"I think we have to fight to win no matter what, only if we win will he have a chance to go to the hell crew, otherwise, he won't even have a chance to go to the hell crew." Robin mentioned it to Anna.
"Of course winning down is the best result, two hours of shooting time, a total of one hundred and twenty minutes, if our newspaper team wants to win, each of our five people must endure at least 24 minutes of severe torture on average, otherwise, we give up the clues too early, after they have compiled five clues, some deduction, they may soon be able to deduce who is the underground workers. " Anna answered Robin.
"Torture! How do you endure it?" The female white collar shook her head.
"The five of us are a whole this time, and if we all don't share, the underground worker won't be able to carry it alone in the end." Anna sighed again.
"I'm so scared." The young girl Daisy muttered in a small voice.
After a moment of silence, Robin went to the back of the bus, attached to Mallory's ear and said something to him.
The others could not hear, guessing that Robin should have told Mallory about his clue.
After a while, Daisy also got up and went to the back of the bus and whispered something to Mallory.
The female white collar did not want to go and say anything to Mallory.
After a moment of hesitation, Anna, the sunglasses woman, also went to the back of the bus.
"What did they say to you?" Anna asked Mallory in a whisper.
"First you tell me what your clue is. Are you a liar?" Mallory asked Anna rhetorically.
"I just want to remind you a few things, what they say to you may not be true. In this cruel world, no one is trustworthy, and even if you have saved anyone's life, it is not necessarily true that others will return the favor with their lives." Anna came up to Mallory's ear and whispered a few words, then walked back.
...
Half an hour later, the bus arrived at the shooting site.
The crowd did not start shooting directly, but entered the dressing room next to the shooting set.
This time, the shooting was a period drama, and although it was a group actor, makeup was needed before the official shooting could begin.
Each group actor enjoyed a separate make-up room and make-up artist.
The make-up artists in the studio are all masters, with fast make-up and good make-up effects.
After the makeup was done, a costumer took the group actors to the dressing room and had each actor put on the costumes of that era.
After changing the costumes, all the actors came out from the costume room and could not help but exclaim in awe when they saw each other's makeup.
"It's so handsome! I wouldn't believe it if brother Donner wasn't an underground worker." The young girl Daisy showed a fan girl-like expression.
"It's true that people depend on their clothes and horses depend on their saddles! I didn't think he was handsome before, but with the makeup on and the clothes on, he's really a handsome man of that era. The female white-collar worker also sighed.
"I'm really not an underground worker, don't betray me." Mallory's face was helpless.
"You guys are only looking at him as handsome, you should see Anna, she is simply gorgeous. Donna and Anna's clothes match very well, the two of them standing together, taking a picture together, is simply a beautiful Republican movie poster." Robin looked at Anna, the sunglasses woman, and spoke to the crowd.
"Go!" Anna gave Robin a blank look.
"It's no fun to shoot a poster, in fact, you can consider adding a kissing scene for them, acting a sex ring or something, haha." Aisha laughed uproariously.
"Go get the director to apply." Robin nudged Mallory.
"That's going to cost more. If not, why would I do a kiss scene? You're giving her a free ride? Are you stupid to come up with such an idea?" Mallory shook his head vigorously.
Anna wanted to hit the wall.
The laughter could not hide the panic in the crowd.
They were about to be tortured, and there was no telling how far it would go.
...
Next, the actors and actresses, made up and dressed, were brought into the shooting location by the staff.
After entering the filming site, the crowd was a bit dumbfounded.
The ancient buildings on the roadside, the pedestrians on the street, the rickshaws, the big hats, the old costumes ...
There were even police officers patrolling the streets, soldiers walking in line at an uneven pace, and little newspaper boys selling newspapers.
The atmosphere of history is overwhelming.
Big investment, professional and well-made.
A paperboy ran over to sell newspapers, Aisha approached him to say a few words, and because he didn't buy a newspaper, the paperboy only gave her a few perfunctory words and then ran away.
Mallory looked around to see if there was anything for sale on the street to eat, to rub a few free sandwiches and so on.
Unfortunately, there was nothing.
Should we go into the alley to look for it?
"Watch your image!" The director's voice appeared in Mallory's headphones.
Mallory had to stand up straight and gave up the idea of going into the alley to get free sandwiches.
"What are these people if we're a group act?" Aisha, the female white collar worker, asked the crowd around her.
"They're staff." Anna answered Aisha.
"Well, one can only assume so." Aisha nodded.
After walking for a few minutes, the five came to the outside of a small townhouse.
On the outer wall of the small house, there was a 'Red Star Press' sign.
Under the director's instruction, the five people entered the building and took the stairs to the third floor editorial department.
There were many staff members in the editorial department, they were busy with their own things, some were on the phone, some were writing, and some were talking about the news of that era, as if they were really in that era.
Five people in the headset under the direction of the director, under the guidance of the staff, each sat in their respective seats were arranged, and then under the direction of the director, each busy with their own 'work'.
Donna and Anna's desks faced each other, and a staff member passing by, an older lady in her thirties, actually spoke up and asked about the wedding date of the two of them.
Anna was a little flabbergasted at first, then answered the older woman, saying that the wedding date was set for the first of next month.
Mallory gave Anna a somewhat strange look, only to have a blank stare thrown back at her.
"Be good to her! Or we won't let you off the hook." The elder sister also gave Mallory a few words with an ambiguous look as she was leaving.
"Please don't worry, I will protect her with my life." Mallory received a teleprompter from the director in his earphones, and of course could only speak according to the teleprompter.
"Hum!" Anna didn't know whether she was humming Donna or Mallory.
Two minutes later, Huang Xun also entered the editing room.
He wore a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, a foreign dress, and his hair was combed smoothly, with a civilized look.
After entering, Huang Xun smiled and nodded to everyone, but received a bunch of blank stares.
Li Teng did not give Huang Xun white eyes.
Mallory was busy rummaging through his desk, turning over all the drawers and cabinets in front of him.
"Won't you be hungry if you don't bring snacks to work?"
Mallory was irritated by this.
...
There was a cacophony of noise from downstairs in the editorial office.
Half a minute later, the stairs were trampled with a mountain of noise.
Jovan, with a big parted hair, rushed up to the third floor with Gary, a white boy , and a group of a dozen military police gendarmes with guns.
"Arrest me according to the list!" Jovan gave a command with great authority.
Little white face Gary held a pile of arrest warrants in his hand and distributed them to the uniformed gendarmes, who, in pairs, took the warrants and compared them one by one, arresting the six editors, Anna, Aisha, Donna, Robin, Mickey and Daisy.
Can not resist.
One, the military police gendarmes belong to the staff, there are guns, killed by the staff can not enter the hell mode, are directly out of the game was waxed seal.
Secondly, the director also in the headset told not to resist.
The six editors protested according to their lines, but in the end they were tied one by one by the military police and gendarmes and taken out of the small building where the editorial office was located and escorted to a large truck on the street.
Pedestrians and newspaper boys on the side of the road came over to watch.
These newcomers then realized that when the plot unfolds, you can't just blow yourself up if you want to, but when you are forced to, it's harder than ever to use the newcomer protection mechanism in the plot to find a chance to kill Jovan and finish blowing himself up.
The first thing is that the military police and gendarmerie can't get past this hurdle. Not to mention that Jovan was prepared for this and tied all their hands behind their backs as soon as they came up.
Especially Mallory, who was recruited by the Silver Wolf Guild, was especially taken care of by Jovan, and was tied into a dumpling by the military police and gendarmes, unable to move his hands and feet, and would not be untied throughout.
The newcomer is a piece of meat on the chopping block and can only be slaughtered.
The next nothing to say, the six editors were directly escorted to a makeshift execution room.
A large empty room.
The show, officially began.