69: We're stopping filming! "Organization Number One" is too terrifying!
Five minutes later, everyone left Lin Texian's room with their blood boiling with excitement.
Not a single person mentioned going back or being afraid anymore.
Lin Pei and Zhang Ze glanced at each other, not feeling surprised at all.
More than one person had suspected that before becoming a director, Lin Texian must have been the leader of some MLM organization.
He was simply too good at sweet-talking.
It was well known that there wasn't an actor he couldn't persuade.
Of course, there were also those who had been burned and occasionally went on strike... Meanwhile, in an apartment somewhere in the capital of Ivia.
A man with a chest full of bullets was lying on a sickbed, while a doctor beside him was pulling the bullets out one by one.
His body was weak, but his eyes gleamed with pride.
"Fortunately, the position of my heart has been different from ordinary people since I was a child; I have a drooping heart."
"Who would have thought my heart would be in my stomach? Hahahaha."
"I really am lucky to be alive."
The doctor handed a bullet to another subordinate with a pair of forceps.
The subordinate presented the bullet to the leader, Ali, who was sitting on a leather chair.
Ali scrutinized the small characters on the bullet.
"Made in Dragon Country."
"For the Operation Red Sea production team."
"Dragon Country people?"
"Coming to Ivia to film a movie?"
The man lying on the bed, Baza, also tremblingly took a bullet to look at it.
"Manufactured by Dragon Country's Wuyi Munitions Factory. The quality should be decent, right?"
"Oh, for Film Crew use only."
"No wonder the effect was so poor!"
The "think tank" next to Ali asked for instructions in his ear.
"Leader, how about we go check where these Dragon Country people are filming?"
"It just so happens that the business we're planning lately needs a lot of capital for turnover."
"If we kidnap these Dragon Country people and have the Dragon Country Embassy prepare some ransom for us, maybe we can get the turnover we need."
Ali narrowed his eyes and waved his hand, indicating to do as he said... In less than half an hour, the subordinate responsible for investigating returned.
It wasn't hard to investigate.
Since the coup d'état here a few years ago, this was the only group of people who had dared to come to Ivia to film on location so far.
It was very easy to find.
The subordinate reported.
"Leader, the Film Crew is on the west side of Kanmen Square. They say they'll start filming tomorrow."
Ali nodded.
"Prepare yourselves. We move tomorrow."
Even Baza on the bed nodded his head.
"Yes, Leader."
...In the evening, while everyone was eating together, a new international news push popped up on Lin Pei's phone.
The news stated that two Terrorist attacks occurred today in Kanqiao, the capital of Ivia, with a total of six people killed.
In the incident on the bus, an Asian man bravely subdued the Terrorists, which allowed the other people on the bus to survive.
According to witnesses, based on the Terrorists' attire and the style of their firearms, these two Terrorists were likely members of the "Number One Organization," the largest local Terrorist organization.
The "Number One Organization" had frequently carried out numerous Terrorist attacks in Ivia.
Extortion, bombings, massacres, and beheadings—their methods were extremely cruel.
The organization also carried out indiscriminate attacks on civilians, resulting in the tragic deaths of countless innocent people.
They were an existence that made the locals tremble with fear.
Lin Pei's expression turned solemn.
This insane?
Sure enough, for someone with a Dragon Country phone's location turned on, usually there was nothing.
But as soon as he arrived in Ivia, it started pushing things like Ivia weather and travel guides to him.
And also this kind of related international news.
Lin Pei scrolled up on that news app.
As a result, his expression became more and more solemn as he read.
Two days ago, Kanqiao, the capital of Ivia, suffered a Terrorist attack; 22 people were killed.
Five days ago, Kanqiao, the capital of Ivia, suffered a Terrorist attack; 8 people were killed.
A week ago, Kanqiao, the capital of Ivia, suffered a Terrorist attack... He scrolled through about a month's worth of news.
Lin Pei did a quick count in his head.
In this place, the capital of Ivia, there were an average of three Terrorist attacks per week.
Consistent as clockwork.
He was a bit curious about how Director Lin had done his investigation before coming here, saying that it was very peaceful.
Did he investigate the wrong place?
At this moment, he noticed that everyone else's expressions had also turned sour.
Well, it seemed the news was indeed pushed to the whole group; everyone had seen it.
Lin Texian cleared his throat and spoke first.
"Well, my assistant did indeed investigate the wrong place. He made a typo; the place he investigated is in South America."
Everyone was stunned.
Whoa!
That's quite a distance away.
They were practically on opposite sides of the world.
Lin Texian shook his head with a slight sense of helplessness.
"I have already given him a severe reprimand and education."
"Everyone, since we're already here, let's make the best of it. Terrorists aren't as scary as we imagine."
"They often have a purpose and target specific groups of people."
"Besides, the great cause of cinema needs a group of fearless young people like us."
"..."
After Lin Texian's speech, everyone calmed down slightly.
The local Translator hired by the Film Crew was also there, and someone asked.
"Mr. Translator, have you heard of the 'Number One Organization'?"
The Translator's face turned visibly pale.
He had spent many years in Ningliao, Dragon Country, in his early years, and spoke fluent Ningliao dialect.
At this moment, his tongue was clearly a bit clumsy.
"The... The Number One Organization?"
"We're eating just fine, why'd you have to go and mention them?"
"That's a local Terrorist organization... Good grief, they're truly super terrifying."
"A few years ago, they slaughtered a nearby village. Hundreds of lives, not a single soul left alive."
"One of my colleagues was there at the time, so this whole thing has left me with a huge shadow..."
After the Translator finished speaking, everyone's faces turned white.
Was this damn Terrorist organization really that insane?
What 'targeted groups'? This was just mindless slaughter!
Huang Jingyu suddenly stood up.
"I'm not filming anymore. There's no way to film this."
"If we stay here, our lives will be gone."
Several actors also stood up with him.
"Director, no, I'm not filming either. My mother only has me as her daughter; I still have to take care of her in her old age."
"I have to go back too. My child can't be without a father."
"I'm sick, Director. I'm not acclimated to the environment. I think I'll only get better if I go back to Dragon Country."
"..."
Aside from Huang Jingyu, the other lead actors were still slightly hesitant.
Their salaries were high, so if they breached the contract, the compensation would also be high.
Zhang Ze suggested.
"Director Lin, how about we go back to our country to film?"
"It'll be the same if we just set up the scenery and film it there."
Lin Texian made a slight concession.
He wanted to make the movie well.
But his life was also a life.
"Fine."
"We'll cut the scenes here down to one month, and film the rest back in our country."
Everyone hesitated again.
Ivia had an average of three Terrorist attacks a week.
In a month, that would be over a dozen times. Calculating it, the probability of losing one's life was still very high.
No, saving one's life was more important.
Several actors still left the table one after another, rushing back to pack their luggage.
When Lin Pei looked up again, only he and Lin Texian were left at the table.
Lin Texian's eyes moistened with emotion.
"Lin Pei, I really didn't misjudge you."
"Among all these actors, you are indeed the one who loves the acting profession the most."
"You love filming more than your own life."
Thanks to [gu du] for the tip.