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Chapter 361 Rum: If you die, there will be nothing left

"What happened? Naoko Sawada died?"

"Yes, I saw it with my own eyes. The body was completely burnt. It had been at least a week." Curacao frowned and took out the inventory list of the investigation team from the side. "The specific cause of death is still unclear. The possibility of external injuries, human attacks and suicide by poisoning has been ruled out. The most likely possibility is probably..."

"Starving to death?" Binga narrowed his eyes and took the inventory list from Curacao. When he saw the numbers on it, he felt as if a bucket of cold water had poured over him. He sobered up a lot. "There's only this little inventory left. How long can we hold on?"

"It's less than a week. If we don't find a solution, we may all face the risk of sudden death like Naoko Sawada."

"..."

"Okay, I get it. For the time being, you should stay close to Glenfiddich in Curacao. I will inform you of the next plan of action when necessary."

After a long time, Rum, who had been silent all the time, finally sighed softly and waved his hand to let the two subordinates leave.

Then he personally took the undiluted blood sample out of the drawer, locked it in the safe, and kept it carefully.

After taking care of everything, Rum changed into pajamas and lay on the bed. His body was tired, but he was not sleepy at all.

What happened to Naoko Sawada was undoubtedly a bolt from the blue for people like them who had also taken drugs, and he needed time to digest it.

Before he knew it, it was already past midnight and Rum was still staring blankly at the ceiling.

"I can't sleep at all..." Anxious, he took out the organization's mobile phone again.

It seems too late to ask my husband for help now.

Since that incident, he had become much more distant from that gentleman, and until a week before McAllen disappeared, his relationship with that gentleman was still in a subtle state of mutual ignoring.

And the culprit behind all this is McAllen.

That cruel yet beautiful woman, after leaving behind such a mess, just left without a word!

How dare she?

The final experiment was just one step away from completion, such an important port, but she didn't say a word and just ran away, leaving behind a ten-year-old Grunfiddie!

As a code name member who secretly took some drugs, Rum's anger was beyond words.

However, to be fair, Rum did not want Yin Shuli to be found. Yin Jiu and Zhunerik were both excellent in research ability. Even if they secretly misappropriated the research team's materials to delay time, it would not take many years for them to reach Yin Shuli's level and threshold sooner or later.

However, now, due to a series of actions by Yin Jiu, he can no longer delay.

"If I die, there will be nothing left. You can't blame me, Glenfiddich..." Rum flipped through his phone. Once the idea of ​​letting Curacao hold Yin Jiu hostage came to his mind, it spread uncontrollably in his mind like a vine.

"Let's take a gamble."

If they can't survive this, several people in their investigation team will go crazy and die at any time. Rum is very clear about his current situation. He has managed to survive for so many years, so naturally he is unwilling to miss any opportunity.

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The investigation team was still in a state of panic and trembling over the news of Naoko Sawada's death.

The filming of Yin Jiu's crew has officially begun.

In the tropical paradise.

"Hurry up! Push faster!"

Yin Jiu stood on the skateboard, and the two staff members in front pulled the rope and ran at high speed.

"Cut!" Director Kinoshita shouted pause into the microphone and fell into a dilemma.

"No, this doesn't feel right."

Director Kinoshita stood up and walked back and forth in front of the screen. "It's still missing something. What is it?"

"Director?" Yin Jiu got off the skateboard, and immediately the employee in charge of makeup came up to help him tidy up his clothes.

"Xiao Jiu, come here, come and take a look." Director Kinoshita waved at Yin Jiu, pulled the camera to the front, and played it again. "This is the part. Can you see where the footage can be changed?"

In the picture, the young man has a pale face and is walking slowly. The background is a huge stopped carousel.

The whole scene looks a bit gray and lifeless, but it lacks the thrilling feeling that a supernatural movie should have.

"Maybe it's because of the background picture?" Yin Jiu stared at the screen, clicked the fast-forward button behind the progress bar, and continued reading.

For several consecutive scenes, the boy floats over from the other end of the carousel.

"I understand!" The person in charge of the light and shadow effects was a slightly plump middle-aged man. He stood by and watched for a while and suddenly pointed to a certain place in the picture.

“Although the whole picture is processed in gray tones, it still lacks a little bit of light, shadow and music to create a real thriller.”

"So?" Director Kinoshita looked at the lighting technician thoughtfully.

"Put a candle here!"

Under the director's encouraging gaze, the lighting technician dug out a few smokeless candles from the prop box and placed them on the side of the road that Yin Jiu had to take.

The decorative lights of the carousel were also completely extinguished, and the swaying flame became the only source of light in the darkness, standing between the huge entertainment facilities and the crowd, like a guiding soul lamp, trying to lead something out of the darkness.

"Yes...I feel it!"

The camera crew's eyes suddenly changed when they looked at the lighting engineer.

Yin Jiu stood on the pedal again, facing the eager eyes of his colleagues who expressed that they didn't want to work overtime anymore. He finally sighed silently and quietly used spider silk to adjust the position of the candles and the details of the skateboard's movement.

"Forward! Forward! That's right! That's it!"

Director Kinoshita's excited shouts echoed throughout the set, followed by the final "Cut!"

Yin Jiu wiped the non-existent cold sweat from his forehead and walked down from the skateboard.

Several people gathered around the camera again, and this time the shooting was obviously much more successful than the previous one.

The young man came closer and closer, and everyone watching the video felt something was a little strange.

Playing the same video over and over again, under such special light and shadow, will make people feel unfamiliar with familiar things. It is just like writing a Chinese character repeatedly until you can't recognize the character in the end.

In order to avoid visual fatigue, the director would close his eyes to rest after every few viewings, or check the news reports on his phone. Watching this video at this time, it is obvious that the only difference from the previous ones is in light and shadow, but there is an indescribable weird feeling as a whole.

It was as if there was something invisible hidden in the light and shadow, slowly wriggling.

"Maybe we shot too many times today." Director Kinoshita rubbed his brows, trying his best to stop himself from thinking too much.

Yin Jiu quietly retracted the spider silk, feeling the emotions of his colleagues, and kept his achievements and fame to himself.

"Is this the time to call it a day?"

"It's done! The most difficult part has been completed. The next part is the rivalry on the other side of the cave." Director Kinoshita was in a good mood. He waved his hand and announced that today's scenes were completed and the team could be dismissed.

Only then did Yin Jiu have time to walk over to Amuro Toru.

Bourbon was a little quiet tonight. He wasn't with the crew the entire night and looked worried, as if he was troubled by something.

Probably it’s not something within the organization, otherwise Vermouth would have told him in advance.

Yin Jiu felt that as a good boss who cared about his subordinates, he should be more proactive.