Law Enforcer's Handbook

Luxury suspension cars, villas, famous videos, and Shaw Grant.

These are scenes that only appear in Greylo's dreams, but now they are actually happening in her life.

Shaw Grant actually took her back to his mansion in the villa area. She had a hunch that her identity information would soon be revealed online, and her experience in the fourth district in recent years would also be transparent. The ground was announced in the form of revelations.

"sit down."

When the two came to the living room, Shaw Grant picked out a glass of wine that Graelo had never seen before from the wine cabinet, and poured a glass for himself and her, "Maybe this can help you calm down, now I need you to wake up." Come on, and the next time someone who wants to put you to death comes to your door, confirm his identity."

Greylo felt that her experience at the moment was just like those in those movie scripts.

A case surfaced that alarmed national rescuers, and she was lucky to be the only survivor—a privilege only movie heroines can have.

She is no stranger to the number 23.

The enthusiastic guests I met on the rooftop mentioned this number when they persuaded her.

"The attacker should be someone from your crew."

Shaw Grant gave a hint.

"……why?"

Graelo was a little taken aback. She always felt that the man sitting in front of her knew more about the case than her client. His words and deeds were just like the famous detective August Quinn in "Mysterious Case". Same!
"At the end of Powell's script, the serial killer gets what he deserves, even though the diagnosis revealed he was suffering from a serious mental illness, but after discussion, the law enforcement personnel finally sent this vicious demon to the electric chair."

A happy ending that fits the theme of District [-].

Greylo is very familiar with the script. She managed to get the chance to play the leading actress, but in the end she was told that the film would not be available in theaters, and their efforts over the past few months would be in vain.

"But Powell has another open-ended ending."

"...Another ending?"

Greylo was stunned. As a member of the crew, she had never heard of this story having a hidden ending. She admitted that she lost control of her emotions after hearing that the film could not be put on the screen. She was angry before all the filming was officially completed. left the crew.

"One night after the serial killer was executed, the heroine in the play woke up from the hotel, and some strange movements outside the door caught her attention. Just when she wanted to check the source of the movements, she was already dead. The serial killer suddenly broke in and chased her all the way to the rooftop, and the final scene ended with the heroine falling to her death."

The typical reverse ending echoes the heroine in the first act who witnessed the whole process of the serial killer's murder because she heard the noise outside the hotel, and at the same time gives the audience room for open discussion.

The serial killer finally managed to escape the sanction, or maybe the heroine suffered from severe mental illness in a state of long-term fear, and eventually fell to her death.

In the fourth district, this kind of narrative technique is not uncommon, and a similar ending was used as early as in the movie "The Call".

Shaw Grant said, "In other words, if you follow the true ending of the script, you, as the heroine, will eventually die by falling from a building."

"I don't understand what you mean. What you just said is the content of the script."

"Now, the story in the script is refracted into reality. The 23 people before you all had the same experience. Although they played different roles in the script, they all involved the scene of falling from a building. Finally, they really fell from the roof of their residence one night."

Shaw Grant said, "There must be some kind of connection here, and the attacker probably participated in the filming of these 23 crews."

For a moment, Grey's hair stood on end, and her nails were embedded in the flesh of her leg in fear. She hoped to use the pain to force herself to calm down.

But when she thought that before she met her, the other party had already killed at least 23 people, a creepy feeling filled her heart.

This is not a story that happened in a fictional script, but a serial killer is really eyeing her, and it is very likely to attack her again.

"This is the problem. I investigated the composition of the 23 film crews, but I didn't find any suspects who met the above conditions. Therefore, I need you to help me recall whether I have encountered any suspicious people during your filming."

Grelo looked at the clear liquid in the glass and drank it down in one gulp.

The hot stimuli surged all over her body along the taste buds, and her consciousness became a little hazy.

In the past, she always avoided drinking. God knows what those people would mix in the wine. If she was not careful, she would find herself in the hotel room with disheveled clothes when she woke up the next day.

This also belongs to the characteristics of the fourth district.

But now, she feels that this hazy feeling may help her recall some details that she is easy to miss.

She closed her eyes and thought of the moment when Powell found himself and told her that she had been cast as the leading lady.

That was probably the beginning of this nightmare.

"...there was a cleaner who looked to be in his early 50s."

After an unknown amount of time, she opened her eyes and said, "He is very interested in filming, and he often discusses scripts with Powell during his breaks."

"The cleaner..."

Hearing this, Shaw Grant suddenly realized.

In the fourth district, cleaners are often temporary personnel, and they are not even recorded in the crew list. Especially for a little-known director like Powell, the division of labor within the crew is also extremely irregular.

In fact, he had also suspected these miscellaneous logistics personnel, but most of them would not leave their names.

But at least it was a groundbreaking lead that gave his investigation another way to move forward.

If it is true that the cleaners always talk to Powell about scripts as Grello said, then he should be extremely impressed, and when he finds the cleaner himself, he will have the means to make him tell the truth.

"I will find out the person you mentioned. Before that... There are guest rooms and disposable toiletries on the second floor. You have encountered a lot of things today. You should be exhausted. Go and have a rest. Here you are It's safe for now."

"Mr. Shaw Grant, may I ask you a question?"

Before going to the second floor, Ge Leiluo suddenly summoned up her courage and said.

"Just ask."

"Why are you so interested in this case?"

National-level rescuers of Shaw Grant's level, their lives would not have intersected.

She imagined that maybe among the 23 dead, some of them had special meaning to him.

"why?"

Shaw Grant looked Grelo directly in the eyes, "Because I am a rescuer, this is my job."

I have been busy in the past few days, and the number of updates has decreased, sorry

Little Theater IX of its 170:

On a certain day of a certain year, a certain month, Tuesday, morning.

Lu Xiang is the toughest opponent Song Lan has ever encountered. During the long-term battle of wits and courage, she has used both soft and hard tactics to the extreme, and her tactics are so varied that even Song Lan, who is known as a "smart general", is often manipulated.

Just like yesterday, her rhetorical question directly led to her negotiating plan being strangled in the cradle.

But Song Lan is not a vegetarian either.

Having learned his lesson, he didn't bring anything with him when he went out today, and came to the department empty-handed.

As long as he has no "goods" on him, there is no possibility of being blacked out.

This is his silent protest.

As a person with a head and a face on the "road", how could he suffer such a dumb loss like this?
Ten minutes had passed since the lunch break, and Lu Xiang really called him.

"I started my lunch break."

As soon as the call was connected, Lu Xiang hinted to him, "I'm alone in the office now."

Song Lan sat on the office chair, crossed his legs, and said the speech he had prepared, "Lao Lu, our department has a meeting today, so we won't go through it."

The dumbbird is in a mood again.

The corners of Lu Xiang's mouth on the other end of the phone raised slightly. This rhetoric was full of loopholes. First of all, it was impossible for Song Lan to work overtime during lunch break.

However, she had already predicted Song Lan's prediction.

"Baby~"

She cleared her throat, and said in a tone so sweet that Song Lan's scalp tingled, "I'm hungry, I'm hungry."

"Dismiss!"

After a while, Song Lan's pretentious voice came from the other end of the phone, "Just wait, I'll be there in a while."