Chapter 95 Four Tones 07 Disposal

"Hey, Lin Chen, what's the matter!"

Lin Chen was stunned for a while, until Xing Conglian's anxious shout on the other end of the phone called him back.

"It's okay, I saw an acquaintance." Looking at the straight and meticulous figure in the hall, he replied.

"Who?" Xing Conglian stopped after asking this question.

Although based on Xing Conglian's reaction, he probably guessed who was there, but he still replied, "Huang Ze."

"Who?" Xing Conglian raised his voice.

"Huang Ze."

When the family's landmark building opened, it was only natural that Inspector Huang would be present.

On the other end of the phone, Wang Chao hurriedly shouted, "Fuck you, Ah Chen, don't say hello to this big idiot Huang Ze, his idiot breath will be contagious!"

But Lin Chen had no time to respond to him.

On the stage off the field, the general manager of Ansheng International put down his mobile phone and walked onto the stage. The middle-aged man has the iconic Mediterranean and beer belly of middle-aged men. Although don't know how the director of the police station in the CBD area communicated with the general manager, depending on the situation, the other party is obviously obsessed with finishing the opening ceremony.

Huang Ze was sitting at the bottom, his face was as arrogant and indifferent as always, as if he was reluctant to come here. Of course, it is also possible that the surrounding noise was too noisy and the air was dirty, which made this young master who was so happy and quiet unhappy.

"Welcome to the opening ceremony of Ansheng International Mall. I am Huang Wei. Today, we are very honored to invite all leaders, guests and fans. Please allow me to express my warm welcome and heartfelt thanks to everyone!"

Mr. Manager's lines were really short, and there was applause from the audience. He subconsciously glanced at the direction where Huang Ze was sitting, and then made a quiet gesture, and said, "In order to repay everyone's love, our mall will strengthen management. , standardized operation, and strive to make Ansheng International a first-class shopping mall with taste, quality, influence, benefit, and of course, it is also very affordable. I hope our service can satisfy everyone!"

The applause from the audience became sparse, probably because his speech was short, but it was still a nutritious cliché, and the onlookers were not very impressed.

Seeing this scene, the manager looked around and suddenly laughed.

Seeing him smile, the surrounding girl fans seem to understand something.

He paused again, then raised his voice abruptly: "Finally, thank you again for coming, let's welcome Ansheng International Ambassador, Mr. Li Jingtian!"

The reverberation of the sound is still there, and the echo touches the walls and ripples again.

But in an instant, the scene fell silent.

The girls around the stage seemed to sense something, some of them took a deep breath nervously, some even closed their eyes, and only the ups and downs of rustling radio waves remained in the air.

A hoarse male voice emerged from the silence, as if it were singing, or the sound of black velvet rubbing against the mouth of the glass. The voice was very moist, and the breath was full of damp and cold breath. The soundtrack was a husky whisper. The sound, as if in a dark bar, everyone whispered to each other with wine glasses in hand, but they did not know each other.

The pushing and squeezing force behind him suddenly became lighter, Lin Chen stood up straight and listened carefully.

Suddenly, as if a window was gently pushed open, singing poured into the room like a tide, making every pore seem to be soaked in the moist sea water, the moist light shines from the water surface, everything is expanding, and the sea surface is transpiring. There were endless clouds, and the branches of the trees rushed into the sky crazily. Everyone was immersed in such a sudden and just right singing, and no one even noticed that someone was slowly stepping on the stage.

It was a man who looked extremely thin. He was wearing a wide white T-shirt and simple light blue jeans. It was completely different from the chilling and chilling singing voice just now. His face was soft to the extreme. So humble and calm, like the sparse wind or the gurgling water, then, it is more appropriate to describe it as the spring breeze.

Unconsciously, with the singing, Lin Chen even felt that his mood that had become irritable due to the surrounding environment gradually calmed down. , he felt faintly uneasy again.

It's a very strange feeling.

It was as if there was an undercurrent hidden under the calm sea, or there was ice slush in the spring breeze. Taking advantage of the moment when everyone was quiet, he took a few steps back and squeezed out around the railing.

"Lin Chen, are you still there?" When he left the crowd, he heard Xing Conglian's voice again.

"I'm here," he replied.

"What happened just now, Li Jingtian sang?"

"Yes."

"It seems to sing well, the crowd has quieted down?"

"It's not good, but very, very good..." Lin Chen held the toothbrush in his pocket, there was no noise around him, and all the fans seemed to be comforted by a herd of beasts, hibernating peacefully.

He didn't know how to describe how he felt, and as usual, he might be silent and observe for a while.

But the other party was Xing Conglian. Xing Conglian had said that he could talk to him about anything, and he was happy to listen.

"Do you believe in the sixth sense?" He turned around and continued to observe the fence on the fourth floor, trying to choose a position with a better view.

"Didn't you psychologists say that the sixth sense is the instinctive reaction of human beings when they encounter danger since ancient times, it is said to be very reasonable..."

"Well, there is no solid scientific basis to prove this, but my sixth sense now tells me that something will happen." He thought about it and said truthfully, "I'm not sure where the problem is, I don't have any evidence, this It's purely a sixth sense, and the only thing I know for sure is that this sixth sense started when I heard Li Jingtian sing."

"Speaking of which, because you were worried about the opening ceremony, you made a special excuse to buy a toothbrush for the Dynasty and then go to the mall to have a look?" Xing Conglian suddenly didn't open any pots.

Lin Chen had to find an excuse: "In short, a more scientific statement should be that my subconscious prompted me to come back here again."

"Achen, if you say that, then my sixth sense started when I saw that poster?" Chao Dynasty suddenly inserted into their conversation.

"Then my anxiety..." Xing Conglian suddenly didn't say anything.

"Um?"

"So, my unease started when I knew you were in the mall."

His voice was gentle, and Lin Chen's heartbeat missed a beat out of time.

It's so out of date.

...

Xing Conglian sat in front of the computer and heard that Lin Chen didn't speak. He glanced at the crowded crowd in the mall. Although the mall was crowded with people, the crowd had become much quieter because of the excellent performance of the singers on stage.

His eyes then turned to the surveillance video of the key passage outside the mall.

It can be seen from the picture that the traffic patrol police around the CBD have rushed to support, and the pressure on the flow of people outside the mall is easing.

The crowd originally surrounded outside the mall began to gradually leave. Except for some girls in red T who insisted on entering, the situation inside and outside the mall seemed to be developing in a positive direction.

Thinking of Lin Chen's words, he said to the young man beside him, "Dynasty, look up Li Jingtian, why so many fans suddenly flooded into him at the opening ceremony of the mall."

"twitter!"

After a moment of silence, Lin Chen asked, "Where does Zheng Suo have an opinion?"

Although Lin Chen's tone was still very calm, Xing Conglian could still hear the hesitation in his words.

The maintenance of public security in public places is obviously not within the scope of the Interpol team's purview, not to mention that the situation at the scene does not seem to have clearly deteriorated, and they don't even have a position to speak, that's why Lin Chen asked that.

"That eldest brother's phone number is still blind." Xing Conglian thought about it and asked him, "If there is a problem in this mall, where do you think it will be?"

"In a crowded place, whether it is a sudden fire or any emergency, the highest fatality rate must be a stampede accident..."

"Do a plan for emergency treatment."

Listening to the sentence, Lin Chen suddenly stopped.

He never expected that Xing Conglian even put forward something to make an emergency plan so.

If it was only urgent, but since Li Jingtian's appearance, it seems that there are water flowing through the magma, and the boiling scene is much more calm. believe that the police station in the CBD jurisdiction will make the same judgment.

Then at this time, a criminal police captain of different positions in different jurisdictions suddenly said that he had to make an emergency response plan for this, not only to Yueyue, but also more stupid.

Fortunately, only three of them know this stupidity.

At this moment, the ringtone rang from the mobile phone ring there again.

"It's Lao Zheng, you wait," he said to him.

Lin Chen took two steps back and walked to a relatively quiet place.

I don't know what Zheng Su said to the sentence.

He only heard the sentence and replied: "I suggest that you still evacuate the crowd as soon as possible. Lao Zheng, you know that if you have a stamp accident, you are responsible for you. You don't need to carry this pot for the businessman?"

"The situation is okay now?" Cong Cong Lian's voice was a little cold. "The situation is okay now. If the situation is suddenly not good, can you control it? Ansheng International has just opened, you have organized mall employees to do emergency evacuation Training? "

Probably any of them would be angry, so Lin Chen estimated that Zheng Sheng probably directly called the penalty, so soon, the voice of Xing Conglian returned to the line of their conversation.

No longer seeking his opinions, Xing Conglian said to the dynasty: "You start to estimate the traffic, and the overall load of the mall."

"I rely on the boss, how can you make it purple, do you make a lot of gossip like this!" The dynasty inserted.

However, this time, the punishment did not even do it, because the dynasty did not sorrow, but just rushed quickly. Lin Chen thought that his boss must look serious.

"Advisor Lin, we need to work hard for you, wait more time, until the pressure of the flow of people drops to 60 %, I will inform you of leaving again."

"I have no problem." He paused, and said, "You can let the dynasty tell me, from his judgment, where is the best vision, or now the blind spot is, I will fill that position."

"Oh, there is a position A Chen!"