The wind and rain outside the window were getting stronger, the wind and the branches and leaves were desperately beating on the window edge, and Zhang Xiaolong stopped his mouth at a very appropriate moment.

Dozens of eyes in the room converged on Lin Chen again.

Suspicious, stunned, and even as if the culprit was someone else, such a gaze is very embarrassing.

Lin Chen's eyes were closed lightly, unmoved.

Only Huang Ze could feel that Lin Chen's body was trembling slightly, very hot and struggling.

Fu Hao was very angry, he grinded his teeth and wanted to speak, but was held down by the torturer.

"Looks like we have to invite Mr. Feng for a cup of tea, don't you say, political commissar?" He rubbed his beard and drew everyone's attention away from Lin Chen.

The commissar's face was very red, but he still pretended to be deep, and after a moment of silence, he said "yes".

Xing Conglian stood up, the chair made a rough sound from the ground, he subconsciously looked in Lin Chen's direction, and wanted to take Lin Chen with him, however, Lin Chen was not looking at him.

Huang Ze put away the notebook, raised his cold face slightly, and said, "Captain Crime, it doesn't seem good to let unrelated people participate in solving the case." ”

"Mr. Lin has played a key role in the investigation of this case, how can he be unrelated to people?"

After listening to the words of the criminal conglian, Huang Ze flipped through the book, as if he had seen some record, but looked up and asked, "It seems that Professor Fu is a specially appointed psychology expert of the police force?" ”

The torturer was speechless for a moment, he wanted to argue again, but saw Lin Chen open his eyes slightly, looked at him, and shook his head.

Fu Hao hurriedly grabbed the torture conglian: "Go away from the old criminal, let's arrest someone!" ”

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The camphor on the side of the road was blown by the wind, the jeep was speeding by, Fu Hao was silent, and the criminal servant only stepped on the accelerator, and the atmosphere in the car was gloomy and frightening.

When encountering a red light, the torturer even made an emergency stop and hammered the horn hard.

"Why don't you explain?"

"Explain what."

"Lin Chen is your senior brother, an expert among experts, why don't you say it!"

"That's Huang Ze, senior brother doesn't speak, what are you doing!" Fu Hao was forced out of anger by the tough attitude of the torture company.

"What's wrong with Huang Ze, you're too scared to open your mouth when you see Huang Ze?"

"Huang Ze, that's Senior Brother's!"

Fu Hao was about to say something, but he saw Xing Conglian's eyes flickering, and he suddenly understood that Xing Conglian was talking nonsense: "Old criminal, you have learned badly!" ”

Fu Hao was so angry that his teeth itched.

"Tell me quickly, what's wrong with Huang Ze and Lin Chen, what is the holiday, and the ...... surnamed Chen" he said, clicked, and dropped the car lock, "If you don't make it clear today, don't think about going out of this door." ”

It is indeed more troublesome for men to gossip than women, because they are very persistent and have a lot of means.

Fu Hao looked at the traffic lights that changed colors, felt the slowly accelerating speed, and sighed long: "Have you heard of the North and South families?" ”

"In which novel?"

Fu Hao looked at the torture conglian with the eyes of an alien, and the unfathomable atmosphere disappeared.

"Old Punishment, you are really a master of the world...... Professor Fu was very helpless, and his tone suddenly calmed down: "Even if you live outside the world, you must know that there are still some big families in this world, they are very rich, and having money means that they are powerful, and it is difficult for ordinary people to contact these people, but once they come into contact, they must be cautious." This is not a novel, this is a reality that is more tumultuous than fiction. ”

"What do you mean?"

"The family of the north and south, Zhou, Wu, Chen Huang." Fu Hao looked ahead, spoke softly, and said eight words.

The sound of rain outside the car was a little loud, and the sound of the engine inside the car was also a little loud, Fu Hao didn't speak, and the torturer didn't even speak.

After a long time, the bearded man pulled over to the side of the road and pulled on the handbrake: "Oh, and then what? ”

His tone was very light, so light that he didn't care, that is, he didn't care.

Fu Hao was suddenly speechless, he thought that his words were cautious enough to be vigilant, but the punishment didn't even seem to be half a sentence to his heart.

"Can you be serious, these four families are very rich."

"They have money, but they don't give me money, what does it have to do with me?"

"So what's relevant to you?"

Zhou Wu ...... What Huang, how did Lin Chen offend them? ”

Fu Hao thought to himself, that is also Lin Chen's problem, and it has nothing to do with you.

"This, I can't say."

"Why can't you say it?"

The school gate of the city is close at hand, and the strong wind blows off the branches all over the ground, and there is a bleak scene in front of you.

Looking at such a scene, people's mood will also be very low.

"Because, someone won't let us talk."

"You're boring."

The convict took a cigarette from the cigarette case, put it in his mouth, and then prepared to open the door and get out of the car.

As soon as he stepped out of the car with one leg, he heard someone behind him ask a question.

"Old Criminal, do you think all men are created equal, and everyone's life is the same?"

"Isn't it?"

"Then the life of the thief, the life of the children of the family, your life and Feng Peilin's life, are they all worth the same?"

―――

In this world, there are many questions that are difficult to answer, and there are many people who are speechless.

In the police office, there are only two people left.

Before the policewoman who wanted to stay and tidy up had no time to lift a chair, she was driven out of the room by the airborne inspector.

Lin Chen felt that someone handed him a glass of water, and the water temperature was very suitable, about 40 degrees.

Even if you drink a glass of water, the only person who has to accurately measure the temperature to a single digit is Huang Ze.

Knowing that it was Huang Ze, Lin Chen withdrew his finger on the paper cup, so the cup of warm water just right fell to the ground, and the water gradually spread everywhere, and even some of it splashed directly on Inspector Huang's straight trousers.

With the flowing water, Huang Ze also laughed: "You are sick." As he spoke, he gently put his hand on Lin Chen's forehead, "High fever, 39.5 degrees." ”

He smiled ambiguously, and his movements were also very intimate, and he was like two people with the cold-faced inspector Fang Cai, and the expression on his whole face was soft, but the slender phoenix eyes were very cold, so cold that they could drip and freeze.

"Huang Ze, you're like this, it's very boring." Lin Chen didn't open Huang Ze's hand, because that would seem too pretentious and contrived,

Huang Ze squatted down in front of Lin Chen, his hands on the handle, almost encircling Lin Chen, he asked, "In the past three years, have you been doing well?" ”

"If I had been doing well, you would have cleaned me up with your own hands, how could you be so relieved?"

"I feel sorry for you." Huang Ze said, leaning forward again, because the distance was too close, he could almost feel Lin Chen's burning and painful breath, he suddenly felt a little soft, so he asked a question: "So, in the past three years, have you ever regretted for a second that you didn't save her?" ”

While waiting for an answer, Huang Ze looked at Lin Chen's chapped lips from high fever, and he thought that if Lin Chen answered yes, then he would definitely pour him another glass of water and force him to drink it.

"Let's say there are 20 people playing on the tracks, and 4 of them are children of rich families, they are very smart and elite in the industry, and they tell the other children that there will be a train passing on this track, and you should go and play on an abandoned track next to it, but the remaining 16 children, for various reasons, did not listen to the advice. So, the four children walked alone to the abandoned railroad tracks. And rightfully so, the train came. If you are standing next to the switcher of the railroad tracks, you can choose to turn the train to the abandoned tracks and sacrifice 4 of them to save more children; On the contrary, if you don't, more children will die. Fu Hao looked at the back of the torture company, and smiled: "Excuse me, what would you do if you encountered such a thing?" ”

His hair was wet from the rain, and half of his body was soaked when he leaned out of the car door, and he maintained this posture like a stone sculpture, as if he had been thinking for a long time.

Finally, I took out my lighter and hit it twice, but it didn't hit.

"I can't answer this question." Poof, the flame finally came out, and he brought the lighter close to the cigarette, lit it for a long time, and then lit it, and he took a puff of smoke, and said, "But I will definitely admire the man who can make a choice." ”

"In this world, not all questions will have answers." Lin Chen stared at Huang Ze's cold eyes, and his tone softened: "Not all answers will distinguish between right and wrong. ”

Huang Ze stood up suddenly, if he wasn't still in the criminal police team, and the surrounding surveillance was tight, he would definitely choke Lin Chen's neck hard.

Xing Conglian is very smart, of course he knows that the story Fu Hao told is not a hypothesis, but a real thing.

It's heavy because it's real.

All questions that torture human nature are naturally heavy.

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Because of the closure of classes, there are no students in the city's elementary school, and there are very few teachers at work.

The class bell rang as usual, and the convict extinguished the cigarette and followed the school security guard to Feng Peilin's office.

The big office was empty, and the convict didn't even need to ask, he recognized Feng Peilin's desk at a glance.

The table was clean, with a light brown top, and nothing on it except a book.

The convict put on his gloves, walked to the window, and picked up the book.

Flipping the cover, there is a sentence written on the title page:

Those who have not gone through the purgatory of passion have never overcome passion, Jung.

The font is delicate, the brushstrokes are delicate, and the person who writes is very serious, and this seriousness represents mockery.

Even without Lin Chen's presence, he could imagine what kind of posture the writer used to sit by the window, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised, writing this line of words.

The torturer was expressionless and began to flip through the book, when a letter suddenly fell out of the book.

The envelope was white and clean.

The letter was not sealed, and the torturer turned the envelope upside down, trembled, and a handful of delicate white sand fluttered down, but other than that, there was nothing.

If the words on the title page represent mockery.

Then the envelope full of white sand is a naked provocation.

"Captain Torture, this is Teacher Xu, and Teacher Feng are in the same office."

The security guard brought a female teacher with a ponytail to the convict company.

"Oh, good." The convict handed the book and envelope to Fu Hao, and sat down with the female teacher.

"I'd like to ask you a few questions about Teacher Feng."

Anyone who faces the police will be nervous, and the female teacher frowned and pursed her lips.

"Teacher Feng, how is he to his students?"

"He is very good to the students, a Chinese teacher, and he is personable and brilliant, and the students like him."

"What is the family situation of Teacher Feng, do you know it?"

"Teacher Feng is not married yet, but it is because of this that she is more popular with female students."

"Then Mr. Feng's words and deeds, is there anything about him that makes you feel that something is not right?" The criminal servant asked.

"If you want to talk about strange places...... the female professor squeezed her eyebrows, as if she remembered something: "Teacher Feng has to call her mother every day, and she has to fix the time, sometimes he is in class, and when the time comes, he will run to the corridor to call his mother." ”

The son is around 35-40 years old and the mother is about 65 years old. The mother was strict with her son.

Xing Conglian suddenly remembered Lin Chen's inference, and couldn't help but glance at Fu Hao.

"What else?" He continued.

"And ......" The female teacher rubbed her nose and said, "Teacher Feng sometimes doesn't pay much attention to people, so he likes to sit by the window and be alone in a daze." ”

"Do you sit like this?"

The convict moved his chair to the side, sat down at Feng Peilin's desk, and looked out the window.

Then, he froze.

Seeing that the torturer was petrified in front of the window, and he didn't speak for a long time, Fu Hao couldn't help but push him: "What's the matter, old criminal?" ”

"Feng Peilin, I'm looking at Lin Chen'......"

The criminal servant pulled Fu Hao to a position at eye level with him and muttered.