
“Where is Louis Sanderman? Another hour is time to shoot.” said a director on the French set.
This morning the movie studio was busy. Shooting shows have started in the title for films that are chasing air.
“I don't know. Maybe he's on his way here. His phone number is off,” said manager Louis Sanderman in charge of the newcomer artist.
His master also arranged the daily schedule of Louis Sanderman.
“I don't want to know. Within the next hour, if Louis Sanderman does not come, then the filming will still take place without him.”.
“Ya, I'll look for it.”
The manager then returned to the room where Louis Sanderman was usually. He might have been there and arrived.
“Ck! There is also no. Where is he?” The manager was confused to find where else.
***
“What's that noise there?” Manager Louis heard a noise from Louis Sanderman's room.
He rushed in to see it. “Gosh! Louis Sanderman's! Where have you been?”
Yes, the manager saw Louis Sanderman was lying casually on a folding mat in the room playing on a cell phone.
The room is even equipped with a small minimalist kitchen, just in case the artist has to stay there.
“Director is madly looking for you, it turns out you are here. Quickly come out, they are all waiting for you,” said the manager.
“Yes, manager Neil, you take it easy. I'll be there in five minutes.”
Manager Neil then immediately walked out of the room with a grumble, “Basic youth of today! I was confused looking for him everywhere turned him from there and just playing mobile phone.
***
“Louis Sanderman, you finally showed up too. You know filming will continue if you don't come soon,” said an actor who is also a newcomer artist.
Louis Sanderman passed the newcomer artist and entered the filming room without sin, also without burden.
***
Elsewhere in an enclosed room. Looks like a little girl tied up. He was not alone there, there was a woman who was also in a condition bound like himself but in an unconscious condition.
“Oh, Miss. Quickly awake. I should have believed what you said yesterday. It turns out that brother was intent on kidnapping me. You tried to save me but instead got hit by an attack.” The little girl sobbed, staring at the woman beside her.
The woman in the police uniform who was still lying with blood soaking her shoulders.
“Grandma, I'm scared here. Grandma, come and save Chocho. I was wrong to follow strangers. Hiks.” He was crying again, and trembling.
***
At the Sorbonne University, Darwin Hemington's desk was empty. There were only a few books on the table, but the man's briefcase wasn't there. Not even a laptop that used to light up on the desk was there.
“Is he not in?” said a lecturer who walked into the room, staring at Darwin's empty table.
Darwin's desk is next to the desk of the Mathematics lecturer, who is in his assistant, Lecturer Wirl.
“Is she probably late?”
Lecturer Wirl then sat down. Waiting for his assistant to arrive. Ten minutes later, Darwin came and entered the room in a hurry.
“I thought you weren't in.” Lecturer Wirl seemed relieved to see her assistant coming.
“Sorry, I have a little business outside.” After saying so, Darwin rushed into the toilet outside the room.
There he washed his hands. There was a blood stain there and he was soapy over and over again until the stain was gone perfectly. Not only that, he also changed the shirt he was wearing at this time.
“It's settled and clean now.” Darwin came out of the toilet with his clothes soiled by a splash of blood and kept them in his locker.
***hai akak all, sorry yes semalem said want UP turned out to be ingga. Body meriang stlh event. Today up like usual but blom hours can be promised at what time