"That's right."

Ethan nodded, tapping the belt gently.

These words of Olinsky are very reasonable.

"I just had some exchanges with Professor Webb." Antonio pinched the stud earrings and said what he knew: "We all know York's background, he has no father since he was a child. ”

"And Professor Webb used to have a very good relationship with York because of this."

"Usually, I often take care of him."

Antonio looked through the notebook and continued: "But then the two slowly distanced themselves from each other because of academic differences, and because Professor Webb found out that York had bipolar disorder. ”

"All this broke out at the time of the defense."

"What?"

Ethan looked at Antonio in surprise: "In other words, their previous relationship was actually very good?" ”

"That's right."

Antonio nodded and put the notebook down.

"I see." Erin stood up and said excitedly, "York, for his own reasons, treats Professor Webb as a father. ”

"With the failure of the plea, with the application for a restraining order."

"All of this gave York a sense of betrayal, and he wanted to prove himself right through this destructive, humiliating way."

"He also wanted Professor Webb to taste that feeling of nothing."

From a personal emotional point of view, there is nothing wrong with this inference.

Everyone nodded, feeling that it made sense.

The so-called transfer of one person's mental trauma to another person, to put it bluntly, is to let you taste what I am now.

"But I still have a question."

Russec scratched his head and wondered, "Why did York get so many things out and attract our people over." ”

"Traps, bombs."

"What did he do all this for?"

"For humiliation." Ethan figured it out, and he said with a cold face, "We are just tools to witness York's revenge. ”

"The more people who know about this kind of thing, the happier he is."

"Damn Fake, this neurosis, the more painful Professor Webb is, the happier he is, if you find someone to pretend to be a reporter for an interview, you don't believe it, he can faint with excitement."

"Shet."

"Damn bastards."

Hearing this, everyone scolded one after another.

There were two more people lying in the hospital at the police station, all just for York's revenge thoughts.

"He's in the interrogation room."

Atwater spread his hands and said helplessly: "Anyway, we need to find Mrs. Webb, what is the next interrogation plan?" ”

"I've got something here."

Horstead stood up and showed his wallet: "This was found on York's body." ”

"There's a note in there."

He raised his other hand and shook the yellow paper: "There is only one phone number on it, and nothing else." ”

"I suspect it was deliberately left for us."

Looking at the note in his hand, Erin quickly got up and took it curiously.

Not only her, but everyone else cast curious glances.

Everyone wants to know what this neuropathy wants to do next, and the answer is in this number.

"Huh."

Ethan snatched the note away, his eyes narrowing.

After a few seconds, a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth: "No one is allowed to call this number, and no one is allowed to interrogate York without my consent." ”

"The more he wants us to do, the more I don't do it."

"York wants to see us anxious and satisfy his perverted emotions, so none of you are allowed to deal with him, and you are not allowed to let Professor Webb intercede, I want to suffocate this mother to provoke Farke."

Now that he showed up automatically, York was ready to go to jail.

It would give him the greatest pleasure to see the police angry about his affairs, and to see Professor Webb crying bitterly in front of him.

This pervert is probably already waiting for it.

The crowd also thought of this.

Light laughter rang out one after another.

Rusek scratched his head and spread his hands out, "But we have to find people." ”

"Ignoring him won't solve the problem."

"Smack."

Ethan picked up a folder and slapped it on his head.

"Whew~"

Rusek rubbed his head and grinned, "Well, I need a reason. ”

"He's a fool, and you're going to be a fool too?" Ethan shook the note in his hand and said angrily: "Could it be that the phone number can only be used to call?" ”

"Will the positioning?"

"Smack."

This time, several other people all slapped themselves on the forehead.

Ready-made clues, just send them to hand.

A group of people were led by York's nose for a long time, and their thinking was already limited, and they couldn't think of the most simple and direct way for a while.

Rusek smiled wryly, took the folder himself, and shook it his forehead.

Outside the homes for sale, several cars came to a scrambled halt.

"This is the address."

Erin threw the car door and looked at the two-story villa in front of her: "Professor Webb's wife is a real estate agent, and this house is also under her agency. ”

With phone number locating, they ended up locking the address.

A group of people got out of the car one after another, but no one dared to take a step forward.

After all, there had just been an explosion, and no one dared to gamble here.

"How long will it take for the bomb disposal team to come?" Ethan looked at the light spot inside the radar and said in a deep voice, "Let them hurry." ”

"Two minutes."

Antonio hung up the phone and tapped his watch: "I'm on my way over, I'll be there soon." ”

"Set up a cordon."

Ethan waved his hand and gave the order.

When they surrounded the entire building with a cordon, the bomb disposal team hurried in, and the commander of the team was gray-haired and an old acquaintance who had just worked together in a motorcycle repair shop.

"Your intelligence group is really busy."

The commander walked straight over to Ethan: "Or what the same person did before?" ”

"That's right."

Shaking hands with him, Ethan asked with concern, "Are you all right?" ”

If you are reasonable, you have to ask.

"It's fine."

The commander let go of his hand, shook his head, and said, "Those young men are in good physical condition, just lie down for a day." ”

"Still."

He looked at the small building in front of him, frowned, and said, "Given what happened before, this place is tricky, and no one knows where that bastard will install the mechanism." ”

This kind of means is impossible to prevent.

It could be a floor tile or a door lock.

Any action can bring about a catastrophic reaction.

"I have a solution."

During that time, Ethan had been thinking about the attention of going in to save people.

He pointed to the edge of the house above and said in a deep voice: "The murderer is just an ordinary person, we can not take the ordinary road, what do you think?" ”

(End of chapter)