358 Who Needs Cars When You Can Do Cardio? (1/2)
Ye Shuang held onto her end of the bargain. After she left, she did not reveal the man's real identity to anyone, including Luo Mingxin and the plainclothes. The member of staff hurried to leave, and about half an hour later, Ye Shuang saw someone similar leave the set in a completely different set of clothes.
”I've truly learned a lot from your film crew.” Ye Shuang could not help but lament to Luo Mingxin. ”I thought that, with make-up, women would be the best, but now I realize that you men might be even better at it.”
Luo Mingxin felt confused by the sudden topic, but he continued the conversation regardless. ”Is that really that strange? Designers, make-up artists, stylists—the best in these fields are actually males. The reign of homosexuals overseas aside, even the top stylists in our country are males.”
At this point, Luo Mingxin looked around and then lowered his voice. ”I hear you took an old windbreaker. Is it one that is made from black leather with lapels and a zipper around the chest?”
Ye Shuang noticed that Luo Mingxin's eyes kept wandering behind her, so she decided to openly move her backpack to the front and let the man peer inside. ”Here, take a look for yourself.”
Luo Mingxin bit on his lips, and his mouth twitched. With a complicated expression, he quickly pulled the zipper shut and lowered his voice even more. ”If anyone asks you about it, tell them that you're taking this on my orders. And leave now, don't let the director discover that you're leaving with this.”
”Why are you asking me to act like a thief?” Ye Shuang grumbled as she shrugged the backpack onto her back. ”Wait, is this windbreaker a very expensive one?”
”Not really, after all, the fabric and cutting aren't that high-end, but unlike the other props, this item wasn't mass-produced. Since this windbreaker was specially designed for this film, the director's plan is to put it up for auction. Depending on the occasion, it might not be worth much if it's for a fan, but if it's a charity auction, the number hanging on this windbreaker can go up to six digits.” Luo Mingxin sighed, but even so, he could not help raising his thumb to say, ”You sure have a good eye.”
”I think you have misunderstood me. It's not that I want to take this windbreaker, but someone has hidden something important inside it!” Ye Shuang was speechless. The more she heard about this director, the more she was confused by this individual's demeanor. ”Plus, why did the film crew leave such an important prop in the storeroom? Shouldn't it be taken better care of, like hanging it in the dressing room or having someone to take it back to the company?”
Luo Mingxin choked. ”I have no idea what other people think, but for me, since we are unable to know for sure whether we're going to use these things or not, and since most of them cannot be easily categorized, they are just dumped there. Unless the shoot is over, who dares take the props that the director might need back to the company?”
Ye Shuang thought about it and agreed with Luo Mingxin. Most likely, the prop manager sensed that something was wrong before he was detained, and unable to find a safer spot to transfer all his stuff, he found a relatively safe looking object to hide the information and tossed it into an isolated location. It did not matter if people would deal with the windbreaker in his absence. After all, the crew normally would not dispose of such important props. No matter which crew member or actor ended up with the windbreaker, after he was released from jail, he would have the chance to ask for the thing back.
”I'll go back to look through this thing. If the clothes are not ruined in the process, I'll bring it back and return it to you tomorrow.” Ye Shuang pulled on the strap of her backpack and waved wish Luo Mingxin farewell. ”Alright, I'm going to leave now. I believe it won't take long for the loss of this windbreaker to get exposed. Therefore, I'm not going to stay to create more trouble for you… Focus on your shoot. Don't miss me, goodbye!”
”…Bye.”
After leaving the set, Ye Shuang did not get into her car. She walked around the location where the reporters were waiting for stars and walked around the fans who were there to see their idols. She reached the parking lot and stopped.
The two men who were called over by that member of staff to salvage the situation looked at each other. Based on their plan, they were supposed to follow Ye Shuang in their car and provide updates along the way. Not only had they scratched Ye Shuang's car tires to ensure that she would be trapped on the road, they had even placed traps like fake police checks, fake roadblocks, and so on to stop Ye Shuang's journey home. They would come up with plans to get back the thing inside the backpack to stop Ye Shuang from taking the sensitive information home.
They only needed to wait for Ye Shuang to get into her car to proceed with their plan, but the girl did not look like she was going to get into her car. Was she waiting for someone to come fetch her? They hoped not. If she wandered back to that big celebrity, things would become much larger than anticipated, and the mess would only get bigger.
The two men sat inside their cat and waited patiently. They saw the girl make a call on her phone, pull on her backpack, and start to move again. The two men recovered. They held their phones at the ready, preparing to give their boss the latest update.
But all the girl did was jog where she was as if warming up for several seconds, and with the two men's mouth gaping open, she started to run down the street.
Jog… Run… Down the street…
Half a second later, Man A swallowed his saliva and asked in disbelief, ”Has she decided to run the way home?”
”I believe so.” Man B could not believe it either, but after a pause, he added, ”And not using her car.”
If she did not drive, it meant that all the fake roadblocks and the slashing of the car tires would have been completely useless. In fact, all the traps that they had prepared assuming that she was going to drive had become completely useless!
A pedestrian had a much higher degree of freedom in terms of mobility compared to drivers. As long as there was path… no, even if there was not a path, one could find their own path. This was a direct slap to the two men's faces.