The girl's words were perfectly fine. After she finished speaking, she stood there quietly waiting for the breakfast shop owner to hand her the steamed buns. She looked serene and elegant, not at all like someone with a mental illness.
But when the steamed bun shop owner handed the food to the girl, she glanced at her hand without thinking, and that glance almost made the owner scream.
The seemingly delicate girl had a fruit knife pressed tightly against her wrist, blade facing forward. Had she extended her hand any further, the proprietress's hand might have been injured.
The proprietress stood there nervously waiting for the girl to pay, glancing every now and then at the man busy behind her, wishing she could call him over on the spot.
But she resisted the urge, took the ten yuan from the girl, and turned around to give her change, only to find that the girl had walked away without turning back, and no matter how she called out, she didn't respond.
Fearing the other party had given her a counterfeit bill, the shopkeeper carefully examined it in front of her, finding nothing amiss.
"What a strange little girl, why does she carry a knife around, hidden in her sleeve? Anyone who didn't know better would think she was going to kill someone... Aaaaaaah...!"
The proprietress took the banknotes and turned around to put them into the cash box next to her. But this turn scared her so much that she dropped the money on the ground.
It's not that she's too timid; the scene was just too overwhelming for her. She was so frightened that she forgot everything and just screamed.
Her screams successfully attracted her husband, who was busy in the kitchen. He wiped his wet hands on his apron and hurried out, muttering as he went, "What's wrong? Why is she screaming so loudly in broad daylight?"
His steps abruptly halted, his gaze meeting the landlady's, both fixed on the blood-stained knife. He was so shocked by the scene that he couldn't utter a sound.
The proprietress's screams continued, but the girl's actions showed no sign of stopping. The knife she held tightly in her hand continued to stab the person who was already covered in blood. Her movements were swift, ruthless, and precise, showing no hesitation or reluctance whatsoever.
From their perspective, they couldn't clearly see the girl's or the victim's face, but the victim's painfully distorted half-face and the girl's arrogantly upturned lips were clearly visible to them.
The boss was stunned for a full ten seconds before he suddenly realized what was happening and reached for his phone. He shakily pressed 110 and dialed the number. The phone rang for three seconds before the call was successfully connected. "Hello, there's someone stabbing someone in the street on Xi'an Road. Quick... quick, someone come here!"
Lin Hang was a little stunned when he received the call to respond to an emergency. He had been responding to emergency calls far too frequently these past few days.
The security situation in Jinghai has been terrible lately.
Despite thinking this, Lin Hang still quickly prepared to head towards Xi'an Road.
An Ning stabbed the blood bag more than a dozen times, and only after confirming that she had completely punctured it did she slowly straighten up, give the "onlookers" a standard smile, and then leisurely leave the scene.
She showed no panic at the fact that she had made a mistake, as if she had done something great that should be celebrated by the whole country, not something wrong.
The victim on the ground was still convulsing, blood gushing from her mouth and back. The pain on her face was so real that Guo Jingsheng had the illusion that she wasn't acting.
Almost a minute after An Ning left, Guo Jingsheng realized something was wrong as the victim, who was lying on the ground with a pained expression, was still lying on the ground.
How could this be acting?
Could it be that Anning's knife really stabbed her somewhere?
To be honest, An Ning was a little flustered when she saw this scene.
No way?
The prop knife wasn't even sharpened, how could she possibly stab someone?
She clearly didn't use much force...
After Guo Jingsheng hurriedly shouted "Cut," An Ning rushed forward immediately, disregarding how much artificial blood the other person had, and grabbed the other person's waist and pulled him onto her.
She forcefully lifted the person who had fallen to the ground and made them sit up.
After everyone was seated, An Ning hurriedly asked, "How are you? I didn't really stab you, did I?"
When Lin Hang arrived at the scene, this was what he saw: An Ning was sitting on the ground covered in blood, and in her arms was a middle-aged woman covered in blood. Judging from their facial expressions, only the woman looked like she was in great pain, while An Ning didn't seem to feel any discomfort.
Hmm... It's reasonable to suspect that the blood on Anning's body isn't hers.
With that in mind, Lin Hang strode forward, pulled out his police ID, and said, "Police are on a case, bystanders please make way!"
At his shout, the extras actually made way for him. As Lin Hang approached An Ning, some of them muttered, "Wait a minute, haven't the police come out yet? How come they've appeared so quickly? Is something wrong?"
"Why do you care so much? Do you think they don't know when they'll be out? Maybe they just changed the script and didn't tell us."
"You're right, we're just small-time extras after all, and what we know is all from what we've heard from others..."
An Ning felt increasingly uneasy as she listened, and her brows furrowed deeper and deeper.
When was the script changed? How come she had no idea?
Why were scenes that required her to be the main character changed without informing her?
Is Director Guo really that daring?
It all depends on the actors' performance?
An Ning wanted to ask a question, but she swallowed the words back.
Oh well, she's paid to act, so she'll just have to do whatever the director tells her to do.
"It's you again?"
Lin Hang couldn't see who was holding the blood-soaked person from a distance until he got closer.
Those who saw it were completely shocked.
It's that familiar face again.
An Ning heard a familiar voice behind her. Somewhat puzzled, and seeing that the person in her arms hadn't responded, she turned around to look at who it was. She was stunned when she saw who it was.
"Director Guo hired police officers to play police officers? Is he that capable?"
Upon being suddenly mentioned, Guo Jingsheng glanced over, only to be completely bewildered upon seeing a stranger's face. "I didn't hire a policeman to play a policeman, did I? Someone else played the policeman..."
Lin Hang frowned. "Didn't you call the police?"
Guo Jingsheng subconsciously asked, "Huh?"
Did we call the police?
An Ning also said, "We didn't call the police."
But the very next second after she finished speaking, the person she had pulled into her arms weakly said, "I want to call the police..."
"ah?"
Lin Hang asked alertly, "What's wrong? Should we call the police to arrest this person?"
He pointed at Anning, his eyes gleaming.
The person lying in An Ning's arms nodded weakly, their voice as feeble as could be, as if they were about to breathe their last, "She's about to stab me to death..."
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