Chapter 21 Two-way 04 Reunion

I don't know who said that every reunion is for the next separation. The underlying implication of the phrase is that reunions are not necessarily good things.

For Lin Chen, he can't decide whether the arrangement of fate is good or bad, he only knows that waiting for the reunion is a difficult thing.

The sun shone quietly and silently, and the dining hall was very quiet.

The rest station staff brought brown blankets. The first group of policewomen who arrived was pouring tea for passengers. Seeing the unhurried movements of the policewomen, Lin Chen knew that Xing Conglian had indeed discovered him.

"When are you going to take the record? We're in a hurry to go home!" A passenger held a paper cup with a slightly impatient tone.

"That's right, just leave two people down and talk about it!" The passenger on the side echoed.

"Wait a moment." The policewoman smiled very softly. "The colleagues in the forensic department in front have not finished cleaning the scene. The expressway is allowed to pass at the speed limit, and the newly transferred car from the passenger station is also blocked halfway."

"And the forensics department, it's like shooting TV!"

"It's almost two hours, and it's not over yet?"

"Why are you fighting like this, we are all right, the children are just playing tricks!"

Several older women expressed their opinions in twos and threes. Lin Chen was still sitting in a very corner. The corner was a little cold, but it was also very quiet. He carefully observed everyone's expressions, and a strange feeling gradually rose in his heart.

When the robbery was brought up again, everyone's faces were very relaxed and indifferent. Not only did they not have any post-traumatic stress response, but they blamed the police for making a fuss. His eyes finally landed on the policewoman's face. The policewoman gently pushed her long hair behind her ears. Unfortunately, he did not find any nervous or dignified expressions on the policewoman's beautiful face. mood.

Then, the reason why everyone is still here, apart from Xing Conglian's order, is probably because of the traffic jam at the rear.

Lin Chen gradually felt that the situation was a little serious.

He looked out the window, and there were turquoise reeds that stretched to the end of the sky. When the wind blew, ripples like the sea rippled, and his expression became more and more solemn.

The space gradually quieted down, and gradually became too quiet again.

Suddenly, the sound of footsteps gradually sounded from bottom to top. It was the sound of police leather boots hitting the marble steps. The sound became more and more intense, and there seemed to be a lot of people coming downstairs.

It should be the police brigade who arrived.

Realizing this, Lin Chen suddenly felt nervous. This nervousness would not make his hands sweat and his body tremble, but it was enough to interrupt all thoughts in an instant. He obviously felt that his heartbeat was fast and his mind was blank. , even at this moment, will not be recalled.

He was nervous, he was nervous about someone coming.

click.

The leather boots stepped on the last step, and Lin Chen raised his head subconsciously.

If it is said that the feeling of tension is a conditioned reflex for no reason, then the fading of tension will disappear like a tide, and it will disappear in an instant.

The figure at the entrance of the stairs is very tall and straight, like a lonely peak stacked with rocks, and it is also very steep, like a frosty winter night.

The man's police uniform was straight, with a silver star shining on his shoulders. The man's surname was Huang, Zhou Wu Chen Huang's Huang.

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When receiving the call from Dynasty, Xing Conglian just walked into Fengjing School.

"It's not good. Inspector Huang is going to take the experts to the rest station to take notes. You hurry up. I'm afraid that my family's Achen will be murdered if it's too late!"

On the other end of the phone, Wang Chao spit out a bunch of words like a cannonball. Because he pronounced it too fast, Xing Conglian didn't hear it very clearly: "Which inspector are you talking about?"

"Huang Ze, Huang Ze, Huang Ze!" Dynasty was about to die, "I've already sent you your mobile phone for the best route for high-speed traffic jams, thank you!"

Before Wang Chao finished speaking, Xing Conglian heard a new message alert on his mobile phone. He looked down and saw that it was a new email.

"Is something wrong, Captain Xing?" Yang Dianfeng seemed to vaguely sense that the voice on the other end of the phone was urgent, and couldn't help but asked with concern.

Xing Conglian frowned, then quickly turned around and ran to the jeep by the roadside.

The spring breeze outside the school brought the hustle and bustle of young people, and the hustle and bustle in the cafeteria was all because of the arrival of several police officers.

The passengers in the corner of the hall stood up one after another, the sunlight scattered in from the floor-to-ceiling windows and the raised transparent ceiling, and Huang Ze stood at the entrance of the stairs, but could not hear any sound around him.

The sun was too bright, and the beige marble reflected most of the light, and Huang Ze felt stabbed in his eyes by something, and he was in a trance.

He seemed to have seen Lin Chen, and it was indeed Lin Chen.

But Lin Chen's body should be in the rolling river, and Lin Chen's soul should be at the Huajie cemetery...

But Lin Chen was standing among the passengers, his eyes were clear, and his hair was slightly wet from the sun.

Huang Ze suddenly wanted to laugh.

He saw Lin Chen put down the paper cup in his hand, turned around and put on a scarf for the old man beside him, said something that seemed to soothe his emotions, and then walked over slowly.

Sure enough, it was Lin Chen, even if he told a big lie, even if he was smashed on the spot, he was still calm and unapologetic.

The closer Lin Chen got, the tighter Huang Ze's fists became.

In the end, Lin Chen finally stopped in front of him.

Huang Ze was condescending, looking at Lin Chen's eyes, he could no longer restrain his inner anger, he slammed his fist and punched Lin Chen in the cheek.

Huang Ze's army was very strong, and he used all his strength to punch Lin Chen, staggering violently. But he didn't seem to have relieved his hatred. Seeing Lin Chen covered his face and took two steps back, he clenched his fists again and waved forward.

The surrounding police had never seen Inspector Huang break out such a fire, and they were all scared and stupid, and forgot to step forward to dissuade him.

Seeing that Huang Ze's fist was about to hit Lin Chen again, he suddenly changed direction in mid-air and grabbed Lin Chen's shoulder tightly.

Lin Chen was beaten unconscious for a few seconds. When he reacted, his tinnitus was very severe, his face was burning with pain, and his mouth was full of blood.

He felt his face being pressed against some hard fabric, and he didn't realize that he was being hugged tightly by Huang Ze until his heartbeat came.

"Why don't you die?" He heard Huang Ze say in his ear.

He could clearly feel that Huang Ze's voice was a little choked, but what was the choking?

Lin Chen felt strange and embarrassed, he didn't know where to put his hands, but Huang Ze didn't mean to let go.

In the end, a question sentence rescued him: "Are you Lin Chen?"

The person who was talking was the person next to Huang Ze. That person had fluffy curly hair that almost covered his eyes.

Huang Ze woke up like a dream and pushed him away like throwing garbage.

Lin Chen covered his face and looked up, and saw a fluffy messy curly hair.

"You really didn't die, and Inspector Huang has been sad for a long time?" The man's tone was casual, as if he had expected this for a long time.

"I forgot to introduce myself, my name is Jiang Zhe." Seeing that Lin Chen didn't react, he was a little stunned, and Jiang Zhe's face showed a hint of sarcasm, "Hongjing Municipal Bureau's new psychological consultant."

Oh, it turned out to be a colleague of Xing Conglian.

Lin Chen nodded and stretched out his hand naturally.

However, Jiang Zhe did not extend his hand: "The 1111 mass murder case, your suspicions have not been cleared, I will not shake hands with the murderer."

Jiang Zhe's voice was very loud, and all the eyes in the hall came to Lin Chen together.

Oh, it really is Huang Ze's friend.

Lin Chen retracted his hand and bowed politely. Since he had said hello and had nothing else to say, he walked to his seat.

"Why are you here, is this carjacking related to you, you still want to be famous!"

Jiang Zhe asked questions like a cannonball from behind, Lin Chen had to stop and turn around again, looking at Jiang Zhe's slightly raised eyebrows and mocking lips, Lin Chen thought about it for a while before seriously answering: "No, I just happened to pass by. , an unlucky victim."

His tone was as quiet and steady as always, and this tone was sometimes calming and calming, but at other times it was easier to add fuel to the fire.

"Yes, victim, you were also a victim of Feng Peilin's case last time. I read the file, and you jumped into the river with the victim! You are so intuitive, don't you know that someone has been watching you for three years? Helping Feng Peilin escape, it's just that idiot police officer won't suspect you!"

Jiang Zhe spoke very fast, his voice was very cold, and the glass windows seemed to be shaking. Because the sound was too loud, he was also very tired, so he paused.

At this moment, a very light and casual voice came from downstairs: "Hey, expert Jiang, it's not good to speak ill of people behind their backs."

Jiang Zhe was startled suddenly.

Lin Chen was also startled suddenly.