Chapter 112: The Dusty Gate
"Conscience? I'm sorry, I just want to catch the suspect now, and as for the teacher-student relationship or something, I'll put it aside for the time being. If there is something offended here, you will definitely come to the door in person to make amends in the future! ”
Liu Hao's words really shocked everyone present.
It seems that he is not only thoughtful, but also has a great sense of justice.
Maybe only such a person can really be worthy of the police badge on his chest, and I have somewhat begun to admire Liu Hao, an old guy.
"Lao Tzu is also a policeman, your rhetoric can't scare me, if you are brave enough, you will go back to the city bureau to open a search warrant, otherwise try to see if you can find the surveillance video today!"
Most of the people present were dismissed by Liu Hao, but Lin Feng stood in front of him and didn't let him go.
It depends on the situation, Lin Feng is going to fight to the end here.
"Forget it, Xiaofeng, let's go!" Unexpectedly, at this time, it was Lin Bayi who took the initiative to let go.
"After all, your sister's engagement banquet still has to be held, and it won't do us any better if it drags on any longer."
Lin Feng first looked at Lin Bayi with a puzzled expression, as if he didn't understand why the latter gave this order.
The entire hall is full of their people, as long as Lin Bayi insists on refusing, Liu Hao and I will not be able to rush directly into the monitoring room even if we have the ability.
Moreover, what Liu Hao said was also a bit bluffing, because of Lin Bayi's original connections in the city bureau, there was a high probability that the search warrant would not be opened.
Taking a step back, even if the situation really develops, Lin Bayi still has a way to deal with it.
Father's words, Lin Feng couldn't help but listen. After a while, he could only bite his lip secretly, and then led Liu Hao and me towards the monitoring room.
Lin Xiaoxue also wanted to come with us, but before she could take two steps, she was glared back by Lin Bayi viciously.
Out of Lin Bayi's majesty, Lin Xiaoxue could only puff out her mouth unconvinced, smiled at me, and then stood back again.
However, all these things that happened just now were all seen by Song Shuai next to her.
Good guy, this boy looked at me with a straight smile, and then made a gesture to wipe his neck.
He did this series of actions very quickly, except for me, almost no one noticed it, and after he finished it, he took Lin Xiaoxue's jade hand again and looked at the other side indifferently.
What a sinister boy, this is clearly telling me that he sent the two outlaws to kill me. Now that he knows I'm not dead, he'll send a second killer to take my life.
I guess one or two of these people in the hall are already eyeing me.
At this time, the elevator repair workers rushed to the hall, and in order to hold the engagement banquet in time, the freight elevator located at the rear of the hall was also temporarily put into use.
I don't want to stay here and do too much entanglement with them, so I can only hurry up and leave.
"Hmph, Goofy, you probably didn't know that my sister was holding an engagement banquet here today, so you deliberately came here to stir up the situation, right?" On the way, Lin Feng looked at me with an unhappy face, and said in a low voice.
"Believe it or not, I'm really here to investigate the case. Otherwise, he wouldn't have followed Officer Liu, as long as he found useful clues, he would leave here immediately, and he wouldn't delay Xiaoxue's engagement banquet.
However, I still want to leave you a word, Xiaoxue will not be happy if she marries a son-in-law like Song Shuai! ”
Lin Feng turned his face directly and stopped looking at me: "Joke, you won't be happy if you follow him, can it be that you can be happy if you follow him?" You don't look at your own catties, people who can't even graduate from the police academy, and they still try to talk about happiness here? ”
Well, this kid is already crazy, I suspect that Lin Feng had a shadow psychologically when he was a child, and he was probably scared out by his father.
Lao Tzu didn't graduate from the police academy and has something to do with you? Can you use it and talk about it at every turn?
Halfway around the hall, we finally found the location of the monitoring room.
According to Lin Feng, due to various factors, the monitoring room, broadcasting room and elevator safety room of this office building are all built in one room, and it can also be said that this room is the security room of the entire office building.
However, this security room does not seem to be so secure, because there is only one man in his sixties in charge of it.
Only the uncle is alone, and it is impossible to stay in the room all day staring at the big screen.
Therefore, the uncle only stays in the room during the day, and at night, he goes to the staff dormitory on the second floor of the office building to rest.
We waited for a long time at the door of the room, and the old man trotted in from the hall, panting, and then opened the door of the room.
The door to the security room is one of those old-fashioned alloy doors, locked to death.
According to the uncle, there are only two keys to the room, one in his hand and the other in the person in charge of the office building.
Because of the habit developed over the years, usually after the uncle leaves the room, he will lock the door tightly. It can also be said that the security room at night is simply a decoration and has no substantive effect.
However, when Liu Hao and I were trapped in the elevator room before, we tried to call for help.
Someone clearly answered the phone and let out that weird laugh!
If there is no one in the security room all the time, who answered the distress call? I couldn't figure it out for a while!
With a crisp sound, the alloy door was slowly opened. The uncle took advantage of the situation to pull on the headlight switch on the side, and the entire security room was displayed in front of us.
The security room space is not large, about twenty or thirty square meters, consisting of two rooms, one outside and one mile.
In the center of the outhouse, there is a large row of surveillance televisions, more than 20 or so, recording the situation in different corners of the office building.
All the monitoring probes are in normal working condition, and I can even clearly see the scene in the hall at this time.
Liu Hao looked at the situation of the monitor, and after confirming that it was correct, he asked the uncle to help bring up the monitoring screen of Chang Qingshan when he entered and exited the elevator, and at the same time, he also called the city bureau and sent additional police officers to help.
At this time, I was idle, so I went into the back room alone.
Compared to the outhouse, the inner room is a bit simple.
In the relatively spacious space, there is only a set of old-fashioned wooden tables and chairs, which look a little old. There are very few things on the table, only an old phone and a stack of books scattered around, I guess the uncle usually puts some books on the table to relieve boredom.
Through the uncle's confirmation, I learned that the old phone was actually connected to the help number in the elevator. This means that the call can only be used for internal calls in the office building.
In addition to the elevator that caused the accident, there are three other lines connecting the whole building, namely the freight elevator, the main room, and the front desk.
The three lines don't connect with each other, in other words, we dialed the number for help in the elevator at the time, and this is the only place where we can get there.
I took a cigarette to calm my brain, then slowly sat down on the wooden seat and slowly picked up the microphone.
The plastic handle was so cold that I shivered. The moment I put the microphone to my ear, the scene in front of me flashed and turned blood-red.
"Boom!"
The next second, I saw a strange man in red with slumped shoulders, sitting upright in this seat, slowly picking up the microphone, putting it to his ear, and then let out that kind of hideous laughter!
I knew it was an illusion, but it was all too real. Have I ever seen it with my own eyes? Or is this picture always in my subconscious?
Next, I saw that the strange man in red actually moved, he slowly squirmed his lips, opened his mouth and said a paragraph, word by word, and I heard every word clearly:
Actually, you and I are the same!
Dusty memories flooded back my mind, and the scars on my chest began to ache again, and my whole body almost trembled with excitement.
I almost went crazy and yelled at the red-clad weirdo, "Who are you and why do you know that!" ”
"What do you say? Goofy! ”
"No, you're dead! Moreover, I killed you with my own hands! ”
"Oh? Is it? The strange man in red said disdainfully, then slowly raised his head and looked at me.
After seven years, that broken face appeared in front of my eyes again!