Chapter 683 comes to a successful conclusion
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Hope was raised high and fell heavily. The whole screening room was filled with astonishment. Uneasiness and anxiety were mixed with disappointment and falling freely from high altitude.
What about the promised reunion ending, and the promised standard ending for Hollywood movies?
They thought they had seen through Steven Spielberg's tricks and saw through the direction of the story early, but they never expected that the story broke their expectations and made them fall into the trap of loss again and again, and their hearts almost stopped. About to burst, looking at the screen in disbelief, completely losing the ability to think.
The camera focused on Karl's face.
Karl paused slightly and stared ahead, trying his best to hide the disappointment in his eyes -
He was not as confident as he said.
Although he tried to trust Frank Jr., things were not that easy. At this moment, Carl couldn't help but wonder, was his judgment wrong?
Lowering his eyelids, Karl concealed the surge of emotions, but they lingered in the end, and even his voice dropped.
"There is a counterfeit check on Agent Rhett's desk. Let's go out and take a look."
Carl's loss also affected the mood of the screening room. No one expected that when heading towards the reunion finale There was actually a shot back.
In the bustling place, on three floors inside and three outside, all FBI agents are at Rhett's desk.
Karl returned to his profession and looked at the check carefully with a magnifying glass.
"Each line is weighted. It's as if the original amount was sixty dollars."
Without warning, a hand appeared and took the magnifying glass from Carl's hand, "Do you mind if I take a look?"
Carl raised his head and was stunned——
Buzz , buzz buzz.
Melvin's heart rose high and filled his throat, and he almost screamed, but he barely controlled himself.
Next second.
Little Frank appears on the big screen.
Roar.
The screening room was noisy and excited, and you could even see someone waving their fists. The ups and downs, twists and turns of joy and happiness at the end set off the heart in an instant, and the uncontrollable commotion quietly Spreading out, breaking the fourth wall, reality and fiction are intertwined.
Little Frank appeared, and after all, he lived up to expectations and trust.
There was no grand entrance, no suspense, just an understatement, but it completely aroused the audience's emotions unexpectedly.
The entire screening room was immersed in the rustling restlessness, but little Frank, dressed in a navy blue suit, looked calm, handsome and unrestrained. There was no irritation, fatigue or sleepiness between his eyebrows. He relaxed quietly, revealing a touch of calmness. Qingjun, just caught the eye.
Carl, "Cash in Flagstaff a week ago."
A small city in northern Arizona.
Little Frank nodded slightly and began to study with a magnifying glass.
The camera focused on Karl again.
Although Carl had remained calm and did not make a fuss, he could still see the relief in his eyes as he looked at little Frank in front of him.
"The bank lost sixteen thousand dollars." The corners of his mouth could not help but relax, and even slightly raised.
Little Frank tilted his head, "This is a real check."
Carl, "Yes. It has been laundered."
Seeing this scene, The other agents gathered around the desk all dispersed, including the owner of the desk, and their view suddenly became wider.
"All that's left of the original is the signature."
Frank Jr., "But perfect. Really, Carl, I mean, it wasn't acid washed or bleached." "No," Carl said, his lips twitching. The smile was finally no longer hidden. Full bloom, "It's something new. Maybe a nail polish remover or acetone or something to clean up handwriting ink."
Little Frank didn't answer, completely focused on the check .
Karl hesitated for a moment, but finally couldn't hold it back, "How did you do it, Frank? How did you cheat and pass the Louisiana Bar Exam?"
But at this time, there was no momentum to question, investigate, or get to the bottom of things. The gentle words were more like a conversation between friends, with a little curiosity.
Little Frank paused from checking the check, raised his head to look at Karl, exchanged glances, and then the corners of his mouth slightly raised.
“I didn’t cheat.”
“I studied for two weeks. Then I passed the exam.”
The smile on the corner of Carl’s mouth paused slightly, “It’s true ?”
Little Frank smiled but said nothing.
"Is this true?"
Little Frank did not dodge, he met Carl's gaze frankly, and picked up the check, "I bet this guy stole the check from the mailbox. He washed away their names and replaced them with his own."
Karl did not pursue further, "You mean he is a local?"
The camera pointed at little Frank and paused slightly. , fixed on that handsome face.
Then.
Switch to a medium shot, focus on the side of the desk where Frank Jr. and Carl are sitting face to face, zoom out, zoom out, and the story finally freezes on the two of them.
Zoom out to a panoramic view. The sound of two people discussing the case gradually disappears into the soundtrack, and subtitles begin to cover the screen.
"Frank Abagnale Jr. has been married for twenty-six years, has three sons, and lives a quiet life in the Midwest.
Since leaving prison in 1974, Frank has helped the FBI Caught some of the world's best-hidden check counterfeiters and is considered one of the world's most renowned experts in countering bank fraud and fraud
Frank also designed the secure checks used every day by banks and Fortune 500 companies.
These companies pay Frank Abagnale Jr. millions of dollars a year for his services.
Frank and Carl are still good friends to this day. "
The movie is over.
The crew's subtitles slowly slid up, and the music that continued to brew became more exciting in the darkness, so that the mood began to agitate.
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Quietly, Melvin just sat there quietly.
Although he knew that this was a movie, a light-hearted and humorous entertainment movie; he also knew that this was a true story, but he re-created it through artistic techniques, made some beautifications and modifications, and real life may not be the same. Like a movie, they only see the tip of the iceberg.
But!
My heart is still surging uncontrollably.
A legendary life remains legendary even after ending his criminal career. The short subtitles are simply not enough to cover the magnificent events between 1974 and 2002. Sure enough, real life is always more beautiful than movies and novels. Legend can easily break the imagination.
However, more importantly, in the movie, Frank Jr. and Carl go around and chase each other. In the end, Frank Jr. still finds a "family". Perhaps he was not able to save the Abagnale family, or even to save the Abagnale family. He saw his father for the last time, but he still found his own harbor, and finally stopped running around and settled down.
The boy with a smile like Apollo, the boy who tried his best to escape from the cruel reality of life, the boy who armed himself with lies but fell into endless loneliness in the world of lies and lost himself into the darkness. After all, he is still Found a warm shelter.
This is the point.
In the darkness, Melvin's blood boiled, and he finally couldn't hold it back anymore and stood up suddenly.
(End of this chapter)