Chapter 145 Four Tones 57 Concierge

The jeep drove through Wutong Avenue and then turned into an alley.

The alley can only accommodate two cars side by side at most, and the central air-conditioning units of the surrounding buildings are hung on both sides of the alley, making the alley appear even narrower.

Lin Chen looked out the window and saw the iconic main building complex of the Xinni embassy in the distance. It was estimated from the route that they had roughly entered the living area behind the embassy.

Here, sewage is flowing, discarded newspapers are flying in the air, and some scattered cast iron parts that are not visible are thrown on the ground at will. In the alley, in addition to the air conditioners, the most common ones are the doors.

Those are side doors, big or small, with different national styles.

Its doors stand on both sides of the alley, sometimes there are people sitting by the door, sometimes there are no people, many doors are tightly locked, but some wooden doors are open, and inside is a dark and bottomless alley.

Finally, Xing Conglian was very casual and stopped by a door.

It was an ochre-colored iron door that was suddenly opened on the dark green wall. An old man was sitting at the doorman who was smoking a bag. The old man wore a very ordinary yellow-gray plaid shirt, and the top on his head did not match the shirt. peaked cap.

Xing Conglian loosened his seat belt, looked back at the few people sitting in the car, and said, "Professor Fu, please take Mr. Lu to a coffee shop to rest later."

After he finished speaking, he picked up the cigarette case and mobile phone, and got out of the car.

Wang Chao began to pack his backpack without saying a word, and Fu Hao looked at Lu Xu in disbelief. Finally, Lin Chen listened to him and asked himself: "Master...Senior brother...I always feel like you are going to die heroically, if you two hours Should I go to the police before I come out?"

Fu Hao started chattering again, and Lin Chen only said two words.

"obedient."

After he finished speaking, he and Chao Dynasty nodded and opened the car door respectively.

When they got out of the car, Xing Conglian had already walked to the ochre-colored iron gate, and half of his body was covered by the shadow of the awning of the gatehouse.

Xing Conglian knocked on the window, and the old man in the doorman gave Xing Conglian a sidelong glance impatiently, as if he was estimating whether it was worth opening the window for him to let the air-conditioning out.

Before waiting for the old man to make up his mind, Xing Conglian opened the window at will. The old man was impatient with the heat coming from his face. He slammed down his cigarette bag. Lin Chen thought that the old man was going to scold, but he didn't.

The old man pressed the brim of his hat, put his thumb and forefinger together, and rubbed it lightly.

Lin Chen was shocked for a moment, because he had seen Xing Conglian do similar actions before.

This is an obvious act of begging for money. Lin Chen estimates that the concierge's asking price will not be low. The next moment, just when Lin Chen thought that Xing Conglian would take out another membership card from his pocket, Xing Conglian turned Only took out a pack of cigarettes.

The half-opened plastic packaging was still wrapped around the cigarette case, which was the one that Xing Conglian had just bought.

Xing Conglian opened the cigarette case, took out a slender cigarette, and threw it into the window.

The old man frowned and picked up the cigarette nervously. His rough and calloused fingers held the position of the cigarette filter and turned it half a turn clockwise. Lin Chen noticed that under the sun, the filter and the cigarette body The juncture shone with a subtle gleam, and there seemed to be a silver edging there, as all fine tobacco would adorn it.

Under the sun, when the old man turned the cigarette to a certain position, he turned it half a turn counterclockwise, as if some special magic was activated. The old man put down the cigarette and raised his head again, his expression was completely different from before.

"My old man hasn't smoked such a good cigarette for a long time." The old man opened the drawer, took out the lighter, lit the cigarette, took a deep breath, and asked, "What do you want?"

At that moment, the old man's eyes revealed iron-blooded perseverance.

Xing Conglian looked at all the scenery inside the iron gate, and said casually, "I heard that Mellonella is eating here and waiting to die. Bring him to see me."

...

Lin Chen knew for a long time that Xing Conglian was a person with secrets, but such secrets did not mean that some secret events beyond his understanding would be involved.

But just now, the punishment used a mint smoke with a unit price of 5 cents, which successfully broke through the heavy guard of the Ambassador of New Nony. If it is estimated with normal logic, it may be necessary to complete the work of entering the New Nini Embassy. Ten foreign ministries and consultations at various levels, not to mention that they are probably the number one to prevent the target of the New Niche Embassy now, but the punishment really uses only one mint to smoke, and successfully led them in the corridor of the New Nony Embassy's Corridor. Walk inward.

The tall subtropical plants are surrounded by tall and dense subtropical plants.

After opening the door of them, the old man opened the iron door and sat back in his position again. The old man didn't even forget the small window of pulling the door of the door, as if nothing had happened.

Lin Chen recalled the scene where the old man finally sat back to the door of the door and picked up the phone. He always felt that the secrets involved may be more incredible than he thought.

For example, he just barely searched the word that he had said in English with a bad English, and found that it should be a code, which originally meant a moth with excellent hearing.

For another example, after they entered the Newney Embassy, ​​the punishment was like the owner of the entire embassy, ​​and he brought them into the office under the embassy.

This office may be more appropriate to describe the cellar. It is surrounded by hard lead plates. Of course, the maximum role of leading metal is to isolate radiation. The reason why Lin Chen can judge this is because the dynasty entered the dynasty. There was a sound behind the room, indicating that all his communication tools lost the signal.

The surroundings are very cold, with an absolute cold meaning. The air is a metal taste piled up by the tons of lead plates, and because the metal layer is too thick, there is no sound in the surroundings.

This absolute room that submits like each spy warfiction will be created. At the moment they entered the room, the iron door automatically closed the lock.

Lin Chen sat down with the corner of the wall, walked from the side to him, and sat down.

"Captain." Lin Chen said lightly.

"Counsel."

Cong Conglian took out the cigarette again, and ignited another one in front of him.

"Can I ask?"

"Of course, you can always ask me any questions."

Xing Conglian stared at him with dark green eyes, without hiding, frankly.

But Lin Chen still chose a less sharp question. He asked, "What is Mellonella?"

"At the same time, a very famous eavesdropping expert was reversed with his own power to reverse the whole process of peacetime. The code of the eavesdropping expert was Mellonella."

"How did he do that?"

"At that time, in order to negotiate the ceasefire agreement of the Sanhe River Basin, the heads of the participating countries stayed at the Central Hotel of Riidan. Before the opening of the decisive meeting, the intelligence departments of various countries launched a fierce spy report behind the scenes, because at the international negotiating table, each party tried to know The other party's intention was active in the real negotiation process. At that time, the new Nien State spy reporters sent an eavesdropper named Mellonella to eavesdrop about the hotel rooms where the Buli Liluo head stayed. After staying in the room for two days and two nights, the floor would make a sound and the squeak of the door squeak, and recorded the sound frequency. At night, he tried not to make any sound or touch. Touch anything in the room ... "

"Like a bat."

"No, he is Mellonella, which is more keen than bats than bats."

"and after?"

"You see, in fact, for the spy reporters, the purpose of installing an eavesdropper is not to obtain useful information in the conversation, because no leader in any country will be stupid to talk about any critical issues in the hotel room. His eavesdropping Mainly to grasp the movement of each participating country's head, in order to speculate from the information of some corners to speculate the mood or physiological status of the people of the participating heads. "

"Physiological?"

"Yes ... It is a coincidence and fortunately that on the third day of the talks, Mellonella found that the Philippine leader's breathing frequency during sleeping Breathing changes are even caused by climate issues, but Mellonella did not let go of this problem. He reported to his superiors. In the end, New Niche passed this message to the Feixu Li Guo spy report in a very clever way. The person in charge of the department, finally, detected a small dose of chronic poison in the body of the Philippines ... "

"Some people want to kill and marry, destroy the process of peace talks?"

Sentences sucked the cigarettes and spit out the long green smoke: "Is it incredible?"

Lin Chen thought about it and said, "So, do you take me to find a real sound pattern appraisal expert?"

"He is not an expert, he is a genius."

The heavy lead door was pushed open, the hinges creaked, the light footsteps landed on the heavy ground, and then stopped heavily.

Lin Chen's eyes fell on the person's feet, and then slowly upward, black leather shoes, black trousers, and black sunglasses, his eyes finally fell on the person's face. After being as stiff as the other person for a few seconds, he slowly moved Turning his head in the direction of Xing Conglian, he said, "Is this the genius you said?"

Xing Conglian was also stunned, until the cigarette burned his fingers, he grinned and shook off the cigarette butt, and asked tentatively, "Mellonella?"

With a depressed expression on the face of eating shit, the other party stood at the door and thought for a while, then turned around and left.

"Shen Chenggong, stop for me!" Xing Conglian shouted.

...

Although Shen Chenggong did not like Li Jingtian, he never thought that he would become the key figure in convicting this noble son of a diplomatic family.

He looked at the Hongjing policeman who had beaten him mercilessly before, and was reluctant to sit down in the cold cellar, although he had no idea where the policeman found out about his true identity. This kind of thing has never been recorded in any file, but obviously, he has no right to refuse anyone who walks in through that door.

"I want to ask you to find out whether this illi's famous song really contains the screams of the victim."

A laptop was spread out in front of him.

Shen Chenggong looked at the laptop in front of him, knocked on the metal shell, and said angrily, "Is it public, give me a pair of headphones anyway, boss?"

After all, he had beaten Shen Chenggong mercilessly, and Xing Conglian said politely, "Sorry, it was our negligence."

Dynasty quickly pulled out an earphone from his backpack, knelt on the ground, and put his hands up.

Shen Chenggong immediately made the same gesture to Chao Dynasty, and he said depressedly, "Please don't be so polite to me, I'm panicking, or would you beat me again to vent your anger?"

"This is really very important." Xing Conglian nodded to Dynasty, and Dynasty opened the video file of Song Shengsheng's interview.

"The victim's name is Song Shengsheng, a once very famous singer in our country. We suspect that Li Jingtian committed a brutal sexual assault on him and recorded his screams in his album. Time is running out, so we can only ask for your help. Confirm whether our speculation is true."

Xing Conglian's tone was solemn.

Shen Chenggong was startled, he pondered for a moment, and then said, "Okay, I'll listen to it, but let me explain first, you can't force me to perjury."

"Don't worry, this is the biggest difference between us and Li Jingtian."

With this guarantee, Shen Chenggong inserted the earphones into the ear holes without hesitation, and clicked on the two audio clips.

【two】

The expression on Mellonella's face changed from doubt to solemnity. Finally, when he turned off the audio and put down the headphones, his expression was as if he had heard the frequency change of the middle-aged head of state. He was extremely calm and at the same time extremely sober. The tone reported to Xing Conglian: "Captain Xing, if you believe my judgment, then I'm pretty sure that Song Shengsheng's screams were mixed into illi's famous song, and I'm even more sure that it should be a whole The screams are cut into 15 parts and mixed in the climax of the whole piece. The screams contain the breathing sounds of two people, so I think your speculation is not wrong. It is indeed possible that Song Shengsheng was sexually assaulted. The screams were recorded during the process."

Shen Chenggong's words were very careful, and he didn't even mention Li Jingtian from the beginning to the end.

The sound of their heavy breathing echoed through the heavy isolation room.

In the end, Shen Chenggong grabbed the earphone and slammed it on the ground. He turned around and grabbed Xing Conglian's collar, saying word by word, "I don't care who you are or what your identity is, but since you can walk in Here, then there must be the ability to bring this beast Li Jingtian to justice, so please!"

After Shen Chenggong finished speaking, he bowed very respectfully to Xing Conglian.

Xing Conglian's face was neither sad nor happy, Lin Chen saw him turn his head, looked at himself deeply, and said to Shen Chenggong, "The one who can bring Li Jingtian to justice is not me, you should bow to him."

Shen Chenggong looked hesitant, and Lin Chen shook his head: "I'm not too sure."

"What do you need?" Xing Conglian asked.

"I need to get Li Jingtian to confess his guilt."

Xing Conglian quickly realized what he wanted to do, so he said: "If it is the wiretapping evidence of your private conversation with Li Jingtian, it cannot be used as evidence in court."

"Yeah, so I need a room, and four high-definition broadcast cameras, and of course, Li Jingtian himself."

...

It should be said that the embassies of various countries are always responsible for foreign exchanges. They often hold various press releases in the embassies, but even so, no sovereign country has ever opened its embassies to the judicial departments of other countries. It is used as an interrogation room, not to mention the entire interrogation process is broadcast live nationwide.

Therefore, when Ambassador Luo Qiusheng received this request, his first reaction was to bluff. No matter how much he hated Old Li's behavior, the old man did not say anything wrong. If he allowed this to happen in his embassy, ​​he would never have thought of going any further in Parliament or pursuing a greater career.

But sometimes, people have to face such difficult choices.

Luo Qiusheng looked at the crowd of demonstrators who were about to disperse outside the window. As long as he shook his head now, all disputes would disappear in two hours, but unfortunately, diplomacy itself is a game, and the winner must be the party with the bigger chips.

Luo Qiusheng pondered for a moment, shook his head very distressed, and said to his confidential secretary, "Does the other party have any other requirements?"

"The other party needs us to invite Li Jingtian into that room, Mr. Ambassador."

"I see." Luo Qiusheng pushed away the chair and stood up from behind the desk.

"gentlemen?"

"Since the other party requested so, then this matter can only be handled by me."

...

At the moment when the live TV screen lit up, Mr. Li, who was far away in the capital of Xinni, couldn't believe his eyes at all.

He looked at the pitch-black hut on the TV screen. As an old man who had worked in the Xinni embassy in China for many years, he recognized the location of the hut in an instant.

It was in the attic on the fourth floor of the dormitory area of ​​the embassy, ​​which was just above the room where his grandson lived now.

In the attic, a chandelier hangs in the middle of the room, and the dim yellow light spreads out a complete circle on the ground.

Two simple wooden chairs were placed under the lamp, one of which was a back chair, and the other was the simplest square stool. They were placed opposite each other. Apart from that, there was nothing in the room.

The anchor of Xinni TV broadcast the report in a flat tone: "In response to the many disputes caused by Mr. Li Jingtian, a Chinese citizen, in China, the Chinese police decided to live broadcast the interrogation process of Mr. Li Jingtian to the people of the whole country. There are five minutes left. Time, the formal trial will begin."

With trembling hands, Mr. Li called again the personal phone number of Mr. Luo Qiusheng, the ambassador of Xinni to China.

The long blind tone from the receiver made the old man's hands gradually tremble.

The reason why Ambassador Luo didn't answer the phone immediately was because he was doing a very important thing.

He walked up the crimson stairs inside the embassy, ​​and behind him, followed the initiator of this series of events.

"Uncle Luo, where are we going?"

Li Jingtian suddenly had a very bad feeling in his heart, and he almost wanted to run downstairs immediately.

But Mr. Ambassador stepped up the last step, turned his head suddenly, and stared at him with a very indifferent gaze, which made him not dare to make any movement.

"We?" Mr. Ambassador pointed to the dark red wooden door with the same floor at the end of the stairs, and said to him, "There is no us, only you."