Chapter 32 Two-way 15 Traps

Some words can only be said and heard by someone; some words must not be said and heard by someone. It's not hypocrisy, it's just whether the timing of the speech and the object of the speech are appropriate.

The conversation between Lin Chen and Xing Conglian was very short. When he went upstairs again, Wang Chao was in control of two computers by himself. He nodded at Xing Conglian, which meant that the tracking software was ok, and he could call the kidnappers.

In the office, the leather sofa is very bright, the Pixiu on the table is also very bright, and Mrs. Xing's face is still as bright and moving.

Whether the chairman, the assistant, or even the manager of the passenger transport company who came together, they all stared at the two people who entered the door last. They were waiting and looking forward to it. Maybe they didn't even realize it. In just half an hour, his attitude towards Xing Conglian and Lin Chen had changed from disdain and suspicion to expectation and trust.

It's just that the much-anticipated and trusted Captain Xing came to work that was not immediately expected by the masses. He even seemed to have temporarily forgotten that there were 26 children and 2 teachers waiting for him to save him. He sat beside the dynasty. He came down and seemed to be patiently talking to his technician.

Those people in the office were a little disappointed, as if a raging firework of excitement was ignited, but it was suddenly blown out by a gust of breeze.

However, it is not only the captain who is not in a hurry to deal with the hostage kidnapping incident.

Lin Chen looked around the office, walked to the window first, pushed open the window, walked around the office again, took a paper cup from the water dispenser, and consciously filled a cup of hot water.

Then five minutes passed, Xing Conglian was still talking to the dynasty in a low voice, and Lin Chen was still drinking tea.

The half-opened windows brought in fresh air, but the people in the office who were looking forward to the police's rescue of the hostages became more dull.

Finally, the owner of this office couldn't bear it anymore. The chairman, who was over forty years old, cleared his throat and asked, "What is Captain Xing waiting for?"

Equally unbearable, of course, there was Inspector Huang who was hundreds of kilometers away, facing a dozen media cameras.

The reporters had already set up the camera and radio equipment, and waited for nearly ten minutes. A psychologist holding the phone even felt that the nervousness and excitement of facing the kidnappers was about to be wiped out.

Jiang Zhe looked out of the crowd again. Inspector Huang was still standing arrogantly. No strangers were allowed to enter. Sheng said: "Inspector Huang, the reporters have been waiting impatiently. If there is something wrong with the process of rescuing the hostages due to the delay by the captain, and the reporters accuse you of being ineffective, it will only be you. ."

Jiang Zhe may be ridiculed by Lin Chen for not being able to recite the DSM-IV-TR diagnostic manual, but he has thoroughly thought through the mentality of officials. Therefore, after he aggravated the word "captain of punishment", Huang Ze finally had a reaction.

As if having telepathy, Xing Conglian looked at the time in the lower right corner of the computer. Just after ten minutes, his phone rang.

"Inspector Huang."

"Captain Punisher."

After the almost meaningless greeting, the two fell silent again in tacit understanding.

"Inspector Huang, what's the matter?"

Xing Conglian asked casually, because it was casual, so his voice became very harsh in Huang Ze's ears.

Huang Ze's voice was cold: "I told Captain Xing, because this case has been upgraded from a simple carjacking case to a hostage-taking case, and the crime scene is not within the scope of Hongjing City. To be precise, Captain Xing can only assist Cases are solved without leadership.”

"I know, Inspector Huang, didn't you let me participate in this case for a long time, but I happened to be at the monitoring center, so I can help a little." Xing Conglian changed his phone to his right hand and patted the dynasty's Shoulder, "The technician in our bureau happens to be there too. He has built a tracking platform. You first find a laptop, and then I will ask him to answer the phone. He will teach you how to track the kidnapper's phone."

At the moment when Xing Cong tapped his shoulders, Chao Dynasty seemed to get some signal. He immediately refreshed the current page, but if Huang Ze was present, he would be shocked to find out that the page was not some kind of tracking platform, but the most common one. email page.

With the refresh of the web page, a new email appears.

"Ah, hello Inspector Huang, I've heard the name for a long time, but I don't know if you play Warcraft or not. Is your faction the Alliance or the Horde?" Chao Dynasty opened the email while on the phone.

"Now, the kidnappers have 28 innocent lives in their hands. Do you think your words and deeds are worthy of the police badge on your body?" Of course, Huang Ze was not Xing Conglian, nor Lin Chen. He reprimanded him when he heard such casual words. , without mercy.

"Oh, I guess you must be playing dwarves..." Wang Chao replied casually to Huang Ze, glanced at the email, and when he saw half of it, he was stunned, and pointed at Xing Conglian. groove?"

Xing Conglian only glanced at the email and then looked away, as if he was not surprised by the result. He knocked on the table, signaling the dynasty not to let Huang Ze hang out for too long.

"Oh yes, Inspector Huang, the steps are very simple, I will teach you how to hack the server of the Telecom Bureau, I left a backdoor for you on the Telecom Bureau server, you open the DOS command editor first, and I will teach you to type a few lines. code..."

"Dynasty, police officers don't know the law and break the law!" Huang Ze shouted, "Give the phone to Xing Conglian!"

"Xing Conglian, what's the matter with you, I gave you time, not for you to find someone to hack the website of the Telecommunications Bureau!"

"But Inspector Huang, if we want to rescue the hostages now, isn't it better to act as soon as possible, communicate with the staff of the Telecommunications Bureau before taking action. If the three places are to jointly locate and track, it will really take too much time..." Captain Xing said very much. said innocently.

"Xing Conglian, what do you want?" At this moment, Huang Ze seemed to have a premonition of Xing Conglian's intention, "You don't mean to ask Lin Chen beside you to negotiate with the kidnappers, and then ask you to give the server to the Telecom Bureau. The technician who opened the back door is responsible for locating and tracking the kidnapper's phone?"

Xing Conglian didn't pretend to be stupid anymore, and he didn't continue to argue. He smiled lightly on his lips and said, "Inspector Huang, please, check an email."

The phone was then hung up, and the blind tone from the receiver made Huang Ze feel incredible.

But at this time, the notification bar of his mobile phone flickered slightly, and the mailbox reminded him that there was an unread email.

Although Huang Ze was very angry, he still opened the mailbox.

The letter was short and brief, but very informative.

The full text of the letter is a personal information investigation report from Cowen Mayday, the most famous independent research firm.

The object of the investigation was Jiang Zhe, a psychologist who returned from studying abroad and served as a police consultant.

Huang Ze glanced at Jiang Zhe's messy curly hair, turned his phone to the side, swiped his fingers on the screen, and his face became very ugly.

Cowen Mayday’s investigation report shows that Jiang Zhe’s so-called study experience at the Ivy League Psychology Institute in Country X is actually quite different. In fact, during the three years abroad, he has been in a community on the outskirts of the capital of Country X University study.

After Jiang Zhe returned to China, he worked as an emotional program commentator on a famous TV station through his relationship. Because he was sharp and humorous and good at self-joking, everyone's attention was always on the hot topics he created. He also confessed that he dropped out of school and did not obtain a degree certificate because he did not agree with the philosophy of the professor. Therefore, no one ever doubted whether he really studied in that school.

Such a daring and careful liar played with the media, reporters and even Huang Ze himself in applause.

Next to the sofa, Lin Chen, who was holding a teacup, also thought it was incredible: "Are you looking for someone to investigate Jiang Zhe?"

"Yup."

"In such a short time?"

"Professional investigative agencies are always more efficient." Xing Conglian looked like I was being forced to help. "Also, I can't use the resources of the police station to investigate him."

"How do you know that there is something wrong with Jiang Zhe's education?"

Xing Conglian lowered his eyes slightly, looked at Lin Chen, and said sincerely: "If you have seen the real one, of course you can tell the fake one."

Lin Chen sighed helplessly, very few people can parry the innate skills of the criminal police captain who is mixed with Italian blood from time to time.

Not long after, Inspector Huang, who quickly read the report, called again aggressively.

"Xing Conglian, what do you want?"

Xing Conglian's breath was very relaxed, he was silent for a moment, and his tone suddenly became very serious: "Huang Ze, you know very well who is more suitable for communicating with the kidnappers in this situation, so put away your personal grievances, and those Hypocritical rules, our purpose is to get those children back to their parents safely, it's that simple, isn't it?"

On the other end of the phone, Huang Ze fell into silence, and he couldn't give a negative answer to this question. Both Lin Chen and Xing Conglian dug a pit for him. Lin Chen's pit was buried for duty, then Xing Conglian's pit was buried for morality. But in comparison, Xing Cong Lianchengfu is deeper and more treacherous. First, he secretly investigated Jiang Zhe, and then used his flaws in tracking technology. Finally, Xing Cong Lian used a very gentle and imperceptible way, one step at a time. step, pushed him into this pit, so that he must hand over the power to lead the negotiation.

Huang Ze took a deep breath, calmed his breath, and then asked, finding himself, as if he really could only raise his hand and surrender: "Then Captain Xing, can you provide me with a solution?" he asked.

"You are now approving the position of a psychological consultant. Isn't this in line with the regulations?"

Hearing this answer, Huang Ze suddenly thought, Oh, it's so simple, it turns out that Xing Conglian made these arrangements for Lin Chen to have a reasonable identity. But vaguely, Huang Ze suddenly discovered that Jiang Zhe's matter was more like a step than a face slap. The reason why Xing Conglian wanted to make such a big circle seems to be because he respected himself as a police inspector opinions and judgments.

With such a person and such a way of doing things, Huang Ze really has nothing to say. Then, the conversation can only end with a "good" word.

Quickly, very simply.

"I rely on you, you are really scheming."

After listening to the whole process, the technical house couldn't help feeling goosebumps, curled up in the corner of the sofa and refused to approach the police captain.

At this time, Lin Chen put down the paper cup, raised his head, and looked at his friend. He opened his mouth, but found himself, as if he couldn't say a word.