Chapter 35

Chapter 35 Round-trip 18 Inference

The world is very big, and there are many stories here. You have to find an answer among thousands of stories, which is more difficult than finding a needle in a haystack.

Lin Chen followed Xing Conglian. He thought that the other party was so reasonable, and he walked in a hurry. He was probably in a hurry to find the answer. Unexpectedly, Xing Conglian took him around the parking lot and went straight to the management center. canteen.

After the meal time, the window of the cafeteria was already closed. In the small supermarket by the door, the cat and the old aunt who was watching the shop were dozing off together, and the lights were not turned on.

Xing Cong went into the small supermarket and walked around, and when he came out, he had two bowls of instant noodles that had just been added with hot water, and they tasted like braised beef.

Lin Chen wanted to help, but Xing Conglian tapped on his pocket with his elbow.

Lin Chen understood, and put his hand into the pocket of the mixed-race youth's long trench coat. No accident, he found an unopened box of cigarettes.

When people are irritable, the craving for smoking will indeed increase a lot. So he patiently opened the plastic package, took out one, and stuffed it into Xing Conglian's mouth. Xing Conglian turned around again, let him in another pocket, took a lighter, lowered his head slightly, and put the cigarette in his hand. .

With a swipe, the flames lit the cigarette. In the dark space, the eyes of the mixed-race youth were drooping, and the eyelashes seemed to be a little long. The eyes covered with long eyelashes were green and clear as water. This is an ordinary one. Action, Lin Chen felt that his heartbeat suddenly accelerated a little.

He retracted his hand and, naturally, put the lighter back in his pocket.

Xing Conglian took a deep breath and was suddenly satisfied. He didn't speak, he was smoking seriously, and then took Lin Chen back to the car.

He put down the two bowls of instant noodles, patted the hood, patted it, and asked, "Can I get on it myself?"

Xing Conglian was driving an off-road vehicle with a high chassis. Lin Chen was speechless. He thought that if I couldn't get up, could you still hold me up? He thought so, supporting the cover with one hand and stepping on the bumper. On, sat on the hood.

It wasn't until he was seated that he realized why Xing Conglian chose this place.

When the jeep stopped, it was facing the reeds in the sky. In the distance, an egret swept across the sky. In the afternoon, the sun was warm and the breeze was blowing. It was very suitable, comfortable and pleasant. He picked up the instant noodles beside him, moved his position, and let Xing Conglian jump up.

The instant noodles were still hot, and when the lid of the bowl was lifted, the hot air rushed into his face, Xing Conglian handed over a fork very thoughtfully, and the two of them didn't speak, and began to silently eat their late lunch.

After he really took two bites, Lin Chen realized that he was really too hungry. The spicy soup and flexible noodles entered his stomach, and his tension and fatigue were finally relieved.

"I've known each other for so long, but I still don't know where you are from?" Xing Cong suddenly asked after taking two bites.

The wind was soft and the reeds were green. These words seemed like a commonplace chat.

"My family is in the spring."

After Lin Chen answered this sentence, he suddenly remembered that the other party actually took out his mobile phone, made a phone call, and waited a few minutes to know all his information. Then, this seemingly casual question actually wanted to tell him that he did not. He has not explored his past through those investigative methods.

Sure enough, after saying this, Xing Conglian continued to eat noodles quietly, without saying anything. It was only then that Lin Chen noticed that although he only ate a bowl of instant noodles, Xing Conglian had a straight back, his hand holding the food was very steady, and the frequency of eating was also very steady, which meant that he was not moving like a mountain. Lin Chen suddenly remembered that a long time ago, when the teacher was joking, he said that eating and making love can best tell a person's character, so Lin Chen thought, Xing Conglian is really scary.

However, Lin Chen's emotion only lasted for a short time, because Xing Conglian quickly finished eating the noodles and even drank the noodle soup completely. He put the noodle bowl down and lay down on the hood, looking like he was really going to sleep.

"Did your psychologists say that if you don't understand something, you have to change your mind?"

Lin Chen glanced at him and nodded: "Because the mindset sometimes prevents people from generating new ideas, so..."

Before he could finish speaking, his elbow was pulled, Xing Conglian didn't know when to stand up, took the instant noodle bowl in his hand, put it next to the wiper, and couldn't help but drag him to lie down together .

"Then let's get some sleep." Xing Conglian said.

In this way, Lin Chen was inexplicably forced to lie on the hood, and even more inexplicably, there was a man lying beside him.

The hood is still cold, and the wind blowing is mixed with the familiar scent of menthol tobacco and instant noodles. It is very clean and warm, even reassuring, and you can think about nothing.

Lin Chen felt a little drowsy, but in his ear, he suddenly remembered a familiar deep voice.

"You're not really going to sleep, are you?"

nonsense……

"I just suddenly thought, since he asked us to find the answer, can I understand that he is actually looking for help from the police after he was desperate?"

Lin Chen opened his eyes slightly: "It seems, you can also think so."

"Since he wants to seek help from the police, when he called the police, he actually expressed what he wanted to express clearly. According to your words, he has put all the clues in front of us."

"Yes, it is."

"The clues he gave us are the Hongjing Expressway, because there is no doubt that all incidents happened on this expressway."

"Um."

"You also analyzed that if he can convince those people, then his reasons must be heavy, then, the things that can make people feel heavy in this world must be related to life and death. Therefore, things that happen on the road are related to life and death... ."

"Car accident?" Lin Chen woke up instantly, "You mean, he wants us to find the truth about a car accident?"

"If my thinking is correct, the reason why he is looking for reporters is for public revenge, and he wants to discredit the initiator of the car accident, or the mastermind behind it."

Lin Chen thought about it for a while, and felt that this idea was really clear, so he said, "It makes sense, then it will trouble the dynasty again."

"This is his honor." Xing Conglian said, took out his mobile phone, and called the technical house again.

Dynasty is depressed, really depressed.

"Check it out, how many car accidents have occurred on Hongjing Expressway within a year now." Xing Conglian's voice came from the phone, and Wang Chaoben was holding the phone between his shoulders and ears when he heard this. , He felt even more tired, "Head, what are you doing? Even if there are 3 car accidents a day, there will be thousands of car accidents on this expressway within a year."

"Be quiet and listen to me." Xing Conglian sat up cross-legged, "First of all, rule out an accident that did not cause any casualties."

"Um……"

"Then, filter the list of casualties to see if there are any students or teachers from Fengjing School."

"Hey, head, it will take time to adjust the data and investigate, you have to wait for me."

"I know, in the end, you have to filter the list of all family members of the casualties in the car accident to see if there are 15-18 year olds among the family members, and if so, see if there are any students from Fengjing School among them."

"Oh, I understand what you mean, but I'm on high speed, the wireless signal is not very good, you have to wait a little longer."

Xing Conglian was keenly aware of some abnormalities from the microphone: "Don't you have a car with Lao Peng and the others?"

"No, Boss Peng seems to be approaching the scene of the hostage-taking. Just now, Manager Yang said that he would be fine when he went back anyway, so he borrowed a car to take me there..." After Wang Chao reported casually, he hung up the phone.

Xing Conglian moved the phone to his ear, frowned slightly, and did not speak.

"What's wrong?" Lin Chen asked.

"I suddenly remembered that the kidnappers actually gave us a clue."

"Um?"

"A car tablet."

In fact, at the earliest time, the boy used an extremely rugged method to deliver a vehicle-mounted tablet to the police. However, Dynasty has checked carefully, except for the strange driving route recorded by GPS, there is no abnormal information in this car tablet.

"Didn't you once say that this tablet has gone through a complicated and strange route that cannot be completed by human beings?"

Xing Conglian glanced at him, suddenly rubbed the board on his head, and jumped out of the car: "Of course, there is no way to accomplish this by one person's strength. It's actually very simple. The navigation calculates the route according to the highway, but He can jump off a high-speed ultra-shortcut, and then he just needs to pass the tablet to someone, and that person will pass it to the next person, and after a few passes, the route will of course become weird and unpredictable."

"Someone is helping him." Lin Chen sat up, but didn't move.

What exactly do you want to do, and what reason do you use to persuade these people to help you together?

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Xing Conglian drove the car to the high speed again. This time, he didn't have to hurry.

The time that should have passed will still pass minute by minute, and the agreed ninety minutes are a lot closer. In the face of the torrent of time, no matter how much effort and thinking, it will always be a drop in the bucket.

The spring breeze and the scent of green grass make one’s body and mind relax untimely. Outside the window is a reed taller than a person. The young man may be hiding in one of the grasses and playing games with the children. However, perhaps In the next moment, the sniper's bullet would pierce his head.

Because there is no answer, there is no happy ending.

The road ahead was brightly drenched by the sun, as if it had been coated with a thin layer of wax, as if something had happened. The speed of the traffic gradually slowed down, and the rear of the car not far away had red lights, and Xing Conglian braked from time to time. Avoiding the collision, but finally stopped.

Just as he stopped, the traffic in front suddenly moved again.

There was a black Buick parked in front of him. The black Buick was about to start when the bus on the right side of the lane suddenly jammed, and instantly did not pass half the front of the car.

The Buick driver, who had been waiting a little anxiously, stomped on the accelerator in a fit of anger when he met Gasser, unwilling to give in.

Unexpectedly, the bus driver refused to stop, and with a loud bang, the Buick and the bus collided firmly.

Because of the huge gap between the models, the Buick was knocked down by half, the windshield was completely shattered, and the passengers on the bus were suddenly stunned by the accident.

Seeing this, the bus driver immediately opened the door, jumped out of the car, and kicked the front of the Buick: "Hey, you don't want to kill me, I'm going to kill you, I'm in a car, you want to die, don't you?"

The hot bus driver scolded it was not enough. Seeing that the Buick driver seemed to be stuck in the cab, he kicked the door with all his might, as if to ram the door.

At this moment, the angry bus driver suddenly felt a tightness in his neck, and was instantly overturned and ground.

Xing Conglian let go of his knees, pressed both hands of the driver of the passenger car, took out the handcuffs and chained the person. His movements were smooth and fast.

He stood up and went back to the Buick. All the airbags in the cab were deployed, and the driver was stuck.

Lin Chen was knocking on the car window, and seemed to be asking about the driver's injuries.

Right here, a siren blared suddenly from the opposite lane, Xing Conglian looked back, stared at the flashing police lights coming from a distance, and frowned.