0-0 After Lin Chen finished checking the student dormitory as usual, he checked the last space on the roster, then turned to the front page, and looked at the only name that was not checked.

As a school dormitory manager, I am most afraid of encountering this situation.

Just five minutes ago, he received a call from the school teacher, saying that Zheng Xiaoming, a student from Class 3 of the year, did not show up in the classroom for morning reading, and asked him to go to the dormitory to wake up the children who were lying in bed.

But what really surprised him was that after checking the dormitory, he didn't see any students stranded.

The curtains of white flowers on a blue background in the dormitory were blown up by the wind, Lin Chen sighed, he had worked here for three years, and it seemed that it was the first time he had encountered a student missing.

He turned his pen slightly, and he had the impression that Zheng Xiaoming was a fat man with few words, and there was no sign of rebellion, and the school was strictly guarded, and the guards would not easily let the children go out alone, so it seemed that it was more likely to be taken away by parents or kidnapped?

As if to confirm his thoughts, his cell phone rang suddenly.

He took out the phone, and on the screen was an unidentified mobile phone number, which belonged to Hongjing City.

He answered the phone, pressed the record button, and then heard a lazy voice with a long tone coming from the earpiece: "Mr. Lin, do you know Zheng Xiaoming?" ”

"Acquaintance."

"Oh, Xiao Ming is in my hand now, please wear your wallet and come to Yanjia Lane Cangshui Bridge to claim it, thank you for your cooperation."

After the other party finished speaking, he simply hung up the phone.

Lin Chen looked at the string of numbers on the screen, and didn't react for a while.

Compared with the first time he encountered a student missing, it was also the first time he encountered such a freewheeling "kidnapper".

However, he only hesitated for a moment whether he should call the police, grabbed his wallet, and took the bus out.

The kidnappers had a good day, the trees were very green and the flowers were red, and even the river under the Cangshui Bridge was as bright as freshly wiped glass.

As if he had been spotted, he had just walked onto the stone bridge when the phone rang again.

Mr. Kidnapper's voice was hoarse and calm: "Mr. Lin, please turn left, I will be waiting for you inside the sixth door." ”

Probably all kidnappers love to command others, and before Lin Chen could think deeply about the cold joke about the "Six Doors", the door number of No. 6 Yanjia Lane had already appeared in front of him.

Pink walls and tiles, old doors and windows.

The wooden door creaked open, and he looked up to see a bearded man standing in the doorframe.

The man held a cigarette in his left hand, supported the door frame with his right hand, the sun fell from the sky, his sleepy eyes were worried, but his eye sockets were very deep, those eyes were vaguely a little lake green, his eyes were very unscrupulous, and because of his unscrupulousness, he looked chic and uninhibited, as if this day, this water, this city full of spring, are all things that can be easily discarded.

A man who doesn't care about anything he sees probably won't really kidnap an 80-pound little fat man.

Lin Chen said very calmly: "I'm here to pick up the little ghost in your house, thank you for taking him in."

After he finished speaking, he bowed slowly, but he didn't hear the expected polite response, he looked up, only to see the other party stuffing the cigarette into his mouth, and the three free fingers were pressed together, and rubbed them gently.

Obviously, the phrase "bring your wallet" is not a joke.

Lin Chen was a little speechless, but he still put his hand into the pocket of his cargo pants, took out a dark purple note with a missing corner, and said, "It's exactly five yuan." ”

The man took the money and put it in his trouser pocket again, not ashamed, he raised his hand to take a puff of cigarette, and then moved to the side, but his hand was still on the door frame.

Lin Chen bowed slightly in thanks, squeezed into the room from under the man's arm, and walked straight inside.

On the plank bed on the side of the river, he saw a pouting little buttocks.

"Skipping school is not a good thing."

He sat down on the edge of the bed, reached out and fished out Zheng Xiaoming, who was loading an ostrich, put the person on the bed and straightened it, then bent down, picked up the shoes on the ground, put them on the children's feet, and continued: "Of course, if it is a man, it is understandable to make a mistake occasionally. He patiently tied his shoelaces and said, "But the problem is, first of all, I don't like going out, and secondly, I'm really poor, so sneaking away is a better way to deal with it than to call me." ”

His voice was very soft, and the little fat man looked at the man who was still smoking at the door, and wanted to cry.

Lin Chen glanced at the little fat man, then at the man who seemed to be smiling, and finally his gaze fell on a set of navy blue uniforms in the corner of the room.

When a normal well-meaning citizen picks up a lost child, his first reaction should be to send it to the police station, so a citizen who can torture the child about the dormitory manager's phone and personally wait for someone to come to pick him up is obviously not well-intentioned.

Lin Chen retracted his gaze, took the child's hand, and turned around to leave.

Just as he was about to step through the door of the first room, he heard a click, and then his wrist was cold, and there was an extra pair of silver shackles on his wrist.

Lin Chen looked at the child on his lap and said helplessly: "Of course, if you provoke the police, don't slip away, it would be more appropriate to be coquettish and cute and hug your thighs." ”

"Mr. Lin is such a wonderful person, why don't you have a cup of tea together?" The police officer on the side spoke slowly.

"I'm not a good fit to go to the police." Lin Chen thought about it seriously and replied.

"I'll get used to it after a few more visits." The other party said with a smile.

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There are many people who may never have been to the police station in their entire lives, and it would be more appropriate to say that many people have never been in the interrogation room of a police station in their entire lives.

Therefore, if you can solve the problem by being coquettish and cute, don't make a big deal about it, after all, the interrogation room of the police station is always very gloomy and depressing.

There will be iron bars on the windows, facing you on the wall, there will be big words such as leniency in confession and strictness in resistance, and the awe-inspiring police will ask you to explain things clearly, and at the same time, you may be quietly watched by many people.

Zhang Xiaolong is an ordinary female policeman in the Hongjing City Criminal Police Team.

She was standing outside the one-way glass, monitoring the suspect's every move in the interrogation room.

She lowered her head from time to time, recording something in her notebook, perhaps because she was too serious, until a low and hoarse voice came, and she realized that two people had come to her side at some point.

"How's it going?"

Zhang Xiaolong turned his head and looked at the handsome side face of the new captain, and then blushed very unproductively, but as a strictly trained police academy student, she quickly adjusted her mentality and reported: "Captain, the person you brought has been sitting for an hour and thirteen minutes, and he just looked at the photo like that!" Zhang Xiaolong hurriedly looked at the table below, and flipped through two more pages of notes, "According to your request, no one talked to him, and someone went in to deliver water half an hour ago, but he didn't drink it." Oh, the photo he saw the most was the third one, it's really weird, Captain, there must be something wrong with this guy! ”

The little girl pressed the ballpoint pen twice, looked at the young man in the interrogation room, and said with some excitement.

To be honest, Zhang Xiaolong actually didn't have any ill feelings towards that young man, after all, the other party was the Sven style she liked very much.

The young man's hair was very dark, his pupils were even darker, he was a little thin, and his figure was not tall, but perhaps it was his calm face or perhaps his serious eyes that made him look solemn and stable, like a pine in the mountains or a bamboo by the lake, when the wind blows, there is a very clean atmosphere.

If it's just like this, it's really nothing suspicious at all, but he has been sitting in the interrogation room for so long, and he really only stared at three photos, not noisy, not even raising his head, how can a normal person have such good patience?

So it's still not normal!

Zhang Xiaolong thought so, and her eyes also looked at the three photos on the table.

In the first photo, there is a serene old man lying on the bed, wearing a royal blue shroud, looking as if he had just fallen asleep.

The second photo shows the old man lying in a morgue because he also has a body with a white sheet next to him.

If the first two photos are a bit cold, the third one looks weird.

In the first two photos, the old man is lying flat in a shop, the old man is wearing an old navy blue uniform, he is lying on the ground, there is a little blood around him, if you look closely at the photos, you will find that the old man has a pocket on one side, and there is white sand flowing all over the ground.

……

If the photos are placed in chronological order, it means that the elderly man who was lying in the hospital morgue was carried from the hospital to the troublesome street for some reason.

Ordinary people obviously don't have this kind of fetish, and if it's not a medical trouble, it's a big problem.

But no matter what the trouble is, it's all a matter for the police, and it doesn't seem to have anything to do with a small dormitory manager like him?

Lin Chen pondered, and the door of the interrogation room was pushed open with a creak.

He looked up and saw a policewoman sitting down in front of him.

"Lin Chen, where are you between 1 and 3 p.m. on September 7?"

The female police officer's voice was crisp, and she had already spoken before she could even open the papers.

"In the city's small dormitory management station." Lin Chen glanced at the photo again, looked at the policewoman in front of him, and replied slowly.

The female police officer was very beautiful, with long black hair, white earlobes, and a small wireless headset tucked into those round white ears.

"Can anyone testify?" The policewoman hurriedly interrupted him and continued, "You said you were in the dormitory station, who can testify?" ”

"At the time you said, I was alone in the dormitory station, and the students were all in class, and there was really no one to testify."

After Lin Chen finished answering, it was obvious that she saw that the policewoman was a little depressed, she lowered her head and pressed the pen, and continued to ask according to the questions in the notebook: "Then, you haven't been to the Third Hospital recently?" ”

Obviously, someone wrote the question in advance and sent his subordinates to ask for a confession, so of course the leader stood behind the one-way glass and observed his every move.

Just for the sake of a corpse that has been moved, there is obviously no need to go to such great lengths.

"Tell me, why did you arrest me?" Lin Chen interrupted the policewoman's question.

The policewoman's eyes wandered, and she subconsciously looked at the glass wall on the side of the interrogation room.

Lin Chen leaned forward, probably understanding what this was for: "I heard that recently, in the morgue of the Third Hospital, there will always be neatly dressed male corpses, and there will always be a handful of white sand next to the corpse. He stared into the policewoman's eyes, then leaned back in her chair, "This is a very strange thing, if the city bureau finds it tricky, they will probably turn to two kinds of people - one is a Taoist priest and the other is a psychologist...... So, your partner is H big, right? ”

Zhang Xiaolong's eyes widened, staring at Lin Chen as if she was perverted, and suddenly, she pressed the headset, as if she had received some instructions from it, she stood up suddenly, turned around and left.

Lin Chen turned sideways, aimed at the one-way glass, and said lightly: "Come out, don't hide." ”

Moments later, the door to the interrogation room was opened again.

A slightly chubby man pushed the door in, he was holding a hot water bottle in his left hand and a freshly washed porcelain cup in his right hand, he put the cup on the table, took out a paper bag of tea from his pocket and poured it into the cup, and then quickly poured in the hot water. After doing all this, he bent down and handed out the teacup very respectfully, his voice trembling a little: "Master...... Senior Brother ......"

"It turned out to be Professor Fu." Lin Chen didn't take the teacup, and his tone was a little cold.

"Senior brother...... I didn't catch you! "As the only criminal psychology expert hired by the municipal bureau, Fu Hao rarely has a time when he is at a loss in the police station." Why are you arresting me? Lin Chen asked neatly.

"It's a handful of sand."

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