Chapter 30 Round-trip 13 Choices

For example, meeting true love in the vast crowd, or cutting the right one among many wires, these are all bridges that are only found in movies.

But the star of the movie is always a superhero, Huang Ze thought, it must not be him, he is not so lucky.

Earlier, after driving Lin Chen away, he fell into an unspeakable emotion again.

He doesn't regret it, even if he is now squatting in front of a time bomb and forced to face the death that may be coming, he doesn't regret it. After all, as Lin Chen said, the occurrence of established facts is not based on personal will for transfer. The reason why he felt an inexplicable emotion was because he found out that he would really become a different person because of Lin Chen. He was emotional, irrational, and even the way of thinking became ugly. The elite education is completely contrary to Lin Chen. All of this is because of Lin Chen.

So now, when Lin Chen asks him to do irrational things again, what should he do?

Nearly 100 kilometers away, in the monitoring hall, Lin Chen stood quietly in front of the big screen, as if waiting for the result of Huang Ze's thinking.

"You should know that this is very dangerous, and it is also possible that when he cuts off the line of fire, the bomb will detonate instantly." Xing Conglian turned his head slightly, leaned against Lin Chen's ear, and whispered.

"I know, but when there are 10 minutes left, it is equally dangerous to let him detonate a detonator." Lin Chen held the microphone, as if he didn't want Huang Ze to hear the next words: "And I am very suspicious. , that driver is lying."

"How to say?"

"There are three problems. First, when a person is lying, he inadvertently drops the subject 'I', he says 'while smoking' instead of 'I am smoking', and 'make a stopover' instead of 'let me Stopping in the middle of'...these sentences lose the subject 'I' when making up lies because these events were not his own."

"This is too far-fetched. He also said 'I'." The chairman, who had been watching the development of the situation before waiting for the sentence to speak, spoke.

Lin Chen nodded, and then roamed the audience, his eyes fell on the head of the technical house who was desperately typing on the keyboard, and said, "Dynasty, answer me your age, the first time you lied, the second time you told the truth."

"Ah?" The named tech house raised his head, not knowing what happened.

"How old are you?"

The question came so quickly that he had absolutely no reaction time.

"16 Ah!" Chao Dynasty answered confidently with his head held high.

"I asked how old are you this year?" Lin Chen increased his tone and repeated it again.

"Okay... I'm 18 this year."

After Wang Chao finished speaking, he suddenly fell silent, realizing that he seemed to have really used the subject.

Hearing this answer, Lin Chen turned to look at Xing Conglian, somewhat incredulous: "Child labor?"

Captain Xing was slightly embarrassed, but he had no choice but to say, "He's an adult."

The chairman wanted to refute, but Xing Conglian glanced at him and motioned him to keep silent.

"Continue talking." Xing Conglian said to Lin Chen.

"Secondly, the recollection of lies and real events is different. Lies tend to have more details and are very clear. When I asked him how the suspect carjacked, his answer was very clear, and he could quickly recall 'Yinchuan' 'This place name, on the other hand, when I asked the teacher of Fengjing School, I also used some methods to make him recall the specific place name."

"But it doesn't rule out the possibility that the master specially remembered where they got off the bus!"

"Indeed." Lin Chen nodded, and then said: "So, there is a third point, when people tell a lie, they tend to think that they have fooled themselves, so when you take a period of time, ask him about it again. At times, he would react in two ways, angry or accidentally revealing the truth.”

"But in such a tense situation, shouldn't he be angry when you ask him the question he has already answered!"

This time, the person who questioned Lin Chen was replaced by the manager of the passenger transport company who had been watching the big screen behind him. Yang Dianfeng asked angrily. Around him, many staff members looked at Lin Chen with the same meaning. . It was a bus driver who was tied to the seat of the bus by a time bomb and just wanted to go home for a hot meal. Questioning about such a victim always seemed too indifferent and too annoying.

Lin Chen was not moved at all, he seemed to agree with these people's views, so he just looked at Xing Conglian, and his voice was very soft and flat: "Which is the result of the polygraph, it can't be used as evidence in court. , all interpretations of lies cannot be 100% correct."

"Assuming the driver is lying, it's also assuming he's an accomplice of the carjacker, and he won't allow himself to actually be killed, so cutting the line of fire is inversely safer than clearing the detonator."

"I think so too."

"Why didn't you tell Huang Ze?" Xing Conglian noticed Lin Chen's hand holding the microphone, and suddenly asked an unrelated question.

"Look, even here, I said that the driver was lying, and so many people disagreed. What's more, Huang Ze heard it?" Lin Chen raised his head slightly and looked at the young man in police uniform on the screen.

"Then?"

"Then... I'm pretty sure that if I reasoned with him seriously, he wouldn't listen, but if I asked him to risk his life, he would be very happy, because I would regret and suffer for the rest of my life. won't miss it."

Xing Conglian frowned lightly, thought about what Lin Chen said very seriously, and then looked at Lin Chen with the same serious eyes: "But if I were Huang Ze, no matter what, I would like to know the information you said. "

"Even if you make the wrong choice because of this?"

"Yes, about life and death, I want to be able to make my own choices, rather than having others help me make reasonable decisions."

Lin Chen looked back at Xing Conglian. In fact, he didn't quite understand the meaning of this sentence, but the eyes of the mixed-race youth were too firm, so he nodded and said, "I understand."

On the screen, Huang Ze was squatting beside the driver's leg, carefully studying the structure of the bomb.

At this time, a staff member has already sent a signal that the cleaned repair tools have been sent to the outside of the car.

When Huang Ze turned around and stepped out of the bus, Lin Chen let go of the hand holding the microphone and said, "Huang Ze, keep walking, don't look back, I want to tell you something."

"Lin Chen, are you driving the public release?" Huang Ze walked to the pipe wrench and milling tool on the ground, crouched down, and asked.

"right."

"Turn off the public release, I have something to tell you."

When Xing Conglian heard this, he looked at Lin Chen in disbelief.

"Yeah." Lin Chen looked back at Xing Conglian, and then, in front of everyone's eyes, switched the call to the receiver and said, "It's closed."

"You asked me to cut the fire wire right?" Huang Ze raised his eyebrows slightly and asked softly.

"Yes, listen to me, I doubt..."

In the picture, Huang Ze smiled lightly. He faced the parking lot surveillance camera and seemed to say something. The next moment, he took off his earphone, put it in his pocket easily, and then bent down to pick up the scissors.

In the monitoring hall, all the staff took a deep breath.

Huang Ze's figure soon reappeared. He was holding a simple repair scissors in his left hand. The red number on the timer was still beating, and there were nearly 9 minutes left.

"Don't let him cut, there is still time, why do you want to do it now!"

In the crowd in the monitoring hall, someone shouted such a sentence, and the surrounding people responded.

"Yes, yes, there is still time!"

The private whispers gradually converged into a torrent.

However, Xing Conglian didn't move, he put one hand on Lin Chen's shoulder,

On the screen, of course, Huang Ze could no longer hear those words, nor could he see such a scene.

He didn't look at the camera again, he was very calm, his face and clothes were still meticulous, he picked up the repair scissors, and without hesitation, clipped them into the complicated wires.

Some timid girls directly covered their faces with their hands and dared not look again.

With a thud, the line of fire snapped.

In fact, all the people in the monitoring hall did not hear the very slight sound. What they were looking at were the dry and steady hands on the huge screen.

The wire was broken in two, the copper wire was exposed, there was no fire or soot, and the bomb did not explode, but before people could relax quietly, in the next second, Huang Ze took a step back. ring.

As if the water from the river was entering the sea like a dam releasing floodwater, the numbers on the timer were rapidly going backwards, the time was quickly reduced from 9 minutes to 7 minutes, and the red dot for the countdown flashed frantically.

Before Huang Ze could even take another look at the camera, he returned to the door and shouted at the reporters and a few staff who were waiting outside the isolation line.

His mouth was wide open and his hands were swung very hard. In the blurred surveillance footage, everyone in the distance could be seen lying down one after another, clasping their heads tightly with both hands.

But there was no sound, because Huang Ze turned off the only communication device. Therefore, everything that happened in the parking lot was like a grand silent movie, staged on a big screen hundreds of kilometers away.

In the monitoring hall, some people closed their eyes, and some people started to cry.

Time flies fast and time flies very slowly.

Huang Ze reappeared within the scope of the high-definition camera lens. He slowly approached the lens. In the picture, the texture of his clothing gradually became clear. However, because he was too close, his face was never within the frame.

Suddenly, Huang Ze raised his dry and steady hand, and the next moment, the picture turned into still darkness.

He turned off the camera.

In the space, there was a faint cry, and Lin Chen stood quietly, his breathing was the same as his face, and there was no disorder. And Xing Cong's hand on his shoulder didn't even weigh half a cent.

"Dynasty, bring out the last picture of the camera." Xing Conglian's voice was still stable, and in the sad atmosphere, it seemed too inhumane.

On the screen, Huang Ze's straight clothes appeared again. Through the gap between his hands and his body, he could vaguely see that the time bomb on the driver's body had been counted down.

It seems that some people at the scene also realized this. Their conversation gradually became louder. It started with a whisper like a silkworm gnawing on a leaf. After that, the voice gradually became louder. From doubt to happiness, some people began to applaud, and some people began to cheer.

At the same time, the originally black screen suddenly lit up, and Huang Ze opened the camera, then angrily threw away the scissors in his hand, and dismantled the bomb tied to the driver.

At the moment when the timer was powered off, the shining LCD screen suddenly popped open with a bang. Huang Ze was so frightened that he almost sat on the ground. Many colorful little ribbons sputtered. Among the ribbons, the clown who just popped out swayed. Yoyo, his fingers almost poked Huang Ze's face, Huang Ze's face was ashen, but his hand reached the other small hand of the clown, where there was a sweet, lemon-yellow packaged candy.