error cycle

Years are still unforgettable scenes.

The blurred colors in front of my eyes gradually coincided with the scene in my memory, the soul that was taken away by the rope returned to its place, the five senses returned to the body in an instant, and oxygen scrambled to flow into the lungs.

The fine black spots in her field of vision could not be completely faded in a short time. She opened her eyes slightly, feeling the reality of "seeing things with the eyes, distinguishing sounds with the ears, and speaking with the mouth".

It's funny to say that she almost left this cycle just now and went to an unpredictable timeline.

Although the medium of shuttle is "asleep".

She doesn't know whether the next stops of "falling asleep" and "death" are the same. She may have a chance to try in the future, but definitely not now.

She moved her stiff neck, and then found that the atmosphere in the car was a bit strange: "Officer Zhang, what happened?"

Before he finished speaking, Su Lu got stuck when he saw the blood-stained ball of paper on his hand.

She is usually not a high-demanding person, so relax and think about it, and go to sleep when you feel sleepy. Anyway, no matter how long the dream is, the reality is only about ten minutes past.

But it is inevitable that there will be times when she can't sleep. At this time, she either uses anti-drowsiness tricks such as balm, mints, and coffee, or simply uses physical attacks.

The easiest is to pinch yourself.

When drowsy, people will be in a state similar to being slightly drunk, and their thinking will follow a straight path, which is bolder and less rational than when they are sober.

She doesn't care about the severity of what she does. This kind of thing often happens. I and the people around me are used to it and think it's nothing, but strangers may not.

It must have scared them.

"Sorry." She said sincerely.

Zhang Cheng shook his head expressionlessly, his eyes fell on the ground, thoughtful.

When they arrived at the Municipal Bureau, the three of them were taken to different interrogation rooms, and they had no chance to meet each other at all.

The police station is naturally full of coercion, let alone in the interrogation room. Su Lu put away the electronic products and went in, sat down on the chair cautiously, and the person who brought her in closed the baffle, and then sat down. Opposite the computer.Su Lu recognized her as Ye Qian.

There was still an empty seat on the opposite side, and the person in charge of the interrogation did not come.

There is a camera on the table, facing Su Lu.Thinking that every expression and body movement of her would be projected on the monitoring screen, her teeth ached, she fidgeted, and her calm appearance finally collapsed.

The application of psychological techniques is very extensive, perhaps because she destroyed the "silent oppression" tactic on the car just now, and she wants to make up for it here.

Therefore, no one filled the vacant seat on the opposite side, and Ye Qian, who was in charge of recording, also sat down in silence for 5 minutes before leaving.

She was the only one left in the small interrogation room.

Su Lu waited blankly for more than ten minutes, but no one paid any attention to her.So he put his arms forward and idly pressed half of his body weight on the baffle of the seat.

Director Du watched all this in the monitoring room. Seeing this scene, she fiddled with the headset and said to Zhang Cheng on the other side: "We can go to interrogate another little girl."

There are only a few interrogators in the team, and Lao Zhang, who is the most accomplished, chooses to start with Li Shiqing, who is the reporter.

But Jiang Feng voluntarily avoided because of his relationship with Su Lu that "may affect the fair handling of the case".

Considering Su Lu's mental state, I was worried that asking other people with less skill to interrogate would be counterproductive.

So I decided to let her hang out for a while, one is to wait for Lao Zhang Kong to make a move, and the other is to add invisible pressure to the interrogation object by the way.

Obviously, Bureau Du's decision was very correct.

When Zhang Cheng entered, Su Lu was looking at the whole picture of the interrogation room for the third time out of boredom.

She understands that she is destined to experience new challenges during the growth process, and she also understands that every setback is an accumulation of experience.

But is it unnecessary to open a copy of the interrogation room?Her major has nothing to do with the military and police, and she has no plans to enter related fields. Apart from gaining insights, what are the benefits of going through this kind of thing?

Zhang Chenghao sat down in a leisurely manner, picked up the thermos cup and sipped tea, then looked at Su Lu, and stated in a calm tone: "Su Lu, 24 years old, is currently working in Oucheng."

Under the dim light, his expression was gloomy: "I finished elementary and middle school in Jialin, and then I never came back—until today."

He smiled, and the crow's feet were curved, adding a bit of amiability.

"What a coincidence."

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5, five

Now, Su Lu understood the purpose of God's arrangement for her to enter the interrogation room.

"How did you think of it?" Zhang Cheng said slowly, "I'm going back to Jialin today."

"My friend is here, I'll come back to see her."

"Have you made an appointment?"

"Yes."

"Place?"

“Library in the old town.”

"So." Zhang Cheng said, "You boarded the No. 77651 bus with the license plate number Jia A45 at Wengxi Road Station at [-]:[-] p.m. on May [-]th to meet friends on the other side of the river?"

There are too many details in his words, Su Lu adheres to the principle of telling the truth: "I have no memory of the bus license plate and boarding time. But I really want to go across the river to meet friends."

"Oh." Zhang Cheng held the thermos cup and said, "At 82:[-] this morning, you arrived at Jialin South Station by bullet train. If I remember correctly, from Jialin South Station to the Municipal Library, the No. [-] should be It’s more convenient—you went to the hotel to put your luggage. Wengxi Road is a bit far from the South Railway Station, and half an hour was probably spent finding your way and packing your luggage. Have you had lunch yet?”

"I ate it on the bullet train." Su Lu said.

Zhang Cheng's words were full of traps.

First of all, he deliberately emphasized the timing of each link in Su Lu's itinerary. The purpose is to observe the respondent's reaction, thereby testing the other party's sensitivity to time, and at the same time create a sense of "the police know everything, and finding out your criminal traces is just a matter of time." time problem".

When Li Shiqing called the police, she made it clear that the bomb would explode at 45:[-].Although the time was slightly off, the Trace Inspection Division did find the residue of the reaction on the car.

But what Zhang Cheng couldn't figure out was why Li Shi said it was 45:10 when he reported the case.Rather than "two [-] minutes later" or more general numbers.

Few informants will add, subtract, multiply and divide some numerical things when describing the case.

The sense of urgency leaves little time for them to think, and they almost say what they hear and see.

What's more, the countdown, which is accurate to the second, is difficult to convert into a few minutes and is prone to deviation. From a psychological point of view, the probability of this happening is very small.

So Li Shiqing can only hear or see the keyword "45:[-]".

So here comes the question: what is on a moving bus that can tell the time and feel wrong enough?

The first thing Zhang Cheng thought of was the standard electronic clock on the front of the bus.

No. 77651 is a classic model of Jialin Bus, with a small LED screen on the right side of the front to display the time.

But in this explosion, the peak overpressure of the air shock wave has reached the level of causing death or fatal injury.

Therefore, there were no witnesses at close range, and the bus was severely damaged, so it was difficult to determine where the bomb was installed.

Grass snake gray line, this clue also broke mercilessly.

Another pitfall is wiring.Zhang Cheng has worked in Jialin for more than 20 years. He is familiar with every bus route and describes it in detail.

In addition to causing a certain amount of pressure on the opponent, it also trapped Su Lu into a trap that is closely related to time and space.

The more detailed he described, the more Su Lu was trapped in the established facts, and the scope of lying continued to shrink.

Li Shiqing's call to the police could really dig out too much information. "A No. 45 bus will explode on the cross-river bridge." Excluding the possibility of her estimation, then the source is doubtful.

"Explosion on the cross-river bridge", why is she so sure?What is special about this place?

This is despite the fact that the bus collided with the tanker at the intersection at 42:[-].

All the clues were tied to Li Shiqing, but the little girl explained everything with the slightly absurd term "circulation".

There has been no progress on Xiao Heyun's side, and Zhang Cheng can only pin his hopes on Su Lu for a while.

On the other end of the headset, Yu Lei could be heard contacting Su Lu's friends.Zhang Cheng refocused his attention on the girl on the opposite side, and said persuasively: "You are in the police station now, we will protect you, you are very safe. Your testimony is related to a bombing that caused heavy casualties, and now you are sitting in the waiting room outside." More than 20 people, all of them are family members of the deceased."

His voice was gentle: "They are all waiting for the truth. And you are the one who can speed up the restoration of the truth."

Su Lu raised his eyes and met a pair of firm and quiet eyes.

She seemed to have been hit in the chest by a heavy fist, and her internal organs were tightly held together.

I can't tell what it is for, but there is a gas called sadness rampant in my heart, wishing to tear her to pieces.

She can feel that feeling.The person who was breathing the air of the same world as her an hour ago, or even a minute ago, became a lifeless "wax figure" in the blink of an eye.

And the family members of the deceased couldn't even keep the faces of their loved ones in their hearts, and the coke with horrible faces was deeply imprinted in their minds, becoming a wound that would never heal.

For a moment, she hated herself—why didn't she try her best?Why can't you persevere a little bit, just like not letting yourself fall asleep in the car, stay awake in every cycle, and use more time to complete more meaningful things...

"I'm sorry that I can't provide useful information." In Officer Zhang's eyes full of encouragement and expectation, Su Lu took a deep breath in his heart.