I cut reality into a movie

But soon, his little audience shut up, because Romon added another post, a post with a video.

Watching the scene of Romon wearing a prison uniform in the video, the audience immediately turned their attitudes 180° and began to praise the scene.

"Fuck, is it real or fake? The foreign prison picture on Lao Luo is not stolen, but actually went to a foreign country to film a movie?"

"Lao Luo, tell the truth, did you buy Japan to win the World Cup and win Germany? You actually have the money to go abroad to film?"

"Gambling dogs will die, but when will the full version be released? After seeing the scene of Lao Luo's imprisonment, I am now very much looking forward to seeing the official work. I want to see how serious Lao Luo is in making movies."

"Please +1 for the full version, Lao Luo hasten to work overtime and make more films! The coins in our hands are already hungry and thirsty!"

With a few pictures of the prison and a promotional video, Romon successfully aroused the interest of his small audience, and judging from the activity of his replies, his fan retention rate is not bad. It can be said that as long as he can "Prison Break" If you shoot it, you will definitely get a good heat.

"Now, the appetite of the audience has already opened up for me, and the next thing is to wait for my Miss Jerusalem to rescue me from the confinement room."

Chapter 007 Without Matilda, Leon Can Be Rejected

The San Francisco Northside bureau is always so lively.

From the moment Tifa pushed open the gate of the police station, her two ears no longer belonged to her, but were occupied by the army of noise.

"Hey! MAN! You are racial violence! It is systematic racial violence against us African Americans! I will expose you on the Internet, and I will definitely expose you on the Internet!"

"How many times have I said that I am gender fluid. From the moment I entered the police station, I was a woman. Now I ask the female police officer to interrogate me! Go away, you stinky man, or I will sue you for indecent assault!"

"Stop using oil! Protect the earth's environment! Stop using oil! Protect the earth's environment!"

Black Lives Matter, LGBT minorities, extreme environmental protection organizations.

These people chanted louder and louder, and the political spectrum became more correct, but the frequency of getting into the game was also higher.

Drugs, rape, robbery, theft, endangering public safety, destroying human heritage.

They have never done anything that is really beneficial to mankind. Instead, they have almost collected all the articles of the criminal law.

"Morning, Louise, there is no normal person in today's situation."

Making a cup of morning coffee in front of the coffee machine, Tifa greeted her colleague at the next station.

"If I were a normal person, I wouldn't be caught in the police station, and let alone these criminals, I feel like I'm going crazy, tortured by the endless cases."

Louise complained, grabbed the biscuit box on the table and handed it to Tifa: "I just baked butter cookies this morning, would you like some?"

"Oh! It's another cookie full of love. It's really a blessing to have a boyfriend who can bake!"

"That's right, the mouth is quite happy, but the weight is full of misfortune."

Louise pinched her increasingly loose and thick thighs, and then stretched out her jealous hand to Tifa, touching her calf all the way to the root of her thigh, feeling the other's perfect leg line, Louise was so sore: " Tifa, to be honest, are you God's illegitimate daughter! Why do you have higher sugar intake than me, but you don't gain weight at all?"

"If you don't want to gain weight, go to exercise~"

Taking Louise's restless hand away, Tifa invited: "Every morning at six o'clock, gather in front of the Art Palace, and I will take you for a morning run."

"No! Thank you. I don't have the word morning run in my life. Besides, I don't want to leave Mike's arms at six o'clock in the morning."

Speaking of her boyfriend, Louise immediately started matching Tifa: "Tifa, seriously, it's time for you to go on a date. You have such a beautiful face, you can't waste it on morning runs every day, can you?"

"Tell me, what kind of man do you like, and I'll introduce you to you!"

Louise asked casually, but the entire police office fell silent instantly.

All the male police officers in the office, regardless of whether they were married or not, whether they had a girlfriend or not, all pricked up their ears, wanting to hear the criteria for choosing a spouse from the most beautiful woman in the bureau.

If it's right, then you'll be able to get close to the water and the platform first.

"Go to work. There are so many cases waiting to be solved. We can't waste taxpayers' money talking about private matters."

Tifa wanted to change the subject, but Louise didn't want to let her go: "Tifa, don't spoil the fun~ just give me a word, and I won't bother you today, or I'll pester you all day Do not believe?"

"Okay~~~ You are really annoying." Tifa smiled and shook her head, giving her criteria for choosing a mate: "I like righteous and responsible people."

"Oh! Tifa, your answer is too cunning. There are just and responsible people. There are many male police officers in our office who have met the standard."

Following Louise's words, the male police officers in the office counted one by one, and all nodded secretly, feeling that they met the standard.

"So I am very happy and honored to work with you all!"

"What about the boyfriend?"

"If his boyfriend is not a prisoner, don't discuss it in the police station!"

A heavy scolding sound interrupted Louise's gossip, and then a round police officer walked over.

When Louise saw this person, she immediately stood up and saluted: "Mr. Thompson! Good morning!"

"Has there been any progress in the monitoring and investigation around Roger's clinic?" Without any nonsense, Thompson directly asked about the case of Roger's clinic.

"Report sir, not yet. We investigated the surveillance video of all the surveillance cameras around Roger's Clinic within seven days, and did not find any suspected vehicles approaching Roger's Clinic."

"There is no suspected vehicle approaching? Could it be that the murderer flew in!"

Thompson complained, and continued to ask: "What about the on-site investigation? Did you find any useful clues in the ruins of Roger's clinic? For example, Dr. Roger's personal computer?"

"Report sir, the on-site investigation is not under my control, but..."

Without giving Louise a chance to explain, Thompson shouted directly: "What I want to hear is the conclusion, not the reason. If you don't know, just ask! Otherwise, what is the police station raising you for?"

"Yes! Sir! I'll ask!"

Louise left with a disheveled face, but when she came back from other investigation teams after inquiring about the progress of the investigation, Thompson left with a disheveled face.

no progress.

Regarding the arson and homicide case at Roger's clinic, the San Francisco North District Bureau has been investigating for so many days, but they have no clue at all.

And it's fine if there is no news of the prisoner. What made Thompson even more angry was that all of Dr. Roger's personal belongings were lost.

His personal computer, his mobile phone, and the operating documents of his clinic were all missing.

At first Thompson was able to comfort himself, because the fire was too big and these things were burned too badly, so it was not easy to find for a while, but as the ruins of the clinic were cleaned up step by step, Thompson could only reluctantly admit that these things were The murderer took it away.

ah!God forbid Roger is the careful bastard who cleans up our emails after every contact!

Praying, Thompson walked towards the office in a daze, watching his leaving back, Louise curled her lips in disdain:

"This guy Thompson didn't care much about the progress of the case before. Why is he so concerned about the matter of Roger's clinic recently? Could it be that there is some ulterior secret between him and Roger?"

It's not just as simple as a secret exchange.

Tifa glanced at the complaining Louise, and added in her heart: The two of them are basically a group, whether it is Thompson or Roger, they are all members of the Gravel Gang.

Through detailed inspection of Roger's personal computer these days, Tifa discovered too many secrets.

Originally, she simply thought that the relationship between Roger and Thompson was a simple bribe-taking relationship, but after reading the emails between the two, she realized that Thompson was simply an eyeliner inserted into the San Francisco Police Department by the Gravel Gang.

Thompson was even involved in the case of Susan being raped and kidney removed by the animal father McDonald. It was he who came forward to negotiate with McDonald and made McDonald deny that he had any connection with the Roger Clinic.

In return, Thompson will destroy some of the evidence against McDonald to help him reduce his sentence in legal trials.

As the saying goes, the more you know, the more trouble you have.

Originally, Tifa was still thinking about handing over Thompson to the Federal Law Enforcement Agency after sorting out the evidence of Thompson's bribery.

But if the Gravel Gang is involved, things can't be done so simply. This large gang, which has been active from the Prohibition era to today, is deeply rooted and has connections with many government officials.

If Tifa blindly handed over the evidence to the Federal Law Enforcement Agency, there is a high probability that what awaited her would not be some kind of justice, but a mentally ill hotshot, an accidental car accident, and the difficult suicide of being shot eight times in the back.

"When the law fails to bring justice to the victim, private revenge is justified and even noble from this moment... It seems that this sentence is correct."

"Tifa, why did you say that again? You won't be fascinated by that murderer just because of such a nonsense?"

Hearing Tifa say the words on the notice board at the scene of the crime again, Louise on the side immediately dissuaded him: "Tifa, I understand that you have a cowboy tradition in the central state, and you like this simple and direct way of talking with guns." style, when encountering injustice, draw a gun to a duel and it’s over.”

"But at the same time, you have to understand that what you say is not the same as what you do. This killer wrote such a high-sounding sentence, but do you know why he took revenge? Maybe it was because the black money was not allocated. Are you moving your hands, or are you simply high on drugs."

"What's more, being able to easily kill a dozen people in Roger's clinic is more like a gang crime than a single person committing a crime. The kind of movie you imagined, in order to help a little girl get revenge, you can single-handedly kill A ruthless killer who killed a gang cannot exist in reality."

"My little princess Tifa, let's be realistic, the dream time should end when you graduate from junior high school."

Louise, but the ruthless killer you mentioned does exist in reality.

Tifa complained in her heart, and she couldn't say anything more to her friends, so she could only say haha, and changed the subject: "OK, Mom Louise, I will definitely control my delusions, now I'm going to Patrol the streets."

"Bye, Tifa, pay attention to safety on the road, I should continue to watch my surveillance camera."

"bye, Louise."

Coming out of the police station, Tifa let out a long breath, and then muttered in a voice that only he could hear: "Since Thompson can't be dealt with through procedures, I have to learn from Romon's method and engage in some private revenge. "

"But before that, I have to deal with what he arranged for me to do."

Tifa lights up the phone interface, and there is a software that looks like a mobile game on it. This is the software that Romon passed to her when eating at Panda Express, and asked her to go to King Street 147 the day after she was imprisoned. No., start after connecting to the WiFi there.

"147 King Street... Is he so assured that I will complete his instructions and become his accomplice?"

Recalling Romon's confident and elegant smile in memory, Tifa slightly raised the corners of her lips, and said with a smile: "It seems that Louise is right, no one can refuse a cold killer who avenged a little girl."

Chapter 008 As I Said, We Will Meet Soon

【Thank you for your help, my dear Miss Jerusalem】

After connecting to the wifi of the residence at No. 147 Shangjin Street and starting the program that Romon gave her on the phone, Tifa received such a thank you text message.

Immediately afterwards, the program on the phone began to delete itself, and within a few seconds, it disappeared from Tifa's phone without a trace.

"This is the end?"

Looking at the restored mobile phone, Tifa, who had no knowledge of hacking, could only blink cutely, then put away the mobile phone, looked at the calm and peaceful residence No. 147 outside the car window, and sighed softly:

"Hacker kid, I hope your ability is worthy of your confidence."

After finishing speaking, Tifa lightly stepped on the accelerator, and drove the police car forward, completely unaware that the moment she drove away, the hacking program that Romon left in the residence at No. 147 King Street had already started up.

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Bay 2 prison, inside the warden's office.

Henry Pope, who is about to celebrate his 50th birthday in November this year, has been working in the prison system since he was 18 years old.

Starting from the grassroots prison guards in public prisons, you will work your way up step by step, to the head of the prison guard, to the head of the district, and finally to the warden of the public prison.

He was 45 years old that year.

Then, he encountered an opportunity to change his destiny. The old warden of Bay No. 2 Private Prison died unexpectedly, and a new and experienced warden was needed to take over.

Seeing better treatment and wages in private prisons, old Henry decisively switched jobs and became the new warden of Gulf No. 2 Prison.

This is five years.

During these five years, he gained the trust of the prison board of directors and successfully came into contact with the real profit point of Bay 2 Prison-drug testing.

I also understood the real reason for the accidental death of the old warden—wanting to make this secret known to the public.

"Old Tom, I'm not talking about you. Can the lives of prisoners be told? Using those social scumbags to conduct drug experiments is obviously to find a new life value for their worthless lives."

"Even if they unfortunately take medicine and die, when they report to God, they can also proudly say that they have made contributions to the medical cause of mankind, instead of just saying to God, the only person I have ever shown my face It’s a violation of the criminal law.”

Suddenly thinking of the old warden who was assassinated, old Henry sighed, and then turned on his entertainment computer while stirring the coffee stick.

It is true that in order to ensure the safety of the prison, the internal systems such as the database, cameras, and electronically controlled doors of Bay No. 2 Prison all use an independent internal network, which is physically isolated from the public network outside the prison.

However, as the warden, Old Henry was somewhat privileged. In his office, besides the work computer connected to the internal network, there was also a recreational computer connected to the public network.

Usually, in order to balance work and entertainment, there are many files that can only be operated on the work computer, and old Henry will be lazy to process them on the entertainment computer.

In his opinion, there is nothing wrong with it. After all, the President of the United States will also bring top-secret documents home, right, as long as no one finds out.

At least old Henry has been working for so many years and has never had any trouble because of this incident.

"Let me see what's on the morning news today."

Reading the Washington Post every morning has been the old Henry's habit for decades, but this habit has changed with the times, from newspapers to web pages.

"Ding dong!"

A crisp electronic notification sound interrupted old Henry who was browsing the news. He looked at the red dot that popped up on the mailbox, opened the mailbox habitually, and then he saw a strange email.

"Shocking Scandal!The promiscuity party of the president's wife was secretly filmed, Americans must not miss it! "

"Heh, what kind of bullshit phishing email, there must be an advertisement link made by some infamous pornographic website."

The smile on his face was tinged with contempt, but the muscles in his hands were extremely honest. Old Henry opened this email with a curious mind of 'what if it's true'.

Unsurprisingly, there was a link in the email. Continue to click on the link, and then old Henry was dumbfounded.