Fernando kicked in the door of his house, carrying a pocketful of discs.
The wooden door rattled, but he didn't bother to close it. It was a shabby attic, so even if a burglar came in, he'd lose a few cans of beer.
Clutching the bag of discs and sinking himself into the worn but soft sofa, Fernando began to pull them out one by one.
First Blood. It looked like a tough guy film with a lot of fighting and killing, so no.
Fast and Furious. Passion...well, not what I had in mind.
You Who Came From The Stars. Aliens, love, superpowers, doesn't sound right for a lonely alcoholic.
He threw the discs all over the floor, and in the end, the whole bag was down to the last one. Fernando stares at it for a moment, then shoves it into the projector.
The Heist of the Century, that's something.
Fernando opened a can of beer and drank it.
A lot of Chinese characters appeared on the screen, which he didn't recognise, but a Portuguese translation soon appeared at the bottom of the screen.
This film has nothing to do with any real-life events, people or organisations.
Ha ha ha, of course, even a three year old knows that films are fake. Fernando grinned and took another sip of wine.
A soothing sound of rain appeared in the narrator's voice, and the rain kept falling, making people a bit drowsy.
Fernando let out a long yawn and decided to watch for half an hour and then go to bed, he could watch the rest in the morning.
He had nothing serious to do anyway.
...
Alarms? It's a good solution, it works on temperature changes, so we just need to put on our ski jackets.
...
It has to be a fake gun, my friend. Fake guns are toys in our law, and you can hardly convict a robber with a toy.
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[Don't run over, you have to walk over slowly, slowly, like a real guest.]]
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Flat Noodles? This is easy, just follow me. ...]
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The screen changed and the light from the screen made him look pale.
I don't know how long it took, but Fernando sat there, not even picking up the beer cans that rolled down the sofa.
It was only when the cast list began to appear on the screen that he shivered, as if waking up from a dream.
What did I just see?
He stood up, sat down, and walked around the room, his mind in a whirl.
Reason told him that the film was a fake. If he really did it, the only way he would end up is to be shot by the police.
But his intuition told him that everything that happened in the film could be reproduced perfectly.
He doesn't even need to be as clever as the protagonist, because the Brazilian police are far more incompetent than the film makes them out to be.
Five minutes to surround a bank after the alarm? Laughing, if they don't take more than ten minutes, they're well-trained!
Negotiating with negotiators? There are no such people in Rio de Janeiro, and if there were, they'd be on administrative leave.
The number of empty beer cans at his feet increased, and Fernando's brain became more and more confused.
It occurred to him that the film was made by Chinese people, who in Brazil are synonymous with witchcraft and the occult.
Yes, supernatural forces, that's the only explanation!
Fernando suddenly jumped up from the sofa, grabbed his mobile phone and called his best buddy, who was also an experienced mechanic.
"We're going to be millionaires!" As soon as the call was answered, he couldn't wait to say the line from the film.
Shortly after, the brothers appeared in Fernando's house.
After listening to the story and looking at the beer cans on the floor, the brother stood up and picked up a bucket of beer.
The brothers stood up, got a bucket of cold water and splashed it all over Fernando's face.
"What the fuck?" Fernando was half sober.
The brother looked even more angry than he was: "Millionaire? Robbing a bank? I thought you were finally going to take me to the drug trade."
Fernando opened his mouth, knowing that words would not convince him.
He switched on the TV, inserted the disc into the projector, and asked his brother to sit down.
"What are you doing?" The brother was wary.
Fernando handed him a can of beer and said firmly, "Drink it and watch the whole thing!"
An hour and a half later.
An hour and a half later, there was a drunken, stony-eyed man on the sofa. The cans of beer had been piled up in a mountain.
Fernando opened the fridge, then volunteered to go downstairs and buy another whole case.
The brothers stared at the cast list for a long time and let out a long belch.
"Let's do this!" he says. he says.
As a mechanic, and one who was involved in the design of Brazil's sewage pipes, he's convinced that everything he knows about the film is accurate.
It's a hell of a film! Is there a God?
Fernando embraced him with an impassioned hug, knowing that his brother would be there for him.
The two men sat down and began excitedly discussing the robbery. But they soon realised that there was nothing to discuss, it was all in the film, just do it.
With their brains cooled down a bit, they start thinking about finding their teammates.
According to the film, they need a cool-headed doctor and a professional thief.
These two men are known to the Robot Brothers.
It's a miracle!
They drive all night to the doctor's house and wake him up from his sleep. They take the doctor and break into the house of the professional thief, but this time, they hit a brick wall.
The latter is in jail for stealing 30 expensive cigars.
Bail is expensive, but it's nothing compared to the money they'll get.
The thief made it out of jail and got into Fernando's car: "Wow, guys, you don't know how grateful I am! Next time you come to me for help, I won't say no."
Fernando drove on without looking back, "Not next time, right now, you've got to help us rob a bank."
The thief was stunned.
By nine o'clock the next morning, everyone had seen the film, and the thief and the doctor joined the queue without much difficulty.
There was no way.
The robbery in the film was so actionable that anyone with a brain knew how to do it.
The four of them drank beer, drew sketches on paper, and thought excitedly about how they would spend their money.
The doctor suddenly remembers something: "Other discs ...".
The mechanic smiled honestly and pointed to the rubbish bin. We all looked into the bin and saw that it was full of discs of "The Great Robbery of the Century", at least several hundred of them.
The doctor was speechless and gave a thumbs up.
However, at that moment, there was a gunshot in the air. Everyone immediately changed their faces and leaned over the window to look.
"What's that?" Fernando frowned, suddenly had a bad feeling.
"Is that the direction of the ... Rio Bank?" The professional thief was a bit disbelieving.
The doctor reacted quickly and switched on the TV, which was broadcasting the news channel.
The Rio Bank was surrounded by police, and you could vaguely see a few gunmen holding up their guns inside the bank.
"So far, the bandits occupying the bank have not given any specific conditions. Police are urgently bringing in negotiators to ensure the safety of the hostages. ..."
After reading the news, everyone was silent, and one sentence flashed through their minds:
WTF?