He plays Feng Yuxiu, and his girlfriend is a fairy-like beauty.

After Ye Mo flew to Hollywood, Wang Chuanjun didn't sit idle.

Filming for "Dying to Survive" has wrapped up, but the film "All or Nothing" is still weighing on his shoulders.

He dared not take the role of Manager Lu lightly.

This villain is different from Lü Shouyi.

Lu Shouyi was a patient; he lost weight from the outside in.

Manager Lu is a devil; he's infiltrating from the inside out.

The two roles are worlds apart.

Wang Chuanjun knew that if he didn't take this step carefully, all the good things he had done before would be ruined.

Before leaving, Ye Mo left him her phone number.

On the other end of the phone was someone from the Anti-Fraud Center of the Ministry of Public Security.

Wang Chuanjun dialed the number.

The person who answered the phone was a middle-aged man with a calm voice.

"Hello, who is this?"

"Hello, this is Wang Chuanjun," Wang Chuanjun said. "Director Ye Mo asked me to contact you."

The other person paused for a moment, then their tone became warmer.

"Oh, an actor under Director Ye. My surname is Zhao, you can just call me Lao Zhao."

"Director Ye instructed that if you need anything, just let him know."

Wang Chuanjun explained his purpose: he wanted to learn about telecommunications fraud.

Old Zhao was very straightforward and sent a bunch of things that same day.

Case files, interrogation records, victim testimonies, and photos of the scammers' ledgers.

Wang Chuanjun was so engrossed in watching it that he stayed up for several nights in a row.

The more he looked, the heavier his heart became.

Those files are filled with accounts of real, living people.

There are elderly people who have been swindled out of their entire fortune and even committed suicide.

There are young people who are lured abroad by high-paying jobs and then disappear.

There were "piglet" who had their fingers chopped off, were locked in iron cages, and were whipped while making phone calls.

These words, once seen, seeped into my heart.

Besides these tragic cases, the case file also contained several "classic cases".

Old Zhao specially added a note in the footer.

"These can be taken as jokes."

There was a swindler who impersonated Qin Shi Huang.

He said that as long as you transfer the money, you can unlock his treasure from two thousand years ago, and after the deed is done, you will be granted an official position and a noble title.

Guess what?

Someone actually transferred the money, and more than once.

There was also an old man who was scammed three times by the message, "Your son has been in a car accident, send money quickly."

The third time, even the police couldn't stop him.

The old man said, "What if it's true?"

Wang Chuanjun's lips twitched as he read it.

This case is nothing short of an absurd comedy.

But as he laughed, he couldn't laugh anymore.

Behind these "comedies" lie real money and empty homes.

Wang Chuanjun called Lao Zhao, wanting to chat more.

"Boss, what are your thoughts on these cases?" Wang Chuanjun asked.

"What else can we say?" Old Zhao said. "You've seen it so many times, it's nothing special anymore."

"Let me tell you, the most bizarre rumor is about cutting off kidneys."

"People outside say that as soon as you enter the park, they draw your blood for testing to see your blood type. If it matches, they take you straight to the clinic for surgery."

Wang Chuanjun: "This... sounds like a joke."

Old Zhao: "The joke is a joke, but the high wall is real, and the gun is real too."

"Those who were tricked into going in will have to be skinned alive to get out."

The more they talked, the more Wang Chuanjun felt something was wrong.

The telecom fraud cases in the materials are strings of numbers and routines.

Even the most outrageous jokes from Lao Zhao are heard over the phone.

But Manager Lu is a real person with flesh and blood.

Those under his command who were deceived or coerced were living, breathing people.

He can't capture the essence of a story just by reading the pages or listening to the narrative.

That park, that iron gate, that smell of blood.

He had to see it with his own eyes and touch it with his own hands.

A thought popped into Wang Chuanjun's mind.

The thought startled even himself.

He called Lao Zhao.

"Boss, I need your help," Wang Chuanjun said.

"you say."

"I want to go and see for myself," Wang Chuanjun said. "I mean... places where I can actually get involved with telecom fraud, like the border, or places where those scammers are detained."

There was a few seconds of silence on the other end of the phone.

"Xiao Wang, do you know what you're saying?" Old Zhao's voice turned serious.

"You think this is a film set? The people over there don't care what kind of actor you are."

"With your build, you wouldn't even be able to save your kidneys if you went into the park."

Old Zhao speaks crudely, but his meaning is very clear.

"I know," Wang Chuanjun said, "but I can't play Manager Lu well if I don't see it with my own eyes."

"Things on paper, separated by a layer."

Wang Chuanjun held his phone and spoke slowly, word by word.

"Manager Lu lured people into the park step by step, and in the end, he trapped himself inside as well."

"I want to see what kind of place it is."

"How were those who were tricked forced to make those phone calls?"

"I have to believe these things first before the audience can believe me."

On the other end of the phone, Old Zhao remained silent for a long time.

Old Zhao has worked in the police force for half his life and has seen all sorts of people.

There are police officers who risk their lives to solve cases.

Some suspects confessed in order to save their lives.

But some actors would actively seek out such places just to play a role.

This was the first time he had ever seen it.

Old Zhao held the phone for a long time before finally uttering a sentence.

Are you sure?

"Confirmed," Wang Chuanjun said.

Old Zhao didn't agree immediately.

He said he couldn't make the decision himself and had to report it to his superiors.

"Desperate Measures" is a key anti-fraud project under the Ministry of Public Security.

Everyone and everything related to this project has to go through the proper procedures.

Old Zhao asked Wang Chuanjun to write an application explaining his purpose and intended use.

Wang Chuanjun wrote the application that very night.

The wording is simple and straightforward, without a single empty word.

The application was submitted and passed up the chain of command.

While waiting for a reply, Wang Chuanjun didn't sit idle.

He meticulously pieced together Manager Lu's background information from the documents.

He also found a map of the border and circled several of the most notorious and chaotic spots.

For days, all he could think about was that iron gate.

A few days later, Old Zhao called.

"Xiao Wang, it's approved."

Wang Chuanjun tightened his grip on his phone.

"Your superiors have agreed to go to the border and join a working group to spend a few days there."

"We've arranged an identity for you, under the guise of an accompanying person, so you'll have someone with you for safety."

Old Zhao changed the subject.

"But let me make this clear from the start."

"The situation in that border area is complicated; there are real scammers, real casinos, and real guns."

"Those industrial parks are surrounded by high walls and electric fences, and they're home to armed thugs. It's easy to get in, but hard to get out."

"Just treat it as an experience, don't actually risk your life."

"I've already thought of the headline for the next news story: Famous actor goes deep into a fraud park to play a villain, loses his kidneys."

Wang Chuanjun couldn't help but laugh.

"Boss, can't you wish me something good?"

Old Zhao smiled too.

"I'm just giving you a heads-up."

"Think it through carefully. Your life is hanging by a thread this time."

Wang Chuanjun listened without hesitation.

"I don't regret it," he said.

Old Zhao sighed on the other end of the phone.

"Okay, then in the next few days, tell me everything you can."

"Let me know in advance what's happening at home."

Wang Chuanjun responded.

After hanging up the phone, Wang Chuanjun stood by the window and finished a cigarette.

The cigarette butt glowed and dimmed in the darkness.

He thought of Lü Shouyi, and how he had stayed up for three days and lost over ten kilograms for that role.

He also thought of Manager Lu, and the villain who had been weighing on his heart even before the game was turned on.

His palms were a little damp.

But he knew even better that if he couldn't deliver something on the day filming started, he wouldn't pass this hurdle.

He absolutely had to go on this trip.

He sent Ye Mo a message.

"Director Ye, I request to spend a few days on the border. Manager Lu, I promise I'll bring your performance to life."

After sending the message, he put his phone in his pocket.

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