The hospital's emergency building was flooded with media reporters.

This may be an exaggeration, but in the age of new media, where many people can do live broadcasts with their mobile phones, it's hard to tell who has more influence from traditional journalists. Reporters and photographers with microphones with station markers crowded at the front, while some with voice recorders were in the back, and at the outskirts were onlookers who didn't know exactly what was going on.

Secretary Xiao Chen was surrounded by a group, like a flat boat on the cusp of the storm, and before Lin Chen approached, he heard someone holding a voice recorder and asking.

"Are the bureau chiefs and city leaders here, and when will the press conference be held?"

Secretary Xiao Chen said: "The director is comforting the injured and presiding over the investigation of the case, please be calm." ”

The reporter asked: "Condolences to the wounded, what is the casualty situation?" ”

Secretary Xiao Chen was stunned, with a look of confusion on his face, and the reporter quickly recorded this moment with a flash.

Lin Chen took two quick steps, raised some cuffs, patted Secretary Chen's shoulder, cut in front of him, and replied on his behalf: "In the violent incident that occurred at the barbecue stall in the Gulou community, a total of three people were injured, two of them were seriously injured, and one police officer died in the line of duty. ”

The moment he spoke, the flashing lights swarmed up, Lin Chen narrowed, and swept the faces of everyone up and down the steps, most of them were excited or serious reporters, and a few were curious, but no one showed a smug or extremely indifferent look......

So the murderer obviously did not mix in with the crowd of onlookers.

……

Probably when Lin Chen walked out of the emergency building and stood in front of the media, Huang Ze happened to drive the car into the parking lot outside the hospital.

The dark night was the best background, and the snow-white corridor of the hospital was more like a reflector, so that he could clearly see Lin Chen's face that was thinner than the day he left, but in that flash light, Lin Chen did not look pale and thin, there was a kind of alternative, proud beauty.

Huang Ze knew very well that his current gaze was a cheap thing to say in ordinary terms, but to be honest, he really couldn't let go of these, and this kind of tearing and tangling feeling was about to drive him crazy. Huang Ze looked indifferently at the flickering lights in the distance, but his hands were tightly gripping the steering wheel.

……

Lin Chen didn't see Inspector Huang and his car close at hand, because the reporters in front of him were like wolves and tigers, fierce and abnormal.

"Are the police hiding from the public the true cause of the injuries?"

"Nope." Lin Chen replied very simply, but there was no follow-up.

The reporter who asked him a question froze for a moment, apparently not expecting him to be ready to explain.

"But some witnesses said that the barbecue stall owner and the customer were zombies, gnawing at each other like crazy!" The reporter then asked aloud and got straight to the most explosive question.

"Indeed, as you said, there were diners fighting and biting each other, and you are already well aware of the facts of what happened at the scene, why do you think the police are hiding it?"

"I mean zombies, are there zombies in Hongjing City!" The reporter said excitedly.

"I don't know where you got this association." Lin Chen didn't have any surprises, and was still calm: "But I think the families of the wounded must not want to hear your speculation, except for the police officers who died in the line of duty, the vital detection instruments show that all the injured have normal vital signs, so they do not meet the definition of zombies in the usual sense of science fiction stories." ”

Lin Chen emphasized science fiction stories.

At this moment, the reporter who had been standing on the other side spoke: "Sorry officer, please allow me to interrupt you. I heard your answer just now, and I think that you have been talking about him left and right, but in fact you have not answered the question that we in the media and the public are most concerned about. The reporter spoke in a calmer tone than the previous one, but it was also more difficult to deal with.

"Please." Lin Chen nodded at the other party with a gentle attitude.

……

Huang Ze couldn't hear what Lin Chen said, but he just looked at Lin Chen's calm demeanor and the kind of face that was so calm that Mount Tai collapsed without changing his color. In fact, he couldn't figure out whether his emotions towards Lin Chen were love or hate, to be precise, he even thought that he hated Lin Chen so much that he always remembered this person, when a person appeared too often, it was easy for you to have illusions. Huang Ze forced himself to look away from Lin Chen's face, and in order to find something to do for himself, he began to search the crowd for the annoying figure of the torture congregation, but he also gained nothing.

At this moment, his passenger door was suddenly opened, Huang Ze suddenly looked to the side, and a figure sat in the car with the smell of smoke.

Huang Ze realized who was coming, clenched his fists, and the green tendons protruded on his forehead.

"Inspector Huang."

The person who got into the car without permission leaned back in the seat and looked at him with a dark green and cold gaze, but said with a smile.

Huang Ze said: "The captain of the torture team is uninvited, isn't it right?" ”

"It's better than Inspector Huang and others going crazy in front of reporters, of course, the main thing is that he doesn't want to see you."

Of course, Xing Conglian meant Lin Chen, especially when Xing Conglian bit the sound of "he", he was more intimate than other words, and Huang Ze realized from this detail that Lin Chen and Xing Conglian were connected together.

"Get out of the car." Huang Ze immediately realized that he was out of shape, his expression was slightly cold, and he did not hesitate to say to the criminal.

"Let's talk, Inspector Huang." The torturer Lian said, and took out his cigarette to order.

"Don't make me say it a second time."

"What should I do with your business when I get off the car, the shareholders have not been able to serve well recently, right?" The torturer pressed down the lighter, and the flames flickered.

Thinking of the white hair of his father and brother who came in today, Huang Ze suddenly raised his eyes and glared at Xing Conglian: "Xing Conglian, don't you think your methods are too inferior?" "Like your business?" The convict smiled, "I think it's okay, the mall is like a battlefield." ”

The torturer was even talking with a smug face of "You can't blame me for your lack of money", and Huang Ze wanted to punch this person's smug face.

"So what exactly do you want to do?"

Xing Conglian didn't speak, just took out a transparent headset from his ear, put it on the dashboard of the car, then looked at the headset and said to him, "Listen to it." ”

Although Huang Ze hesitated, he still stuffed the headset into his ear.

……

At the entrance of the emergency building, on the steps, Lin Chen pressed the headset, and heard the sound on the other end intermittently, but these people in front of him made him unable to think carefully about what Xing Conglian and Huang Ze were talking about.

The previous reporter asked in a very sharp tone: "May I ask why the diners are fighting wildly, gnawing at each other, and even the police officers have sacrificed their precious lives for this?" ”

Lin Chen nodded, and said in the most popular media language: "It has only been 1 hour since the incident, and the specific reason is still in the process of being investigated." ”

"Does that mean the police don't know anything?" The reporter showed the cunning expression of a prey stepping into a trap and continued: "But as far as I know, before the crime, many officers of the Hongjing Police Force were near the scene, and at the time of the crime, there were even police officers who fired warnings. So the police were able to quickly control the situation and prevent it from getting worse, right? ”

Lin Chen nodded: "That's true." ”

"So why did the police suddenly appear near the Gulou community, and can I assume that the police have received some information in advance, but have not informed the local residents?"

Lin Chen didn't seem too excited by such a heart-wrenching question, he still replied calmly: "The police were carrying out a routine arrest operation, and they encountered this sudden situation in the Gulou community." Lin Chen took a step forward and said frankly, "If we had known in advance that such an evil incident would happen in the Gulou community, we would definitely have more adequate police force, instead of watching our colleagues die in the line of duty." ”

"Listening to what you mean, it seems to be saying that the police are not capable of ensuring the safety of people's lives, so where is our taxpayers' money spent?" The reporter pushed his black-rimmed glasses, like a good hunter who always catches the weakness of his prey, and if he is not careful, he will step into the trap he has already laid for a long time.

Lin Chen paused for a moment, and then asked seriously, "Where do you work?" ”

The reporter with black-rimmed glasses was stunned, and then said incredulously, sneering: "Are you going to settle accounts with me afterwards?" ”

Lin Chen replied lightly: "No, I just want to know from you about your basic salary and bonus every month." ”

"I don't have to answer that question."

"I understand." Lin Chen glanced at the other party from top to bottom, and said, "Looking at your age and the station mark of the microphone in your hand, I can judge that you work with Hongjing TV, you are about 35 years old this year, and you are very imposing when you question me, which shows that you should be the type of courage and enterprising in your work, so according to the general salary standard of Hongjing reporters plus the amount of your personal ability bonus, I estimate that your annual salary is about 22, and the tax paid is 38,000 yuan per year." ”

"This is my personal **!" The reporter raised his voice and was very nervous, this reaction showed that Lin Chen's guess was indeed not wrong.

"It's nothing, I just want to tell you that the name of the policeman who died tonight is An Guo, and according to the national standard, his pension standard is 20 times the per capita disposable income of urban residents in the country in the previous year plus his own 40 months' salary. Last year, the per capita disposable income of the country was 31,195 yuan, 20 times that is, about 620,000 yuan, and the basic salary of Anguo was 4,200 yuan per month, and the salary for 40 months was less than 180,000 yuan, that is to say, he died in the line of duty, and his family received compensation of about 800,000 yuan at a time, which is the last value of a criminal policeman's life, which is about your salary for 4 years. Lin Chen paused, "Let's convert it again, his life is about worth the total tax payment you have paid for 21 years of work." ”

"What do you mean!"

"Just tell you the truth, where your taxes are spent." Lin Chen Lin Chen looked at the tall buildings in the distance and the deeper night sky above the tall buildings, and said calmly, "But in fact, I think that these things cannot be measured by money. ”

No more reporters said anything at the scene, and the night became silent again.

"Do you have any other questions?" Lin Chen finally asked.

……

Huang Ze took out the earbuds, wrapped them in the palm of his hand, looked at Xing Conglian, and raised his eyebrows.

"It's over?" The criminal servant asked.

Huang Ze handed over the thing: "I'm done, the captain can tell me clearly, what exactly do you want to express?" ”

Xing Conglian shrugged his shoulders and didn't immediately plug the headset back, but said in a very relaxed tone: "I didn't want to express anything, I just showed off how good my boyfriend is like you." ”

Huang Ze glared at Xing Conglian, thinking that he was hallucinating in hearing, how could there be such a brazen person in the world.

Xing Conglian didn't care at all, he opened the car door and was about to step down, at this moment, as if he suddenly remembered something, he turned around, patted Huang Ze on the shoulder, and said, "He's really good, so I can understand how upset you are, really." ”

Huang Ze wanted to shake off the hand of the Torture Servant, but that kind of action would be the actual Punishment Servant. The hand pressing on his shoulder quickly withdrew, and at the moment when the car door was about to be thrown shut, Huang Ze spoke: "Xing Conglian, I thought the same as you four years ago, really. 166 Reading Network