Chapter 155: The Story of the Police (1)(1/2)
The beginning of a movie is usually the brand logo of the production company and distribution company.
Then there is a list of companies that have participated in the investment. For a blockbuster of the scale of "Police Story", there are more than 20 investors.
Then, on the black screen, white fonts will be used to introduce the names of the main creative staff one by one: producer, director, screenwriter, starring...
For the theater audience, this minute is a transition to adjust their status, turn down their voices, meditate, and watch the movie seriously. It is also the final time for people to put down their mobile phones and set silent settings.
People around him were checking whether their cell phones were muted, and Wu Yan was also checking. Although he didn't have a cell phone, he had a lot of treasures in his body. Among them, the buzzer had to be placed carefully to avoid accidentally pressing it for a while.
After finishing all this, Wu Yan waited patiently for the movie to start.
Except for the two movie-watching activities organized by the school every year, he usually doesn't watch many movies. After all, a movie ticket costs more than ten yuan, and some movies must be accompanied by an adult before entering the theater. In Wu Yan's limited memory,
He has never watched a movie with his parents. Whenever the school shows some touching and tear-jerking movies, students are organized to watch them. Seeing the relationship between the protagonist and the animals, and the relationship between the protagonist and his parents on the screen, the classmates cry to death, but Wu Yan doesn't do it at all.
There is no resonance at all. When I think of the cold and complicated reality, I naturally cannot fall in love with the movie.
But after meeting Guan Chen this year, he was taken to watch several movies by Guan Chen, including ghost movies, war movies, police and gangster movies, cartoons... Guan Chen never worried about what a nine-year-old child could and could not watch.
They won't pretend to cover the actor's eyes when they kiss or go to bed. Although Wu Yan is no longer so repulsive to movies, the only good impression he has of movies is only because of Guan Chen. In the past, they
There were times when I was unlucky and selected some movies of poor quality. Other viewers either left the show cursing or fell asleep, but Guan Chen always sat in his seat and watched the movie carefully.
What I said after holding it back for a long time was never critical. What I said was all praise. For example, a certain line in it was said very well, a certain reaction of an actor in it was interesting, and a certain plot was crazy but very interesting.
He likes it very much.
Wu Yan knows that there are some very powerful people who can pinpoint the problems in any movie, even if the movie is recognized as a great work. But he feels that Guan Chen is powerful in another sense.
Find the good points in any movie, even if the movie is considered to be extremely bad trash.
Compared with the powerful person in the front, Wu Yan believes that the latter type of person is more capable of reaching the top of a field.
When he saw the word "Guan Chen" appear on the screen, Wu Yan knew that this was his eldest brother's first step towards becoming an actor.
"Dudu"
The sound of waiting for a call suddenly sounded at the scene.
Wu Yan thought someone had put on a hands-free phone call, but he realized the next second that the sound was coming from the auditorium's speakers.
The thorn-headed Han next to him sneered, as if there was something wrong with his respiratory system. Of course, Wu Yan was just thinking about it and would never really ask.
On the speaker, a young and calm voice answered the phone: "Hello, this is the 110 alarm center."
The names of the action director and art director were still being introduced on the screen, and a row of subtitles appeared below them.
This means the story has begun.
The people sitting in the movie theater suppressed the last noises and listened quietly to the next conversation in the darkness.
"I want to call the police!" The caller's voice was very urgent. "There are people holding hostages here! There are guns! Come on... What road is this? What road is this..." The caller's voice drifted away, as if he put down the phone.
Ask others.
Taking advantage of these few seconds, the voices on the other end of the phone came flooding in. There were people shouting from a distance to run away, children were crying, there was the sound of breaking glass, there were cars honking, and there were other people desperately shouting for the police.
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There is no picture. But listening to these noisy sounds, a chaotic scene is intertwined in the minds of the audience.
Wu Yan heard the stabbing Han beside him muttering with his eyes closed, "Helicopter."
There was also the sound of a helicopter? Wu Yan listened for a while, but didn't hear it. He didn't know if Thorny Han was just talking nonsense or if he had a pair of sensitive dog ears.
The main creators are still introduced in an orderly manner on the screen.
The operator knew the seriousness of the matter, but still remained calm. When the citizen who called the police came back, the operator asked the other party about the situation at the scene, "Are you safe now?" "Is anyone injured at the scene?" "How many robbers are there?"...
After asking for information one by one, the operator said he understood and hung up the call. But this was not the end.
A few seconds later.
"beep"
This time a strange voice sounded: "This is the command center of Haidian Branch in Beijing City."
The operator conveyed the information just now to the [Haidian Branch Command Center]. The command center said it had received it and hung up the phone.
A few seconds later.
"beep"
As if a walkie-talkie was turned on, a tough and rough man's voice sounded: "This is Patrol Team 3, Team 5."
The command center said that a hostage situation was suspected somewhere and they needed to go over to confirm the information.
"clear."
After a while, the five groups of voices sounded again, with a hint of heaviness in their voices. He confirmed most of the information. It was true that someone was holding a gun and taking hostages. Some people were slightly injured at the scene, but "I'm not sure if the robbers have other accomplices."
"Receipt from the main station." The command center asked the five groups to stabilize the scene and wait for support.
Then, the state violence apparatus began to operate. The phone calls were like tentacles, extending in all directions, and the places they touched all revived.
Some of those calls were made to senior police officers, some to the emergency center, some to the SWAT team, some to the fire brigade, some to the patrol police, some to the media...these voices came and went, alternating with each other.
. Methodical and leisurely, listening to these sounds will only make people feel how powerful this machine is, and it can make people feel at ease even in the face of the most difficult accidents.
When these sounds become denser and denser, and when they reach a certain level, all the sounds suddenly disappear.
Only one voice sounded:
"Call the main station. My name is Zhang Jiaju, I'm nearby."
At this time, all the lists have been displayed on the screen.
The next moment, colors shone into the dark screen. What appeared on the screen were two opened trunk doors of the van. As if the cameraman was liberated, the camera jumped out of the car and stood outside.
The scene before my eyes suddenly became clear.
At night, bright street lights illuminate the street.
The fleeing crowd, the traffic jam, the chaotic scene, and the looming helicopter in the sky.
This is the scene of a hostage-taking crime. All the people and light look so fragmented.
The camera seems to be held by a war reporter, moving in the opposite direction of the crowd's escape, straight towards the robbers.
The robber was a fierce middle-aged man with a very violent mood. He held a gun in his hand, with the muzzle of the gun lowered to the back of the hostage's head. The hostage he took was a young woman. Faced with the accident of her life, her face turned pale.
But he didn't cry or collapse, he was just shaking all over and nervously waiting to be rescued.
"Is she here? Let her come to see me!" the robber looked out from behind the hostage and roared at the police.
Two men in police uniforms stood beside the patrol car and kept calming the gangster: "It has been notified! It has been notified! Your wife will be here soon!"
The robber was still not satisfied and shouted to hurry up or he would shoot!
As if to prove that he was not joking and the gun in his hand was not a fake, the robber turned his gun and fired twice at an abandoned car. The car glass shattered and a siren sounded in the distance.
The crowd watching everywhere screamed. The scene became even more anxious.
The muzzle of the gun was moved back to the back of the hostage's head. The girl seemed to have been severely burned, her courage could no longer be maintained, her eyes were closed and her legs were so weak that she almost fell.
Suddenly, a young man ran out of the scene and shouted, "Sister!" Then he rushed over, knelt on the ground, cried and begged the robber, "I am her brother, can you let her go and kidnap me?"
,hijack me!”
The robber just yelled at the young man to stay away.
The young man cried and said that he only had this family. If his sister was gone, he wouldn't want to live anymore, so he might as well take her away with him.
The robber seemed to be touched by the family affection in front of him, but he soon hardened his heart. The reason why he got to this point was obviously because he had given up a lot after thinking about it, and there was no reason to give up. The robber looked at the police
, roared again, why hasn’t his wife come yet, “Are you lying to me? Are you lying to me!”
What the robbers didn't notice was that while the young man was crying and talking about the love between brother and sister, the hostage girl in front of him had a dull and confused face.
At the moment when the robber's attention was on the police, the hostage girl saw the young man raised his head, his eyes looking directly at her. There was no sorrow or anxiety in it. There was only an urgent urge:
Lower your head.
The young man mouthed these two words and pressed down with his palms.
The hostage girl understood. Her eyes suddenly glowed with life.
The young man cried "Sister" and bent his fingers in a vague way.
three
The robber fired two shots in the direction of the police car: "Why doesn't she come!"
two
"I just wanted to ask her a question in person!"
one!
"Why! Why did she"
"boom!"
Wu Yan saw that at the moment when the hostage lowered his head, a flash of gunfire erupted from behind the car whose windows had been smashed just now.
To be continued...