I cut reality into a movie

Romeng suffered the disadvantage of the enemy being in the dark and himself being in the light, and he exposed himself with just one sentence.

[I know who you are?Dear Prisoner, Hitman, Cop, Undercover, Mr. Mayor. 】

Seeing the chat text sent by the other party again, Romon felt his back tense instantly.

He never thought that besides Tifa, there would be other people in this world who knew all the things he had done. How should I describe this feeling of being discovered by unknown strangers...

A little exciting.

Romon licked his lips, tapped the keyboard, and said: [Prisoner, killer, policeman, undercover agent, mayor, those are all me, but they are not me. I don't know where you found me, but I can be sure, You don't know the real me, or you wouldn't need to hack Tifa's personal device. 】

【I will find you, just like a cat always catches a mouse. 】Sequence Five directly challenged Romon.

[Hahaha, there are too many people in this world who want to catch me, I don't mind if there is another hacker in this group of people. 】

The text under the Romon keyboard looks leisurely, as if it doesn't care.

But in reality, Romon shook his head and complained helplessly: "This is really being entangled by a troublesome guy. I originally wanted to shoot "A Game of Cat and Mouse", but now it seems that I am going to become a real cat." Mouse game."

[Then let us wait and see. 】

After issuing the last statement, Sequence Five immediately ended the call.

Her body couldn't bear it any longer. Such an extremely high-intensity network attack and defense battle was quite a test for the energy of normal human beings.

With a flushed face, Sequence Five picked up the cold coffee on the table, sipped and said with a smile:

"Mr. Fox, you have to be clear that the Internet is just the eyes of reality. On the Internet, you can indeed protect Agent Genfort's intelligence without any dead ends, but in reality, the FBI needs people to operate after all."

"I can stare at Agent Janfort, the best decoy, through the eyes of countless human beings."

"Mr. Fox, I want to see how long your fox tail can hide under this bait."

Chapter 090 Romon: I am an honest person, but I want to restore the movie

"Hehe, do you want to play a real game of cat and mouse with me?"

Looking at the disconnected chat window, Romon nodded with a smile: "Okay, brat, if you think you're really capable, join this game."

For this mysterious hacker who suddenly appeared and was able to connect his five identities, Romon was indeed a little surprised, but only a little surprised.

As a shameless hacker who holds the authority of God, Romon will not affect his life or the filming of the movie because of such a small matter.

After waving his hands and dispersing the temporarily summoned hacker workshop, and returning the living room of the apartment to its original state, Romon stood up and stretched, and then walked leisurely towards his underground warehouse in Queens.

Including this underground warehouse, including the abandoned metallurgical factory above the warehouse, these are the filming locations deliberately selected by Romont, in order to have a real money printing factory for the FBI led by Tifa to investigate.

As for what can be found out, it depends on the subsequent plot arrangement. Anyway, for the current Romon, he must first start the money printing factory.

Standing in front of this transparent glass plate that was three meters long and one and a half meters wide, Romon used long-handled tweezers to piece together all the details needed for a hundred-dollar bill on this glass plate.

Including its 3D anti-counterfeiting thread, including its color-changing ink area, including its light-transmitting floating watermark, including its gravure printing texture.

A new version of a hundred-dollar bill, with all the anti-counterfeiting designs it can have, was perfectly listed by Romon.

Then, the camera cuts.

When Romon appeared in the camera again, he was already wearing a full set of protective clothing, standing in front of a pool filled with chemical solvents, cleaning the completed banknote battery.

Don't ask where the middle process went. If you ask, even Romon himself doesn't know. Anyway, he is only responsible for snapping his fingers.

After finishing the electric board, the next step is to fix the color-changing ink, and fly directly to Australia to use the midsummer weather there to show the passage of time.

Romon painted a car out of thin air on the streets of Melbourne, then showed a surprised expression, rubbed the paint on the car body and said with a silly smile:

"It's really hard to find anywhere, and it doesn't take much effort to get it. I didn't expect the color-changing ink I've been thinking about for a long time, but I found it here."

After filming the color-shifting ink scene, Romon flew to India, where he got a gravure printing press.

As for why they came to India to get the gravure printing machine, first of all, the industry here is relatively developed, and it has its own money printing industry, which allows Romon to 'buy' things.

Secondly, India is one of the few countries in the world where nuclear materials can be stolen and sold. It is relatively realistic to buy gravure printing machines for printing banknotes from here.

It's like collecting stamps. After preparing all the raw materials and equipment needed to print money, Romon has spent a whole year in the camera.

But in reality, he spent less than a week.

Like Tifa, who just finished her sabbatical from her native Wyoming to the FBI headquarters in Washington, DC.

In fact, according to the FBI's regulations, Tifa, as a grassroots agent, does not need to come to the FBI headquarters to sign up.

But didn't Tifa's undercover career have a little accident, such as the sudden death of the liaison officer Sherlock.

After killing the liaison officer, Tifa could only go back to the headquarters building to retrieve the underlying files to prove her identity, and after proving her identity, she also registered at the headquarters by the way, ready to accept a new appointment.

"Tifa Genfort."

"exist!"

"New York-Queens Cross Station, there is a need for a senior detective with experience in violent cases, Ms. Genfort, do you think you can do the job there?"

"I believe in my ability."

Coming out of the FBI headquarters building, Tifa called Romon immediately: "Romon, my vacation is over, and I will go to New York-Queens to work next. How about your progress?"

"Everything is going well, Officer Tifa is ready for the game to start."

Sitting next to the money printing machine, Romon pointed his mobile phone at the coding roller, and let the sound of "clang, clang" printing money be transmitted to Tifa's ears through the microphone.

"Could it be that... you've already started work?"

Listening to the slightly noisy sound of printing money on the other end of the phone, Tifa was very surprised.

She has indeed seen Romon perform miracles too many times, but this time, she built a dollar bill production line from scratch in less than a week. No matter how miraculous the speed is, it is a bit too fast.

"You didn't just grab the ready-made production lines of other counterfeit banknote groups, did you?"

Tifa gave what she thought was a reasonable guess, and as for Romon, he just smiled lightly and put on an appearance of letting you guess: "What will the truth be, Officer Tifa, please open your mind and guess as much as you want. "

Romon's free and easy laughter showed the demeanor of an outsider, but what he was thinking in his heart was: come on, Officer Tifa, I rely on you to make a reasonable price for my whole set of money-printing equipment that snapped my fingers. There is a reason for existence.

"Mr. Romon, according to my long-term interrogation experience, whenever the prisoner pretends to be calm and tells us the police to guess casually, it is when our police's guess is close to the truth."

Listening to Romon's classic answer often given by the prisoners in the interrogation room, Tifa smiled arrogantly and said to himself: "Romon, before the game officially starts, I will give you a little friendly reminder, that is, don't underestimate me Oh~"

"Underestimate? Hahaha."

Luo Meng laughed: "How dare I underestimate you, Officer Tifa. In this world, you are the person who understands me best. Now I worry about it every day. How can I hide from your suspicions?" Track down."

In all fairness, for Tifa's upcoming investigation, Romon's side is really under a little pressure. After all, Tifa knows him too well, and many routines that work for strangers are also placed on Tifa's side, which can easily be self-defeating.

But movies, it is precisely because of the confrontation between pros and cons that the plot is good.

Romon chose Tifa to be his opponent in the cat-and-mouse game because Tifa knew him enough to follow in his criminal footsteps.

Otherwise, if replaced by a purely unfamiliar FBI agent, Romon's cat-and-mouse game could easily turn into a monkey game.

Both parties have expectations for each other.

After Romon hung up Tifa's phone, he glanced at the full-page US dollar bill printed on the table that hadn't been cut yet, adjusted his expression instantly, and entered the performance state.

His face was full of excitement, and his eyes were full of enthusiasm. He leaned down slightly, leaned his face intimately on the full-page uncut dollar bill, sniffed hard, and said obsessively in his voice:

"Ah~~~ the smell of money!"

"The most perfect taste in this world."

After the performance, Romon stood up holding the banknotes. However, the moment he straightened his body, the full-page US dollar bills under his hand had been cut and turned into serious US dollar bills that could be consumed.

"How do I spend the money next?"

"Do wholesale directly like in "Wu Shuang"? Sell counterfeit banknotes to gangsters at a low price... No, no, no! That's too safe and proper, and it's not easy for the FBI to find out."

"What's more, the male protagonist I played is a talented but inexperienced counterfeiter newcomer. He is not the heir of a senior counterfeit family, so he can't be full of strength right away."

"And according to the hero's self-confident personality, after making counterfeit banknotes, he will definitely take the counterfeit banknotes to the streets to spend, in order to gain the joy of successful counterfeiting."

"It is precisely because of this confident and reckless behavior that the male protagonist will be targeted by the FBI, and he will start his fugitive career and enter the formal cat-and-mouse game stage."

After thinking about the plot of the following story, Romon grabbed a stack of fake dollar bills from the table, but he didn't rush to go out of the house, but snapped his fingers to create a walk-in cloakroom out of thin air, and seriously Really pick out the suit.

This is also part of the hero's design: a real genius liar who can teach himself without a teacher.

Standing in front of the full-length mirror in the cloakroom, Romon carefully adjusted the bow tie around his neck, and said with a soft smile:

"In the United States, there are only two kinds of people who spend large amounts of cash, one is a drug dealer, and the other is also a drug dealer."

"However, compared to the former kind of drug dealer who is full of Fuck, which is disgusting, the latter kind of drug dealer will pretend to be a Wall Street elite, speak a pretentious British accent, and make people ignore the large dollar bills in your hand. "

"What I want to do is the latter type of person, not to mention that I am a Wall Street elite, but I have just been kicked out."

At the same time as the voice fell, Romon straightened his bow tie, and then the camera turned, and Romon appeared in a high-end bar opened by a local gangster.

There is no loud electronic music in the usual gangster bars. In this high-end bar with black glass as the main decoration material, there are only live jazz bands and New York white-collar workers talking in low voices.

Pulling the sides of the neckline to make the suit on his body more straight, Romon walked to the bar with delicate and steady steps, pressed a hundred dollar bill on the stage, and faced the blond waiter behind the stage, with a British accent and said:

"A martini, beautiful lady."

Originally, the blond waiter had to be wary of the brand new hundred-dollar bill on the bar.

But looking at the big-name suit on Romon's body and the elegant and kind smile on his face, all the blond waiter could think about was whether this Asian Kaizi could fish for a while. As for the banknotes on the table, she just casually Check it out and throw it in the cash register.

"Sir, do you need anything extra for your martini?"

Using the long and slender fingers painted with golden nail polish, he pressed the returned money on the bar, and the blond waiter deliberately bent down and showed Romon the high fake breasts.

This chest.

I'm afraid that two catties of silica gel was stuffed in it, which is too much.

Romon has been wandering in the dark world for many years, and he has long been accustomed to this level of provocation, but he is not interested, which does not mean that his small audience is not interested.

After mobilizing the virtual camera and taking a close-up of the artificial beauty from head to toe, Romon pretended not to see the other party's hint, and smiled softly:

"Three parts Gordon's gin, one part vodka, one half part vermouth, shake with ice, and a small slice of lemon at the end."

"Very tasteful way to drink."

After praising the martini drinking method proposed by Romon, the blond waiter skillfully manipulated the bartender, and gave Romon a very close-up bartending performance with dance elements.

How should I put it, the performance is really dazzling, and it definitely meets the taste of his young audience.

"Your wine, sir."

Pushing the base of the goblet, the blond waiter presented the wine to Romon, and Romon did not disappoint her performance, and directly took a pinch with his right hand, and a rose made of hundred-dollar bills appeared in his hand.

"To you, ma'am, and your impeccable performance."

From the volume of the flower, the blond waiter could roughly tell that this rose was worth at least five hundred dollars, plus this ingenious paper rose shape.

The blond waiter got it.

"Sir, you really know how to make girls happy!"

Instead of picking up the rose, she covered the back of Romon's hand with her palm, conveying the heat and lust of her palm to the man in front of her.

"Then will this beautiful lady in front of me be happy?"

"I believe tonight will be the best night of my life."

At this point, the ambiguous scene ends.

In fact, Luo Meng didn't have any special pursuit of this kind of scene where men and women love each other. It's just that in the original "Cat and Mouse Game", the male protagonist is such a humanoid self-propelled cannon. Which type.

Therefore, in order to restore the original work, Luo Meng had to shoot some similar ambiguous scenes. As for the complete restoration of real swords and guns, Luo Meng can do it.

But he doesn't intend to do that because he's afraid of indulgence.

In particular, he holds almost unlimited power in his hands. He is afraid that once he relaxes his moral requirements, he will instantly fall into the bottomless abyss and transform into a complete Satanic demon.

Human nature cannot be tested.

Romon is well aware of this.

The phone that had been arranged in advance rang suddenly, and Romon smiled apologetically at the blonde waitress, and left the bar while making a phone call.

Standing on the streets of New York, Romon took a deep breath of the icy night wind, and then looked at another gangster bar.

Tonight... no, it should be his recent job, which is to keep spreading the counterfeit banknotes in his hands, so that the FBI extras led by Tifa have something to check.

A week later, Romon basically completed the dissemination of counterfeit banknotes.

Just when he was about to call Tifa to inform Tifa that the game could start, the stealth camera that he had followed Tifa in advance had captured the scene of Tifa submitting counterfeit banknotes.

New York, Queens, FBI Cross Station.