Chapter 30: Implications.
After Su Kuobei sat down, Lin Fengmian also moved a chair and sat in front of her, "Don't move." He put on his glasses and looked at them for a moment, then said, "Most of the wiring is camouflaged......
"So it's going to be differentiated, isn't it?" Su Kuobei asked with a smile, Lin Fengmian glanced at her, "Nonsense, except for the correct line, the rest are used for camouflage, as long as they are disconnected, they will explode immediately." ā
With the help of the light, Zhang Chaoran on the side also leaned over to take a look, although the police station has set up a bomb disposal department, but it is ...... Liucheng has really not encountered a bomber in all these years, and the only time he has dispatched a bomb disposal team has been two times, and the suspect is just a gas canister, and this time he can be regarded as an eye-opener.
"What are the chances of cutting the right thread?" After a few glances, Zhang Chaoran asked worriedly, after all, in front of him, in the inner tank of the bomb, the lines that were plugged in this place could be described as messy.
"About one-fortieth of the tongue." Lin Fengmian replied.
"Very good, then I'll take a gamble on you~" Su Kuobei didn't seem to realize the seriousness of the matter at all, and nodded to himself.
"Don't," Lin Fengmian shook his head seriously, "This is TNT, real guy, if it is detonated, this building will be blown up, once it is implicated, even if it is me...... I'm going to die, too. ā
"You bastard!"
"Can I cut the strap on the back?" Zhang Chaoran frowned, he didn't know if Lin Fengmian was joking, but Zhang Chaoran still understood what he described, he had never eaten pork...... I've seen pigs run, TNT materials, I learned when I was admitted to the police academy.
Lin Fengmian understood what Zhang Chaoran meant, if he couldn't think of countermeasures to cut off the line, then it was okay to remove the bomb from Su Kuobei and find a safe place to throw it away, but ......
"No," Lin Fengmian shook his head, "I saw it just now, and that place is specially equipped with devices that react to cutting and heat. Speaking of this, he looked at Zhang Chaoran, "The prisoner has put a lot of thought into this." ā
āā¦ā¦ It seems that the only way to do this is to find an expert. Zhang Chaoran also fell into deep thought after hearing this.
"Hey...... Not necessarily. Lin Fengmian rummaged in the inner tank of the bomb for a while, and pulled out another black thing from behind the timing device, "Look." ā
"It'sā" Everyone was stunned when they saw the object in his hand.
"That's right, password slots." Lin Fengmian frowned and confirmed, but Su Kuobei glanced at it and immediately asked, "Huh?" How do you have two grids? ā
Generally, the password slot is at least four digits, and this piece is hidden behind the counting table, which is indeed only two digits.
"It's getting more and more interesting...... Lin Fengmian shook his head, indicating that he didn't understand very well, "But from 1 to 100, there are as many as 91 digits...... Looking at the time on the counter, the prisoner probably didn't want me to try one by one, of course...... It's not impossible if you try, according to Hou Ange's hand speed, there are still 7 minutes left, about ...... It can still be done, right? ā
"Probably? What about the risks? Zhang Chaoran asked.
"It's everywhere......" Lin Fengmian smiled, "What we can think of, maybe the prisoner won't think of it, it's hard to say that there is anything like 'three wrong mistakes and immediately detonate' setting in this thing." ā
"...... that?" Zhang Chaoran was taken aback.
"Ah, I'm kidding." Lin Fengmian waved his hand, turned his head and asked Su Kuobei, "Look for you and see if there is anything else that doesn't belong to you." ā
"Oh?" Su Kuobei immediately understood when she heard this, she flipped through it, and sure enough, she pulled out a black envelope from her bag.
"It's not mine." Su Kuobei looked back and forth suspiciously, and then handed the envelope to Lin Fengmian.
"How did you know she had something on her?" Zhang Chaoran thought it was very interesting, and suddenly forgot his identity and current situation, and asked Lin Fengmian, who was unpacking.
"Oh, this is normal," Lin Fengmian opened the envelope and found that there were two pieces of cut paper inside, which seemed to be two forms, "Since the prisoner chose not to install a remote detonator, and did not allow the bomb to be defused or leave the designated range, it was probably left room for maneuver." ā
"You mean...... What about password slots? ā
"Well," Lin Fengmian had already pulled out the two forms and spread them on the table, "but whenever there is such a setting that requires a password, there will be a corresponding puzzle...... So I guess that in addition to tying a bomb to Su Kuobei, the prisoner should have left a corresponding clue, he just wanted to target me, or rather, wanted to play a game with me. ā
"......" Zhang Chaoran was a little incomprehensible, but Su Kuobei opened his mouth to explain.
"Uncle, for us detectives, it is more rewarding to defeat our brains than to kill us directly~"
"The prisoner probably thinks the same way," Lin Fengmian sighed, pointed to the two forms on the table, and said, "You see, this is the clue left by the prisoner." ā
The black envelope contains indeed two tables, which can be seen to be printed, and the specifications are very neat, except that one of them is slightly smaller, and there are only two rows of grids on it, and there are not many grids, the first horizontal row is A, empty, B, and the second horizontal row is empty, empty, C.
The other one is more numerous, with five squares in both horizontal and vertical spaces, no spaces in between, and all of them are full of numbers.
First horizontal row: 11, 9, 25, 10, 19.
2nd horizontal row: 13, 19, 3, 28, 11.
Third horizontal row: 5, 33, 18, 12, 25.
Fourth row: 7, 8, 6, 23, 20.
Fifth horizontal row: 15, 22, 31, 20, 29.
"What does that mean?" Zhang Chaoran had never seen this battle, and it seemed to him that it was some kind of intelligence problem...... However, he was right, this is indeed a puzzle, but what does it mean to only give two tables? Lin Fengmian frowned slightly, could it be that the prisoner wanted to let himself find out a certain pattern based on the content of the two tables?
"There's a word on the inside of the envelope."
Driving the two detectives and the criminal policeman all stared at the form and pondered, Hou Ange on the side picked up the black envelope and glanced at it, and reminded.
"Oh?" Lin Fengmian took it and took a look, there were indeed words on the inside of the envelope, and there were quite a few, but the envelope itself was black, and those fonts were also black.
Damn, this thing is really scheming!
After spitting out a slot, Lin Fengmian cut the envelope on the side, spread it on the table together, turned on the light, and finally saw the contents clearly.
[The square is the battlefield, the brave soldier swings the sword forward, goes straight, sweeps, pays attention to 2 and 3, controls the 'distance', so far, the world is amnesty. ć
[12 less than 3.] ć
[2 less than 4.] ć
[5 more than 2.] ć
[3 more than 1.] ć
[6 less than 2.] ć
[1 less than 3.] ć
There was nothing on the envelope except for two short sentences and a list of inexplicable numbers.