Chapter 271 Five Floating 108 Proof

Hongjing Detention Center.

After hearing Lin Chen's question, Shen Lian smiled.

She raised her eyes and parted her lips, smiling happily and mockingly.

Lin Chen sat in front of him, and although he acted like a seasoned hunter, Shen Lian was very happy whether it was his slightly hunched back or his lost eyes.

After all, no one knows better than her how terrible the effects of drugs are. People are themselves puppets controlled by their brains.

She then said, "Lin Chen, are you all doing the interrogation like this? It's too simple and straightforward to talk from me, and it's out of standard."

"It's not a cliché, just ask what you think of. My style has always been more direct, you know." Lin Chenhe said kindly.

But after saying that, before she could speak again, Lin Chen suddenly leaned forward, very nervously repeated the question just now, and emphasized: "So, have you seen him?"

Shen Lian was a little displeased, Lin Chen had always been very polite to her, people like them had to use a long time to get to the point when they chatted.

She just wanted to fight back, but Lin Chen comfortably leaned back on the back of the chair. There was no brilliance in his black eyes, and his eyes were more like being empty in an unknown place. He slowly said, "Oh...you have seen him."

Shen Lian frowned, and Lin Chen's reaction made her feel strangely unhappy, so she decided to seize the opponent's most painful point and attack: "How's your teacher?"

Lin Chen didn't feel any pain, he still maintained a slow attitude, and said, "Before talking to you, I called my wife and I'm still in the ICU."

"Are you out of danger?"

"How do you say it, unless it's really bad, the doctor won't tell the patient's family directly to prepare a shroud, so maybe you can wait a little longer."

Lin Chen answered truthfully, Shen Lian was still observing every trace of his reaction, and she could see his hands on the table from his thin cheeks.

Lin Chen is very pale, and now he looks like the kind of paper man who blows and falls down. She feels that she should be satisfied with such a result. She is even sure that Lin Chen can be made to vomit on the spot, but she feels that she should be vigilant. .

Sure enough, during the interval when she gave Lin Chen a chance, after Lin Chen finished talking about his teacher in an ancient and unwavering tone, he didn't know where to put his eyes, and just continued: "Speaking of which, your teacher is Duan Wanshan or him. ?"

Lin Chen simply knew how to ask questions to make people the most unpleasant.

He said: "I know Feng Peilin, and I have spoken to Ai Ye and Mei Mei. In my opinion, you are all extremely smart people. People like you will obey him. This shows that he must be very charming. Or what are his thoughts that you can deeply agree with, you think that you are dedicated to the truth and ideals, because if you don’t rise to this level, just personal idol worship is not suitable for you.” Lin Chen said When I got here, I glanced at her with a light-hearted look, and then continued, "It's interesting to watch, right, the leader of a criminal organization does not use the methods commonly used by criminal organizations to do things, they prefer to use those spiritual It’s good and ideal to brainwash. And one of the benefits of brainwashing is that even if you are quietly controlled by him, you all feel that this is 'my' own firm belief, not the idea he instilled in 'me'."

Shen Lian blinked, but did not speak.

"I've always wondered why your academic performance has improved so much after the second year of junior high school. At that time, I didn't connect you with a case I once handled. But now I think about it, it's probably because of your special and stubborn dark side. Attracted to him, he used a way to transform you into a completely different person from the cowardly incompetent you before. I think you should be very addicted to his special magic, he can make those transformations that are actually very painful Simplification. In fact, there is still pain, but it will make your heart no longer suffer any more. Once my little junior sister also chose to avoid such pain in life, and obeyed the larger group, even for what she believed in Go to hell. But in fact, the only difference between you is that you and she have different positions in his mind. My little junior sister is the stepping stone he steps on under his feet, and you are the knife he can hold in his hand."

"Listening to you, I'm really miserable, I might as well die." Shen Lian was not angry, she smiled and said casually.

"It's miserable, but don't die."

Lin Chen's attitude was like an old lady who persuaded her granddaughter not to fall in love with her.

"I didn't influence you, I just wanted to tell you that the ideas he instilled in you, including the ideas you thought were independent, are no longer under your own control. You are under his control, but you haven't discovered it yet."

Shen Lian thought this was too funny: "You haven't found out yet, Consul Lin, I'm one of his dogs, and I want to bark too, can you control it?"

"You don't actually want it. I will prove it to you. Before that, please don't die." Lin Chen said.

Shen Lian has never been more annoyed by Lin Chen's old-fashioned attitude, she said annoyed: "You can shut up, before I see the show you promised me on TV and achieve the effect I want. , I refuse to say another word to you."

"Okay." Lin Chen leaned back in his chair and looked at the sky outside the window.

The wind came from the sky, and it was hot and dry.

...

Plum Village Railway Station is old, but it is crowded with people.

This is not because Meicun City is extremely developed, but because of its special geographical location. It has been a transportation hub since ancient times, and people who come from the south and the north will settle in Meicun. Now, although its urban status is gradually being adjacent to the sea It was replaced by Yongchuan City, but in the concept of some foreign friends who don't know much about China's national conditions, Mei Village is still one of the big cities in China.

Therefore, it is understandable that some people want to see something happen to Plum Village instead of Yongchuan.

But for ordinary Mei Village people, it was really just another boring and lazy afternoon.

The underpass outside the train station was crowded, and the air smelled of musty and rust from the ventilation system.

As the incandescent lamps above the head, which are really older than many people, gradually penetrated into the ground, it was like entering some deep cave.

The traveler dragging the suitcase walked slowly, the woman holding the child lowered her head and kissed the sleeping child's face, and the only people with shoulder bags walked fast.

They pushed their way, slowly through the underpass, and up.

Everyone is not aware of what happens in the online world. This is the life of ordinary people, ordinary and mediocre, but they may also suffer disaster at any time.

Yet people working at train stations are more nervous today than ever before.

The anxiety stemmed from the sudden high-level security alert in the afternoon.

The superior department requires all station personnel to strengthen inspections, monitor all entry and exit personnel, and must carry out strict unpacking inspections, especially to check for powdery objects in luggage.

Even just now, a whole team of heavily armed special police stationed at the railway station.

Lu Xiaotian's father opened a detective office that was going to close down, so he knew a lot about firearms. This was the first time since he was an intern at the train station that he saw all the police at the inspection station turn on the safety of the revolver.

But at the moment, he was sitting at the identity check at the entrance, with thick steel bars on both sides and glass that only bullets could break. Every time he checked an ID card, he glanced at the steel plate and tried his best to comfort himself that it was nothing to me. thing.

Although he comforted himself so much in his mind, he still looked around nervously through the glass, subconsciously checking the status of each passing traveler.

I don't know if it's because of his father's usual teachings, or because of the intuition of a detective's son.

Around 4:30, he saw a middle-aged man with a pot belly.

The middle-aged man, with his business bag slanted across, wearing gold-rimmed glasses and shiny belt buckles, was lining up at the end of the pit stop.

He was talking on the phone in one hand and holding his ID card and the train ticket he had just taken out in the other, looking very busy, typical of any business person.

But somehow, Lu Xiaotian always felt that there was something wrong with that man.

Of course, between him and the middle-aged man, there were probably a team of nearly 100 people, and he couldn't see clearly because the distance was not too close.

Thinking of the notice he received earlier and the instructions from the leaders before taking up his post, Lu Xiaotian felt that his nervousness might be due to nervousness.

He looked back and tapped another stamp on the ticket, but suddenly felt that the speed of entering the station had slowed down.

He couldn't help looking at the security check in the station, and there were a lot of people crowded in front of the two huge X-ray machines.

At this time, a whimpering voice came from his walkie-talkie, and someone reported the situation at the security checkpoint. Generally speaking, a fellow brought a live chicken and thought about the X-ray machine. It was discovered by the security staff at the railway station and was arguing with the security checkpoint.

During the special period, the station police are very vigilant, and there is a busy command voice from the walkie-talkie.

"Pharaoh took Xiao Chen over to take a look and bring the situation under control."

"Others stick to their posts and don't act rashly."

"clear."

Lu Xiaotian continued to scan his ID card. For some reason, the words "sound in the east and hit the west" appeared in his mind, so he glanced at the middle-aged man at the end of the team again from the corner of his eye.

Middle-aged people have stopped calling.

And Lu Xiaotian finally realized what was wrong.

Most people with the image of a middle-aged nouveau riche like to speak loudly in public, but this middle-aged man is different. Although he is loyal to his appearance, he is deep and reserved that is completely inconsistent with his image.

He was also on the phone, and he seemed very busy. After the call, he still put his mobile phone in his business bag in an orderly manner. What kind of man would put his mobile phone in his bag these days?

Of course, Lu Xiaotian can find examples to refute himself, but in the special period, he still took a deep breath, picked up the walkie-talkie without hesitation, and reported to Shanghai Hui: "A suspicious person was found in channel b of the west entrance... um, there is a A middle-aged man with gold-rimmed glasses."

"Yes, that's him. I think he's very problematic. Can you send someone over to question him?"

After the boy said this quietly, he put down the walkie-talkie, and pretended to inadvertently started the busy work of checking tickets and ID cards.

His heart was beating fast and his mouth was dry. While he was worried that his superiors might not care about his opinion, he was also afraid that it would be very embarrassing to identify the wrong person and cause misunderstanding.

However, just when he was feeling uneasy, the position of the middle-aged man was getting closer and closer to him.

The distance between them is very delicate, neither up nor down, neither forward nor backward, and according to today's wind direction...

He didn't know why he suddenly thought about the wind direction. It was like subconsciously that he felt that this man would take out dangerous items from his bag and spray them on everyone.

The plainclothes were coming in the opposite direction from the station entrance. If the middle-aged man passed by his position and followed the team a few steps inside, he should have just met the plainclothes policeman.

But at that moment, all the sounds around Lu Xiaotian fell silent.

The voices of people talking, the crying of children, the scolding of not finding the ticket, and the sound of saying goodbye were all taken away in an instant.

He seems to have entered an extremely quiet vacuum, but his mind is very clear.

He tapped a small red inspection stamp on the ticket and handed it back to the old lady who had entered the station.

The old lady stepped forward, and the middle-aged man stepped forward. For some reason, he suddenly came up with blood, suddenly opened the window, leaned out, and wrapped his hands tightly around the middle-aged man's hands.

There was no horrified expression on the middle-aged man's face, but Lu Xiaotian knew that something shattered in the middle-aged man's hand, and the tiny sound of the glass bottle being crushed was deeply embedded in his mind. middle.

But he can't let go, he knows he can't let go, this is a very strange short time.

He even felt that he had become a wandering soul. After watching a young man suddenly burst out, he stretched out the window with a strange posture and entangled with another middle-aged man.

The surrounding passengers didn't know why, so they just stared at them dully. Two plainclothes policemen in the distance pushed the crowd away and rushed towards him quickly.

And the state of competition between him and the middle-aged person seems to be still, but there is movement in this absolute stillness. The middle-aged person's face slowly shows a smile that does not match his image at all, like blood dripping into clear water and slightly cracked. lips.

The middle-aged man's eyes widened with extremely cruel eyes. The feeling of being embedded in the palm of his hand by the glass was very painful. Lu Xiaotian couldn't breathe but dared not let go. He even thought of death.

His Adam's apple throbbed, and he swallowed hard. The next moment, the stillness ended and the dynamic resumed.

The screams, the shouts, the squeaks after people pushed each other suddenly sounded like fireworks, making him dizzy.

But fortunately, he was sure that his hands were still firmly holding the middle-aged man's hand, and he was sure that he had used up all his strength.

Lu Xiaotian's memory of what happened after that was very unclear. He only remembered that he arrived in plain clothes. He gasped and fell down at the window, his head hitting the window frame, extremely stupid.

In a trance, he looked up at the big screen in the station, separated by the busy crowd.

There were no advertisements on the densely packed train schedule information, but the news of Plum Village TV station appeared.

The anchor's face flashed, and there was a mess somewhere.

The shelves collapsed, and many clothes were piled on the ground, colorful and unreal.

He seemed to see the sackcloth and the person who fell on the sackcloth, as well as the girl and the blood on the girl's white cheeks.

Then, he didn't know anything.