The next day, almost all the entertainment media had headlines like "The youngest Palme d 'Or winner has been announced. The 24-year-old American director Adrian Kewell wins the Cannes Film Festival's highest honor."
Whether it was the American or European film industry, everyone was shocked by the news. Although some people had predicted that "Pulp Fiction" would win the Palme d 'Or, when it really fell into Adriaan's hands, people could not help but exclaim because he was so young.
They thought that the 26-year-old Steven Soderberg, who won the Palme d 'Or with "Sex, Lies, and Videotape" in 1989, was young enough. They did not expect that the 24-year-old Adriaan would break the record three years later.
After Soderberg became the youngest Palme d 'Or winner, he was given the title of "Child Director Prodigy" and was in the limelight for a while. Now that Adriaan had broken the record, how could they describe it? No one knew.
Although Soderberg's award-winning work was his first, which was very surprising, Adriaan was more controversial and attractive. The son of a rich family, who lost his parents at a young age, suddenly woke up and picked up the camera to become a screenwriter and director. Then, in just two years, he produced three low-budget, high-box office movies. He had his own film production company, but he preferred the cult style of independent films, which had a humanistic feel to it. Thus, he became the youngest Oscar nominee for Best Director.
Faced with such an achievement, which was achieved in two years, or even a year and a half, it was difficult for anyone to give a suitable definition and description. No matter who it was, it was difficult to give a suitable definition and description. Before this, the title of genius director could still be put on his head, but after he broke the record and became the youngest Palme d'Or winner, it was obviously no longer appropriate.
"This is really a magical guy. His existence seems to be dedicated to subverting our understanding. If it wasn't for the fact that his fourth film is likely to be stillborn," an American newspaper wrote.
Well, no matter what, they would not forget to mention this matter. However, the public had temporarily ignored it, especially the fans who paid attention to the progress of the film festival. They could not wait to see what kind of film Adriaan's latest cult-style work was. Many veteran fans who had been following Adriaan since the time of "Two Smokers" wrote to Bosworth Pictures, asking when "Pulp Fiction" would be released.
There were also many such fans in Europe. A British media did a survey in a certain cult film club, and all the club members said they wanted to see the film as soon as possible.
"I have to admit, this young man full of miracles attracted everyone's attention the moment he won the Palme d 'Or," a British media summarized the results of the investigation.
The Cannes Film Festival held its closing ceremony on the third day after the award ceremony. The reporters started contacting the crew of 'Pulp Fiction', who were about to return, in hopes of interviewing Adrian. However, all of their requests were politely rejected.
"Mr. Adriaan has other matters to deal with," the director of the crew answered the reporters' questions.
The reporters were obviously not satisfied with this answer, so they camped outside the hotel where the crew was staying all day, wanting to take advantage of the fact that they had not returned yet. However, the reporters soon discovered that Adriaan was not among the crew. He did not appear even after the crew of "Pulp Fiction" had left Cannes. News came from the United States that the young director was not among the crew that had returned to Los Angeles.
Obviously, it was impossible for Adriaan to disguise himself and stay with the crew. There was no need for that, so he must have left Cannes before this. Where did he go?
"Thank you for your efforts, Mr. Wilson. I am very satisfied with your work." A man in a trench coat and a wide-brimmed hat reached out to the middle-aged man behind the desk after flipping through the documents.
He had a very eye-catching big nose, a pair of large black-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose, and two strands of mustache stuck to his lips. At first glance, it was obvious that he had deliberately dressed up like this.
"It's my honor to be of service to you, Mr. Sanger." Dean Wilson breathed a sigh of relief. This commission had taken him almost a year. If it wasn't for the huge sum of money, he might have given up.
"Right, Mr. Wilson, are you interested in another commission?" The man suddenly opened his mouth.
Dean who was tidying up his desk suddenly stopped. After thinking for a moment, he tentatively asked: "Are you still looking for someone?"
"Yes." The man nodded. "But this time the person I am looking for is in the China continent."
"China continent?" Dean froze for almost ten seconds, then shook his head: "I'm sorry, Mr. Sanger. I'm afraid I have to refuse you. If the person you are looking for is in Hong Kong, I can find a way, but China continent …"
At this point, he suddenly sneered and spread his hands.
"Don't worry, Mr. Wilson." The man laughed, but his somewhat outrageous and eccentric face made his smile look very strange. "This time the information is very detailed. You just need to find the place given in the information to see if there is a person you are looking for. If there is a general investigation of him – it's best to have a photo – you don't even need to contact him."
"That's it?" Dean looked a little inexplicable.
"Yes, that's it. It's very simple." The man nodded. "The commission is the same as the last time."
Hearing this sentence, Dean was a little excited, so he tentatively asked: "Such a simple thing can be done by anyone, right? Why must I be entrusted to do it? "
"Because you are a professional." The man shrugged. "Moreover, you have just completed my commission. You can be trusted."
Seeing that Dean was silent, the man immediately said: "I have the information with me. You can look at it first before making a decision."
He took out a file from the package and handed it to Dean. The private detective was not careless. He immediately opened the file and looked through it. There was not much information, so it only took him a few minutes to read it.
"That's it?" Dean asked after pondering for a while.
"That's it. As I just said, I just want to know if there is such a person. If there is, what is he doing now? What kind of life is he living? Of course, it's best to bring back a photo. "The man spread his hands.
"Well, I'll take this commission." After thinking for a long time, Dean nodded.
After coming out of the office, the man got into his car, started the engine and drove for a while. He looked at the rearview mirror and turned into an English-style alley. He stopped on the side of the road and waited for a long time. He took off his fake nose, fake beard, black-rimmed glasses, trench coat and hat and put them into the backpack in the back seat.
"Fortunately, I don't need to come often. Otherwise, I will definitely be annoyed to death." Adriaan sighed. He looked at the rearview mirror and tidied up his face a little. He tidied up his hair and then drove out of the alley.
The morning after the award ceremony, he left Cannes in disguise and drove to Nice. Then he took a plane from Nice to London. Only a few people, including Laffern, knew about his itinerary. Naturally, the reporters couldn't catch his trace.
Now that the Palme d 'Or was in his hands, there was no need for him to stay any longer. It was better to hurry up and prepare for the last movie of the year. Once the movie was completed, he could completely relax for a long time. As for the publicity work of "Pulp Fiction", of course, only Laffern could do it. In view of his excellent public relations skills, Adriaan had already discussed with Claude. Laffern deserved it.
Originally, he wanted to take Monica to London, but he gave up the plan after considering various reasons.
After arriving in London, the first thing he did was to disguise himself and go to Wilson's office to meet the private detective. As early as half a month ago, the other party had faxed the most similar woman's information. However, at that time, Adriaan was preparing for the Cannes Film Festival, so he had to postpone it until now.
After a detailed face-to-face conversation with Dean Wilson, Adriaan carefully and repeatedly analyzed the information collected by the other party. He had to confirm that the woman the other party found was J. K. Rowling. The reason why he used the word "must" was that J. K. Rowling hadn't married her first husband yet. She was still in the process of getting married, and he didn't know where her daughter was. This was one of the reasons why Dean took so long to find her.
This situation was not an ordinary trouble. After thinking about it, he could only choose to temporarily put it aside and let things develop. Otherwise, god knows what would happen because of the butterfly effect. Of course, it was still necessary to prepare for both sides. Adriaan didn't allow his plan to go wrong, so he needed to take time to plan.
However, it could be seen that Dean Wilson's ability was really good. In this case, he could still find the person he was looking for. Therefore, Adriaan simply entrusted the matter of China to him. Although he firmly believed that there would not be another him in this time and space, it was still a matter of concern. In any case, he grew up in that land in his previous life. Letting someone go and see it was a wish.
After driving for about 20 minutes, when the street scene changed from a residential area to a commercial area and then to a residential area, Adriaan finally slowed down and finally stopped the car on the side of the road. Once again looking at the rearview mirror, he determined that he was not being rude. Then he grabbed another backpack on the back seat and grabbed Winnie the Pooh from it. He took the chubby doll out of the car and walked to the door of the apartment on the street.
The bell rang, and then Adriaan took a long breath. Soon he would face trouble, and this trouble was one of the main reasons he came to London.
He didn't know what kind of situation it would be. Just as he was thinking, the door in front of him opened.
