Looking at Fang Zhao's movement speed just now, and then looking at the police officers on other layers of the surveillance screens, Eric thought to himself: I don't feel that they are so slow in normal times!

Sure enough, there is still too little training!

At this time, the police officer on the top floor reported to Eric: "The bow of the boat has been arranged, but the target suddenly changed and headed towards the side of the boat!"

"What did he do when he ran to the side of the ship?" Eric was puzzled.

"I remember there is an SVIP area on the 17th floor, with a balcony, and there is no surveillance in that area." Fang Zhao said during the call line.

As soon as he heard this, Eric understood what Fang Zhao meant.

"The one in front of the 17th floor is indeed a Royal Superior Suite in SVIP District, custom-made with a private balcony. That guy wants to jump down to the 17th floor through the top floor?"

The entire SVIP area on the 17th floor is not equipped with any surveillance, and there are no police officers. The most important thing is that the people living in that area have special identities and pay more attention to privacy. They will not be allowed to go in and search at all.

Is the suspect trying to avoid cruise ship surveillance again and then hide it?

Fang Zhao's speculation makes sense, and Eric agrees.

"Can't let him go! Who's closest to that side?" Eric asked.

"The people from the team... and Fang Zhao." Some team members replied.

At this time, the suspect who had already reached the side of the ship did jump down, very decisively without any hesitation. At such a height, in such a place, not everyone has the courage to do it. It is obvious that he was prepared and carried the tools with him.

However, the people from the T team who chased after him were not prepared so well, and there were no tools to turn over the building. Although the top floor is only three levels away from the 17-story deck below, if you are not careful, it will be dangerous if you really fall. Whether it is falling into the sea or other floor decks, it is fatal, at least according to previous accident statistics.

The T team members were slower and waited for the people to take the equipment before jumping down to overturn the building. Fang Zhao arrived almost at the same time as the police team members, but without a moment of pause.

The police station was shocked again when they watched the things going on from the surveillance camera.

"He wants..."

"Jump into the sea!"

"Fang Zhao, don't be impulsive! He dares to jump because he has tools in his hand, but don't think that you can ensure safety with the little things in your hand! It's not fun to fall into the sea at this time!" Eric said anxiously when he saw Fang Zhao's attitude.

However, just as Eric said this long passage, Fang Zhao had already jumped down.

"Save people!" Eric yelled.

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In a specially customized premium suite on the 17th floor.

The phone that comes with the room kept ringing, as if it would never end without achieving its goal.

Roman frowned, unwilling to interrupt his thoughts and answer.

Then his personal communicator also rang. If he was close to his family and familiar friends, the prompt sounds must be different, so the call at this time was an unfamiliar number.

Since you don't know each other, you don't have to pay attention to it.

Now it should be when the auction begins. Maybe someone will find out their contact information through channels and keep making harassing calls.

If it were normal, Roman might have connected, but now it is the time when he is full of inspiration and his thinking enters an excellent state. Just like the painter is interrupted in the middle of his painting and the composer is disturbed when he is writing, it is simply a fight!

bother!

Roman scratched his head irritably, and his already messy white hair became even worse.

I went over and forced the phone to shut down the room, and set my communicator to mute it, and then quickly returned to the screen to continue the idea just now.

Because he stared at the screen for a long time, Roman's eyes were covered with blood, but his expression was still extremely focused, studying every subtle expression of the characters on the screen.

He had watched several actors' audition videos and compared some historical video materials. He always felt that something was missing. After thinking about it, he dug out Fang Zhao's videos.

He has been studying Fang Zhao's videos, serving, and usually reported by entertainment media. Every time he studies, he will gain new gains.

"This look is very good, three parts literary and seven parts bloody, more like it!"

"This is also very good, calm enough, sharp enough, and stable enough!"

"The place where wars and confrontations are indeed more tempering..."

There was more blood in his eyes, and Director Roman muttered to himself as if he had been cursed and was rude. His spirit, who should have been tired, became more and more excited. The sea breeze blowing in from outside the window could not calm him down.

After watching one video after another and carefully analyzing it, Roman found that Fang Zhao was just like the "Fang Zhao" in those historical video materials!

It's not about the appearance, but the feeling that the eyes give him.

But, to be strict, it is actually not exactly the same.

In contrast, the evil spirit on "Fang Zhao" in historical video materials is stronger and the momentum is more intimidating. The blood and fire aura that seems to be able to break through the screen cannot be easily performed by actors.

The preserved image data is limited, and Roman does not know what the nature of the person "Fang Zhao" in real history. He can only gradually outline the image of this historical figure in his mind based on these data.

After searching for countless materials, especially the precious images preserved during the century of destruction, I already had a vague image of "Fang Zhao" in my heart, and the videos and photos in front of me once again made the characters in Roman's mind clearer.

When viewers mention a certain role, they will directly associate the actor who plays the role, but the actor is the direct conveyor of the director's thinking.

After the filming of "Genesis" begins in the future, the actors will also be the way Nova Roman asked them to perform.

Perhaps different from the real person in history, but at least this character is a version created by him Nova Roman himself based on historical data!

And Fang Zhao is indeed a good template and an important reference.

"What a pity!" Roman sighed regretfully.

If Fang Zhao was an actor with many years of acting experience, Roman would contact someone to take the show directly. Unfortunately, he was an outsider.

"But his eyes are still very good, his temperament is good, and he has reference value. I'll buy a video copyright at that time."

While talking to himself, Roman took a small step forward, approached the screen, looked at the photo of Zuo on the top of the screen on the left, and then looked at the screenshot of "Fang Zhao" in the historical image on the screen on the right.

"The momentum is still a little bit short."

The evil spirit is no longer forced. The martyr "Fang Zhao" was a person refined by decades and hundreds of years of war and purgatory. Fang Zhao in front of him was after all, a person who grew up in the new century and lived in the era of peace. Even the top actors may not be able to act, and there is no need to use high standards to demand Fang Zhao.

There are gains and losses.

"It's rare to find such a good template. We need to study more. When we talk to actors, we can let them watch more of these videos."

Roman enlarged the photo of Fang Zhao.

"It seems that something is missing..."

"Yes, too young!"

"It should be added with some wrinkles and scars. The face should be fine-tuned to increase momentum!"

Roman raised his hand to the screen, preparing to use the software to directly age the portraits in the photo, and add some scars to make it closer to the image constructed in his mind. Suddenly, he heard something moving on the balcony, looked over and saw a figure rolling into the balcony and rushing into the room.

At this point in time, in this place, strangers who break in in this way are almost like "the person who comes is not good" on their body!

The alarm was sounded in Roman's mind. However, before he could react, another figure landed from above and turned into the balcony. At the same time, a whip flashed in like a serpent.

The suspect who successfully climbed into the balcony of a suite on the 17th floor was about to calm the people in the room in case he called for help or called the police, but before he could do anything, his feet were trapped. The next moment he fell to the floor and was dragged out, and his whole person was tied into a rice dumpling.

The suspect was confused after the incident in the blink of an eye. Then he looked at the rope that tied himself. The cartoon patterns on it seemed to release the light of mockery.

After struggling for a few times, the suspect who was tied to a rice dumpling stopped moving again.

Nonsense, he dares to move the back of his head towards the muzzle?!

Fang Zhao solved the suspect and was about to explain to the tourists in the house to prevent misunderstandings. When he looked up at the people in the house and saw the situation in the house clearly, he was stunned for two seconds and said, "Police handle the case, please do not panic."

As he said that, Fang Zhao took out the electronic certificate given to him by Eric, proving that he was assisting the police in handling the case.

The suspect who was tied into a rice dumpling did not dare to make big moves, but just twisted his neck carefully, turned his eyes, analyzed the surrounding situation, and looked for an opportunity to escape.

Looking at the person behind him pointing a gun at the back of his head, the suspect couldn't help but curse in his heart: Where did the police force bring such a great god? It's easier to turn over the building than me!

This intuition and skill, it is enough to go to the 12 Martyrs Cemetery to guard the tombs. If you have this time, you can deal with terrorists or go to aliens to dig up land to earn military merits. Why do you have to be a little policeman on a cruise ship? Why are you here to stare at me?!

The suspect twisted his neck carefully again and looked forward. When he saw the situation in the room, he was also stunned.

In the room, the walls are covered with screens, and videos or photos are placed on each screen. Different backgrounds, jungle, city, street, and stages, some are wearing military uniforms, some attending events, some are full-body images, and some are static close-ups...

They are all the same person!

It looks exactly the same as the person behind him!

However, I always feel a little familiar, and the more I look at it, the more I look familiar.

Then, the suspect remembered something, widened his eyes and wanted to break his neck.

Looking at the room, there was a wretched old man standing in front of the screen, standing in front of the screen, who was unshaven, unkempt and still putting his hands on the photo. It seemed that he was the world-renowned director who was hotly discussed on the Internet recently.

Thinking about the chaotic lives of these celebrities and rich people in private, the suspect's brain instantly turned 800 turns and realized it.

Hidden, rules, no!

The suspect who felt that he had discovered the truth couldn't help but secretly complained in his heart: It seemed that he had discovered something shameful again! Will he be silenced?

Nova Roman, who was standing in the room, was also stunned by this series of accidents. He never expected that someone would climb into the balcony of the SVIP room!

When Roman was even more dissatisfied when he saw the intruder tied into a zongzi and froze there looking at him.

Why do you need to look at me with this kind of old, perverted and erratic look?!
Chapter completed!