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"When are you going to take notes, we're going to go home in a hurry!" Some passengers were holding paper cups, and their tones were slightly impatient.

"That's it, just leave two people down and talk about it!" The passenger on the side echoed.

"Wait a minute." The policewoman smiled very softly, "The colleagues of the forensic department in front have not finished cleaning up the scene, the speed limit on the highway is passing, and the newly transferred cars from the passenger transport department are also blocked in the middle of the road."

"And the forensic department, like filming TV!"

"It's been almost two hours, and it's not done yet?"

"Why are you fighting like this, we're fine, the children are just playing pranks!"

Several older women expressed their opinions in twos and threes, Lin Chen was still sitting in a very corner, the corner was a little cold, but it was also very quiet, he observed everyone's expressions very carefully, and a strange feeling gradually rose in his heart.

When the robbery was brought up again, everyone was relaxed and indifferent, not only did they not have any post-traumatic stress reaction, but they blamed the police for making a fuss. His gaze finally fell on the policewoman's face, and the policewoman gently pulled her long hair behind her ears, but unfortunately, he did not find any nervous or dignified emotions on the beautiful face of the policewoman.

Then, the reason why everyone is still here now, except for the order of the criminal slave company, is probably really because of the traffic jam in the rear.

Lin Chen gradually felt that the situation was a little serious.

He looked out the window, and there were turquoise reeds that stretched to the ends of heaven and earth, rippling like the sea when the wind blew.

The space gradually became quiet, and then it became too quiet.

Suddenly, Lin Chen heard some footsteps coming from downstairs, it was a typical sound of police leather boots hitting the marble floor, and the sound became more and more dense, there seemed to be a lot of people coming downstairs, it should be the police brigade arrived.

The men stepped into the hall, walked around the corner, and went upstairs......

Realizing this, Lin Chen suddenly felt nervous, this nervousness would not make his hands sweat and his body tremble, but it was enough to interrupt all his thoughts in an instant, he obviously felt that his heart was beating fast, his brain was very blank, and any psychological adjustment method he had learned, even at this moment, would not be recalled.

He's nervous, he's nervous because of someone that's coming.

Click.

The leather boots stepped on the last step, and Lin Chen subconsciously raised his head.

If the feeling of nervousness is a conditioned reflex for no reason, then the fading of tension is only a momentary thing.

The figure at the top of the staircase is very tall, like a lonely peak piled up with rocks, and it is also very steep, like a frosty winter night.

The man's police uniform was straight, the silver star on his shoulder was shining, the man's surname was Huang, Zhou Wu Chen Huang's Huang.

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When he received a call from the dynasty, the convict Lian Gang walked into Fengjing School.

"It's not good for the boss, Inspector Huang is going to take the expert to the rest stop to make a record, you go quickly, I'm afraid that my family Ah Chen will be murdered when it's late!"

On the other end of the phone, Wang Chao spit out a bunch of words like a cannonball, because his pronunciation was too fast, and the torture slave company didn't hear it too clearly: "Which inspector did you say?" ”

"Huang Ze Huang Ze Huang Ze!" Wang Dynasty is almost dying, "I have already sent your mobile phone the best driving route for high-speed traffic jams, thank you!" ”

Before Wang Dynasty's words fell, Xing Conglian heard a new message reminder ringing on his mobile phone, and he looked down to see that it was a new email.

"Is something happening, Captain Torture?" Yang Dianfeng seemed to vaguely feel that the voice on the other end of the phone was urgent, and couldn't help but ask with concern.

The convict frowned, then quickly turned around and ran towards the jeep on the side of the road.

The spring breeze outside the school is because of the noise of young people, and the noise in the cafeteria is all because of the arrival of several policemen

Travelers in a corner of the hall stood up one after another, daylight pouring in through the floor-to-ceiling windows and the high transparent ceiling, and Huang Ze stood at the top of the stairs, but could not hear any sound around him.

The sunlight was too bright, and the beige marble reflected most of the light, and Huang Ze felt that something had pierced his eyes, and he was in a trance.

He seemed to see Lin Chen, and it was indeed Lin Chen.

But Lin Chen's body should obviously be in the rolling river, and Lin Chen's soul should be in some cemetery......

But Lin Chen stood in the middle of the passengers, his eyes were clear, and his hair was slightly moist from the sun.

Huang Ze suddenly wanted to laugh.

He saw Lin Chen put down the paper cup in his hand, turned around and put on a scarf for the old man beside him, and said something that seemed to soothe his emotions, and then walked over slowly.

Sure enough, it was Lin Chen, even if he told a big lie, even if he was hit on the spot, he was still unshocked and unapologetic.

Lin Chen got closer and closer, and Huang Ze's fists clenched tighter and tighter.

Finally, Lin Chen finally stopped in front of him.

He looked at Lin's eyes condescendingly, trying in vain to see any apologies or guilt in them, but no, Lin Chen was still very calm and indifferent, so indifferent that he seemed to be looking at a stranger.

At that moment, Huang Ze could no longer restrain the anger in his heart, and he swung his fist violently, hitting Lin Chen on the cheek.

It was a punch that used all his strength, beating Lin Chen violently, but he didn't relieve his hatred, he saw Lin Chen cover his face and take two steps back, clenched his fists again, and swung forward.

Lin Chen was beaten a little dazed, pain was secondary, his eyes fell into a brief darkness, and he lost any ability to move, he realized that Huang Ze threw his fist at him again, he felt that he should dodge, but his body didn't listen to the command at all.

However, the second punch did not come as scheduled, Huang Ze's brain didn't know what was wrong, his fist seemed to change position in mid-air and fell on his shoulder, and he was directly buckled.

When Lin Chen reacted, his tinnitus was very severe, his face was hot and painful, and his mouth was full of bloody taste.

He felt his face pressed against some hard fabric, and it wasn't until the sound of his heartbeat came that he realized that he was being held tightly by Huang Ze.

"Why don't you die?" He heard Huang Ze whispering in his ear.

He could clearly feel that Huang Ze's voice was a little choked, but what was he choking on?

Lin Chen felt strange and embarrassed, he didn't know where to put his hands, but Huang Ze didn't mean to let go.

In the end, it was a problem from someone next to him who rescued him.

"You're Lin Chen?"

The person who spoke had a head full of fluffy and messy curly hair, which almost covered his eyes, and Lin Chen glanced at the other party.

Huang Ze woke up like a dream, and pushed him away like garbage.

Lin Chen covered his face and looked up, and saw a head of fluffy and messy curls.

"You really didn't die, Inspector Huang was still sad for a long time?" The man's tone was casual, as if he had expected this.

"I forgot to introduce myself, my name is Jiang Zhe." Seeing that he didn't react, he was a little stunned, and Jiang Zhe showed a hint of mockery on his face, "The new psychological consultant of the Hongjing City Bureau." ”

Oh, it turned out to be a colleague of the criminal company.

Lin Chen nodded and naturally stretched out his hand.

However, Jiang Zhe did not stretch out his hand: "In the 1111 extraordinarily large murder case, your suspicion has not been cleared, and I will not shake hands with the murderer." ”

Jiang Zhe's voice was very loud, and all the eyes in the hall gathered towards him.

Oh, sure enough, it's Huang Ze's friend.

Lin Chen withdrew his hand and bowed very politely, since he had said hello and had nothing else to say, he walked towards his seat.

"Why are you here, is this carjacking related to you, you still want to be famous so much!"

Jiang Zhe asked a series of questions behind him, Lin Chen had to stop and turn around again, looking at Jiang Zhe's slightly raised eyebrows and mocking lips, he thought seriously for a while before he replied seriously: "No, I just happened to pass by, a victim who was not so lucky." ”

As if he was enraged, Jiang Zhe raised his voice suddenly: "Yes, victim, you were also a victim in Feng Peilin's case last time, I have read the file, and you are still jumping into the river with the victim in your arms!" You're so intuitive, would you be unaware that someone was observing you for three years? You are basically helping Feng Peilin escape for his life, but in the end, Feng Peilin died, and the result was not good, it's just that the idiot policeman won't suspect you! ”

Jiang Zhe spoke quickly, his voice was very cold, and the whole glass window seemed to be shaking, because the voice was too loud, he was also very tired, so he paused.

At this moment, a very light and casual voice came from downstairs: "Eh, Expert Jiang, it's not good to speak ill of people behind your back." ”

Jiang Zhe was stunned.

Lin Chen was also stunned.

The convict pulled over to the side of the road, stepped out of the door, took two steps, and stopped under a plane tree.

There was a flower stall under the tree, the little girl who sold flowers wore a velvet hat, her face was red from the cold, and when she saw him, the girl smiled sweetly, and he took out ten yuan, and the little girl handed a bouquet of lilies as usual.

Lily still smelled of dew, and he rubbed the top of the girl's hair, then turned and walked deeper into the flower street.

At the end of this flower street, there is a hidden cemetery, and as you get closer, the fragrance of flowers will gradually fade away, and the smell of fireworks will become stronger.

This cemetery is not in the suburbs of the beautiful mountains and rivers, but near a large river with a bridge on the river, called Taiqian.

It has been more than half a year since Lin Chen fell from the Taiqian Bridge into the river.

The lake rustled and licked the pebbles on the shore, and the torturer walked through the scattered tombstones, and in front of the tombstone closest to the shore of the lake, he stopped and lowered the lily in his hand.

There wasn't even a photograph of the tombstone, and the surname was painted red with ink, perhaps because of too much oil paint from the drawing, and tiny ink stains leaked from the edges of the name, like the tentacles of some insect.

He sat casually cross-legged in front of the tombstone, then lit a cigarette and let the flames burn out inch by inch.

That day, after Lin Chen and Feng Peilin fell off the bridge, they searched the river for a long time, but only found Feng Peilin's body.

For the first time, he experienced the journey from full of hope to disillusionment.

Until now, he sometimes remembered Lin Chen's face when he fell into the river.

He had seen the faces of many people before they died, but he had never seen anyone as calm and calm as Lin Chen, as if he was just going out for breakfast, as if the autumn leaves should fall from the branches.

He often wondered if Lin Chen hadn't died at all, after all, they hadn't caught any corpses. Then maybe one day, Lin Chen will stand in front of this clothed mound, pick up the lily in front of the tombstone, and sniff it gently.

Therefore, he likes to come here very much, even if he doesn't do anything, he can be in a daze.

This feeling is comfortable,

He sat in front of Lin Chen's grave, looking around aimlessly.

At that moment, the phone in his trouser pocket suddenly began to vibrate.

"Boss, he's here again." That's what the other end of the line said.

"...... in the ten-way section of Hongjing Expressway"

"There were no casualties."

He hung up the phone, stared at the tombstone, took a deep puff of the cigarette at hand, and then threw the cigarette butt on the ground and stomped on the spark with his heel.

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The Hongjing City Criminal Police Team looked no different from Lin Chen when he left.

In the office, most of the police officers have been dispatched, leaving only one technician watching the video.

The torturer even snatched the iced lemon tea in Wang Dynasty's hand and poured it violently, so cold that his teeth were about to chatter.

"Boss, although you don't dislike me, it doesn't mean that I don't dislike you, please buy a cup yourself, okay!" Wang Chao snatched back the iced tea with one hand, and changed the mouth of the cup in disgust, and the other hand did not leave the mouse.

"How's it going, still that kid?"

"See for yourself." Wang Chao said, clicked on a video, and started playing.

It was an edited video of a passenger car on the highway for eight minutes.

It was six o'clock in the morning, the stars and the moon had just disappeared, and the two sides of the highway were full of soft reeds, and whenever a passenger car passed by, the reeds near the side of the road would sway like waves.

There were a lot of people in the car, because the seats were too full, the water vapor in the breath of people condensed into a layer of mist on the windows, most of the passengers were resting with their eyes closed, and the air seemed to be full of drowsiness.

On the seat by the window, a woman with a child tears open the lollipop package, and the little girl takes the cantaloupe milk-flavored candy and licks it to the heart's content.

Suddenly, a huge street sign with white letters on a green background appeared outside the window, because the speed of the car was too fast, the street sign flashed away in a flash, except for the huge font that left a light afterimage on the retina.

The sign seemed to have activated a wonderful spell, the fog outside the window seemed to seep into the carriage at once, the surveillance screen began to shake violently, the video screen became blurry, the curtains flew up, and the passengers all leaned to the left.

The sound then pierced the eardrums, and the driver slammed the steering wheel, and the horn and the screeching sound of the brakes were deafening.

The candy in the little girl's hand fell to the ground, and the creamy lollipop was stained with fine fluff and dust from the carpet, and kept rolling towards the back row.

After the bus stopped in the temporary parking strip, the passengers woke up from a dream, and they hurriedly checked left and right, only to find after a while that there seemed to be no other vehicles around.

The road was empty, frighteningly empty.

They then subconsciously looked at the driver, and several young and strong young men stood up against the back of the seat in front of them, as if they would rush out immediately if there was danger.

However, they were all stunned, because they saw a gun, a gun against the driver's temple.

At some point, someone touched the driver's seat.

It was a very young boy who wore a cashmere scarf of soot. The scarf covers the mouth and nose, revealing only slightly raised eyes, and those eyes are like moist glass, which makes people want to kiss.

I saw him lean close to the driver's ear and seemed to say something.

In a society governed by the rule of law, gun control is strict, and most people have never seen a pistol in person, let alone encountered a loaded pistol in a real road robbery.