Chapter 1 Dinosaur Blood
At dawn, a shrill howl suddenly sounded.
Hoke woke up from his sleep, immediately jumped out of bed, pressed against the wall and moved gently to the window, peeking out.
There is nothing on the withered and yellow grassland, and the misty lake is vaguely visible in the distance.
The howl came again, the unique cry of the North American coyote.
This is not his cell! Hawke looked away in confusion and quickly looked around.
A rough and dilapidated wooden house blocked the cold wind, and the log beams holding up the roof were covered with cobwebs.
The temperature was a bit low, so Hawke picked up the thick coat next to him and put it on, and found a line of English printed on it: For the exclusive use of the "Singing Detective" crew.
He looked around and found a brand new newspaper and two texts on the wooden table in front of the fireplace.
Hoke first looked at the newspaper, the "Provo Herald" on January 5, 2002, published in Provo, Utah.
A recruitment notice was circled in the newspaper with a pen.
"The crew of "The Singing Detective" affiliated to Akerman Films is recruiting temporary stunt actors. It requires men under 30 years old, about six feet tall, with a strong build, good at climbing and using firearms, and those with professional experience are preferred... ..."
Hoke put down the newspaper and picked up a text. This was the extras contract for the crew of "The Singing Detective". It was signed by Downing Ward.
The other text is a comprehensive physical examination report and stuntman insurance contract provided by the crew of "The Singing Detective", signed by Tangning Ward.
The insurance contract for stuntmen stipulates that the crew must conduct a physical examination of the corresponding actor before taking out insurance.
Hawke quickly looked through the physical examination report. All indicators were within the healthy range, and one of them caught his attention.
The person undergoing the physical examination belongs to the Hh blood type system!
A doctor inmate once talked to Hawke about rare blood types. If Rh-negative blood is panda blood, Hh blood type can be called dinosaur blood.
Hoke glanced at his hands subconsciously. His slender palms were covered with calluses. He took a few steps to the wall, took off the mirror hanging on the wooden wall, and wiped off the thick dust on the mirror with his big hands.
The person in the mirror has brown hair as messy as withered weeds, a slightly chubby face that hasn’t shaved for an unknown period of time, and a slightly fatter body, like a skinny brown bear that has just finished hibernation.
"Is this Tangning Ward?" Hawke whispered, with a little more memory of his life experience in his head.
The original owner of this body is Tangning Ward. He followed his father in poaching near Utah Lake very early. Later he engaged in extreme sports, but did not become famous. After the old Ward died, he took it with him After being hurt by her first love, she returned to Provo and inherited the house, doing nothing to heal her heartache.
Spurred by cheap food, Tangning Ward gradually lost shape and her wallet was about to dry up. When she saw the recruitment notice in the newspaper, she went to apply for a job in downtown Provo. With her good foundation, she got the temporary stunt job. Actor's job.
Tangning Ward left very few memories, which were relatively vague and were all related to her life experience.
Returning to the time-travel experience in 2002 is still within Hawke's acceptance range.
Because in the 2020s he has experienced, all kinds of time travel are rampant on the Internet.
Of course, more importantly, Hawke regained his freedom.
In his previous life, Hawke was involved in Internet public opinion control. He came to North America to practice special skills such as firearms fighting all year round. He caused chaos several times in the United States, and finally offered a 200-year meal and accommodation package in California.
At that time, his residence was located in the San Jose Prison and he was held in solitary confinement 23 hours a day.
The days of losing freedom and slowly waiting to die are not easy to endure.
With his stomach growling, Hawke opened the paint-peeled refrigerator and found a pack of toast and half a bottle of jam. He looked at the date, took a table knife, spread the jam on the bread, and carefully inspected the cabin while eating. .
In modern society, survival is inseparable from money.
Hoke found the wallet with $17 in cash stuffed inside.
Thanks to the skills he learned in his previous life, when Hawke finished eating the bread, he found a secret compartment on the wall beside the bed. He used a knife to pry open the wood on it, took out an iron box and opened it. The bag contained six driver's licenses, from men and women, old and young, from all over the United States. Under the driver's license, there is also a compact M60 short-barreled revolver.
Hawke picked up the pistol and skillfully opened the magazine. There were only 4 bullets left in it.
He carefully checked the bullets and pistol. They were in good condition, then reloaded them and put them in his pocket.
This place is located in a mountainous suburb, with the vast Utah Lake in front of it. Hawke had a bad association.
Old Ward has probably done business without capital.
Hoke looked through the driver's license, stared at it, took out one and put it away.
The owner of this driver's license is Hawk Osmond, who was born in 1980. He has short black hair and comes from the vast and sparsely populated state of Wyoming. His appearance is somewhat similar to his current body.
The other five driver's licenses are either of different genders or too old or too young, so they are of little use to him.
Hoke carefully inspected the wooden house again and found nothing new. He went to the fireplace and lit a fire, and the five driver's licenses were completely burned to ashes.
He mixed it with firewood ashes, put it in a trash can, went out and walked through the withered yellow grass, all the way to the high point of Utah Lake, and scattered the ashes into the lake.
The weather is a bit cold and gloomy and it may snow.
Hawke returned to the cabin and sat at the wooden table, thinking about what to do next.
The experience in his previous life made Hawk want to do something, but experience told him that one person's influence is limited.
How to have huge influence?
It is not difficult for Hawke to think of power and wealth.
In the United States, the two can be converted into each other.
He looked at the dilapidated wooden house with only 17 US dollars in his wallet, and immediately frowned.
If you want to develop, you must get out of Provo.
Hawk first thought of Los Angeles, where he had stayed in his previous life, and then his eyes fell on the stuntman contract.
American classes are solidified, and it is extremely difficult for poor people to develop.
Hoke instantly became extremely realistic. Power and wealth were too far away. What was urgent now was to make some money first.
A sum of money that would allow him to travel to Los Angeles and not live on the streets.
Hoke lowered his head and glanced at the words "Singing Detective" on his coat. He couldn't give up his job as a stuntman for the time being.
While he was thinking, the sound of a car engine came from outside the window. He took out the revolver in his pocket, quickly came to the window, and quietly looked out.
An old two-seat Dodge pickup truck drove over from the highway and stopped in front of the stone road leading to the wooden house.
The driver's door opened, and a blond man with white skin got out. He was about the same age as Hawke. He was also wearing a thick jacket with the words "Singing Detective" printed on it.
He came to the door, banged the door, and shouted: "Lazy guy, get up quickly, the crew is filming on the last day, don't be late."
Put the Hawk pistol in his pocket and keep the muzzle He walked forward, leaning against the wall towards the door, and asked vaguely as he walked: "Who is it? Knocking on the door so early?"
The man said again: "Me, David! Are you still drunk? Can't you even tell me?" There was impatience in his voice: "We will get our salary after filming today, a week's salary ! Stop being so long and hurry up!”
(End of this chapter)