We asked you to make an anti-corruption film, but you made one in the name of the people!

The day after the meeting, Lin Mo took Lao Zhao to scout out the filming location.

The story of "All or Nothing" takes place in northern Myanmar, but we can't actually go to northern Myanmar to film it.

In Lin Mo's memories of his previous life, the filming locations for "All or Nothing" were mainly in Hainan and Guangdong.

There's a place in Hainan called Wanning, where there's an abandoned factory area that could be easily transformed into a fraud industrial park.

There's an urban village in Guangdong, perfect for filming street scenes.

He discussed it with Lao Zhao and decided to go to Hainan first.

Director Sun booked their plane tickets, which were reimbursed by the Ministry of Public Security.

Lin Mo, Lao Zhao, and Xiao Liu, a young police officer sent by the Ministry of Public Security, flew away early in the morning.

Upon arrival in Hainan, the local Public Security Bureau had already arranged for someone to pick them up at the airport.

A minivan took them straight to Wanning.

Old Zhao sat in the car, scrolling through the list of scenes on his phone, muttering to himself.

"Scam park, dormitory buildings, office buildings, water dungeons, barbed wire, guard towers... Director Lin, aren't you asking for way too many scenes?"

Lin Mo smiled and said, "Is it a lot? This is just the main part. If you were to list all the scenes, you'd have to flip through three pages."

Old Zhao's lips twitched: "Fine, you're the director, you call the shots."

After driving for more than an hour, we arrived at an abandoned factory area on the outskirts of Wanning.

Old Zhao was the first to get off the bus. He looked around and his eyes lit up.

"Director Lin! Look at this!"

Lin Mo got out of the car and was shocked when he saw what was happening.

This place is perfect.

Several gray-white buildings with mottled exterior walls, some windows broken, others sealed with sheet metal.

The surrounding area was wasteland, with weeds growing up to waist height.

In the distance stands an abandoned water tower, its surface covered in rust.

The most amazing thing is that the factory area is surrounded by a wall, more than three meters high, with barbed wire on top.

It wasn't a set built by the film crew; it's real.

This is what it looked like before it was abandoned.

Lin Mo stood at the foot of the wall, looking up at the barbed wire, already having a picture in his mind.

When those people were brought in, they looked up at this wall and their eyes were filled with despair.

"Director Lin, look at this building." Old Zhao pointed to the nearest four-story building. "This can be the main building. The first floor can be the office area, the second floor can be the dormitory, and the third floor can be the management offices. The fourth floor... the fourth floor can be used as a special area."

The special areas he referred to were the water dungeon and solitary confinement cells in the script.

Lin Mo followed Lao Zhao into the building.

The hallway was dark, the floor was covered in dust, and there were cobwebs in the corners.

But the space is large enough that it's not difficult to renovate.

Old Zhao took the measuring tape and began measuring the room's dimensions, muttering to himself.

"This 15-square-meter room is perfect as Manager Lu's office. This 20-square-meter room can be used as a monitoring room. This one... this one is a bit small, but it's enough to put a few beds in as a dormitory."

Lin Mo followed behind him, nodding as he looked around.

Xiao Liu was in charge of taking photos, capturing every corner, and then showed them to Director Sun.

After seeing the main building, Lao Zhao took Lin Mo to see the surrounding walls, water tower, and wasteland.

After going around in circles, Lin Mo had a better understanding of the situation.

"Brother Zhao, this is it."

"I think it's a good idea too." Old Zhao nodded. "It's just that the renovation work is quite extensive, so we'll need to add more manpower."

"You can arrange it. Just tell Director Sun how much money you need."

"Alright!"

After returning from Hainan, Lao Zhao and his crew got busy.

The production team is the same as that of "In the Name of the People".

The photographers, lighting technicians, costume and prop designers, script supervisors, and art directors were all familiar faces.

As soon as these people heard that Lin Mo was going to film a new movie, and that it was spearheaded by the Ministry of Public Security, they came without saying a word.

When Lin Mo went to the site to check on the progress, he saw many familiar faces.

The photographer, Lao Zhou, was in his forties, skilled and good-natured. Seeing Lin Mo arrive, he called out from afar, "Director Lin! What are we shooting this time? Still one take?"

Lin Mo laughed: "Brother Zhou, this is even faster than 'In the Name of the People.' Movies are just a matter of a month or two."

Old Zhou rubbed his hands together: "That's great! It's so much fun filming with you, no fuss at all."

Xiao Ma, the lighting technician, is twenty-seven or twenty-eight years old, tall and thin, and works efficiently.

He was squatting on the roof adjusting the lights when he saw Lin Mo and immediately called out from upstairs, "Director Lin! The view from this rooftop is great. When we shoot the panoramic shot later, I'll make sure it's brightly lit for you!"

Old Li, the costume and prop master, is over fifty years old with gray hair. He has spent his whole life working with props.

He was tidying up in a room downstairs when he saw Lin Mo, wiped his hands, and walked over.

"Director Lin, I've found everything you wanted—chains, handcuffs, stun guns, and fake guns. And that water dungeon, I made a pool according to Brother Zhao's requirements. It can hold water, it's not deep, but it will look absolutely realistic on camera."

Lin Mo followed Old Li to take a look at the water dungeon.

In the innermost room on the first floor, a pit was dug in the ground, covered with a waterproof tarpaulin, and surrounded by wooden boards.

The pit was half full of water, with a layer of grayish-green foam floating on the surface, which looked disgusting.

"Why is this water this color?" Lin Mo asked.

Old Li chuckled: "I added some paint and dish soap to it. It looks like dirty water, but it's actually clean. The actors won't get sick if they soak in it."

Lin Mo squatted down and tested the water temperature with his hand; it was cool, but not icy.

"Okay, Lao Li, you've put in the effort."

Old Li was a little embarrassed by the praise: "Director Lin, you're filming something important, how could I be careless?"

There were many familiar faces in the crew, and Lin Mo greeted them one by one.

These people had worked with him on the set of "In the Name of the People" for two months and already had a great understanding of each other.

No need for many words, a single glance is enough to know what to do.

Lin Mo walked around the factory area and gathered everyone together.

In the open space of the factory, more than twenty people stood in a circle, looking at Lin Mo.

Old Zhao stood next to Lin Mo, holding a megaphone that wasn't turned on yet.

Lin Mo cleared his throat and spoke.

"Everyone, we're all old acquaintances, so I won't bother with formalities."

Everyone laughed.

"This film is called 'Desperate Gamble,' and it's about telecom fraud. It was spearheaded by the Ministry of Public Security and co-produced with the Supreme People's Procuratorate. There was only one requirement—authenticity."

He paused, his voice turning somber.

"You may have seen the news about telecom fraud in northern Myanmar. Some of the children who were lured there had their legs broken, some were imprisoned in water dungeons, and some even lost their lives. This film is meant to let people know that northern Myanmar is not heaven, but hell. That way, they will be afraid, vigilant, and won't be deceived."

"Every frame we capture could potentially save a life."

After Lin Mo finished speaking, the venue was silent for several seconds.

Old Zhou was the first to speak: "Director Lin, don't worry, I'll film everything clearly."

Xiao Ma added, "I've also set up the lights. The places that should be dark are dark, and the places that should be bright are bright. It won't break the immersion."

Old Li concluded by saying, "I'll cover all the props. Whatever you need, I'll give you. I guarantee it'll be authentic."

Lin Mo nodded.

"Then it's settled. We'll start filming in two weeks, everyone get ready."

……

Half a month is neither a long nor a short time.

Old Zhao and his crew have almost finished renovating the venue.

The first floor of the main building has been turned into the office area of ​​a fraud park, with the walls covered with fraud scripts, performance charts, and warning signs.

The tables, chairs, and benches were all sourced from a flea market; they looked old and worn, but they fit the scene perfectly.

The second floor was converted into a dormitory, with iron bunk beds, thin blankets, and eight people crammed into one room.

The windows were all welded shut; they could only let in light, but couldn't be opened.

The third floor houses Manager Lu's office and monitoring room.

The monitoring room is equipped with more than a dozen screens, all of which are old monitors that Lao Li bought from the second-hand market. They light up as soon as they are plugged in and look just like the real ones.

The barbed wire fence on the wall was reinforced with another layer, an iron gate was built at the entrance, and a fake "guard tower" was welded on, with a mannequin dressed as a security guard inside.

The water in the water dungeon had been replaced with fresh, dirty water, and Old Li had even sprayed some red bloodstains on the wall, which looked horrifying.

Lin Mo went to see it once and almost thought he had really arrived in northern Myanmar.

"Brother Zhao, with your transformation skills, it's a shame you're not doing demolition work," Lin Mo joked.

Old Zhao chuckled: "Director Lin, if you ever want to make a war movie, I'll build a battlefield for you."

"Okay, I'll definitely do it next time."