At this time, Wang Chao finally remembered to get his computer back.

Lin Chen leaned back, and the young man moved the notebook back into his lap, opened the photo/zoomed-in search at a stormy speed, and filtered the photos on the stage with some strange software that he couldn't name.

In the end, he saw that the boy shook his head at him, meaning: This is the original picture, without any traces of PS.

Like a popped balloon, the young man leaned back in his chair in frustration, as if remembering something, he pulled out a black cap from his satchel thrown on the carpet, put it on, and then stopped talking.

"What's wrong?" The convict asked from the cab, and the big commotion they made in the back seat apparently caught the attention of Mr. Driver.

"Boss, are you scolding me, I'm wasting your time investigating?" Wang Chao clutched the car window, the brim of his hat pressed low, and he looked very depressed, like one of those large dogs who took the initiative to face the wall after making a mistake.

"Why does this kid's adolescent love fluctuate so much, do you want to give him some medicine, Consultant Lin." The convict turned his head and asked him.

Lin Chen had no choice but to explain: "A photo of the crime appeared on Weibo just now, and someone took a picture of the fan who came to the stage to commit the murder, and the perpetrator is indeed very, very similar to Miss Liuying who falsely accused Li Jingtian of rape before." ”

"Hey, someone finally put a picture." There was no surprise from Xing Conglian, he glanced at them in the rearview mirror, and asked with a smile, "I was waiting for these photos to flow on the Internet, isn't there a clue, why is the stinky boy so frustrated?" ”

"I guess I thought I was reasoning wrong, so I was very frustrated."

"What do you think?" The torturer asked again.

"I think it's funny."

In the rearview mirror, his eyes seemed to be glittering in the sun, full of cunning.

"What's interesting?" The dynasty interjected into their conversation depressedly.

"The story is so bizarre and twisty that there is always evidence to clear our suspicions when we suspect something."

Previously, when they suspected that Li Jingtian would pretend to be injured, Li Jing walked out of the emergency room by himself, and when they suspected that it was a water army hired by Li Jingtian to hype up the heat, the fans found the murderer who cut his throat, and this rhythm was really well controlled.

"Someone is very thoughtful." The torturer replied with a smile.

Wang Chao didn't understand even more: "Boss Chen, what do you mean, so is this still Li Jingtian's doing, but isn't it the liuying who cut his throat, isn't this her revenge on Li Jingtian?" ”

Hearing Wang Chao's question, Lin Chen could only answer very honestly: "I don't know either." ”

"Conspiracy theories and conspiracy theories, is it just a girl who looks like a wandering warbler, Li Jingtian deliberately arranged for him to come to the stage and cut his throat, hype up hot events, and then throw the pot to the poor prostitute, so that the person who accused her of rape can become a complete psychopath, this scheming is as deep as the sea, but is he sick, why do you do this?"

"Maybe he's really sick?" Lin Chen said lightly.

"What's wrong?" Dynasty asked.

He really couldn't answer this question now, so he could only rub the head of the young man in question through the cap, and said with relief: "Actually, you are so smart, you shouldn't doubt yourself." Each of your analyses is based on the actual existence of the number jù, which is more reliable than our inferences out of thin air, and you have come to the conclusion that there is a huge network of water armies behind this to promote the development of events, so, haven't you ever thought about it, a liuying, how can she have the ability to control those water armies, not to mention, have you forgotten, just now someone stole Li Jingtian's mobile phone photo and Weibo posted a photo of him being cut throat, Isn't it too terrible for a prostitute to sell herself for a living? ”

Wang Dynasty suddenly came to the spirit again: "So, I'm not wrong? ”

"It's not bad to investigate the case." The prisoner honked his horn and then spoke, "For us, there are only two kinds of mistakes, the first is to send innocent people to prison, and the second is to let the real murderer go unpunished. ”

"Oh." Wang Chao replied as if he didn't understand, "Boss, to tell the truth, when you suddenly pop out a little truth, you are still a little handsome. ”

"Consultant Lin, let's prescribe some medicine for him." Xing Conglian said half-jokingly, and then instructed the dynasty, "Young man, let's give full play to your strengths, first monitor those Weibo that make key remarks and provide key clues, and see if the speaker's position is consistent with their usual remarks, if there is a troll, don't you need me to teach you what to do?" "The convict turned the steering wheel and laid out the road in the cab.

"Order!" Wang Chao stroked the brim of the hat on his forehead, "But if we don't catch criminals, we run to investigate the enthusiastic citizens who provide important clues, will we be scolded to death, boss." ”

"If you don't say, who knows what you're doing, young man?" The criminal servant stepped on the brakes and said, "Besides, who said that we won't arrest criminal suspects?" Since Miss Liuying is our prime suspect, we naturally have to monitor her ID card and □□ information. ”

When the criminal conglian said this, he immediately dialed the phone number of the deputy captain of the police force and assigned the task of controlling and searching for the suspect.

Seeing that Xing Conglian hung up the phone, Wang Chao suddenly came to his senses: "Boss, aren't you afraid that Li Jingtian will do something to Miss Liuying?" ”

"I'm doing things according to the process, Officer Xiao Wang, please don't question your boss."

In the middle of that, he had turned into a one-way street, and the city hospital was within easy reach.

Although the city hospital, as the largest hospital in Hongjing City, usually has a lot of people, today, the flow of people inside and outside the hospital is particularly dense.

Mr. Li's iconic red-clad fans crouched on the side of the road or chatted in pairs, and some vehicles, apparently like news vans, parked on the side of the street, making the already modest streets even more crowded.

"Boss, there are so many people, I'm afraid of reporters, Ah Chen, can you help me see if my hairstyle is messy?"

Wang Dynasty is a typical example of being born afraid of chaos in the world, and when he saw the reporter, he quickly forgot the previous conversation with the criminal servant, and hurriedly tidied up the brim of his hat in the rearview mirror.

Lin Chen looked at the reporters in front of him, most of the reporters who came to run the news were local media in Hongjing, so remembering the license plate number of the local criminal police captain was of course a must-have for reporters.

Therefore, the moment the jeep of the Conglian Company drove into the intersection, some people reacted, and many of them were ready to go, and quickly surrounded the gate of the hospital, waiting for them to crash into the encirclement.

"Can we still get in?" Looking at the many reporter friends who were about to surround him, Lin Chen asked.

Xing Conglian smiled and took out his mobile phone and dialed a call.

There were already reporters rushing to the front of their cars, and Lin Chen clearly saw that some of them were shouting, "Here, here, the police are here!" ”

At the same time, Xing Conglian's phone was also dialed, and Lin Chen only heard him say to the person on the other end of the phone: "Lao Chen, the city hospital is very congested here, there are a lot of cars here, and our cars can't get in, it doesn't matter if we investigate, but if there is any ambulance that can't get in, it's very troublesome, isn't it." ”。

As more and more reporters surrounded them, their speed became slower and slower, and under the guidance of the garage keeper, the convict finally managed to park the car like a parking space.

Seeing this, the reporters rushed around the vehicle one after another, and that situation reminded Lin Chen of some scenes in zombie movies.

But the criminal conglian obviously did not worry about losing the siege: "Old Chen, that's really troublesome for you." After he finished speaking, he hung up the phone, looked back at them, and said, "Don't worry." ”

Lin Chen raised his eyebrows.

After speaking, the criminal conglian generously turned off the engine, pulled out the key, pushed the door and got out of the car.

The moment he opened the door, the reporters' questions were already frantically entering the jeep through the crack in the door.

"Captain of the criminal team, how can the police explain the repeated attacks on Mr. Li Jingtian."

"Captain, is there anything wrong with the security at the scene?"

"Now there are rumors on the Internet that the attack on Mr. Li Jingtian was the last time Mr. Li Jingtian was falsely accused of raping a prostitute, is there really a connection between the two cases?"

Journalists' questions are always so sharp, but in fact, they are probably more concerned about what kind of report can get the most social attention than tracking down the truth of the case.

Lin Chen pushed open the side door and was about to go down, Wang Chao hugged his backpack with a frightened face and pulled the corner of his clothes tightly.

At the moment of getting out of the car, the criminal cong company blocked some reporters for them, and Lin Chen heard him reply very formulaically: "I'm sorry, the case is under investigation, and I have nothing to say." ”

Other than that, he wouldn't say a word.

Media friends must be most annoyed by the police's attitude of not making progress, so a bold news reporter holding a microphone from Hongjing TV stepped forward and shouted: "Then we have to write, the police spokesman said that the police investigation has made no progress." ”

The torture Conglian still smiled: "That's it, I'm afraid it's not good." ”

"Then you must give us some news, so that we can also make a difference."

"Hey, too......" The criminal company dragged out the last ah-huff tone, and at the distant crossing, the siren of the traffic police cleared the road.

I don't know who shouted on the side of the road: "Don't put up a list, we'll drive away immediately." ”

After all, most of the reporters who went out to cover the news were driving, or the photographer was also the driver, so many reporters who parked illegally saw that someone posted a ticket, and they hurriedly ran back to their cars, and they shouted while running: "Stop for a while and then for a while!" ”

"Then let's move the car, don't stick, don't stick!"

For a time, the number of people surrounding them was more than half.

Taking advantage of the distraction of the reporters, the criminal servant company very deftly blocked the remaining reporters, led them to break free from the encirclement, and entered the hospital building.

"Boss, I have to remember Li Jingtian for this hatred!"

Even though the criminal company has taken away most of the reporters, the dynasty's black T is still caught in a mess, if he hadn't grabbed the hat in his hand in advance, it is estimated that his beloved black peaked cap will not be spared.

When you really enter the inpatient building, it is actually very easy to do, and the security guards will naturally block the reporters and friends out on the pretext of disturbing the patient's rest.

Lin Chen stood in the elevator and also felt palpitations.

To be honest, although the local media who surrounded them just now got the news, there must be more people waiting for the progress of the case, both on the Internet and in the real world, and they are discussing, discussing and constantly expressing their opinions on it.

Thinking of this, Lin Chen once again felt those invisible external pressures that were likely to really hinder the progress of their investigation.