"No!" Zhu Yuting became excited all of a sudden.

"The woman was reciting poetry on the record, and psychedelic music was playing in the background. ”

"It's disgusting. ”

"yes. He laughed, and his voice sounded kind and kind, not at all as vicious as he appeared on the show. Maybe it's just a pretend, but you can never trust a media person.

Zhu Yuting said: "I have never heard that album. ”

"Neither did I. I guess it wasn't popular in my time. There is absolutely no such disc on the radio right now. ”

"The two people who called didn't tell you the catalog number, or the name of the record company or something?"

"Nope. My producer called both of them, but they didn't have the album, they just remembered it. ”

"I'm fainting, I guess we'll have to call every record company. But it's been so long, and I don't know if they have archived it..."

"This album may just be a small label, and that label may not be gone now, and it sounds like that avant-garde genre. Do you want to know what I'm going to do?"

"Absolutely. ”

"Haight's place is full of second-hand record stores, and the people there have been through many generations of format records, and if I were there, they would go and see them. ”

"Great idea - thank you. "

"That's so polite. Anyway, how is your adjustment going?"

"We've made some progress, and I'll have our press officer call you later. ”

A terrible thought flashed through her mind.

"Are you recording?"

"You don't mind, do you?"

She hung up. Oops, she was recorded, she was in unauthorized contact with the media, which is known in the FBI as a stomping incident, which means, you might get fired for it.

If John had aired their conversation on the show, Zhu would have been in trouble, and she might argue that she was too eager to know the clues John had provided. If she meets a reasonable boss and reprimands her at most, this matter will pass. But Zhu Wu will definitely make a big fuss.

Whatever, Zhu Yuting, your trouble is big enough, and if this happens, it won't affect you much.

A colleague walked up to her desk with a piece of paper in his hand. "Do you want to take a look at it before it goes out? It gives the police some information on identifying seismic vibrators. ”

"Why did it take you so long?" She joked.

"I don't know how to spell earthquake. ”

She smiled, glanced at what he had written, and finished it beautifully, "Very good, send it out." She looked at the watch again, "I have one more assignment for you now. We're going to find an album now.

"Not really. ”

She grinned, "yes, that album recorded the Jiyin of that woman in the House of Earth, and I hope we can track down her name through this clue." If that label is still around, we might be able to find her last registered address, and then we want you to contact all the major record labels, and then call the store where the songs are out. ”

He looked at his watch, it wasn't even nine o'clock, "But I can start on the East Coast." ”

"Then let's get moving. ”

He went back to his desk, and Zhu Yuting picked up the phone and dialed the phone number of the police headquarters: "Please help me find Lieutenant Zhu." After a while, he picked up the phone. She said, "Daddy, it's me. ”

"Hi, Zhu Yuting. ”

"I found out that the woman in the House of the Earth had recorded an album for a band. ”

"My favorite group is usually called a country rock band or something, sorry, Zhu Yuting. I've never heard of the album you just mentioned. ”

"Well, at least it's worth a try. ”

"Listen, I'm glad you called. I've been thinking about the guy you're going to arrest, Liu Zhan, he's the man behind that woman, right? That's what we thought. ”

"He's very careful and thorough. He must be particularly interested in the progress of your investigation."

"I think the FBI may have been in contact with him. ”

"That's what you think?" There is a type of criminal who will pretend to be an eyewitness and enthusiastically serve tea and pour water to pretend to be a neighbor to approach the police, trying to get acquainted with the officer, chatting and understanding the progress of the case. ”

But Liu Zhan seemed to be particularly careful. ”

"There may be a fierce struggle within him, between caution and curiosity. But if you look at his actions, he's so bold, and I guess curiosity wins. ”

Zhu Yuting nodded. Daddy's instincts are worth referencing, after all, he's a thirty-year veteran cop. "I'm going to revisit all the people the FBI has been in contact with in the course of its investigation."

"Find something out of the ordinary. This man never plays his cards according to the rules. He's like a sorcerer, and he'll tell the gods where the next earthquake will be. He was a man with a lot of imagination. ”

"Okay. Anything else?"

"I probably won't go home. "

"Don't push yourself too hard. ”

"Daddy, I only have three days to arrest someone. If I fail, hundreds of people will lose their lives! I'm not going to think about dinner right now. ”

"If you tire yourself too out, you're going to miss the key clues. Take a moderate break, have lunch, and replenish the sleep you need. ”

"That's your way of doing it, isn't it?"

He smiled: "Good luck." ”

She hung up the phone, her brow furrowed, and then she had to look at all the transcripts her team had taken during their interrogation of the members of the Green California organization, plus all the notes taken during the raid on Lohuyakun, and all the documents in the archives.

These things were all available on the computer network of the precinct, and she touched the keyboard, and brought up the navigation directory, and as she browsed through the materials, she realized that there were so many things to look at that she couldn't read them all by herself.

They surveyed all the households in the village, there were more than a hundred, and when she had more people, she would assign a team to complete the task, which she noted in her memo.

What else? She had to arrange for people to keep an eye on the earthquake that might occur. Shang Zhigen said that he could make a list. She was glad she had a reason to call him now. She dialed the number.

Hearing her voice, he seemed to be overjoyed: "I'm looking forward to tonight's date." ”

Oops, I forgot about it.

"I've been transferred back to the Case Investigation Team at Earth House. She told him.

"Then you can't come tonight?" He sounded frustrated.

For her, now is certainly not the time to think about eating and watching movies. "I'd love to see you, but I don't have much time. Can we come out for a drink?"

"Absolutely. ”

"I'm really sorry, but this case is moving fast. I'm calling you this time because you said you were going to make a list of places where earthquakes could happen. Would you like to make a list?"

"You were worried about the panic that would get out of the way, so I thought it might be dangerous to do that. ”

"Okay, I'll look at the data. ”

"Can you bring the list tonight?"

"Absolutely. See you at six o'clock at Momo Bar?"

"Good. "

"Listen..."

"I'm still here. ”

"I'm really glad you transferred back. It's a shame we can't have dinner together, but it's a little more relieved to know that you're catching the bad guys. I mean it. ”

"Thank you. She hung up the phone, hoping that she would be able to take up his trust. It's only three days left.

At about 3 p.m., the emergency operations center was set up and operational.

The Officers' Club looks like a Spanish-style villa, and the interior style is a parody of a country club, decorated with cheap siding, dilapidated frescoes and ugly lamps. The smell of skunk has not yet dissipated.

The empty ballroom has taken up the command post. One of these corners will be the conference area, which will bring together key representatives from the various agencies involved in crisis management, including San Francisco police, firefighters, media personalities, the head of the city's seasonal office, and representatives of the governor. The experts from headquarters are even on an FBI plane, and they're coming from Washington, D.C., and they're going to be sitting here.

Desks were erected throughout the room. At that time, the working groups with different responsibilities will be based in their respective regions. These working groups include: the Intelligence and Investigation Group, which is the core of the task force; If a hostage is taken hostage, the negotiating team and SWAT team are called to the scene; In the event of an escalation of the crisis, the administrative and technical support teams will mobilize more staff; The Legal Affairs Unit is responsible for expediting the application for search warrants, arrest warrants or wiretapping permits; The Evidence Emergency Team will enter the crime scene after the operation is over to collect evidence.

The notebooks on the desks are connected to the local network, and the FBI has long used a paper-based information control system called "Quick Start." Now, it has been developed for the computer, using Microsoft Access software, but the paper version is still available

Didn't go away.

On both sides of the room, there are bulletin boards plastered all over the walls, which record the status of clues, what has happened, who is involved, what terrorists want, and what hostages are in. The key data and clues are written down so that everyone in the room can see it as soon as they look up.

Currently, there is a name written on the panel, Liu Zhan, along with two photographs. A picture of an earthquake shaker is posted on the clue status board.

This room is big enough to accommodate hundreds of people. But at the moment, there are only 40 people in the room. Most of them gathered at the desks of the intelligence and investigation team, talking on the phone, typing on the keyboard, and reviewing the documents on the screen. Zhu Yuting divided them into groups, each with a person in charge to supervise the other team members, so that she only needed to listen to the reports of the three people to understand the progress of the investigation.

There was an oppressive tension in the room. Everybody's calm, but none of them are lazy, everybody is busy. No one stopped to drink coffee or chat in front of the photocopier, no one went out to smoke, and after a while, if the situation turned into a shocking crisis, the atmosphere in the room would change. Zhu Yuting knew that at that time, they would yell at the phone, the rate of swear words would skyrocket, and her temper would rise, and her duty would be to cover the pot of boiling water.

She remembered her father's trick, so she pulled up a chair and sat next to the group leaders, all of them young and bright agents, dressed in sleek dark blue suits, and their team was in charge of checking the materials in Ma Wencai's folder.

"Any progress?" she said.

He shook his head: "We don't know what we're looking for. But whatever it is, we haven't found a valuable clue yet. "

She nodded. She gave the group a vague task, but she couldn't help it. They have to find the problem in what seems mundane. Much depends on the agent's personal intuition. Some people can even smell the signs of fraud by looking at their computer.

"Are you sure all the materials are in the folder?" She asked.

He shrugged, "It should." ”

"You see if they keep paper records. ”

"They shouldn't..."

"But the average person has this habit. ”

Rosa called her back to the meeting area, and someone called her. It's Shang Ji-geun. She smiled and picked up the phone: "Hi. ”

"Hi. I'm having a bit of a problem tonight. I can't come. ”

She was startled by his tone. His tone was blunt and unfriendly. He has been full of warmth and kindness to her for the past few days. But now this is the original Shang Zhigen, the one who turned her away and asked her to go back to make an appointment.

"Something happened. I'm sorry to cancel my appointment with you. ”

"Shang Zhigen, what's going on?"

"I'm in a bit of a hurry right now, I'll call you then. ”

"Okay. She said.

He hung up.