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The atmosphere at the scene was very tense.

Han Chen looked at the poem and didn't speak for a while.

And Bai Jinxi and Leng Mian who were standing beside him were also silent, and the other detectives beside him were even more puzzled.Finally, they all looked up and looked at Han Chen.

At such a time of burning eyebrows, under the watchful eyes of everyone, Han Chen was actually very calm.He held the piece of paper, and tapped the back of the paper a few times with his slender fingers.

Suddenly, he raised his head and looked at Bai Jinxi.

"Bai Jinxi, I need you to help me confirm two things from the perspective of criminal psychology." He said calmly.

Bai Jinxi froze for a moment, then replied: "Okay."

Han Chen continued: "According to your analysis and research on the letter group over the past month, can you analyze who wrote it based on this poem alone?"

"R." Bai Jinxi opened her mouth and answered.

For more than a month, she has been working overtime every day, forgetting to sleep and eat, doing psychological profiling for the letter group.

Regarding the alphabet group, she dare not say that she understands it 80.00%, but she can guarantee that her 'familiarity' with them is at least [-]%.

"What do you think this poem is about?" Han Chen asked again.

"I think...it's about mathematics and philosophy?" Bai Jinxi frowned.

Afterwards, she looked at Han Chen and continued: "You know, there has always been a saying that mathematics is the most concise and basic existence, and it is derived from complex subjects and life. This poem reads a bit like that. The next few days The sentences are more lyrical, and when strung together as a whole, they have a bit of a philosophical meaning.”

Speaking of this, Bai Jinxi's eyes became a little dark.

"R... He probably likes mathematics. He likes to explore the meaning behind things, maybe he will be very insightful, and his thinking will even be very charming."

He is mysterious, an enigmatic man.

Han Chen lowered his head and thought for a while, then raised his head and said, "The password is 18749019."

As soon as Han Chen finished speaking, everyone was stunned.

Since the matter was so important, Qin Wenlong glanced at the crowd and asked Han Chen, "Han Chen, are you sure?"

Han Chen nodded.

At this time, in the empty park, the twilight has dispersed, and the sun shines through the clouds.

Everyone stood quietly, except for the time displayed on the bomb on the victim's chest, which was still passing by quickly, and the atmosphere was tense and serious.

The victim licked his dry lips and said tremblingly, "You... are you sure it's this?"

Han Chen walked up to him, raised his finger, closed his eyes slightly, and only tossed him two words: "Trust me."

Obviously it is the simplest two words, but his deep and contemptuous voice makes people feel certain for no reason.

The victim gritted his teeth and closed his eyes tremblingly.

The bomb disposal expert nodded and stepped aside temporarily.And around, beside the police car, behind the explosion-proof shield, everyone watched with bated breath.

炸、弹上的时间，还在迅速倒数：13:02、13:01、13:00、12:59……

Han Chen lowered his head, his eyes narrowed, and his fingers jumped quickly on the combination lock——18749019!

The whole place was silent.

Bai Jinxi's heart seemed to miss a beat, and tears fell down the victim's face.

12: 57.

Digital freeze.

The victim stared blankly at the time when his chest stopped beating.

Smiles appeared on the faces of Qin Wenlong and the others and the bomb disposal experts at the same time. After a brief silence, the surrounding policemen burst into thunderous cheers. They all hugged, clapped their hands, and shouted. Over the park!

However, at this time.

A very strange man appeared a hundred meters away from them.

He was dressed in a clown costume, brightly colored, and a clown's pointed hat, with heavy makeup on his face, making him look very funny.At first glance, I thought it was a promoter of a children's toy store on the street.

However, he kept going in circles.While turning, while dancing.

The point is that those movements are very clumsy and ridiculous, obviously he can't dance at all.His mouth is always opening and closing, as if singing.

Most importantly, he was crying.Dance, sing, cry?

Tears washed off the makeup on the clown's face, making him look ridiculous and hideous.And the fear and despair on his face shocked everyone.

"What's going on!? Why is there another victim?——!" Qin Wenlong was shocked, this was beyond his expectation.

He thought there was only one victim, but he never thought that there was another one?Moreover, why did he suddenly appear?The timing is so coincidental?It's like... like it was deliberately arranged.

"Don't move around! We will rescue you right away!" Bai Jinxi shouted loudly, trying to comfort him.

But that clown man was still dancing in circles, but his tears became more and more fierce.And following his movements, everyone could see clearly that under the not-so-tidyly dressed clown suit, the outline of a black bomb bag was impressively exposed!

00: 03.

3 seconds left!Too late!I can't make it in time——!

Han Chen clenched his hands into fists, his knuckles were almost white.

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