"Red Dragon! Prince! What are you doing? "cried Famous in a low voice.
Red Dragon lay in the grass and did not respond. Prince's body was shaking like a leaf in the wind, and it could fall at any time.
No! The script was not like this. In this scene of the sneak attack, they only needed to highlight the bravery of the three police dogs. There was no need to complicate things.
Famous was extremely confused. Could it be that the script had been quietly changed at some point in time without Famous knowing?
Or was this the improvisation of Red Dragon and Prince?
Famous couldn't make a judgment for the time being. It lowered its head, nudged Red Dragon with its nose, and pushed it with a front paw.
Red Dragon opened its eyes reluctantly and looked at it, then closed them weakly. It breathed weakly and foamed at the mouth. If this was acting, then Famous really had to look at it differently...
However, this did not seem to be acting. Red Dragon clenched its teeth, and the white foam gushing from its teeth was slightly yellow. Unless it had eaten some yellow dye in advance, it was unlikely to be able to do this with acting alone...
Famous was thinking, and it did not realize that its thinking speed had slowed down. At this moment, with another plop, Prince also fell.
Famous hurriedly ran over to check. Prince's situation was the same as Red Dragon's. They were both dying.
The situation was not right! Something was wrong!
Famous felt that something was wrong!
Why did it not notice the crisis in advance? Was it because it could only see the future a few seconds later? When it noticed the crisis, it was already deep in it.
It remembered Zhang Zian's words: not all dangers could be avoided in time, but it was too late.
Famous's forelimbs were soft, and it could no longer support its body. It fell to the ground and lay on its side in the grass. There was a withered yellow bristle growing in front of its nostrils, swaying left and right with its breath like a pendulum. It seemed to have some kind of hypnotic effect, making it feel sleepier and sleepier...
This was not an audition, nor was it an acting test.
Its pupils reflected the rolling and circling smoke. It seemed to have seen such a scene somewhere before.
Yes, there was something wrong with this smoke!
Some distant memories resurfaced in its mind. It was sure that it had experienced a similar situation — on a real battlefield that was like a meat grinder, someone had released a gas bomb and killed hundreds and thousands of people in just a few minutes …
"Famous … Famous …"
Zhang Zian's voice seemed to be getting closer and closer. The sound of hurried footsteps could be heard, and figures appeared in the smoke.
"Don't come over … This smoke is poisonous …"
It wanted to try to respond, to remind Zhang Zian, but its throat was burning, and its vocal cords could only make a low, hoarse sound. It couldn't even say a complete sentence.
"Don't come over …"
Its consciousness became more and more blurry. Its mouth opened and closed, but it could only repeat this sentence over and over.
It knew who did it. It must be the pyrotechnician, Guan Biao!
Releasing the poisonous smoke would put everyone in danger? Was that person really that deranged? Was he crazy? With such a big thing happening, did Guan Biao think he could escape the punishment of the law and the condemnation of public opinion?
Things were not that simple. Something must have gone wrong somewhere. They had overlooked something …
However, Famous had no energy to think anymore, and its mouth was no longer moving.
A hexagonal snowflake fell from the sky and mischievously kissed its lifeless eyes …
…
Famous's eyelids turned cold, and it suddenly woke up!
It didn't know when it had fallen asleep on the ground.
Everything around was the same as before. The crew members were busy nervously making the final preparations for the afternoon shooting. The male lead and supporting actor, who played the border police, had finished their makeup and were in position. Several foreigners, who played the foreign armed criminals, were also in position, and the prop guns had been distributed to their hands.
Red Dragon and Prince were lying quietly next to each other, their eyes bright.
Before falling asleep, they had been led by Feng Xuan to walk several times, and they had become familiar with the circuitous route. Feng Xuan was leading the cameraman and the camera assistant to adjust the position of the camera and the trajectory of the lens.
Zhang Zian was playing with his phone. He turned his head and glanced at it. "Famous, you're awake? I said I would wake you up in a few minutes. "
Famous stood up, its legs a little weak because of the nightmare.
A thin blanket slid off its back. It was the blanket that Zhang Zian had been sitting on.
"It's good that you're awake. It's snowing, and it's a little cold." He bent over to pick up the blanket and put it under his butt again.
Famous looked up at the sky. Just then, a hexagonal snowflake fell on the tip of its nose and immediately melted into water, making its nose cool and waking up.
"How long did I sleep?" Its voice was hoarse.
Zhang Zian glanced at his phone. "Not long, just a few minutes, no more than 10 minutes. Don't worry, you didn't delay anything. "
"What about Guan Biao? Where is Guan Biao? "it asked eagerly.
"Over there." Zhang Zian raised his finger and pointed to several foreigners extras with high noses and deep eyes. They were playing the foreign armed criminals in this scene.
Guan Biao was standing in front of them, putting blood bags into their clothes, connecting the handheld detonators, and finally fixing the thin aluminum plate between the blood bags and the actors' bodies. The thin aluminum plate was used to absorb the impact, otherwise, the small explosion that could tear the blood bags and clothes would also make people feel a lot of pain, and they might even be injured.
Zhang Zian had been observing him, making sure that he didn't do anything unusual, so he was relieved.
"No!" Famous stared at Guan Biao's busy figure. "He did something … I saw … Smoke, it's poisonous smoke! During the shooting, Red Dragon, Prince, and me … all died … "
"Poisonous smoke?" Zhang Zian was shocked. "No way? With so many people present, he dared to release poisonous smoke? By the way, Famous, how did you know? "
No wonder he didn't believe it, even Famous didn't believe it. Anyway, releasing poisonous smoke was too crazy, wasn't it?
"I just dreamed about it, but I'm not sure if it's a crisis omen … Maybe it's just a dream …" it said hesitantly, increasingly doubting its own dream.
What you think about in the day, you dream at night. Maybe it had a preconceived idea of Guan Biao and always thought that he would play tricks, which was why it had such an unrealistic dream.
Zhang Zian knew that its crisis omen ability could only predict a crisis in the next few seconds, and it looked like there were still at least ten minutes before the official start of shooting. To say that this was a crisis omen was a bit too long …
However, he didn't ignore its words with a clear conscience. What if it was a crisis omen? What if Famous and the two police dogs really died after the start of shooting? You only have one life, so you can't be careless.
"Should I go to the director and ask him to postpone the shooting and carefully review the safety measures?" Zhang Zian suggested.
"Forget it," Famous said, shaking its head. "It's probably just a nightmare. I'll be more vigilant during the shooting. "
Unless there was a clear reason, or there was an irresistible external force, postponing the shooting was not a trivial matter. It would delay everyone's time, and the director was unlikely to agree. He would only think that Zhang Zian was being paranoid.
Having said that, Zhang Zian's thoughts were still fluctuating, and he couldn't calm down. At this time, Luo Qingyu was still causing trouble for him, constantly sending messages to harass him, and the message prompts made him upset.
Luo Qingyu begged Zhang Zian to recommend him to the director, saying that in addition to taking photos, he was also very knowledgeable about photography. He was responsible for the school's sports meeting, and the content of the photos had been well received by the school leaders. In addition, he had also participated in the campus DV photography contest, but he didn't get a good ranking because the script was too bad. He was very knowledgeable about photography.
Zhang Zian temporarily blocked Luo Qingyu's message prompts.
After thinking for a while, he asked, "Famous, where did the smoke come from? Is it a smoke bomb? "
He remembered that the smoke bomb in the crew was just a simple prop, which couldn't be compared to a real smoke bomb. It could only emit a few smoke for the cameraman to take a close-up shot, and it couldn't create the effect of smoke.
"It's not a smoke bomb. It came from farther away." Famous identified the direction and said, "It came from behind the enemy's position, and then it was blown over by the wind."
The enemy's position was located in the northwest, and their position was located in the southeast. Now there was a force two or three northwest wind, and the trajectory of the smoke would pass by the foreign extras. If it was poisonous smoke, wouldn't these foreigners die first?
Zhang Zian still didn't dare to be careless. "Do you remember the approximate position of the smoke? Take me there. "
"Probably …"
Famous hesitated and led him to the back of the enemy's position.
A few foreigners had already finished putting on makeup and were shouting something at Zhang Zian and Famous. Zhang Zian ignored them and carefully observed Famous's actions.
Famous put its nose close to the ground, sniffed around, and soon found a suspicious position. It was a few flat stones the size of a palm, randomly stacked together. It was hard to tell whether they were man-made or natural.
"It's here," Famous said with certainty. "There's something under the stone."
Zhang Zian squatted down and opened the stone, revealing a yellow and white round cake the size of a sesame seed cake on a metal tray.
"What is this?" He couldn't recognize the origin of this thing.
"I don't know." Famous had never seen it before either. "But I can smell it. It's under several other stones."
"Actors in position! Actors in position! "the director's assistant shouted from afar." Start shooting immediately! "
Famous couldn't think of any clues. It looked at the acting area and saw that everyone was in position except for itself. "Forget it. Let's go back."
Some of the foreigners were gesticulating to them, urging them to leave quickly.
Zhang Zian bent down and looked at the small round cake closely. The small round cake seemed to be very soft, and there were many khaki-colored particles densely embedded in it.
He didn't dare to act rashly. He took out his mobile phone and took pictures of the small round cake from several angles, and then sent them to Luo Qingyu. "Test you. Didn't you say that you are very familiar with making movies? Do you know what this is? "
Luo Qingyu replied almost instantly, "Is this a written test or an interview? It's too simple. This is a smoke cake, which is used to generate smoke in movies. In addition to making movies, it is often used in portrait photography. When taking pictures of girls, you can pinch off a small piece and light it with a lighter to create a smoky effect and add layers to the picture. However, when you use it indoors, you usually pinch off a small piece instead of using such a big piece. It will be very choking. Maybe the neighbors will think that there is a fire, and it will be troublesome if the fire brigade is called. How about it? Full marks for my answer, right? "
In order to prove his words, he also sent a few pictures of girls. Some of them were intimate photos, and some were outdoor cosplay photos. They were cosplaying characters from Xianxia anime or games. The common point of these pictures was that they were all surrounded by smoke, creating a hazy mood and illusory "fairy atmosphere."
Smoke cake?
Zhang Zian's eyes lingered on the pictures of the girls for two seconds. These pictures were of high quality, and the girls were also of high quality. He didn't believe that they were taken by Luo Qingyu. He must have stolen someone else's pictures.
He thought about it and sent another message. "Is the smoke cake poisonous?"
Luo Qingyu replied, "Poisonous? How could it be poisonous? Of course, it must be poisonous if you eat it. After all, the main ingredients of the smoke cake are sulfur and sawdust, which can't be eaten. Besides, what are the small particles on the smoke cake? They are not on ordinary smoke cakes … Is it specially made by the film crew? "
Sulfur and sawdust?
Zhang Zian seemed to have vaguely grasped some clues.
Luo Qingyu was still sending messages. "How is it? Did I pass the written test? When can I report to the crew? I have more pictures of girls wearing even less. Do you want to take a look? "
Although it sounded very tempting, Zhang Zian temporarily ignored Luo Qingyu. He pinched off a small yellow particle, put it under his nose, and took a deep breath.
A unique faint stench entered his nostrils.
There was no mistaking it. These small particles were sulfur!
Zhang Zian dusted off the dirt on his pants, stood up from the ground, and looked at the noisy foreign extras.
He finally figured out that this was a very well-designed trap.
The main ingredients of the smoke cake were sulfur and sawdust, and Guan Biao added more sulfur on top of that.
Sulfur burned in the air to produce sulfur dioxide. Sulfur dioxide was colorless and had a molecular weight of 64, which was much heavier than oxygen and nitrogen. It would deposit near the ground and had no effect on people, but dogs crawling would inhale a lot of sulfur dioxide. After entering the blood, it combined with hemoglobin and was distributed along the blood flow to various organs.
If people inhaled sulfur dioxide, although it was harmful, it would not be life-threatening in the short term. However, dogs were different. If they inhaled sulfur dioxide, it would produce disulfide in their bodies, causing an acute hemolytic reaction — the same effect as eating onions.
Zhang Zian thought of the onions he had just picked out at lunch and understood that this was a double trap. Whether it was the onions or the smoke cake, the ultimate goal was to let excessive disulfide enter the bodies of Famous and the two police dogs.
The cleverest thing was that this trap only worked on dogs. People would not be poisoned by the smoke, and after the smoke cake burned out, the evidence would also be annihilated. By the time Famous and the two police dogs started to pee blood the next day, everything would be too late. Although it was unlikely to be fatal, they would definitely not be able to participate in the shooting.
The crew members were a little impatient, looking around for Zhang Zian and Famous. Guan Biao seemed to look over with a guilty conscience. His eyes met Zhang Zian's from afar, and then his whole body trembled.
Zhang Zian sneered. You were good at chemistry in high school, weren't you? Coincidentally, so was I, a loyal audience of "Breaking Bad."
He picked up his mobile phone and dialed Sheng Ke's number. The first sentence he said was, "Captain Sheng, I found the evidence you wanted. Now please come over immediately. As a law-abiding citizen, I want to report a case."
Sheng Ke was deeply surprised and immediately asked, "Where are you? I'll be right there. "
Zhang Zian told him the location of the location and hung up the phone.
Feng Xuan was the first to find him, followed by his assistant and deputy director. He said angrily, "Zhang, what are you waiting for? Don't you know that everyone is waiting for you and Famous? "
Zhang Zian smiled. "Director Feng, I'm sorry. I'm afraid everyone will have to wait a little longer. Maybe today's shooting will be canceled."
"Ah?" Feng Xuan was stunned. "What's wrong? What happened?"
Zhang Zian nodded. "There is something... By the way, Director Feng, I think you should call the new pyrotechnician and urge him to hurry up and report."
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