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Chapter 148
Chapter 148 Four Tones 60 Stitching
14:00 whole.
A pure black embassy license plate car drove out of the main entrance of the embassy on time. The moment the car drove out of the iron gate, a cloud-like flash light came on, all cameras were running, and all reporters were taking pictures, but other than that , no one spoke.
The street in front of the embassy was deadly silent. The fans in red were like smashed petals falling all over the floor. They supported each other in despair. They covered their mouths and turned around, still immersed in extreme sadness. with shock.
Among all the people present, no one dared to take a step closer to the black sedan, which seemed to be the shadow of death in motion, and everything it passed was the ultimate malice in the world.
Under the blue sky, under the pile of cotton-white clouds, the roaring siren broke the silence of the entire Embassy Street.
A team of mounted police came from a distance. They were wearing navy blue uniforms, driving snow-white motorcycles, and red and blue police lights flashed alternately.
The car slowly stopped, and the captain of the mounted police just stopped the car beside the window, and the window was lowered.
The captain saluted seriously and said in an official tone: "Yongchuan traffic police received help from Hongjing police and specially escorted Mr. Li Jingtian to the airport."
The driver didn't know whether to salute or nodded. In short, they didn't speak between them. The captain of the mounted police turned the head of the car. Then, four motorcycles escorted the black car. They escorted the embassy with great tacit understanding and dedication. The car, headed towards the end of the road.
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14:05.
Xing Conglian walked into the attic.
The live broadcast had long since ended, and the embassy staff had begun to dismantle the cameras installed at the four corners of the attic. The black gauze on the windows had been removed, and the bright skylight illuminated everything in the small building.
Lin Chen was still sitting at the table, he was still looking at the painting that Li Jingtian painted.
The game on the table was messy, seeing him enter the door, Lin Chen suddenly raised his head, his eyes suddenly became a little flickering, like the kind of child who did something wrong when he met the dean: "Why are you here, we are going to the cultural center now to find evidence thing?"
Lin Chen casually opened a topic and asked.
Xing Conglian didn't answer immediately, his eyes fell on Lin Chen's arm, Lin Chen still pressed one hand on the wound, so that there were reddish-brown dried blood in the fingers.
The real scene is always more shocking than live TV.
"Take the painting and follow me." Xing Conglian said to Lin Chen.
Lin Chen didn't know why, he was stunned for a while, then said goodbye to the operator who was disassembling the instrument, and walked out of this bloody and murderous room calmly and firmly, just like when he walked into this hut.
Even if such a big thing happened, it is still difficult to see any staff in the embassy. The corridor here is far-reaching, and the wide vines still cover the upper end of the corridor, covering a large dark green shadow.
Lin Chen followed behind Xing Conglian. Along the way, Xing Conglian never said anything to him, but Lin Chen judged based on the direction that Xing Conglian didn't seem to mean to bring him to the scene. The direction they were traveling was this area. Go to the depths of the building complex.
Just when Lin Chen thought that Xing Conglian would take him to experience the magic of this land again, Xing Conglian had already brought him to the infirmary at the end of the corridor.
There was no one in the infirmary, and neither was the dynasty.
The small room is full of various medicines, and there is even a simple operating room. The air is filled with a strong smell of disinfectant. Here...
How can describe it? Except for the simple hospital bed by the window, which is still neat and tidy, the rest of the place has the appearance of being ruthlessly spoiled. In short, the people who come and go in this infirmary probably come and go in a hurry and don't care much. Requirements such as cleanliness of medical facilities.
"Sit first." Xing Cong pointed to the hospital bed and said to him.
After saying these words, Xing Cong Lian turned around and found out the iodine, alcohol, gauze, tweezers, as well as slotted needles and silk threads for suturing in a pile of chaotic medical items. eyes are straight.
"I think I still need to go to a professional hospital in this situation." Lin Chen released his fingers on the wound, and some blood seeped out, the flesh turned out, and the stab wound looked extremely miserable, but in fact it was not true. so serious.
Setting off a pack of gauze from a continuous one, holding a medical tape and walking to him. Lin Chen has not responded, and the wound has been posted by the other party.
The next moment, the punishment took his hand from Lianlian and pulled him to the pool.
Lin Chen felt the strong palm of his cold and strong palms, and felt that he should find something: "Where is Shen Wu, when will we go to the cultural center, if we let Li Jingtian out of the country, it will be very difficult to catch him." Lin Chen watched it. He wrote the pool and frowned. When he said this, Xun Conglian just opened a bottle of physiological saline and fell down his arm.
Lin Chen suddenly felt sober, but didn't dare to scream. He shouted: "Captain Captain, it hurts slightly."
"Bears." Xing Conglian picked up the soft brush from the side, and carefully stained with aseptic soapy water, and began to clean the skin around the wound.
The feeling of the soft hair brush was painful and itchy. Lin Chen was surprised that the other party had a professional level of action, but seeing the prisoner's cold face did not speak, it still made him a little embarrassed.
Finally, the punishment finished the wound from Lian, and the moment the other party picked up the physiological saline again, Lin Chen subconsciously held the arm of Xing Conglian.
The other party glanced at him and said, "Counsel, I am also very professional, so please don't doubt my professionalism."
Lin Chen felt that the sentence that Xing Conglian said was familiar.
Native
At 14:20, Yongchuan Airport Expressway.
Two news live cars hit the embassy fleet to the airport.
In the live car of Yongchuan Satellite TV, the reporter described in a dignified tone: "Now, the guards consisting of Yongchuan traffic police are escorting the embassy vehicle by Li Jingtian to the airport, but the audience friends understand that this is not the Yongchuan police shelter the suspect Li Jingtian. Please understand it as the escort operation. Now, there is still one hour and fifteen minutes from the aircraft, which means that our police need to find key evidence that can seize Li Jingtian during this period. The connection is rushing to the reporter of the station of the Knetin Culture and Art Center of Yongchuan ... "
On the back seat of the black car.
The singer in a light gray suit was also watching the live broadcast at the same time. He held his mobile phone tightly and turned to look at the railway outside the window, showing a nervous smile on his face.
"Drive the car quickly, but I am running away." He said to the driver.
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14:25, the new Nony Embassy.
The cold hydrogen peroxide was poured again, and the fine -sized floating foam and residual blood clots were flushed away, and a ray of blood flowing into the sewer.
Lin Chen held his lips and didn't dare to lift his head.
Xing Conglian looked at the person who was groaning the pain and swallowing the pain in front of his eyes, looking at the other person's soft black hair and pale face, and the irritability in the heart when he saw the other person's injury, saw Li Jingtian The tension when pumping the knife suddenly disappeared.
He suddenly realized that all his emotions now are because he is blaming himself.
To be honest, he really rarely blame himself, because from a very young age, his family has educated him. Men should not blame themselves or blame themselves. What should I do when I think about it again. In short, when you can gradually deal with many things, you will gradually stay away from self -blame, because you know very well that your choice is unique, must and the best. But Lin Chen, Lin Chen does not belong to those things that he do not handle well, because Lin Chen himself can handle everything well. He is smart, wise, courage, and strong. . Friends should be dreaming of everyone, but when he is sitting in front of a monitor, thinking about whether he can make a better choice to make Lin Chen from being injured or not suffering from life at once. It was found that he couldn't do it at all.
Of course, if Lin Chen hears his current thoughts, he will definitely say that the necessary sacrifice is okay, and he is sure that Li Jingtian will not really move the knife, so just now the scene looks a little nervous.
However, choice questions are always the hardest propositions in the world.
Crime thought, wiped his hands, rubbed Lin Chen's hair, and said sincerely: "Sorry, it's my question."
Lin Chen's eyes were hesitant, but he contained a gentle meaning, as if he was guessing what he thought, but said nothing.
Native
14:30, Yongchuan Airport.
Li Jingtian stepped out of the car and entered the VIP counter to go through the duty procedures.
There are many reporters around him taking pictures and taking pictures. Everyone around him seems to be pointing and poking at him, trying to make him a monster or a very threatening cold virus, as if he will die if he touches it. .
But so what?
As long as he can get on the plane, get out of the customs, and see his family, those darn Chinese police officers will not do anything to him. Grandpa reassured him on the phone just now.
Moreover, the art center is so big, it takes a long time for those stupid police officers to find things.
He raised his head and saw that the TV in the airport hall was also playing the picture of him pointing a knife at Lin Chen repeatedly. His face looked so hideous and terrifying, everyone looked up at him.
Lin Chen is right, now, everyone is watching him, this feeling of being feared by the world is even better than when he was worshipped before.
"Mr. Li Jingtian."
The voice of the staff brought his thoughts back.
The little girl standing in the check-in counter looked crisp and delicious. She looked at him and her body seemed to be shaking.
Li Jingtian took the boarding pass, pulled down his sunglasses, and smiled at the little girl: "Don't be nervous, those on TV are all lies."
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14:35, Yongchuan Christian Culture and Art Center.
Dynasty finally arrived here with Shen Chenggong. The Yongchuan police had already led people to seal off the scene in advance, but there were still many center staff watching and taking pictures.
He and Shen successfully raised the cordon and took the elevator to the top of the big stage.
The police officers started searching down from the top floor long ago. Chao Dynasty stood in the auditorium on the top floor, looking around, he could suddenly feel what Achen said.
That's right, Li Jingtian is here to show off his evil deeds to all of Song Shengsheng's fans.
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14:40, Xinni Embassy infirmary.
The warm sunlight shone on the bed through the window edge, and the interior was bright.
The suture work has come to an end. For a long time in the past, Xing Conglian just lowered his head and did the meticulous suture work.
Lin Chen looked at the person sitting in front of him, maybe the vegetation outside the window was lush and fresh, or it felt too good to be treated meticulously, he wasn't thinking about Li Jingtian or Song Shengsheng, he was just thinking about punishing Conglian.
Xing Conglian's fingers pressed against his skin, his eyelashes were fine and curled, and he had a serious look when he lowered it. Looking at Xing Conglian, he always felt that the other party did have very rich experience in wound suturing, but this experience should not be learned in the hospital practice, but more like the kind of natural habit after experiencing blood and fire. acquired skills.
Lin Chen's thoughts drifted further.
There are not dense but very clear cicadas outside the window.
Sometimes, Xing Conglian is really good to him, so good that it is easy for people to misunderstand.
For example, at this tense moment of chasing a suspect, the first thing that Xing Conglian thought of was to disinfect and treat his wound, although he could also guess that this was probably related to Xing Conglian's concern that he could not use antibiotics after his wound was infected. However, no matter how you look at it, they were just framed by Li Jingtian as a couple of cowards in front of the people of the whole country, and it is really inappropriate to sit so intimately in a medical room now.
But when he thought of this, Lin Chen was suddenly very aggrieved. If anything happened to him and Xing Conglian, it would be fine. Now he has no guile at all, and it can't be worse.
Just then, Xing Conglian's cell phone rang suddenly.
Xing Conglian had just disinfected his hands when he suddenly stopped impatiently, stood up, and turned his left trouser pocket towards him.
Lin Chen felt embarrassed that his lust was broken by someone, he looked at Xing Conglian's lower body, looked away, and put his hand in.
"Boss, can you let Brother Achen listen to a phone call, we still can't find the master belt, ahhhh, kneel!"
Lin Chen held the mobile phone and put it close to Xing Conglian's ear, Xing Conglian was holding tweezers, just as he was about to tie the suture wound on his arm to the last knot, but the excited voice of the dynasty came out ahead of time.
"I'm here, you say." Lin Chen didn't ask Xing Conglian, and put the phone to his ear.
"Brother Achen, you said that the master tape is high in the art center, but the staff here said that if there was such a thing, they must have discovered it long ago. It is impossible for Li Jingtian to hide the CD here for so long. Found out!"
"Wait a minute." Lin Chen put the phone in the open, put it on his lap, and then took out Li Jingtian's painting from his pocket. The blood on the painting had dried up. He looked at the painting for a while, frowning. It's impossible not to be at the height of the Cultural Center.
Thinking of this, he looked at the time on his phone, and it was getting closer and closer to the boarding time...
Suddenly, he felt Xing Conglian hold his palm.
"Don't worry." Xing Conglian said four words calmly.
Lin Chen glanced at the painting again, and suddenly said to Chao Dynasty, "Go to the lighting area above the stage and look for it."
"what?"
"According to Li Jingtian's anxiety when he painted this picture, those clouds should have been blacked out or accentuated, but they are now white, and there should be a lot of master tapes..."
"There's a lot of bright white light somewhere!" Dynasty shouted, then hung up.
Lin Chen also picked up the phone, but reluctantly pressed it.
When he regained his senses, Xing Conglian was still holding his hand.
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14:50, Yongchuan Airport, VIP lounge.
As the boarding time approached, Li Jingtian gradually became nervous. The feeling that he was about to get out of the crime but was afraid of the sudden fall of the guillotine made his muscles tremble.
In ten minutes, he can enter the passage and board the return flight. There are no more annoying Chinese police around him. The embassy staff also left after sending him out of the customs. The elites in suits and leather shoes in the VIP waiting room Don't care who he is.
He was about to be free, but as time passed by, like Lin Chen's bright red blood falling on the table drop by drop, he felt that the wire wrapped around his neck was getting tighter and tighter, he could hardly breathe, but Can't see the shadow of that wire...
He will be freed from sin, and no one can stop him.
Li Jingtian thought so.
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15:20, Yongchuan Christian Arts Center.
Dynasty directed a group of police officers to search carefully on the light stand.
A lighting engineer who was in charge of Li Jingtian's concert at the time stood beside him with a tangled expression: "I seem to remember that the day before the concert, Li Jingtian rehearsed very late, and he seemed to have talked to us all because he was not satisfied with the live stage lighting. , I don't remember if he was on the light stand, because we got off work early and they were still rehearsing there..."
The dense police boots stepped on the high-altitude steel plate, making a crackling sound.
"Found it!" Someone shouted, and everyone stopped their work.
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15:30
The moment the flight took off, Li Jingtian breathed a sigh of relief. This was the most thrilling turbid air he had ever exhaled in his life. He used all his strength to shout out.
In his life, he never realized this kind of pleasure, and it felt even more than when he entered Song Sheng's body over and over.
How about Lin Chen, are you unable to catch me?
He smiled madly with a hammer -first -class seat armrest.
Native
At 18:00 in the evening, it is now a good moment when all the families are happy together.
Mu Wenhua put the younger daughter into the dining chair and put a bowl of simple green noodles, but forgot to put on the fork.
The girl simply grabbed the noodles with her hands, stuffed it into her mouth, dripping the dripping soup, but the wood asked flowers without feeling.
On the living room TV, Yongchuan Satellite TV's live show has not yet ended.
New Nini International Airport Turning Ping.
Li Jingtian walked out of the plane and stepped down.
Except for busy airport staff and shuttle buses around the runway, there are no other people, and even the flashing lights that are expected have not lit.
The sky is full of deep blue blue, and the lights in the distance are faintly visible.
Without a police officer, no reporter, he is really free ...
Li Jingtian took a deep breath of freedom, and there was nothing more pleasant than freedom.
He put on sunglasses, followed the passenger, and slowly walked out of the level.
He has seen the old housekeeper waiting outside the crowd, and he waved his hand in the direction.
Li Jingtian imagined that the other party rushed away, but suddenly, as he was going out of the passage, someone kicked heavily on his knee nest. He fell to the ground sharply, and his face hit the hard marble floor.
His face was painful, and the warm liquid leaked from his mouth and nasal cavity. Looking at the old housekeeper running from a distance, like someone smashed it against his temple with a heavy hammer, he struggled violently and crazy Get up: "You let me go, who are you, why do you catch me, this is New Niho, this is New Niho!"
The person who pressed on him said in a very personal public tone: "Mr. Li Jingtian, you are arrested in accordance with the law for the crime of committing multiple serial rape in China." After saying this, the man added again. One sentence, "Well, the police officer of Hua Guo let me tell you, although there are a little second, but ... Li Jingtian, Game Over."
Mu Wenhua was settled in front of the TV, and tears rolled down from her cheeks.
In the school cafeteria, in the commercial center square, and countless big screens, everyone stopped and watched the picture of Li Jingtian splashing on the marble ground.
The former famous singer is now messy and bloody, his eyes are crazy, his mouth spit out various words that lose humanity, and there is no dignity for human beings.
Like a real lunatic.
The picture gradually darkened.
The anchor used unprecedented excitement to contemplate: "Mr. Shen Chenggong, a famous sound of the new Nigeria country, identified, Li Jingtian hidden in the ceiling of the Light Area of ββthe Knuting Cultural Center of Yongtuan. The whole audio stall. The New Nie police have arrested the suspect Li Jingtian according to law and sent Li Li to our country on the day of choice. Let us thank the new righteousness of the New Nini government.
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The TV closes.
"Have you arranged it earlier?" Lin Chen looked at the table for takeaway, and finally knew why the punishment would leave Li Jingtian to leave Li Jingtian.
"After all, it is AIA, and I always have to give Xin Ni's opportunity to find face." Xing Conglian rolled up the cuffs and began to give up porridge.
"The Captain Captain was deeply concerned."
"Each other."
Lin Chen put down his chopsticks and looked at the red -blooded food in front of him, and fell into thought.
"It's no problem to let Su Fengzi turn off in the embassy for another hour." Cong Cong put down the porridge bowl and comforted it.
"No, I was thinking, where is Song Sheng?" Lin Chen suddenly looked up.