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Chapter 318 - 207: Pure Evil (Added 2 more for Chief Sunset Alliance Leader Chang Ji Xi Ting)

Chapter 318: Chapter 207: Pure Evil (Added 2 more for Chief Sunset Alliance Leader Chang Ji Xi Ting)

Since he couldn’t stop these people from watching, as someone who had been there, he took the initiative to spend money to produce some high-quality films, to elevate their taste, essentially doing a good deed.

Brian was not a person who sought empty fame.

He didn’t care for fame or fortune, so he would not do this under his current identity, nor would he ask for help from industry insiders he had previously known.

...

After noting some available filmmaking teams’ contact information on the website, Brian continued to search for new series and then browsed some various other sites to obscure his search history.

Thanks to his talent for extraordinary memory.

He could scan over a lot of information and automatically record it in his brain, without the need for pen and paper, which was very convenient.

At noon.

Brian used a disposable new phone and altered his voice to contact seven or eight available filmmaking teams.

There were many filming companies in San Fernando Valley, with a very chaotic personnel turnover.

Some companies lacked technical skills, or were just unlucky with poor business. Additionally, many people with a little money liked to spend some to make films under the guise of artistic pursuit, recording their own DVDs as keepsakes, so there were plenty of such filming teams available.

When there was work, they would be the go-to team for companies.

When there was no work, they would freelance, rent venues on the side, introduce suitable actors, and expand their business.

As long as you had money, anything could be arranged meticulously.

No matter how outrageous the plot, they could film it.

After a brief chat.

Brian finally chose a team called Old Turkey, and through them, he also got the contact information for a reliable director.

As for the screenwriter...

As a man who had watched countless films online and served thousands offline, he had plenty of material for scripts and he also had targets for the right female actors.

After arranging to meet everyone on the weekend, Brian then returned to the office.

This obsession was a mediocre Gift.

But even a mosquito’s leg was meat. Completing it wasn’t too troublesome, and Brian wasn’t picky.

...

Nothing happened today.

In the evening, Ivan and the others brought a few kids back to the detention area in Building B6.

"What’s going on?"

Looking at these young teens and girls with youthful complexions, Brian asked curiously.

Ivan had a complicated expression:

"The case should be cracked. We found people at the arcade who knew the victim. They also knew that before the victim disappeared, she had left with these kids, and then she never appeared again.

So, we found these people.

They were scared and confessed everything right away.

How to put it.

The cause of it all is quite ridiculous."

"Ridiculous?"

Brian gestured for Ivan to pause, whistled towards Shi San.

Shi San, who had been gnawing on a bone, hurriedly bit open Brian’s drawer, took out a bag of beef jerky, and scurried over to Brian.

"Good dog!"

Brian patted Shi San on the head and then stuffed a piece of beef jerky into his mouth, "Ivan, buddy, you can continue now."

Without some snacks in hand, it just didn’t feel right to enjoy the story.

Ivan rolled his eyes:

"The cause is simple, it involves the ’Dad Zero’ issue at school.

The victim’s family background wasn’t great.

The victim’s mother had abandoned him and his father in her early years, running off with another man.

The victim’s father, after that, often drank to drown his sorrows and would beat him when drunk, leading the victim to become addicted to online gaming and to develop a rather timid personality.

The victim usually relied on various part-time jobs to earn Game Coins; aside from being timid, he generally didn’t pick up any bad habits.

Before the victim was murdered, he did not know any of the killers.

They met in a gaming arcade.

Brian, I don’t know if you’ve ever played any PK-style fighting games, but it all started because the victim was very skilled at gaming; he trounced one of the killers, who couldn’t take it and called his friends over. In the end, they all got trounced and felt they lost face, so they tricked the victim into leaving the arcade and then...ah."

Ivan sighed.

It was over such a trivial conflict that they tortured and killed one of their own.

He couldn’t understand what had become of the world.

The victim’s experiences were somewhat similar to Ivan’s, so understanding the situation, he felt wounded by the shared plight, and his mood became somewhat somber.

Seeing this, Brian swallowed the beef jerky in his mouth and offered comfort,

"Children with unformed values act without considering the consequences. The evil in their hearts is also the most pure form of emotional wickedness.

When I was at the Forensic Bureau, I heard about a case.

The killer was a four-year-old child who murdered his own mother.

At first, when I heard it from the old forensic doctor, I thought he was joking, but it turned out to be true.

It was all because he got a cavity, and his mother hid all the sweets, so this angelic child, mimicking a scene from a movie, took out his father’s hidden gun case and shot his mother dead..."

Upon hearing this, Ivan remained silent for a moment before asking, "What happened to the child in the end?"

"He died."

Brian’s tone was light,

"That case was a special one; in the end, the responsibility fell to the father.

The child was adopted.

However, the adoptive family eventually found out about the incident and sent him back.

After all, aside from the Holy Mothers, no one likes a matricidal child, and even if their cognition is not fully formed, still nobody would like them.

Finally, the child was adopted by a couple of poor quality.

They only did it to receive more government subsidies, so they didn’t care what the child had done.

The result was that they went out to party one time, forgot the child was still at home, and ran out of food; they spent the last of their money on themselves.

And the child ended up starving to death."

"It sounds cruel, but it makes me feel a lot better."

Ivan’s face took on a bit more color.

Brian nodded, "Yes, the ending is not bad, including those people you brought back. They are old enough to be held legally accountable, and they have no exemptions due to age; I quite like that."

As he spoke, he added, "The victim was buried in a sand pile at the construction site; all his clothes and belongings were gone. This isn’t something a bunch of kids would think of. I suggest you dig deeper and not let any bad person off the hook."

Ivan smirked and raised an eyebrow at Brian, "We thought of that. Otherwise, according to regulations, their guardians should be present. Right now, they have been arranged by the people at the district bureau."

Brian waved his hand in disgust, "You go be busy, Ivan."

This guy, with his hormone-ridden appearance, liked to stir up trouble, making Brian somewhat uncomfortable with Ivan’s brow-raising actions.

...

Night.

Brian sat under a desk lamp, writing a vampire-themed screenplay set in England.

Translating the plot in his head into a screenplay.

It was a novel experience.

Brian was even looking forward to seeing the finished film.

He decided to spend this weekend’s rest day to finish this task.

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