Peter brought the knife he had just picked up in front of the director with a sneer.
"I didn't know your director liked to use real things as acting props. You're more professional than I imagined. Do you need me to call the police to help you get some rest?"
"Mr. Peter, calm down, I really don't know anything about this. I really couldn't see from the screen just now. Could you give me a chance to investigate this clearly? I'll give you an answer that pleases you." The trembling director hastily explained to Peter.
Peter glanced at Sarah standing next to him, if he hadn't come here on business in time, wouldn't she be lying in a pool of blood by now? But you're not scared at all, are you? Calmly stared at him.
"Rebecca, you just stood there silently. Can you explain, why is this knife real? Why is this scene added?" The angry director immediately called out Rebecca's name.