Qin Yikun and Gaud were both excellent executors. Regardless of whether they truly understood Luo Nan's intentions, they placed the completion of the mission as their top priority.
Qin Yikun raised his hand. "Brother Gaud, you look more like one."
Gaud didn't decline. He nodded and reached into his clothes. He took out a pair of sunglasses and wore them on his face. He hid his calm uncle demeanor, making him look grim and serious.
He came from a military background. His words and mannerisms were all military. With his resume and image, it was no problem for him to fool an outsider. Plus, Luo Nan's two security supervisors had official credentials for the sake of convenience. He wasn't afraid of the SCA checking them.
Sure enough, Gaud stood in the middle of the aisle with a cold expression, indicating for the flow of people to stop. The group of people rapidly approaching in the aisle were baffled, but there were still people in the front row who subconsciously obeyed. As long as two or three people did so, the others couldn't help but be affected. They stopped one after another.
"What's going on?"
Someone in the back asked. A backstage worker tried to go forward and negotiate, but he was stopped by Qin Yikun just as he stepped out. Qin Yikun pressed down his eye-catching credentials. "Temporary security check. Please cooperate."
"We all came in through security checks. Is this necessary?" The worker was confused. But his words were tantamount to being led into a ditch by Qin Yikun.
After all, the people who came were celebrities. There was an assistant backstage director in charge of guiding them. He saw that the situation was strange, so he walked up with doubt in his eyes.
He looked at the group of people in front of him. Aside from Qin Yikun and Gaud, the men and women didn't look like government employees. There were only two of them, and they didn't have any equipment. How were they going to check dozens of people? A bare-handed search?
But as an insider, the assistant backstage director felt that Qin Yikun and Gaud were suspicious no matter how he looked at them. He understood that people who could enter backstage and put on this sort of attitude were definitely not good people.
Even if it was a nasty joke, he couldn't come to a conclusion before he understood the situation clearly. He hinted to his assistant to contact the higher-ups while negotiating with Qin Yikun. "Sir, the rest of the program is almost over. The performance equipment, props, and so on will all come from here. A bunch of people blocking here will seriously interfere with the rest of the program..."
Qin Yikun didn't care about this. He understood Luo Nan's intentions in arranging things like this. He simply talked about the situation in the most disgusting way possible. He expressionlessly moved his credentials to the assistant backstage director.
"I've received a report that someone is hiding a large amount of poison."
As soon as the last word came out, the expressions of many people in the crowd changed.
MMP！
The backstage director's assistant almost spat on his face. You're purposely picking on me, aren't you? Who didn't know that with the atmosphere in the entertainment circle and tonight's special situation, they could easily find a kilogram of pills backstage!
We're all here to make a living. Can you not do this kind of thing that'll ruin our jobs …
At this moment, on the distant stage, the music stopped, and a round of polite applause rang out, followed by the announcer's voice. Perhaps it was because he had said something interesting, but very quickly, the audience burst into laughter. It seemed to be even more enthusiastic than when Mo Ya and the others had finished their performance.
Luo Nan couldn't care less about whether Mountain Stream's performance would be a success or not. He looked at the chaotic momentum that was beginning to sprout in front of him. Instead, he became more and more certain of his judgment.
Sometimes, the so-called intuition would be more than a step faster than logic. It was only at this moment that Luo Nan was able to understand his underlying train of thought.
His psychic sensor network could adjust the time and space scales at any time and display them directly. Because of this, he discovered some possibilities.
Octopus discovered that the clue was near the preparation area for the stage performance. If the timing was coincidental and the pharmacist was trapped there, an interesting situation would occur:
In order to maintain order, it was a one-way street. At the same time, it was packed to the brim with performers who were about to go on stage. If they went against the flow, it would be very eye-catching. Under normal circumstances, it might not be a big deal, but if Octopus, Cat Eyes, and Raven were all three ability users in the vicinity at the same time, the pharmacist would be unable to grasp the ins and outs of the situation for a while. He might not necessarily have the guts to do so.
This left the pharmacist with only two options. One of them rushed onto the stage and jumped into the auditorium; the other passed through the emergency passageway between the two preparation areas backstage.
The first possibility was close to zero. The two preparation areas were connected by a passage to the next floor. From time to time, there would be people shuttling back and forth according to the stage arrangement. It was not surprising that there were one or two more people.
Then, it was very likely that the pharmacist would pass through the emergency passageway and leave through the exit passage here.
Of course, this was just one possibility. Perhaps Octopus wasn't able to block it in time and the pharmacist had already left. Or perhaps the pharmacist had already passed through the passageway and successfully escaped before the group of fragrant beauties arrived. Or perhaps Luo Nan and the others were listening to Bamboo Pole's speech.
But then again, if these conditions of time and space were fulfilled at the same time, then the situation would be very interesting. It was extremely likely that the pharmacist would mix in with the performers in front or behind them, bumping into Luo Nan and the others!
The probability might not look too good, but there was nothing to do right now. Why not give it a try?
Luo Nan was considering how to create a 'small' stimulation to lock onto a possible target. His wristband vibrated once more, this time from Mo Peng: "Nanster, what the hell are you doing? The Empress Dowager has already asked eight hundred times! "
"Me and Brother Hai Jing are backstage. This location is pretty good. We can listen from start to finish … … You're in the theater, yet you're making a call. Pay attention to your manners."
Luo Nan casually dealt with Mo Peng and hung up. He suddenly thought of something at this time. Hai Jing was also an industry insider. He had been backstage for so long. It seemed that he could be of help.
So Luo Nan asked casually: "Brother Hai Jing, you recognize all of these people?"
This greeting caused many people to turn their gazes to Hai Jing's face. Hai Jing was innocently thrown into the maelstrom. He was also stunned.
"Hai Jing? From Mingtang Culture? "
"Mm. Yes, Director Mao."
"I'm the assistant director."
The assistant director with the surname Mao didn't appreciate Hai Jing's kindness at all. His heart was stifled and he had nowhere to vent. He finally saw someone who could hold it in. He couldn't control the evil fire in his belly: "Hai Jing, what's going on here? You know them? You … … "
Halfway through his words, Assistant Mao suddenly seemed to understand something. His face suddenly turned green. Under the push of his emotions, he already began to speak indiscriminately: "You f * cking called them here? What the hell are you doing!? I still haven't settled the debt with you from before. Your Mingtang Culture doesn't want to mingle in the circle anymore, right? "
The line of people's gazes focused on Hai Jing in an instant. It was as if thousands of arrows had pierced through Hai Jing's heart.
This kind of scene was not something that any agent in the industry could endure. Hai Jing was a man. He didn't collapse. He just furrowed his brows and wanted to open his mouth to explain a few words.
At this time, Luo Nan raised his hand to stop him.
It could be said that stimulation was a very necessary method. Luo Nan was able to find subtle traces from the direction of the turbid mental flow once a person's mental state underwent a change.
Luo Nan didn't know the limits of an ability user's concealment. Just by looking at the data, many people could restrain the traces of their own life to the minimum. Their breathing, heartbeat, and even body temperature could all be concealed flawlessly.
However, he believed that such a situation practically didn't exist on the mental plane. Unless the target truly had no thoughts or thoughts, they would often press down on one end and stick up on the other … … Fine. Even if the target truly had no thoughts or thoughts, wouldn't it be more eye-catching in the surging turbid currents of the human heart?
Luo Nan had discovered earlier that there were people in the team who had a guilty conscience when he let Qin Yikun and Gao De block the way and inspect them. Strictly speaking, these people were all suspicious, but there were far too many of them. It wasn't easy to lock onto a specific person.
But now, a new round of stimulation was formed. The two reactions were compared, and interesting details appeared.
Luo Nan's gaze swept through the crowd, hoping to further narrow down the scope. He could ignore the gazes of others, but the problem was that Hai Jing was almost at his limit after resisting for so long.
"Nanster, don't harm me!"
"It's okay." Luo Nan transferred all of his mental energy to the minute changes in the turbid currents of the mental. His reply was quite insincere.
Hai Jing squeezed out words from between his teeth, "Mo Ya and the others have already left the stage. They're going to pass through here!"
"Oh, I know. I just so happen to have some things that require Sister Shuiyi's help … … Speaking of which, Brother Hai Jing, you've really drawn quite a bit of hatred. Are you going to become the public enemy of the industry?"
"......"
"I'm in the same line of work as you. I hate it too. I could clearly go back and get high on drugs, but then I was suddenly interrupted. Anyone would be annoyed." Zhang Yingying was all smiles as she joined in on the fun. Her bright eyes roamed as she spoke. She imitated Luo Nan in searching for a target in the crowd, but she didn't find any clues.
Luo Nan quite approved of her logic, "Though it's a misunderstanding, the hatred is quite intense. It has a clear target. In this way, Brother Hai Jing, the only one who can let you go is either a Buddha or a demon. "
The group of people from Assistant Mao all looked at each other in dismay. They practically believed that Luo Nan was a mental patient. Assistant Mao also discovered that the one leading the group was actually Luo Nan, this immature and immature kid.
Motherfucker! The younger one was, the more dangerous it was in this environment!
Perhaps he was a big shot.
Assistant Mao still wanted to try and communicate with Luo Nan, but his immediate superior, the backstage director, called him at this time. The moment he opened his mouth, he rained curses on him, "What the hell are you doing over there? Don't you know that the next program is going to start from the east preparation area? It's a fucking intestinal obstruction right now. Are you going to use your fingers to dig it out? "
"Director, it's like this … …"
"Hey, what's going on over here?"
A hoarse voice rang out from the back of the passageway. Luo Nan had a vague impression of it. It was the voice of Mountain Creek's keyboardist, Ma Lou. It sounded like he was forcefully raising his voice. His mood was quite gloomy.
Actually, the mood of the entire band, from Mo Ya down, was quite terrible. They hurriedly got off the stage and left in a hurry. They just happened to pass through this passageway, blocking the performers in front of them.
Luo Nan subconsciously wanted to greet them over there, but a subtle change appeared in the direction of the turbid mental flow. It seemed to have arisen precisely because of the arrival of Mo Ya and the others.
Over here … … Huh?
Luo Nan had practically locked onto his target, but the other party's conditions on the mental plane were compatible. He was unable to suppress the lack and contradiction of some key judgment conditions. Some of them were even completely unreasonable.
No, wait a minute. It was precisely because they were completely unreasonable that he couldn't find them.
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