Screenwriter Mystery

Chapter 33: Patrol

"Secret Bacon Sandwich."

Early the next morning.

The bearded man knocked on the door of room 404 again with breakfast.

"So, is it a hidden menu again?"

Looking down at the sandwich bread that was obviously too burnt on the dinner plate, Zhao Yuanyu asked sarcastically.

"That's right."

Nodding without hesitation, the bearded man grinned smugly, but he didn't notice the unintentionally stained ketchup on his collar.

"I'm starting to wonder if the restaurant 'John Charlie' really exists."

Looking back from the bright red tomato sauce, Zhao Yuan continued to complain.

"There is no doubt about that."

Shrugging, the bearded man said exaggeratedly.

"'John Charlie' is the most famous barbecue restaurant near the Devil's River area. It is best at smoked beef. Anyone who has tasted the smoked beef in the 'John Charlie' restaurant will linger..."

Standing at the door of the room, while listening to the delicious barbecue described by the bearded man, Zhao Yuan looked down at the crooked sandwiches on the plate with an inexplicable expression.

"Of course, the sandwiches taste good too."

Sensing the expression on Zhao Yuan's face, the bearded man quickly stopped the topic of running away and forcibly turned around.

"This is the hidden menu of 'John Charlie'. Under normal circumstances, you may not be able to eat this delicious food."

In fact, I would prefer to eat something off the hidden menu.

He replied speechlessly in his heart, although he was a little curious about the barbecue of 'John Charlie' in the mouth of the bearded man.

However, Zhao Yuan did not forget the purpose of his coming out this time.

He reached for the sandwich in Beard's hand.

Then, he once again left the beard outside the door.

"It's rude."

Standing at the door, looking at the closed door in front of him, the bearded man murmured softly.

"Another ten dollars."

However, when he thought that he had deducted a ten dollar rebate from the meal fee left by Zhao Yuan, the expression on the bearded face became happy again.

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"Ketchup and bacon don't go together at all."

In the room, grabbing a sandwich and taking a bite, Zhao Yuan couldn't help frowning as he felt the collision of sweet and sour tomatoes and smoke filling his mouth.

Pinching his nose, he stuffed the rest of the sandwich into his stomach.

Zhao Yuan clapped the crumbs on his hands, but his eyes returned to the system panel.

After a night of deliberation, the various backgrounds of the script have basically been laid out.

The rest, just wait for the moment when the show officially starts.

"Since tens of thousands of [plot value] have been spent to evolve the script, perhaps we should add a little more attention to foreshadow the evolution of the script in the future..."

Zhao Yuan murmured in the hostel.

The [Story Value] at the top of the System Properties panel has been reduced by 500 points out of thin air.

At the same time, some plots in the script were quickly corrected.

The Mounted Police Division headquarters in Austin, Texas, received a call to the police.

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"It's an honor to meet you..."

Outside the forest near the border town of Devil's River in Texas, a large number of police are collecting evidence at the scene.

A long yellow security tape separated the crime scene. The town sheriff looked at the Texas Patrol who came to the scene and nodded.

"You should be used to this kind of thing, but for a small town like ours, it's a big deal."

He led the two Texas State Patrol officers into the forest, while the sheriff reported the case.

"He was found at 6:30 in the morning, a forest adventurer, and found that his guy was terrified. We rushed to the scene as soon as we received the alarm call... I can guarantee that after so many years in the town, I have I have never seen such a tragic death..."

"Do you know who the deceased is?"

Noticing the tragic words in the sheriff's mouth, Amanda immediately asked a question.

"It's old Johnson, the old local hunter."

Hearing the patrolman's question, the sheriff helped the hat on his head and continued to reply.

"We found a shotgun that was broken in half around the incident, and it seems that the old Johnson was attacked by a wild animal while hunting, or that was the cause of his death."

Following the sheriff's description, the team leader Amanda and his patrolman Robin came to the bush where the deceased was located.

Looking at the **** corpse in front of them, the two suddenly understood why the sheriff used tragic to describe each other's death.

"Once a person dies, it looks different."

Looking at old Johnson's body, the sheriff seemed a little unbearable.

However, Amanda and Robin ignored these and squatted down to identify the wounds on the corpse.

Turning over the wound on the corpse with the palm of his white rubber glove, Robin made an analysis with a calm expression.

"The fatal wound was on the neck, and it looked like it was an attack by a beast."

"It's not just a beast attack."

Hearing Robin's analysis, Amanda gave a different opinion.

She frowned, swept over the tragic corpse of old Johnson, and turned to glance at the shotgun that was broken in two not far away.

"A simple beast attack will not tear the shotgun off."

Standing up, UU reading www.uukanshu. Com looked around the bushes, Amanda quickly found a trail of obvious dragging on the ground again, and walked in the direction of the trail, she quickly found it in a bush that was swaying to and fro The carcass of a hound.

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"interesting."

Inside the small town hostel.

Zhao Yuan saw Amanda's performance in his eyes and couldn't help raising his eyebrows.

The performance of the female patrol officer was unexpectedly excellent.

Originally, he was thinking about which way to let the police find the hound's body, but he didn't expect that the Texas Patrol had just arrived at the crime scene and found the clues he had prepared.

"Perhaps, this is a good candidate..."

Looking at the heroic female patrol officer on the system screen, Zhao Yuan murmured.

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"As expected of a patrolman from Austin."

Arranging the police to drag the hound out of the bushes, the sheriff glanced at Amanda beside him and couldn't help sighing.

"If we were to look for it, it might take half a day to notice the bushes."

"I just noticed the traces on the ground."

Facing the sheriff's sigh, Amanda just replied casually, her eyes always falling on the hound's corpse.

When the police pulled the hound out, Amanda could see its nearly 180-degree twisted body.

Robin stepped forward, rummaged through the hound's body for a while, and finally found a strand of long golden hair from the hound's mouth.

"I found something, boss."

Hearing the subordinate's voice, Amanda stepped forward immediately.