The time is close to the end of August, this year, not only Wen Mo is begging for a hard time under Cui Zhijia, but also the leaders and colleagues of Wen Mo in City B are not having a good time.

If Wen Mo saw Li Xiangyue at this time, he would definitely not believe his eyes. This old man, who has always been in good spirits and optimistic, is full of silver hair at this time, and he doesn't know how many wrinkles have been added to his forehead and the corners of his eyes. Once again, he put down the receipt of the investigation report in his hand, rubbed his temples tiredly, and sighed heavily.

The Criminal Psychology Research Office of City B has long existed in name only, and he is the only one left!

At the beginning, Wen Mo's phone call asked him to rush to Cui Zhijia's house to catch the number one criminal on the national wanted warrant, Maihemuti, and he participated in the interrogation with experts from the National Security Bureau, and the location was of course kept secret from the outside world.

Maihemuti is also tough enough, no matter whether the experts are moving with affection or seducing him to benefit, he is indifferent, holding his proud head high, and the smile full of sarcasm on the corner of his mouth is very piercing.

The prisoners who can make the interrogation experts of the National Security Bureau come forward are not good stubble, and these experts have long known in their hearts, of course, they will not do some spring and autumn daydreams that can get all the confessions as soon as they come up, but they don't have much time, and when they took over the interrogation work, they already knew that the madman Maihemuti had put three ** in an unknown place in City B, because these bombs were originally munitions and had great power, as long as one of them was successfully detonated in the densely populated City B, City B would become the second New York, Everything was like a repeat of 911.

Thinking about the possible number of victims, thinking about the bad effects caused by this, and thinking about the fact that once the conspiracy to buy Hemuti succeeded, the rest of the separatists were ready to move, and the hearts of everyone present could not help but sink.

Unlike the prisoners he tried before, he had no family to worry about, he had always behaved as desireless, not afraid of death, not loving money, having no feelings, and was not close to his subordinates, nor showed any mercy for those who wanted to kill, from the 80-year-old to the swaddling baby. What could impress such a cold-blooded, ruthless and determined terrorist?

For a moment, there was silence in the interrogation room, except for the uniform ticking sound of the watch on the table, reminding everyone present to hurry up.

Li Xiangyue smoked cigarettes one after another, making the interrogation room full of smoke, and several interrogation experts coughed slightly unbearably, but Maihemuti even swept the corners of his eyes.

Originally, Wen Mo didn't let him smoke more, after all, he was also a little older, and his body had injuries from the police in his early years, so he usually had to sneak a cigarette if he wanted to. But now he can't take care of it so much, Wen Mo dropped an unclear word and disappeared, she has never had a good impression of Cui Zhijia, what does it mean to make this call in the end? There are also three bombs hanging over everyone's heads in City B, and with her enthusiasm for work, there is no reason to drop the chain at this critical moment. It's really a stinky girl who doesn't make people worry, let me think about you with this old bone, don't come back quickly!

No matter how hard the interrogators tried, Maihemuti never mentioned anything about the bomb. Or when Li Xiangyue couldn't help but ask Wen Mo's whereabouts, Mai Hemuti lazily withdrew his gaze that had been looking at the ceiling, looked at the inconspicuous Li Xiangyue for a long time, and then suddenly realized: "Oh~ You are Wen Mo's old leader, right?" Just now I wondered why I was caught by her, and she didn't come to judge me when she had such a big credit in front of me. Call her, and maybe she'll make me happy, and I'll tell you what you want to know. ”

Several interrogation experts exchanged glances, nodded slightly, and the expert sitting next to Li Xiangyue whispered in his ear: "Director Li, call Wen Mo, there is a familiar face interrogating, he may explain a little bit, our time is tight." ”

Li Xiangyue didn't worry about Wen Mo, got up and went out to call.

At that time, Wen Mo had already fallen into a coma, her mobile phone was thrown away as early as when she was caught by Maihemuti and his gang, and Cui Zhijia threw away her mobile phone after Wen Mo made the call, Li Xiangyue was destined to find no one.

"Hello, the phone you are calling has been turned off, please call again later." Li Xiangyue didn't give up and dialed over and over again, but in exchange for always a mechanical answer.

Putting down the phone helplessly, Li Xiangyue returned to the house and shook his head slightly at the expectant eyes of everyone.

Half of the interrogation experts present did not know Wen Mo, although they were in the same national security system, but they had never seen it, they only knew that it was a young criminal psychology expert, who seemed to have some ability, these people were usually dustless at present, it was the middle of the night at this time, but the public security team in City B still stayed up all night in order to buy Hemuti's case, and some of them flew back from thousands of miles away to participate in the interrogation, seeing that Li Xiangyue could not find anyone, of course, he preconceived judgment that Wen Mo did not take his work to heart, After a long stalemate, a young man brought out some emotions, and the meaning of the words was how Wen Mo was so big, if the bomb in City B really blew up the number of dead and injured people, in the end, it had risen to the point of disloyalty to the party and the country, and a big hat smashed Li Xiangyue's face was also a little black.

But his face turned black not because he was angry with Wen Mo, but because he knew Wen Mo too well, and he couldn't wait to take his work as his whole thing, how could he lose the chain at such a critical moment?

Li Xiangyue had some bad premonitions in his heart, what did Cui Zhijia do to Wen Mo? contacted the phone call from Wen Mo before, and directly reported the hiding place of Maihemuti, which was Cui Zhijia's home, Maihemuti was unconscious, Cui Zhijia and Wen Mo were nowhere to be found. Li Xiangyue narrowed his eyes slightly.

Since Maihemuti regards Wen Mo as his opponent, can he start from this aspect and open a breakthrough to lead him to speak? As long as he can speak, sooner or later there will be a place to show the horse's feet.

"Buy Hemuti, don't go around in circles with us, it won't do you any good, how did you faint, where did Cui Zhijia go with Wen Mo again, you know it yourself, and I don't bother to ask. But I'm a little curious, did you lose at the hands of Wen Mo or Cui Zhijia? Since Maihemuti is arrogant enough, he has to get rid of this arrogance and make him admit that it is because he is not as good as others that he will fall into the hands of the police.

Sure enough, Maihemuti listened to Li Xiangyue's words, his face was distorted for a moment, and his disgust was undisguised, but he wisely chose silence is golden.

There is a door! Maihemuti has not yet begun to confess, but the interrogation experts all showed a faint excitement, although he quickly controlled the change of his facial expression just now, but everyone present could see clearly, as long as he still cared about something, they had a way to make him spit out!