Roaming in the world of film and television

Chapter 8

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

Sunlight streaming in through an open shutter spread over the desk ahead, lighting up a document written in Thai, with a photo attached to the upper right corner of the paper and the word Sompa written next to the name column.

Songpa, the artisan of the Songpa workshop?One of the criminals behind the Bangkok Chinatown Gold Heist?

According to the plot in the movie, the police found that Songpa was killed in his workshop during the search 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 before Songpa's death, as long as you find a way to prevent the murder from happening and let the police catch Songpa smoothly, it is very possible to find out the remaining thieves.

but……

Will things be so simple?You must know that the system's determination of task difficulty is ordinary, not heaven.

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

A certificate of honor hangs on the top of the wall, and books related to criminal investigation are placed on the bookshelf, with trophies and medals tied with ribbons on them. There is a bottle of champagne and a bottle of brandy in the grid under the bookshelf.

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

The door is closed, there is a mirror on the left wall, and there is a photo next to it. The protagonist is wearing a police uniform, and the police badge on the brim of the hat is too large, which looks a bit funny.

Huang Langdon's office?
Is he the iron-blooded detective Huang Langdon of the Chinatown Police Department in charge of the gold robbery?In the plot, the No. [-] unlucky person who has bruised his nose many times 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 for a while?"

Lin Yue tilted his head to look, and was stunned when he saw the appearance of the person who came.

With a shiny back, well-trimmed sideburns, and a beard with a braided chin, the talent here is Huang Langdon, the iron-blooded detective of the Chinatown Police Department!
So who is he?
Lin Yue widened his eyes.

"So excited to see me?" Huang Langdon walked to the bookshelf next to him, took out a humidor from the grid on the right, cut off the cap, turned around and turned on the lighter, twirling the cigar in the faint blue flame Rotate gently.

"Would you like one?"

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

The head of the cigar began to turn black, and a plume of blue smoke leaked from the center.

Huang Langdon put it in his mouth, walked to the open blinds, looked up at the sky at a 45-degree angle, put his palms together on his hair fixed with hairspray, and took a deep puff of the cigar.

The smoke curled up in the sun, and the pungent smell of fragrant leaves drifted away.

"Kuntai, the guy with arrears in IQ, what else would he do other than learn from me, he just made a fool of himself in front of the director. Deputy director? Humph, what does he use to compete with me?" Huang Langdeng had a determined expression.

When they were reporting the progress of the case in the conference room just now, the chief told them who could catch the killer of Sompa and retrieve the stolen gold, who was 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 mystery and defeats his nemesis and rival Kun Tai, he will no longer be the iron-blooded detective, but the iron-blooded director.

Lin Yue didn't speak, thinking about the information revealed in Huang Langdon's words in his heart.

The conference room reports the progress of the case; Kun Tai learns from Huang Langdeng to speak; the director said that whoever can catch the murderer and retrieve the gold will be the new deputy director...

So now is the first day after the discovery of Songpa'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, gloomy face, bright brown hair above his forehead, and a mustache under his lips. There is only one person in Detective Chinatown who has these traits - Tony.

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

Damn it, he actually crossed over to this person.

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

While confirming his identity, past memories flashed quickly in his mind, perhaps because of a similar experience, his face was fairly normal, only a hint of pain flashed in the depths of his eyes.

He stood in front of the mirror for a while, until Huang Langdon came over and patted him on the shoulder, Lin Yue recovered from his absence and sighed a long time.

After receiving Tony's memory, he made sure of one thing.

Tony is really not the fifth thief. He doesn't know more about the gold robbery than Huang Langdon. If it wasn't for the needs of the investigation, he wouldn't even know who Songpa was, let alone stealing gold.

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

But then again, why did Tony, who is innocent, get involved with Songpa, and was identified by Qin Feng as the fifth thief?
"Handsome, really handsome, 24K pure handsome." Huang Langdeng in the mirror shook his irritated eyebrows, looking very cheap.

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

Lin Yue didn't speak, the headache became less severe, then turned around and walked to the desk, took out a few facial tissues from the paper drawer and stuffed them into Huang Langdon's waistcoat pocket, and patted it with his hand: "More decorate this, it will be used later. on."

Huang Langdeng was stunned for a moment, then squinted his eyes and said, "Nerve."

Lin Yue ignored him, pushed open the door of the office and walked outside. The nearby police officer glanced at him, then lowered his head and continued to work, the air was full of busyness.

The people in the Chinatown Police Department are basically divided into two factions, one is headed by Huang Langdon and the other is headed by Kun Tai. The two groups of people have never stopped fighting openly and secretly in their daily work. Now there is a big case in Chinatown, which involves the ownership of the deputy director's throne. Everyone is stubbornly trying to defeat their opponents and win the awards and favors of their superiors.

He took a few steps forward, and suddenly heard the familiar ringtone of the incoming call. He took out his mobile phone and saw that the director was calling.

"Tony, is there anything 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 working hard, and walked to the chief's office on the third floor.

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

dong dong dong.

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

Lin Yue pushed open the door and walked into the room. The big man was sitting behind the desk, with a white coffee cup on his right, and the rim of the cup was warm.

(End of this chapter)