"The day after tomorrow, we will carry out rescue at the Red Sleeves Folk Art Theater. This is our request to everyone."
The meeting quickly reached the second item. After Cheng Wuling distributed some detailed information, he quickly started the plan to get Shu Xingruo out of trouble.
"It's okay to ask us to help with these things." Yuan Xi took photos of a few documents and put them away, her expression softened a lot, "But why do you need rescue? Can you give me a reason?"
"Since we came here, every move of the five celebrities has been monitored. Although my surroundings are not so strict, I still need to find opportunities to come out in order to contact others." Han Yin said.
Cheng Wuling nodded: "Because we previously judged that 'monsters that can replace human appearance' exist, then if we leave it alone, Shu Xingruo might be replaced one day. The clues in each of our hands cannot be broken, so Saving as many people as possible who are at risk is what we have to do.”
"Then, let me explain next."
The elegant woman sitting in the corner stood up, walked to Cheng Wuling, and bowed to everyone: "My name is Bai Meng. I am currently an actor in the Red Sleeve Theater. I think I am the only one among you who has mastered this skill. One line guy.”
Bai Meng's tone matches her temperament very well, and her words have a sense of eloquence. Maybe this is the actor's line skills?
"The Red Sleeve Theater has a long history. The current owner is the fourth generation, and this owner's ancestor was one of the eyewitnesses of UFOs back then. This is the only place where the only photo of the theater has been preserved."
Confirmation.
"But both the boss's great-grandfather and his grandfather passed away in a bizarre way. The great-grandfather kept muttering 'it's looking for me' within a week before his death, then disappeared, and was found in the mountains about half a year later. His grandfather was in a similar situation. About three days after shouting "I understand" like crazy, he died suddenly while taking a nap without any wounds on his body."
This was not so bizarre that it could frighten the people present, but what Bai Meng said next became very important.
"Both of them died at the age of sixty, about twenty years apart. The day before yesterday, the boss told us that his father suddenly began to cry bitterly and kept repeating 'that's how it is', and even if he had difficulty moving, He still has to go out. Unfortunately, his father has just celebrated his sixtieth birthday."
This is where it starts to get a little scary.
Two times is a coincidence, three times is a rule, and based on the year, the boss's father was only ten years old at the time. He probably had never even witnessed a flying saucer, but he also suffered from the same symptoms.
"Bloodline."
Sun Mozhu, the girl in black who had always been quiet, let out a long sigh.
"This is the most helpless thing. Being trapped in a cage of fate by relying solely on blood. This boss is not only worried about his relatives, he may also feel fear himself."
"It's a pity that my clue has not yet been able to connect with everyone's main line, but with this entry point, I think everyone can also find a way to communicate with the boss. The performance the day after tomorrow will also be an opportunity for me The idea proposed must have been improved by Wu Ling, right?"
"Just a supplement." Cheng Wuling took over, "It starts at eight o'clock that night. There are three plays in total. The first one is "Dian Jiang Tai", and the next one should be "Fu Sheng Zhai Lu" around nine o'clock. Shu Xingruo Reminding us of nine o'clock, we also noticed that the stage lights out for about a minute and a half in the first climax of the play. The inner monologue of the two people here provided a dark enough environment for us to take action."
"action?"
"We don't have the ability to use a substitute, so the only way to successfully rescue Shu Xingruo is to cause an accident."
Lu Ning heard a hint of cruelty in Cheng Wuling's calm tone.
"In other words, a serious accident will occur at the Hongxiu Folk Art Theater that night. Popular star Shu Xingruo will die on the spot, and his companions will also be seriously injured——"
"Wait! Is this a bit much?"
Xiao Shifan interrupted Cheng Wuling.
"We can kill the enemy, but these are all innocent people, so implicating them..."
"There are four advantages. First, the Red Sleeve Theater can be closed with an excuse, Bai Meng's actions can be liberated, and the boss can concentrate on the matter. Second, if something like this happens during a celebrity's schedule, even if they are not injured, they can be Arranging to leave Danma will also save their lives. Third, as one of the few means of direct access to the outside world, an incident involving this group of people will definitely attract a lot of attention, and we are likely to receive external support. Fourth, this is a test, I can This can be used to infer the approximate extent of the checks and balances here, and it may also lead to the actions of the mastermind behind the scenes. Are these reasons enough?"
"Enough...enough."
Overwhelmed by such momentum, Xiao Shifan shut his mouth.
"Then, the next step is to make reasonable arrangements for this plan, and Han Yin will notify Shu Xingruo. If you have no intention of participating, you can leave now."
Cheng Wuling looked around, but no one stood up and left - even if she didn't say it, everyone was aware of the huge amount of information and clues that this group currently had, and before any mistakes were made, the integrated information was It can be said that "Crow" has become a force of its own.
"Tell me what we are going to do specifically," Yuan Xi said.
"Let me explain in advance that some of your resources will probably be mobilized in this operation. With my background and actions in the past few days, I can only arrange an 'accident', so I need at least one team that can carry out clearing operations. , and necessary cover-up measures.”
"If we want to cover it up, we can think of a way." Lu Bingying, one of the two policemen, said at this time, "Han Yin and I will take turns the day after tomorrow. We can arrange the patrol area nearby to ensure that the police mission can be effectively implemented here. , this way we can probably ensure that no police forces are involved at the first scene.”
"...I will handle the media." Shen Xinyue took over what Lu Bingying said, "What you need is to report this matter as soon as possible? This is easy. I can let any well-known media in Danma do it. Message will be received within fifteen minutes.”
"Leave the trends in the church to me." Luo Lin leaned on the chair, his tone full of confidence, "I have no problem monitoring the trends in the church for at least one night. As for the cemetery... I am worried about both sides. There is a secret passage, isn’t this difficult to do?”
"I am responsible for the cemetery." Sun Mozhu took over this difficult matter, "I think people like us who prefer to use force to solve problems are more suitable for this kind of work?"
Everyone spoke one after another, and Yuan Xi was naturally not to be outdone: "Then I'm going to keep an eye on Xiang Wenhai's movements. I'm already on the line. You two, Xiao Shifan and Ye Fei, will come over and help me keep an eye on him, or just drag him." It’s no problem to live in a few.”
"Then, the external problems can basically be solved. As for clearing the site..."
"Gangsters, it's probably possible to make sure there aren't any idlers nearby." Lu Ning said, "I'll solve this problem. It will also test the relationship between the local forces."
Cheng Wuling nodded slightly, took out a pen and wrote everyone's names on a note, and finally turned to look at Zhao Yinran: "Although it may be a bit offensive... but can you also explain what you can do? Or are you not prepared to get involved?"
Zhao Yinran was taken aback, shrank for a moment and then whispered: "I...I don't think what I know can be of any help...I'm sorry..."
"Then, please stay away from the Red Sleeves Folk Art Theater. It will be very dangerous then." Cheng Wuling did not mean to ask further questions. He warned and then turned to everyone: "Everyone, in order to ensure that our action resistance is as small as possible, I hope you will Don't tell people 'everything', try to come up with excuses, etc., as long as it's the night after tomorrow."
"You don't need to tell me this."
"We all understand."
Everyone said tacitly.
After discussing the details for a while, this meeting was finally over.
"We're going back to prepare. Everyone, don't die." Shi Yi and Lu Binying were the first to leave, and they made a joke before leaving.
"I won't die easily." Luo Lin grinned and turned to look at Sun Mozhu, "Beauty, can I buy you a cup of coffee when I leave later?"
"Thank you. Then let's confirm the surveillance route. I don't want there to be another fork in the destiny."
Han Yin also left in a hurry after thanking Cheng Wuling. When people gradually dispersed, Cheng Wuling suddenly said: "Lu Ning, can you stay for a while?"
"It seems you still want to reminisce about old times?" Yuan Xi reached out and patted Lu Ning, "Then let's leave first. I don't think you won't be able to find it back, right?"
"See you later." Lu Ning calmly removed her hand from her shoulder, and Yuan Xi chuckled and left the room.
As a result, there were only two people left in the room. Lu Ning stood up and planned to leave when she was stopped, as well as Cheng Wuling, who spread out a map and some information in front of her right and was comparing them.
Lu Ning's heart skipped a beat.
She put her hands in her pockets, and the touch of her fingertips was the plastic shell of a utility knife. It was hard, heated by body temperature, and stained with a little sweat.
But it doesn't matter. If it were this distance and this angle, just like what she had done before, she could use this sharp knife to cut a fatal wound instantly.
——Cheng Wuling is not a martial artist. He may have some self-defense skills, but he is definitely not someone who can react. All Lu Ning needs to deal with is the aftermath, which may be a bit troublesome...
She took her hand out of her pocket and shook her head slowly.
Killings like this feel really bad, so bad that the mere thought of their feasibility is nauseating.
"Lu Ning, come here and take a look at this."
Cheng Wuling suddenly turned around, pointed at a circled area with his pen, and called Lu Ning.
