"Sir Song, how do you want me to help?" At seven o'clock, Liu Jianming once again took the listening group to the meeting room of the anti-black group. Through his last actions, he already knew that Song Zijie and Chen Jin were now in a fierce competition. Although tonight is considered overtime, I didn't shirk it, and I came directly with the guys.

After all, everyone is a horse boy who mixes with Li Sir, and there is no need to talk about who to support, whether it is Ajie or Jin Zai, he will come out to help. But so far, only Applejack needs to use him, and he naturally chooses to help Applejack first.

If Applejack manages to catch the killer, he will inevitably treat him to a big meal afterwards.

Song Zijie grabbed Liu Jianming's shoulders, took out a cigar from his arms, and said to him playfully: "Shhh ”

"I came from Mr. Li's office, let's smoke quietly here."

After saying that, he took another one out of his bosom and put it in his mouth.

Liu Jianming took the cigar holder and looked at it, and there was a string of foreign languages on it, which seemed to be indeed a good product.

He didn't say anything polite to his family, snapped, lit the cigar, took a deep breath in his mouth, slowly opened his mouth, and didn't exhale and exhale, and let the smoke drift away slowly.

"Good stuff!"

Liu Jianming took the cigar from his mouth and nodded approvingly.

"Hmph, of course."

Song Zijie had a smug smile on his face, and walked to the whiteboard with his hands on his chest.

In the entire Western District Police Station, there are people who dare to follow Li Sir cigar, I'm afraid he is the only one.

And not only did he go along, but he also dared to take it out openly to entertain distinguished guests, if this picture was seen by Li Si, he would have to kick him away.

Just now, the guys' eyes were quite surprised, and they secretly sweated. Now seeing that Song Zijie was about to get down to business, everyone turned their eyes and waited for the team leader to speak.

I saw Applejack pull out a document, buckle it on the whiteboard with a magnet, and point to the file and say: "After our analysis, the killer 'Ah Zhen' has a certain idol plot against the legendary killer 'Shawshank'. ”

"With the legend of 'Shawshank', this is actually not surprising, can we take advantage of this and fish out 'Ah Zhen'?"

The guys bowed slightly, probably understanding the team leader's thoughts.

Liu Jianming held the cigar and said with a light in his eyes: "Disguise Shawshank and fish them out for a duel?" ”

"There's no need."

Song Zijie's eyebrows moved, and his heart was stunned by Liu Sir's proposal.

Does it take so much trouble to catch someone? Still looking for someone to play Shawshank and fight each other?

Who can show Shawshank's skills in the anti-black group......

Unless you go to Sir Li!

Liu Sir is such a smart person, how can he just like to watch the excitement and not pay some useful attention? If he really does what Liu Jianming suggests, maybe he will make things worse.

So after politely refusing the other party, Ajie coughed twice and spoke, "Let's see if Ah Zhen will call the radio at eight o'clock." ”

"If you call, we'll take a call and go in."

"I have already informed the radio station to cooperate in this regard."

"And then?" Liu Jianming pondered his chin and asked.

Applejack glanced at him, and a wicked smile suddenly appeared on his face: "When the time comes, we will duel with Azhen as Shawshank." ”

"Hey, duel? ! Let's go straight to his nest and stab him in one fell swoop! ”

"We're going to try to stall for as long as we can, and we're going to try to drag it out until five minutes, once we've decided where the other person is."

"At this time, I need Liu Sir's help."

Song Zijie made a shooting motion with his hand, as if he was determined to win.

Liu Jianming shook his head helplessly and said, "What if the other party doesn't call?" ”

"Hmph, try your luck."

"If this road doesn't work, we can take another road."

Song Zijie actually has a lot of grasp in his heart, because he has seriously analyzed the chat records of "Ah Zhen". It can be seen from the records that "Ah Zhen" is a very lonely person.

In the past, he would call the radio before the operation began.

After today's failed operation, it is also likely that he will call the radio to talk about it.

In addition, I have been in love recently, so it is inevitable that I will be a little in a mood......

And if the other party doesn't call, there is a high probability that he is listening to the radio, so we can call him to find him.

Catch a random policewoman over, play the role of "angel", and call the front desk to invite him to chat. Even if this self-proclaimed amorous "angel" is fake, the other party still has to answer the phone and chat out of politeness, right?

Well, now there is only one policewoman in the anti-black group, so if it doesn't work, I will borrow "Ah Jun" from Group A first.

Liu Jianming heard that Song Sir had a good grasp in his tone, so he smiled and nodded in response: "Okay, I'll try to help you." ”

"Whether it can be done depends on luck."

"Hmmm! Before 10 o'clock, he didn't answer the phone and came in, so let's call! ”

"Hoo ......"

Song Zijie swung his fist hard, smiled, and took another puff of his cigar.

"Do things!" Liu Jianming waved his hand, and the members of the listening group immediately began to adjust the equipment. The guys of the anti-black group went to the gun room in advance to get their equipment and were ready to act at any time.

"Ah Jun", who was sitting in the office area of Group A, held a pen in his hand and pressed the listening button on the broadcaster. While waiting for the show to start, the other side observed the movements of Group B with his peripheral vision.

"Central, Queen's Road."

"The minibus turns to Sneaker Street, huh? How is Ajun on the surveillance! ”

At this time, Chen Jin took the guys from Group A and was working in the General Summer Monitoring Department. Use the time to slowly piece together the route of the criminal's departure.

It's just that when he saw the criminal get on a bus. Unexpectedly, on the surveillance screen, I saw the face of "Ah Jun" lying on the window.

Moving a little further to the left, a figure sat next to her, with a trouser leg somewhat like a criminal's trouser leg.

A guy from Group A heard the question of the team leader, and after a little thought, he said: "Ah Jun went to the radio station yesterday morning to get the video, and he should be at the police station at this time, maybe he will take the car home for dinner at noon." ”

Ah Jun's home is in Mong Kok, and he often goes home for lunch.

Chen Jin knew this, but there were still some doubts between his eyebrows: "It's not such a coincidence, right?" ”

……

At eight o'clock in the evening, the guys in Group B were all gathered in the conference room, sitting quietly in front of a radio.

Song Zijie and Liu Jianming were wearing headphones, and after listening to the opening remarks of the radio anchor, they looked forward to something with solemn expressions.

"It's Simon, give me a call and tell me your secret."

After the radio anchor finished his two-minute opening remarks, he immediately moved on to answering the phone.

I saw Simon in the studio, and after seeing the number on the display, he smiled and pushed the connect button.

"Hah, Ah Zhen."

"Old friend, we're meeting again."

Song Zijie and Liu Jianming glanced at each other, and when they heard this greeting, their expressions let out a long sigh of relief.

"Ah Zhen" stood in front of the window, holding the radio in his hand, looking at a dark hut in the opposite building, with a somewhat depressed expression.

"Simon, I have a date with him today."

"I don't know, but if that's a date......

"Ah Jun" was lying on the desk, quietly listening to each other's voices, and suddenly felt a little familiar, as if he had heard it somewhere.

Song Zijie grinned, took out his mobile phone, and complained: "I just finished killing people in the morning, and I still have time to date in the afternoon?" ”

"When the killer talks about love, it's really closed."

Simon was also interested, sat in the studio, crossed Erlang's legs and said, "For me, not applauding love is not dating." ”

"But for you... Meeting is dating. ”

"Now that we've met, we'll definitely forget it."

"Ah Zhen" fell into deep thought, nodded and said, "I feel that I am not worthy of angel, I have done bad things at work today." ”

"Everyone's man in a crush doesn't feel worthy of his angel."

"In my experience, this is only temporary...... After you trick the angels, you will find that the creatures with long hair are all devils. ”

"It doesn't matter what work is, no one can always make mistakes." Simon had a smile in his tone, not knowing the slightest idea of the work of this "friend", and if he made a mistake, he would die.

"Didi, Didi."

The tracking system on Liu Jianming's computer interface has been activated, and it is passing through time to quickly lock the other party's location.

Song Zijie listened to the two-minute conversation on the radio, for fear that the killer would hang up early, so he took off his headphones and took out his mobile phone to call the radio program.

"It's a bit of a lot of calls today?"

Simon saw another extra number on the display, and did not press the connect button.

Because usually when I am on the phone, there will be other calls coming in occasionally. But according to his professional habits, he will not answer the second call if he does not finish the first call.

At this time, the director outside the door suddenly raised a whiteboard and pointed to the whiteboard vigorously. Simon looked up and saw that the whiteboard read, "Double-line, answer the phone!" ”

This rarely happens, and after a little thought, Simon listened to "Ah Zhen" finish speaking, and on the other hand, he slowly pushed the button on the wiring and said to him: "By the way, Ah Zhen, there is a new friend who wants to join our chat." ”

"I think you'd love to get to know him......"

Simon said "clichés" with a slight smile, not actually knowing who was on the other side of the phone.

"Ah Zhen" didn't care at all, and was about to close the line according to his habits.

Unexpectedly, as soon as the phone was connected, a young voice sounded over there: "Ah Zhen, do you also listen to this radio station?" I heard you wanted to see me! ”

"Ah Zhen" hesitated a little and didn't say a word.

The voice then said, "What's wrong?" I'm Shawshank and I like Mozart's Shawshank. Do you have time to make an appointment for a cup of tea recently? ”

"Ah Zhen"'s expression changed dramatically in an instant, his posture froze in place, and he was a little at a loss.

If "Shawshank" is really on Hong Kong Island and is listening to this radio station, it is indeed possible to guess his identity! It's not impossible to call him either!

But unlike the arrogant "Shawshank", he is just a small person who is evading the pursuit of the police.

Drink tea? He asked himself if he was qualified!

"Toot toot." Ah Zhen hung up the phone, and it showed that the call time was 4 minutes and 59 seconds.