Thinking about this, the eagerness just now retreated, and they had no intention of going against Wen Mo, so they all sat back in the car honestly.

The murderer was more composed than the policemen, and seemed to be interested in Wen Mo's sudden move, and he stepped out of the shadows, but still cautiously let the hostages stand in front of him, in case he might be shot in the head by the police before he could finish his sentence.

Wen Mo took advantage of this rare moment when everyone pretended to be deep, pretending to be careless, and looked through the dossier that had not yet been read. The murderer has just been proposed, and his motive for killing was an old case that happened sixteen years ago. But apparently the local police did not know, the file only simply recorded the basic information of a few victims, on the surface, these people except for the last two deceased, Li Xin and He Qi knew each other a long time ago, no one else was involved, these people sixteen years ago, what kind of intersection did they have, so that the murderer will never forget, across the long river of time, still come to harvest their lives.

The shocking photos of the crime scene gave Wen Mo the most intuitive impression of the murderer: cruel, impulsive, and reckless, these three points determine that the murderer's age is not too old, it should be between twenty and thirty-five years old. People of this age, who think that they have grown up, are mentally mature, and have a strong desire to prove themselves, are the age when they are most likely to have psychological imbalance and then fierce revenge. People of this age group, who are young and vigorous but have just entered society, are the most vulnerable to unfair treatment, but they have full ability to act. The combination of the above points is the greatest disaster.

Soon, the few remaining files were turned over by Wen Mo, and the murderer didn't seem to stop her from looking at the great feats he had committed before, and kept swaying back and forth by the door, showing an eye from time to time, staring at Wen Mo's every move.

When she finally finished reading the file, she said up: "I've been politely inviting you, if this politeness has not been heard, don't blame me for changing the other way." Anyway, I have two hostages on my hands right now. At the beginning, I took the trouble to bring the two of them together. It's just to have more bargaining chips, and now is where they come in handy. As long as I keep one alive, these people won't dare to rush in, and the other alive. There is no need to keep it at all. I watched the two of them struggle a little. His life and death are now in your hands. I'll count to three, and if by that time, you haven't set foot in the room. He doesn't need to live, and to be honest, I've wanted to kill him for a long time anyway. ”

"One! You can think about it and don't worry, oh, I forgot, you don't seem to know who is between the two of them yet. Now I have this in my hand, my name is Feng Weijian, I am the deputy mayor of L City, I used to be the director of the public security bureau, and I was born as a criminal policeman. ”

"Two! I actually want to see if Director Feng, who was shocked and invincible back then, was calm and calm and generous in the face of the threat of death, or wagged his tail like a dog and begged for mercy. Have you decided? Time is running out for you. SA”

The murderer's voice didn't come out, and Wen Mo didn't have time to say anything, Feng Weijian, who was held hostage and pulled at the door as a meat shield, couldn't hold his breath at first, and shouted at Wen Wei: "What are you still standing there for?" Don't hurry up yet! Do whatever he says, and find a way to get me out!" Really, it looks like it's smart, why are you so stupid? Feng Weijian looked full of energy, and the situation was so critical, and he did not fall into his true colors as a deputy mayor at all. Maybe it's because he has been an official for a long time, no matter what the occasion, he always has such an official spirit, even if he asks for someone, it is a commanding tone, but it is very majestic - of course, it would be better if the big beads of sweat on his head did not exist.

The so-called negotiation is a process in which two people compete with each other and compromise with each other. Of course, this does not mean that you have to work against the murderer all the time, but you must adhere to the general principle and rely on him first, put forward your own ideas in some small things, let the other party slowly accept your own point of view, moisturize things silently and imperceptibly, let the murderer voluntarily give up some wrong choices, and finally the two reached an agreement.

This process requires a battle of wits and courage, the right time, the right place and the right people, and more importantly, the cooperation of everyone present, including the murderer. I don't know what kind of virtue Wen Mo is for the time being, but Feng Weijian is obviously a pig teammate. A person who is used to being pampered suddenly becomes a prisoner, his life is threatened, and it is normal for him to be afraid and worry, but he is also an old criminal policeman, and he should understand everything he should know.

He always emphasizes his importance, the murderer will use him to threaten the police, the first priority of the police, is to catch the murderer to rescue the hostage, at the necessary moment, the murderer can be killed on the spot, once the gun is moved, any accident may occur, the probability shows that more than 90% of the failure of the hostage rescue mission is after the murderer is psychologically loosened, ready to release the hostage, at this time, if the hostage rescue mission fails, the hostage will become 100% additional injury, the risk, Everyone knows that if they are really taken hostage, no one can say for sure whether they will survive. But there is a good saying, the gun shoots the first bird, at this time, low-key is the king, honestly, don't brush your presence in front of the murderer, the chance of survival is always greater. The current situation can be seen by anyone with a discerning eye, the murderer has made it very clear just now, he has a sixteen-year backlog of old accounts to settle, these two people are obviously one of the targets he wants to liquidate, the murderer is running for their lives, do they really naively think that Wen Mo can have a different ending if he goes in? Their chances of survival are already very low, and Wen Mo can't even figure out who the murderer is, let alone what weakness to start with, persuading him to give up killing hostages.

Sure enough, there is not enough success, and there is more than failure. I don't know what I did back then, and now I'm being pointed at the head with a gun. Wen Mo scolded in his heart and continued to deal with the murderer: "I need to know the situation of the other hostage, is he still alive." ”

In fact, the police have infrared detectors, and they have long been sure that there are indeed three living people in the house, Wen Mo asked, just to confirm whether the murderer has room for negotiation, and whether he is willing to compromise.

"Oh, you said Lian Yucheng. He's alive. You can come in and see for yourself. ”

Wen Mo suddenly laughed, as if the murderer had told some funny joke just now, she quipped: "Handsome guy, are you stupid for me?" You've got nine lives on your hands. There are still two of them. I will believe you by your word. Are you an idiot or am I an idiot! Her tone was familiar, like a joke with an old friend.

The murderer was stunned for a moment, obviously not expecting it. Wen Mo would talk to him in such a tone. He suddenly sighed with emotion, he had always hoped that he could have a true friend to treat him, but after so many years of wandering around the society and tasting the warmth and coldness of human feelings, he had long lost hope. But when he was already determined to die, someone gossiped with him in the tone of an old friend, and if there were not so many people and so many guns around him, he believed that he would cherish and cherish it.

No, no, no, can't he be soft-hearted? On the other side, she is a thunderous criminal psychology expert, dealing with a vicious criminal like him, people are familiar with the road, she deliberately did this, she must have wanted to soften her will, so how can it? His purpose has not yet been achieved.

Thinking of this, he was ruthless, adjusted the muzzle of the gun slightly, wiped Feng Weijian's ear and fired a shot. After the bang, Feng Weijian's brain went blank, he felt that his whole head seemed to explode suddenly, he couldn't hear anything except the sharp alarm bell, he must be dead!

Feng Weijian rolled his eyes and almost fainted, but the murderer hugged him and forced him to stand to stop him from falling. This appearance fell in the eyes of the policemen present, and they looked down on such a timid mayor more and more, but he was shot close to his ear, and the tinnitus was certain, but it was not so frightened that his legs were weak, right?

"Without further ado, I'll ask you one last time, to come in or not to come in? If you want to stall for time again, don't blame me for the next bullet and go to his brain! Wen Mo knew that she couldn't drag it any longer, she pulled out the gun on her waist, handed it to the armed police soldier next to her, raised her hands and carefully walked forward a few steps, standing two steps away from the door, and refused to move again: "I have shown my sincerity, I don't have a weapon, now I stand in front of you, as long as I confirm that Lian Yucheng is still alive, I will go in with you immediately, and I will never break my word." Wen Mo's face was full of determination, and if you don't let me see if the hostage is still alive, you will kill or chop you up.

Anyway, even Yucheng didn't die, the murderer thought like this, and it was nothing to show her, so he dragged Feng Weijian to the house, and when the two of them completely retreated into the shadows and couldn't see, they kicked the door again. After 2 minutes, the door opened again, and the hostage in the hands of the murderer became Lian Yucheng.

He looked better than Feng Weijian, except for a few dirty footprints on his snow-white shirt and a trace of blood on the corner of his mouth, there were no other scars, and his spirit looked good, and he was obviously better than Feng Weijian's psychological quality, standing steadily, with a calm face, as if what was on his head was not a gun, just an ordinary burning stick.

It's good that he compromised for the first time. Wen Mo thought so, and fulfilled his promise, followed the murderer's slow retreat, and entered the house.

Even if the house was his world, and Wen Mo was an unarmed woman, the murderer was still not careless, he took two steps back, pushed Lian Yucheng and Feng Weijian together, pointed a gun at them, and then used the free hand to take out the handcuffs that had been prepared, threw them to Wen Mo, and motioned for her to put them on herself.

It was very dark in the room, and Wen Mo stood for a while before he could vaguely see the general furnishings in the room and the location of a few people. She obediently put on the handcuffs, but also sat on a dirty square bench: "I just got off the plane, I was carried over, I was really tired after standing for a long time just now, you shouldn't object to sitting and resting, right?" You've also been standing for a long time, aren't you tired? It's better to find a place to sit down, now there are only four of us in this room, I have also listened to your words, and I have come all the way to see you, what do you want to say, now that no one bother, you can always talk. ”

"Don't be in a hurry, we have time. And today, the protagonists of the storytelling are not me, but the two of them. Because I don't know the whole story, 16 years ago, I was just a six-year-old child, and the only thing I can remember is their faces, and the good things they did had to be admitted by themselves. And you, Wen Mo, I did everything possible to bring you here, hoping that you would fulfill my last wish. I know that I have committed a great crime, and falling into the hands of the police is a certain death, so today, I have never thought of getting out alive, and these two heinous people must also die. But you, to live, to live to tell our story and inform the people of all China. ”

This young man, talking about life and death, did not have the slightest ripple in his tone, as if it was as natural as asking what breakfast he had this morning, and he could say his plans so frankly, obviously he had already thought it through. Wen Mo didn't dare to persuade him now, for fear that it would be self-defeating and counterproductive, so he simply changed the topic to guide him to talk more, deepen his understanding of him, and then slowly figure it out and come up with a way to persuade him.

"Why me? How did you hear about me? How do you know that I'm willing to listen to your story and tell it to others? I feel a little flattered that you have entrusted me with such a big thing. ”

"You don't have to be modest, you don't have to be presumptuous, you are very good and you are a successful criminal psychology expert, as for how I heard about you, it is not within the scope of our discussion today, my time is running out, those police outside do not have good patience, they have been waiting for hours, they may rush in at any time, this thin wooden door, how can it stop their spear sprint, I really don't want to hurt you, so I also hope that you can be wise, don't do irrational things, force me to have to do something to you, If it really comes to that point, everything I have done will be in vain, that is not what I want to see, can you understand my mind? ”

Wen Mo nodded: "I understand, what you need is a good audience, a good microphone, I will try to be objective, but you also saw it just now, I know very little about the case you did before, and I don't know anything about the case you said happened 16 years ago, I don't know if you have the patience, start from the beginning?" Starting from what your identity is, and those so-called unjust cases 16 years ago, I said that today's protagonist is not me, I am just an executioner who punishes bad people. The murderer pulled the safety bolt and pointed the gun directly at Feng Weijian: "You two talk about it, what bad things have you done over the years, as long as there is a lie, I will make you regret coming to this world, if you cooperate well, I will give you a happy time when the time comes, if you don't cooperate, haha, I hope you don't cooperate, give me a chance to let you suffer a lot of pain, which of you two comes first?" ”

…… (To be continued.) )