It was not an easy task to place a sleeping man into a large suitcase, even for Gisele and her three companions; it took a significant amount of ti before they managed to stuff Professor Mordecai into the luggage.
However, everything had gone smoothly thus far.
After zipping up the suitcase and locking the combination lock, the female assistant glanced at her watch and said, "Ready to go."
Gisele moved behind the door to peer out the peephole and gestured to the others to be quiet.
The two people pulling the suitcase imdiately fell silent.
The female assistant took out a compact pistol.
Continuing to look outside, Gisele saw Tom Hardy and Cillian Murphy leaving the room and heading outside together.
She didn't find it strange that these actors often went out for drinks.
After waiting for a mont, it quieted down outside.
Gisele was about to open the door when hurried footsteps sounded again from outside.
Through the peephole, the face of Nolan's assistant appeared.
Gisele recognized him; he was often seen with a notebook, jotting things down beside Nolan.
The knocking began at that mont.
Gisele looked back at the female assistant and the other two, who hid where they couldn't be seen from the doorway.
"Who is it?" Gisele inquired.
The person outside responded, "It's , Assistant Director Anderson."
To avoid arousing suspicion, Gisele opened the door, "Professor just went to sleep, I won't invite you in."
"So early," the assistant director muttered before adding, "Gisele, please let him know, Director Nolan asked to inform the professor that he should co to the set half an hour earlier tomorrow, the director has so new ideas for the centrifuge scene."
This had happened before, so Gisele nodded slightly, "Sure."
"Appreciate it," said the assistant director as he left.
Gisele closed the door and turned to say, "All clear."
But the female assistant was very cautious, specifically asking, "Has sothing like this happened before?"
Gisele nodded, "Just a couple of tis recently, Nolan is a very imaginative director and often cos up with new ideas spontaneously."
The female assistant, concerned they might encounter soone else from the crew, suggested, "Let's wait a bit longer before leaving."
The room fell silent.
It was also very quiet outside.
Assistant Director Anderson walked through the elevator area and turned into the security passage, a cold sweat breaking out on his back.
About a dozen people were gathered there, with Nolan at the stair corner.
For the sake of creating a hotly discussed event, so the film could attract more attention and boost both the box office and the director's profile, Nolan was personally directing the operation this ti.
He asked, "Anderson, what's the situation?"
Anderson replied, "He's still there, the door wasn't opened by Professor Mordecai, there must be sothing going on."
This assistant was particularly adept at reading situations; Nolan nodded slightly and said to the two heads of security for the crew, "Four won, you guys can handle them, right?"
With the promise of a generous bonus from the director and producer, one head of security said, "We have over a dozen n, over a dozen guns, plus we have the advantage of surprise; they won't get away."
The other head of security held a tablet, monitoring the situation outside Professor Mordecai's room through the discreetly placed caras by Anderson.
The others pulled out their guns to check the firearms.
Nolan gestured for the assistant director, "I have an important task for you, take the cara and follow them, film everything. This is risky, I won't force you."
Anderson muttered to himself, "Once you've said it, Director, if I refuse, I'll definitely lose your trust, do I even have a choice?"
Climbing up in Hollywood is too difficult; the quickest way upward is by working closely with those at the top.
Clenching his teeth, Anderson said, "Director, I don't have a problem, leave it to , and rest assured."
Nolan patted his shoulder, "I've always believed in your abilities."
Emma Thomas handed over a DV cara to Anderson.
Anderson looked at the several muscular n before him and accepted the cara.
Nolan, the director, had very strong coordinating skills, and he had even studied similar cases for the sake of filming movies like Batman.
......
One floor up, in Martin's room, ne opened a can of cold beer and said, "Boss, such a glorious event, why did you leave it to Nolan?"
He was contemplating the positive side, "Indeed Nolan and Emma have the final say in the crew, but we can also follow along, then it would be you working with Nolan..."
Martin interrupted ne, "No, this has nothing to do with us."
ne was still puzzled.
Martin added, "Our director has always been waiting for a big event to draw the attention of movie fans worldwide; Nolan is no ordinary director. Since I've inford him, there's no need to upstage him. With my current situation, I don't need that kind of spotlight anymore."
Compared to ne, Bruce understood Martin better and said nothing additional.
After drinking half a can of beer, ne said, "Boss, you think more comprehensively than I do, I'll listen to you on everything."
Rembering that the incident was initially discovered by ne, Martin still took the ti to say a few words, "This has nothing to do with you either, don't tell anyone after we leave that you were the one who found it."
ne scratched his head, "Boss, you've got confused."
"The following words, once you leave this room, forget them all." Martin was always good to his own people and simply said, "The film crew has invited Professor Mordecai from the University of Casablanca because he's done extensive research on centrifuges. After this job with the crew is done, the professor is going to Tehran for an academic exchange."
Bruce is a dunce, and ne is the dunce of dunces.
Martin looked down on these two dunces, "Can't you have so common sense? Does a little boy's raw materials need a centrifuge?"
After hearing this, Bruce understood, recalling Gisele and the female assistant's appearance, "They don't look Arab."
After all, he ca from a military background, "Mossad?"
ne was from Hollywood and naturally had heard of this organization, "Them?"
Bruce said, "Mossad is very skilled at using honey traps, having used beautiful won to lure MiG-21 pilots, capture nuclear experts, assassinate arch-enemies..."
Martin added, "It might not be them." He laughed, "Since I joined the crew, Director Nolan has always wanted to make big news, so let's give him this great opportunity."
"Even if it is, at most, Nolan will end up on the blacklist of Dexioniao," Bruce said, "Then, it would be very difficult for Nolan's movies to be shown over there."
This ti ne understood and said, "Boss, Old Cloth, once we go out the door, I'll sew my mouth shut."
Bruce bared his teeth, "I'll kill to silence soone."
ne jokingly crossed his arms, "Oh, I'm so scared!"
Martin glanced at his phone, "No news has co over yet?"
......
Inside the ergency exit, Nolan was looking at another tablet, which displayed a floor plan indicating the layout they had fild on the way down.
The safety director next to him was staring at the surveillance footage on the tablet when he reminded, "Director, people are coming out."
Nolan urgently looked over, and on the screen, four won pulling a suitcase had left the room and were heading towards the side of the corridor, away from the elevators.
As a director who had shot realistic cri movies, Nolan's mind worked super fast. He imdiately turned to look at the floor plan and made a judgnt: "They're going for the freight elevator!"
The safety director picked up the walkie-talkie and asked, "Is the freight elevator still on the first floor?"
The reply ca from the other end, "It is!"
Nolan heard it too and ordered, "Circle around to the freight elevator. Block them at the freight elevator lobby!"
The safety director imdiately led more than a dozen n downstairs and sprinted into the ergency exit next to the freight elevator, seeing the elevator just starting to ascend from the first floor, they tiptoed up.
Nolan, with a DV cara in his hand, was shooting from a distance, clearly a director who was not exactly doing his job.
Anderson was closely following these n with his own cara lens, faithfully recording every fra.
......
With the heavy pull-along suitcase at her feet, Gisele breathed a sigh of relief as the freight elevator continued to rise level by level.
The two won beside her relaxed a bit, and after leaving the area where the guest rooms were located, the possibility of being discovered further diminished.
The female assistant was intently watching the elevator floor indicator.
Compared to the infiltration work that her female colleagues had done, this mission wasn't difficult and was quite simple. Without expending too much effort, they had captured Professor Mordecai.
Tehran would be waiting in vain for the centrifuge specialist.
There were two more floors to go, the female assistant said, "Get ready to go."
Gisele grabbed the suitcase handle, and the person next to her did the sa; they'd need to lift it to get onto the elevator.
The freight elevator ca up, and with a ding, the single door opened to reveal five or six dark gun barrels, as shouts rang out simultaneously, "Don't move, let see your hands!"
The female assistant instinctively reached for her gun, and the door to the nearby ergency exit banged open.
A bunch of burly n charged out, guns in hand pointed straight at their faces, "Don't fucking move, put your hands up!"
The female assistant's hand was forcibly grabbed and twisted behind her back.
Gisele couldn't understand what was happening and began to protest, "We..."
"Shut up!" a gun was shoved right into her mouth.
The four won dared not move an inch.
The safety director successfully took control of the situation, having people search their bodies and belongings, finding four small pistols and sharp daggers.
Another person forcibly broke open the combination lock on the pull-along suitcase, unzipped it, and there inside was Professor Mordecai.
Next to it, Anderson's cara lens faithfully captured the scene.
The four won's hands were zip-tied behind their backs, and after a thorough check, soone called Nolan over.
Seeing the oblivious Professor Mordecai, Nolan was startled, "What's wrong with him?"
"His breathing is normal; looks like he's been drugged," soone replied.
Nolan said, "Call for a doctor." He looked at the four won and asked the safety director, "Call the police?"
The safety director, who was sent specifically by the Moroccan Security Bureau to protect the Hollywood film crew, shook his head, "I've already contacted my superiors; they will soon send soone to deal with this."
Nolan gave a gracious response, "Thank you for protecting the crew."
The safety director was tactful, "Director, it was your tily realization of their plot and your command that led us to capture them in one fell swoop."
Nolan was internally ecstatic.
The big news he had been waiting for, it had arrived!
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