"It's me." Shen Zhenghui said, still staring at the guy opposite with a nervous expression, "I'm ...... now"

"I know," said Fujido Kazuki, "there were two men who tried to kidnap me just now, and I beat them away, and they had guns, so I can't chase them." So I know you're certainly not as lucky as I am. ”

"Now I have to admire your skills, and at the same time regret that I didn't study hard with Mr. Yuan." Shen Zhenghui replied.

The guy on the other side shook the gun in his hand, "Tell the point," he said, "Don't call the police." ”

"My kidnappers are not allowed to call the police." Shen Zhenghui said, "So do you know how to do it?" ”

"I will keep the phone open and answer the conditions of the kidnappers at any time." She said, "and conveyed this condition to President Fukuda." ”

Shen Zhenghui looked at the kidnapper opposite him again, "Do you want to put forward any conditions?" How much is the ransom? ”

"Personally, I don't like it when you see us as ordinary kidnappers." The guy sitting opposite Shen Zhenghui reached out and took the phone from Shen Zhenghui's hand and put it to his ear, "Now that you have confirmed that Mr. Shen is still alive and in our hands, then keep in touch, we will contact you at any time." He paused, "Remember our warning, don't call the police, you must know that a big man like Director Shen, who has just won an award in Venice, will make headlines if something happens, and we don't want to make headlines." He said that and hung up the phone. Fujido Kazuki on the other end of the phone didn't even have a chance to speak.

"Aren't you going to tell me just how much ransom you are going to ask for so that I can be mentally prepared?" Shen Zhenghui asked.

"James, you can call me James." The kidnapper, who called himself James, looked at Shen Zhenghui and said, "I think it's a little more respectful that we both know each other's names when we start the conversation, can I ask you if you have any English names?" Your Chinese name is too awkward. ”

"Call me John, Mr. James." Shen Zhenghui said.

"Uh, James is my name. I don't have a surname James. The other party tilted his head slightly awkwardly, "But you can be as happy as you like." ”

"Could it be that your lastname is Moriarty?" Shen Zhenghui said with a slight mockery.

"Oh, I'm just a little person." The other party tilted his head and put the pistol away, "So I don't know what the professor is looking for you." ”

"Looking for me?"

"yes, so you're in our car now." James said. The car was already on a remote road.

"Do you call this kind of thing looking for someone?"

"That's what we're used to calling," James pulled out a bag, "I'm sorry, as is customary, you have to wear this." ”

Shen Zhenghui stared at this hood, obviously understanding that the other party didn't want him to know the route of the car, "Okay, whatever you want, since I'm in your hands." ”

James put a hood on Shen Zhenghui. He was then secured to the car with a seat belt. The two tough thugs in front and behind didn't make a sound at all, and the driver in sunglasses didn't say a word, and Shen Zhenghui only had James's voice in his ears.

"Do I know what you're looking for me until I see the Professor?"

"Of course." James said. Then Shen Zhenghui smelled a sweet smell, and before he could react to what it was, he had already fainted.

James seemed to be saying to himself, "Just because that group of bastards lost their hands on that woman," he said viciously, "I had to say so much nonsense." Otherwise, just knock him unconscious. ”

……

When Shen Zhenghui woke up. He found himself lying on the sofa, and when he opened his eyes, the interior of the house had a warm family feel, but the guy sitting opposite the sofa where he was lying was an old brown-haired man who looked quite old, he was wearing a plaid casual suit, his slender figure and strong spirit, and good maintenance all made him look quite temperamental. Words at first glance. Is there a kind of Sean? Connerry's feelings.

"Mr. John." The other party held a wine glass and looked at Shen Zhenghui with a relaxed attitude.

"'Professor'?" Shen Zhenghui sat up and stared at the other party, he checked himself and found that his freedom was not restricted by the other party. Quite surprised, he looked at the whole room again, and found that there were only two people in this homely style living room.

"You can call me Sauron." The old man tilted his head and looked personable, "It's a pleasure to see you." ”

"I'm not happy at all, I just hope you can sue me now, what are you looking for me for?"

"Don't be in a hurry, be patient!" The other party got up from his seat, walked to the TV and turned on the TV, and the picture was familiar, although he spoke English, Shen Zhenghui easily recognized it by the picture - this is the cartoon of "The Magic Apprentice" produced by Liu Xin's company, dubbed in English.

Shen Zhenghui's brows moved, "Does it have anything to do with this cartoon that I was tied here?" ”

Mr. Sauron pursed his lips, "I've never seen this cartoon," after a pause, he added, "Before, never seen it." ”

"Now you've seen it." Shen Zhenghui spread out his hand, "Do you like it?" ”

Mr. Sauron faced Shen Zhenghui, "What I said never meant was that this thing shouldn't have appeared in this world at all, you know?" "It shouldn't have happened, and there should have never been a story like this in the UK." He sat back down, "Now I want to congratulate you," he said, "because of Harry Potter, the magical story is a big hit, and the cartoon hit in the UK has caused a ratings frenzy, and everyone says it's a story that can be compared to Harry Potter, and it would be better if it could be as close to our British country and history as Harry Potter." ”

Shen Zhenghui's heart chuckled, but he still pretended not to know, "This is a good Chinese writer," he said, "his imagination and writing are good, and as you can see, the English love the stories of magicians too much." ”

"It's not just the UK, it's not just the UK." Mr. Sauron drained the glass in one gulp, put it down and shook his fingers, saying, "Throughout Europe, your cartoons have also made waves. Your company has made a lot of money. He said.

"I've never cared much about such small things, but this is a step forward in strengthening the cultural exchange between the East and the West." Shen Zhenghui tilted his head and replied, "This is exactly what I expected. ”

"You cunning fellow." Sauron laughed, leaning forward, his arm pressed against his lap, "Don't you understand what I mean?" He smiled and said, "There are a lot of things in your mind that don't exist in the present, but should be stored in the future, right?" ”

"I don't know what you're talking about," Shen Zhenghui pouted, "If you care about this cartoon, I can tell you that the original novel of this cartoon will be completed by the end of this year, and as for the production speed of the cartoon, you have to watch ......."

"Alright," Sauron clapped his hands, "I don't think you can play stupid, okay?" ”

"It's not like I'm pretending to be stupid, you should sue me for what you're looking for me for?" He glanced at the TV set, which was still showing cartoons, "Is it because the cartoons we invest in are so popular in England and Europe?" ”

"So you don't know me yet?" Sauron asked.

"Yes, can you introduce yourself?" Shen Zhenghui responded.

"I'm the same as you, Mr. John." Sauron said.

"No, I'm Chinese, you're British, Mr. Solon." Shen Zhenghui replied seriously, "I am a yellow race, and you are a white race, which is very different. ”

Sauron licked his lips, "Okay, I'll be clear," he sat back down, "I'm from the future, just like you. ”

"Which movie is this?" Shen Zhenghui continued to play dumb.

"'Hurricane Rescue' was supposed to be released in 2008, it was supposed to be made by the French, Pierre? Morrell is the director, Luc Besson is the screenwriter, and you don't intend to hide your identity at all. ”

Shen Zhenghui pouted and calmed down, "What do you want to do?" He finally restrained his stupid expression and asked solemnly, "I'm just a little director who eats mixed rice." ”

"No, you're not." Sauron smiled and shook his head, as if at the same time he was happy that the initiative of the conversation was back in his hands, "From a certain point of view, your identity is special," he stared at Shen Zhenghui, his eyes narrow, "You are a Chinese." ”

"Yes, I am a Chinese." Shen Zhenghui repeated, "I love my motherland. ”

"You don't have to preach your country's patriotic education before me," Sauron snorted, "I'm looking for you for something else. ”

"What is it?" Shen Zhenghui asked, and at the same time added, "Aren't you really trying to blackmail me?" ”

"Of course not," Sauron waved his hand, his arms holding his chin, "I just really want to know what the future holds for China." ”

"Huh?" Shen Zhenghui opened his mouth in some surprise, "Didn't you already know this?" ”

"I want to know more details." Sauron said lightly.

"And what is it about?" Shen Zhenghui tilted his head, "I don't know a lot of things, after all, I'm a human being, not Google." He spread his hands.

"So you're willing to cooperate?" Sauron's eyes narrowed.

"Look at the consequences of not cooperating." Shen Zhenghui shrugged his shoulders and replied boldly. (To be continued......)