I cut reality into a movie

The sun pouring down from the clouds, passing over the snow-white wings, reflected these towering and distinctive buildings with golden light.

Here, is Las Vegas.

The first time Romon saw it, he fell in love with it - when he has a chance in the future, he must come here to make a film.

The gods who were addicted to filming probably couldn't hear the local gangsters in Las Vegas singing "I heard I thank you". After the plane landed, Romon came out of the terminal, breathing the hot and dry air here, He looked up and saw him and Tifa's new boss.

FBI detective named Sherlock.

This is a white male in his 40s, wearing a gray and white plaid suit and gold-rimmed glasses. He looks more like a middle-level manager of a large company than an FBI detective.

He was standing by the car, with his hands neatly folded in front of his lower abdomen, his posture was upright, and he looked like a serious person.

And from the moment Romon saw him to the few tens of seconds that Romon walked across the road, the inspector checked his watch back and forth three times, and he didn't know what he was anxious about.

"Andrew."

"Sherlock."

The two detectives shook hands lightly, and after they greeted each other, Andrew introduced the duo of Romon beside him: "Jackie Chen, Tifa Genfort, Inspector Sherlock should know about them information."

"of course."

Sherlock nodded coldly, and shook hands with Romontifa respectively: "Mr. Chen, Miss Janforte, this should be the first and last time I call you two by your real names, because from now on, Your identities become this."

He took out two brown paper document bags from the car window, and Sherlock handed them to Romon and Tifa respectively, then turned his face and said goodbye to Andrew: "Inspector Andrew, if there is nothing wrong, I will take them away."

"May the Lord bless you and may you all succeed in your mission."

Andrew smiled and bid farewell, and asked Sherlock to take care of the two new recruits by the way: "Inspector Sherlock, these two are good seedlings that I have worked so hard to find, so you should use them sparingly."

This is a very normal transfer of speech. Basically, when all the old bosses hand over their subordinates to the new boss, they will ask the other party to take good care of their soldiers.

However, it was this order that was so ordinary that it couldn't be more ordinary, but Sherlock's eyes tightened slightly, and his tone was slightly displeased:

"Everything is for the Federation. This is the belief that every FBI member should have. I believe that since the two of them have chosen to become a member of the FBI, they are ready to pay the corresponding price."

Uh……

Is this guy so good at chatting?

Hearing Sherlock's negative EQ answer, Romon looked at Andrew quite speechlessly, but the old man just shrugged his shoulders lightly and spread his hands. The meaning was obvious:

I've warned you that this guy is a bit paranoid, so don't look at me and wish you luck.

"May the Lord bless you both, I will go first."

Saying goodbye to Romon and Tifa again, Andrew waved his hands and turned to leave, but before turning around, the smile on the old man's face was quite awkward, probably Andrew was also looking forward to it, a troublesome guy like Romon who looks like a thorn in the head , What kind of interesting collision will happen with a paranoid weirdo like Sherlock.

Yeah, what a collision.

As far as Romon is concerned, he hopes that the collision will develop in two extremes.

The first one is that Sherlock just has a low EQ, and there is nothing wrong with him. Romon didn't communicate with him too much, but simply completed the task and simply forgot about each other.

As for the second type, Luo Meng naturally hopes that this old man will have a big problem, big enough to become an excellent extras, and make outstanding contributions to the ups and downs of the film's story.

So, Inspector Sherlock, which path will you choose?

Staring at Sherlock and paused for a few seconds, Romon said, "Sir, what is our next task?"

"Get in the car first."

Sherlock gave an order in a cold voice, and walked to the driver's seat by himself, leaving only Romon and Tifa looking at each other.

Taking the initiative to open the back seat door for Tifa, Romon greeted Tifa to take a seat and asked, "Officer Tifa, how about your new identity?"

"To be honest, I don't really feel any difference from my previous identity."

Tifa raised the document in his hand and introduced: "My undercover identity is a new police officer of the Tulsa Police Department. Not only has my job not changed, but I have only changed my name to Tifa Perry. "

"Because Tifa is a very popular girl's name in the middle states of the United States, there are a large number of women named Tifa here, so I didn't change your name."

Sherlock, who was sitting in the driver's seat, gave an indifferent explanation, and then asked Romon, "What about you, have you seen your new identity?"

"A tourist from South Korea, born in Suwon City, Gyeonggi-do, unemployed, making a living by working in casinos, his name is... Park In-yong?"

Looking at the name on his new identity, Romon almost spat blood on the back of Sherlock's head.

this name.

Did you do it on purpose?

Romon's exaggerated reaction made Sherlock a little strange:

"If my investigation is correct, Renyong is a common character in Korean names, and the surname Park is also a common surname in Korea. So, is there any problem with the fake name I prepared for you?"

"No, no problem, I like the name."

Putting aside the stalks that only he understands, Romon cleverly changed the subject: "Sir, I see that in my new identity, I have the label of being an unemployed vagabond and working in casinos to make a living. Is it possible that I came to Las Vegas this time? Do you want me to use gambling to reach the target?

"Hmph, it seems that your resume is not exaggerated. You are indeed an excellent policeman, and your guess is very accurate."

Taking a rather unexpected glance at Romon, Sherlock explained: "The reason why I asked you to meet in Las Vegas is because tonight, Lee Jae Joong, the number three member of the Holy One Church, will appear at Treasure Island Casino .”

"And you, Park In-yong, you will appear next to Lee Jae-joong, who has repeatedly lost in the gambling game, at the right time, and as your fellow Korean, help him regain the situation, so as to gain the opportunity for you to further communicate."

Sherlock has been looking at his watch anxiously today, because he has set up the game in Treasure Island Casino in advance, so he is worried that there will be some mistakes on Romon's side.

Now that Romon and Tifa arrived on time, Sherlock was completely at ease and never looked at the watch on his wrist again.

Listening to Sherlock's arrangement about the timing of the undercover, Romon nodded clearly: "Sir, it's a beautiful arrangement. I will definitely do my best to gain Li Zaizhong's trust and form a preliminary relationship with him."

To make a small promise, Romon asked Tifa about it: "By the way, sir, I integrated into the Holy One Church through gambling and my identity as a fellow Korean. What about Tifa, she is still a policeman in Tulsa. It has nothing to do with the Holy One Church, right?"

"Shi Dongchu, the leader of the Holy One Church, has a special preference for 'clean' white women. He has corrupted four white female police officers in Tulsa to become his lovers. Now, he can have a fifth."

Seduction can be regarded as the most common method in the undercover industry.

Sherlock didn't think there was anything wrong with his arrangement at all, and even further enriched Tifa's personality: "However, a new female police officer is too active, which will inevitably arouse Shi Dongchu's suspicion, so Officer Perry In Tulsa, you have to be upright."

"At this time, you need to cooperate. You have to help him corrupt Tifa Perry through delicate, gentle means that won't attract Shi Dong's attention."

stop!

old summer.

do not talk.

Your current behavior has already raised the alarm for me. Really, if you want to stay away from the position of 'dedicated group performer', you should stay away from Tifa.

Romon didn't directly deny Sherlock's plan. After all, this old man just made a normal plan from the perspective of a normal undercover agent.

Romon needs to give him a chance to admit his mistake.

So Romon calmed down and said, "Sir, if, I mean, if I can independently obtain important information about the Holy One Church, or even directly destroy the Holy One Church, will Officer Tifa not have to do this?" A meaningless sacrifice?"

"Senseless sacrifice?"

Hearing Romon's proposal, Sherlock looked at the two of them, and said in a displeased tone: "Listen, you two are here to be undercover agents, not to play games. Since you have chosen this job, you have to do it." Ready to sacrifice!"

"Using the body as a weapon to get close to the senior figures of the target organization is a compulsory course for all undercover agents. I believe you must have learned this course when you received undercover training in the police academy!"

"What's more, you are now members of the FBI. You are the sharp knives of the Federation. What you are responsible for is the highest interest of the Federation. What you want to pursue is the glory after completing the mission, not those irrelevant personal feelings!"

As if he felt that just shouting slogans was not convincing enough, Sherlock talked about his own experience: "About 15 years ago, when I was still young, in order to obtain a piece of confidential information, I had sex with three kidnappers. Niggers fucked all day and all night."

"After that day, I even pooped out of those things, but so what, this thing is put into words, isn't it just the last thing to take a shower, and it won't cause any problems in your life."

"So, don't take those boring things too seriously. For you, what really matters is the interests of the Federation and the glory you will enjoy after the mission is completed."

"As for the others... just hum and laugh."

Sherlock set an example and told the two Romons that undercover agents don't need to value chastity, but Romon listened to his narration and spit on Andrew in his heart:

Old Ann, do you call someone like Sherlock a bit paranoid?

He's almost fucking off to Mars, okay?

Hearing Sherlock's strange values ​​of focusing on missions and the Federation, Romon didn't know what to say.

Say this person is impartial?

He is not selfless either, as long as he has been talking about it for a long time, what he really pursues is not to burn himself and light up the country, he just pursues the sense of honor after completing the task.

Moreover, being strict with others, instigating others to sacrifice and taking honors for oneself is not a good habit worthy of praise.

Romon didn't say anything about Sherlock's personal statement. He just looked at Tifa, smiled slightly and said that he could handle everything, and then said again:

"Sir, since you said that everything is mission-oriented, does that also mean that you agree with the proposal I just made? As long as I can get what the organization needs, Officer Tifa doesn't need to make sacrifices."

"Hmph, let's wait until you complete the first step of the mission and successfully join the Holy One Church first."

Seeing that Romon was so stubborn, Sherlock didn't bother to continue talking nonsense with him. Instead, he told him that if you want to negotiate terms, you should first join the Holy One Church and prove your strength before speaking.

"Sir, I will prove that I can do it."

Romon narrowed his eyes slightly, looked at Sherlock's mobile phone that was charged by the car's central control, took out his own mobile phone, activated a hacking program with a smiling face on it, and connected it to another charging port of the car's central control: "Sir, Don't mind if I charge up."

"casual."

The rest of the journey was spent in dull silence.

After driving the car for 30 minutes on the sunny streets of Las Vegas, Sherlock dropped Romon and Tifa in front of a hotel.

"Change into suitable clothes and show up at Treasure Island Casino on time at eight o'clock in the evening."

Giving instructions to Romon, Sherlock turned his head to look at Tifa again: "In three days, take the identity document I gave you and report to the Tulsa police station. Before that, it's your last free time. Enjoy it."

"and also."

After giving orders separately, Sherlock said to the two at the same time: "Remember your current identities, Mr. Park Renyong, Ms. Tifa Perry, you should know how to control the distance between you."

After finishing speaking, Sherlock stepped on the accelerator and walked away, probably going to the Treasure Island Casino to further arrange the game.

Looking at the dust raised by his wheels, Tifa slightly shrugged his shoulders, raised his eyebrows and said, "It seems that our new chief is not an easy person to get along with."

"It's okay, Officer Tifa, I also have a unique way of dealing with people who are difficult to get along with."

Listening to Romon say that he has a unique method, Tifa can only think of continuous gunshots: "Inspector Sherlock is only for the mission, he is not a bad guy."

"What if he is?"

Luo Meng raised the mobile phone that intercepted the data in his hand: "I sincerely hope that he is a bad guy."

"Why? Just because he arranged for me to be the lover of the leader of the Holy One Church?"

"No, not because of that."

Romon shook his head lightly, and joked, "The reason I'm angry is because I'm not the leader of the Holy One Church."

"Hahahaha, Officer Tifa, just kidding, don't be angry."

Romon quickly corrected his statement.

Although he didn't quite understand why he would make such a joke.

Is it possible...

I don't just appreciate Officer Tifa from the director's point of view, but from a love point of view?

Romon looked at Tifa's slightly shy and slightly annoyed amber pupils, his mood was slightly shocked, and then he quickly looked at the countdown of the usage time under his system.

Only more than 150 days, not even half a year.

He calmed down instantly.

I'm just a studio director holding a limited-time experience card, and the pursuit of female stars is still too far away for me.

Romon put himself back into the director's position again, and he was not ready to really integrate into this new world.

He raised his phone again, and changed the subject stiffly: "Officer Tifa, do you want to come and explore the secrets of Chief Sherlock with me?"

"No." Tifa unexpectedly rejected Romon, and she said, "I want to go to the church in Las Vegas first."

"Go to church?" Romon was a little confused.

"Because I am a believer." Tifa explained: "Whenever I arrive in a new city, the first thing I do is go to the local church to pray."

Tifa lied.

She didn't have the habit of going to the local church to pray when she went to a place.

She suddenly wants to go to church now, because she is going to confess.

Because just now, Romon joked that he was about to have an intimate relationship with himself when he became the leader of Shengyi.

Tifa was moved.