The beginning of a film is usually the brand logo of the production company and the distribution company.

This is followed by 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, the names of the main creators will be introduced one by one in white font: producer, director, screenwriter, and starring......

For the audience in the theater, this minute is the transition to adjust the state, calm down, and watch the movie seriously, and it is also the last time for people to put down their mobile phones and set them to mute.

The people around him checked whether their mobile phones were silent, and Wu Yan also checked. Although he doesn't have a mobile phone, he has a lot of treasures all over his body, among which the buzzer must be carefully placed so that he doesn't accidentally press it for a while to scream.

After all this, Wu Yan honestly waited for the movie to start.

In addition to the movie watching activities organized by the school twice a year, he usually doesn't watch movies much, after all, a movie ticket costs more than ten yuan, and some movies must be accompanied by adults before they are allowed to enter the theater. In Wu Yan's limited memory, he has never watched a movie with his parents. Whenever the school puts some touching and tear-jerking movies to organize students to watch, looking at the relationship between the protagonist and the animal on the screen, the relationship between the protagonist and his parents, the students cry to death, but Wu Yan has no resonance at all, thinking of the cold and complex reality, he naturally can't love the movie.

But after meeting Guan Chen this year, he was taken by Guan Chen to watch several movies, ghost movies, war movies, police movies, and cartoons...... Guan Chen never worries about what a nine-year-old child can and can't see, let alone pretend to cover his eyes when the actor is kissing and going to bed. Although Wu Yan is not so repulsive to movies now, the only good impression he has for movies is because of Guan Chen. Once when they had bad luck, they chose some movies that were not of good quality, and the other audiences either left the stage scolding, or fell asleep, but Guan Chen always sat in his position, watched a movie seriously, and held back for a long time to say what he said, and he never was picky, and what he said was full of praise, for example, a certain line in it was said too well, a certain reaction of the actors in it was very interesting, and a certain plot was very neurotic but very interesting, and he liked it very much.

Wu Yan knows that there are some very powerful people who can find out the problem from any movie, even if that movie is recognized as a great work. But he feels that Guan Chen is powerful in another sense - he can find the advantages in any movie, even if that movie is recognized as bad rubbish.

Compared with the powerful person in front of him, Wu Yan believes that the latter kind of powerful person can go to the top of a field.

When he saw the word [Guan Chen] appear on the screen, Wu Yan knew that this was the first step for the eldest brother to become an actor.

"Toot-toot-"

Suddenly, the sound of waiting for a call rang out at the scene.

Wu Yan thought that someone had put on a hands-free call, but the next second he reacted, and the sound came from the sound of the theater.

The stinging Han beside him let out a sneer, as if there was something wrong with the respiratory system, of course, Wu Yan just thought about it, and would never really ask like this.

In the stereo, a young and calm voice picked up the phone: "Hello, this is the 110 alarm center." ”

The names of the action director and art director are still being introduced on the screen, and a row of subtitles appears at the same time.

This means that the story has begun.

The people sitting in the theater gathered back their last murmurs and listened quietly to the next conversation in the dark.

"I'm going to call the police!" The caller's voice was eager, "Someone is taking hostages here!" There are guns! Come on...... What road, what road is here......" The voice of the person who called the police drifted away, as if he had put down the microphone and was asking others.

Taking advantage of these few seconds, the voice on the other end of the phone came rushing in—someone shouting from afar, a child crying, the sound of broken glass, the horn of a car, and the screams of others desperately calling the police.

There is no picture. But listening to these noisy sounds, a chaotic scene is intertwined in the audience's mind.

Wu Yan heard Han on the side muttering with his eyes closed, Helicopter.

And the sound of helicopters? Wu Yan listened for a while, but didn't hear it. I don't know if the thorny head Han is talking nonsense or if he has a pair of sensitive dog ears.

The main creator is still introduced in an orderly manner on the screen.

The operator knew the seriousness of the matter, but remained calm. When the citizen who called the police returned, the operator asked the other party about the situation at the scene, "Are you safe now", "Are there any injuries at the scene", "How many robbers are there...... After asking for information one by one, the operator said he knew, and then hung up the phone. But that's not the end of it.

A few seconds later.

"Toot-"

This time, an unfamiliar voice sounded: "This is the command center of the Haidian Branch of Jingcheng City." ”

The operator relayed the information just now to the [Haidian Branch Command Center]. The command center said it had been received. The phone hangs up.

Another few seconds later.

"Tick-"

As if turning on a walkie-talkie, a tough and rough man's voice sounded: "Wow - here are the three patrol teams and five groups." ”

The command center said that there was a suspected hostage-taking incident somewhere, and they needed to go over and confirm the information.

"Understood."

After a while, the five groups of voices sounded again, and there was a hint of heaviness in their voices, and he confirmed most of the information, that there were indeed hostages at gunpoint, and that some people were slightly injured at the scene, but "I'm not sure if the robbers had other accomplices." ”

"Reception." The command center asked the five groups to stabilize the scene and wait for support.

Then the organs of state violence began to function. A phone call is like a tentacle, stretching out in all directions, and the places that have been touched are all revived.

Some of those calls were made to the top of the police, to the emergency center, to the SWAT unit, to the fire brigade, to the patrol police, and to the media...... These voices alternate one after another. Methodical and unhurried, listening to these sounds will only make people feel how powerful this machine is, even in the face of tricky accidents, it can also make people feel at ease.

When these sounds get denser and denser, denser and denser to a certain extent, all of a sudden all the sounds disappear.

Only one voice rang out:

"Call the main desk. I'm Zhang Jiaju, and I'm nearby. ”

At this point, all the lists on the screen have been shown.

The next moment, in the pitch black screen, colors shine in. Appearing in the frame are two open van trunk doors. As if the cameraman was liberated, the camera jumped out of the carriage and stood outside.

The vision suddenly opened up -

At night, bright street lamps illuminate the street.

Fleeing crowds, congested traffic, chaotic scenes, helicopters looming in the sky.

This was at the scene of the hostage-taking crime. All the people and the light seem so fragmented.

The camera seems to be held by a war correspondent, all the way in the direction of the crowd's escape, straight to the robbers.

The robber was a fierce middle-aged man, very irritable, holding a gun in his hand with the muzzle of the muzzle lowered to the back of the hostage's head. The hostage he took was a young woman who was pale in the face of life's accidents, but she did not cry or break down, but trembled all over, nervously waiting to be rescued.

"Is she coming? Let her come to me! The robber leaned out from behind the hostage and yelled at the police.

Two people in police uniforms, standing on the side of the patrol car, kept reassuring the gangster to calm him down: "It has been notified!" It's been notified! Your wife will be here soon! ”

Still not satisfied, the robber shouted to hurry up, or he would have shot!

As if to prove that he wasn't joking, and that the gun in his hand wasn't fake, the robber turned the muzzle of the gun and fired two shots at an abandoned car, shattering the glass and sirening a beeping siren, causing the crowd of onlookers in the distance to scream. The scene is even more scorching.

The muzzle of the gun moves back to the back of the hostage's head. The girl seemed to have been burned so hard that she could no longer hold back her guts, and her legs were so weak that she almost fell with her eyes closed.

Suddenly, a young man ran out of the scene and shouted, "Sister! Then he rushed over, fell to his knees, and cried and begged the robbers, "I am her brother, can you spare her—you can take me hostage, take me hostage!" ”

The robbers simply shouted for the young man not to come closer.

The young man cried and said that he only had this one family, and if his sister was gone, he would not want to live, so he would simply take him with him.

The robber seemed to be touched by the affection in front of him, but soon his heart hardened again. The reason why he has come to this point today is obviously because he has given up a lot after thinking about it, and there is no reason to give up. The robber looked at the police and roared again at why his wife hadn't come yet, "Are you lying to me?" Are you lying to me? ”

What the robbers didn't notice was that when the young man was crying and talking about the love between his sister and brother, the hostage girl in front of him was full of sluggishness and confusion.

At the moment when the robbers' attention was on the police. The hostage girl saw that the young man looked up, and his eyes looked straight at her, and there was no sorrow or anxiety in them. There is only one urgent urging:

Submit.

The young man pronounced these two words with the shape of his mouth, and pressed his palm down.

The hostage girl understood. Her eyes suddenly bloomed with life.

The young man cried out, "Sister," and bent his finger obscuribly.

Three

The robbers fired two shots in the direction of the police car: "Why didn't she come!" ”

Two

"I just wanted to ask her a question in person!"

One!

"Why! Why is she—"

"Bang!"

Wu Yan saw that at the moment when the hostages bowed their heads, a flash of gunfire lit up behind the car whose windows were broken just now.

A bullet flew out of the flames. Grazed the hostage's scalp and pierced the robber's eye sockets, causing the latter to abruptly stop halfway through his speech.

The young man jumped to his feet, rushed to kick away the robber's pistol, and then took the hostage to the police.

A middle-aged man walked towards the girl while holding a pistol.

This middle-aged man's hair was messy, his clothes were also full of creases, and the whole person looked old, as if he had just come out of nowhere. But his sharp eyes are impressive, as if he can see through all the darkness in the world.

The middle-aged man stood in front of the girl, and the sharpness in his eyes suddenly turned into spring rain, and asked softly: "Aren't you injured?" ”

"Nope." After the girl finished speaking, her heartstrings were loosened, and she suddenly cried unconsciously, "Thank you, thank you......"

The young man smiled, as if he had only been a policeman for a short time, and was very satisfied when he heard the thanks. It seems that for the sake of this thanks, I can give up everything.

After the patrolmen confirmed that the robber was dead, one of them came to the middle-aged man's side to report the situation, and couldn't help but praise: "Detective Zhang, this marksmanship is amazing!" ”

At a distance of more than ten meters, a pistol, the target is so small, it is not easy to kill with one hit.

"Brother Jiaju, the king of guns, is not for nothing." The young man laughed too, and there was pride in his tone.

Zhang Jiaju, known as the detective and the king of guns, waved his hand, and was very unimpressed by these titles.

The young man talked about why he and Zhang Jiaju came here: "I just finished an operation, I passed by this side and heard the situation here. ”

Zhang Jiaju added that he had already greeted the main station and had been given temporary command, so he did not have to worry about being held accountable for acting in advance without receiving an order.

The patrol officer breathed a sigh of relief.

At this time, support and ambulance also arrived at the scene.

The crowd in the distance cheered.

"If Brother Le knew that we had solved another case as soon as we separated, he would definitely regret not coming along." The young man smiled and said to Zhang Jiaju.

Zhang Jiaju looked at his colleagues in front of him who were relaxed because he learned that the crisis was over, and said, "It's okay not to come." ”

The two talked and laughed and sat down to rest.

The camera zooms out, and the two of them are like reefs in a river in the crowd of people coming and going, stable and stable.

The lens zooms out, zooms out, and the capital at night is vast and prosperous. What happened here is just the tip of the iceberg.

Wu Yan's reading comprehension level is okay, and he unconsciously began to ponder, the director's scene may just want to say that because these respectable policemen are in the bright or dark corners of the city, solving one crisis after another, so they ordinary people can live in peace and stability.

Suddenly, Wu Yan's analysis was stuck.

Because the camera on the screen is frozen in mid-air.

What's going on?

was wondering, and in the next second, the camera fell rapidly towards a certain point in the capital like weightlessness.

Down, down......

Finally landed in a building.

The camera circled around the building, and Wu Yan soon found that at the edge of the roof of the building, there were five people wearing masks.

Their legs were hanging outside, 100 meters from the ground, such a scene, others were going to sweat just by seeing it through the screen, but these people were giggling and not afraid at all.

The one in the center, wearing half a bright red mask. The color of blood, in the deep night, is like some kind of omen.

The man in the red mask wears a headset, his body swaying, and he seems to be listening to some kind of music.

The other four shouted at the night view of the capital.

Suddenly, the man in the red mask said, "Ready." ”

The four of them instantly restrained their leisure and leisure, took out some kind of extreme sports equipment from the bag behind them, and connected themselves to the railing behind them.

The man in the red mask takes off his headphones.

If you listen carefully, it's not music at all in the headphones.

【……】

【…… Fire trucks have been dispatched ......]

【…… I'm Zhang Jiaju, and I'm ...... nearby]

The red-masked man put away his headphones and looked at his accomplices.

He smiled and said, "Game on." ”

Five people, over the rooftop, jumped down.