"Oh, still image capture system." When it comes to technical issues, before the criminal conglian could speak, Wang Chao suddenly came to his senses, "The case is not small, it's all on this set of procedures, but if it is a photo of the inside of the drug factory sent by an undercover agent, it should be top secret, will Zheng Dongdong just happen to use this packaging bag, in fact, looking at his appearance, he probably just wants to lock us up for a few days, I didn't expect things to be so strict?" As if suddenly possessed by a detective, Comrade Wang's eyes lit up, "There is also a possibility, that is, someone knows that this bag must be captured by your filtration system!" At the end of the dynasty, he accentuated his tone, and specially pushed the glasses that did not exist at all, "So, is this qiē a coincidence or a conspiracy!" ”

"If the problem is too complicated, go back to the original point and look at the whole planting case, if Zheng Dongdong reported the case and then only ordinary police, then what results would we have?"

"We were taken back to the bureau for tea, and then Lao Jiang came to fish for us."

"Now, if we replace people with Interpol who want to track down clues about transnational drug cases, what difference will our results be?"

"We were taken to the ICPO and tortured?" Wang Chao looked at Team Leader Ren with trepidation, "You don't really have this plan, do you?" ”

"Otherwise, why did he bring SWAT to play mahjong?" The convict slapped the back of the young man's head and motioned for him to be quiet for a while.

"Is there any difference between the two outcomes for you?" Let me ask.

Lin Chen looked at the criminal conglian, this was indeed something he couldn't understand, assuming that there was really a mastermind behind the scenes, why did they take a huge risk and use the photos sent back by Fang Zhiming to lure Interpol into making a move?

"The difference is in time." As if he had already guessed the answer to the riddle, the sentence did not even pause and think about it when he answered this question.

Lin Chen frowned.

"If we are taken away by the local police, we can see the light of day again in about one hour." Xing Conglian no longer sells Guanzi, but uses a calm and terrifying tone to analyze the dark and treacherous thoughts behind this matter.

For a moment, the room was cold and quiet again, as if the warm sunlight that poured in through the glass windows had become ineffective.

No one spoke, Lin Chen thought, and really needed him to ask the question: "So, what if it's ICPO?" He looked at the head of the crime team and asked.

"I will detain you as long as I can limit your personal freedom." Ren said.

"How long is it?"

"According to the charter, it's 48 hours."

"So, this qiē is all to delay our case?"

This conclusion is incredible.

Trivial charges such as harboring Da Ma do not cause them any real harm, so the most important difference between the local police and Interpol is that the latter will interrogate and detain them regardless of the 48-hour detention period.

So, looking back, right now, who exactly would want them to stop for a cup of tea and not be in a hurry?

The answer is almost obvious to the extreme.

Among all the people present, only Wang Chao Tonglian understood the meaning of this sentence, and Wang Chao's chewing gum slowed down, as if he couldn't understand the brain circuit of the man behind the scenes, and questioned: "This is too risky, if we talk about Fang Zhiming or something related to the previous case during the interrogation, won't the truth be revealed?" ”

With a pop, the boy blew the gum out of his mouth.

"It's very simple, the so-called Fang Zhiming and his unfinished undercover case are just two different stages of the same trap." About a person like Xing Conglian, when he says an important conclusion, he will be as calm as if he is introducing you to which food stall on the food street is more delicious, "Stage 1, we were arrested, interrogated, and released after being detained for a full time, during which the team leader was lucky enough to talk to us about Fang Zhiming or any other clues, then the story would automatically enter Stage 2......"

"What is Phase 2?"

"Just like you did just now, analyze the relationship between the live broadcast of death and the murder of Fang Zhiming, and then, go astray." Instead of smoking, he yawned boredly.

"Boss, can you make it clear?" The boy closed his laptop, took off his cap, and rubbed his hair twice, what he did was probably what everyone in the room wanted to do, "According to what you said, the boss behind the scenes deliberately led us to investigate the connection between the two cases, but why did he?" If they dare to do this, does it mean that the people who framed us are not the same as the drug dealers who killed Fang Zhiming, so does Yang Dianfeng's jewelry robbery of modifying the driving time of the vehicle have anything to do with the death of the eyewitness Cheng Weiwei later? What the hell is going on? ”

In short, the teenager's questions are like a series of cannons, which are overwhelming, but that small bag seems to bring out far more questions than the teenager asks.

There seemed to be countless fine spider silk in the air, so sticky that people couldn't move, and even made people breathless. Suddenly, Lin Chen saw a boring and lazy smile from Lian Lian.

"I'm stunned by you for asking so many questions." The captain of the criminal police bent his finger and knocked on the head of the young subordinate, he hit a little heavier this time, and the young man was knocked by him and stood up, grinning in pain: "Boss, you bully the weak like this, you know?" ”

"Do you know why I hit you?" The perpetrator asked.

"Because I asked you questions you couldn't answer, so you feel ashamed......" The boy began to look for death.

"Then let me put it another way, do you know why your grandfather lived to be ninety years old?"

"Because he eats vegetables every day and keeps exercising!"

"No, it's because he's never meddled in his business."

The boy's eyes widened, and he looked at the boss in front of him who was still trying to tease him.

"But boss, there are a lot of clues, the packaging bag of the poison factory, Fang Zhiming's death, the system time modified by Yang Dianfeng, the beginning and end of the jewelry robbery, and the background of the eyewitness Cheng Weiwei, we have too many things to investigate!"

"Talk less." There was a rare stern look on the face of the torture slave company.

The dynasty was quickly silenced by his reprimand.

"Thinking about it from another angle, why is that bag not a suspicion laid by the mastermind behind the scenes, in fact, Fang Zhiming's death may not have anything to do with the case we are investigating now." The air around him seemed to be a stagnant entity, but his words were like sharp blades that broke through those viscous wire nets: "You see, we can make countless inferences, but the only thing that is certain is that because there are too many possibilities, we can't follow this clue, this must be a dead end that will waste our countless time and eventually make us return in vain......" He looked at the boy seriously, and as if he was looking at everyone in the conference room, he said: "So, stop your train of thought, don't even think in this direction for me." ”

This is a command, not a discussion.

For a moment, Lin Chen felt that this order was too uncomfortable.

For those who want to solve a crime, there's nothing more enticing than the clues that are placed in front of you, whether it's a fruit hard candy that seems to smell sweet, or an upgraded stream novel that is about to □□, and it's hard to control yourself from retracting your hands or putting down your books.

Because they have developed the habit of analyzing and studying various things from a long time ago, the inertia of their thinking makes them want to dig up the entire street to see what is hidden under the maze, even if they know that this may be a maze laid by the murderer.

But now, now it was as if a clear line had been drawn on the ground, and they had to get around it, because whatever was buried in front of them had nothing to do with them for the time being.

It's unacceptably tough.

But in the next second, it was like cold water, pouring down the top of his head, and the cold, wet and cold feeling made Lin Chen quickly wake up.

He was glad that the person who sat next to him and yawned was a criminal servant.

After all, most people in this world are constantly analyzing and judging, and only a few people can break through the fog and see the truth of the matter, and those who are too lazy to talk nonsense with you and directly tell you what to do are even more remarkable.

The whole case is a sinister mental trap from beginning to end, not fatal, but very cold and vicious, and under the clever arrangement of the arranger, you can't even notice that you are stepping into a well-designed quagmire.

In fact, there are too many ways to delay time and create accidents, such as murder, arson, car accidents, etc., but those methods are too tough and obvious, it is easy for them to perceive the intentions behind them, and a just right case of poison planting, 48 hours is as insignificant as an iron nail piercing the wheel, it makes you only think about how to solve the trouble in front of you, if you are lucky enough to repair the car tire, ready to move on, you will find that there are a few bear children on the road ahead, They make a face at you and then turn and run, which makes it easy for you to speed up and try to get those stinky boys by the hand and beat them up, and by that point, you'll be further and further away from what's really important.

That's the direction, and the time.

"If this qiē is all about delaying our investigation, it means that the next death livestream should happen soon." Lin Chen said.

"yes, but that's not a bad thing." The torturer Lian opened his mouth, the stern look in his eyes had disappeared, and Lin Chen found that he was looking at him with a helpless look, "We finally know a time limit. ”

"What the hell is going on, what time limit?" Wang Chao was a little impatient, maybe his family's Ah Chen's face became as ugly as his boss, or maybe he couldn't keep up with the train of thought of their detectives from beginning to end, after all, he was just a technician!

"I'm afraid we have 48 hours left at most."

48 hours is the longest time that Ren Xian can detain them, and it should also be the end time of the future death carnival.

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For Lin Chen and Xing Conglian, they have already made their direction clear and know the worst possibility in the future. But for Ren Xian, after experiencing today's absurd drama, he can't avoid the most important question, why did the poorly printed big linen packaging bag reappear after a lapse of 11 months? And the internal information of the serious crime team is confidential, how can outsiders know about the photo that Fang Zhiming secretly sent back?

Just as he was confused and pondering whether to speak, the door to the conference room opened again.

The deputy captain of the second bureau, who was always arrogant, stood at the door, his face full of joy at the successful interrogation.

"You are a little god, Chen Ping has made a move, he said that the big hemp was given to him by his second assistant, and the goods were also given by his second assistant."

Hearing this, Ren Xian's eyes lit up, he didn't expect that the criminal Conglian would not ask about the case, but he had already secretly sent someone to interrogate the suspect.

"Did you make an arrest?" As if playing a trick, the torturer took out another box of cigarettes and threw them over.

Jiang Chao stretched out his hand to catch it and said, "According to what you told me in the text message, I sent someone to Chen's family early in the morning, and I just waited for Chen Ping's name to arrest people, but Lao Huang and they still pounced, there was no one in the assistant's office, and the coffee on the table was still hot?" ”

Ren Xian's mood was like riding a roller coaster, and when he heard that sentence, he instantly slipped into the abyss, and it was very cold around, and there was not even a trace of light.

"So, it looks like someone has reported the news." Jiang Chao opened the cigarette case, smoked one and put it in his mouth.

Hearing that sentence, I don't know if it was tobacco residue or something else, Ren Xian felt that his mouth was full of bitterness,

The fact that the net of the torture slave company had been closed tightly enough, but that person was able to get out in such a short period of time only showed that there were ghosts in the people who had just stayed in this conference room.

And he remembered that he had assembled a signal jammer here just now, so the people in the room had no chance to ventilate the message.

But among all the people who went out, Zheng Dongdong had been detained, and Chen Ping and the Chen family bosses were being interrogated, so the only people who could leak the news were his subordinates who had just been taken away.

"Be the team leader."

In the bone-chilling cold, Ren Xian suddenly heard someone calling him.

He looked up and looked out the window, where the sun was shining brightly.

In the sunlight, he saw a vague and lazy smile.

He heard someone say to him, "Now, you can go and search your cell phone and communication equipment." ”