Aquaman, did he roll over today?

Dozens of green jeeps ran smoothly on the winding road of the Hydra, and the bulletproof glass of the front seat of the leading modified Hummer dropped halfway, and a trail of grayish white smoke drifted out.

If someone looked over from across the mountains, they could see the resolute chin line of the passenger on the passenger seat was extremely tense, the bulging eyebrows were furrowed together, and the eagle-like sharp eyes were staring directly at the inner rearview mirror.

Seems like something is stuck in the backseat.

In fact, this solemn mood is a bit out of place at this time.

Three years ago, the internal secrets began to organize a special task force to investigate overseas trafficking incidents across the Northwest. Today, in the early morning of this morning, all those involved in the case were finally caught up in Shan'ao Village, and a total of 190 children and women were rescued. The task force went up and down. Feeling relieved, all the young police officers couldn't hide their joy.

Yan Ting, as the instructor of the ace troop "Autumn Shooting Team", was appointed as the leader of Operation A of the task force by Special Cheng this time. He not only participated in the arrest, but was also awarded the task of inspecting the qualification of the task force.

Now in a relaxed and happy atmosphere, only he remained solemn, took a deep drag on the cigarette, pinched the cigarette butt with two fingers and pressed it out in the cigarette case.Xiao Sun, the driving team member, glanced at the passenger seat, looked back through the rearview mirror, and smiled, "Captain, your little admirer hasn't given up yet."

Yan Ting frowned again, looked away, with a solemn face expressionless, closed the bulletproof glass, and said nothing.

Xiao Sun has been with Yan Ting for 11 years, and this time Yan Ting was ordered to join the action team, and he also followed, and the two of them were not so cautious in their words.Moreover, Xiao Sun himself has a good acceptance of homosexuality. Anyway, the front and rear seats are separated by a layer of soundproof glass.

In the spacious back seat sat two team members, one on the left and one on the right, and the young man was sandwiched between them, staring at the front seat eagerly.

He looks like a boy of fifteen or sixteen years old, his hair is disheveled, and now the sky is brighter after driving, his hair color is mixed with a trace of gray matter in the morning light, scattered scattered on the bridge of his nose, his skin is pale as if he has not recovered from a serious illness, and his pair of long and narrow eyes The upturned eyes flowed with feelings similar to admiration.

Xu Shi realized that the two people in the front seat were discussing him, the boy lowered his eyes, touched his toes, his lips were drawn into a nervous line, and his beautiful slender fingers were intertwined, as if a little embarrassed.

"Tsk tsk, look at his face, it's really..." Xiao Sun smacked his lips and searched his brain hard, but he didn't have any ink in his stomach, and he couldn't find any descriptive words for a long time.

Yan Ting did not answer the call as usual.

Xiao Sun naturally skipped the description part, and continued talking to himself: "... just for fun, your family will definitely not agree to let him in, let alone a boy, just like him, beautiful is beautiful, Her physique is too bad, if she didn't have a good face, everyone would want to pinch her cowardly and deceitful appearance."

Xiaosun's mouth was moving, and the words he spit out were a bit mean, but his eyes seemed to look uncontrollably to the back seat, one glance after another.

In the end, he was a little dazed.

Before he knew it, he couldn't take his gaze back. Just before the front of the car was about to hit the iron fence, Yan Ting slapped the steering wheel with his palm, and shouted: "Sun Haicheng!"

Xiao Suncai woke up suddenly, regained his senses and quickly apologized: "I'm sorry, Captain!"

Yan Ting took a deep look at him.

The car following behind has noticed their danger just now.

The China Unicom pager in the car rustled.

Yan Ting pressed the button, and the team members in the car behind said: "019 calls 002, 019 calls 002!"

"This is 002, please tell 019!"

"Report, car No. 1 shifted just now, is there any accident?"

Yan Ting glanced at Xiao Sun who was full of embarrassment, "The danger has been ruled out, continue driving."

After hanging up the pager, he turned his head, "I'll drive."

Xiao Sun nodded hurriedly.

Both of them are tall and strong, but they usually train, and their mobility is much higher than that of ordinary people. In just two seconds, they completed the seat exchange in the car.

Changing Yan Ting to control the steering wheel, the speed of the car immediately increased. After entering National Highway 302 from Panshan Road, he saw more than a dozen ambulances waiting at the intersection.Yan Ting held the steering wheel with one hand, took a few communication calls, and after hearing what the other end said, he said, "It is allowed to change lanes and leave the team."

The wounded and the rescued nearly [-] people were divided into several vehicles in the middle. The seriously injured were sent to the ambulance, and the rest followed the ambulance and drove to the city hospital of traditional Chinese medicine.

The rest of the car continued to follow Yan Ting.

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Due to the need to arrest a group of serious criminals, all members of the Northern Provincial Criminal Investigation and Search Office got busy early in the morning.A military-green jeep convoy drove in through the back door, and the hooded criminals involved were escorted down.

Deputy Director Liu of the Criminal Investigation and Investigation Department gave a military salute, "Major General Yan."

Yan Ting returned the gift, "Ju Liu."

Deputy Director Liu made a gesture to lead the way, "This way."

Yan Ting tilted his head and kept walking, "Young and small king, bring me along."

The twin team members responded swiftly, followed by the young man, and Yan Ting turned around and said to Deputy Director Liu, "We shot and killed 13 rebel gangsters, please contact the Forensic Medicine Center for acceptance by Department Liu, and it is best to do a brain test if the situation permits. "

Deputy Director Liu nodded again and again, "Okay, okay."

In the car, Yan Ting edited a text message to briefly outline the situation, and specially applied for an interrogation room.

Deputy Director Liu led Yan Ting to the place that had been prepared early in the morning, only then did he notice the thin young man between the two task force members. The young man seemed to be aware of his scrutiny, and raised his downcast eyes slightly.

His facial features are profound, the light comes through the corridor window, in the half-light, a strand of gray hair hangs down his nose, which is indescribably romantic.

Deputy Director Liu's eyes froze immediately, he couldn't move his eyes, and couldn't control himself at all, until Yan Ting noticed his distraction, and reminded him solemnly, "Director Liu."

Deputy Director Liu just woke up like a dream, coughed dryly, and slapped haha. "Last night, I was too tired to deal with the case. I was rude, I was rude."

Yan Ting glanced at the young man, but he didn't have the time to pursue it with him.

Deputy Bureau Liu summoned a police officer to let him stay and wait for the order, nodded to several people, and hurried to the passage to smoke.

Otherwise, he was afraid that he could not help but focus on that young man.

The presence or absence of Deputy Director Liu had little effect on the interrogation.

Yan Ting immediately asked the boy to be brought into the room.

The four walls are monotonous, and the white light above the head is bright. The young man sits alone in the interrogation room. The iron chair is extremely inconsistent with human mechanics, making the person sitting on it extremely uncomfortable. The dazzling white light hits the skin of the person inside. Pale and frail, the pair of extremely light-colored eyes gave the impression of being very thick and colorful, like quiet and secret Ukiyo-e paintings, making one unable to bear to attach suspicion and malice to the young man.

Yan Ting stood in front of the one-way glass with his hands behind his back, with a serious face, surrounded by four professional interrogators, all of whom were carefully observing the young man inside.

After nearly a quarter of an hour, the young man seemed uncomfortable in the quiet and unfamiliar environment, and began to look around uneasily, with his limbs curled up and almost huddled in the chair, describing his anxiety, and his uneasy appearance looked extremely pitiful.

In the torment, another half hour passed.

At the behest of the interrogator, a female police officer brought in a glass of warm water. Seeing that the boy didn't even touch it, the female police officer couldn't help but shook her head as she watched from the outside, feeling a little unbearable, but Yan Ting stood there straight, unmoving. , with a stern look, she didn't dare to speak out to dissuade her.

It wasn't until the water was completely cool that the interrogator stepped into the interrogation room unhurriedly under Yan Ting's instruction.

He noticed that the moment the doorknob was opened, the boy turned pale with fright and trembled all over. He looked like an ordinary child. Even Yan Ting couldn't help but wondered whether his previous judgment that the boy was dangerous was too subjective and arbitrary. .

Interrogation is a job that tests experience. The older ones always lead the younger ones.

The two interrogators opened their seats one after the other and sat down opposite the young man. The older ones clasped their hands on the documents and said kindly, "I heard your name is Qi Yi?"

The boy nodded, sniffed his nose, hummed hummingly.

The older policeman stopped talking and turned his head down to flip through the documents. The young policeman cut to the chase: "So, Mr. Qi, how did you get to Shan'ao Village?"

"I, I don't know," the boy slumped his shoulders, sucking his nose, and said with a strong nasal voice, "I was there as soon as I woke up."

"What do the people in Shan'ao Village do, do you know?"

The boy paused, shook his head, "No, I don't know."

The elderly policeman closed the file.

The young policeman slapped the table with a "bang" and said, "They abducted and trafficked children, and sold human beings and human organs. The whole people were involved in crimes. You lived there for three days, and you really didn't know anything? It's a crime to conceal the knowledge!"

Seeing that the boy's eyes were red and he seemed to be about to cry, the older police officer said softly, "What do you know about Shan'ao Village?"

With a hoarse voice, the young man defended in a low voice: "I really don't know, I, I thought they were all good people, they gave me food and drink, they treated me well..."

"..."

The two interrogators looked at each other. It was one thing for them to see from the documents, but another to hear it with their own ears.

The task force has been exploring Shan’ao Village for a while. It is a poor place, extremely xenophobic, and there are no old people or children. Only adult men and dogs live in the village.The women used to give birth are all captured by them. They commit all kinds of crimes on weekdays, and the whole village lives by selling women and children.And those abducted children and women were locked up like animals in the cellar to eat pig food, the place was so small that they couldn't even stand upright.

But on the day they figured out the joints and the black industrial chain and were about to arrest him, Qi Yi appeared in Shan'ao Village as if suddenly, and was taken care of by the locals.

They once thought that teenagers were new contacts. After all, there are quite a few international channels that drive children to become contacts.In addition, the task force has already monitored Shan'ao Village, so it is still a mystery why the boy suddenly appeared.

In order to fully grasp the information, the arrest of Shengsheng was postponed for three days, but they soon wavered. Under the supervision of the task force, the boy behaved as if he had completely lost his memory. He felt that everything was new and he wanted to touch it. In general.

When many young victims were rescued with help, the juvenile even shed sour tears, and these performances were recorded one by one.

The older interrogator was looking at such a document just now.

In fact, it was also recorded in the case that the boy rescued a member of the special case in a critical situation. Although it was only a hand, if the boy was timid and did not act at that time, the member's head would probably explode, and they would have to sacrifice a whole life. An experienced comrade in arms.

To say that the people of Shan'ao Village treat him as a suspect just because of their extremely friendly attitude towards the boy is not enough reason. Don't look at the young interrogator who puts on a vicious and businesslike look, and the boy will be detained and sent to prison the next second With the attitude of the prison, he was unwilling to do so from the bottom of his heart.

Qi Yi is sitting here for interrogation now, because firstly, his identity has not been found out, and secondly, because of Yan Ting's insistence.

The illustrious reputation of the ace unit of the Autumn Shooting Team came from carrying out peacekeeping missions and cracking down on drug lords for ten years. Yan Ting was born in a hail of bullets. His intuition has helped him avoid countless life-and-death situations, so he always believes in himself. intuition.

But now he is also slightly shaken.

The other side of Shan'ao Village is a dangerous precipice, and the only road leading to the outside world has been closely monitored by them for a while, and it is impossible to pass through people.If Qi Yi really fell from the cliff, it would be close to death, and amnesia is also possible, but he asked himself, the probability of this is really not high.

But now it seems that there is only one explanation left.

Until a psychiatrist was invited and a diagnosis certificate was issued——the boy really didn't remember anything.

After Yan Ting made a fuss, Lin Congyu, a special criminal consultant appointed by the Beijing Municipal Bureau, came over: "Ah Ting, the case in Northwest China is very important. There is no time for the trial to be held. You can't detain him until then."

Yan Ting stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, brushed off the cigarette butt on his fingertips, exhaled slowly, touched his swollen temples with his hands, "I know."

Lin Congyu poured two glasses of water and passed one over: "Then what are you hesitating about?"

Yan Ting waved his hand to signal him to put it on the table, but didn't answer.

Lin Congyu thought about it, and suddenly realized, "Are you waiting for Xie Heng to return to China? Do you doubt that he has lost his memory?"

Yan Ting never cheats, his silence is a kind of default.

"Ah Ting." Lin Congyu took a sip of water, "Three Beijing criminology experts, four psychology experts, and [-] interrogators have all been tested, and their fingerprints have been pressed——He behaved very well for everything. Strange, does not seem to be fake."

"Or...do you think he, a 15-year-old boy, can deceive the senses of so many people? He is a group of old experts."

Having said that, Lin Congyu shook her head and smiled unconsciously.

Yan Ting didn't smile, he slowly exhaled a wisp of gray and white smoke, and said, "It's not that I don't believe them."

"Then why don't you let him go?" Lin Congyu pushed his glasses and said, "I know you believe in your intuition more, but after observing it, there is no danger to this child except that he is easy to win others' favor. It's nothing, it's normal."

"You do not know."

"Do not know what is this?"

Yan Ting turned around and seemed to be considering his words. After a while, he said word by word: "I haven't said this to anyone else. Ever since I saw him for the first time... the hairs all over my body stand on end."

Lin Congyu froze for a moment, then laughed: "So you are facing a big enemy?" He touched the black ashtray full of cigarette butts with his index finger, "There is also a disagreement in the aura, you haven't had much contact in the army for a long time."

Yan Ting didn't speak.

Lin Congyu stood up and sighed, "Yan Ting, you always hold on to everything and refuse to let it go, but I have to advise you, you should retreat. I heard that the child lost five catties in half a month. I see After passing him once or twice, it looks worse than in Shan’ao Village. There is no impenetrable wall in the world. Now that Zhao Jibei already knows about it, what do you think he will do? It’s a big deal that you use power to detain people. Little, it’s not a day or two since he stared at you and wanted to pull your pigtails. There is no mountain that cannot be broken, maybe it’s just because of a speck of dust, especially for people like us. Do you value the Qiushe team or insist on grasping this point? thing?"

Seeing that Yan Ting was slightly disturbed, Lin Congyu continued, "After the case is judged, plus this meritorious service, you can go further. It's fine if you continue to investigate that child, what is Zhao Jibei?"

Yan Ting put out the cigarette butt, and seemed to be persuaded at last. He turned around, and after a while, he finally spoke:

"Lead him away."

Lin Congyu heaved a sigh of relief, and closed the door after leaving, but couldn't help imagining what kind of surprise the young man would burst out in his mind, and the corners of his mouth gradually curled into a soft arc.