director/Ai Hitchcock
screenwriter /Chart Bennett and A Revel
starring/Robert Duna
compiled/Shen Bingqing "The Spy Shadow"
produced by GMT Films
The film was originally called "Thirty-Nine Steps."
"Thirty-Nine Steps" is a thrilling story about a young Canadian who stayed in the UK for a short time and uncovered a spy agency that stole important British military secrets. It is a famous work by the master of suspense Ai Hitchcock, taken in 1935.
Hitchcock is good at grasping people's psychology and moving the crowd with thrilling suspense. The works of his director give people a sense of twists and turns, strange peaks, ingenious conception without showing signs of axe, and a sense of humor.
A night of feasting British cities. On the street, the colorful neon advertisements and the bustling crowds, carriages and horses are intertwined into a prosperous scene. From the other side of the street, there were bursts of charming jazz from time to time. There is a large amusement park there. Gorgeously dressed, thick and beautiful people kept walking towards the gate of Palladim's amusement park. Tourists are buying admission tickets in front of the ticket office window next to the main entrance.
The title "Thirty-Nine Steps" and the opening subtitles appear overprinted on the screen.
Tourist: (Into the window hole) Please give me a ticket for the front seat of the main hall. (He paid the ticket and walked in with the ticket.) The
audience was full of audiences in the performance hall. The performance has already begun, and the band is playing the pre-screen. At the beginning of the curtain, the "Wan Shentong" who must answer all questions-the memory master Memuri appeared in the center of the stage. The audience applauded.
Announcer: Ladies and gentlemen, please pay attention! Now allow me to be honored to introduce to you one of the most outstanding people in the world...
an audience: outstanding? What is outstanding about him?
Another audience: He is so outstanding that he is sweating!
Announcer: …Everyone, after watching this gentleman’s performance, I promise you will be surprised. He can store fifty news items in his memory every day, and he can never forget them all. In short, he is a know-it-all, able to record thousands of things in his mind, whether it is history, geography, or the things recorded in books, magazines, and scientific books, he can never forget! Please think about it, how amazing he is to remember so many things!
An audience: (loudly) Is he really as great as you said? (Audience laughs.)
Announcer: (Pointing to Memuri standing next to him) I mean his memory capacity. You might as well experiment with him! Ladies and gentlemen, you can ask him any questions. He will be able to answer you without hesitation and accuracy. Mr. Memuri!
Memuri greeted the audience frequently. The band began to play.
Announcer: (Continue to introduce) Ladies and gentlemen, I want to add one more point before the end of the announcement: Mr. Memuri is determined to make his brain contribute to the British Museum!
There was a round of applause and applause from the audience. The announcer exited.
Memuri: Please ask questions! Ladies please first!
A female audience member: (stands up and asks) Since last Saturday, my husband has no idea where he is?
One viewer: I hid in the bottle!
The female audience sat down. Everyone laughed.
One audience member: It's on the court!
One audience: Let's run with my friend! (The audience
laughs .) Memuri: Please ask a more serious question.
Athlete: Excuse me, who won the Grand Championship at the Epsom Race in England in 1921?
Memuri: It's Hammerlist. The horse he rides is called Donohue. In the race, he was far ahead and ran first among the six players. The second place is Greg Ann Ellen. The third place is Leonora. I remember correctly, sir?
Athlete: That's right.
One audience: What about 1936?
Memuri: By 1937 (Note 1), please come and ask again. I must be able to tell you by then, sir.
Hanai: What is the distance between Winnipeg and Montreal (Note 2)?
A young man: (stands up from behind Hanai) Who won the trophy in 1926?
Memuri: Trophy? Do you mean the Waterloo trophy, the football championship trophy, or the tea cup, sir?
Youth: Of course it's a football tournament, idiot! (The audience laughs.)
There is a bar cabinet farther away from the stage, and some people are sitting beside the cabinet drinking.
The man sitting by the bar cabinet: When was the city of Rome burnt down?
Memuri: In 64 AD, Nero (note 3) watched it burn.
An old man: Why do poultry get dry tongue epidermis?
His wife: Hush, don't make people laugh at you.
Old man: (to his wife) But our hen got this disease! (A fat woman laughs at this.)
An audience: How many championships has Mr. Miller won in horse racing?
A gentleman with pin-nosed glasses: When was Krippin hanged?
Ms. 1: In the world weightlifting competition, who won the last heavyweight championship for the United Kingdom?
A man sitting by the bar counter: Henry VIII (Note 4)!
Another man sitting by the bar counter: My wife! (The audience
laughed .) Memuri: It's Bob Fitzsimmons. In October 1897, he defeated the American heavyweight champion Jim Corbett in Carlson City, Nevada. He was thirty-four years old. Did I remember wrong? (Audience applauds.)
One audience: How old is May West this year?
Memuri: I know, sir, but I never reveal the age of women. (Laughter in the hall) Next question!
The audience was chattering about, and some people still repeatedly asked questions about how old May West was this year and why poultry had dry tongue syndrome. The noise was so loud that it was not clear what some people asked. Canadian Hanai repeated the question just now: the distance between Winnipeg and Montreal.
Memuri: (standing up) Ah... it's a Canadian gentleman! Welcome, sir. (Applause) Winnipeg is one of Canada's largest cities, the capital of Manitoba, 1434 miles from Montreal. Am I right?
Hanai: (Applause) Exactly correct.
Memuri: The next question.
Everyone asked questions at the same time, creating a tumult. An audience is still asking how old May West is this year. The administrator spotted a young man making troubles and provocations on the court, and went to interfere. The field immediately changed from a two-person scuffle into a full-court fight. The announcer hurried to the crowd to persuade everyone to follow the order, but the fighting continued, and the fighting got worse. Suddenly someone raised a small pistol and fired a "bang" shot in the sky. The fighting stopped suddenly, and then another shot was fired. People scrambled to the exit and ran out of the field. In this chaos, Memuri urged the orchestra conductor to play another piece of music to calm the hearts of the people in the venue. The crowd squeezed towards the exit with music accompaniment. Hanai also squeezed out of the court, and suddenly a young woman hid in front of his chest, and he pushed her to the exit together under the crowd.
On the dark street at night.
Hanai helped the young woman to squeeze out of the crowd.
Hanai: Ah, now we finally came out.
Anna Bella: Can I go with you?
Hanai: Why?
Annabelle: Well... because I like to walk with you.
Hanai: Okay, but you must be disappointed. Let's go, the bus is coming.
Hanai boarded the bus with the young woman and left.
Hanai took her to the door of "Potteran Apartment" and opened the door to enter. Anna Bella and Hanai walked into the hall. In the hall, I saw the household name cards. All the household names were written on wooden boards with lacquer. Only the words "Second Floor, Mr. Richard Hanai" were written on a piece of temporarily nailed cardboard. . Hanai pointed at the card to Anna Bella, indicating that it was his name.
Annabelle: Are you a temporary resident here?
Hanai: Yes. I rented a furnished suite temporarily. I'm from Canada and I only plan to live here for a few months. Oh, may I have your last name?
Annabelle: (Hesitatingly) Smith, um...
Hanai: (jokingly) If you don't object, please go upstairs!
Hanai led her upstairs by the elevator and walked to the door of his room. He opened the door and went in, and Anna Bella followed in. There was a black hole in the room, and the two stood in the front room of the door.
Anna Bella: Do you want to know more about me? Guess what, what do I do?
Hanai: (closes the door) Actor?
Annabelle: It's not as bad as you think.
Hanai: Singer?
Anna Bella: Not right.
Hanai: I'm sorry, I can't guess.
Annabelle: My job is done single-handedly.
Hanai: Do a risky thing?
Anna Bella: That's right.
Hanai: (Leading her to the inner room) Go here. I'm afraid you will think that my living room is messed up too much...I have hired many experts to arrange the room for me. (The two of them stop at the door of the inner room) Wait a minute, let me turn on the light.
Anna Bella: No, wait a minute. (She enters the inner room and puts her body on the wall opposite the door. Hanai is made to stand beside the light switch inexplicably) Okay, now you can turn it on!
The light illuminates the black hole room, and Annabel stands close to the wall between the two windows. The furnishings in the room are messy, and some windows have not yet been fitted with curtains. Hanai walked to the wine cabinet and prepared to take a bottle to pour the wine.
Annabelle: Mr. Hanai, please, please turn over that mirror and don't take pictures at me, okay? (Hannai flips over the mirror on the fireplace facing her.)
Hannai: (Back to the wine cabinet) If there are curtains on the windows, you will be happy, right?
Anna Bella: That's right.
Hanai: But I'm sorry, it hasn't been installed here yet. (Phone rings) Phew, phone... wait a minute. (He walks over to the desk to answer the phone. Anna Bella hurries to stop Hanai.)
Anna Bella: (extremely nervous) Mr. Hanai, don't answer the phone!
Hanai: (turns to her) Why?
Anna Bella: Because I expected this call was for me.
Hanai: If you don't answer, you won't answer. (The phone continues to ring. Hanai still goes to the wine cabinet to pour wine) Can you sit down now? ! (The phone ringing stops.)
Annabelle: Thank you... Would you please push that bench to my side?
Hanai, holding the wine glass in his hand, pushed the stool with his feet to Anna Bella as he walked. She sat down and reached out to take the glass Hanai handed her and drank it.
Hanai: It seems that you really need to drink some wine to refresh yourself!
Anna Bella: Yes. thanks. (Hanai takes the empty glass) I should explain to you...
Hana: Ah, if you don't explain, I won't have any ideas.
Annabelle: (looks around again) We can't talk here.
Hanai: Good. Let's talk about it in another place. (They walk into another room again. The room is also completely dark. As soon as Hanai enters the door, he is ready to find the switch to turn on the light.)
Anna Bella: (stop Hanai) Wait a minute. (She walks quickly to the window and puts down the curtains.)
Hanai: Can the lights be turned on?
Anna Bella: Yes. (Hanai turns on the lights. This room is the kitchen.)
Hanai: Do you smoke?
Anna Bella: No, thank you.
The phone rang again.
Hanai: Those of your friends are calling again,
Anna Bella: Leave them alone.
Hanai closed the kitchen door and couldn't hear the phone ringing.
Annabelle: (Blows his nose) I'm so sorry, can I ask you for something to eat? I haven't eaten for a whole day.
Hanai: Of course you can! (He takes out some food from the refrigerator and prepares it on the stove, and invites this strange guest to eat it.)
Hanai: (pointing to a dried fish and saying) Do you like haddock?
Anna Bella: I like it.
Hanai: (Speaking while starting to cook) I don’t think your last name is Smith.
Anna Bella: It depends on where I am. You can call me Anna Bella.
Hanai: Annabel Smith... the name seems to be the daughter of a priest.
When Hanai struck a match to ignite the gas, there was a slight explosion.
Anna Bella: (fearfully) Ah!
Hanai: What's the matter, beautiful lady, do you still have lingering fears about the gunfire tonight?
Annabelle: I fired those two shots.
Hanai: (suspiciously) you drove it? !
Anna Bella: Yes... in order to contain each other. Did you know that I had to leave the amusement park quickly. There are two men who want to kill me.
Hanai: Seriously, you have to be careful about making friends in the future!
Annabelle: No, no, you didn't understand me.
Hanai: It seems that you fired two shots and still did not solve the problem. Are you right? Several murderers chasing a beautiful mysterious woman, it seems to be a spy story.
Anna Bella: You are right. But I like to call it a "secret".
Hanai: Special agent? Which country do you work for?
Anna Bella: Work for the country that gave me the money.
Hanai: Which country are you from?
Anna Bella: I have no country.
Hanai: Then you were born in a balloon, eh? (He says as he walks away) Don't make such a joke with me! (Annabela sits down, Hanai takes out a set of cutlery from the closet, and returns to Annabella) I guess when you leave here, it is the moment when you steal the country’s important secrets, right NS?
Anna Bella: No, my duty is to prevent the important secrets of this country from being stolen. But this is not because I love Britain, but because they give me a lot of money.
Hanai: Great! (
Leans indifferently to fetch a rag from the table.) Anna Bella: (Takes Hanai's arm, and sincerely) Please believe me, there is a very powerful foreign waiter who will soon steal a piece of information about the United Kingdom. Major secrets of air defense. I came to this amusement park to follow two of his men. Unfortunately, I was discovered by them. So now they are staring at me tightly!
Hanai: (Shaking off her hand) What a pity! (He takes the rag and stands up) Have you ever heard that there is a delusion called persecution?
Anna Bella: You don't believe me?
Hanai: Frankly speaking, I don't believe it.
Annabelle: Then you go to the window and take a look at the street below.
Hanai walked to the window, saw a dark street outside the window, under the street lamp, two men were sneakily watching the movement in the apartment.
Hanai: (returning to her, apologizing) I believe it.
Anna Bella: Are they staying there?
Hanai: Yes.
Anna Bella: I thought I dumped them. Listen, I want to tell you something that you shouldn't know... But now they have followed me here, so you are also implicated in it. (Sit down.)
Hanai: What do you mean?
Anna Bella: Have you heard of "Thirty-Nine Steps"?
Hanai: No. What's that? Is it a hotel?
Annabelle: Of course you can disbelieve it, you can take a mocking attitude, but this is completely true! Those guys are a bunch of people who are not afraid of anything. Only I can catch them. If they are not caught, it will take a few hours or days before the important British secrets will fall into the hands of foreigners.
Hanai: But why don't you report to the police station? (Put the tableware in front of Anna Bella.)
Anna Bella: Because the police are like you, they won't believe me. Even if you can believe me... But you know, how long will they have to wait before they can take action? (Hana sits down beside her) And those guys are moving fast! You really don't know how cunning their boss is! That person is not only cunning, but also very vicious!
Hanai: What kind of person is he? What is your name?
Anna Bella: There are at least ten of his names. He can make up hundreds of people with different appearances. But there is one thing that he can't hide... (she raises Hanai's hand and pinches his little finger) this. His little finger was broken in half. In case you run into the person I'm talking about...then...you have to pay special attention, friend.
Hanai: (stands up) Thank you... (walking to the stove while talking) I will pay attention. So what are you going to do now? (Put the fish in the pot on the plate.)
Annabelle: First of all, I want to eat haddock. Then, if you don't want to chase me away and drive me to the street, let me sleep well here.
Hanai: All right, you sleep in my bed. I can sleep on the couch outside. Is there anything else you want me to help?
Annabelle: Lend me a map of Scotland.
Hanai: Scotland? Why?
Annabelle: Because there is someone in Scotland, I have to meet him first anyway. (Starting to eat fish. Hanai wants to go out to get a map, but hesitates.)
Hanai: Is the "Thirty-Nine Steps" you mentioned in Scotland?
Annabelle: Maybe I can tell you tomorrow.
Hanai went out to get the map, and Anna Bella stayed in the kitchen to eat.
In a dark room, the windows and doors can be seen open through some reflections. The white curtains were blowing in the wind.
Hanai is sleeping on the couch outside. The door opened. Anna Bella rushed out suddenly. She was disheveled, her face was inhumane, and she looked terrified. Holding a crumpled piece of paper in her hand, she staggered towards the couch, stopped two steps away from the couch, and waved the piece of paper in her hand. . Hanai immediately sat up.
Anna Bella: Come on, Hanai! It's your turn next!
Hanai stared roundly at her inexplicably, only to see Anna Bella staggering forward one step. She fell on Hanai's knee as soon as she dashed. There was a knife stuck between her shoulder blades, and the blood was flowing. At this time, the phone rang. Horrified, Hanai walked to the phone and was about to reach out for the handset, but he immediately retracted, turned and walked to the window, and looked out the window quietly.
On the dimly-lit street corner, a man was calling in a telephone booth. Outside the pavilion, another man in a leather coat was watching the wind.
Hanai looked back at the phone, and then at Anna Bella who was lying in a pool of blood. She died, but the echo of her words still echoed in Hanai's ears.
Annabelle: (echo)...You can take a mocking attitude, but it's totally true! These guys can do anything...
Hanai looked at the corpse, but what caught his most attention was the crumpled piece of paper that Annabella was still holding tightly at the moment. He walked to the corpse, leaned over and took out the paper from the dead man's hand. He opened the paper and saw that it was the map of Scotland. There is a village name circled in pencil on the map: "Altana Cherache".
Although Anna Bella had closed her eyes and died, her image was still trembling slightly like a candle light blown by the breeze, and her voice echoed in the air.
Annabelle: (echo)... There is someone in Scotland, I have to see him first anyway... In a few hours or days, the important British secrets will fall into the hands of foreigners... the police station The people here don’t believe me just like you... I warn you, these guys are moving fast! ...But it's fast! ...But it's fast! ...
Hanai looked at the map for a while, then raised his head to think again.
early morning. The entrance hall of the Portland apartment. Hanai came down the stairs cautiously in a dark coat, and stopped suddenly. Through the glass gate with iron fence, he saw two men walking back and forth on the sidewalk across the road. Hanai watched the movement of these two people, then quickly turned around and hid to the side of the stairs, thinking about how to deal with the situation before the big listing with the name of the tenant. At this moment, a milkman came in from outside, and Hanai took his arm. He wanted to borrow the milkman’s hat and jacket, so he told the milkman the truth, saying that the two men outside were agents of a foreign spy agency. They had assassinated a woman and now it was his turn. The milkman didn't believe it, thinking he was joking. He was so anxious that he had to make up a lie.
Hanai: Good, good! Let me tell you the truth. Do you have dependents?
Milkman: Oh, yes. What does this have to do with you?
Hanai: Close, I don't have one. I am a bachelor.
Milkman: Really?
Hanai: Well... a married woman lives on the second floor... The
milkman: Really?
Hanai: Really. I just had a tryst with her, and now I want to go home... The
milkman: Then go. Who is stopping you?
Hanai: One of the two people outside is her brother and the other is her friend. You should understand now, right?
Milkman: Why didn't you say it earlier, brother! (He takes off his shirt) Think about it, can I just listen to all those fabricated words? ...What a murder case! Foreign spies! (He hands the jacket to Hanai) Put it on! There are also hats.
Hanai put on the clothes of the milkman.
Milkman: Good.
Hanai: (Draws out a banknote and stuffs it into the milkman's hand) Take it.
Milkman: (putting the bills in your pocket while talking) Oh, no, sir, you are welcome. Maybe someday, I will also borrow clothes from you. My horse is on the corner of the street, leave it alone, go yours... (Hana walks to the gate) Goodbye, brother!
Hanai: Goodbye, thank you.
Hanai walked out the door and left quickly. The milkman went to the door and picked up some empty bottles on the side of the door.
Milkman: Ah, empty bottle!
early morning. Main street.
Quietly on a foggy London street. An unmanned carriage parked in the center of the street.
Folded from a carriage into a locomotive. "The Flying Scotchman" is written on the carriage behind the front of the car. On the right, there is a train time plate with "Scotland Line" written on it.
daytime. train station.
There are cars parked along the platform. There are some passengers on the platform: some get on the bus, some get off, there are Scottish men with travel bags and pleated skirts, and there are young girls with fluttering blonde hair. Among them is Hanai. He appeared in the window of the train car. He stared at the people walking back and forth on the platform through the glass window.
The signal light on the station is on. The stationmaster was blowing a flute in his mouth and waving a small flag in his hand. The locomotive sounded its whistle. Hanai looked at the end of the platform from the car window to see if anyone was following him.
The train started slowly amidst the whistle. A car drove to the end of the platform and stopped. Two people on the car rushed forward, trying to catch the train. Hanai saw these two men running on the platform, and he hurriedly retracted back and left the window.
A stream of steam was released from the head of the locomotive, and the train was leaving the platform faster and faster. Two people who missed the train were left on the platform.
daytime. Inside the Podolan apartment.
A maid walked to the door of a room. She opened the door of the room, and when she was about to walk in, she looked towards the ground, and she was so scared that she was stunned for a while at the door, and immediately turned around and opened her mouth to yell. The audio connected to the screen is that the train drove into the crash road and made a harsh siren.
A train bound for Scotland honked its whistle and drove out of the crossing.
daytime. On the train.
Hanai was sleeping soundly against the window of the car. There are many compartments in the compartment, and each compartment has a door that opens outward. The passengers in the same compartment as Hanai are two merchandise salesmen and a priest. The priest is reading the newspaper. Salesman A is introducing samples of his new corset and garter belt to Salesman B. The two talked enthusiastically.
At this time, the speed of the train gradually decreased.
Salesman A: (Looking back at the car window) Where are we now? "Edinburgh-Waverly". How fast!
Salesperson B: (See the priest standing up and taking off the travel bag from the travel rack) Please forgive me, sir, we talked too much about business.
Pastor: (puts on the hat and prepares to get out of the car) Nothing, nothing.
The train stopped at a station. Hanai has woken up. The priest pushed the door of the driving room out and got out of the car.
Salesman B: (to the pastor) Goodbye, sir, goodbye!
The noise of getting on and off the train at the station. After getting out of the car, the pastor turned around and glanced coldly at the two salesmen through the open window.
Pastor: Goodbye! (He leaves as he talks.)
Salesperson A: (puts the "sample" in the suitcase, then purses his lips and points in the direction where the priest is leaving) How strange is rare!
Salesman B: But I bet he must be an expert at word puzzles. Ay, this Marseille in Windsor, don't know who will win the championship?
Salesman A: No comment. (Stand up and put the suitcase on the luggage rack again, leaning over to look out the window.)
During the day. Edinburgh Station.
People rushed to and fro on the platform. A newsboy rushed along the carriage to sell newspapers.
Newsboy: Read the newspaper! Read the newspaper!
Salesman A: (The probe comes out of the car window to greet the newsboy) Hey, kid! Is there a "British" newspaper? (The newsboy delivers a newspaper, he pays, and takes the newspaper) Good! (He retracts his head into the carriage, and the newsboy leaves.)
During the day. Inside the carriage.
Salesman A sat down and read the newspaper. Salesman B lit his pipe and smoked.
Salesman A: (surprised) Oh ha!
Salesman B: Have we all won the jackpot?
Salesman A: A murdered female body was found in an apartment in the West End of London...
Hanai couldn't help but stunned when he heard the news.
Salesman B: What?
Salesman A: (Reading newspaper) A tragically murdered female body was found in an apartment in the West End of London.
Salesman B: I'm tired of hearing these murder cases. Who wins the championship?
Salesman A: Batchelor Buttern, two to one.
Salesman B: Good!
Salesman A: (reading newspaper) Portland Apartment Building Street, No. 74, Portland Apartment, next to the BBC. The environment in this area is very quiet. (Imitating the tone of the BBC broadcaster) Good evening, dear listeners, good evening. (Laughter.)
Salesperson second: What does the female body look like? Is it an average woman?
Salesman A: (reading newspaper) is a neatly dressed woman about thirty-five years old. She was stabbed in the back. The tenant Richard Hanai is missing.
Salesman B: (sarcastically) What's so fuss about this kind of news, it won't touch my heart! (The two laughed loudly. Hanai was listening.)
Salesperson A: (Continue reading the newspaper) At seven o'clock in the morning, the maid Elizabeth Brig...what? ...This is over!
Salesman B: What's the matter?
Salesman A: (Stop reading newspapers) Ah, are there any axioms in this world? You mean it! (Continue to read the newspaper) New style women's stretch bra! From today on Pirmian Avenue, Mike Cajun Brothers will sell it for 17 shillings and 9 pence. Various bras: 4 shillings and 11 pence. (Puts down the newspaper) It's just outrageous! (Hana lowers his head to read the headline in the newspaper) Stretch bra! 1 shilling and 3 pence cheaper than our latest streamlined corset! It seems that there is no need to go to Aberdeen anymore!
Hanai: Lend your newspaper to me to have a look, okay?
(Salesman A's face shows a look of disgust with such cruel competition in business.
Salesman A: Of course.
Salesman A handed the newspaper to Hanai. Hanai took the newspaper and saw an old photo of himself wearing a Canadian farmer's costume printed next to a few eye-catching headlines. The title read: "A girl was tragically killed in the apartment. The deceased was stabbed in the back and was discovered by the maid this morning. A Canadian farmer mysteriously disappeared."
Hanai was immersed in the newspaper. Salesman B began to look at Hanai carefully. As soon as Hanai looked up, he realized that Salesperson B was watching him, and then he returned the newspaper to Salesperson A.
Hanai: Thank you. (Stand up, push the door of the driving room and prepare to get out of the car and go for a walk.)
During the day. Edinburgh Station.
After getting off the car, Hanai paced on the platform and stopped at the exit. He saw a policeman and a man in plain clothes commenting on the news in the newspaper.
Police: Some superficial signs are enough to send him to the gallows! (Looks away from the newspaper and finds Hanai standing next to him) Is there anything you want, sir?
Hanai: (Embarrassedly) Please... What is the name of the next stop on this train?
The train made a long, piercing whistle before it started.
Police: (dissatisfied) What do you take me for? Be a porter? You go ask other people. (His eyes return to the newspaper.) By
this time the train has already started. Hanai hurriedly turned around and ran to an open train door, jumped up, and closed the door at will.
daytime. In the carriage of the train.
Hanai took a seat on the opposite side of the two salesmen. The two were talking and laughing happily.
Salesman A: There is a story that is even better.
Salesman B: Is there something better?
Salesman A: That's a story about the young girl Ungo.
Salesman B: Oh, this is it!
As the train was moving, Hanai looked out of the window and found three policemen standing on the platform of the front carriage of the train. He was taken aback.
Salesman A: This young woman...
The two of them stopped talking abruptly and watched with wide eyes. Hanai stood up, took off his coat from the luggage rack and walked out of the compartment. Hanai put on his coat as he walked down the aisle, then from time to time he put his head out of the window to look around.
The three police officers in the front carriage poked their heads out from time to time and cast their eyes on the back carriage of the train.
When Hanai was leaning over and looking out the window in the aisle, the dining car waiter came out of a compartment and walked to Hanai and put his hand on his back. He was taken aback and hurriedly retracted his head into the window. Straighten up and let the waiter walk past him.
Waiter: Do you have tea, sir?
Hanai nodded in agreement.
The train drove onto the Forth River Bridge.
Hanai was in the middle of the aisle of the car and saw the end of the aisle, and the police were opening the door of a car to check. He immediately turned around and saw that on the other side of the aisle, there was also a police chief in plain clothes and the police inspecting the compartment. Hanai turned his head and looked through the glass window of the car room and saw that in the car room facing him, there was only a young blonde girl sitting by the window reading the newspaper. At this moment of dilemma, Hanai immediately opened the door of this compartment and rushed in, and closed the door at will. The blonde put down the newspaper and looked up.
Hanai: Honey... how happy I am to meet you!
The blonde was very surprised. When she was taking off her glasses and trying to take a closer look, Hanai immediately leaned over, hugged her and kissed her tightly. The girl was unprepared, so she was caught off guard and couldn't stand her back. Hanai kissed the girl, who tried to push Hanai away. The two were pushing and pulling, twisting and pulling. Hanai held the girl's wrist tightly and pressed his face against her face, almost pressing her to have only room for ventilation, and there was no possibility of even speaking.
The policemen came next to each car room and walked to the door of the car room where Hanai and the blonde were staying. Through the glass window, they saw a man and woman hugging and kissing warmly and walked by with a smile.
Policeman: (said with a smile) The two of them are warming up right now.
Hanai let go of the blonde. The girl put on her glasses and stared at Hanai's face angrily.
Hanai: I was so anxious just now that I had no choice but to do this... I'm so sorry, do you understand? My name is Hanai. The police are chasing me. I swear to you, I am not guilty, I am a good person. You have to help me. I still need to be free for a few days.
A police chief in plain clothes walked to the door of this compartment and pulled the door of the compartment.
Sheriff: Did you see a man passing from here just now?
Hanai ignored him and turned slightly.
Blonde Pamela: I think this is the man you are looking for.
Hanai glared at her and immediately stood up and walked out of the compartment. The sheriff felt baffled and couldn't figure out what was going on.
Sheriff: But when we passed here just now...
Pamela: Yes, he confessed to me, he said his name is Hanai.
The sheriff looked back to see Hanai, who was standing leaning against the door of the carriage. The sheriff walked up to him.
Sheriff: Is your name Hanai?
Hanai: (Angry) No!
The sheriff looked puzzled. Two police officers walked over and stood behind the sheriff. The dining car waiter appeared at the aisle.
Waiter: Come and have tea, sir!
Hanai: Okay, I'll be here in a while!
Hanai twisted the small door of the car and knocked the sheriff. As the train was moving fast, a gust of wind blew the door completely open. The sheriff was knocked up to the sky and fell into the arms of his subordinate, the policeman.
Hanai swiftly rushed out of the small door, grabbed the outside of the car, and climbed to the small door of the next car. The police rushed to Hanai, but did not catch him. At this time the train was galloping on the bridge.
Hanai opened the small door of the car next door, and there was no one in the aisle, so he ran forward quickly.
Sheriff: (pull the siren) The alarm goes off!
The police ran out of the compartment to hunt Hanai. Hanai continued to run on the aisle of the other carriage. The train suddenly came to an emergency brake, Hanai swayed, and continued to run forward.
The train stopped completely. Hanai opened the dining car door and stopped at the door. A few passengers sitting on both sides of the dining car were having refreshments. The waiter approached Hanai politely and pointed to an empty table next to him. Hanai shook his head, closed the dining car door, and ran forward across the aisle between the two rows of tables. The waiter was hit by Hanai because he couldn't avoid it. At the end of the dining car, another waiter suddenly appeared, holding a tray full of tea sets in his hand. He walked towards Hanai. Hanai knocked him again while running. The waiter almost knocked over the tray. Hanai ran to the end of the dining car, opened the door, went out, and slammed the door shut. The passengers looked at each other with a look of surprise. The police also rushed into the dining car one by one to chase Hanai, and also collided with the waiter holding the tea tray. The speed of the chasing was affected.
Hanai opened the door of another carriage. This is a luggage compartment with many suitcases stacked in it, and three dogs are chained in the middle. The dog saw Hanai and barked. Hanai froze for a while at the door, and disappeared as soon as he turned around.
The sheriff opened the luggage compartment door and waved to the police to follow him to search. The dog barked.
Sheriff: Come on, brothers! He probably got out of the car...fast, fast, go forward!
The policemen approached the three dogs with trepidation, and got out of the car to the side door next to them.
Outside the car is the railway bridge of the Forth River Bridge. The police are standing on the rails. The sheriff walked over to the iron railing to check.
Train conductor: (approaching the sheriff) Hello, why are you pulling the siren?
Sheriff: Why? Want to park. You are really interesting!
Train conductor: It is against the regulations to stop in this way. No parking on the bridge!
Hanai hid on a steel beam of the bridge. The criss-crossing steel beams blocked the police's sight, preventing them from seeing him.
Sheriff: Someone got off here and ran away. He is a murderer. We are hunting him.
A steamer slowly passed under the bridge hole, everything seemed so peaceful.
Train conductor: Where did he escape from?
Sheriff: I must get off here.
Train conductor: I didn't see him. Are you sure he got out of the car? But anyway, the train can no longer stop on the bridge anyway.
The luggage compartment was parked on the bridge. There was a long whistle.
Policeman A: He is here!
Train conductor: Get on the train!
Sheriff: No, this is a passenger.
The train started. The police have returned to the luggage compartment.
Policeman A: It must be him, it can't be wrong!
The train leaves. There was no one on the bridge, and there was not even a single figure on the steel beam that Hanai had escaped just now.
A large iron bridge spanned quietly across the Forth River. The sound of pressing the button of the telegraph was resounding on the screen.
The crowded streets of the city were filled with the shouts of newspaper vendors selling newspapers.
Newspaper vendor: Read the newspaper! The murderer Hanai escaped from the roe deer on the Forth River Bridge! Hanai ran away on the Forth River Bridge! Read the newspaper!
"Da Da Da" sounded on the screen. A note of telegram appears.
The content of the telegram:... 5 feet 10 tall, with a mustache. When he was last spotted, he was wearing a dark suit, but he may have changed clothes now...
during the day. In the wilderness of Scotland.
Green hills and ice, in a picturesque valley, a winding path, a stone bridge spanning the gurgling stream. On both sides of the road is a large green grassland, and the breeze exudes the scent of wild flowers. A man strode up the stone bridge along this rugged mountain road. He paused for a while, looked around, took a deep breath, and continued walking forward. This man is Hanai.
At the end of the horizon, a small house with a Scottish farmhouse style stands on a small hill. It is surrounded by a low stone wall, and a stone-paved road stretches from the hillside to the fence of the wall. Doorway. When Hanai approached the door along the mountain road, the owner of the farm was driving a group of cows into the cowshed.
Hanai: Hello!
Farmer: Hello! What can you do?
Hanai: I am a mechanic who repairs cars. Want to find some work to do.
Farmer: You can't find work here.
Hanai: Is there a manor nearby?
Farmer: Oh, Andre’s family has a manor, but they probably don’t need anyone. They have a driver, who has been working with them for forty years.
Hanai: They had cars forty years ago?
Farmer: Andrei was a horse-drawn cart when he was your age.
Hanai: I see... Ah, what kind of house is there?
There is a lonely building at the foot of the mountain in the distance.
Farmer: It's a church, but the pastor... he doesn't have a car.
Hanai then inquired from the farmer that an Englishman in this area was newly moved to live in. He was a professor and lived in Altana Cherache. He guessed that this person might be the one Anna Bella wanted to see, and decided to go there.
The farmer told him that it would take fourteen miles to get there. Hanai had to borrow here for one night. The farmer accepted the money he gave and promised to let him live.
The two of them walked across the yard to the door of the house. Margaret, the farmer’s wife, stood at the door.
Farmer: (to Margaret) Take care of this gentleman. He will spend the night at our house tonight.
Hanai: This is your daughter?
Farmer: (Glances at him coldly) My woman. (Leaving.)
Margaret: (To Hanai) Please go into the house.
Hanai: Thank you.
Inside a guest room of a farm house, during the day.
Hanai and Margaret entered the guest room. Marguerite went to the end of the room, where there was a closet-like bed.
Margaret: This is your bed. (Put away the old sheets on the bed) I will make you a clean sheet right away. You think you are allowed to sleep in this kind of bed, can you sleep?
Hanai: Of course it can!
Margaret: It looks like you are tired.
Hanai: (sit down by the bed) You can say so. In order to find someone to do it, I run around, relying on these two legs!
Margaret: I'm going to cook dinner, will you come and sit here for a while?
Hanai: Okay.
Hanai walked to the table and sat down. He saw several food boxes on the table with a newspaper spread under the boxes. Hanai's gaze was immediately attracted by the headline in the newspaper. He lowered his head to look at it. At this time, Marguerite had put the old sheets in the closet and put clean sheets on the bed. Then, she came to clean up the things on the table and took away the food box along with the newspaper.
Hanai: Have you lived in this area for a long time?
Margaret: No, I am from Glasgow. (Bring a tablecloth from the sideboard) Have you been there?
Hanai: No.
Margaret: (She spreads the tablecloth on the table) Ah, if you go there, you can stroll around Sohihar Street. There are so many beautiful shops on that street! And on Saturday night, you can go to Agil Street, where there are trams, neon lights, and cinemas, crowds coming and going... Hey, tonight happens to be Saturday...
Hanai: All these things, I'm afraid you are here I can't see it at all here.
Margaret: Yeah. (Go to the sideboard to take things again.)
Hanai: Do you miss these things very much?
Margaret: Sometimes I miss it. (Take a large pot from the cabinet and put the herring in the pot.)
Hanai: I have never been to Glasgow, but I have been to Edinburgh, Montreal and London. At dinner, I will tell you about the sights of London.
Margaret: I'm worried that John doesn't like to listen.
Hanai: Why?
Margaret: He said that there are smoky places...he said it's better not to think about these places. (While talking and sorting out the food that I just bought, I picked up the food tray and placed it on the newspaper just now.)
Hanai: (staring at the newspaper and going over to read it) While John is not here, I can tell you about it. What do you want to hear?
Marguerite: (hesitating) Do all the women there dye their nails?
Hanai: Some of them have to be infected.
Margaret: Are the women in London beautiful?
Hanai: Pretty...but compared to you, they are not pretty.
The farm owner, John, opened the door and walked in, and closed it easily.
Margaret: Don't say that.
Farmer: Don't say anything?
Marguerite was cooking dinner, and Hanai stood behind her. They heard John's words and turned to look at John.
Hanai: I was telling your wife just now that I like life in the city but not in the countryside.
Farmer: (Approach to the table) The countryside was created by God. (To Marguerite) Is supper ready, wife?
Margaret: Alright.
Hanai: May I read your newspaper?
Farmer: You are optimistic about it.
Hanai picked up the newspaper and immersed himself in reading. The farmer looked at Hanai suspiciously. He struck a match to light the kerosene lamp. The light shone on the two-line headline of the newspaper: "The murderer in the Portland apartment fled to Scotland. An astonishing incident on the Forth River Bridge." Margaret put a pot of vegetables on the table and left. The farmer sat down at the table.
Farmer: I haven't asked your last name.
Hanai: (Looking at the newspaper) Ah, my name is Hammond.
Farmer: Well, Mr. Hammond, please set aside the newspaper first. I come to pray before the meal.
Hanai: (puts down the newspaper) Yes, of course.
Margaret also sat down at the table. The three bowed their heads in prayer.
Farmer: (Close your eyes and say a prayer) God blesses me, and will receive the universal blessings of the Lord... Wait for the Lord Jesus Kiris for me. ...I am so grateful and praised for the bestowed benefits...the king of life...every generation...Amen.
While praying, Hanai glanced sideways at the farmer, still lowering his head to read the newspaper. Although Margaret was also praying with her head down, she found that Hanai's eyes were on the newspaper. Soon she saw the headline of the newspaper: "The murderer in the Portland apartment fled to Scotland." She looked up at Hanai with staring eyes as if she was waking up from a dream. Hanai implored her to keep quiet, and pointed at her husband with his jaw. The farm owner squinted his eyes in prayer, and suddenly found Hanai and his wife exchanging glances. After praying, Margaret, in order to conceal her anxiety, said she was busy greeting the guests for dinner. She picked up the bread next to her and put it in the middle of the table.
Farmer: I forgot to close the barn door. (Speaking, stand up and go around the table, walk towards the door, walk to the door of the room, pull the latch to open the door.) In
the courtyard of the farm house. The moon was dim in the sky, and there was silence all around, only the chirping of insects was heard. The farmer walked out the door and closed the door casually. He walked to the corner of the room, stopped for a moment, and leaned against the wall with a vicious expression on his face. Then he tiptoed to the bottom of the guest room window. The light in the window was bright. He saw Hanai and Margaret in the room standing opposite each other across the table. It looked as if Hanai was explaining to each other. He kept turning his head sneakily and looked towards the door of the room. The farm owner stood outside the window, trying to hear the conversation in the room and monitor the movement in the room through the glass window.
night. Inside the farm owner’s bedroom.
Margaret lay on the bed and couldn't fall asleep, staring at the ceiling with dull eyes in thought. The farmer slept on a bed beside him with his back to his young wife. He buried his head in the quilt and opened his eyes wide, as if he had a foreboding that something was about to happen. After a while, there was a car horn in the distance. When Marguerite listened, she sat up abruptly, looked at the window first, then glanced at her husband who was sleeping with his head covered, and then quietly got up. The farmer still kept his head motionless under the quilt, pretending to be asleep. After getting out of bed, Margaret walked to the window barefoot, raised her head and looked out the window.
The moon was black and the wind was high, and the wilderness was full of darkness. On the undulating mountain road, there was a car bumping towards the farm. Two dazzling light beams were shot in front of the car, which can be seen from a long distance. It's up. The car drove to the corner and blew its horn again. Marguerite left the window, put on her shoes, picked up a coat and draped it over her shoulders, and ran to the guest room.
The door to the guest room is open. Hanai slept on a wardrobe-style bed. Marguerite rushed to Hanai's bed while putting on her coat and pushed him awake. Hanai got up and got out of bed immediately.
Margaret: A car is coming. It's probably the police. You have to leave here quickly.
Hanai: (puts on top) Thank you for your kindness.
Margaret: I don't want them to take you away.
Hanai: I will never forget your kindness. Which way should I go?
Margaret: I'll show you the way.
When she brought him to the door, the room suddenly lit up. The farmer appeared at the door of the house. He closed the door casually, holding a candle in his other hand.
Farmer: Ah, I didn’t expect...(He approached them step by step) How dare you do your dog and man's affairs behind my back! (He walks to his wife and stops) Get out!
Hanai: Wait a minute!
Farmer: Get out of here right away, or...
Marguerite: (To Hanai) Go, go!
Hanai: Can you leave you alone like this? no!
Margaret: This is your last chance!
The light beam of the car headlight shines into the room through the glass window. Then came the sound of car horns very close.
Hanai: You don't understand... (He didn't say any more, turned his head suddenly and said to the farmer) All right. You are totally wrong. She just wanted to help me...
Farm owner: Humph, she brought me shame and trouble...
Hanai: I want more than the police to catch...
Farm owner: Police?
Hanai: Yes, the police regard me as a murderer and are hunting me!
He retreated to the dark part of the room and stared at the door intently.
Farmer: What?
Hanai: The police have arrived! She just notified me. Please do me a favor too! (Police knocks on the door) Don't let them in. Tell them that I am not here. How much do you want? (He reaches for his wallet.)
Farmer: How much do you give?
Hanai: Five pounds.
Farmer: Do you have that many?
Hanai: Yes.
Farmer: Give me the money. (The police knocking on the door is accompanied by a dog barking. Hanai puts the banknote into the farm owner's hand) You go back to the bed. (To wife) Lock him in.
When the farmer walked towards the door, Hanai walked to the bed, and Marguerite grabbed Hanai.
Margaret: Don't go, I don't believe him.
Hanai: Didn't he take my money?
Margaret: He's insatiable...
Margarita led Hanai towards the back door. The two of them walked halfway, and stopped walking when they heard the sound of talking in the next room. Margaret walked aside to listen to the voice.
Margaret: (turning back and speaking to Hanai quietly) I was right just now. He is now asking the police if he can get a bounty if he catches you. He will definitely dawdle with them for a while before letting them in. You go quickly, or you won't be able to run away! Ouch, the color of your shirt is too light. I am worried that your goal will be easily discovered by them. (She turns around)...You'd better put this on... (She takes a dark coat from the coat rack and helps Hanai put it on.)
Hanai: Isn't this your husband's coat? ?
Margaret: I know. This is his best piece, but now I can’t stop that much!
Hanai: (buttons on the coat) So what do you do?
Margaret: Oh, I just said, I can't stop you.
Hanai: He won't beat you up, right?
Margaret: No, at best, he spied on me secretly.
Hanai: What is your name?
Marguerite: Marguerite.
Hanai: Goodbye, Margaret! (Kiss her and walk towards the door) I will never forget your kindness to me.
Hanai opened the door and disappeared into the dark night. Marguerite stood alone in the doorway. She lowered her eyes, an expression of anxiety on her face.
daytime. In the wilderness of Scotland.
There were many ridges and green hills, and several police officers suddenly appeared on the top of the rolling hills. They were searching for the fugitive, already walking with sweat, and stopped on the hilltop while wiping the sweat with a handkerchief while observing the surrounding movement.
A plainclothes policeman: (waving a cane) He is there!
There was a figure shaking on the mountain road in the distance. He ran fast on the horizon. The police chased desperately from behind.
One policeman: Cut off his way!
Hanai jumped from one rock to another on the distant cliffs, climbed up, and moved on the steep rock face. He climbed over the cliffs and walked into a secluded valley. A very elegant villa appeared in the distance. Hanai heard the rumble of aircraft in the air. He looked up and watched as a plane flew over the wilderness, and then continued to run down the slope toward the depths of the valley. The police also continued to chase desperately.
On the edge of the slope, a torrent of water was rushing, and Hanai’s legs were running on the edge of the rocky torrent. A policeman made a "plop" and stumbled into the rapids. Hanai quickly ran away. Two policemen stood in front of the cliff, and through the waterfall in the distance, they could vaguely see the figure of the fugitive gradually disappearing.
Hanai ran to a bridge and stopped, and found a road sign beside the road that said: "Altana Sherache". Hanai ran in the direction indicated by the road signs. The river poured down the slope. The police chased the fugitive along the river bank. A car stopped on the road, and two plainclothes policemen got out of the car and looked around.
The garden in front of a villa. The fence of the garden was open. A sign read: "Altana Cherache". Hanai rushed into the garden. The front door of the villa was closed tightly. Hanai stepped forward and rang the doorbell. After a while, the door opened, and a young maid came out, who looked very clever.
Hanai: Is the master at home?
Maid: Sir, may I have your last name?
Hanai: Ah, my name doesn't matter. You just need to ask if your master knows Annabelle Smith.
Maid: Please wait a moment here, okay?
Hanai: Of course it's good.
When the maid left, the front door was ajar.
The police rushed into the garden through the fence gate. The front door of the villa was closed again. Hanai has disappeared.
One police officer: Sergeant, everything seems to be peaceful here.
The police went to the front door. The sheriff rang the doorbell, and the rest scattered around the house to search. As if finding something, a policeman suddenly stopped in front of the steps and looked at the gravel on the road.
Policeman: (surprised) Several cars have been here!
Sheriff: (turns to the police) Great! That said, Hanai came by car.
The door opened, and the young maid appeared at the door again.
Maid: Hello!
Sheriff: Did you have any strangers here this morning?
Maid: If you call the professor's guests also strangers, then... it is wrong, they are not "strangers".
Sheriff: Have you ever seen a suspicious-looking person rushing into the garden from the window?
Maid: (hesitating) No, sir, I haven't seen anyone here in this half an hour.
Professor Jordan's home.
Inside the villa, some guests gathered in Chen's rather gorgeous and noble living room. Hanai appeared among the guests.
Professor Jordan: (Approaching Hanai) Are you here on behalf of Annabelle Smith?
Hanai: Yes.
Professor Jordan: Today is my daughter Ilali’s birthday, and now we are celebrating with a toast. Please wait a few minutes, I will go to meet the guests, and then we will have a good talk.
Hanai: Okay, okay.
Professor Jordan: (He leads Hanai to an elderly woman) Please go here, let me introduce my wife to you. Louisa, my dear, I brought you a new guest. This gentleman is... I forgot to ask your name...
Hanai: Hammond.
Professor Jordan: Mr. Hammond. He came to me from London to discuss matters. (The young maid walks to the professor and interrupts him.)
Maid: There is a policeman over there who wants to talk to you.
Professor Jordan: At the door? Okay, I'm going now. (The maid leaves.)
Professor Jordan: Honey, would you please entertain Mr. Hammond? (Luisa leads Hanai away.)
Luisa: Come on, young man. (She leads him to a stop in front of a girl) This is my eldest daughter Patricia... (Hana shook hands with the girl. Then she led him to the depths of the living room) Mrs. Beilei... He Mr. Turkins...Ah, Elari, my dear (they stopped in front of a brown-haired girl) This gentleman...is...
Hana: Hammond.
Louisa: Mr. Hammond, he just came from London. (Speaking, she turned and left, and the two young men were left standing there face to face. Patricia walked to Ilali and handed her a pack of cigarettes. Ilali opened the cigarette case, please. Chennai smokes.)
Ilali: Mr. Hammond, hello! (Hana takes a cigarette) Please forgive me, today is a carnival wine. We all went to church just now, and we listened to the sermon for three quarters of an hour!
Ilali said as she walked with Hanai in the living room.
Ilari: This is Captain Doberville... (The latter passes the fire to Hanai. Another young man in a kilt brings a glass of wine to Hanai) Have a drink, Harmon Mr. De!
Hanai: (light a cigarette) Thank you.
Ilali: This is Dilik, Dilik Stuart. (After Hanai took the alcoholic bosom from the young man, he continued to walk forward with Ilali) That one was Mr. Watson, the sheriff. Pay attention to etiquette to him.
The sheriff was sitting on a couch, looking at Hanai.
Dobeville: He is also the Acting President of the Scottish Court.
Ilali: He can put people in jail for half a year without any effort.
Hanai suddenly felt a hand on his shoulder. He looked back and found that it was Professor Jordan. The professor led him to the window at the end of the living room.
Professor Jordan: (speaking in a low voice) Everything is going well. Don't worry, I have turned the police away. (Information voice) Come to enjoy the scenery outside the window, Mr. Hammond...
Outside the window is a deserted scenery, and a few police officers are faintly searching between the cliffs in the distance. Hanai and the professor sat down at the window. There was a murmur of conversation from the living room.
Dobeville: (Voiceover) I said, Sheriff, are you trying to catch this murderer?
Mrs. Beilei: (Voiceover) Murderer! Which murderer?
Ilali: (Voiceover) Ah, honey, don't you know? It was the murderer who stabbed a woman from behind with a big bread knife in the Portland apartment last week!
Mrs. Beilei: (Voiceover) Honey! A big bread knife stabbed a woman to death, how fresh it is. Where is he now?
Ilali: (Voiceover) He may be near here. Someone saw him in the wilderness in this area. Dear Sheriff, why don't you catch him? Do you want me to be stabbed in the back with a big bread knife? Are you saying that?
Sheriff Watson: (Voiceover) If any of you can catch him, I will definitely sentence him to death.
Ilali: (Voiceover) Is there any reward?
Mrs. Beilei: (Voiceover) My God! It's almost twelve o'clock noon! We should go now, let the professor have lunch!
Jordan stood up, and Hanai stood up with him.
Professor Jordan: It doesn't matter, my dear, but if you really want to leave... Patricia, can you take care of the captain's car?
The guests left the living room one after another and walked towards the door. Only Hanai stayed in the living room alone. Patricia was at the forefront. The rest filed out afterwards. The professor escorted the guests to the door.
Sheriff Watson: You have to find a way to catch him. The court opens every morning, so bring him here in the morning... the
guests go out and leave. Hanai walked to the window alone and sat down.
Professor Jordan: (Voiceover) Louisa, dear! Please forgive me, Mr. Hammond wants to talk to me before eating lunch.
After the professor quietly locked the door, he walked to the end of the living room. Hanai sat there waiting, and when he saw the professor approaching, he got up to greet him.
Professor Jordan: Now, Mr. Hanai... I think I can call your real name now, right? How is Anna Bella, our mutual friend?
Hanai: She was assassinated!
Professor Jordan: Was assassinated? Oh, yes, the Portland apartment tragedy. No wonder those friends outside of us are looking for you.
Hanai: But I didn't kill it!
Professor Jordan: Of course it’s not you... But why did you go through all the hardships, and Lu Yuan rushed to Scotland to tell me about it?
Hanai: I think she originally planned to see you for an important secret of the Air Force Department. She was assassinated by a foreign spy who was interested in this secret.
Professor Jordan: Did she tell you about the appearance of this foreign spy?
Hanai: She didn't have time to tell me... But when it comes to characteristics, there is one. One of his little fingers was broken in half.
Professor Jordan: The little finger of which hand?
Hanai: (raising his left hand) I think it probably belongs to this hand.
Professor Jordan: (raising his right hand) Maybe it's the little finger of this hand? !
Hanai saw that the little finger of the professor's right hand was half a section short, could not help being dumbfounded and speechless, and slowly lowered his left hand. There was a natural smile on the professor's face. At this time, there was a knock on the door outside, and the professor turned and walked towards the door. He walked to the door and unlocked it. It was the professor's wife.
Louisa: Lunch is ready, dear.
Professor Jordan: I'll be here in a while.
The professor's wife left, and the door was open.
Professor Jordan: (sit down) Yes, Mr. Hanai! I'm afraid that I have to blame myself for making a mystery, or else you made a mistake...I can't remember this incident.
Hanai: It seems that I fell into the trap by mistake. How to do it?
Professor Jordan: This is exactly a problem, what shall we do? Think about it, here, I am a respected citizen, if people know that I am not a... how can I put it? I am not a gentleman, so my peaceful life will no longer be peaceful! (The professor walks slowly in the living room to the door while talking, then walks slowly back to Hanai) Ah, Mr. Hanai! Why are you here? Why did you put me in such a difficult situation? I can't lock you in a room or use other similar methods to deal with you... You also know that I should take care of my wife and daughters. Now I am really at a loss. Really, I don't know what to do. The most important thing is that I can't let you go, because I will soon send some extremely precious information... (Hanai suddenly looked up at the professor)...sent abroad. Yes, I have got that precious information! Anyway, this poor Anna Bella was one step late anyway.
Hanai: Well, we all know it in our hearts.
Professor Jordan: Yes, what should I do? !
Hanai: What should I do?
Professor Jordan: Just what to do with you. Listen, there is only one way now...
Hanai: What way?
Professor Jordan: Now if we say, let you stay here alone (he takes a pistol from his pocket) and leave you this pistol... Tomorrow, every newspaper will publish a message saying that the Portland apartment The murderer of the tragedy committed suicide...
Louisa: (Entering from the door) It's time for lunch, my dear. We are all waiting for you. (Turning to Hanai) Don't Mr. Hanai eat it?
Professor Jordan: I don't think he will, my dear.
Luisa turned and left. The professor teased with a pistol.
Professor Jordan: What do you think, Mr. Hanai?
Hanai lowered his eyes, turned and walked slowly towards the open door step by step.
Professor Jordan: Okay... (He points his gun at Hanai) I'm afraid I can only do this.
There was a "bang" shot. Hanai turned around, with two big eyes open, showing a terrified look, then he trembled and suddenly fell to the ground.
Inside the farm house. daytime.
Since Hanai fled the farm, the house remained calm as before. The farm owner walked into the house dejectedly, his gaze cast on a coat rack in the corner, with nothing on it.
Farmer:...Why can't I find my gospel for prayer? !
Margaret: Where did you put it?
Farmer: (He points to the empty coat rack with his finger) Put it in a pocket above my coat. The coat was originally hung here.
Margaret: John, I gave my coat to the gentleman who slept here last night.
The farmer's face changed suddenly, and he rushed to Marguerite like a ferocious spirit. On the screen, only the sound of the farmer beating Marguerite and the latter's shouting were heard.
night. Sheriff’s Office.
On the desk is a gospel book for prayer. Sheriff Watson was sitting at the desk. He opened the book and took out a bullet that had been shot into the page with his fingers.
Sheriff Watson: (smirking) Haha... the bullet hit the cigarette box. I've heard of it. But I have never seen it type on a gospel book for prayer!
Hanai: (Sitting across from the sheriff) Yes, except in the movie.
Sheriff Watson: The power of the holy book blocked this bullet, preventing it from penetrating your body. However, this does not surpris
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