Journalists are the most well-informed people in the world.

Therefore, the first person to learn of the disappearance of the Fengjing School tour bus was not Huang Ze, but a female reporter from the provincial daily news broadcast.

At that time, they had just finished interviewing the scene of the bus hijacking and were about to call it a day and go home.

The female reporter knocked on her mobile phone, quietly walked to his side, and said: Inspector Huang, my friend in the city bureau said that something big happened in Qiongshan, and if you let me follow this exclusive, I won't tell anyone else.

Huang Ze looked at the woman's delicate makeup, and felt an inexplicable sour feeling in his heart.

If this is the case, what else can it do?

Like ants passing messages or bees dancing with each other, the news that an entire class of first-grade students at Maple View School had disappeared quickly spread among the reporters.

What could be more exciting for a journalist than to meet another big event in the middle of an interview?

Huang Ze was besieged in the center of the microphone and camera, and could only answer in a businesslike tone: "The police are still investigating this case, and the relevant details are inconvenient to disclose." ”

But how can human power stop the omnipresent tentacles of journalists, so instead of letting these tentacles stretch indiscriminately, it is better to keep them under control.

So Huang Ze took these reporters and went to Qiongshan together.

On the way through the Wolf River rest station, they found that a lot of traffic was swarming out of the Wolf River, and the rest station management staff was full of solemnity, directing passing vehicles at the intersection, and the news interview car behind him, even before him, drove into the rest station, and when he got off the car, the cameraman had already taken out the camera and started shooting.

Huang Ze took a deep breath, the air was mixed with strange smells, the aroma of zongzi, the smell of oden, the tender fragrance of the baby when he drank milk, they were all wrapped in the strong smell of gasoline, around him, more and more vehicles began to evacuate, he looked around, the exhaust and smoke were all over the ground, and the staff wearing badges were running towards him, their faces full of panic.

He knew something was going on here.

He also knew that Lin Chen and the policeman had guessed correctly again.

Coincidentally, when he remembered the other party, the other party seemed to think of him as well.

The personal cell phone in his trouser pocket began to vibrate.

He took out his mobile phone and looked down to see that it was an unknown number, the place of belonging, showing that it was Hongjing.

There are very few people who know about his private phone number

"Hello."

In the monitoring hall of Hongjing Expressway, Inspector Huang's indifferent voice came from the phone, and Wang Chao held up his mobile phone, a little crying.

The convict glanced at him and took the phone.

seemed to feel that there was no response, on the LED screen, Huang Ze, who was straight in police uniform, tilted his head slightly and asked in a low voice, "Where are you?" ”

This question is too familiar, and there is always an indescribable awkwardness in the tone. The corner of the sentence was slightly raised, and he raised his eyes to look at the big screen, and said, "Inspector Huang, hello." ”

A low and slightly hoarse voice reached Huang Ze's ears, and he suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart, so his brows obviously frowned slightly.

"First of all, thank you very much for Inspector Huang and the media friends behind you, there is a small matter that I need your help with." Xing Conglian's gaze moved to the huge LED display in front of him, and the school bus in the corner of the parking lot could be seen on the screen. His tone was calm and soothing: "I think you should have known that Fengjing School lost a tour bus full of students earlier, then, if you look in the direction of nine o'clock, you should find a tour bus sprayed with blue clouds, which is the same one that the school lost, and now the problem is that the bus driver is being tied to his seat by a timed bomb......"

Hearing this, Huang Ze suddenly raised his head and looked in the direction of nine o'clock, and then, he took a step forward and started running, he ran very fast, but asked an inconsequential question in his mouth: "Xing Conglian, why do you have my private number?" ”

Hearing this, Xing Conglian glanced at Lin Chen, and then said, "Special events, so some special means were used. ”

"Heh, regular bombing, special means?" A mocking smile appeared at the corner of Huang Ze's mouth, he seemed to sense something, looked up at the camera in the corner of the parking lot, and said, "Give the phone to Lin Chen." ”

In the monitoring hall, Lin Chen stood aside, he noticed the sudden sweeping gaze of the criminal servant, and looked at the expression of the criminal police captain who wanted to speak and stopped, he stretched out his hand.

Huang Ze stood in front of the tourist bus, in the car, the driver's face was like gold leaf, sweating profusely, and he was struggling desperately on the seat, and in front of the driver's chest, the red timer was receding every second, seeing this scene, he felt an inexplicable anger in his heart: "Torture Conglian, are you very proud?" ”

However, the response over there was no longer a low and hoarse male voice, but became clear and peaceful: "Huang Ze." ”

Huang Ze felt very ridiculous: "Lin Chen, you said that there was going to be an accident at the high speed, and there was really an accident at the high speed, I even have to suspect that this qiē was arranged by you." ”

In front of the LED screen, Lin Chen's face was dyed extremely bright blue-green by the bright light of the screen, hearing this, he raised his head slightly, his eyes were not angry, but full of deep disappointment: "Shut up Huang Ze, I don't have time to discuss conspiracy theories with you." His voice was cold, "You look at the bus driver in front of you, if you don't want to save him, please turn around and leave immediately." ”

"What is this, did you give me an ethical question? Let me defuse the bomb without protective measures, and see if I will risk my life to gamble the lives of me and the driver? ”

"No, it's not an ethical issue." Lin Chen paused and said, "Saving people is just your duty. ”

I have to say that in terms of persuading others, Lin Chen has an absolute advantage.

"In other words, if I don't save him, I'll be a coward who derelicts his duties." On the other end of the phone, Huang Ze sneered in a low voice, and then said, "Say, what do you want me to do?" ”

Lin Chen handed the phone back to the criminal servant, and the captain of the criminal police was already dumbfounded from the sidelines.

The criminal cong connected to the phone and stabilized his breath: "Inspector Huang, the location of this bus is just a blind spot for monitoring, among the reporters you brought, there must be someone carrying a camera with wireless transmission function, please connect the camera to the wifi network of the rest station, we need to see the real-time image of the scene." ”

"Oh, and then."

Then ...... "The criminal cong company was a little embarrassed: "Please point the camera lens at the timed bomb, we need you to disassemble the bomb ...... with your own hands."

"Okay."

In the picture, reporters in the parking lot are running towards Huang Ze's location.

Huang Ze was surrounded by the crowd, he didn't know what to say, some reporters were so frightened that they turned around and ran, and some of the remaining bold reporters, some ran to get a wireless camera for Huang Ze, and some people directly aimed the camera lens at Huang Ze.

Suddenly, there was some quarrel in the crowd, and it became a bit chaotic.

The torturer fed the microphone twice, and vaguely heard what Huang Ze was saying.

Then, another voice thrust in.

"Huang Shao, you can't take risks!"

The person who spoke was none other than Jiang Zhe, a psychologist who had earlier believed that the carjacking case was nothing more than a prank by rebellious teenagers.

Jiang Zhe tightly pulled Huang Ze's sleeve, he knew very well that if Huang Ze really took the risk of dismantling the bomb, in case of any danger, then he who brought Huang Ze into such a dangerous place, he would definitely bear a hundred times the anger of the Huang family.

"Didn't you say that this was just a prank, so I shouldn't be in any danger, right?" Huang Ze looked at the psychology expert beside him and showed a slightly sarcastic smile.

"Yes, yes, Mr. Jiang, then the regular bomb in the car is also a means for the "candy thief" to attract the purpose, can you analyze where the children in the car went? ”

The reporters' long guns and short guns quickly moved from Inspector Huang to Jiang Zhe's mouth.

"No, no, the robber's behavior has escalated, this is no longer just a rebellious teenage behavior, I suspect that the teenager is very likely to be an antisocial personality disorder! His violence and aggression are rooted in his genes, and he does this qiē to satisfy his sense of criminal pleasure, he may be looking at us with a sense of urgency, the more people die, the stronger his sense of pleasure becomes, so Huang Shao, you see why he parked the bus near the gas station, because he wanted to blow up all the places, he wanted mass casualties, even if you dismantle the bomb, you will definitely not succeed, because he will definitely do something on the timed bomb! Jiang Zhe spoke quickly, because because of his words, some reporters who were originally ready to stick to it also began to panic.

However, Huang Ze still looked indifferent, Jiang Zhe knew very well that Lin Chen must have said something to Huang Ze on the phone just now.

He suddenly became excited, he snatched Huang Ze's mobile phone, and yelled at the phone: "Lin Chen, if you really want to take revenge on the Huang family, come at me every time, don't let the innocent die because of this!" ”

In the monitoring hall on the other end of the mobile phone, Jiang Zhe's impassioned voice was broadcast to the public, almost throughout the hall.

All the eyes in the hall suddenly shot at Lin Chen.

Lin Chen looked at Xing Conglian, and Xing Conglian also looked at him.

Finding that there was silence on the other end of the phone, Jiang Zhe was about to take advantage of the victory to pursue, but suddenly heard a question.

"Jiang Zhe, can you recite it again?"

As if a punch into cotton or a spark fell into the water, Jiang Zhe only felt a breath in his chest: "What are you carrying?" ”

"Can you memorize the diagnostic criteria for personality disorders in DS丨M-IV-TR?"

"What's that?" Jiang Zhe blurted out, "Lin Chen, don't play tricks anymore!" ”

"DS丨M-IV-TR is the Diagnostic and Statistical Manual of Mental Disorders revised by the American Psychiatric Association in 2000, which is one of the most authoritative diagnostic manuals for mental illness in the world.

Jiang Zhe's face turned red: "Who will endorse in this case, will you be able to memorize it!" ”

"yes, do you want to listen?"