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Chapter 48
Chapter 48
Half an hour later, on the open road in the early morning.
Phaeton's lightning is like a dazzling meteor in the communication in the morning, and it disappears at the end of the long street, leaving only the tail gas slowly.
"This is the case in general." Bluetooth in the car followed Yan Yan's mobile phone. Ma Xiang said: "The police car in the team has drove to Tianshan Mountain, and I am rushing to go.
"Okay, soothe the emotions of the parents of the abducted person, don't let them be too excited to affect the question." Then Yan Yan hung up the communication.
"Shen Xiaoqi's parents did not worry about when they arrived home at night, so I decided to drive to the scenic area to pick up their son home overnight. Because of the strong rebellion of adolescents, I was afraid that forcibly receiving people would cause any unpredictable consequences, so I did not say hello in advance. In the early morning, I did not say hello. At more than three o'clock, after the couple secretly drove to the farmhouse hotel, they found that their son had not been with his classmates, and he didn't even return to sleep all night. So he was anxious that the couple began to ask the classmates, but the children were very unsatisfactory. "
Jiang Pu leaned on the co -pilot and closed his eyes, his face was a little pale: "Don't cooperate?"
"I don't know. Shen Father Shen asked his son to leave before or after the bonfire party. Before some classmates said, some classmates said."
"It's all the meaning of lying."
"Almost." Yan Yan sighed, "But a group of lying children are better than the suspect who deliberately lying."
"What if the child is the suspect?" Jiang Pu asked suddenly.
Yan Yan glanced at the steering wheel, Jiang Pu Zheng raised his eyelids slightly, and the two looked at each other in the dimness, and immediately split.
"At 5:17 in the morning," Yan Yan turned back to his sight: "Parents received calls from the kidnapper again. This time, Shen Xiaosi's scream and call for more than ten seconds, and then the voice was cut off. The kidnapper was given only. The collapse of the Shen family left a word, and there were 38 hours and 52 minutes from the execution time. "
—— 38 hours, 52 minutes.
So zero.
"... more than ten seconds of screams, the kidnappers warned, the phone card was within 60 seconds." Jiang Po held his arms and groaned: "The execution of the preview is 8:00 in the evening in the evening."
"Yes, it's eight o'clock. But why?"
The vehicles are driving quickly on the road, throwing far behind the city center and high -rise buildings. At the end of the horizon in the distance, the fields of the suburbs are endless, and the morning crickets are gradually dyed with translucent fish belly.
"You can't count that minute less," Suddenly Jiang stopped, "The concept of the kidnappers was very strong. A few times of call should be scooped, and the time to report is more accurate. Or malicious teasing the police and parents, there is only one explanation. "
Yan Yan frowned: "At 8:00 in the evening, this time has specific significance for him?"
"right."
"No," Yan Yan suspected, "What does it mean to do not rely on the village before the village or the store?"
This time Jiang stopped him with a sentence: "Where I know, I am not a kidnapper."
He closed his eyes again, holding his beloved thermal insulation cup -if it was wolfberry tea inside, he was a living cadre, but in fact Yan Yan was wearing clothes to attract him to go out in the early morning and dressing. In the gap, the old Tongxing Pu'er tea was brewed in the time.
This does not mean that Yan Yan dressed himself, but stopped Jiang. Jiang Pu's body was not good and weak. If he slept well in the middle of the night, he couldn't wake up in the early morning. Yan Yan patted the door for thirty seconds without results. The wardrobe was wrapped in a few clothes, just like dressing up a doll, and hugged it and carried it out of the bedroom.
All the above details have fully demonstrated the hegemony of Yan Yan as the owner -bourgeoisie.
"Hey," the bourgeoisie taught, "What is your attitude, what is your attitude, and is you still worried about the morning?"
The proletariat did not even open the eyes: "I am called a negative resistance after the violence."
Yan Yan: "..."
At 8:30 in the morning, Tianzuo Mountain Scenic Area.
Phaeton struggled up the hillside, not knowing how many branches were scraped, and finally stopped in the grass.
At the gate of the farmhouse compound in the distance, Ma Xiang looked up from the crowd and saw it, and immediately caught up with three steps and two steps: "Brother Yan!—Oh, this is not Lu—"
Yan Yan grabbed Ma Xiang and said, "Old Wei and Lao Lu are not here, right?"
"Not here," Ma Xiang said inexplicably, "Boss Wei Er is commanding the scene at the far end of the city bureau."
Yan Yan was relieved, turned around and beckoned: "You can come down."
"Consultant Lu" was wearing an anti-smog mask in the fresh mountains and forests, and got out of the car with an expressionless face.
The three of them walked to the compound at the end of the stone road, and the police car of the Municipal Public Security Bureau had already surrounded the scene. The morning fog in the forest has not yet cleared, and the policemen are wearing dew all over their bodies, and they can hear Mother Shen crying hysterically from a distance.
"How is it?" Yan Yan asked.
"Just finished writing the transcripts for the students, there are four two men and two women in total." Ma Xiang scolded a swear word, "Fuck, little brats don't know the sky and the sky, thinking that their little cleverness can hide the police from the police. The flaws are enough to make a hole in jeans. Some people say that Shen Xiaoqi never came back after picking up the wood, and he disappeared all night; I seem to have seen Shen Xiaoqi, but I didn't see it clearly at night..."
Yan Yan interrupted him: "What did Wang Ke say?"
Wang Ke, the only child of the owner of the steamed bun shop, is currently one of the little kids most likely to be turned against by the police.
"It's that he said that Shen Xiaoqi never came back after picking up the wood. That's what we're most inclined to say now."
Yan Yan narrowed his eyes: "Who said that Shen Xiaoqi was seen at the party?"
The three walked into the compound, Yan Xun took the lead, Ma Xiang was close to his side, Jiang Ting walked the slowest - Yan Xun turned back and pulled his arms from time to time, like a police dog with pricked ears, always taking care not to lose it and take care of him. s cat.
As soon as they entered the courtyard, Mother Shen's cry became clear, and from a distance, a girl with short ears and short hair turned her back to them and comforted them softly: "Don't worry, Auntie, nothing will happen, Auntie, please relax... "
"It's her," Ma Xiang raised his head, "Tan Shuang."
Yan Yan stopped, observed Tan Shuang for a while, and took the transcript of the questioning from Ma Xiang. At this time, Jiang Ting was standing leisurely in the shade of the tree breathing the fresh air. Yan Yan pressed the soft black hair on the back of his head, and forcibly turned his head, insisting that he watch with him. The two of them stood face to face in the grass. .
After a while, Yan Yan finished reading, and shoved the transcript into Jiang Ting's arms:
"Tan Shuang!"
The girl turned her head, revealing a delicate and clean face, but with a strong sense of caution.
Yan Yan squinted her eyes and looked at her for a moment, then beckoned, she took out the certificate from her trouser pocket and said, "Police."
Tan Shuang hesitated for a few seconds, then turned around and comforted Mother Shen softly, and then slowly walked over, holding his hands in front of him vigilantly, looking back and forth at the handsome and tall man in front of him, but full of suffocation, obviously it was not good at first sight. Annoying the police.
Yan Yan was wearing a special price on Double Eleven, but he wore a Patek Philippe crocodile leather nautilus on his wrist—he didn’t have a cheap watch, so he stood there generously and let her look at it, and said casually: “Why, how about comforting the parents of the classmates? "
Tan Shuang saw him smiling, but couldn't figure out the details of the policeman, so he replied in a low voice, "Yeah."
"It's alright, I'll see that you are quite comforting. How do you know that Shen Xiaoqi will be alright?"
Tan Shuang choked, but then reacted quickly: "Because there are many police uncles here, I believe that no matter what happens, Shen Xiaoqi will come back safely."
Ma Xiang immediately had a "yo joke?" expression on his face.
At this time, Jiang Ting finished reading the transcript, and said softly, "I'll go around the neighborhood."
"Okay," Yan Yan said that he approved: "Ma Xiang will follow you, Consultant Lu, and serve carefully."
Ma Xiang immediately said, "Hey!"
Jiang Pu: "..."
Yan Yan turned back to Tan Shuang, inserted his hands in his pants pockets, and walked in the huge patio courtyard of the farmhouse hotel: "—— Needless to say, don't be nervous, I just ask. You know that Shen Xiaoqi was abducted. ?"
"……heard."
"Shen Xiaoqi usually has an enemy in school? After fighting and quarreling, he has reported a small report to the teacher."
Tan Shuang followed him unwillingly: "No."
"What do you have to do with Shen Xiaoqi?"
"He is my brother!"
Yan Yan returned to his head: "The younger brother?"
Unexpectedly, this group of children like to admit relatives for many years has not changed. Tan Shuang dumped two words: "Yes."
Yan Yan smiled very interestingly, and suddenly glanced at not far away. There was a flash of personal shadows at the end of the whole row of rooms, and then most of the body hidden in the corner, only half of the head, anxiously looking at it.
It is Wang Ke.
Yan Yan recognized a moment, but he didn't look on his face, and seemed to see nothing.
"Nothing to recognize. I not only recognized a group of elder brothers and younger brothers when I was in school, but also entered more than ten police stations because of a group of copied bricks with them." Yan Yan seemed to have not seen Tan Shuang's doubtful expression, and it was easy to relax. The topic was transferred: "The air is good here, who proposed it?"
Tan Shuang immediately replied, "Shen Xiaoqi."
"How do you know the scenic spot of Tianzuo Mountain?"
"Shen Xiaoqi said it was good, quiet, and isolated from the world, so we are here."
Yan Yan laughed: "The half -age child knows what is the world."
Tan Shuang rolled his eyes hidden behind him.
"Is there any abnormality before the disappearance? Have you ever said that he has been threatened, tracked, followed or any abnormalities?"
Tan Shuangya denied: "No, none."
Yan Yan had no match, and asked at least three nonsense in the transcript, but Tan Shuang had to follow the back and answered one by one, and felt very aggrieved in his heart.
Although this police officer who is obviously larger than others is in front of himself, and occasionally look back at him, every time he looks at him, there seems to be a snow -capped blade in the eyes of laughter, which can easily split any any any of them split any more than any. Covering and camouflage, even if it is just a little bit.
"How many boys, how many girls?" Yan Yan asked suddenly.
"I and Tongtong are girls, and I have three boys, Shen Xiaoqi, Wang Ke, and Wu Zixiang." Tan Shuang couldn't help but said, "Have you already read the hotel registration book?"
Having said that, in fact, the registration book of the farmhouse was fixed. Only Shen Xiaosi left his name when he scheduled the room as an organizer. As for how many people actually lived, the farmhouse managers were too lazy to care.
Yan Yan didn't care, and said, "I think the five of you have opened three rooms, is there one of a person who plays an order?"
Tan Shuang's lips: "Wu Zixiang sleeps and snore at night. Even the boy was unwilling to live with him, so he had to sleep himself. Is there any problem?"
"No problem," Yan Yan said, suddenly stood up and smiled at her: "It's strange that you little girl, how to be so disliked by the uncle of the police officer."
Tan Shuang suddenly hit his gaze, and when he was stabbed into the chest nest, his heart leaked half -shot.
"You ... your police officer," Tan Shuang's face was slightly whitening, and he thought he was calmly swallowed: "Your police officer treats us as a suspect and asked again and again. Is it strange? Obviously we do n’t know anything, and somehow we have been deducted. Do your police officers know that you respect our personal freedom! "
This is really naive, Yan Yan raised half of the corner of his mouth, revealing a smile full of evil.
"What are you laughing at, what are you..."
"Your hand is hurt."
Tan Shuang shuddered, and covered his hand with a conditioned reflex, covering the two hidden parallel scars on the inside of his palm: "That's just feeding the cat..."
Yan Yan interrupted her and said, "Give me your cell phone."
Whoa!
Jiang Ting opened the bathroom drawer in the hotel room, reached in and flipped through it, and carelessly pushed aside the girls' shower caps, headscarves, hairpins and other odds and ends.
Ma Xiang looked at the consultant Lu in front of him and felt very confused. He felt like he was rummaging aimlessly in various rooms of the hotel. Except for the luggage locked by the student door, even the wardrobe, drawers and toilets were all empty. Did not let go. What's worse is that he still spends a lot of time in the girls' house, not to mention that this kind of unauthorized search behavior is illegal in the first place, just to say that the behavior is like a psychopathic voyeur.
——But an ordinary voyeur would not be as cold as his expression, his eyes are so sharp, and his aura is so natural and calm and professional that Ma Xiang was too embarrassed to say it after trying to persuade him several times.
"That... Consultant Lu," Ma Xiang said cautiously, "How about we go buy something to eat? Breakfast?"
Jiang Ting didn't answer, and suddenly took out an item from the depths of the drawer, and the wires were smashed and turned over a lot of odds and ends.
Ma Xiang was curious about the probe, and saw that it was a pink ceramic round rod that looked a bit like a baton, with a short handle and a rubber handle, and there seemed to be several switches: "What is this?"
"You do not know?"
"I do not know."
Jiang Ting said casually, "Your brother Yan must know."
"???" Three question marks appeared neatly on Ma Xiang's head, and then he heard the word "Brother Yan", and then looked at the shape of the round rod, his thoughts suddenly diverged into some indescribable dimension, Teng! Instantly blushed.
"Hey, I... ah, Consultant Lu, you really..."
Jiang Ting inexplicably glanced at Ma Xiang, who was hesitating, not knowing what he was thinking. But he was not a curious person, he just reached out to turn on the bathroom light, squatted on the ground and started to search carefully.
"Sure enough, it's the same as what you said." At the same time, outside the house, Gao Panqing followed Yan Yan up the steps, admiringly said: "We checked all the students' mobile phones as you said, but we didn't find any of them. Call the parents—usually in this case, minors contact their parents early to attack the police, but these children are afraid of going back and don’t even dare to notify their parents…”
"There are many kinds of people's fears. The objects of fear of these four students are not the kidnappers nearby, nor the students whose life and death are uncertain, but the police." Yan Yan said lightly, "You can clearly see from Tan Shuang's reaction. It is obvious that she and several other students have the same hope: as long as Shen Xiaoqi comes back, the police will withdraw, and this escalating incident will be over; They won't be scolded."
Gao Panqing stopped abruptly: "You mean that the disappearance of Shen Xiaoqi is the masterpiece of these students?"
Yan Yan said: "It is most likely that he is the mastermind himself. It is not ruled out that Tan Shuang will assist and a few other classmates will set fire to bridge."
"But...why?" Gao Panqing said stunned: "I thought that this kind of teenage boy who ran away from home pretended to be kidnapped and used a high ransom to prove his status in the hearts of his parents could only appear in TV dramas... "
"No, not really. The Shen family secretly drove to Tianzong Mountain for a few hours in the middle of the night, obviously they were very concerned about their son. Besides, if they were self-directed and self-acted, their shirts soaked in blood from the white-tailed sea eagle could not explain it."
After Yan Yan finished speaking, he continued to walk along the hotel corridor. The second monk, Gao Panqing, who was puzzled, hurried forward: "Is it related to the national first-class protected animals? The Zorro Complexists are tied?"
"Are you writing a novel?" Yan Yan said with a smile, "After Da Huang suggested that the blood coat might come from the white-tailed sea eagle, I went to check the information. First of all, this scenic spot is not a habitat for sea eagles at all, and second, do you know that How ferocious is the white-tailed sea eagle? These bear children may not be opponents if they tie a piece together. If they dare to steal the eggs, the ashes will be cold now."
This kidnapping case is full of weirdness. Gao Panqing only felt that he had never encountered such a cloudy case in his life, and his hands were completely lost: "Then brother Yan, what the hell is going on?"
At this time, they walked to the open door, Yan Yan stood still, took the plastic bag from Gao Panqing's hand, and smiled:
"How do I know this, I'm not a kidnapper."
Gao Panqing: "..."
Yan Yan threw the words that Jiang Ting had brought back in the morning to others, and immediately felt an unspeakable spiritual satisfaction, and turned around and entered the room: "Consultant Lu! I've brought you some food, did you find it?"
In the hotel room, Ma Xiang was kicked out by Jiang Ting long ago, standing outside with a blushing face and rubbing his hands. In the bathroom, Jiang Ting was wearing gloves, picking up a few strands of hair from the ground with tweezers, and looking at the light carefully.
"—Yo, what are you doing?" Yan Yan saw this scene, and immediately stopped sensitively: "This is the scene? Do you want to wear shoe covers?"
"No." Jiang Ting said intently, "What's there to eat?"
Yan Yan took out the soy milk cup, inserted the straw, and put the warm plastic bag on the outside table: "This is the sweet soy milk in the bean paste that I bought in person and bought it myself, especially for our free white workers. Consultant Lu..."
Jiang Ting didn't take his eyes off the strands of hair, he took a mouthful of soy milk with his hand, and answered without raising his head, "If you can leave the kidnapping case with only 30 hours left, go and buy some soy milk first. Baozi, I am afraid that the position of this detachment will not be able to sit for long."
When he said that, he raised his eyes, and the two stood close to each other in the bathroom, looking at each other.
"Among my busy schedules, I worked tirelessly to personally instruct the intern under the master to buy the buns." Yan Xun politely said, "Take it and drink it, don't be so much nonsense."
Jiang Ting took the soy milk cup, a faint smile slipped through his eyes.
"How is it?" Yan Yan looked away somewhat unnaturally, and took the tweezers carefully: "Have you found the evidence?"
"It's not evidence, it's just a suspicious point, mainly because I found it." Jiang Ting held the hot soy milk in both hands, and pouted at the pink ceramic round stick that made the innocent boy Ma Xiang unable to calm his blushing.
Yan Yan picked it up easily: "Is the hair right?"
"See for yourself."
Ma Xiang's eyes immediately stared, and Yan Xuan really picked up the round stick and observed the light for a long time.
"...That's true." After a long time, Yan Yan murmured in the quiet room, "Sure enough... I know what these children are hiding. The courage of students these days is really... "
Jiang Ting bit the straw vaguely: "There is another detail in the boys' room, I suggest you take a look, maybe there will be more inferences."
Yan Yan nodded in agreement, took the lead to get out of the bathroom, handed the pink ceramic round rod to Ma Xiang with the wire, turned and walked out.
Suddenly he noticed something and stopped like a ghost: "—what's the matter with the pony, not feeling well?"
Everyone looked around and saw that Ma Xiang blushed so red that he could almost burn a boiled egg, his expression was like holding a countdown bomb in his hand: "I'm not, I don't, I, I, I..."
Yan Yan and Jiang Ting looked at each other, the latter shrugged to indicate that he was completely unaware.
"What's wrong with you?" Yan Yan asked inexplicably, "What's wrong with this ceramic curling iron?"
Ma Xiang: "Huh?"
Ma Xiang, who has never even held a girl's hand in his life, is single, an older man, and a straight man. He fell into silence amid the suspicious gazes around him.
The author has something to say:
Yan Yan: My mother used it.
Jiang Ting: Yang Mei used it.
Gao Panqing: My sister has used it.
Ma Xiang, a two-dimensional older teenager: …