"What? It's none of my business, you should ask another professor named Deng, and I'm very busy. Although his movements were quite uncooperative, he was eventually taken away by the police.

"He's going to be fine, right?" Lin Yin asked.

"It's okay, he can't be a murderer." Figley was calm on the surface.

"Well, I also think he's a good guy, and hopefully Linto will be okay."

Although it is not obvious on the surface, Figley prefers that the other side will only fight alone, and there will not be a large criminal group behind him.

On the other hand, if the prisoner could easily enter the experimental area, then he must have passed through the teaching area, and he was carrying a knife, wouldn't that be suspicious? Also, if the prisoner had to put Marian to death, then why did he choose this time and place? Wouldn't it be better to commit a crime in her abode?

A whole bunch of questions popped up in Figley's mind, could it be just a coincidence that this happened to Linto?

Because the hospital did not visit him for the time being, he and Lin Yin left the hospital together, and they parted at a three-way intersection. Before leaving, Lin Yin told him not to think too much, in fact, Figley didn't think about it deeply, after all, there is too little information to contact the case now.

Today, Sunday, on a hot summer day, Figley bought a bottle of 7-Up on the side of the road, and he didn't like to drink soda for some reason.

He sat on a bench, and a few little sparrows flew into the trees and chirped, as if discussing something. The empty bottle he had drunk was thrown into the trash can under the tree, and Figley looked through the gap in the leaves into the blue sky, the sun shining on his face.

The rolling subtitles of the opposite merchant flashed, and in the pergola outside the chess and card room, several young people gathered together to play billiards. If it were in the usual afternoon, Figley would have taken a nap comfortably, but today I am afraid that it will not be possible.

A dark brown sedan pulled up on the side of the road, and out of it came a man dressed in black, who walked straight towards Figley.

"Uh, hello, are you Figley-classmate?"

He nodded, wondering what this good-looking man was looking for him.

"I'm the policeman you saw in the hospital, surnamed Huang, and I want to ask you about something."

Figley only recognized him when he said that, but now his clothes and hairstyle have changed. In other words, what does this policeman want to ask the students?

He asked suspiciously, "What?" ”

"It's not convenient to say here, can you come with me to the car and talk in detail?"

Figley was instantly vigilant, he still couldn't fully trust the person in front of him, so he made up a good reason to get by: "I'm sorry, I still have a lot of homework to do at home." ”

Now he just wants to go home and calm down, pass by the intersection in front of him, and go a few hundred meters to the left.

Unexpectedly, the police did not follow, but turned around and got into the car. As the dark brown car pulled up next to Figley, the policeman stuck his head out and said, "I can take you home." ”

Figley's suspicions have increased, how can the police be so pestering? He looked at the policeman again, probably between 25 and 30 years old, wearing a black suit that looked relatively thin and tall, and his appearance was a little handsome, like a newcomer who had just debuted.

Anyway, he couldn't guess why the other party was so enthusiastic about him, so he must have something to ask, right? With this in mind, Figley really sat in the passenger seat, then fastened his seat belt, and glanced at Officer Huang, his face was very calm.

He thought that it would take less than ten minutes to walk from here to his home, and even less a few minutes by car, but Officer Huang was not driving fast, as if he was deliberately waiting for the red light at the intersection ahead.

While waiting in front of the zebra crossing, the policeman surnamed Huang really spoke: "Actually, I have a way to find your friend." ”

Figley was taken aback and asked with great skepticism, "Really?" ”

"Well, we need your help for that."

Officer Huang told Figley about the results of the interrogation of Linto's father, saying that because Professor Lin was usually very busy with work and did not have much time to spend with his son, he had previously installed a surveillance software on Linto's mobile phone to monitor his movements.

An important automatics feature of the software is that it will automatically send a location to the Inspector when the phone is low and powered off (including automatic shutdown), and then every hour until the battery is completely depleted.

Lin Tuo also knew about this function, so he kept the phone in standby mode, and in this incident, Professor Lin did not receive the location information sent by it, indicating that its battery is still sufficient.

"Uh-huh, sounds interesting, but I can't help it, right?"

"I just want to ask, as his friend, do you know his electricity habits?" Officer Huang's eyes looked over.

Crossing the intersection, the sedan continued to walk at a pace that was neither fast nor slow, and it didn't take long for it to stop at Figley's doorstep. But Figley didn't want to unbuckle his seat belt yet, and he saw a reason to continue the topic.

"I don't know, Linto doesn't usually use his mobile phone, and he has never charged it in front of me." Seriously, Figley rarely pays attention to the brand model, maybe his phone is long-lasting.

"Oh yes, I forgot to mention earlier, in fact, both Professor Lin and Lin Tuo himself have the right to change the receiver, just know the other party's number." Officer Huang turned off the car air conditioner, then rolled down the window, "It may be that Professor Lin can't receive his position, what matters is who he changed to." ”

Figley stared thoughtfully at the phone screen, his expression a little confused.

"Do you remember anything?"

"Perhaps, I received a message in the hospital, and I thought it was a scam text message, so I deleted it."

"Do you remember what the content was?"

Figley squinted his eyes and thought for a moment, then said, "I only read the first few words, and it says, 'Your family may have experienced something wrong right now, please ......'"

Officer Huang nodded and said, "It seems that the situation is true, how long is it until an hour." ”

"Twelve minutes." Figley remembered the time very well.

"Is that long enough for a meal?"

"If it's fast......"

Before he could finish speaking, Officer Huang twisted the key and started the car.