[a]

The jeep drove through Sycamore Avenue and turned into a side alley.

The alley can only accommodate two cars at most, and the central air conditioning units of the surrounding buildings are hung on both sides of the alley, which makes it even narrower.

Lin Chen looked out the window and could see the iconic main building complex of the Xinni Embassy in the distance, and it was estimated from the route that they roughly drove into the living area behind the embassy.

Sewage is flowing here, discarded newspapers are scattered and flown in the air, scattered cast-iron parts are thrown to the ground, and the alleys are mostly doors, except for air conditioners.

Wooden doors, large and small, and even with different national styles, stand on both sides of the alley, sometimes there are people sitting by the door, sometimes there are none, many of them are tightly locked, but some of the wooden doors are open, and the inside is a dark and bottomless alley.

Finally, the convict stopped under a door very casually.

It was an ochre-colored iron door that opened out of the dark green wall, and in the porter sat an old man smoking a cigarette pouch, wearing a very ordinary yellow and gray plaid shirt, and a peaked cap on his head that did not match the shirt.

Xing Conglian loosened his seat belt, looked back at the few people sitting in the car, and said, "Professor Fu, I want you to take Mr. Lu to a coffee shop to rest." ”

After he finished speaking, he picked up the cigarette case and mobile phone, and got out of the car.

Wang Chao began to pack his backpack without saying a word, Fu Hao looked at Lu Xu in disbelief, and finally, Lin Chen heard him ask himself: "Master...... Brother...... I always feel like you're going to be heroic, if you don't come out in two hours, am I going to call the police? ”

Fu Hao began to babble again, and Lin Chen only said two words.

"Obedient."

After speaking, he nodded with Wang Chao and pushed the car door down separately.

When they got out of the car, the convict had already walked to the ochre-colored iron gate, half of his body obscured by the shadow of the awning of the gatehouse.

Xing Conglian knocked on the window, and the old man in the porter squinted at Xing Conglian impatiently, as if he was assessing whether it was worth opening the window for him to let the cold air out.

Without waiting for the old man to make up his mind, the torturer Lian casually opened the window, the old man was very impatient by the hot air rushing to his face, he smashed down the cigarette pouch, Lin Chen thought that the old man was going to open his mouth to scold, but he didn't.

The old man pressed the brim of his hat, put his thumb and forefinger together, and rubbed it gently.

Lin Chen was stunned for a moment, because of similar actions, he had also seen the torture from Lian do it.

This is an obvious act of begging for money, Lin Chen estimated that the asking price of the porter uncle would not be low, and the next moment, just when Lin Chen thought that the criminal conglian would take out some more membership card from his pocket, the conglian only took out a box of cigarettes.

The half-dismantled plastic package was still wrapped around the cigarette box, and the convict opened the cigarette box, took out a slender cigarette from it, and threw it into the window.

The old man frowned, and picked up the cigarette a little nervously, his rough calloused fingers held the position of the cigarette filter, and turned it clockwise for half a circle, Lin Chen noticed that under the sun, the filter and tobacco handover flickered with a subtle light, where there seemed to be inlaid with a silver edge, like all high-end tobacco will decorate

In the sunlight, when the old man turned the cigarette to a specific position, he turned it counterclockwise for half a circle, as if some special magic had been activated, and the old man put down the cigarette and looked up again, his expression was completely different from before.

"It's been a long time since my old man smoked such a good cigarette." The old man opened the drawer, took out the lighter, lit the cigarette, and after taking a deep breath, he asked, "What do you want?" ”

At that moment, the old man's eyes revealed iron-blooded perseverance.

The torturer Lian slanted at a scene inside the iron gate, and said casually: "I heard that Mellonella is eating and waiting for death with you, bring him to me." ”

……

Lin Chen knew early on that Xing Conglian was a person with secrets, but that kind of secret did not mean that it would involve some confidential matters beyond his understanding.

But just now, Xing Conglian used a mint cigarette with a unit price of 5 cents, and successfully broke through the heavy guards of the Xinni Embassy, if it is estimated by normal logic, it may take dozens of foreign ministry calls and various levels of consultation to complete the work of entering the Xinni Embassy, not to mention that they are probably the number one object of vigilance of the Xinni Embassy now, but Xing Conglian really only used a mint cigarette to successfully lead them to walk in the corridor of the Xinni Embassy.

It is surrounded by tall and dense subtropical plants with lush vines.

The old man who opened the door for them sat back in his place after opening the iron door, and he didn't even forget to pull the small window of the door, as if nothing had happened.

Lin Chen recalled the scene when the old man finally sat back in the porter hut and picked up the phone, and always felt that the secrets involved in it might be even more incredible than he thought.

For example, he had just reluctantly searched for the word spoken by Xing Conglian in not bad English, and found that it should be a code name, which originally meant a moth with excellent hearing.

For example, when they entered the Sini Embassy, he took them into an office on the ground floor of the embassy as if he were the owner of the entire embassy.

This office is probably more appropriately described as a cellar, surrounded by hard lead plates, the biggest role of lead as a metal is of course to isolate radiation, and the reason why Lin Chen can judge this is because Wang Dynasty walked into the room and snorted, indicating that all his communication tools had lost signal.

It's cold, and there's an absolute chill around. The air was filled with the smell of metal piled up with tons of iron plates, and it was so quiet that there was no sound, like the absolute secret room that every spy war novel would shape, and the moment they all walked into the room, the iron door closed and locked automatically.

Lin Chen sat down cross-legged against the corner of the wall, and the torturer Lian Lian walked to his side and sat down with him.

"Captain Torture." Lin Chen said lightly.

"Advisor Lin."

The torturer took out another cigarette and lit another one in front of him.

"May I ask questions?"

"Of course, you can always ask me anything."

The torturer looked at him with dark green eyes, unconcealed, frank and open.

But Lin Chen still chose a less acute question, he asked, "What is Mellonella?" ”

"Fifteen years ago, at the Japan-Dan Peace Conference, there was a very well-known eavesdropping expert who single-handedly reversed the entire process of peace talks, and the code name of that eavesdropping expert was Mellonella."

"How did he do it?"

"At that time, in order to negotiate a ceasefire agreement in the Three Rivers Basin, the heads of state of the participating countries stayed at the Ridan Central Hotel, and before the decisive meeting began, the intelligence services of various countries launched fierce espionage activities behind the scenes, because at the international negotiation table, each side tried to know the intentions of the other side in order to take the initiative in the real negotiation process, and at that time, the new Nepalese spy agents sent an eavesdropping expert named Mellonella to eavesdrop on the hotel room where the head of Fischli was staying. Mellonella spent two days and two nights in the Philippine chief's room, recording which floor made noise, which door creaked, and recorded the frequency of the sound, and at night, he tried to move around the room without making any sound or touching anything......

"Like a bat."

"No, he's Mellonella, who has more acute hearing than bats."

"And then?"

"You see, in fact, for the spy personnel, the purpose of installing wiretaps is not to obtain useful information in conversation, because no leader of a country is stupid enough to talk about any key issues in a hotel room, and his eavesdropping is mainly to grasp the movements of each of the heads of state attending the meeting, in order to infer the mood or physical condition of the heads of state from some leftover information."

"Physiology?"

"Yes...... It was a very coincidence and fortunately that on the night of the third day of the talks, Mellonella found that there was a slight change in the breathing rate of the Philippine head of the country when he was asleep, which was almost undetectable breathing change, and it was even very likely to be caused by climate problems, but Mellonella did not let go of this problem, he reported to his superiors, and finally, the new Nigerian country transmitted this information to the head of the Philippine intelligence department in a very clever way, and finally, A small dose of chronic □□...... was detected in the head of the Philippines"

"Some people want to kill people and sabotage the process of peace talks?"

The convict took a puff of his cigarette and spit out a long green smoke: "It's incredible, isn't it? ”

Lin Chen thought for a moment and said, "So, you're bringing me here to find a real soundprint identification expert?" ”

"He's not an expert, he's a genius."

The heavy lead door was pushed open with a creak at the hinges, and the sound of light footsteps landed on the heavy ground before coming to a halt.

Lin Chen's gaze fell on the comer's feet, and then slowly went up, black leather shoes, black trousers, and black sunglasses, his gaze finally fell on the face of the comer, and after being as stiff as the other party for a few seconds, he slowly turned his head in the direction of the torture conglian, and said, "This is the genius you said?" ”

The convict was dumbfounded, and it wasn't until the cigarette burned his fingers that he grinned and shook off the cigarette butt, and asked tentatively, "Mellonella?" ”

The other party had a depressed expression on his face, he thought about it, and then turned around to leave.

"Shen Chenggong, stop me!" The torturer shouted.

……

Although Shen Chenggong didn't like Li Jingtian, he never thought that he would become a key figure in the conviction of this noble son of a diplomatic family.

He looked at the policeman in front of him, who had beaten him mercilessly, and was reluctant to sit down in the cold cellar, although he didn't know where the policeman had found out his true identity, since that kind of thing had never been recorded in any file, but it was clear that he was not in a position to refuse anyone who walked through that door.

"I want you to tell if there is really a victim's scream in this illi famous song."

A laptop spread out in front of him.

Shen Chenggong looked at the laptop in front of him, knocked on the metal shell, and said angrily: "Is it public, why don't you give me a pair of headphones, boss?" ”

After all, he had beaten the other party mercilessly, and the criminal servant said very politely: "I'm sorry, it was our negligence." ”

Wang Chao quickly pulled out a headset from his backpack and sat on his knees with his hands on it.

Shen Chenggong suddenly made the same gesture to the dynasty: "Please don't be so polite to me, I'm panicking, or will you beat me up again and get angry?" ”

"It's really, really important." Xing Conglian nodded to the dynasty, and the dynasty clicked on the video of Song Shengsheng's interview.

"The victim's name is Song Shengsheng, a once very famous singer in our country, and we suspect that Li Jingtian has committed inhumane sexual assault on him and recorded his screams on his own album, and the time is pressing, so we can only ask you to help confirm whether our speculation is true."

The sentence was solemn.

Shen Chenggong was shocked when he heard this, he pondered for a moment, and then said, "Okay, I'll listen to him, but let me explain first, you can't force me to perjury." ”

"Please rest assured, this is the biggest difference between us and Li Jingtian."

With this guarantee, Shen Chenggong did not hesitate to stuff the earphones into the ear holes and clicked on the two pieces of audio.

[two]

The expression on Mellonella's face changed from doubt to solemnity, and finally, at the moment when he turned off the audio and put down the headphones, his expression was already as if he heard the middle-aged Führer's voice change in frequency, and he reported to the Torture Company in an extremely calm and sober tone: "Captain Torture, if you believe my judgment, then I am very sure that Song Shengsheng's screams are mixed with this famous song by illi, and I am more sure, It was supposed to be a whole scream cut into 15 parts mixed with the □□ part of the whole piece, and the screams contained the breath sounds of two people, so I think your speculation is not wrong, it is indeed possible that Song Shengsheng was recorded screaming during the sexual assault. ”

Shen Chenggong's words were very cautious, and he didn't even mention the word Li Jingtian from beginning to end.

The heavy sound of their breath echoed through the thick isolation chamber.

In the end, Shen Chenggong suddenly pulled up the earphones and smashed them to the ground, he turned around and grabbed the collar of the torture slave company, and said word by word: "I don't care who you are or what your identity is, but since you can walk in here, you must have the ability to bring Li Jingtian, a brute, to justice, so, please!" ”

After Shen Chenggong finished speaking, he bowed very respectfully to the Torture Conglian.

There was no sadness or joy on his face, Lin Chen saw him turn his head, looked at himself deeply, and said to Shen Chenggong: "The person who can bring Li Jingtian to justice is not me, you should bow to him." ”

Shen Chenggong looked hesitant, and Lin Chen shook his head: "I'm not too sure." ”

"What do you need?" The criminal servant asked.

"I need to get Li Jingtian to confess his guilt personally."

Xing Conglian quickly realized what he wanted to do, so he said: "If it is the evidence of eavesdropping on your private conversation with Li Jingtian, it cannot be used as evidence in court. ”

"yes, so I need a room, and four HD broadcast cameras, and, of course, Li Jingtian himself."

……

It should be said that embassies in foreign countries have always undertaken the important task of foreign exchanges, and they often hold various press conferences in the test tube, but even so, no sovereign country will open its embassy to the judicial departments of other countries as interrogation rooms, let alone broadcast the entire interrogation process live across the country.

Therefore, when Ambassador Luo Qiusheng received this request, his first reaction was to open his mouth, no matter how much he hated Li Lao's style, but the old man was not wrong in one sentence.

If he had allowed this to happen in his embassy or consulate, he would never have wanted to pursue any further career in Parliament.

But sometimes, people have to make such difficult decisions.

Luo Qiusheng looked at the crowd of demonstrators outside the window who were almost about to disperse, as long as he shook his head now, then a dispute would disappear in two hours, but unfortunately, diplomacy itself is a game, and the winner must be the side with the bigger chips.

Luo Qiusheng pondered for a moment, shook his head in great distress, and said to his confidential secretary, "Does the other party have any other requirements?" ”

"The other side needs us to invite Li Jingtian into that room, Mr. Ambassador."

"I see." Luo Qiusheng pushed away the chair and stood up from behind his desk.

"Sir?"

"Since the other party asks for it, then this matter can only be handled by me."

……

At the moment when the live TV screen lit up, Mr. Li, who was far away in the capital of Xinni, couldn't believe his eyes.

It was a dark hut, and a chandelier hung in the middle of the hut, and the dim light spread a full circle on the ground.

Two simple wooden chairs were placed under the lamp, one of which was a backrest chair and the other was the simplest square stool, they were placed opposite each other, and there was nothing else in the room.

The anchor of Xinni TV broadcast the report in a calm tone: "In response to the many controversies caused by our citizen Mr. Li Jingtian in China, the Chinese police have decided to adopt the method of live broadcast to broadcast the interrogation process of Mr. Li Jingtian to the people of the whole country, and there are still five minutes before the formal interrogation will begin." ”

With trembling hands, Mr. Li dialed the personal phone number of Mr. Xinni's ambassador to China again.

The long blind sound made the old man's hands tremble gradually.

The reason why Ambassador Luo did not answer the phone at the first time was because he was doing something very important.

He walked down the crimson staircase inside the embassy, and behind him, followed by the initiator of this series of events.

"Uncle Luo, where are we going?"

Li Jingtian suddenly had a very bad premonition in his heart, and he almost wanted to escape downstairs immediately......

But suddenly, Mr. Ambassador stepped up the last step, turned his head, and looked at him with a very indifferent gaze that made him dare not make a move.

"We?" Mr. Ambassador pointed to the dark red wooden door at the end of the staircase, which had the same color as the floor, and said to him, "There is no us, only you." ”