Chapter 403 The God of Movies
Plop. Plop, plop, plop.
My heart was beating wildly.
The fingertips holding the water glass are slightly closed, and the knuckles are slightly white. The white water in the water glass also ripples slightly, revealing the tension and excitement of hanging by a thread.
Every cell in Little Frank's body is now screaming to flee the scene and stay away from the FBI agent, because he can never be sure when the trap will be exposed or when the other party will notice the abnormality. Here every Staying for a second longer will increase the risk.
Despite this, he restrained himself——
Haste makes waste.
No one wants to fall before the finish line, but countless criminals have fallen before the exit.
Drink water. calm. Calm.
Little Frank's eyebrows stretched out again, his expression did not change in particular, but his eyes were slightly deeper, showing a thoughtful look.
Turning around, he looked at the FBI agent carefully. The other person could doubt his identity, and he could also doubt the other person's identity. This is only reasonable, right?
“I’m sorry, can I see your ID?”
Karl had no doubts, “Of course.”
Callily and dignifiedly, Karl took his hand from his jacket pocket. He took out his ID and handed it over——
FBI.
Obviously, Carl wasn't lying.
Carl Hanratty.
He remembered the name.
Little Frank looked at the document carefully and secretly remembered the information on it. Since an FBI agent has targeted him, it means that his whereabouts have been exposed, and he may need to be vigilant next.
“Be careful when sailing for thousands of years.” Little Frank quickly scanned the information, but did not stop too much to avoid exposing his weakness of knowing nothing about formal law enforcement documents, and handed the documents back to him. Got Carl.
"Bad luck, Carl. If you had come five minutes earlier, you would have been caught."
Little Frank turned back to his desk and packed up his key criminal tools in the name of collecting evidence. Under the noses of FBI agents.
Karl didn't worry too much, and even joked with Barry Allen in front of him, "It's okay, if you were ten seconds later, you would have been killed."
Ha ha.
Carl raised the corner of his mouth, seeming to be very satisfied with his little joke, but after all, Carl was still not good at humor, and his smile calmed down silently. He adjusted his expression slightly awkwardly, and didn't wait for "Barry" to respond. The topic has been changed.
"Do you mind if I come with you? I have to see this guy."
Little Frank packed up his things quickly and looked as calm as possible, "Of course there is no problem."
But——
"Do me a favor and wait for me here. I need to go downstairs to get some evidence. I don't want the waiter to come in and make the bed."
Reasonable.
It was in this flash of lightning that he came up with a perfect excuse. Although it was not perfect, it could at least buy him some time.
Sure enough, Karl was not suspicious.
Little Frank walked towards the door calmly and firmly, but he could not be anxious or anxious.
"LAPD should return at any time..."
Little Frank explained it as calmly as possible, but kept walking toward the door at a steady pace, watching the escape hatch getting closer and closer. Recently, his heart was beating wildly and hitting his chest hard. He had to use all his strength to stay calm and composed, and not to reveal any clues——
"Wait."
Karl's call came from behind.
The end is close at hand, but have we failed at this moment?
In the final analysis, little Frank still had a guilty conscience, and the first thought in his mind was "exposed." Damn it!
Oops!
What the hell!
Little Frank couldn't hold it back after all. He frowned and bared his teeth with a hideous expression of heartache, feeling annoyed, depressed and irritable.
Captured in the lens.
The whole scene is always calm and elegant, all showing emotions and mentality through details, and outlining the edges and corners of the characters with fleeting details.
Until now.
Finally, I finally saw an "exaggerated" expression. It was precisely this sharp contrast that instantly made Little Frank's image distinct and three-dimensional——
Even if he behaves calmly, even if he is bold, Even though he is witty and smart, he is still a child and a minor after all. His annoyed expression shows a little greenness and immaturity, like a lime, sour and refreshing, and his handsome and handsome face also adds a little bit of a different temperament.
Beautiful!
However, the more this happens, the more calm you need to be, and the more you do this, the more you need to be fully immersed in it. The entire set became quiet and all eyes were focused.
In the picture, little Frank was pulled between the lightning and flint.
What should he do?
The door is just one step ahead. He can run away. He can drop all his tools and run away, hoping that he will use his speed to get rid of this FBI agent who has little field experience, but he can't take risks. .
He didn’t know if the FBI agents had any companions waiting for the exit on the first floor, nor did he know if the FBI agents could pull out their sidearms in time.
However, he was not prepared to gamble on the odds.
In just a moment, with his heart straining, he turned to the left again——
He stopped, calmed his expression, and turned to look at Karl.
Don’t fall short!
This was the third time that he gave up an easy escape opportunity, but it was also the most important time. He needed to use all his strength and courage to stay calm.
The third time.
There was a trace of determination, irritability and annoyance in his eyes, which he quietly hid. At the same time, he did not show a smile on purpose, but responded as calmly as possible and in a business-like manner.
Turn around, calmly and calmly, as smoothly as possible, and calmly, to meet Karl's sight, as if everything was normal.
Natural light creates a wonderful hazy atmosphere at this moment.
Karl, standing at the end of the bed, near the window, backlit, looking towards the door.
Little Frank, standing at the door, facing the window, facing the golden sunlight falling between the curtains,
A misplacement.
Karl, who represents justice, is hidden in the shadows. At this time, his face and expression cannot be seen, and he is quietly invisible.
Little Frank, who represents sin, is exposed in the sun, embracing all exploration and scrutiny calmly and aboveboard.
Originally, the gaze should have been directed towards Karl, because here it was Karl who spoke to break the silence, Karl took the initiative, and all the suspense fell on him; but unfortunately, Karl’s face was completely invisible in the backlight, and instead he was completely invisible. All attention was directed towards little Frank, eyes falling on his face.
Quiet and calm.
Those azure eyes were like the Aegean Sea, glowing with sparkling waves. The undercurrent quietly disappeared, leaving only white sails and waterbirds wandering happily.
In a trance, sin seemed to evolve into justice. Even when exposed to the golden sunshine, it did not turn into ashes. It was displayed gracefully in front of the world. This frankness and frankness quietly drew every audience in. His camp is content with falling into hell.
Then, involuntarily, I sided with little Frank.
They should hope that Carl would arrest Frank Jr. and seek justice, but at this time, they quietly had the idea of hoping that Frank Jr. could escape smoothly.
Knowing that it is wrong, knowing that it is sinful, but still having such thoughts uncontrollably, that kind of sinful pleasure makes one's mouth dry.
A ray of sunshine, a look, a wonderful misplacement.
But at this moment, an unparalleled atmosphere was formed. The god of movies came. This was the movie moment. The whole audience was silent.
(End of this chapter)