American Wealth System

Today is the shooting day for the first scene of "Jerome Valesca", who Carl will play, and he arrived on the set very early.

Still wearing the dark red suit, when Karl walked into the studio, director Danny quickly greeted him.

"Oh! Our Jerome, go and get ready. The first scene today is your appearance." Danny said excitedly, when he saw Karl walking in, his black half-long hair meticulously combed behind his head.

, as if seeing his crazy look that day, "However, you may want to cut your hair shorter. You know, Jerome should be a complete madman, and short hair can make him look sharper."

Danny looked at Carl's long hair and made some suggestions. Naturally, Carl would not object. In fact, he felt the same way. When he entered clown mode, his hair would always fall down to cover his eyes. "

Of course, I can't wait." Carl said with a sly smile.

Danny then talked about some of the character requirements and the effects he wanted to achieve in terms of appearance. Karl also put forward his own opinions. He hoped that this would be an attractive character, but of course the premise was that it was crazy enough.

In fact, "Jerome" does not appear many times, but every time he appears, he is accompanied by madness and death. He is one of the few inhuman characters in this drama. Every scene is full of tension, and the director also gave Carl

Room for free play.

In the dressing room, Catherine, who was in charge of styling, cut Karl's hair short and put on a very ordinary shirt, jeans, and an old woolen jacket.

"You look like a poor cookie." Catherine observed Karl after changing his clothes and said, "Oh no, don't look at me like that, I can't help but give you a big hug boy.

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"I just want to say thank you, Catherine." Karl deliberately looked at Catherine with a pitiful look, and achieved good results.

Then the filming started.

In this scene, the death of the snake dancer in the circus caused everyone in the circus to be taken to the police station for investigation. Among them was the eighteen-year-old boy "Jerome Valeska" who was grieving because of his mother's death.

Entered Gordon's sight.

The boy was very sad and cried bitterly in front of Gordon several times, but Gordon's intuition told him that this incident must have something to do with the boy.

Then things took a turn for the worse. Gordon suddenly grasped the key to the matter and called the boy and the blind old man, the key figure who suddenly appeared, to the police station.

[Police station, interrogation room]

Gordon pointed out to the blind old man that these riddles were all lies. You already knew who killed the snake girl. You made up these stories just to protect one person, that person was the boy.

At this point, the boy in question was also brought in.

Gordon told the boy who came in later that he speculated that the boy had killed his mother on the mountain. Afterwards, the blind old man helped the boy dispose of the murder weapon and left the mark of Satanism on it, thinking that this would deceive others.

He also pointed out that there was only one reason why the blind old man protected the boy, and that was that the blind old man was the boy’s father!

The boy, who had been acting helpless and pitiful, instantly collapsed and asked with red eyes. He could not accept that the blind old man was actually his father.

Gordon: Do you know why I called you here?

Boy: Have you found out who killed my mother?

Gordon: You killed your mother, Jerome.

Jerome:Me?

Jerome looked a little confused and dazed, as if he had heard something he didn't understand.

Gordon: You killed her on the mountain and Mr. Cicero told you to clean it up at his trailer. He told you to put a satanic mark on your hatchet and throw it off the bridge.

Facing the boy's red eyes, Gordon pressed forward step by step.

Jerome: Officer, this is ridiculous and outrageous.

Gordon looked at the two of them calmly: That's the truth, but I don't know why this person took such a risk to help you. I think he is your father.

Jerome was stunned for a moment, then laughed and said: You are talking nonsense, my father is a captain.

Gordon looked back at his girlfriend standing behind him, then turned back and said to Cicero: Did I make a mistake? Mr. Cicero.

Cicero: Wrong.

Jerome immediately denied: he was a captain, his name was Sven Carlson, and he died at sea.

Gordon: What's the name of that ship?

Jerome was clearly at a loss: he had worked on many ships...

Gordon was reluctant: Where was the ship that sank with him?

(silence--)

Jerome: She didn't say that.

Gordon had already confirmed what he was thinking: We can do a blood test to confirm, and we can get accurate results within an hour, right, Dr. Tompkins?

Gordon's girlfriend who was suddenly asked: Yes.

Gordon again targeted Jerome: Don't get that shot.

At this time, Cicero suddenly said with a painful expression: I really hate acupuncture.

After Jerome looked over in surprise, Cicero continued: I'm sorry, Jerome.

Jerome asked in disbelief: What are you talking about?

Cicero: He is right, I am your father.

Jerome: No you are not, why do you say that.

Cicero: You must have your suspicions too.

Jerome: You are not my father, and my mother would never...

Cicero interrupted Jerome: Your mother was a cold woman, and she was often mean to me, but she loved me, and in her own way, she loved you too, so she made up a story for you.

A better father.

Cicero seemed very emotional as he spoke at this time. He gently touched Jerome with his hand, and his gray eyes seemed to see the happy days.

Jerome cried bitterly after hearing all this, as if he couldn't bear such a shocking blow. Even doctors Gordon and Tompkins, who had always had a tough attitude, felt sad after seeing Jerome's sad performance.

Unable to bear it, he turned his head.

But at this moment, a huge change occurred!

Gordon's eyes widened in shock, and the softness that first appeared in his eyes turned into disbelief.

Opposite him, the expression of Jerome, who was wailing and crying, gradually became weird, and his cry turned into hoarse laughter! Those dark eyes were no longer innocent and pitiful, but became evil and crazy, raised excessively.

The corner of his mouth was like a huge crack on his face, dripping with blood as if he wanted to choose someone to eat!

Jerome continued to laugh, no longer caring about the shocked Gordon.

Jerome looked at Cicero: My mother is a cold-blooded bitch. She has never loved anyone. She will never touch a pathetic old pervert like you.

Cicero ignored the viciousness in his words and tried to get Jerome to admit the fact: Do you think I am so kind to you all these years? If I were not your father, how could I know what you did?

After such a thing, I still help you like that?!

When Jerome heard this, he curled his lips strangely as if he had heard a joke, as if the pain and sorrow just now were from another person. There was a strange madness in his whole person, and Gordon could only freeze on the spot.

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As if he still didn't think it was interesting enough, Jerome's expression changed and he looked at Gordon innocently.

Jerome: That's so funny.

As if he was amused by himself, Jerome watched everyone present start laughing crazily, and the laughter seemed to be a combination of all evil madness.

Jerome: Looks like that bitch really shocked me.

Gordon: Why did you kill your mother, Jerome.

Jerome: You know what a mother is, she just keeps pushing me, and I thought, OK, Mom, go ahead and be your bitch, be a drunkard whore, but don’t be a nag.

You blabbering drunkard bitch, do you understand? Don't come here and yell at me to wash the dishes, while you've been clowning in the next room!

Jerome's tone gradually became louder and louder, until the last word was almost a roar. In the interrogation room where no one else said a word, it was like a knife cutting through the silent air. The smell of blood that hit his face was almost nauseating.

After a few seconds of silence, Jerome said provocatively: Do you understand?!

More crazy laughter followed.