The Murderer Acted So Well, The Special Police Asked Me How Many Years I Had Squatted

Listening to the noisy voice on the other end of the phone, Li Si was expressionless, but her breathing gradually slowed down.

Be quiet, be quiet again.

It was like turning on a certain switch, his temperament became elegant and calm, he turned on the hands-free, and found paper and pen from the shelf.

"Don't be nervous, can you hear me clearly?"

Li Si spread out the white paper slowly, speaking in a lower voice than usual, with a slightly hoarse texture.

"I can hear you! Brother Li, come quickly..."

Just by listening to the sound, Li Si can imagine Liu Jinsheng nodding like a chicken pecking rice.

He tapped the tabletop with the tip of his pen.

"Don't panic."

Li Si said calmly: "From now on, I ask, you answer, don't talk nonsense."

The composure in Li Si's words seemed to calm Liu Jinsheng down, and he fell silent, waiting for Li Si to speak.

"Very well, first question. Are you restrained by ropes, shackles, chains, or other such things. Just answer yes, or no."

Liu Jinsheng quickly replied: "No."

His voice was a little strange.

Li Si made a note on the paper: "Is the mobile phone under your control now? Yes, or no."

"no."

"From now on, I want you to do as I say." Li Si stroked heavily on the paper with a pen.

"First of all, turn on the GPS positioning function of the mobile phone, do you know how to do it?"

This time, Liu Jinsheng hesitated when he answered: "Yes."

Li Si frowned:

"I'm trying to save you, don't waste time."

"There are other people around you, right? Just pick one and tell me his physical characteristics, but don't say stupid things like [he looks very ordinary]."

Li Si heard low laughter from the background sound, and their conversation seemed to be being monitored.

Perhaps, the content of the exchange between the two has all fallen into the ears of the cultists.

This was also expected, Li Si's expression remained unchanged, but he just urged:

"Quickly, choose someone with characteristics as much as possible."

"Yes, there are characteristics? I know."

Liu Jinsheng's tone was dignified, and after a few seconds, he began to describe to Li Si:

"The one closest to me is a fat man, about 1.71 meters tall, with a face that looks like a wax gourd."

"He has a dark complexion and a mole under his left eye. By the way, this man also has bad breath, which kills me."

When Liu Jinsheng finished speaking, Li Si heard another string of Japanese.

Someone was trying to stifle the laughter, but it didn't work.

Li Si was sure she heard the laughter.

Something is wrong.

Li Si put down his pen, blinked, and the stagnant atmosphere that enveloped him suddenly disappeared.

"You bastard..."

Li Si put the phone to his mouth: "I'm not doing some tricky show!"

"Kuku, Kuku, Kuku...."

A series of laughter confirmed Li Si's judgment. On the other end of the phone, Liu Jinsheng couldn't hold back anymore, and laughed out loud.

Li Si heard applause and cheers.

"The trick is a big success!" Liu Jinsheng yelled vigorously, and said this sentence in Japanese again.

Veins appeared on Li Si's forehead. If Liu Jinsheng was in front of him at this moment, he would definitely throw his phone in the handsome old man's face.

Since it is a variety show, the so-called [religious ceremony] photo must be part of the variety show.

Worry for nothing.

He almost bought a plane ticket overnight just now and went to the island country.

Liu Jinsheng was still laughing, the laughter was rampant.

After a while, the old handsome guy was out of breath: "Hey, do you want to come and play?"

Li Si went to the kitchen to get a carton of milk, plugged in a straw, and intentionally sucked it loudly to express her dissatisfaction.

"Angry?"

Liu Jinsheng teased: "Then as compensation, I will reluctantly get you the qualification to be a special guest on the show, how about it?"

When Li Si heard this, she really thought about it carefully.

But after coming out of the mental hospital, he was exhausted, and now he just wants to rest at home.

So Li Si declined Liu Jinsheng.

Liu Jinsheng's tone was exaggerated: "Want to rest? Then you have to come to me."

"After filming the show, I invite you to go to the best hot spring resort in Hokkaido. There is also a local folk performance, and it is said that there will be a real witch lady!"

Li Si is not interested in these things at all, no matter what Liu Jinsheng says, he will never let go.

Seeing that Li Si really didn't want to, and couldn't force Li Si to take part in the show, Liu Jinsheng had no choice but to give up.

Before hanging up the phone, he casually said without any hope: "If you come, you can eat sukiyaki pot and seafood rice as you like."

"I'll go." Li Si said.

Liu Jinsheng was stunned: "Are you swearing or what?"

Li Si is impatient:

"I said I can participate in this variety show, okay, tell me the time and place quickly, and then I'm going to bed."

Before Liu Jinsheng could react, he vaguely said to send an email to Li Si later.

Li Si simply hung up the phone.

A busy tone came from the phone "beep beep beep", Liu Jinsheng held the phone and stood where he was, with a dazed expression on his face.

Did I convince him or not?

"Another variety show filming? Isn't it too frequent?" Sister Susu came over after washing the dishes and wiping her hands.

Li Si stretched out on the sofa, like a big cat just waking up from a nap.

"It's okay, shooting variety shows is secondary."

"I'm so tired recently, it's time for our family to take a trip."

Feng Su stared into Li Si's eyes, and after a while: "Did Liu Jinsheng say something like [invite you to a big meal]?"

Li Si turned over and buried her face in the pillow.

Sometimes Sister Su Su's sensitivity is really frightening.

...

It is not possible to leave immediately to go to Japan, and it takes a long time to apply for a visa in advance.

No filming, no other work arrangements. Taking advantage of this rare free time, Li Si is going to hand over the script of "One Flew Over the Cuckoo's Nest" to a trustworthy director.

In other words, this time he does not plan to participate in the film, but participates in the film production as a screenwriter.

The candidate for the director has also been found, and it is the director Zhou who specializes in comedy.

When Li Si watched his movie, he immediately felt that this person was very suitable for "One Flew Over the Cuckoo's Nest".

Tragedy shatters beauty, comedy magnifies ugliness.

If a person can use anything as comic material, he must have seen the deepest things in society.

Director Zhou is such an artist. His movies make people laugh out loud, but after laughing, when they look back at the past, there will always be a feeling of sadness in their hearts.

Li Si and Director Zhou made an appointment to meet at a cafe near their home.

Director Zhou came alone, with gray hair and a cane.

Li Si sat down and handed him the script. Although Director Zhou had already read the script in the email, he still carefully read the script to the end.

"Very good work."

After reading it, he wiped the corners of his eyes with a handkerchief, and then asked Li Si the only question.

"Such a good script, why don't you make it yourself?"

Li Si shrugged: "I want to take a picture."

"Then?"

"Actors are dead."