Chapter 679: Dizziness
Dizziness, dizziness and dizziness.
The big screen is like a whirlpool, sucking the audience in and getting involved in the storm along with the story.
In this narrative, Steven Spielberg once again demonstrates his unparalleled scheduling, editing and rhythm control abilities, completing an outstanding director's job——
Double Line Advance in parallel, cross-cut, advance in parallel.
On one side, there is an encirclement of FBI agents led by Carl.
At the engagement party, the atmosphere was harmonious and no one noticed anything unusual, but Karl was pressing forward step by step, constantly shrinking the circle of encirclement.
On the other side, little Frank was busy preparing to escape.
Brenda fell from joy and happiness to confusion and sadness in an instant, with pear blossoms and rain, and panic. This was intertwined with little Frank's haste and tension, and it seemed that she could clearly feel the rush to her face. The coming pressure silently grabbed the two people's throats.
Calm and tight.
Stealth and chaos.
The switching of lenses, the connection of rhythm, and the collision of images formed a huge whirlpool, and the tightness that oppressed the heart quietly spread, and the entire screening room was sucked into it.
No one is an exception, no one.
Until—
"Frank, please, tell me your name before you go. Please tell me."
Brenda burst into tears, heartbroken, and held on to Little Frank's arm. The lace curtains above the window sill were blown to pieces by the strong wind, and continued to slap on Brenda and Little Frank's cheeks, and the moonlight projected Shadows fell on the two young faces.
At that moment, they were like Romeo and Juliet, standing on the balcony and talking to each other.
Little Frank was slightly startled.
Those blue eyes reflected Brenda's heartbroken face. In the midst of panic and haste, fear and confusion, she briefly pressed the pause button.
In an instant, Melvin's heart stopped beating. He stared at Little Frank and Brenda, who was reflected in Little Frank's pupils, and held his breath.
Will he tell the truth this time?
"Little Frank William Abagnale."
He spoke.
No more lies.
The entire screening room was completely still, but my heart began to fall uncontrollably from a high altitude——
It turns out that everything is true.
Little Frank really fell in love with Brenda. The words Little Frank said to Mr. Strong were all true. Little Frank really wanted to start a family and settle down. Those loneliness and loneliness, those The bitterness and loss are all real.
However.
It cannot be achieved after all.
Now, Melvin finally understands the conversation between Frank Sr. and Frank Jr. in the bar. Frank Sr. asked his father to stop him, but Frank Sr. told Frank Sr. not to stop.
At that moment, little Frank finally understood that his initial escape was to save his family and to return to his family; but he took a wrong path and could never go back. Not only the Abagnale family has become a thing of the past, He also ruined his and Brenda's chances of starting a family.
So.
He turned around and ran away in despair.
Like a lost dog.
So, what can he do?
escape.
Keep running away.
Involuntarily, Melvin closed his eyes.
He knew that Frank Jr. was a criminal and deserved his punishment. It could even be said that he had caused his own tragedy. He should not sympathize with Frank Jr..
But at this moment, those sorrows and sighs are all real.
The entire screening room was filled with an unspeakable bitterness.
Two days later, little Frank appeared at the Miami International Airport. At a glance, he could see Brenda in a pink suit, standing thin and helpless at the door, looking left and right, waiting for her lover to appear.
Little Frank was so excited that he opened the car door and was about to step forward. However, he noticed something unusual and immediately became alert and quickly scanned his surroundings. Then, Frank Jr. determined that the FBI had laid a dragnet here and was waiting for him to fall into the trap.
Little Frank got back into the car and passed Brenda just like that.
FBI agents believed that Frank Jr. had noticed something unusual and would not show up; but Carl did not think so. He firmly believed that Frank Jr. would leave the United States.
And, just leave from Miami International Airport.
"How do you know he won't rent a car and go to the airport in New York or Atlanta?" an agent questioned.
Carl, "Because I'm not in New York, and I'm not in Atlanta."
This time, Carl's judgment was accurate again, and Frank Jr. was indeed preparing to leave from Miami International Airport; at the same time, the FBI was at the airport More than a hundred agents are arranged around, monitoring 24 hours a day. As long as little Frank appears, there is no way to escape their eyes.
what to do?
Little Frank once again used his intelligence.
As a pilot, he went to a girls' high school to give a recruitment speech for Pan Am Airways, and on the grounds of experiencing the flight attendant life project, he actually conducted interviews at the girls' high school, and finally selected eight female students. Girls with their own characteristics, dress them in flight attendant uniforms——
Appearing brazenly at Miami International Airport.
The group of people passed by the FBI agent in this way. The FBI agent's attention was completely on the beautiful girl and did not notice little Frank at all.
"You know why the Yankees always win?"
The conversation came back to Melvin's mind.
At the same time, FBI agents were monitoring the vehicles around the airport. Someone noticed something unusual and notified Karl immediately. Karl arrived with the agents.
But.
The plan to lure the tiger away from the mountain.
"Don't shoot, I'm just a driver. Someone give me a hundred dollars to wear this uniform and pick people up at the airport."
A strange boy wearing a pilot uniform raised his hands high and his voice trembled , Knees shaking.
Carl was instantly angry, "Who are you picking up?"
The boy obediently took out a sign from the passenger seat, "Hanratty".
The FBI agent was completely fooled, and little Frank escaped successfully again and left the United States.
And, completely disappeared for seven months.
The FBI finally received news again. Little Frank’s footprints are all over the world in South America, Australia, Singapore, and Egypt.
This time, Frank Jr. continued to escalate——
The FBI and the bank did not notice any abnormalities for more than half a year. The fundamental reason is that Frank Jr. did not forge checks this time, but made real ones. The check was so perfect that neither the airline nor the bank could recognize it.
The last check to be cashed was in Madrid.
Carl tried to go to Spain to continue hunting Frank Jr., but the FBI disagreed. Whether it was funding or cross-border operations, this did not allow them to act.
Karl's request was denied.
Despite this, Karl still did not give up. After investigation, starting with ink, printers, etc., and looking for help from a bunch of experienced experts, he finally found clues, confirming that such a check was likely to be in Germany, Made in England or France.
Karl had a flash of inspiration, little Frank's mother came from a small village in France -
Mancha.
So Carl went to Mancha, a small village in southern France, and found an old printing house.
Although it is late at night, the machines in the factory are in full operation and it is a busy scene.
Karl pressed the switch and stopped all the machines. Countless checks were flying in the sky. A busy figure stood up in a hurry, bathed in the goose-yellow light, like an ancient Greek god.
“Carl!”
It was little Frank.
(End of this chapter)