all out.
The red mask snapped his fingers upstairs.
The blue mask in charge of computer technology saluted, then fiddled and tinkered, and the report was completed.
Zhang Jiaju didn't know what they were doing.
The red mask explained: "It's just blocking the signal of this place. I'm worried that the people in your camera will hear the rules and help you cheat."
Zhang Jiaju didn't understand.
The red mask then said the rules of the last game: "Now outside this factory, the support you have been waiting for will come in immediately. I heard that you are still a good negotiator. Then, in the next few minutes, you can try to use Open your mouth and save your brothers' lives."
The red mask was talking here, and several other masked bandits began to change clothes for the remaining hostage policemen, fixed them to the railing with ropes, and tied their guns to their wrists.Finally, put masks of different colors on them.
Zhang Jiaju understood the content of the game, and his body began to tremble uncontrollably.
The audience also understood.The masked bandits dressed up the hostage policemen as bandits. After the reinforcements came in, they saw eight suspicious figures wearing masks holding guns in their hands. If they asked them to surrender or not, and if they asked them to put down their guns, then the police would absolutely It was a shuttle bullet that greeted the past.
"It's up to you how long they survive." The red mask patted Zhang Jiaju on the shoulder, and then left through the passage.
Zhang Jiaju couldn't care less about leaving the bandits behind.Clutching his aching body, he staggered to the second floor, preparing to take off the masks of his brothers and the gun in his hand before the support entered the field.
However, he was only halfway through the climb when the support behind him came out of the maze.The well-trained special police officers quickly identified the "enemy" and put them on alert.
Zhang Jiaju was about to yell to stop them, when suddenly, the recording left by the gangsters came out from the stereo: 【I want to play a game with you. 】
Zhang Jiaju's voice could not be heard even a meter from the recording that resounded through the factory.All he could do was wave his hands to tell the SWAT police not to shoot.
However, Zhang Jiaju was stunned by the next sentence in the recording.
[Let's compare guns.I will kill Zhang Jiaju, you will kill us.See if your bullets are faster or mine. 】
In such words, Zhang Jiaju's waving hands did not seem to say "don't shoot", but said, "I am here, save me."
Amidst the buzzing recordings, the special police nervously hid behind the bunker, pointing their guns at the "bandits" on the second floor.One of the special police officers was making the final call, asking the gangsters to put down their weapons and surrender immediately.But the wobbly "bandits" on the second floor just held their guns stubbornly.
The blood in Zhang Jiaju's body was almost cold and no longer circulated.He turned around in a daze and looked at the hostage police not far in front of him.
He clearly saw that the half-awake young policeman with blood dripping from the corner of his mouth and wearing a red mask was his partner, his girlfriend's brother, and his future brother-in-law.
"Xiaoguang..." Zhang Jiaju's lips trembled.
"Brother Jiaju..." The young partner was half-awake, and it seemed that there was a special pain somewhere in his body, or everything that happened today made him feel scared. He weakly opened his teary eyes, helpless Looking at Zhang Jiaju intently, he murmured: "Brother-in-law..."
In Zhang Jiaju's eyes, at this moment, the world seemed to lose all sound.
【boom! 】【boom! 】【boom! 】……
"Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!"...
A pre-recorded gunshot came from the stereo.
The special police also fired together, hitting the eight "masked bandits".
The eight "masked bandits" were shot one after another, shaking, and hanging crookedly on the railing.
Amidst the fierce gunfire, Zhang Jiaju was wounded and screamed like a beast, no one cared...
In today's operation, he and the police failed miserably.
……
The camera came outside the factory.
"The gangster has been subdued." The on-site commander held up the walkie-talkie and listened for a while, then turned around and announced to everyone happily.
The policemen around them secretly celebrated.
However, when everyone was relaxing, a violent explosion suddenly occurred in the factory, and the huge factory collapsed.
Dust rose tens of meters high.
The place was a mess.
"Someone's hurt here!"
"Where's the doctor? Call an ambulance!"
"Save lives, save lives, there are wounded here!"
People were shouting and running.
In the chaos, four doctors and a nurse found a seriously injured policeman and carried him to an ambulance on a stretcher.
In a daze, the seriously injured policeman knew that it was the five medical staff who rescued him.He thanked them: "Thank you, thank you doctor..."
The ambulance started, and drove towards the outside of the blockade at an even speed.
The doctor sitting next to him smiled when he heard the thank you from the seriously injured policeman, bowed his head and said:
"You're welcome. This is what we should do."
The seriously injured policeman nodded lightly, closed his eyes and fell asleep peacefully.
What he didn't see was that the eyes of the doctor who was talking to him were so cold that there was no warmth above the mask.
I'm sorry, I've been dizzy these past few days, and I'm in a bad state, so I thought I'd save a big chapter and post it together.
(End of this chapter)
In 2 minutes, you have to choose a life among the real family members, the "family members" who get along with each other day and night, and live and die together.
If nothing is selected after 2 minutes, both sides die.
The audience all lamented that the masked gangsters who used such vicious tricks were really ruthless.
In the first few seconds of the countdown, none of the policemen in the maze could calm down.They cursed, walked around impatiently, and shouted at places where there might be surveillance around them, threatening the gangsters to stop as soon as possible.
But as the bright red numbers on the screen passed by second by second, they began to panic and be at a loss, looking back and forth at the people at both ends of the screen, anxious and crying.
At this moment, they are not the police, but ordinary people who are powerless in the face of death.
Zhang Jiaju is no exception. His eyes are constantly moving between his parents on the left side of the screen and his colleagues on the right side of the screen. His face is full of pain and struggle. He wants to punch the screen, but he is afraid that touching the screen will be regarded as a choice. .Sweat quickly wet the broken hair on his forehead.
Fortunately, he is still an experienced old policeman, and he didn't lose all his composure when he was cornered.
Zhang Jiaju took a deep breath, closed his eyes and discarded all chaotic thoughts, then walked to the front of the screen and found a small hole on the top of the screen.He knew that the gangsters should watch them through this small hole where the camera was hidden.Zhang Jiaju said anxiously to Xiao Kong: "This is not a game. This game has flaws. If it is a game, it should at least give players a chance to win, otherwise you are just entertaining yourself..."
Hearing this, the policemen in the labyrinth seemed to have a backbone, and all of them regained their composure. They followed suit and challenged the gangsters at the small hole, saying that this is a fart game, so they might as well wait until the end and let The gangsters play by themselves.
Amid the noise, Zhang Jiaju stared straight at the camera, just like he was staring straight at a surveillance camera.
Looking at Zhang Jiaju's sweaty face, every audience could feel the determination and tenacity in those eyes.Zhang Jiaju is not ashamed of his status as a leader. In such a situation, he still tries to negotiate with the gangsters, whether it is delaying time or hoping for the arrogance of the gangsters, he is just fighting for a chance of survival for his colleagues and family members.
As if being stared at, the camera gradually recedes.Zooming out, zooming out further, noise gradually appeared in the picture, and the color tone gradually became gray, just like looking at people from a monitor screen.
On the screen, several gangsters wearing masks were gathering in front of the monitoring monitor.
They are admiring the various behaviors of the two groups of policemen in trouble on the screen in order to survive.
"Boss, this Zhang Jiaju is talking about the balance of the game." The blue mask who was sitting in front of the screen operating electronic equipment turned his head and reported to the red mask.
"It's just the clamor of trash. If they have prepared enough information, they will know that we never kill ordinary people." The red mask looked at Zhang Jiaju on the screen with disappointment.Obviously, the chances of winning are already there, but in their desperation, none of these elites thought of it.
While playing with the butterfly knife, the red mask turned to stare at a certain screen.
That screen is connected to the monitoring outside the factory building.The police outside were not able to receive any reply from colleagues in the factory, so they immediately prepared to send support in.The result was blocked on the first floor.The stairs were blocked and the elevators were shut down.The policemen wanted to climb through the broken window from outside the wall, but they triggered the traps that the masks had set up in advance.
"Boss! I threw a piece of the screen out, and the policemen outside saw the game we were playing, so they really didn't dare to come in, haha." A tall gangster wearing a green mask walked swaggeringly come over.
"Don't relax. The police seem to compromise with the criminals, but in fact they will never give up. They may be thinking of other ways to break through behind the scenes." The red mask said so, but there was no panic in his tone.He looked at his watch calmly and said, "We can play this game for about half an hour."
The rest of the mask guys, don't have any doubts about it.
The green mask walked to the monitoring screen, watched Zhang Jiaju lead a group of people to negotiate to the end, and couldn't help asking: "What if these policemen don't make a choice until the end? Are they really going to kill both sides?"
"No matter how they choose in the end, or not, the ending has already been set." The red mask said the ending with a smile: "In their screen, they will choose [the real family members] to survive. They just A part of the game. Our game is to play with the police across the country."
"Remember to record it, cut it carefully, and let the police all over the country see the scene that will happen later." The calm voice of the red mask was full of blood.
The masked bandits laughed cruelly.
The audience originally thought that the red mask was vicious enough, but they still underestimated him unexpectedly.
The result was artificially selected, and all the police were forcibly turned into people who lived their relatives and killed their companions. Afterwards, they planned to spread the results of the self-directed and self-acted.Red Mask is intended to shake the foundations of the police community.If the police cannot fully trust the comrades around them, then the cohesion of the organization will be lost.
As the countdown approached zero bit by bit, and the gangsters remained silent, the policemen in the maze gradually began to feel unbearable.
I was worried that if I waited like this any longer, my relatives and companions would all die in the end.
They had to face the screen again and struggle again.
The scene suddenly became chaotic again.
【10】...
Only the last ten seconds left.
Suddenly, there was a "ding" sound.
Correspondingly, the screen in front of one of the policemen changed.
Everyone looked over.I saw the half of the screen on the left where there were relatives, the color suddenly brightened, the barrel of the gun that was ready to fire was put away, and an assassination disappeared invisible; while the color on the right screen suddenly darkened gray Going down is full of dead silence.
It's as if someone has made a choice - live on the left, die on the right.
Everyone stared blankly at the policeman in front of the screen.
The policeman frantically defended himself: "I, I didn't choose!..." However, what was visible to the naked eye was that his originally anxious expression seemed to have been poured with a basin of cool ice water.The volume gradually decreased, "It should be, it should be accidentally touched..."
For a moment, everyone looked at him with different expressions.
suddenly,
"Ding", "Ding".
While everyone was paying attention to this person, two more sounds sounded in the maze.
Everyone found the location of the two sounds, and found that the two screens also made a choice-live on the left and die on the right.
【5】...
Only the last five seconds are left.
"Ding", "Ding", "Ding" sounds of making choices sounded one after another.
Everyone has to make the final choice.
Some policemen looked at their colleagues around them and found that, without exception, they all chose to let their loved ones live.As if this choice was the right answer.
【3】...
Those who hesitated, those who were lucky, were all driven by a kind of collective inertia at the moment, so they couldn't help but lightly touched the screen on the left.When the screen on the right turned gray accordingly, they murmured "I'm sorry..." belatedly, and sat on the ground weakly.
【2】...
The screen changes piece by piece.
【1】...
The police were as vulnerable as they could be, not daring to see the final result.
【0】...
However, some people did not make a choice until the end.
Zhang Jiaju's hand was still ten centimeters away from the screen.
With trembling hands, he hesitated to the end.
Numbers go to zero.Just when he closed his eyes, thinking that his indecision was about to kill the people on both sides, the next moment, he looked up and found an unexpected result on the screen in front of him.
Light on the left, dark on the right.Live left and die right.
But this is obviously not his choice... Zhang Jiaju's eyes are full of doubts.
Too late to think about——
"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!" The policemen in the maze, through the screen on the right, watched those colleagues trapped in the room being engulfed by bombs one after another.
On the promenade of the labyrinth, there were soft sobs and some murmurs.
Someone lost his mind and wondered: "No, I obviously didn't choose this way..." But it was regarded as a hypocritical excuse, which attracted the cold eyes of others.
After Zhang Jiaju heard it, he seemed to grasp a certain possibility.His dull eyes were trembling and trying to regain his sanity.In the next second, he suddenly opened his eyes wide and suddenly understood everything.
"We were deceived!"
He roared.
Everyone looked at him blankly.
In front of the monitoring screen.
The red mask quietly watched Zhang Jiaju talking to other policemen.Quietly looking at the frustrated and depressed policemen, amidst Zhang Jiaju's explanation, he gradually stood up straight, clenched the handle of his gun, his face was full of anger.
"Once a person becomes angry, his field of vision will become narrow." Red Mask put away the butterfly knife and stretched his waist. "It's not enough to break the police's bones. It's not enough to destroy the trust of the grassroots. You have to destroy their most proud A signboard, or a role model."
Looking at Zhang Jiaju who is leading everyone to revive himself as the leader, the red mask said to the friends around who were eager to try: "The heat is enough. You can go to play."
The masked bandits cheered and picked up their guns.
In the maze.
Zhang Jiaju had just finished explaining the "shady scene" of the game to his colleagues, and the group was full of anger, unable to vent.
At this time, the radio sounded again, this time it was not a mechanical sound, but the original sound of the gangster's jokes: [Officers, the game is very fun!In return, I will leave this place for you to collect the corpses slowly.I hope that when we meet again in the future, we can still play games together, hahahaha! 】
As soon as the radio was turned off, a series of running footsteps came from a corner of the maze, as well as cheerful "Goodbye, officer!"
These words were like pots of gasoline, setting fire to the hearts of the police officers.
"These sons of bitches are going to run!"
"I want to kill them!"
The policemen tightened their guns and planned to follow the sound.
Zhang Jiaju is no exception.
"Can't chase!" However, his partner, a young policeman, stopped everyone.The young policeman murmured: "Brother Jiaju, according to the regulations, we have to wait for support at this time..."
However, none of the people present planned to listen to the rookie rookie.
Not to mention the police officers transferred from various places, even the people from their headquarters just looked at him with a sneer.Having been tricked by a despicable gangster and lost half of his brothers, no one could safely watch the culprit leave with a smile on his face.
There was a moment of hesitation on Zhang Jiaju's face, but when he heard the wild laughter of the gangsters in the distance, and then looked at the room that was blown up into a mess on the screen, he immediately shook off the hesitation and said, "I am the on-site commander." .”
The on-site commander has the power to make temporary decisions.
This is the beginning of the film, the audience knows.
At that time, Zhang Jiaju made a temporary decision and shot before the reinforcements arrived, saving people.
But now the audience is sitting on the perspective of God, knowing that the mask gang is not a small role, and they have made full preparations so that every decision of the police is within the plan.Zhang Jiaju will probably suffer.
The audience could only watch helplessly as Zhang Jiaju led his team to hunt down the yelling mask gang in the maze.
The masked gangsters sensed the pursuit from behind, crying for their fathers and mothers one by one, almost begging for mercy on their knees.However, this gesture made the police even more furious, how could they be teased by such bastards.
Like knives cutting through meat, every time they flash across the intersection, they can draw away two or three angry policemen.
By the time the few remaining police officers realized something was wrong, it was too late.
The labyrinth corridor, which was originally harmless to humans and animals, suddenly has many traps.Some are door locks that block the teams; some spew out smoke that disturbs the view;
The final team also became fragmented.
Zhang Jiaju ran out of the smoke, called his young partner, but there was no answer, and called other colleagues, but no one answered.
The whole maze was quiet and he was the only one left.
Zhang Jiaju carefully searched for the exit, and when he finally walked out of the maze, the sight in front of him made him almost unable to hold the gun.
This is what an abandoned factory should look like. There is nothing in the vast open space, surrounded by gray mottled concrete walls, and rusty stairs on both sides leading to the upper floor.Looking at the picture, I can smell the smell of dust mixed with rust.
The sun shone in through the narrow window miserly, dispelling some of the coldness.
Through the sunlight, Zhang Jiaju saw a dozen delirious policemen kneeling on the edge of the floor.
Those were colleagues who disappeared one after another in the maze.
Some of them were delirious and murmured meaninglessly; some were trembling and sobbing, begging the gangsters to let him go; Zhang Jiaju shouted for help in a flustered manner.
They knelt in a row.Like a group of prisoners awaiting execution.
Zhang Jiaju walked forward blankly, his eyes were broken, and he almost lost the strength to face reality.He couldn't figure out how things had turned into such a situation in just such a short while—half of the team was killed, and the other half of the team was taken alive as hostages.He doesn't understand.
"I finally see you, Detective Zhang."
The red mask appeared from the stairs and greeted Zhang Jiaju briskly.There is no restraint and fear that gangsters should have when they appear in front of the police.
Zhang Jiaju put away all his sadness and fragility in an instant, a persevering old policeman never allowed to show his weakness to the enemy.He pointed the gun firmly at the red mask: "Surrender, you are surrounded."
Red Mask walked down the stairs, ignoring the danger of being shot. "Put the gun down." He tapped the ground with his index finger and ordered.
Zhang Jiaju knew that putting down the gun in this situation was no different from automatically sending his life to the gangsters.So the gun in his hand didn't move an inch.
The red mask seemed to appreciate Zhang Jiaju's stubbornness, so he smiled and waved upstairs.
A masked accomplice first gave a strange salute, then stepped forward, walked behind the kneeling policemen, and pointed a gun at the back of one of the policemen.
A bad premonition floated in Zhang Jiaju's heart, and he was just about to say something.
"boom!"
The masked bandit fired impatiently.
With the beating of the bullets, a mass of things swayed out from the head of the executed policeman.
Wu Yan remembered that his elder brother told him that in the early days, the country executed executions by shooting, and when they were shot at close range, the bullets entered from the back of the head and exited from the front, which could blow off half of the head.Because this process was too bloody and inhumane, other methods of execution were used later, such as injection.
Although the movie reduced its authenticity for the sake of art, Wu Yan was still angry at the cruelty of the gangsters when he saw the dead body with its head intact on the screen.
The corpse fell limply to the ground, and the sadness on his face was frozen forever.The masked gangster kicked it, and the corpse fell to the ground at a height of seven or eight meters without dignity.
There was a muffled sound.
It also hit Zhang Jiaju's heart.
Zhang Jiaju's steady hands holding the gun couldn't help shaking.
The red mask looked like a torch, saw this detail, and Zhang Jiaju calmly said: "You have already killed one hostage. Give you three seconds, if you don't put down the gun, you will kill the next one. Three..."
The hostages were obviously killed by gangsters, but they were said to have been killed by him. Zhang Jiaju stared at the red mask, his eyes tearing open.The muzzle of the gun in his hand was aimed at the red mask, as long as he wanted to, he could shoot the red mask at this distance.But...but...
Zhang Jiaju glanced at the companions upstairs who were waiting for him to rescue.
"Two..." The red mask slowly raised his hand.
Zhang Jiaju gritted his teeth and put away the gun, "Okay!" He loudly overwhelmed the red mask's countdown voice, "I put down the gun!" He put the gun on the ground and stood up with his hands raised.
"That's right." Red Mask nodded in satisfaction.
"Who the hell are you guys?" Although Zhang Jiaju had no gun, he was still a policeman, backed by the whole country.He intends to stall for time, use clichés, and find loopholes.
"We're just ordinary people, sir," Red Mask replied jokingly.
"Aren't you modest? In a few months, several major cases have been worked on one after another. If this is called ordinary, then the capital would have been messed up long ago." He turned around, trying to get more data recorded by the law enforcement camera on his chest.In the past, the monitoring was too far away from the red mask, and no one could capture his face. Now, it is the closest moment to the red mask.
"Why can't you be too useless?" Red Mask said with a chuckle: "The first time I committed a crime, the bureaucrats didn't take it seriously. The second time I committed a crime, nothing happened. The police investigated for two weeks. If you can’t find anything, you will be gone. You only took it a little seriously when you committed the crime for the third time, but you are too weak, really too weak... It can be said that we can get to where we are today, you police really It has been of great help.”
Zhang Jiaju took a deep breath and said with a smile: "It's all good opinions. Are there any other similar ones? We can improve."
The red mask also smiled: "Talk about it casually, any more will make you fatter."
Fatty, in the dialect of Modu, means to slap a swollen face to pretend to be fat.
Plus the previous Ha'er, Suan.In just a few lines of dialogue, the red mask has an accent almost every sentence, which makes people unrecognizable.
Many of the audience grew up in various provinces across the country. Listening to the red mask speaking with an accent, there is no slightest awkwardness. It is really like listening to the locals.
"Are you waiting for outside support?" Red Mask suddenly asked Zhang Jiaju.
After Zhang Jiaju was silent, he didn't deny it, "You discovered all of this. So are you going to run away?"
"No hurry." The red mask shook his head, "The game is not over yet, you and your colleagues are my hostages now. If you come in, you will kill your own brother just like you. Am I right, sir You?" The last sentence of the red mask was directed towards the camera on Zhang Jiaju's chest.
All the police in the factory have been controlled, so there is no need to restrict communication anymore.
All the tricks were seen through, Zhang Jiaju should feel depressed, but when it comes to games, he has to think of his half-dead brothers.He didn't care about his situation anymore, and asked the red mask directly: "In that game just now, you seem to have trouble with [family]? Do you have family? How do they treat you?"
The red mask paused, and his gaze shifted from the law enforcement camera to Zhang Jiaju's face.
At this time, the camera showed the masked gangsters on the second floor.They were giggling and crooked, but after Zhang Jiaju asked this question, they all seemed to feel that something was wrong and became nervous.The atmosphere suddenly became dignified.The audience also felt that Zhang Jiaju's words might have turned on a certain switch.
Sure enough, the red mask stared at Zhang Jiaju for a few seconds, then suddenly approached like a python swimming, "Do you want to know why I wear a mask?"
Without waiting for Zhang Jiaju's answer, the red mask continued on its own: "Let me tell you a story. When I was young, I got 99 points in the math test. When I got home, my mother was very happy and specially cooked it for me. I ordered chicken soup, my favorite soup. That night, my dad was scolded by the boss at the company, and he came back after drinking a lot of wine. When he saw my test paper, he asked me why I didn’t get 99 points, [-] points and [-] points. The score is only one point away, why the hell can't I get a hundred points in the test. Then he pressed my face into the soup and said that I should make it up. For a long time, the mask was my face .Of all the masks, I hate the red one because it most resembles my dad's drunk and angry face that night. So I wear this one. Because I can't see it when I wear it."
After the story was finished, the red mask had already walked to Zhang Jiaju's side.He gently pulled Zhang Jiaju's hair and asked, "Detective Zhang, how does your father treat you?"
Zhang Jiaju tilted his head without saying a word, his eyes seemed to look through the mask, leading to the real face of the red mask.
After listening to the self-narration of the red mask, the audience was terrified, but at the same time they were a little silent.
He sighed for the gangster's rare revealing of his true feelings and accusations, he also felt resentment for the father who created the monster, and he shuddered at the red mask whose body and mind had been completely distorted.
When the red mask told about his childhood, his tone was chillingly calm, and he even laughed somewhere, but those eyes were like a black hole, like a vortex leading to another world, sucking away all his human qualities. temperature.As the story progresses, the Red Mask gradually transforms into a spiteful beast.
Wu Yan knew that the eldest brother's acting skills had surpassed the boundary between truth and falsehood. If he hadn't heard about his childhood from sister Xiong, otherwise he would have thought that his childhood had been miserable.He remembered that the first time he met his elder brother, he was caught by director Zhou, and he talked about being beaten by his father with a stick when he was young, until he passed out.At that time, Wu Yan still felt a little sympathetic, but thinking about it now, the purpose of the elder brother's words at that time was probably the same as the story told by the red mask in the movie - it was just a tactic.
When the camera gave a panoramic view just now, Wu Yan clearly noticed that the red mask's foot stepped on the pistol that Zhang Jiaju had put on the ground just now, and quietly moved to the rear.At the same time, the red mask was pulling Zhang Jiaju's hair with one hand, while the other hand was hanging half-closed by his side.He knew Big Brother, it was a gesture of holding something in his hand.
Fortunately, the book that the eldest brother held in his hand was not a knife... Wu Yan sighed with emotion.
On the screen, the confrontation between Zhang Jiaju and the red mask is still going on.
The red mask let go of Zhang Jiaju's hair, slowly stepped back a few steps, and walked around Zhang Jiaju.
"Do you think you're a good cop?" Red Mask asked.
"Yes." Zhang Jiaju answered with a clear conscience.
The red mask continued to ask: "So, if I say that someone has committed a greater crime than me, will you arrest him?"
Zhang Jiaju's eyes drooped: "If it is found out to be true, I will."
"Even if that person is a policeman?" The red mask stopped.
"..." Zhang Jiaju stopped talking.
The red mask pointed to the second floor.Zhang Jiaju's heart tightened, thinking that another colleague was going to be killed.However, the executioner's yellow mask didn't move, and the gangster with the blue mask walked out. He was holding a computer in his hand and flicked and operated. Then, some projections appeared on the wall behind the hostage police.
"Supervisor Zhao, the capital city, is corrupt. By the way, in the same position, his boss was found to be corrupt five years ago, and he personally arrested him."
Following the words of the red mask, a middle-aged man in casual clothes appeared on the projection screen on the wall. There were piles of cash on the table in front of him, and the amount was considerable.
"Director Huang of City X leaked the details of the operation to the underworld to cover up the crime."
The projection was switched to a video, which showed Director Huang taking off his clothes with two good-looking young girls in a well-decorated room.
"Deputy Director X, sexual assault. After being reported, he was fined three drinks and suspended for half a year. But after three months, he was reinstated. In October last year, he committed another crime..."
Every time the red mask tells what a person has committed, some corresponding pictures or photos appear on the projection on the wall.
"Too many." The red mask stopped talking, and let the projection continue to pick out the moths in the system one by one.He asked Zhang Jiaju: "There are obviously worse people than us in the police, but why do you never arrest them? Have you ever counted how many people are really worthy of the police profession?"
Zhang Jiaju listened expressionlessly, people who have been in the police force for many years will not simply be disturbed by some unproven things.
At this time, the camera cuts to a dimly lit command room.
Some middle-aged people in police uniforms sat at the conference table, looked at the screen on the wall, and followed everything that happened in the factory through the camera on Zhang Jiaju's chest.
Listening to the reports on the wall in the distance.This group of middle-aged people bit their cigarettes and smoked heavily, and the room was filled with smoke.
"Be careful to block the news, don't spread a word."
"Yes."
When the audience saw this, their emotions were once again manipulated by the director.
The original good guy seems to have a stain?And the sure-fire villain seems to be doing something good?
Wu Yan remembered that his elder brother said that it is much more difficult for bad people to do good things than for good people to do bad things.Good people do bad things, which is closer to the instinct revealed by human nature.It doesn’t need to go through careful and long foreshadowing. Sometimes as long as the temptation is just right, a good person can become the person he least wants to be. Fight against your life, from the back to the front, subvert the solid value little by little, once you ruminate your life, it is the beginning of self-abuse.
Of course, the original words of the eldest brother are not like this, but it is almost the same.
Going to the movies again like this, the boundaries between good guys and bad guys start to blur, and a film about the confrontation between good and evil suddenly begins to gain depth.The group of policemen suddenly separated into one side and another side in a three-dimensional way.
in the factory.
The red mask seemed to know the peeing nature of the leaders in the distance, so he looked at the companion on the second floor who was holding a video recorder to record all this.As he said before in front of the surveillance screen, everything that happened today must be recorded and then shown to the police across the country.
"I've almost finished what I want to say and do. There seems to be no need for these hostages to stay." The red mask looked at the kneeling policemen behind him.
"Don't!" Zhang Jiaju quickly blocked the subtext contained in the red mask's words, "Let them go, I beg you to let them go. No matter what the other policemen are, I guarantee that these people are good policemen."
The red mask tilted his head: "I used to be a good boy, but no one would let me go."
Zhang Jiaju knew that the other party would not let them go easily. "How did you let them go?" he asked.
"I heard about the pride of your police force, then..." The red mask's eyes flashed, and he pointed to the ground with his finger, "Kneel down first and let me see."
Zhang Jiaju only hesitated for half a second before choosing to slowly kneel down on the ground.
The red mask was still not satisfied, "Kowtow."
Compared with the lives of his brothers, Zhang Jiaju has given up his personal dignity.He punched his forehead to the ground without hesitation.
At this time, he has long lost the light of a detective.The uniform was already half soaked with sweat, and it was dusty and lost the cleanliness of when he came. There were also dirty marks on his face, and he was in a mess.
The masked bandits laughed wantonly.
"I can feel your sincerity." The red mask thought for a while, and said, "I heard that you are the gun king of the police force and the holder of all shooting records. It just so happens that I am also good at this, and we are like shooting targets."
The audience suddenly tensed up.
At the beginning of the film, the two showed their powerful shooting abilities when they appeared on the stage, and it was fate that there must be a showdown to determine the superiority.
One is [Gun King], and the other is not yet famous.
Zhang Jiaju's eyes lit up with a light called self-confidence.
And the masked gangsters also grinned maliciously.
"Okay," Zhang Jiaju flexed his wrist, and asked Red Mask, "How do you compare?"
"I'll bet you two. If you win, I'll spare the lives of two of them."
Zhang Jiaju immediately said, "I'll bet you four!"
The red mask shook his head, indicating that there will be other game items in a while.
Zhang Jiaju agreed, but he didn't know how to start the shooting competition.Confused, the red mask pointed to the second floor.On the second floor, a female gangster wearing a purple mask came out and sat next to a hostage policeman.Purple Mask took out two balloons from his pocket, blew them up to ten centimeters, tied them, and placed them on the shoulders of himself and the hostage police.This means that these two balloons are the targets that Zhang Jiaju and Red Mask will shoot.
"Boss, don't hit my earrings." Purple Mask coquettishly pampered the boss.
Zhang Jiaju was stunned. More than 95% of the distance between the police and criminals in the exchange of fire occurred in the range of 8 to 10 meters, and rarely exceeded 10 meters. Beyond this distance, it is difficult to hit the target.Pistol shooting training in the police force is usually only practiced at 10-meter targets.At 25 meters, I hit the target with a military pistol, and 8 of the 5 shots hit the target, which is already a master.
And now they are at least 20 meters away from the "target" on the second floor. It is extremely difficult to hit a small balloon.If you don't pay attention, the bullet will hit the "target"'s body or head, or accidentally injure other kneeling policemen.
Red Mask doesn't care much about the possibility of accidentally injuring his companions, or rather, this is the excitement he wants.
He handed Zhang Jiaju a pistol seized from the hostage police.In order to show the fairness of the game, when they compete, they will use the same gun.
"You go first." The red mask asked Zhang Jiaju to start first.
Zhang Jiaju seemed to know that no amount of protest would be futile.He could only try his best to adjust his state and save his brother.
Zhang Jiaju raised his gun and pointed it at the kneeling brother on the second floor.
The red mask on the side looked at him with arms folded.
The masked gangster enjoyed the game leisurely.
Purple Mask looked at his lover with eyes full of admiration.
Several hostage policemen who were still conscious, with hopeful eyes, vomited blood and prayed for Zhang Jiaju's victory.
The middle-aged people in the meeting room silently waited for the result of the game in the smoke.
These people are all the witnesses of this game.
The screen switched back and forth, the editing was very fragmented, and the speed was getting faster and faster, just like Zhang Jiaju's heartbeat was constantly accelerating at this time.
Every gasp of Zhang Jiaju weighed heavily on the hearts of the audience.Looking at the sweaty Zhang Jiaju, they also sweated nervously from their palms and backs, praying that Zhang Jiaju could hit the target.
When emotions accumulate to a certain moment——
"boom!"
Zhang Jiaju shot.
The bullet flew to the second floor, heading towards the balloon.pity.
The bullet blasted a hole in the wall behind it at a height of thirty centimeters from the balloon.
The balloon around the neck of the hostage policeman was intact.
Zhang Jiaju panted heavily, as if the shot just now had exhausted all his strength.However, the result did not satisfy him.
He was reflecting on the mistakes and details of the shot just now, when the red mask at the side came, took the gun in his hand, raised the gun, aimed, adjusted his breathing, and fired, all in one go.
"Bang!" "Poof."
The balloon on Purple Mask's shoulder exploded.
It was Red Mask who won.
The gangsters cheered and shouted: "What [Gun King] is at this level?", "If he is the Gun King, the boss is the [King of Gun King]!"
The purple mask was not surprised by the result, stood up and happily blew a kiss to the red mask.
Zhang Jiaju was defeated, and the result was that the two hostages were executed on the spot.
"No!" Zhang Jiaju shouted in vain.There was no gun in hand at this time.There was nothing deterring about his words.
"boom!"
"boom!"
Two shots.
The two bodies fell to the ground.
Zhang Jiaju fell to his knees in pain, with his mouth open, unable to yell out a single syllable as if he was speechless.Saliva dripped out unconsciously, making him even more embarrassed.
And the red mask stood by, condescendingly watching Zhang Jiaju howling like a bereaved dog.After taking a deep breath, the excitement of defeating a powerful enemy just now quickly disappeared and returned to calm.
"Are you still playing?" Red Mask asked Zhang Jiaju.
"Play!" Zhang Jiaju wiped his saliva and tears, stood up with red eyes.
"Play something different this time." The red mask said, "I heard that you are still the fighting coach of the Beijing Police Force?"
This is better than fighting.
"The one whose back falls first loses. This time bet four." Red Mask said.
Zhang Jiaju agreed.
This time it is no longer the red mask.
"I'm coming!" The green mask stood up fiercely, stepped on the railing from a height of seven or eight meters and jumped to the ground with a few bangs.
The red mask shouted "Start", and Zhang Jiaju fought with the green mask.
Zhang Jiaju is worthy of the name of the head coach, his moves are simple, experienced, and he has the style of a general with his punches and kicks.And the green mask is superior in being young, full of physical fitness, big and strong, strong in resisting blows, and good at falling.For a while, the two were evenly matched.
The audience watched this fight scene, and slowly felt that it was different from the action movies they had seen before.
Usually everyone is used to watching action movies in which the pros and cons are proficient in a certain kind of boxing. Suddenly seeing this kind of "simple" fighting scene feels quite fresh.
In Chuanwu action movies, everyone fights very well, with punches and kicks dancing with rhythm, you punch, I block, I kick, you dodge.All the fists and feet that hit people seem to be just scratching an itch, and one move to control the enemy exists between fighting minions.The outcome has already been spoiled in the action design, the one with more good-looking actions will be the one who wins in the end.This kind of play is beautiful, but if you watch too much, you will get tired easily.
However, the green mask and Zhang Jiaju in front of them each have their own rhythm, and the frequency of offensive and defensive transitions is extremely high. Occasionally, the two attack or defend at the same time.Those punches to the face and body will make people grit their teeth, make people dazed, scratch the opponent's skin, and even make people angry, thus increasing the strength of punching and changing the rhythm.The outcome is hard to predict, anyone may win with one move in the next moment.
The audience's blood spurted, as if they were watching a real fighting sparring.
Wu Yan knew that this was probably one of the changes that the eldest brother brought to the movie.When my eldest brother worked part-time on the crew of "Black Dragon", he hated the action movies on the market. There was no "pain" when fighting, and it looked very boring.
With the improvement of the big brother, the fight scene in front of me is indeed much more real.
The fight does not last long without you coming and going, and the timing of victory or defeat is often in an instant.
The green mask took two hard punches with his chin, and the mask was skewed, blocking his sight.Zhang Jiaju hesitated for a moment, as if he was thinking whether to continue to pursue the victory, or take the opportunity to take off the mask so that the opponent's true face can be captured by the camera.Just as he was hesitating, the green mask rushed straight over, closed his eyes to complete a set of movements, and hugged Zhang Jiaju hard.
Zhang Jiaju was thrown on the concrete floor, like a fish fell on the chopping board, he moaned and twisted slowly, without any strength left in his body.
Amidst the cheers of the masks, the red mask looked down at Zhang Jiaju: "You lost again."
Hook your fingers.
"Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!"
Four shots were fired.Four bodies fell to the ground.
Zhang Jiaju lay on the ground with his face buried in his arms, his shoulders trembling slightly.I don't know if it's because the pain has not been relieved, or because I'm sad because I lost four more brothers.
"There is one last game, bet eight, all the lives of the hostages. Come on, Detective Zhang, if you lose again, you won't be able to save any of them." Red Mask said.
This sentence reminded Zhang Jiaju that it was not time to give up.He got up slowly.His face and body were covered with dust.
"Competition!" Zhang Jiaju seemed to be going all out.
The red mask snapped his fingers upstairs.
The blue mask in charge of computer technology saluted, then fiddled and tinkered, and the report was completed.
Zhang Jiaju didn't know what they were doing.
The red mask explained: "It's just blocking the signal of this place. I'm worried that the people in your camera will hear the rules and help you cheat."
Zhang Jiaju didn't understand.
The red mask then said the rules of the last game: "Now outside this factory, the support you have been waiting for will come in immediately. I heard that you are still a good negotiator. Then, in the next few minutes, you can try to use Open your mouth and save your brothers' lives."
The red mask was talking here, and several other masked bandits began to change clothes for the remaining hostage policemen, fixed them to the railing with ropes, and tied their guns to their wrists.Finally, put masks of different colors on them.
Zhang Jiaju understood the content of the game, and his body began to tremble uncontrollably.
The audience also understood.The masked bandits dressed up the hostage policemen as bandits. After the reinforcements came in, they saw eight suspicious figures wearing masks holding guns in their hands. If they asked them to surrender or not, and if they asked them to put down their guns, then the police would absolutely It was a shuttle bullet that greeted the past.
"It's up to you how long they survive." The red mask patted Zhang Jiaju on the shoulder, and then left through the passage.
Zhang Jiaju couldn't care less about leaving the bandits behind.Clutching his aching body, he staggered to the second floor, preparing to take off the masks of his brothers and the gun in his hand before the support entered the field.
However, he was only halfway through the climb when the support behind him came out of the maze.The well-trained special police officers quickly identified the "enemy" and put them on alert.
Zhang Jiaju was about to yell to stop them, when suddenly, the recording left by the gangsters came out from the stereo: 【I want to play a game with you. 】
Zhang Jiaju's voice could not be heard even a meter from the recording that resounded through the factory.All he could do was wave his hands to tell the SWAT police not to shoot.
However, Zhang Jiaju was stunned by the next sentence in the recording.
[Let's compare guns.I will kill Zhang Jiaju, you will kill us.See if your bullets are faster or mine. 】
In such words, Zhang Jiaju's waving hands did not seem to say "don't shoot", but said, "I am here, save me."
Amidst the buzzing recordings, the special police nervously hid behind the bunker, pointing their guns at the "bandits" on the second floor.One of the special police officers was making the final call, asking the gangsters to put down their weapons and surrender immediately.But the wobbly "bandits" on the second floor just held their guns stubbornly.
The blood in Zhang Jiaju's body was almost cold and no longer circulated.He turned around in a daze and looked at the hostage police not far in front of him.
He clearly saw that the half-awake young policeman with blood dripping from the corner of his mouth and wearing a red mask was his partner, his girlfriend's brother, and his future brother-in-law.
"Xiaoguang..." Zhang Jiaju's lips trembled.
"Brother Jiaju..." The young partner was half-awake, and it seemed that there was a special pain somewhere in his body, or everything that happened today made him feel scared. He weakly opened his teary eyes, helpless Looking at Zhang Jiaju intently, he murmured: "Brother-in-law..."
In Zhang Jiaju's eyes, at this moment, the world seemed to lose all sound.
【boom! 】【boom! 】【boom! 】……
"Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!"...
A pre-recorded gunshot came from the stereo.
The special police also fired together, hitting the eight "masked bandits".
The eight "masked bandits" were shot one after another, shaking, and hanging crookedly on the railing.
Amidst the fierce gunfire, Zhang Jiaju was wounded and screamed like a beast, no one cared...
In today's operation, he and the police failed miserably.
……
The camera came outside the factory.
"The gangster has been subdued." The on-site commander held up the walkie-talkie and listened for a while, then turned around and announced to everyone happily.
The policemen around them secretly celebrated.
However, when everyone was relaxing, a violent explosion suddenly occurred in the factory, and the huge factory collapsed.
Dust rose tens of meters high.
The place was a mess.
"Someone's hurt here!"
"Where's the doctor? Call an ambulance!"
"Save lives, save lives, there are wounded here!"
People were shouting and running.
In the chaos, four doctors and a nurse found a seriously injured policeman and carried him to an ambulance on a stretcher.
In a daze, the seriously injured policeman knew that it was the five medical staff who rescued him.He thanked them: "Thank you, thank you doctor..."
The ambulance started, and drove towards the outside of the blockade at an even speed.
The doctor sitting next to him smiled when he heard the thank you from the seriously injured policeman, bowed his head and said:
"You're welcome. This is what we should do."
The seriously injured policeman nodded lightly, closed his eyes and fell asleep peacefully.
What he didn't see was that the eyes of the doctor who was talking to him were so cold that there was no warmth above the mask.
I'm sorry, I've been dizzy these past few days, and I'm in a bad state, so I thought I'd save a big chapter and post it together.
(End of this chapter)
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