Chapter 92: The explosion caused by the QR code

"Don't panic just yet." I comforted Yingying, "The more times like this, the more you have to stay calm to distinguish the dangerous smell." ”

Yingying nodded, but she refused to leave the post bridge, so she had to wait for me to go home together after work. Han Muzhi happened to be there, and the three of us drove home together after work, and also bought ingredients at the supermarket at the door to go home to do it. said that it was cooking, and there was only one chef Han Muzhi, Yingying was the errand girl who served the plate and handed the seasonings, and I was responsible for tasting the taste. Such a calm, too, is good.

It's just that I'm always absent-minded, and after a while, I take my phone out to take a look, and I always feel that it's ringing, and I'm afraid that it will ring. Han Muzhi looked at me thoughtfully and was silent.

It wasn't until the next morning that I saw Lu Zenghan's circle of friends who had returned to Nancheng that I was sure. I don't know if he's telling me he's safe, but knowing he's back safely is the only thing I can do with peace of mind.

In the morning, the police have issued an emergency notice across the city. After yesterday's on-site investigation and the inspection of blasting experts, it was confirmed that there were a large number of explosives in the gifts received by the deceased before the killing, and after the deceased scanned and followed the official account, it was equivalent to activating the time bomb device, and the detonation time was set to 60 seconds. The police reminded everyone that since the criminals have not been caught, it is recommended that everyone pay close attention to > for a while, and there are also discussions in the clinic. Now WeChat is extremely popular, and people around me have to add at least two or three new public accounts every week, and suddenly such a thing happened, and everyone was panicked. When I sent the visitors away, the little girl at the front desk couldn't help but ask me, "Mr. Xin, how can the official account set off a bomb?" ”

I shook my head, I really don't understand these engineering and military categories. Han Muzhi, who happened to come out, took over the words: "Maybe it's not a real WeChat public account, it's just a copycat, simulating a WeChat public account to make a QR code, once scanned and identified, click to follow, it is equivalent to clicking on the startup program of the copycat public account, and it will start the detonation procedure of the bomb." It shouldn't be difficult for a professional to do this. ”

Men always think more rationally than women. Although I didn't understand, I also felt that Han Muzhi was reasonable, and the little girl at the front desk looked at Han Muzhi with star-eyed adoration, Han Muzhi turned to me and smiled: "What do you want to eat at noon?" ”

I shrugged my shoulders, Han Muzhi's recent concern has become more and more considerate, which makes me feel ashamed, I smiled and said, "Help me order a box lunch, I will go to the branch office in the afternoon." ”

"Looking for you again?" Han Muzhi's eyes were half relieved and half worried, and he was very entangled.

I smiled, Yang Yize had already called me, the place where the suspect and the deceased handed over the doll was in the surveillance corner, and there were several staff members dressed as Minions in the square that day, and it was impossible to find out who was suspicious. The eyewitnesses at the scene were overly frightened, extremely confused in their thinking, incompatible with their preambles, accompanied by transient amnesia, and did not remember the details of the crime at all, so they needed the guidance of a psychologist. The white team, the first thing that comes to their minds now is me. I don't know if it's an honor or a pressure.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, I saw the eyewitness to the explosion at the Binhai Branch, that is, Zhou Miaojie, a friend who was traveling with the deceased Yu Lan. Zhou Miaojie was twenty-four or five years old, wearing a black skirt, and her whole body was trembling because of fear and sadness, and her eyes were swollen from crying. Yang Yize said to me: "This morning, apart from crying, I didn't ask a few useful words. ”

Bai Team, Yang Yize and I took Zhou Miaojie to the small meeting, and Zhou Miaojie and I sat opposite each other at the table. "I'm sorry, I really want to remember the details, but now I just remember yesterday, my brain is like a bomb jumping, it's blood-red, I can't remember anything." Zhou Miaojie finished saying this sentence, and her whole body trembled.

I smiled and said, "It doesn't matter, you don't think about Yu Lan, and don't think about yesterday." I handed her a picture book similar to the "Secret Garden" that was popular a few years ago, all of which were made up of small lattices, and the lattices could be filled with color according to their preference. This is a type of graffiti that can effectively relieve the psychological stress of the visitor. It's just that the picture I chose is not flowers and birds, but architecture.

Zhou Miaojie breathed a long sigh of relief, picked up the colored pencil, and began to fill in the book, although she didn't have any drawing foundation, but this kind of smearing didn't need a foundation at all, just coloring in the grid, very simple. Anyone can get started. In the past, the secret garden was also popular because of its simplicity but changeability, and it became a powerful tool for many office workers to relieve stress.

After nearly two hours, Zhou Miaojie finally applied it. In order to avoid touching her psychological wounds, I deliberately chose a Chinese-style architectural drawing, an old-fashioned two-story attic. And she hesitated to use the pen at the beginning, not knowing which color to choose, but later she has applied very smoothly.

I took her painting and asked, "Are you feeling better?" ”

Zhou Miaojie breathed a long sigh of relief, and her face was finally not so pale: "It seems that something that is uncomfortable has finally been released." ”

I looked closely at her paintings, which are similar to mandala painting therapy, which can heal her on the one hand, and on the other hand, it can also project some information from her heart through color. Since she had just experienced such a tragic thing yesterday, she chose the colors of dark blue, gray, black and other cool colors. And the fence and door lock of the house are used in a strong and thick black, indicating her strong fear and lack of security.

I asked softly, "The only place you paint pink is a table in the corner of the living room, which is warm when the sun shines and shows your desire for friendship." ”

Zhou Miaojie was stunned for a moment, and then her eyes were convinced: "Yes." Yu Lan and I are very good friends. We don't live together, but on weekends we go shopping together or watch TV or eat chicken together in my living room. As she spoke, her voice lowered, "If it wasn't for the fact that I wanted to buy a dress yesterday, we wouldn't have gone shopping, she said it was uncomfortable, but the skirt didn't get bought, and she just walked around the corner, just-"

Zhou Miaojie was about to cry again, and I hurriedly handed her a tissue: "Don't think about her first." Let's talk about your paintings. After speaking, I gave Yang Yize a look, and he was busy writing down what Zhou Miaojie said just now. The details were thus inadvertently recalled.

I pointed to the painting and said, "You said that you would have something to do when you walked around the corner, and you should be very afraid of the corner, but I see that you have painted the corner of this house very evenly and meticulously, and it seems to be very nostalgic." Is it? ”

"Nostalgia?" Zhou Miaojie frowned and pondered, and said for a long time, "I remembered, it wasn't the explosion around the corner, Yu Lan and I were the one we met around the corner, and we took a photo at that time, Lan Lan was very happy." After Lan Lan walked to the square, it exploded..."Zhou Miaojie cried.

"Why do you take pictures?" I asked gently.

"He's wearing a Minion's clothes. Lan Lan likes Minions very much, so she has to take a group photo. Then the person said that by scanning the QR code, he could send a minion doll. Zhou Miaojie said while crying, "It's just that the blue one exploded..."

I then looked at the painting and said, "You painted the drain pipe in the house and the trash can outside the house in the same dark blue, and the drain pipe indicates that you want to divert the unpleasant stimulus, what is this irritation?" What makes you uncomfortable? ”

Zhou Miaojie thought for a while and said: "At that time, that person handed me a minion, and I saw that there was a pus and blood-like thing on the back of his exposed hand, and I felt a little dirty when I saw it. Thinking about waiting for the meeting to cross the square, to a place where the man couldn't see, he threw away the Minion doll. ”

Hearing this, Yang Yize couldn't help but interject excitedly: "What pus and blood?" Can you elaborate on that? ”

I handed the pen to Zhou Miaojie, looked at her encouragingly, and said, "Draw it." "What words can't say, painting is the best expression. I remember Katherine always taught me that painting is a richer expression than words.

Zhou Miaojie painted crookedly, using crimson colored pencils, for a long time, during which she thought about it painfully for a long time, and finally drew the pattern on the back of the suspect's hand. Although it is not very accurate, it is already a major clue. The white team struck while the iron was hot, and asked Zhou Miaojie a few detailed questions step by step. Yang Yize had already taken pictures of the back of the suspect's hand she had drawn and distributed it to her colleagues in the task force, and immediately launched further investigations.

The use of graffiti combined with mandala painting therapy worked very quickly, quickly freeing the witness from the transient amnesia, and providing useful clues to the white team. It's just that I didn't have time to see Mei Zijun, so I rushed back to the post bridge.

In the next few days, the white team and Yang Yize carried out an intensive investigation based on the pattern of the suspect's hand provided by witnesses. Lu Zenghan came back from this errand, but he quickly soared in the voyage, originally only the CEO of the voyage shipping department, and now he has become the executive president of the entire voyage group, overseeing the five major businesses of ships, real estate, hotels, jewelry, and catering, but he is mainly responsible for ships. In addition to the elders of the board of directors, almost only Zou Shizhao is alone. I don't understand even more. Last time, I heard him say that he had messed up the business and paid liquidated damages, but I didn't expect him to buck the trend. Lu Zenghan and the voyage are mysteries that I can't understand more and more.

It's just that the number of appearances of Lu Zenghan, the financial section of Nancheng, began to increase, and unlike the low-key brought by the last case, this time he made a high-profile appearance. In various financial seminars, he talked about the voyage and the future economic development model of Nancheng, and became a man of the year in Nancheng for a while, and the scenery is unique. And every time I see him, my heart hurts, but my body is numb. He and I, it seems, are getting farther and farther apart in different orbits.