I started out as a criminal, and the police relied on me to solve countless cases.

Chapter 100: Open the whole map, no martial ethics
Any game will become simple mode if the full map cheat is turned on.

But for those who are cheating, the gaming experience instantly becomes hellish.

The general manager's office of Jiuniu Pharmaceutical.

A fat man in his thirties was pacing back and forth in the room, his collar unzipped and his whole body covered in sweat.

He yelled from time to time and seemed to be in a state of panic.

The furnishings in the house were smashed to pieces, with vases and fish tanks scattered all over the floor.

Zhao Youde didn't understand why things took such a sudden turn for the worse.

It was clear that the boiler worker had already surrendered to the Shuangcheng District Police Station yesterday, and the case was about to be closed.

Everything went so smoothly.

Why were the security guards and secretaries suddenly taken under control, and why was he also included in the negotiation notice?

Is the Twin Cities Police Department going crazy? What went wrong?
Zhao Youde asked himself whether he had done that thing secretly enough.

The person who met the gambler boiler worker that year was the company's security manager. Of course, he was still working as a security guard at Harbin Business University at that time, and he was the one who took care of the surveillance.

I never showed up from beginning to end.

He didn't believe that the boiler worker inside would dare to give him up. It was impossible. He wouldn't dare. He should know that if he dared to talk nonsense, he would get his daughter.

The man kept telling himself that it was not a big problem.

The murderer was the boiler worker, the one who destroyed the on-site surveillance was the security guard, and the one who gave false testimony was the female secretary.

I, Zhao Youde, just happened to pass by Harbin Business University and happened to arrive at the downstairs of the girls’ dormitory. I happened to find a bag of body parts and happened to be in a good mood to make a snowman.

What does all this have to do with me?
Why should I be investigated by the police?

I am not guilty!

I am innocent! ! My father is a well-known entrepreneur in Harbin. Our Jiuniu Pharmaceutical is the face of Harbin, providing tens of thousands of jobs and paying billions of taxes every year.

The bulk of the salaries for your Shuangcheng District Police Department come from the taxes our family pays.

Are you crazy? Are you offending the God of Wealth for a few insignificant things?

Didn’t you guys catch the murderer?
I have handed over the murderer to you, but you still want to hold on to him.

The Hanged Office? It's all because of those damned Hanged Offices? You want money, right? Why didn't you say so?!

"Buzz buzz~~"

The man's eyes were red and he was about to start cursing when he picked up the phone.

Hearing the voice on the other end, he softened immediately.

"Dad, don't worry, I didn't kill him! I didn't kill him! You know that, Dad!"

"I just drugged them for fun. It won't hurt anything. It's obviously those bastards who are so ungrateful and deliberately hurt me. They didn't even want money and called the police to arrest me. Dad, I was forced to do this. I was forced, Dad!"

The man's eyes were red.

He was crying and begging non-stop, looking miserable and pitiful.

"Enough! Stop arguing, you're making your dad's head explode. If your brother wasn't paralyzed, I wouldn't care about you! You evil beast! You hire someone to kill you, and then you don't clean up the mess after you're done. Do you really think you're a Bodhisattva?"

The old man's roar was so harsh even through the phone.

He didn't blame his son for being stupid. Who didn't make stupid mistakes when they were young? Didn't he have blood on his hands when he started his business? He was angry that this evil boy was so stupid and had no brains.

There is no such thing as hiring a killer to kill someone. After the job is done, instead of letting the killer get away or disappear, the person is left alive and well.

The old man frowned.
"Did the boilerman have any evidence against you, you bastard?"

How could an old fox like Mr. Zhao not think of this?

Based on his understanding of his son, he knew that he was not the kind of person who would swallow his anger, and he would definitely not leave so many things unsolved and continue to give money to others without resolving the issue.

"What is it? Tell me!" The old man was about to go crazy.

"Yes, yes, it's a photo, Dad. That bastard hid on the roof and took a secret photo."

Zhao Youde knew that he could no longer hide the secret at this time.

"Who would have thought that a country bumpkin who worked as a boiler operator could take a secret photo? But don't worry, Dad. It was taken by an old Nokia. It was far away, and I was wearing a hat and scarf. I've seen the photo, and it's very blurry. You probably can't tell it's me."

Zhao Youde hurried to explain.

"Can't you see the person clearly? Where's the car you're driving?"

Jiang Hanwen planned to complete the filming in two days.

Jiang honestly said that if the crew had not received special training from TVB in Hong Kong, they probably would not have been able to adapt to this shooting rhythm.

Fortunately, the length of the script this time is limited.

The entire film is only about ten minutes long.

As soon as the crew's plane landed, they didn't even go to the hotel and were directly taken to the guesthouse by the task force.

Jiang Hanwen kept explaining the play to the actors.

Although everyone had a copy of the script, it was too late for them to take it home and digest it slowly.

It is estimated that Zhang Songwen is the only veteran actor in the entire crew who is capable of shooting as soon as he gets the script.

The others are still not ready.

"Brother Jiang, it's a waste of talent for a handsome guy like you to play the role of Zhao Youde. He looks too ugly."

Fatty Wang was gnawing on a chicken leg while mumbling, with chicken bones all in front of him.

It's not his fault. From the time the crew received Jiang Hanwen's message to the time they completed assembly, boarded the plane, and landed until now, no one has eaten a single bite. Jiang Hanwen ordered takeout from KFC in advance to fill everyone's stomachs.

"Brother Zhang, half of the pressure of this shoot is on you. No one else can play the role of the boilerman except you."

Jiang Hanwen nodded at Zhang Songwen.

Eighty percent of the script is about Zhao Youde and the boilerman, and Jiang Hanwen cannot play both roles.

This is when veteran actors like Zhang Songwen are needed to save the day.

"Don't worry, Director Jiang. Ever since I saw your corpse-cutting scene, I've been practicing my knife skills. Combined with my years of experience in the kitchen, I've finally learned 10% or 20% of your essence. Haha, this level is more than enough for me to play villains in the film and television industry."

Zhang Songwen's words were not a compliment.

The criminal played by Jiang Hanwen is more than suitable to be used as a video teaching material in any film and television academy, or as a sample film for art examinations.

His knife skills are superb and his extensive arsenal only scratches the surface.

He is not simply ruthless, but a contradiction that combines kindness, madness, vulgarity, violence and cruelty. The character has a rich sense of layering.

Internationally, there are probably only a few people who can portray a murderer so vividly, accurately, and even artistically.

What is even more commendable is Jiang Hanwen's ability to instantly enter the role, switching almost seamlessly from his normal state to criticizing the thugs.

It didn't look like he was acting at all, he could control and release the murderous aura with ease like a master.

Zhang Songwen sincerely admires actors who can play their roles to the extreme.
"That's the end of the play. Everyone, go back and work on the script tonight. Fatty, buy some mutton for the props this time. We'll have a mutton hotpot for everyone after the shoot."

Jiang Hanwen glanced at Zhou Nana and Xiaolu with panda eyes, knowing that everyone was tired and sleepy, and didn't want to delay.

"Put your things down now. I'll take you to the Petersburg Restaurant for an authentic Mao meal. There'll be plenty of hot pot pork tenderloin, grilled chicken, and borscht! After we finish eating, come back and have a good sleep."

After the mobilization was over, Jiang Hanwen sent another message to Lao Zhu.

"In two days, we will be ready to close the net!"

(End of this chapter)