Roaming in the world of film and television

After a short period of dizziness, Lin Yue regained consciousness slowly, and opened his eyes to look at the surrounding environment.

Sunlight poured in through an open shutter and diffused across the desk in front of it, illuminating the documents written in Thai. A photo was pasted in the upper right corner of the paper, and the word Sompa was written in the name column next to it.

Sompa, a craftsman at Sompa Workshop? One of the perpetrators of the Bangkok Chinatown Gold Heist?

According to the plot in the movie, the police found that Sompa was killed in his workshop during the search and arrest operation, and the stolen gold also disappeared.

So what time is it now? Before Sompa's death or after Sompa's death?

If it was Sompa before his death, as long as he found a way to prevent the murder and let the police catch Sompa, it is very likely that the rest of the thieves will be caught.

but……

Could it be that simple? You must know that the system's judgment on the difficulty of the task is ordinary, not heaven.

Lin Yue's eyes lingered on the desk for a while, looking to the right area.

There are certificates of honor hanging on the wall, and books related to criminal investigation are placed on the bookshelf, with trophies and medals tied with ribbons on it, and a bottle of champagne and a bottle of brandy are in the grid below the bookshelf.

His toes were a little on the ground, and the swivel chair turned slightly.

The door is closed, and there is a mirror on the left wall, and beside it is a photo of the main character in a police uniform with an oversized police badge on the brim of his hat, which looks a little funny.

Huang Langdon's office?

He is Huang Langdon, the iron-blooded detective in charge of the gold robbery from the Chinatown Police Department? The unlucky No. 1 Tianzi who has bumped his nose many times in the plot and has not yet become the deputy director?

Squeak.

With the sound of the door opening, a man walked in from outside.

"Are you awake? You were so busy last night, why didn't you sleep a little longer?"

Lin Yue turned his head to look, and was stunned when he saw the person coming.

With a shiny back, well-trimmed sideburns, and a beard tied into a pigtail, the person here is the iron-blooded detective Huang Langdon of the Chinatown Police Department!

So who is he?

Lin Yue's eyes widened.

"So excited to see me?" Huang Langdon walked to the side bookshelf, took out a cigar box from the shelf on the right, pulled out a cigar cap, turned around and lit the lighter at the same time, twirling the cigar in the dark blue flame Swirl gently.

"Do you want one?"

Lin Yue shook his head, as if he hadn't woken up yet.

The tip of the cigar starts to turn black, and a wisp of smoke escapes from the middle.

Huang Langdon put it in his mouth, walked to the open shutters, looked up at the sky at a forty-five degree angle, put his palms together on his hair fixed with hairspray, and took a deep puff on the cigar.

Smoke curled up in the sun, and the pungent smell of bay leaves drifted away.

"Kuntai, that guy with arrears in IQ, what else can he do besides imitating my speech, just now he made a fool of himself in front of the chief. Deputy chief? Hmph, what is he fighting with me for?" Huang Langdeng looked determined to win.

When reporting the progress of the case in the conference room just now, the chief told them that whoever can catch the murderer who killed Songpa and recover the stolen gold is the deputy chief of the Chinatown Police Department.

He has been staring at that seat for a long time, and now the opportunity has finally come, as long as he solves the mysterious case and defeats his deadly rival and competitor Kuntai, he will no longer be the iron-blooded detective, but the iron-blooded director.

Lin Yue didn't speak, and pondered the information revealed in Huang Langdeng's words in his heart.

The conference room reports on the progress of the case; Kun Tai imitates Huang Langdon's speech; the chief says whoever can catch the murderer and recover the gold will be the new deputy chief...

So now is the first day after the discovery of Sompa's death, and it is also the date when the protagonist Qin Feng came to Bangkok.

Feeling almost recovered, Lin Yue left the swivel chair and walked to the mirror on the left, carefully examining the face inside.

Sharp eyes, a sullen face, bright brown hair above the forehead, and a mustache below the lips. There is only one person in "Detective Chinatown" who has these characteristics-Tony.

Huang Langdon's assistant, Tony, is also the fifth robber in the gold robbery in Qin Feng's reasoning.

Damn, it actually crossed over to this person.

He just said that Huang Langdon was unlucky, but the guy he possessed was even more pitiful. According to the plot of the movie, Tony fell into the hands of the gold owner. Did he really throw him into the Chao Phraya River to feed the crocodiles? Not good.

While confirming his identity, past memories quickly flashed in his mind. Perhaps it was because of a similar experience. His complexion was quite normal, except for an occasional flash of pain in the depths of his eyes.

Standing in front of the mirror for a long time, Lin Yue recovered from his absence and let out a long sigh until Huang Langdeng came over and patted him on the shoulder.

After receiving Tony's memory, he confirmed one thing.

Tony was really not the fifth thief. He knew no more about the gold robbery than Huang Langdon. If it wasn't for the investigation, he wouldn't even know who Songpa was, let alone steal the gold.

No wonder the system asked him to enter the movie world to correct Qin Feng's mistakes and find out the real culprit in the golden robbery. It turned out to be an unjust case.

But having said that, why did Tony, who is innocent, get involved with Songpa, and thus was identified by Qin Feng as the fifth thief?

"Handsome, really handsome, 24K pure handsome." Huang Langdon in the mirror trembled his coquettish eyebrows, looking very cheap.

Tony's height is half a head shorter than Huang Langdon's, and he really can't support the scene. It is very similar to the characteristics of the fifth thief in the gold robbery. This is also a reference for Qin Feng to make a judgment.

Lin Yue didn't speak. After the headache became less serious, he turned around and walked to the desk. He took out a few sheets of tissue paper from the paper drawer and stuffed them into Huang Langdon's vest pocket. on."

Huang Langdon froze for a moment, squinted his eyes and said, "Nervous."

Lin Yue ignored him, pushed open the door of the office and walked outside. The nearby policeman glanced at him and then lowered his head to continue working. There was a busy atmosphere in the air.

The people in the Chinatown Police Department are basically divided into two factions, one headed by Huang Langdon and the other headed by Kun Tai. The two groups have never stopped fighting openly and secretly in their daily work. Now there is a big case in Chinatown involving the ownership of the deputy chief. Everyone is holding back their energy to defeat their opponents and win the awards and favor of their superiors.

He walked a few steps forward, when he suddenly heard a familiar ringtone, he took out his cell phone and checked, it was the chief calling.

"Tony, is there anything going on now? If not, come to my office."

"Okay, Chief."

Lin Yue put the phone back in his pocket, left the hall where the police officers were busy working, and walked to the chief's office on the third floor.

When he came outside the room, he raised his hand and knocked on the door.

Boom boom boom.

"Come in." A dignified voice came from the door.

Lin Yue pushed open the door and walked into the room. The big guy was sitting behind the desk, with a white coffee cup on his right hand, with wisps of hot air bubbling from the rim of the cup.