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Chapter 72
Chapter 72 Three Graves and 35 Books
The dynasty is probably what kind of, no matter what you encounter, you can find the children who are excited.
Lin Chen saw the teenager running towards himself, bumping up and down his backpack, almost going to the girl's dormitory as a spring tour.
He glanced at the boy apologize and looked at Xun Conglian.
Under the street lights, Captain Interpol grabbed the subordinates who rushed from a distance, and laughed: "Where is Mr. Wang going?"
"Check the case!" The young man stood sharply.
"Where to check the case?"
"Isn't it a girl's dormitory?" The teenager asked.
Captain Interpol said that he brought the teenager's peaked cap, and then knocked on his smooth head: "What do you think, go to the girl's dormitory at night?"
"Don't take me?" The teenager's voice fell down.
The expression of the dynasty was too aggrieved, which made Lin Chen unable to look at the sentence.
"Adolescence, adolescence." Xing Conglian explained to him with a smile, and then knocked on the teenager's head and instructed: "Take a pair of headphones and pinhole cameras."
"..." The dynasty eyes widened, slowly moving his head, staring at Xing Conglian, very shocked, "Boss, you won't want to sneak a girl's dormitory, how can I know you so insignificant!"
"Very important times." The punishment paused and continued, "We can't make a big fan into the girl's dormitory, it is too suspicious, and the positive question is not necessarily effective."
"So find an undercover?" The dynasty squatted down. With the light of the street lights, he began to find all kinds of messy gadgets in the schoolbag, and murmured casually: "Who to collect benefits?"
At this moment, Fu Hao finally came to them.
After listening to that problem, Lin Chen raised his eyebrows and looked at his younger brother.
"Teacher ... brother ... I'm not suitable!" Professor Fu stumbled.
"Only you are suitable, we all look too big, but the teachers responsible for the psychological evaluation are right to talk to students with a tendency to suicide."
"But I blushed when I lie, I can't lie to people, what can I do!"
"It's okay, don't need you to lie. After all, even if you seduce, she will not relax, so you should visit the girl's dormitory."
"Yes, visit the dormitory and then shoot some materials!" Comrade of the dynasty rushed from the ground, could not help but say that a micro earplug was pressed into Professor Fu's ear, and then turned out a stall bag. In the past, he said, "You hold it with the file bag, sandwiched under the armpits, and pretended to be forced." He said, like digging a treasure box, and turned out a cigarette case, throwing it to Fu Hao and said, " Put the cigarette case on the bookshelf, a little taller, facing the face of the small MM. "
He finished speaking at will, and made a fingers and asked, "Do you understand?"
"How can I understand!"
"Haven't you taken a small video, the cigarette case is an objective perspective, the shot bag is subject to the subjective perspective, so easy!"
Crimine Conglian interrupted the noisy two people and said to Hao: "In short, the cigarette case is facing the girl. You stand next to the girl, and the lens is right to the cigarette box."
"Then I finished shooting, do I want to take the cigarette case back?"
"We are not shooting agents, so of course you have to take things back, is it a bit fuck?" The dynasty inserted another mouth, and then used a hammer on the back of Professor Fu. The whole undercover training was undercover.
Lin Chen looked at the face of his younger brother who wanted to cry without tears, and said, "Seven buildings 201, I have worked hard."
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In short, although he did not go to the girls' dormitory, Comrade Wang Chao showed more interest in seeing Professor Fu's undercover girls' dormitory.
They returned to the previous conference room. As soon as they entered the door, the teenager jumped into the back chair excitedly, turned on the computer and opened it to the public, and paid close attention to Professor Fu's every move.
The ups and downs of Jiang Chao's voice echoed in the office. Vice-captain Jiang seemed to be finishing up the stampede accident that almost happened before. Seeing them coming back in, he just nodded and continued to engage in the phone war.
In the corner of the office, Team Leader Ren raised his head sadly, his dark circles were heavy, and then shook his head again, as if he was no longer interested in anything that happened in this world.
Lin Chen lowered his head and looked down at the screen.
It can be distinguished from the voice of the dialogue that came through before, Fu Hao has successfully negotiated with the dormitory aunt and entered the 7 girls' dormitory.
He lived with the dorm auntie step by step. Perhaps because the lighting in the corridor was too dark, the picture appeared a dark gray color, like glass that had not been cleaned for decades.
Dynasty opened a new volume of bubble gum, and he was about to open another package of potato chips. He said regretfully: "Without the night vision function, it is not sharp enough. Boss, when will you order some high-end goods!"
Xing Conglian stood with his arms crossed, ignoring him.
The young man adjusted his sitting position, as if he suddenly remembered something, and said, "By the way, Achen, I sent the file of Sister Xiaojin to your mailbox, you can take a look."
After hearing what he said, Lin Chen immediately took out his mobile phone. The electronic file was actually not very long. He scanned it from beginning to end.
Although there are thousands of personal growth trajectories, in fact, most people grow up in the established template, like a product that is constantly reproduced, without any new ideas, but no new ideas, it is not a bad thing.
He looked back, and Fu Hao was already standing in the girls' dormitory.
The three girls in the same dormitory and the dormitory aunt went to the outer room. Fu Hao put down the cigarette case on the bookshelf and stood beside the girl according to Xing Conglian's instructions.
For about a minute, neither of the two said a word, only the sound of breathing, and the voices of the girls next door watching the drama, the atmosphere was frighteningly embarrassing.
It doesn't really feel the same as Xu Hao. In the camera, Jin Xiaoan seems to be more like a good girl next door. She lowered her head slightly and didn't say a word.
The girl has a round face. Perhaps because of her short stature, she looks a little fat and her skin is yellow, but it can still be seen that her hairstyle has been carefully decorated, and the desk and bedding are neat and not messy.
"Xiao An, this time, the main reason is that the school sent me to chat with you. Don't be nervous."
Jin Xiaoan's head was still lowered, and she didn't respond to Hao's words, like a dying old man or an autistic child living in her own world. She didn't even notice any changes in her breathing.
Although Fu Hao has done a lot of things like talking with students, but it's a clichΓ© with impure purposes. He doesn't seem to have done this kind of thing once. There was no response to his words, as if he remembered something, he suddenly raised his head and looked at the camera.
Across the screen, Lin Chen was stared at by his younger brother, Xing Conglian stood beside him, as if he realized something, and suddenly said, "Professor Fu is asking you, why are there no instructions?"
Hearing Xing Conglian speak, Lin Chen hurriedly held down the microphone.
"Didn't you say that you can't startle the snake? If you ask any suggestive questions, Fu Hao's purpose is easy to reveal, and it's hard for us to predict what Jin Xiaoan will do. Besides, now it's good, you don't do you think?"
"I think it's good, not only good, but also interesting." Xing Conglian touched the stubble on his chin and said maliciously, "It's rare to see a boy as innocent as Professor Fu."
"It's fine now, before in college, he blushed whenever he talked to girls."
Without caring about Professor Fu himself, who called Tian Tianshi in front of the surveillance camera, they started a warm exchange about when Professor Fu would find a girlfriend.
Fu Hao's intermittent voice came from the computer speakers. Professor Fu sounded embarrassed, but he was forced to take on the warm-up task: "Xiao An, how are you feeling recently? Did something happen? If you encounter anything, you can talk to the teacher, don't keep it in your heart..."
It's just that no matter what Fu Hao said, Jin Xiaoan didn't show any expression at all, it was extremely weird, but he couldn't see anything specific.
"Damn, these three sticks can't make you feel stuffy, how can you be so similar to Cheng Weiwei!" Jiang Chao came behind the dynasty after the phone call. He looked at the picture for a while and shouted.
"Cheng Weiwei was like this at the time?"
"No, after the jewelry robbery, we brought Cheng Weiwei back to the police station. She just lowered her head, didn't speak, and seemed dead, no matter what she asked, she didn't respond." Jiang Chao replied.
Lin Chen frowned: "It seems that they have all received professional training to deal with interrogation. When they are found, they will take the initiative to start the response mode."
"Then what should we do? We spent several days without prying Cheng Weiwei's mouth open. How can we have so much time now!"
In the picture, Fu Hao seemed to hear what he said just now, and looked at the camera again. If he could speak, he probably wanted to say: Brother, you really screwed me, what should I do next?
"It only takes a moment for people to relax their vigilance." Lin Chen picked up the topic and instructed Fu Hao, "Okay, your task for today is complete, you can leave."
Fu Hao seemed to be a little confused about the situation, but he seemed to be relieved, and then said to the girl, "We're here today, the teacher will leave you a business card, you can come to me if you have anything."
He said, handed out a piece of paper, and walked to the bookshelf, ready to take back the cigarette case.
Seeing this, Lin Chen suddenly said, "Go directly to the door to open the door, don't look back."
The cigarette case on the bookshelf was still facing the girl's face, and the picture was still calm, but at that moment, the tense atmosphere almost overflowed the screen.
Fu Hao Yiyan walked to the door, just as he was about to put his hand on the doorknob.
It can be clearly seen that the girl sitting in the seat relaxed her shoulders and raised her head slightly.
"Jiang Liu!" Fu Hao suddenly turned around, followed Lin Chen's instructions in the earphone, and suddenly mentioned a name.
Jin Xiaoan seemed to be taken aback, her eyes flickered, but she quickly lowered her head again and returned to her previous posture of dying.
Although people are autonomous individuals, they can never escape some subconscious reactions. Those reactions are not controlled by the mind, but they can often reveal the hidden facts.
The emotional response time is short, maybe tenths of a second, but the perfect thing is that they have a video that they can watch repeatedly.
"You go back to where you were just now and talk about anything." After Lin Chen finished speaking to Hao, he patted Wang Chao on the shoulder. Before he could speak, the teenager automatically shifted the screen back to the moment when Fu Hao said his name. .
From the picture, it can be clearly seen that the girl's eyes are clearly subconsciously looking to the left of the camera.
"She found a cigarette case?" Wang Chao asked in disbelief.
"Probably not, her gaze is more to the left." Xing Conglian leaned down and said, "Cut the picture to the subjective position that Fu Hao took just now."
Dynasty acted according to the words, and soon, the desk under the bed and the bookshelf with the cigarette case appeared in the center of the picture.
"What's on the shelf..."
Xing Cong Lian moved his finger lightly and followed the books on the bookshelf, then took the microphone in Lin Chen's hand and said to Hao: "Old Fu, go and pat on the second floor of the bookshelf, all the books behind the cigarette case. ."
After a while, the picture came, and Professor Fu tactfully swept across the bookshelf with a cigarette case.
Suddenly, Xing Conglian pressed the pause button.
The screen freezes.
It can be clearly seen that among all the books on the bookshelf, one is a bit shabby, and that is "Discrete Mathematics".