It may not be the busiest day inside the police station, but it is definitely the most congested day at the police station. When Deng Haoran arrived early in the morning, he had a thought that he was in the wrong place, and the scene in front of him was more like a celebrity meeting or a petition reception office.

"Damn the media!" Deng Haoran scolded to himself. He felt that the entertainers were like a bunch of flies, and when they saw the delicacies, they would flock to the food, and they would spoil people's appetite and elegance, and when they found that the garbage would be attacked in groups, adding a bit of disgust and filth, and from time to time they would make a "buzzing" sound, as if to tell everyone that they could stink everything, good or bad.

Fortunately, there was another back door in the police station that was not known to outsiders, and Deng Haoran drove into the parking lot in a big circle. As soon as he walked into his office, he saw Director Hu, dressed in a formal suit, standing up from his chair.

Director Hu Guotai is over 50 years old, his body is slightly fat, and the tie around his neck looks tight, giving people a feeling of lack of oxygen. "You can count it, the door has been surrounded by reporters, and the news has spread to the Public Security Department, and someone has just called from above, telling you to be cautious. Haoran, it's all up to you for a while, don't embarrass our police, and don't let those reporters scribble again. ”

Looking at Director Hu's flustered expression, Deng Haoran gently patted him on the shoulder and said, "Don't worry, Hu Ju, after all, there is nothing wrong with our police work, and the details of the case are originally professional secrets of the police, and I will find a way to send those media in a while." ”

Hearing his confident comfort, Hu Guotai loosened the tight tie in front of his neck and said, "It's good if you have a way, remember to deal with it carefully later." ”

Deng Haoran sent Director Hu out of the office, hurriedly lit a cigarette and took a puff, and then rubbed his bloodshot eyes with his right hand holding the cigarette. On the surface, he is full of confidence, but in fact, in his heart, it is not fifteen buckets - seven up and eight down.

In the largest conference room of the police station, there was a crowd of people, one after another. Deng Haoran and other police representatives had not yet taken their seats, and the spotlights had flashed. Deng Haoran glanced at the crowd in the shimmering light, stabilized his slightly anxious mind, and began to brief the case, but did not talk about any part involving the secrecy of the police.

Obviously, the reporters were not satisfied with him only saying one thing and not saying the other, which made people inevitably listen to a little bit of a confusing introduction by the second monk, and there was some commotion in the crowd.

"Captain Deng, you said a lot, but it doesn't sound like you said anything!"

"Yes, Captain Deng, is the rumor that is making a lot of noise now true? From what you just said, we haven't found the answer yet. So, is the tabloid news out of nowhere? Or is the police deliberately avoiding it? ”

"Captain Deng, I heard that the victims in this case are all innocent citizens, shouldn't you reveal a little bit of the inside story, and it can be regarded as thinking about other innocent citizens!"

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Deng Haoran raised his hands to signal the silence below, and then said into the microphone: "There are rules, the police's criminal investigation work has a strict confidentiality system, before the case is closed, the clues and the victim's situation in the hands of the police must be kept secret temporarily, so I really have nothing to comment on the questions raised just now, I hope you can understand, and at the same time, I hope you believe in the professionalism and detection ability of the police, and don't be misled by the untruthful reports of tabloids and magazines." ”

"Since Captain Deng said that the report in the magazine is not true, can you elaborate on what is not true?" I saw a person standing in the front row, with short hair and slightly curly, oblique bangs, eyebrows, and a clear voice, it was Shi Zhen, who was holding the gossip magazine with a record daily sales in her hand.

Shi Zhen's anchor's column, the city TV station's "Seeing and Speaking from the Heart", can be called a famous and decent family in the local media circle, and many entertainment reporters who came with her today are looking at her, so as soon as she opened her mouth, the surroundings immediately became silent.

"I've read this magazine too." Deng Haoran said and picked up the same magazine he had prepared in advance and shook it, then said, "I can tell you responsibly that what is written here is not the truth at all, let alone the whole truth. ”

"Are there any so-called 'chainsaw murderers' and 'teenage girls' victims described in magazines? How many victims are there so far? Is the killer a serial killer? What was the motive for the crime? Where is the place where the crime was committed? Captain Deng is invited to answer these questions head-on. ”

It is said that men are most afraid of women with sharp teeth. In the face of Shi Zhen's aggressive questioning, Deng Haoran's always calm mind actually became sluggish, and he was speechless for a while. The reporters below began to talk about it again.

When he was dumbfounded, the pocket of Deng Haoran's shirt suddenly shook, and it turned out that his mobile phone that was temporarily muted before the meeting was jumping. He secretly took out his mobile phone and hid it under the table, only to see that it was a text message from Long Xirui: You might as well clarify everything positively: ......

"Could it be that she's there too?!" Deng Haoran said in his heart, and at the same time looked around at the boundless group of reporters in front of him.

It's hard to find! Let's solve the urgent need first. After making up his mind, Deng Haoran put on a calm and calm look, and talked about the content of the text message: "Since everyone is so interested in this case, I might as well clarify some facts." First of all, according to the forensic examination, the murder weapon was not a chainsaw, but a bone saw for orthopedic surgery. As he spoke, he picked up his mobile phone and showed everyone the photo of the bone saw that Long Xirui had just sent. Many reporters are scrambling to snap pictures on their phone screens.

Finding that the crowd below was listening to his statement with bated breath, Deng Haoran slowed down his speech with a smug face: "Secondly, all the victims are out of danger at present, and the murderer has not killed anyone at all. Therefore, what is written about in the magazine as a 'chainsaw massacre' is pure fiction. If you're still interested in the topic of the 'Chainsaw Massacre', then I'd like to introduce you to two movies, "The Texas Chainsaw Massacre" and "The Texas Chainsaw Massacre Prequel", both of which are restrictive horror films in the United States. However, for a lady like Miss Shi Zhen, I recommend that you watch it with your boyfriend or family member to avoid accidents. ”

Most people in the entertainment circle know that Shi Zhen is a leftover girl at the level of "white bone spirit", so Deng Haoran's humorous ridicule caused a burst of laughter in the group of reporters, and Long Xirui, who was sitting at home and listening to the scene, couldn't help but laugh because of his free play, and then the jade finger tapped and sent another text message.

Deng Haoran looked at the "tricks" he received again on his mobile phone in a generous manner, as if he was prepared, and continued: "Again, according to the clues we have so far, it is basically determined that the murderer is committing a serial crime, but he did not kill anyone, so it is inappropriate to call him a serial killer." As for the number of victims, the time and place of the crime, it is not convenient for me to disclose it at this time. ”

At this time, when he found that Shi Zhen was about to stand up and ask a question, Deng Haoran immediately said: "Finally, let me tell you that our police have communicated with the Municipal Bureau of Culture to manage the cultural market in accordance with the law, and those cultural communication companies and commodities that confuse the public and tell right and wrong will be seriously dealt with in accordance with laws and regulations." ”

His majestic voice was extremely intimidating, and in an instant, there was a sense of silence in the conference hall. Suddenly, only to hear the sound of "pop", everyone heard the voice, and it turned out that the magazine in Shi Zhen's hand fell to the ground.

Looking at her body frozen on the edge of the chair and not sitting and standing and her expression of wanting to speak and stopping, Deng Haoran felt a surge of pleasure in his heart, and took advantage of the victory to pursue: "In addition, on behalf of the police, I call on the general public to enhance their awareness of self-protection and their ability to identify rumors, and rumors stop at the wise!" At the same time, I hope that all media friends will not make a big fuss and create unnecessary panic. ”

The press conference, which was expected to hit the Earth by Mars, ended in a complete victory for the police. Director Hu Guotai took off his suit, ripped off his tie, wiped the sweat on his forehead with a handkerchief, and praised Deng Haoran with a smile: "Haoran, this self-defense counterattack was fought beautifully enough, and it should have been known to those reporters who don't know the height of the sky, and finding trouble from our police is equivalent to breaking ground on Tai Sui's head." ”

Deng Haoran smiled faintly and said, "It seems that you can temporarily get rid of the entanglement of boring media and do something serious." Hu Ju, I will go to the hospital to see the second victim, He Like. ”

"Yes, yes, let's be happy, and we can't delay our business. Haoran, the above has begun to pay attention to this case, and time waits for no one! ”

Deng Haoran left the director's office and dialed Long Xirui's phone: "Thanks to you just now!" ”

"You're just the right amount of humor!" Her soft smile came from the other end of the phone.

"The two-reed version of Pinocchio! Hehe! Even if he really wanted to be her puppet, he wouldn't be able to ask for it. He pressed his mouth to his phone, fantasized about connecting her red lips on the other side, and asked affectionately, "Where are you now?" ”

"On the way to the hospital."

Deng Haoran always took it for granted that Long Xirui was at the scene just now, and at this time, he couldn't help complaining that she didn't wait for him, but his mouth was still full of sweetness: "Okay, I'll go over and see you in the hospital." ”

In order to cope with the traffic jam and maximize the speed, Deng Haoran put the red flashing siren on the roof of the car, overtaking frantically along the way, and even ran the red light. In doing so, he was suspected of abusing his power, and he had no choice but to excuse himself with the seemingly "reasonable" reason that he needed to handle the case. In fact, even he didn't know whether he was doing this to get to the hospital earlier or to see her earlier. In fact, there is no need to distinguish between these two reasons logically, and the sooner you go to the hospital, you will naturally see her earlier.

When his car drove into the hospital gate, others thought it was the 120 ambulance that brought emergency patients. Just when he was a little complacent because of the privilege of the police, he found that she had arrived one step earlier.

"You're not going to fly here, are you?" He looked at her in amazement, as if he were witnessing a miracle.

Long Xirui blinked her left eye and said with a smile: "I just flew over." ”

A melodious singing voice came to my ears: "Where are you from?" My friend! Like a butterfly, flying into my window. It is Mao Amin's classic old song - "Missing".

In response to the singing came Xie Sangqiu, who was dressed in white. "The two of you seem to have fallen from the sky!" She said, leaning on her extra-thick glasses.

"It's still Dr. Xie's singing that is natural and beautiful." Long Xirui smiled.

"Yes, this song should only be in the sky!" Deng Haoran echoed.

"I'm more than a compliment, and I'm a mouthful of two mouthfuls right now."

"It turns out that psychiatrists are also good at funny." Deng Haoran sneered, and then asked, "Doctor Xie, what are your plans for today?" ”

"I'm going to do super deep hypnosis on He Like."

"It's up to you, Dr. Xie." He said.

"Today's protagonist is Wu Ming, the child."