The average IQ of the people in the wooden house is not less than 130.

If Meg is removed, the number can be even higher.

Even so, the last thing they can think of after encountering this situation is to call the police

Professional things should be left to professional people.

The history professor called his acquaintance, gave an address, and asked him to send a team, preferably experienced ones.

The members of the security team took the case very seriously and immediately set off.

But it didn't take long for the bad news to arrive, because of a heavy rain, the road to the hut was so muddy that it was difficult for the car to drive through.

The pace of support was much later than they expected.

Hearing the news, Meg even asked naively,

"Really stuck in the mud? At least Ludon didn't lie to us about this! ”

All:.

The vigilantes came too slowly, and everyone was in a bad mood, and Meg, a bitter and mean fellow, would quarrel at the slightest disappointment.

The history professor simply moved his armchair outside the wooden house, draped in a blanket, and smoked a smoky cigarette outside.

Jack was even more decisive, he threw away all his worries and went straight to the lake with his fishing tackle.

As we all know, night fishing makes big things!

Jack didn't feel that he had been deceived, and took a step back and said that even if he was deceived, it was John who lost.

He's just a passing angler.

Meg refused to leave the wooden box, even though it was a pile of fakes, and she insisted on staying near it.

She still can't figure out how Lunden did it?

The box had clearly never left her sight.

How did the contents become fakes?

I don't understand.

The night seemed extraordinarily long and torturous.

When the east turned out the white of the fish's belly, there was a roar of machinery in the sky.

A helicopter, falling from the sky, landed next to the wooden house.

Obviously, the road is really impassable for vehicles, and the security team has no choice but to use this method.

The helicopter came down with five people, and the leader showed his ID.

"I'm Captain Cape of the Bull Lodge Security Team, which of you is Al Naby?"

"Me."

The history professor greeted him, looking at each other warily, holding his papers in his hands and looking them over and over again.

The man behind the vigilante smiled contemptuously, and seemed to be very experienced with this kind of thing.

These guys are never so vigilant when they are deceived, and after they are deceived, they will be all soldiers.

Even if they are really from the security forces, they will be repeatedly interrogated and questioned.

If history professors had this attitude towards liars, they wouldn't have been deceived!

Fortunately, considering the identity of the other party, the sarcastic words were not spoken.

After confirming the identity of the captain, the history professor breathed a sigh of relief and waved his hand weakly,

"You're finally here, and I hope you can help."

The captain of the peace quickly entered the state and asked his subordinates to cordon off the scene while interrogating everyone and collecting confessions.

They need to know what's going on here.

Several people were questioned in different areas, on the one hand, to prevent them from colluding confessions, and on the other hand, they also hoped to find new clues from the comparison of each person's confessions.

It took the history professor nearly half an hour to tell the story and be cross-examined for nearly half an hour.

By the time the first confession was collected, it was almost dawn.

After a long night's work, everyone was exhausted, and only Jack, the fisherman, was in good spirits by the lake.

He didn't look like this because he caught a big fish, but because he didn't.

"The fish are sleeping at night, and they will definitely not be able to catch big fish, but now it is different, it is dawn, the fish wake up and want to eat, I just threw a pot of nests, I have a hunch, I will definitely be able to do it today."

The team member who had been sent to collect the confession fled in a hurry, and he had had enough of this guy.

Jack's fishing skills are good, except that he can't catch fish.

The captain had the confessions of everyone in front of him, but he didn't look at it, but looked at the history professor and asked again,

"Luden. Did you collect some cameras at the time? ”

"That's right!"

The history professor remembers this detail so well that he can never be mistaken.

The captain frowned, a detail that obviously didn't make sense.

Looking back now, the camera must have been set up by Luton himself, and then the thief shouted to catch the thief.

But the question is, why did he do it?

The captain asked again,

"Where's the camera? Did Luton take it? ”

"This. No! ”

The history professor remembered and quickly took out several cameras and put them in front of the captain.

"Huh?"

One of the team members said in surprise,

"Isn't this a wireless camera?"

"What?"

The history professor was also confused and didn't know what the difference was.

After getting the captain's permission, the team stepped forward, divided by two, and took out a memory card from behind the camera.

He explains,

"This thing won't be uploaded to the Internet, and the footage is stored in the card."

After saying that, he dismantled a few more cameras, but found nothing.

Only one memory card?

The captain had planned to take the card back and have his colleagues in the technical department help with it.

But at the insistence of the history professor, he could only read the memory card on the spot and check the picture inside.

"Zizi-"

"Z-"

After a bit of noise, the screen draws, revealing a human face.

Meg pointed to the face and screamed,

"That's him!"

They never expected that the video in the memory card would be Lu Deng at the front!

What is this?

Provocation?

The captain remained silent, did not show anything unusual, and refused to let go of any details.

Whatever Ludden's reason for doing this, it's a good thing for the captain.

At the very least, they don't need to make a portrait of the suspect.

On the screen, Ludon sat in a chair with a natural expression, as if talking to everyone, and said,

"Congratulations on discovering this easter egg, I don't know if you've deduced everything, if that's the case, then there's no need to read on."

"Of course you can go ahead and watch the video, all the process is recorded here, just like the exam to see the reference answers, it's a gift, a gift for the fool"

Ludon changed his words and showed a sly smile,

"Of course, all the elements of this scam are already in front of you, every link, every key information, is clearly listed.

All you need to do is find the contradictions, cut through the fog, and see the truth.

If this is a detective, it only leaves the protagonist to connect all the clues and solve the case.

A story is always such a simple structure of characters, protagonists and supporting characters"

The corners of Luden's mouth on the screen hooked, and he asked rhetorically with a bit of provocation,

"So, tell me."

"You, are you the protagonist?"

"Or do you want to accept this gift?"