Screenwriter Mystery

Chapter 7: beginning

"Damn..."

"Fu**you, you are a car, not a pile of scrap metal, move me!"

Inside the car, Anthony's brown-skinned face still had a bit of redness from the quarrel.

He turned the key, but he couldn't ignite the car and started the car, so he couldn't help but cursed.

"I already told your Anthony..."

In the sound of Anthony's swearing, the girlfriend in the passenger seat looked, she looked at the grumpy boyfriend in front of the driver's seat, and also sneered rudely: "Don't drive these two broken cars, you don't know because you are sitting. These two cars of yours have made me laugh at the back of my mind, and now I still have to run away in these two broken cars. I really don’t know which eye I was blind in the first place, that I would be willing to be with you. of."

"Or because you are blind in both eyes."

Glancing past his girlfriend Mary's thick, orthodox lips from black blood, Anthony replied in a bad tone.

"How dare you, Anthony, how dare you!"

Hearing her boyfriend's reply, Mary in the passenger seat immediately widened her eyes, and her face covered with foundation was even more exaggerated. She stretched out her finger with pink nail polish and pointed at Anthony, with a look of disapproval. Shouted with an expression of disbelief.

"Don't forget, you also have a share of the money for the goods. At the beginning, you encouraged me to greedy for this money, and you won't be reduced to this point."

"…"

Facing Anthony's duties, Mary's black and bright expression couldn't help but stagnate, and the domineering look on her body also went out, and she huddled in the passenger seat and muttered.

"How could I have thought that the other party is coming to ask for money so soon, they obviously don't lack this money, why do they need..."

Anthony has long understood the stupidity of his girlfriend.

This is a woman who is greedy and vain. If it weren't for the fact that the other person's plump figure really suits him, he would have kicked her already.

And now, the reason why he took Mary to run away.

She was also worried that if she was caught, she would give herself out without hesitation.

After the warning, Anthony ignored the stupid woman in the passenger seat who was still making noise.

puff~ puff~ puff~

He hunched over and turned the key carefully into the keyhole.

With the low roar of the engine, the car was successfully set on fire, and Anthony's brown-black face finally showed a hint of happiness for the rest of his life.

Depressing the accelerator hard, the tires of the car made a harsh screeching sound when they contacted the ground, making it particularly noisy in the late-night Compton neighborhood.

However, no one came out to investigate the situation.

Obviously, the tenants here have long been accustomed to this situation.

"Anthony, why didn't you tell me in advance when you started!"

Inside the car, the sudden start of the car caught Mary, who was sitting in the passenger seat, by surprise. Her head was in heavy contact with the seat, and she let out an exaggerated cry.

Anthony turned his head and complained to the driver's seat, but the latter turned a deaf ear.

And it was this shock that caused the suitcase that was hurriedly thrown into the rear seat by the two to bounce open and rolled off the seat. The clothes that had been randomly stuffed into the suitcase were sprinkled along with it. Filling the entire rear seat space, along with the scattered clothes, the black music box also rolled and flew out, and it seemed to be a coincidence that it smashed on the head of the passenger seat Marie.

"what!"

This time, Mary's pretentious cry of pain immediately became realistic.

"Anthony, I was hit, I'm bleeding, ah, I'm going to be disfigured, the hospital will send me to the hospital now, Anthony!"

"Shut up, Mary!"

"We are now on the way to escape, not traveling. Also, don't forget, your insurance has already expired for a year. Even if you go to the hospital, you can't pay for the treatment."

Glancing over the bleeding wound on his girlfriend's forehead, Anthony grabbed one of the scattered clothes behind him and threw it: "Now stop the blood on your head with clothes, and I'll take care of it for you when you're in a safe place. Wound."

The severe pain of the wound made Mary forget to complain for a while, but looking at the dirty clothes thrown over by Anthony, the expression on her face immediately became resistant: "No, even if I die, I won't be so dirty. Put clothes on my head, never..."

"Since you don't want to use this dress, then go back and find a dress that will satisfy your needs to bandage the wound. I don't have the time to accompany you to waste time on such trivial matters. If I get caught, Then you will die even if you don't want to."

Inside the car, the quarrel between Anthony and Mary resounded again.

Neither of the two people in the quarrel noticed that the culprit that led to the quarrel, the bright red blood on the music box next to the driver's seat, which was stained with Mary's blood donation, was rapidly tarnishing and turning black at a speed visible to the naked eye. It turned into an inconspicuous little black spot, and as the blood dried up, a touch of blood shone from the gap of the tightly closed iron box of the music box.

…

"Finally, has UU reading www.uukanshu.com started?"

In the apartment, through the broken panels of the system, I can see everything that happens in the car.

Zhao Yuan's connection showed a look of anticipation.

As a screenwriter who has been baptized through the process of writing Hollywood movie scripts, Zhao Yuan has become accustomed to various means of foreshadowing the plot before the official start of the plot.

However, these were originally routine operations for him, but the evolution that has now turned into reality is extremely torturous.

In particular, neither of the two leading actors in this script is very photogenic.

Mary's thick lips and Anthony's brown skin may be in line with Hollywood's "correct concept", fully demonstrating the diversity and racial diversity of America.

However, they couldn't bear the fact that their actual appearance was crooked.

Fortunately, these hot-eyed transitional plots are over.

The plot that unfolds next is the core of the script he created, and it is also the part that Zhao Yuan is most looking forward to.

"Now, let me witness all this."

"The beginning of a mysterious and strange world."

…

Inside the apartment, Zhao Yuan's voice fell.

In the system screen, the tightly closed music box suddenly opened automatically.

creak, creak—

In the sound of the clockwork turning, intermittent music sounded.

A song "To Alice" quietly flowed in the car under the music box.

However, neither Anthony in the driver's seat nor Mary who was chattering in the car seemed to hear the sad music.