I cut reality into a movie

What is the FBI?

It's the FBI.

It is the largest organization in the United States.

Under the blessing of the Patriot Act, it can basically move freely throughout the United States.

If I can get on line with them, wouldn't the beautiful and exciting movie plots come to me like mountains and seas?

After figuring out the FBI's filming potential, Romon immediately gave Andrew a friendly smile.

"Pan Andrew, FBI Senior Investigator."

"Jackie Chen, officer of the North Division of the San Francisco Police Department."

Sitting in a classically decorated coffee shop on Golden Street, Romon and Andrew's right hands joined together, and they had the most basic understanding of each other.

"Officer Chen suddenly wanted to buy me coffee. There must be something wrong." Knowing what Romon wanted, Andrew still asked knowingly.

"Inspector Andrew, I don't like to talk in circles."

Romon shook the coffee in his hand, and said straight to the point: "As far as my personal view of good and evil is concerned, I think the death of the chief of the San Francisco Police Department is something worth celebrating."

"But sadly, I can't expect everyone to think that way."

"So, I would like to ask Inspector Andrew, what should I do to make other people think the same as me?"

Hearing Romon's straightforward question, Andrew probably understood that this person is a straight-forward character, so he didn't go around in circles, and straightforwardly stated his conditions:

"Officer Chen, you are an excellent person."

"In my more than ten years of experience in the FBI, I have seen countless outstanding talents. They include sharpshooters, bomb experts, linguists, and toxicology geniuses."

"However, among so many talents I have met, you, Officer Chen, are also the best part."

"You can collect evidence by yourself and destroy the entire White Dwarf Club. Your acumen, your determination, your strength, and even your luck are unparalleled."

"So, frankly speaking, I have my eyes on you!"

"Chen, do you want to join the FBI?"

Andrew expressed his appreciation for Romon and directly invited him.

Similarly, behind this invitation, it means that he will help Romon solve all the problems he is facing now.

"Of course, it's an honor."

Happiness came more suddenly than expected.

And behind this suddenness, it often means a price.

Romon is not an idiot, he can understand that Andrew admires him, and he can also understand that he wants to recruit himself as his subordinate.

But Andrew was too anxious.

As someone who is waiting for a price, he offered to offer a price, which can only prove that his need for Romon is greater than Romon's need for him.

"Inspector, tell me, what is the mission?"

After gulping down the bottomless coffee in the cup, Romon looked at Andrew and smiled.

"Chen, you really are sharp enough, I didn't misread you!"

Andrew was satisfied that Romon had passed his little test, he put down the coffee cup in his hand, turned around, looked at Romon and asked, "Chen, if I ask you to pretend to be a Korean, how much can you pretend? "

"It's very simple, put on makeup, draw my current eyes a little smaller, uh... maybe a little smaller, and then leave a Korean male idol's pot head, it's almost the same."

Romon answered in Korean.

As for Andrew, since he dared to follow the Korean case, he naturally knew a little bit of Korean. He stumbled to understand what Romon was saying, and then burst out laughing:

"Hahahahaha! Chen, you are indeed a genius! I didn't expect that you can even speak Korean! It's great that I can come to San Francisco and meet you!"

"The inspector needs me to pretend to be a Korean. Does he need me to go to Korea?" Romon asked.

"No, that's not necessary." Andrew shook his head: "You need to go to Tulsa, in Oklahoma, yes, there is a conservative central state, theoretically, there should be very few Koreans there Talent is right."

"But the situation is different now. The Koreans in Tulsa somehow set up a Holy One Church, which fooled tens of thousands of Tulsa people into believing in religion, which has seriously affected the local social security."

"So, I received an order from the headquarters to wait for an opportunity to destroy that church, but Chen, you know, if you want to completely destroy an organization, you must first understand it."

"So, I need an undercover agent."

Having said that, Andrew looked at Romon expectantly.

But Romon didn't know him, because Romon was still wondering: when did Yankees start running cults?Isn't this stuff everywhere in the United States, and it's completely legal?

Or is it that the Holy One Church run by the Koreans has gone too far, and even the Yankees, who are extremely tolerant of cults, can't stand it?

"List?"

Seeing that Romon didn't respond, Andrew called out again.

"Oh, sorry, I was a little distracted just now."

Romon raised his head, looked at Andrew and said with a smile: "I was thinking about how to say goodbye to my friends in San Francisco, so I was a little distracted."

"Say goodbye to friends?"

Hearing that Romon wanted to say goodbye, Andrew knew he agreed. As for the friend Romon mentioned, he immediately thought of Tifa: "Chen, I guess the friend you mentioned must be a very beautiful woman." police officer."

"Yes." Romon admitted, "Although we haven't been together for a long time, it's still hard to part with each other."

"Chen, if the friend you're talking about is Agent Genfort, you can't be separated for the time being, because you will go to Tulsa to perform the mission together."

Andrew smiled and said the news that shocked Romon.

"What did you say? Go on a mission together? Did Tifa join the FBI?"

"We welcome all talents."

Andrew stood up and patted Romon on the shoulder: "What's more, you are not the only one who encountered the same trouble, and Tifa Genfort's sniper cover in the building did not conform to the rules of the San Francisco Police Department. "

"She was also... Oh Fuck, I killed her."

Hearing that Tifa lost her job with the San Francisco Police Department because she covered herself, the expression on Romon's face suddenly turned contrived.

"Harmful?"

Andrew looked at Romon and laughed aloud: "It seems that the relationship between you and Jan Forte is a little different from what I imagined."

"Huh? The difference?" Romon was puzzled.

“Chen, let me ask you, if Jan Forte is in danger, will you save her?”

"Nonsense, of course I will save."

"Then if it's dangerous, would you still go?"

"Don't talk about danger, even if the nuclear bomb falls, I will go."

"Then she is the same."

Andrew patted Romon's shoulder again, and said cheerfully, "It seems that my Agent Chen is not perfect either. He has flaws, and they are very interesting flaws."

"Okay, I'll take a step first. As for the job transfer between you and Jan Forte, I will naturally issue further instructions after all the procedures are completed."

"Officer Chen, goodbye."

Waving his hands and raising his head, Andrew left with a grin from time to time, leaving Romon alone in the coffee shop, with the corners of his mouth curled up helplessly:

Well, now the heroine really becomes an accomplice.

Romon is not a hypocritical person, since Tifa chose to pay the price for their friendship, Romon will bear the price and will repay it double.

The easiest first.

Let's have a meal first.

After dialing Tifa's number, Romon smiled and said, "Officer Tifa, I'm treating you to dinner, let's talk about the place."

"The reason, if it's an apology, I will answer that I have something to do today." Tifa obviously knew Romon very well, and she would not accept Romon's apology because of the price she chose.

"No, how could it be an apology, it's a registration fee."

Romon smiled and said, "Miss Tifa, who grew up in Wyoming, is very good at riding, right? Coincidentally, the city we are going to, Tulsa, is also a city full of horse farms. In order not to show timidity there, I decided to hire Tifa The judicial police officer is my equestrian instructor."

"Hmph, if you want to learn how to ride a horse with me, the tuition is very expensive." Probably thinking about it, Tifa was in a better mood when he and Romon rode horses and galloped on the grassland.

"Temple magician, Michelin three stars, famous for molecular cuisine, I don't know if you can hire Officer Tifa at this price."

"Hmm~~~ Just barely."

"Deling, let's meet at eight o'clock in the evening."

"A friendly reminder, that restaurant also requires reservations."

"Really, but I see that there will be several vacancies in tonight's appointment list, and the places where these people work are all related to the Taylor Group."

"It seems that to the high-end restaurants in San Francisco, my existence is Satan, and it will only bring them bad luck forever."

Thinking back to every time I wanted to come to a high-end reserved restaurant for dinner, I would encounter a sudden 'accident' with a customer who made an advance reservation, and Tifa couldn't help but start complaining about her own bad luck attributes.

"Officer Tifa, I disagree with your assessment of yourself."

Luo Meng corrected: "How can you be a devil like Satan? Even if you bring bad luck, it must be an angel of bad luck. Devils are not as beautiful as you."

"Fuck off!"

Tifa hung up the phone. Hearing the busy tone from the handset, Romon smiled and continued to drink a cup of coffee in a good mood. He started to turn on the system and set up Station B across the world.

As soon as they opened the private message, they all urged GKD to be updated and ignored it.

and many more.

It seems that it is not all reminders.

In the sea of ​​reminders, Romon saw exactly one official email from Station B.

The content of the email is very long, but it can be summed up in one sentence - [Uncle has taken a fancy to your team's filming skills, and wants to invest some money for you to recruit Uncle's subordinates to make original movies. 】

"Old Chen, hey? Why is he also Old Chen?"

Romon complained to himself, shook his head and sighed: "You, B, still want to make a movie, you should figure out the animation first.

Reply casually to the email - after [amateur team, lack of ability, embarrassing task].

Romon stopped paying attention to this matter, but turned his head and began to seriously think about how to post his warm-up dynamics.

Last time, Romon posted a picture of Tifa's sleeping face.

As for this time, Romon decided not to post it!

Hey, life is so full of surprises, you must never let the audience know your own temper.

After canceling the warm-up dynamic link, Romon finally checked the quality of the finished film, and after confirming that there were no problems, he clicked upload directly.

These processes are one sentence to say, but it is quite time-consuming to actually do it.

It was only after Romon and Tifa finished their dinner and Romon sent Tifa home that his film was reviewed and officially put on the shelves.

"Here we come! The first one is here!"

"Damn it, why is today's movie so sudden, there's no warm-up preview?"

"Hey, my "New Tifa Story" is here."

After the movie was uploaded, the first batch of viewers showed up one after another, and while they were watching the movie, Romon directly opened the system evaluation, and looked at the professional scores first.

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Remake target: New Police Story

Subject Completion: 100%

Story richness: 52%

Character richness: 63%

Detail restoration degree: 3%

Total professional score (basic score * total completion): 400*218%=872 points

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There is no sympathy for the system scoring.

In terms of theme, the system highly abstracts "New Police Story" into: the policeman who is the protagonist kills a villain against the policeman.