This kind of work to study the topography of the route was done by Yu Xiaobo in the past, and Ding Fan rarely stretched out his hand on it.

But this time, Yu Xiaobo didn't come along, and Ding Fan could only design it himself.

Ding Fan in the whole city has made strict screening arrangements, and in all street node locations, manpower will be arranged, as long as something happens in any location, only two police teams will rush to the scene, so that the entire city is almost arranged by Ding Fan A big net.

But the hundred secrets finally slipped, and the whole city was covered by a large net, but the number of police officers in Jin'an was limited, and the big net did not have a suitable cover in the end.

To put it bluntly, there are loopholes, and it is not a hidden location, it can even be said to be a very obvious location, and it is still the only place to go to Jin'an Prison, and it is also the two roads that Ding Fan left for Hu Tian.

In fact, Hu Tian has been hiding in the city since the beginning and has never left, and the hiding places he has arranged in Jin'an for so many years are far more than three.

It was precisely because of enough preparations that he had escaped for so many days.

The various hotels outside have been searched by the local police throughout the city, and none of the black hotels have been missed, and even many unfinished buildings have been investigated in detail.

Although many dens have been discovered, no police officer has ever found him.

If it weren't for the locations found, there were some traces left by the activities of some people, and I am afraid that the police officers who searched outside would have given up.

No one thought that Hu Tian was in the city, and he was even active around all the police officers these days, walking back and forth under their noses for I don't know how many times.

It's just that no one notices him, a ragged bum, it's really hard for people to find out his identity, even if they walk in front of him, no one who is familiar with him will have no way to recognize him.

With this tattered clothes and the smell of stench on his body, Hu Tian avoided all searches, and even figured out all the arrangements of the entire Jin'an City Police Station, and easily found two loopholes.

These two loopholes are very obvious, and he didn't think about the direction that Ding Fan deliberately left.

In his opinion, Ding Fan would not have made such a mistake at all, but it is very likely that these two roads were left to demonstrate for him.

The two paths are clear, that is, Ding Fan is warning him, if he has the courage, he will continue to do it, and if he does not have the courage, he will find a direction to pick up his tail and run for his life.

If it is an ordinary person's choice, it must be the best choice to escape from Jin'an at this time, but in Hu Tian's opinion, revenge is more important than living, and he also wants to separate from Ding Fan.

The last few police cars of the police station have already set off, and from the analysis of the degree of squeezing of the tires of the cars, the three cars are full of people, and they have gone to Changshan Road at this time, which should be the accident on the side of the prison.

When the news reported Du Zongfan's case before, he had already begun to pay attention to that side, and even spent a lot of money to buy the news from the black market, I heard that Du Zongfan couldn't stay in it, as if he had offended someone inside, and he couldn't help it for the last year.

Just now, he received news that Du Zongfan was in prison and was injured, and these cars should have gone to the prison to pick up people.

In other words, Du Zongfan will come out tonight, and killing him tonight is the best opportunity.

But he didn't go out of the city, but walked all the way to Wenyu Garden.

Because of this time, Hu Tianke did not stop tracking Lin Ziming.

Needless to say, Du Zongfan has been staying inside anyway, even if there is any movement, he can't get out, and when there is a big move, he can see it outside without the people inside reporting the news.

So he didn't care too much about Du Zongfan, who was still struggling inside, but spent more energy on Lin Ziming.

The reason why Lin Ziming appeared in the big square of Wenyu Garden was actually the fundamental reason why Wu Gong had found someone to design it before.

At the beginning, he left this matter to arrange, it is best when Lin Ziming comes out of the psychiatric hospital, make a big noise, everyone knows that it is the best, but don't be too deliberate.

Everyone knows that this arrangement works best, and Wu Gong can try his best to find a way, but this thing is done without leaving a trace, which is really a bit difficult for a strong man.

So he simply arranged a so-called missing person notice, and then asked Lin Ziming to set up a stall in the square with a lot of people.

Of course, this can't completely attract people's attention to him, but after some packaging, Lin Ziming became popular among these people who set up stalls.

A fake story was made up by Wu Gong very touching, and when Ding Fan saw it, he almost laughed.

But I have to say that Wu Gong's method is really good, there are a lot of onlookers, so there is no need to worry about being famous, and the reputation that has spread far and wide has attracted Hu Tian's attention in just two days.

With the publicity of professional media people and the promotion of momentum, as well as Lin Ziming's cooperation, this matter was quickly confirmed, even if Hu Tian had some doubts in his heart, there was nothing he could do at this time, he had no other choice but to believe.

Because he knew very well that Ding Fan would not give him a chance to continue killing, and it was indispensable to be watched for a short time, but if he didn't appear for a long time, Lin Ziming would definitely be hidden.

At that time, it will be an endurance battle, the time has dragged on too long, it will not benefit him at all, he can't afford to wait anymore, he can't wait, the wanted notices are posted everywhere, the police force blockade the city, and under the large-scale investigation, it is a matter of time before he is found.

He didn't have confidence in this point, so he had to make a choice, even if it was the bait that Ding Fan had prepared early in the morning, he still had a certain degree of certainty.

It's just that today's Wenyu Garden is a bit surprising to him, originally the square should be a crowded scene, who would have thought that today's square, the population is unusually sparse, as if everyone felt a strange atmosphere, and hid at home early.

Only in the middle of the square, a man in a shabby shirt squatted on the ground, holding chalk and writing on the ground.

The humid air made the air pressure around it lower and lower, and the sky looked thick, with water droplets dripping from the surrounding leaves, making the occasional crackling sound.

But the humid air did not affect Hu Tian's footsteps, and he walked to the center of the square store step by step.

On the contrary, the man with his back to him, as if he was not aware of the uninvited guest who suddenly arrived behind him, was still squatting on the ground to write and draw, and no one knew what he was painting on the ground.

On the contrary, the person standing behind him, when he saw the drawing on the ground, his body suddenly trembled, his wrist trembled, and the corners of his eyes twitched slightly.

"Familiar?"

The man squatting on the ground never stopped with his hands, kept scribbling on the ground, and asked indifferently.

It was as if this man, who was very familiar with the person behind him, knew early on that he would come.

"Do you know what you're drawing?"

Hu Tian straightened his waist, reached into his pocket, and said arrogantly: "This should be a European painting, it should not be painted with chalk, what is drawn with chalk is simply ruining art, it can't be said to be a painting at all, but a kind of graffiti, a kind of clown's style." ”

The man squatting on the ground, wearing a wide hood on his head, did not pause in the movement of his hands, still drawing and moving casually, and did not care what the person behind him said.

It wasn't until he finally finished the last stroke, stood up, lifted the hat on his head, and said, "What do you think is the purpose of painting? In the Middle Ages, many churches in Europe would have frescoes, do you know that Michelangelo has two paintings that are the most famous, "Genesis" and "The Last Judgment", which were actually originally painted on the wall, what is the difference between what I painted on the ground?"

Hu Tian was silent for a while, the corners of his mouth suddenly hooked upward, and he looked at Ding Fan in front of him with a look of relief and said: "That's right, painting is originally a means of description, what you see and what you imagine, and even what you dream can become a painting." ”

"Aren't you a veteran in this regard!" Ding Fan smiled and threw aside the chalk in his hand, and said to Hu Tian head-on: "I've always wanted to know, when will your painting be completed? I really want to know what kind of painting you have drawn, but I think you can't finish painting, I have a ready-made one in my hand, painted by a child who went to school in Europe, this one was painted by me, guide me?"

Hu Tian did not refuse, along the paintings on the ground, little by little researchers, along the edge of the whole painting, constantly wandering, little by little studying the paintings on the ground, from time to time would nod, as if very devoted to this painting.

"Actually, I always thought that when you saw me, you would tell me about the murder!" Hu Tian said, but his eyes were still looking at the paintings on the ground, and he didn't mean to raise his head to look at Ding Fan at all, as if he was very obsessed with this painting on the ground, but what he said had nothing to do with the paintings on the ground: "Why don't you ask me that? If you ask me, I will definitely tell you, you are a very interesting person!"

Ding Fan looked at him, constantly looking cautiously around the paintings on the ground, and finally said with a wry smile: "I think you are very interesting, right, I won't say it if I don't ask you?"

The secret of that year had been suppressed in his heart for more than ten years, and Ding Fan believed that even if he didn't ask, he would tell it.

With too many secrets in the heart, people will be very tired, and the longer the time, the secrets hidden in the bottom of the heart, like a sponge that constantly absorbs water, become heavier and heavier.

In fact, Hu Tian also wanted someone to share this matter with him, but he didn't trust anyone.

In his eyes, there is no one in this world worthy of his trust.

From the painting he chose, it was clear that in his heart, everyone was guilty, a world full of sinners, who could he believe?

After Ding Fan said this, Hu Tian was stunned, looked at the painting on the ground in surprise, slowly raised his head, and looked at him with a strange expression, as if he had discovered a new continent.

"I used to think that in this world, except for Jiaqi, no one in this world would know me so well, and I didn't expect to meet you!"

"It's a good thing to meet someone who understands you!" Ding Fan dropped the chalk in his hand, reached out and took out the dazzling handcuffs of his clothes at the back of his waist and said: "But the person who understands you is me, I'm afraid it's not a good thing." ”

The voice in the world is the most difficult to find, and sometimes Ding Fan also feels that the police and criminals are also a kind of voice, but this kind of mutual reason cannot coexist, because the ideas in his heart are always contrary.