How many things were in their stomachs, and Zhao Ming, Su Tingting and the others, who vomited about the same, saw the situation on Shen Bin's side, and their hearts sank, and they clearly knew what was going on.

After such a violent vomit, everyone's faces are not very good-looking, and it can be said that they are already a little pale.

Zhao Ming is like this, and so is Su Tingting beside him. The two of them came to the place where Shen Bin was standing not long ago, so as if they were taken for granted, their faces turned pale and even better.

For a moment, Zhao Ming only felt like a river in his chest, and his head was dizzy.

Zhao Ming stumbled and sat next to Shen Bin, regardless of whether he was still at work or not, he took out a cigarette and handed one to Shen Bin first, and then to Shi Hao, who was sitting next to him.

The three of them smoked cigarettes desperately, and the aroma of the smoke more or less contained the churning sensation in their chests. It's a pity that the churning feeling can be contained, but that picture is hard to disappear.

Like Shen Bin, Zhao Ming didn't count at all, and there was no way to count how many black waterproof bags there were in the pothole.

Most of them only showed a nod of their heads, and it is believed that there must be other waterproof bags under the soil that did not show their heads.

So, how many? Five? Ten? Fifteen?

There were obviously more than 20 people at the scene, but the silence came so turbulent, so surging. No one spoke, and a deathly silence enveloped the area, except for the sound of a distinctly rapid and distinctly heavy heartbeat.

Time passed, Wang Tong was the director, and when he had to come forward to do something, he had to do it. Now, for example, he has to get the excavator driver to keep digging out the waterproof bags.

Unexpectedly, hearing this request, the driver immediately shook his head like a rattle, "No, no, I won't do this matter no matter how much money it is." ”

The driver is not stupid, the battle here, the things that flowed out of the waterproof bag before....... the cruel facts forced him to have the courage to refuse without hesitation even in the face of Director Wang Tong.

Wang Tong said some more good things, but the driver just shook his head.

There was no way, but fortunately, there was a newcomer in the criminal police team who knew how to drive an excavator, so the noise of the machine broke the dead silence.

Just in case, the excavator widened the hole a little and began to dig carefully. It's twelve o'clock in a blink of an eye, it's time for lunch, but today it seems that everyone can save this lunch.

One by one, the black waterproof bags were dug out, and the hearts of the police officers and leaders at the scene were also pinched little by little.

People are not plants and trees, who can be ruthless.

More than half of the people present have become parents, and they also have children at home. His face was pale, and Zhao Ming's gaze swept over everyone's faces one by one, and Zhao Ming couldn't be sure what kind of emotions their hearts were full of at the moment. All he knew was, as far as he was concerned, that was nothing but anger surging in his chest.

At half past one in the afternoon, the dark clouds gradually gathered, and under the dense sky, twelve waterproof bags were placed in front of everyone.

The excavator dug a little deeper, but the ....... was finally over.

Everyone was silent, and the heavy waterproof bags were transferred to the car in silence. After making sure that there was really nothing left in the pothole, the dirt began to backfill.

Back in the police car, Zhao Ming and Su Tingting looked at each other speechlessly. The car moved and everyone headed straight for the police station.

Soon after, as a matter of course. The door of the autopsy room was slammed open, and the three newcomers led by Chu Mengyao rushed out as if they were fleeing for their lives, holding on to the corner of the wall and soon vomiting out bile.

Chu Mengyao has been doing this job for some years, and she has to be calmer, but it's just some. Zhao Ming saw that even a forensic doctor with such a qualifying qualification as Chu Mengyao had to vomit.

Seeing this, Zhao Ming approached and handed over the napkin. He wanted to say something, but the truth was that there was very little to say about this situation.

Chu Mengyao took the tissue and slowed down for a while before she barely stood up straight. She had to ask, her face full of pain, wanting to know what was in the autopsy room at this moment...... What the hell is it!

"What happened and why was there so much ........"

yes, what happened? An unprecedented heaviness and depression hung over the entire police station. As far as the eye can see, there is no one who can still have a slightly relaxed expression on his face.

Dark clouds pressed down, as if the end was coming.

"Traffickers abduct children, or like Zhong Lin's kidnapping....... there are uncertain things that may happen on the way, such as some children who are more mature, they will be noisy, they will try to escape. As a result, some deaths may occur in order to ensure the safety of traffickers. ”

"That's why many parents can't find their children no matter how much they search." In Shen Bin's office, Shen Bin said in a deep voice, "Because their children have already been buried somewhere." ”

Zhao Ming could understand this explanation, so what he wanted to ask most at the moment was, "What should I do next?" There were 12 children there, which meant that there would be 12 pairs of parents out there who wanted to know what was going on with their children. ”

Shen Bin understood what Zhao Ming really wanted to ask, so he shook his head, "The leaders are still discussing, but don't worry, this matter will definitely be announced, they mean that they want to stagger the time a little, so as not to get out of control." ”

Stagger the time a bit? That's a very particular way of saying. Zhao Ming knew in his heart that in layman's terms, the leaders wanted to delay.

Thinking about it, Zhao Ming instinctively shook his head, "These two things are completely linked, so multimedia, the national audience behind the media, countless pairs of eyes are staring at this city." Now that our every move represents the judicial system, once our procrastination and concealment are exposed........ will the impact be greater? ”

Shen Bin didn't speak, and he didn't know what to say.

If all this is a game of chess, the step Zhong Lin took today would be equivalent to a general. The police are on the side of the general, and there are only two steps left at the moment, either to continue to resist stubbornly at all costs. Either abandon the rook and keep the handsome, so that the chess game is completely clear.

However, it doesn't matter how it goes. Because of Zhong Lin's careful consideration step by step, it seems that the police side is not destined to become a winner, and the best result can only be a draw.

Moreover, it is not so easy to want to draw. Even if they just want to draw, the police have to make trade-offs and be prepared to face great difficulties.

It's a pity that in Zhao Ming's opinion, those leaders seem to be still considering the possibility of winning chess.

"So what now?" Affected by the impact of those waterproof bags, Su Tingting seemed to have no clue. In eleven days, Zhong Lin always walked in front of the police for all this that happened. Because of this fact, Zhao Ming's experience is actually useless.

Experience is not useful, so the safest way at this time, or the only way....... Zhao Ming took out the notebook from his jacket pocket.

Zhao Ming believes that the end of Zhong Lin's path is that Kunge. From this point of view, Kunge is the only hope for the police.

If the police can find Brother Kun first, then it may be said that they have the weight to play with Zhong Lin;