The world is big, and there are many stories here, and you have to find an answer in thousands of stories, which is more difficult than looking for a needle in a haystack.

Lin Chen followed behind Xing Conglian, thinking that the other party was so reasonable, and he was in a hurry, probably in a hurry to find the answer, but he didn't expect that Xing Conglian took him around the parking lot and walked straight to the canteen of the management center.

After the meal, the window of the canteen for cooking has long been closed, and in the small supermarket at the door, the cat and the old aunt who are watching the store are dozing together, and the lights are not even turned on.

The convict went into the small supermarket for a turn, and when he came out, he had two more bowls of instant noodles with hot water in his hand, and they were braised beef-flavored.

Lin Chen wanted to go over to help, but Xing Conglian tapped his pocket with his elbow.

Lin Chen then understood, put his hand into the pocket of the mixed-race young man's long windbreaker, and unexpectedly, touched an unopened box of cigarettes.

When people are irritable, they do become much more addicted to smoking. He patiently unwrapped the plastic package, took out one of them, and stuffed them into the mouth of Xing Conglian, who turned around for another half circle, let him take a lighter in another pocket, and then bowed his head slightly, and put the cigarette in his hand.

With a click, the flame lit a cigarette, and in the dim space, the mixed-race young man's eyes were lowered, and his eyelashes were a little long, and the eyes covered by the slender eyelashes were full of green, clear as water, this was a very ordinary action, Lin Chen felt that his heartbeat suddenly increased a little.

He withdrew his hand and, naturally, put the lighter back in his pocket.

The torturer took a deep breath of his cigarette and suddenly became satisfied. He didn't speak, he was smoking very seriously, and then took Lin Chen back to the car.

He put down the two bowls of instant noodles, patted the hood, patted it, and asked, "Can you go up yourself?" ”

Xing Conglian drove an off-road vehicle with a very high chassis, Lin Chen was a little speechless, thinking that I can't go up, can you still carry me up, he thought like this, supported the cover with one hand, stepped on the bumper, and sat on the hood.

When he sat down, he found out why the torturer chose this place.

The jeep is parked in front of the reeds, there are egrets skimming the sky in the distance, and the afternoon sun is warm and the breeze is blowing, which is very suitable, comfortable and pleasant. He picked up the instant noodles beside him, shifted his position, and let the torturer Lian jump up and sit up.

The instant noodles were still hot, and when the lid of the bowl was lifted, the heat came to the face, and the torturer Lian handed over the fork very intimately, and the two of them did not speak, and began to eat the belated lunch silently.

After eating two bites, Lin Chen realized that he was really too hungry, the spicy soup and flexible noodles entered his stomach, and the nervousness and exhaustion were finally relieved.

"I've known you for so long, and I still don't know where you're from?" The convict took two bites in a row, and suddenly asked.

The wind is soft, the reeds are green, and this sentence is like ordinary small talk.

"My family is in spring."

After Lin Chen finished answering this sentence, he suddenly remembered that the other party actually took out his mobile phone, made a call, and waited for a few minutes to know all his information, then, this seemingly casual question, was actually to sue him, he did not use those investigation methods to explore his past.

Sure enough, after saying this, Xing Conglian continued to eat noodles very quietly and did not say anything more. Lin Chen also noticed that although he was only eating a bowl of instant noodles, his back was straight, his hand holding the food was very steady, and the frequency of eating was also very steady, and he had a sense of not moving like a mountain. Lin Chen suddenly remembered that a long time ago, when the teacher joked, he said that eating and making love can best see a person's character, so Lin Chen thought that the punishment of Lian Lian is indeed terrifying.

However, Lin Chen's emotion only lasted for a short time, because the torture conglian quickly finished eating the noodles, and even drank the noodle soup completely. He put the bowl down and lay down on the hood, looking as if he was really going to sleep.

"Did you psychologists say that if you can't figure out something, you have to change your mind?"

Lin Chen glanced at him and nodded: "Because mindsets sometimes hinder people from generating new ideas, so ......"

Before he could finish speaking, his elbow was pulled, and the torturer Lian didn't know when he got up, took down the instant noodle bowl in his hand, put it on the edge of the wiper, and then couldn't help but say something, and pulled him to lie down together.

"Let's get some sleep, then." Torture Conglian said.

In this way, Lin Chen was inexplicably forced to lie on the hood, and even more inexplicably, there was a man lying next to him.

The hood is still very cold, and the wind blowing in it, mixed with the familiar smell of mint tobacco and instant noodles, is very clean and warm, and even reassuring, so reassuring that you don't have to think about anything.

Lin Chen felt a little drowsy, but in his ears, he suddenly remembered a familiar low voice.

"You're not really going to fall asleep, are you?"

Nonsense......

"I just thought to myself, since he asked us to find an answer, can I understand that he is actually looking for help from the police after he is desperate?"

Lin Chen opened his eyes slightly: "It seems that you can think so." ”

"Since he wants to seek help from the police, then when he called the police, he actually made it clear what he wanted to express, according to your words, he has put all the clues in front of us."

"Yes, that's right."

"The clue he gave us, the first is the Hongjing Expressway, because there is no doubt that all the incidents happened on this highway."

"Hmm."

You also analyze that if he can convince those people, then his reasons must be heavy, and then the things in this world that can make people feel heavy must be related to life and death. Therefore, it is ...... that something happens on the highway that is related to life and death. ”

"Car accident?" Lin Chen instantly sobered up, "You mean, he wants us to find the truth about a certain car accident?" ”

"If I'm thinking correctly, then the reason why he's looking for a reporter is to get revenge on the public, and he wants to discredit the person who started the crash, or who was behind it."

Lin Chen thought about it and felt that this idea was really clear, so he said, "It makes sense, then it will trouble the dynasty again." ”

"It's his pleasure." Xing Conglian said, took out his mobile phone, and dialed the number of the tech house again.

The dynasty was depressed, really depressed.

"You check how many car accidents have occurred on the Hongjing Expressway in a year now." The voice of the torture conglian came from the mobile phone, Wang Chaoben was holding the mobile phone between his shoulders and ears, hearing this, he felt even more tired, "Head, do you make it, even if there are three car accidents a day, there will be thousands of car accidents on this highway in a year." ”

"Be quiet and listen to me." The convict sat up cross-legged, "First of all, rule out accidents in which there are no casualties. ”

"Hmmm......"

"Then, filter the list of casualties to see if there are any students or teachers from Fengjing School."

"Eh, head, tune jù and check it takes time, you have to wait for me to do it."

"I know, finally, you have to filter the list of all the families of the car accident casualties to see if there are 15-18 year olds in the family members, and if so, to see if there are any students from Maple View School among them."

"Oh, I see what you mean, but I'm on the highway, and the wireless signal isn't very good, so you'll have to wait a little longer."

From the microphone, Xing Conglian keenly noticed some abnormalities: "Didn't you follow Lao Peng and their car?" ”

"No, Boss Peng seems to be almost at the scene of the hostage-taking, and Manager Yang said that he would be fine when he went back anyway, so he borrowed a car to send me over......" Wang Chao casually reported and hung up the phone.

The torturer moved the phone down his ear, frowned slightly, and did not speak.

"What's wrong?" Lin Chen asked.

"I suddenly remembered that the kidnappers actually sent us a clue."

"Huh?"

"A car tablet."

In fact, at the earliest, the teenager used extremely rugged means to deliver a car tablet to the police. But Dynasty has carefully checked, except for the strange driving route recorded by GPS, there is no abnormal information in this car tablet.

"Didn't you ever say that this slab has gone through a complicated and strange route that can't be completed by manpower?"

Xing Conglian glanced at him, suddenly rubbed the board on his head, and jumped out of the car: "The power of one person, of course, there is no way to complete this, in fact, it is very simple, navigation is based on the highway to calculate the route, but he can jump off the high-speed ultra-short road, and then he only needs to pass this tablet to someone, and then that person will pass it to the next person, after a few passes, of course, the route will become unpredictable." ”

"Someone is helping him." Lin Chen sat up, but did not move.

What do you want to do, and what reasons do you use to convince these people to come together to help you?

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Xing Conglian drove the car onto the highway again, this time he didn't have to hurry, he drove slowly and leisurely in a leisurely manner.

The time that should pass will still pass minute by minute, and it is much closer to the agreed ninety minutes, and in the face of the torrent of time, no matter how much effort and thinking it is, it always seems to be a drop in the bucket.

The spring breeze and the scent of grass untimely relax the body and mind, and outside the window were reeds taller than a man, and the young man, perhaps hiding in one of the grass, was playing a game with the children, but perhaps the next moment, a sniper's bullet would pierce his head.

Because without answers, there is no happy ending.

The road ahead was brightly shiny by the sun, as if there was a thin layer of wax, as if something had happened, the speed of the traffic gradually slowed down, and the rear of the car not far away was lit up with red lights, and the torturer even braked from time to time to avoid collisions, but finally stopped.

At the moment when he stopped, the traffic in front of him suddenly moved again.

There was a black Buick parked in front of him, and the black Buick was just about to start, when the bus in the right lane suddenly stopped, and instantly stopped half of the car.

The Buick driver, who was already waiting a little anxiously, stepped on the accelerator in anger when he met Gase, unwilling to give in.

Who knew that the driver of the bus refused to stop, and there was a loud bang, and the Buick and the bus collided solidly.

Because the gap between the models was too large, the Buick car flattened half of its head, the windshield was shattered, and the passengers on the bus were suddenly in a car accident, and they were all stunned.

Seeing this situation, the driver of the bus immediately opened the door and jumped out of the car, kicking the front of the Buick: ", you don't want to kill Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu has a car of people, do you want to die!" ”

The hot bus driver scolded that it was not enough, and when he saw that the Buick driver seemed to be stuck in the cab, he kicked the door hard, as if he was going to tamp the door.

At this moment, the angry bus driver suddenly felt a tightness in his neck, and he was instantly overturned and re-grounded, and he just wanted to get up, but his back hurt and he was pressed to the ground.

The prisoner released his knees, held down the hands of the bus driver, took out the handcuffs and restrained the person, and his movements were as smooth as a cloud, decisive and swift.

He stood up and returned to the Buick, the airbags in the cab were all popped, and the driver was stuck and unable to move.

Lin Chen was knocking on the window, as if asking the driver about the car's physical injuries.

At this moment, the sound of a siren suddenly sounded in the reverse lane, and the convict looked back, staring at the flashing police lights coming from afar, and frowned.