Chapter 156 Four Tones 68

In the end, Song Shengsheng's fan meeting still adopted the internal billing model. Of all 1,116 tickets for the meeting, 90% were allocated to the major support clubs proportionally, and only 10% of the remaining tickets were open to the public.

And all ticket sales will be donated to a charity event to help victims of sexual assault recover.

Although ordinary people are very dissatisfied with the fact that there are few public votes, most people still admire Song Shengsheng's decision. Fans are even more happy, because according to the rules given in the billing announcement, internal tickets will also be allocated according to the number of years fans have been in the meeting. Members who have registered for 10 years are more likely to grab tickets for the meeting than those who have registered for 1 year. Speaking of which, there is a complex problem of proportional distribution involved. In short, when Lin Chen listened to Wang Chao's explanation for a long time, he only asked: "Can you get it?"

Wang Chao stared at him: "Brother Achen, you doubt me!"

What happened later became that Chao Dynasty sold more than 100 tickets within a second after the ticket was issued. Xing Conglian had to hold the young man's ear and force him to release the tickets he had snatched, and then beat him severely. A fine for half a month of pocket money is settled.

Lin Chen looked at the electronic ticket just sent to his mobile phone.

The meeting took place at the Yongchuan Christian Cultural Center, where they found key evidence that could convict Li Jingtian.

They are seated in row 7 11/12/13.

The meeting will start on June 1st, which is the day when they negotiated with Xinniguo to escort Li Jingtian to China.

It was only later that Lin Chen discovered that all of this might have its own providence in the dark.

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The popularity of the Li Jingtian case on the Internet has gradually diminished. After all, major events that may affect the historical pattern are happening every day in this world, and the attention of ordinary informants will always be quickly drawn away by these events. Except that his name and the topic of the meeting were listed on Weibo on the day of Song Shengsheng's fan meeting, his name seems to be fading away, which may be what Song Shengsheng wants to see.

And in order to prepare for the fan meeting, Song Shengsheng had even more reason to not see him.

According to the police officer Xing Conglian supported the message, when they made a second transcript for Song Shengsheng, they had personally asked the other party's opinion in private, but Song Shengsheng still refused to see him.

Lin Chen finally stopped being obsessed with this matter.

However, while waiting for the meeting to start, he and Xing Conglian also took the time to do another thing. Of course, they would never admit that it was related to them. After all, it was done by the dynasty.

May 15th, the day of Xu Ran's first seven days.

Xing Conglian was working overtime at the police station. In the morning, Lin Chen and Wang Chao went to the suburban cemetery first.

Because Xu Ran had no relatives, Lin Chen made his own decision and bought a small piece of land for her in this beautiful cemetery.

On the tombstone, Xu Ran has a bright smile. She wears light makeup, like a carefree little girl who has neither pain nor trouble.

Lin Chen put down the lily in his hand, gently stroked the tombstone, and then stretched out his hand to the dynasty.

The boy hurriedly took out a piece of paper from his backpack. It was the ticket for Song Shengsheng's fan meeting. When Dynasty grabbed the ticket that day, he even grabbed a ticket for Xu Ran in the corner. He not only printed out the electronic ticket, but also used it. Very thick cardboard, made to look like a ticket, as if it were the same thing.

Lin Chen looked at the photo of the girl on the tombstone, took out a lighter, and lit the paper.

The flame devoured the paper, rolled up the gray burrs, the embers fell, and Lin Chen turned and left with the dynasty.

They took a break that day. After going to the cemetery, Lin Chen took the dynasty to the Hongjing City Public Library. The young man finally recovered from some indescribable sadness. He carried his bag in the library hall. He was very excited to tell him this and that, but after walking for a while, the dynasty refused to leave again. He leaned outside the public lounge area of ​​the library with his backpack and said, "Brother Achen, I just remembered that I was yesterday. I made an appointment with the trade union to start a group, you just help me choose."

Lin Chen understood and walked straight to the borrowing room.

He remembered that more than a week ago, he and Xing Conglian were still discussing the issue of juvenile education with a very relaxed attitude. Xing Conglian said that he had given him the burden of selecting books for the dynasty, and he thought that he would be able to bring it with him on the next day off. Dynasty came to the library. But it's only been a week, when he really brought the dynasty here, it always felt like a lifetime.

Standing in front of the lined bookcases, he walked aimlessly through a row of professional books on tractor maintenance, and picked one out and flipped through it. Looking at the strange drawings, he walked to the next bookshelf.

In the lounge area of ​​the library, Dynasty found a position with his back to the surveillance cameras and sat down on the long table.

The young man pressed the brim of his hat and threw the red backpack full of various bits and pieces on the table. He took out the laptop and pressed the power button.

But in fact, Dynasty did not open Battle.net, but a certain video website.

Lin Chen has picked the fifth book.

The progress bar on the computer screen in front of the young man moved slowly. Finally, when the file was uploaded to 100%, he quickly pressed the Enter key, slapped on the notebook, and hurried out of the lounge.

Lin Chen's cell phone vibrated slightly, he glanced at the text message he just received, picked up the seventh book, and walked to the borrowing desk.

This summer is hotter than usual.

Lin Chen and Dynasty were waiting for the bus on the bus platform.

In many air-conditioned rooms, netizens who just opened the most famous foreign online video website MEtube found a newly uploaded video on the homepage of the website.

Someone clicked it at will, and was so shocked that he was speechless. He watched the video twice, quickly downloaded the video, and uploaded it to another domestic video website. The change has made it even more sensational - "Fengchun Royal No. 1 was shocked to see the underground prostitution nest, the tragic scene is like hell on earth"

I have to say that this second uploader is a natural media master, because the title is too provocative, and within half an hour, the video click rate has exceeded 500,000.

Countless informants watched the inhumane footage on their phones, desktops, and tablets.

The video is dim and without any dubbing.

But it was a pinhole camera shot of a fat-brained middle-aged man torturing a thin-looking girl on a waterbed.

The girl was dragged by her hair and hit the bedside table, and the man kept beating her stomach with his hands. The girl's face could not be seen clearly in the video, but the man's excited and cruel expression made many people could not bear to watch it again.

Just because this video challenged the bottom line of human morality too much, it only aroused the anger of all netizens in an instant. Soon, the identity of the perpetrator was revealed by human flesh, which is the role of a good husband in Fengchun City. famous entrepreneur.

What happens next is beyond anyone's control.

When Xing Cong connected to the Fengchun police captain's phone, Lin Chen and Wang Chao were eating curry rice in a small shop 3 kilometers away from the library.

The young man was happily flipping through his newly borrowed book.

When he saw the "Tractor Maintenance Guide", he shouted even more excitedly: "Achen, how do you know that I like tractors!" He said, and put another spoonful of curry rice into his mouth, " I told my dad when I was a kid that my dream was to be a tractor driver."

"and then?"

"Then my dad said yes." Chao said happily.

Inside the police office.

Xing Conglian pulled the phone one meter away from his ears, desperately denying that the obscene video that had just occupied the top of the major video sites and spread wildly in the circle of friends was his masterpiece.

"Old Chen, how could it be me? It's really not me. I'm in the bureau. Do you know how high the reports are in front of me? My life is so hard!"

"Old Xing, don't think that I don't know how capable the technician under your command is. Who else could it be if you weren't? You've stabbed the sky, do you know that!"

"Heaven and earth conscience, there are so many capable people in this world, you can't wrong me just because my people are capable, we have to tell the evidence for everything, I also want to know who did it, it's so beautiful, I said that you can tolerate the cancer of the Royal One for so long, I'm starting to doubt the purity of our team..."

Xing Cong continued to chat, and finally, the person on the other end of the phone seemed to be annoyed and hung up abruptly.

Xing Conglian smiled coldly at the phone screen.

Inside the curry shop.

Lin Chen just drank the drink that came with the meal. He didn't take a sip of the lunch in front of him. He handed the boy a tissue, and the phone screen on the table suddenly lit up.

He picked up the phone, and Xing Conglian's happy voice came: "Have you eaten lunch?"

"eating."

Opposite him, Wang Chao suddenly stopped the rice spoon and made a mouth shape at him, and the boy was about to fall out of his mouth full of curry.

Lin Chen nodded to the phone a few times, then put down the phone, and said to Chao Dynasty, "Your boss was indiscriminately reprimanded by the boss of the Fengchun Police Force. He was very angry."

"What, did I do such a good job, this is simply a windfall!" Chao said excitedly.

Lin Chen nodded and continued: "In the beginning, the network monitoring department wanted to ban the video, but it couldn't. Now the whole network has exploded."

"Brilliant!" The boy raised a Coke and clinked glasses with him.

Lin Chen put down the cola and whispered: "But the matter is too involved, and the high-level shakes. It is said that the uploader is already being checked."

Wang Dynasty smiled and waved his hand: "Don't worry, the advantage of public libraries is that even if they really have the strength to find out the real IP, that's the same thing. Hundreds of people in the whole library go online at the same time, only if they can find it. There's a ghost, and I chose to delay the upload, we were on the bus when the video was uploaded, and there is surveillance as evidence, isn't it particularly planned!" (*^__^*)

Lin Chen raised the drink again, touched the young man lightly, and said, "Thank you."

【two】

Although the actual video about the Royal No. 1 Clubhouse is actually only a short clip, it is such a short video that has become a fulcrum to shake the above-ground and underground worlds of Fengchun, not only Fengchun City, but also the whole country. .

Xu Ran's case was opened again. Although the audience had seen Xu Ran's handwritten letter when Lin Chen and Li Jingtian confronted each other in the attic, there was no evidence in the letter to prove that Xu Ran's victim was in the Royal Club No. 1. Therefore, after the investigation of the clubhouse, it was strangely lucky to get away with it, but the situation is completely different now.

The Police Department once again formed a task force to investigate the Royal No. 1 in Fengchun City. This scale of investigation is no longer something that simple individuals can stop.

With the gradual development of the investigation, one name was unearthed, and the police later claimed that they had mastered the secret ledger of the Royal No. 1 Company and began to investigate the relevant persons involved.

In those few days, gossip was flying all over the sky, and the elites of Fengchun and the surrounding cities were all in danger.

The relationship between Royal No. 1 and CA Company was discovered, and some trainees of CA Company, including high-level executives, began to be investigated. The public is most willing to watch this kind of drama-like drama.

As a tainted witness, Mr. Lu Xu played a pivotal role in the investigation process. Through his testimony, the police can finally investigate the communication equipment of the persons involved.

Although most of the people involved in the case have already deleted the unsightly software in their mobile phones at the beginning of the investigation, if the mobile phone prostitution software mentioned by Lu Xu really exists, then this kind of software will inevitably leave traces on the user's mobile phone and server. , as long as the user is not smart enough to throw the phone into the unsalvageable sea or burn the memory, the existing data can always be recovered.

Xing Conglian used a little method to get Fengchun to pass on a piece of information.

Dynasty sat in front of the computer and stretched his muscles. He held up the lemon black tea he just bought with one hand, and tapped the keyboard with the other hand.

Lin Chen looked at him, sat on the desk beside him and continued to fill in the report.

Because the investigation of the Royal No. 1 was gradually deepening, he and Xing Conglian could not hide the fact that they had sneaked into the Royal No. 1 investigation. Therefore, it was a new round of questioning and detailed reports. He felt that he had returned to Painful copywriting career in high school.

The sun was shining outside the window. He wrote for a while, released the pen and rubbed his arm. Suddenly, he saw the knife wound on his arm again.

The two knives he cut himself on his hands at the time have gradually healed and scabbed over. Although the wounds still look a bit ferocious, when the scabs fall off, they will only leave very shallow scars.

Lin Chen pulled out Song Shengsheng's fan meeting e-ticket on his phone again, hope you are all well, he thought silently.

At this moment, Dynasty suddenly began to frantically type on the keyboard.

"Ahhhhhhh!" The young man then shouted.

Before Lin Chen could react, the young man pushed the chair away like crazy, rushed out of the house and started running around the police station compound. Lin Chen was stunned for a while, hurriedly sent a text message to Xing Cong who was in a meeting, and followed him.

Dynasty ran very fast, looking at the crazy back of the young man, he decided to stand still and wait for him to come back after a lap.

Xing Conglian also quickly pushed the door down. He panted and looked around. Chao Dynasty had already run away from sight, but the roar of young people could still be heard in the wind.

"What's the matter, looking at the code makes me crazy?" Xing Conglian asked.

Lin Chen frowned and was very worried.

Finally, the figure of Wang Dynasty running at high speed reappeared. Xing Cong didn't say a word, and went straight to outflank from the front. Dynasty seemed to be completely immersed in the rush, and didn't care about the figure in front of him. By the time he reacted, it was too late for him to brake. He slammed into Xing Conglian violently.

Xing Conglian took two steps back, failed to stand firm, and was knocked over to the ground, but he did not forget to protect the young man's neck and waist when he fell to the ground.

There was a muffled thud, Chao Dynasty was lying on Xing Conglian's chest, he rubbed his head and didn't react for a while, and when he saw who he fell on, he immediately sat back in fright: "Boss, I'm sorry, I'm sorry!! I did not do it on purpose!"

Lin Chen hurried over and squatted down beside the two.

"Are you okay?" he asked Xing Conglian.

Xing Conglian simply propped himself up and sat up without even showing any expression on his face: "What's the matter with you?" He questioned Wang Chao sternly.

Lin Chen looked at Xing Conglian's back, Xia Xia's clothes were thin, and Xing Conglian's back was obviously bruised.

Dynasty sat on the ground, stunned and dared not speak.

Lin Chen patted his back lightly in the past, and Wang Chao was touched, so he said, "Boss, I just think it looks familiar, but I can't remember ah ah ah."

"What is familiar?"

Xing Conglian asked, and put his hand over, Lin Chen understood and helped the person up.

Xing Cong patted the dust on his uniform pants.

Wang Chao said, "It's the restored version of the prostitution software that came from Fengchun. I think I've seen it somewhere."

Xing Conglian's bending over suddenly stopped: "Speak clearly."

Even though he asked the young man to make it clear, there was no way to make it clear what he actually felt.

Dynasty sat back in front of the computer again, pointed to the source code of Royal One's homemade prostitution software, and said to him: "Every programmer has his own style when writing programs, just like everyone's style of speaking or writing is the same. Different, for example, the code you wrote is definitely different from the source code I wrote.”

"Of course, I don't know how to write code." Xing Conglian said coldly.

"That's what it means, boss, although the programming language is relatively fixed, but, for example, variable names and comments, anyway, everyone's writing habits are different. I mean, I think this source code is very familiar, I read something else written by its writer"

Xing Conglian frowned: "So many mobile phone software programmers across the country write thousands of codes every day, can you see that?"

"I just think I've seen it!" Dynasty couldn't help but increase the volume.

Xing Conglian still wanted to speak, but Lin Chen glanced at him, so he stopped talking.

In fact, Xing Conglian was right. Not counting the website, the source code of mobile phone software programming that Dynasty had seen were all astronomical. It was an impossible task for him to tell which codes were written by the same person.

What's more, although the base of practitioners across the country is large, everyone has always written a lot of software, and the dynasty will always see things written by the same person.

But looking at the sad face of the young man, he could only say: "Don't worry, you can slowly recall."

"I can't remember." Dynasty irritably opened various software at will, and then kept closing it.

"Is there any search algorithm that I can use?" Lin Chen asked again.

"But I don't know what to search for, I can't. If it's an article, I can use the audio link to establish a statistical model comparison, but I really can't think of the source code, and it's impossible to store all of them in my computer. The source code of the mobile phone that I have seen." Chao Chao was so worried that he kept scratching his hair, "Achen, you are right, why didn't I pay attention, this might be my chance to save the world!"

The young man's words made Lin Chen have a very strange bad premonition in his heart.

He glanced at Xing Conglian and said to the dynasty: "In fact, our brains are far more powerful than any computer we know now, if this is an unimportant source code written by the same person, you will not With such a big reaction, you may even ignore it as you have done countless times, but just now, your subconscious reminded you that the source code in front of you is very important, and the source code written by the same person who is similar to him is also very important. It is very important, so you will notice the abnormality and stop, so the source code should have left a very deep impression in your mind, you can check it in this area."

"I see..." Dynasty said weakly, "but I'll try to search for keywords first, but do you know how many people in this world like to name variables related to food, foodies mistake me!"

Lin Chen rubbed the young man's head soothingly, and went out with Xing Conglian.

"Is your back okay?" Lin Chen asked with a frown.

Xing Conglian leaned against the wall carelessly, lit a cigarette, and said to him, "What are you worried about?"

"worry about you."

"wrong."

"I have a bad feeling in my heart. Anyway, try to be tough on Song Shengsheng. I must see him."

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Lin Chen didn't know why he thought about Song Shengsheng when he saw the familiar source code from the dynasty. It was a knot in his heart that he couldn't unravel. He was afraid that if he couldn't see Song Shengsheng, he would be swayed if there was any trouble. To worry about each other.

Song Shengsheng 20 hours before the fan meeting.

5.31 at eleven o'clock at night.

He was sitting on the wooden sofa chair at home, watching the picture of Song Shengsheng entering the rehearsal of the Yongchuan Christian Arts Center earlier today.

Dynasty is still pondering the source code of the prostitution software of Royal One in his room, and even in the living room he can occasionally hear the screams of teenagers breaking down.

Xing Conglian hadn't returned home yet, and the matter of the Royal No. 1 became more and more troublesome, and even some high-level figures were involved. Xing Conglian was invited by the task force to drink tea, so he did not return late at night.

Lin Chen held the remote control and turned up the volume.

The towering giant building stands on the outskirts of Yongchuan City. The camera moves forward. Reporters who came to interview and fans who heard the news crowded on the square of the Convention and Exhibition Center. Fans held various support banners and lined up very disciplinedly. Platoon, it was even more like some kind of well-trained soldier than a fanatical groupie, and it was only when Song Shengsheng's nanny van drove past that they started screaming.

The reporter was very excited: "Did the audience members hear the shouting behind me? After going through hardships, Mr. Song Shengsheng finally decided to hold a small fan meeting to give back to the die-hard fans who have always supported him, although the meeting rejected the media. Interview, but when the time comes, our TV station will still do a live broadcast for everyone at the entrance of the Literature and Art Center, please lock in Yongchuan Satellite TV."

Before the reporter finished speaking, the nanny car drove towards the VIP entrance and stopped.

Aiano, wearing sunglasses, got down from the co-pilot seat to open the door for Song Shengsheng, and Song Shengsheng's female assistant got off the bus last.

Song Shengsheng made a special look today. He wore a burnt T-shirt with a skull on it, and his hair was combed back with hairspray. He was still wearing a mask. He just glanced at the fans on the sidelines, and he withdrew his gaze and looked inside the door. go.

The picture flashed away again, but the screams were endless.

Lin Chen's brows became tighter and tighter. don't know if it was his illusion. Although Song Shengsheng seemed to be improving, he didn't have the firm look that day when he looked at the camera.

The media reporter said: "We see that Mr. Song Shengsheng seems to be recovering well, and sincerely hope that tomorrow's fan meeting will be held smoothly."

The reporter took the opportunity to put the microphone in front of the fans at the fan club behind him: "Are you excited?"

"Excited!" fans shouted in unison.

"Is there anything you want to say to Mr. Song Shengsheng?" The reporter asked with a smile, as if infected by the happy atmosphere.

The fans looked at each other, and then one of them made a gesture of three, two, one from the bottom.

The girls of different ages and looks, but all equally happy, shouted in unison: "Sound, no matter what happens, we will always protect you!"

Such a bright and splendid voice, Lin Chen will never forget it for the rest of his life.

Entertainment News begins another story.

There was a creaking sound from outside the house, Lin Chen put down the remote control and pushed the door out.

Xing Conglian appeared at the door with a tired face.

Lin Chen looked at his slightly smiling face, and asked from afar, "Looking at your expression, I'm afraid there is good news, right?"

Xing Conglian came to him and said, "Song Shengsheng promised to meet you, but the time will be after the meeting."

"Can't it be before the meeting?" Lin Chen asked suddenly.

Xing Conglian stopped.

Lin Chen knew that his request was too much, and Song Shengsheng let go to see him, but he didn't know how much Xing Conglian made secret and explicit efforts. According to Xing Conglian's work style, he might even entrust Fengchun or Yongchuan police. Put pressure on Song Shengsheng.

But he still looked at Xing Conglian very firmly: "I have to see him, before the meeting."

Xing Conglian stared at him with very tired eyes, and then nodded: "Okay, we'll go right away, you go and call Wang Dynasty first."

Countless times later, Lin Chen deduced what happened in those days, trying to find a possibility to prevent it from happening.

For example, he should have trusted his own feelings more, and asked him what was going on from the very beginning, instead of being blinded by some good-looking appearances; or maybe he should not have been in the precious ten Tianli planned the operation against Royal One so much that he and Xing Conglian spent most of their time being filled with never-ending official investigations and paperwork reports; even, if Xing Conglian could have driven the car faster that day Some words, maybe everything will go to a completely different ending.

However, in the words of Xing Conglian, the occurrence of established facts cannot be changed by human will, and they are not gods, and they have no ability to reverse time. They really can only be very ordinary human beings, so the only thing they can do is, Just keep going with sadness and gratitude.

【three】

Although the departure was very fast, the time when they really arrived in the spring was almost four in the morning the next day.

Along the way, he forced Xing Conglian to play Song Song songs in the car, the dynasty sang along with the song, and was still reciting the code and other things in the half-dream and half-awake.

Even in the early hours of the morning, Yongchuan was still brightly lit. Lin Chen overlooked the entire city on the viaduct, and suddenly felt a heartfelt despair at a certain moment.

The lights were still there, but the thick black spread from the ground, as if it was about to devour all living things, and everything would never get better. At that time, he felt boundless despair.

He covered his eyes and burst into tears for no reason.

4:13 minutes.

He will always remember the time when Xing Conglian's car stopped at the entrance of Yongchuan Baolihao Hotel.

Downstairs of the hotel was the deafening siren sound. The ambulance and four police cars lined up one after another. The bleak red and tragic blue turned the night sky into a strange purple. He looked around in a daze, and didn't even know how he got to the hotel door. .

In the hotel lobby, Aino turned his back to him, but hunched over his body, and was talking to the police officer almost out of strength, while the other girl beside him was already crying. A few hours ago, Lin Chen had seen the girl on TV, and it was Song Shengsheng's assistant.

The bad premonition that had been lingering in his heart for many days finally came true. Lin Chen walked towards Aino step by step. He stretched out his hand from behind and grabbed the collar of the elite, and said in a trembling tone, "What happened."

The moment Aino saw him, his eyes were split, but Lin Chen was grabbed by the neckline.

Aino roared: "Lin Chen, why do you still have the face to come here, you are dead, you killed him, he said he doesn't want to see you, why do you keep forcing him over and over again!"

Aino shouted loudly. Someone was secretly filming with a mobile phone camera, and the flash came on. Lin Chen only felt that someone had slammed him with a hammer.

At this moment, a powerful arm stretched out diagonally and restrained Aino with a backhand.

Lin Chen saw Xing Conglian.

Aino screamed in pain on the spot, he screamed miserably, but he kept narrating: "I protect him so much, so I don't want to be hurt again, why do you keep forcing him, yes, you are kind to him, But why do you put pressure on him again and again when he doesn't want to see you, he said he thought of Li Jingtian when he saw you, and he was right at all, you are all the same people."

The dazzling light from the crystal chandelier caused countless emotions to surge in Lin Chen's chest. He could no longer distinguish the color in front of him, but after hearing what Aino said, he still forced himself to calm down, using a kind of expression that even felt inhuman to him. He said in a cruel tone: "First of all, I will not murder Song Shengsheng, because that's on my way here, with full alibi. Second, I have never had contact with Song Shengsheng, and the only person who killed him could be you. Not me. Finally, tell me, how did he die?"

Beside him, the girl's sharp cry was about to pierce the eardrum. Lin Chen turned his head and glanced coldly at the place where the voice was made. Then, the girl stopped crying instantly.

"If your boss doesn't answer, it's up to you to answer me yourself and tell me how Song Shengsheng died."

"Sound...Sound..." The girl cried and sat on the ground, "Sound...in the bathroom...in the bathroom...cut...cut her own throat."

Hearing this sentence, Lin Chen could hardly stand still, he staggered abruptly, and at this moment, Xing Conglian firmly supported his back.

He suppressed the bloody taste in his throat again, pinched his palm, looked around, and forced himself to stay awake.

"Take me to the scene," he said to the police officer beside him.

"Why did you go, I didn't want to see you when I was alive!" Aino shouted almost frantically, not like the polite gentleman who used to be.

"Mr. Aino, please cooperate with the police investigation, or I will arrest you for the crime of obstructing official duties."

Under such circumstances, Xing Conglian still maintained a detached calm. He quickly showed his ID to the police officers in the hotel lobby, and said, "Hongjing Brigade, Xing Conglian."

The police officer nodded hurriedly: "I know, I know you and Consultant Lin."

"Now take us to the scene."

Seeing the hesitant look of the police officer, Xing Conglian nodded and continued to say to him: "You can refuse me, but I will call all the people who can let us into the scene, trust me, there will always be someone who will nod, so do not waste time."