Special Case Investigation Team VI

Afterwards, Cheng Jin did not return to the interrogation hall for the time being, but went to check the progress of Fudong's investigation.

Fudong's family has already searched, and found in his camera the video that he and Dai Liangzi said he planned to release later. Claimed the explosion in the restaurant area of ​​the mall, and made a prediction: Another explosion will follow.

Cheng Jin asked Ms. Li: "When he recorded this video, did the explosion in the shopping mall happen or not?"

Ms. Li: "It hasn't happened yet. He recorded this video last night." The explosion in the shopping mall happened at [-] o'clock this afternoon.

Had two explosions been planned ahead of time?Cheng Jin: "Did more bombs be found in his house?"

Ms. Li: "No, but some tools and raw materials needed to make bombs were found."

Cheng Jin nodded, and then asked, "What impression do the people around him have of him?"

"He is good, but his personality is rather dull. No one knows that he has the ability to make bombs." Ms. Li pointed out a computer to Cheng Jin, hoping that he would support himself. "This computer can check the people around him. video, and the latest information will be updated in real time.”

"Okay, thank you."

Cheng Jin went to the computer and sat down, but Yang Simi did not sit down, he said: "I'll go find something to drink, do you want coffee or tea?"

"Help me choose." Cheng Jin said.

"Good boy." Yang Simi patted Cheng Jin's head.

Cheng Jin: "..."

After Yang Simi left, Cheng Jin clicked on the folder on the computer and saw a page full of videos, so he clicked on the earliest one.

This video was shot from where Fudong lived:

Fudong lives in the suburbs, but he doesn't live in a private house, but a community house.In the center of the city, there are often urban villages surrounded by dilapidated residential buildings with high-rise buildings. In the suburbs, the situation is reversed, and it becomes a lonely community with high-rise buildings surrounded by a large number of low-rise and old residential buildings.

Cheng Jin looked at the nearby staff, and one of the young women actively responded to his gaze: "Consultant Cheng, what do you need?"

Cheng Jin smiled: "Hello, are there any locals from Luzhou here?"

The other party said: "I am."

Cheng Jin looked at the name tag of the other party, and the other party noticed it immediately, and judged Cheng Jin's needs, and said proactively: "You can call me Xiao Chai, please tell me if you have anything to do."

"If you are free, I would like to ask you some questions." Cheng Jin asked Xiao Chai to sit down next to him and let her watch the computer, "Have you watched this video?"

"Looked."

Cheng Jin asked her, "Why do you think he lives in this area?"

"You mean why does he live in the suburbs? The city center is full of cameras and people everywhere, while the suburbs have less surveillance and less population density. For a terrorist, living in the suburbs will be safer and more convenient." Koshiba said, "Making bombs requires tools, materials, and a site. It is difficult to build such a studio in the center of the city, but it is possible in the suburbs."

"It's not just the suburbs," Cheng Jin said, "Why did he choose a community instead of a private house?"

Xiao Chai hesitated: "You may not know what the residential area here looks like. You can imagine it as a dense shanty area with a high population density, no privacy, and security risks such as petty theft. It's hard to do terror, it's going to be exposed right away."

"So that's how it is." Cheng Jin asked again, "How is Fudong's economic conditions?"

Xiao Chai: "Generally, he has been working, but the job he does is low-tech and highly replaceable, and the salary is not high. With his own salary, renting a community house will be very stressful, but we Tens of thousands of cash were found at his home, and someone should be sponsoring him, but it has not been found out who his sponsor is yet.”

Cheng Jin: "I understand. Thank you."

On the side of the interrogation hall, after Yang Simi found tea in the tea area, he found two more cups and started to make tea. During this time, the sound of interrogation kept coming to his ears—in fact, it was not an interrogation, but only execution of a sentence. , because there are only screams and no dialogue.

After making tea, Yang Simi asked Dai Liangzi for milk and sugar.

"..." Dai Liangzi said, "Old Zhao, go find him."

The bald middle-aged man left in response.

Yang Simi: "This person is very useful."

Dai Liangzi said calmly, "It's okay. Do you have something to tell me?"

Yang Simi looked at him: "Are you trying to trouble me?"

"No, I won't wait until now to trouble you." Dai Liangzi said, "I propose that you participate in this mission because I believe in your ability."

Yang Simi: "Why didn't you believe in my ability before?" This is the first time the two have cooperated since he rescued Dai Liangzi.

"I used to believe in your ability, but at the same time I also felt that you were uncontrollable." Dai Liangzi said, "Now you are different, there is another person beside you, someone who can influence you."

Yang Simi: "You really want to trouble me. No, you have already done so."

"...what did I do?"

Yang Simi said nonchalantly, "Cheng Jin doesn't like you."

"Do you think I bullied him? I didn't. He doesn't have to like me, I just need to know that he is a dedicated person." A dedicated person will not affect his work because of his preferences. "However, I don't think he hates me." Dai Liangzi said.

Yang Simi stared at him upon hearing this, it was the first time his eyes were so focused.

Dai Liangzi wondered if he had stabbed a hornet's nest.

After a while, Yang Simi said, "I suggest you speed up the time."

"……what?"

Yang Simi looked at the clock on the wall in the hall: "Adjust all the clocks forward, one second per minute, one minute per hour, 1 minutes per 15 hours."

"What's the use of this? Create a sense of urgency and force everyone to complete the task ahead of time?" Dai Liangzi looked at Yang Simi suspiciously, wondering if he was trying to make trouble.

"It can also relax your nerves." Yang Simi said, "I can say whatever I want, but you can do whatever you want."

Relax your nerves?Dai Liangzi frowned: "Don't be casual, make it clear..."

Half an hour later, Yang Simi returned to Cheng Jin's side. Cheng Jin was absorbed in watching the video and didn't ask him why he had been away for so long.

Yang Simi put the two cups on the table, Cheng Jin picked up one cup, felt that the cup wall was not hot, so he lowered his head and took a sip.

"Is this milk tea?" No wonder it smelled of milk in addition to tea.Cheng Jin looked at the other cup, which was also milk tea.

"Is it good?" Yang Simi asked.

"It's delicious." The tea is weak, milky and overly sweet.Cheng Jin continued to watch the video while drinking milk tea.

Yang Simi: "Dai Liangzi said he likes you."

"Ahem..." Cheng Jin choked, "What?"

"He thinks you don't hate him."

Cheng Jin: "...so?"

"When people look at others, they usually see themselves." Yang Simi said, "He thinks you don't hate him, but in fact - he likes you."

Cheng Jin thought for a while: "I know what you mean, it's like looking in a mirror, he only sees his own thoughts. He doesn't hate me, then what?"

"I think he has a good eye, so I didn't trouble him." When Yang Simi asked "Are you trying to trouble me", he was actually saying "I want to trouble you".

"..." Cheng Jin doesn't know Yang Simi's mental journey, but he knows that Yang Simi's "he thinks you don't hate him" means "I know you hate him", so he had better not speak for Dai Liangzi , that would have the opposite effect.

He was silent for a moment, patted Yang Simi's arm lightly, then turned back to face the computer, and continued to watch the unfinished video.

He was taking notes while reading, Yang Simi looked closer and saw that he wrote "children", "women", "houses", "Pingyang", "work" and so on.

Yang Simi: "Pingyang?"

"I'll tell you later."

Cheng Jin watched all the videos at double speed before responding to Yang Simi: "What did you ask me just now?"

Yang Simi looked at Cheng Jin's notebook: "Ask you what is written on it."

Cheng Jin also looked at the notebook and recalled while reading: "According to people who know Fudong, he seems to like children more, and he seems to have had a girlfriend before, and he stayed in Pingyang for a year - the year before last. After coming to Luzhou, he has been living in the current house."

"Who is his girlfriend?" Yang Simi picked up Cheng Jin's unfinished cup of milk tea and started to drink - he had already finished his own cup.

Cheng Jin: "It's an ex-girlfriend. We don't know her specific information, so we haven't found anyone yet. I guess we won't be able to find her in a short time."

"She's lucky." Yang Simi said.

Cheng Jin didn't care about Yang Simi's statement. Many people are unwilling to contact the police, let alone face investigations from special departments. It is really lucky to be able to avoid it.

"I'm a little concerned about his stay in Pingyang. I want You Duo to help me find out what he did in Pingyang before, and whether he left any traces." Cheng Jin said, "Go ask Dai Liangzi first, and see if he can do it." Let our people help investigate."

"Oh." Yang Simi continued to drink milk tea.

Cheng Jin looked at him: "Is it cold?"

Yang Simi handed him the cup and asked him to drink it by himself.

Cheng Jin took a sip, it was indeed cold, but it didn't look so sweet when it was cold, he drank the rest in one gulp, put down the glass and pulled Yang Simi up: "Go, get up and move around."

Dai Liangzi was in the interrogation hall. Cheng Jin didn't really want to come here, but he didn't show it. He entered the door calmly and asked Dai Liangzi amidst Fudong's screams, if he could let people from the special case team participate in the investigation of Fudong.

"Yes, but you have to keep it secret." Dai Liangzi said.

Cheng Jin nodded and was about to leave when Dai Liangzi said again, "Since you're here, go and take over from Tu Wen and let him rest."

"...What?" Cheng Jin looked behind the one-way glass. Fudong's current state was that his shirt was stripped off and his arms were tied and he was hanging up. Looking at Tu Wen again, his long hair was sweaty and disheveled, and his demeanor was cruel and violent. It seemed that he needed a rest—not a physical rest, but a spiritual one.

Dai Liangzi: "By the way, save Fudong and remind him that we still have good people here. If he wants to open up and want to talk, he can still talk."

"..." Cheng Jin said, "I'll make a phone call first."

He left the interrogation hall and went outside to find a quiet place with a telephone to make a call.

Dai Liangzi said to Yang Simi: "He adapts quickly, he is suitable for this job."

Yang Simi: "You are annoying."

"..." Dai Liangzi looked at the clock on the wall, "It will be midnight soon, tomorrow will be here."

Cheng Jin was on the phone in another room. There was also a clock on the wall in this room. He glanced at it.

"Hello?" You Duo answered the phone.

"It's me, help me check someone." Cheng Jin told You Duo the basic information of Fudong, "He stayed in Pingyang for a year the year before last, see if you can find out about his situation at that time."

"The year before last? That means he had nothing to do with Meng Shuangye's disappearance?" You Duo originally thought that the person Cheng Jin asked him to investigate was related to Meng Shuangye.

Cheng Jin: "There should be no direct relationship. When Meng Shuangye disappeared, he was on Luzhou's side." ——Preparing for a terrorist bombing attack.

After talking on the phone with You Duo, Cheng Jin returned to the interrogation hall. After greeting Dai Liangzi and Yang Simi, he walked quickly to the door of the interrogation room and rang the doorbell.

Tu Wen's mocking voice was broadcast into the hall by the radio: "Oh, the savior is here again."

"..." Cheng Jin said, "Open the door."

The door lock was unlocked, and Cheng Jin pushed the door in. Seeing that Tu Wen was gesticulating with a blood-stained knife, as if he was about to stab Fudong who had been hung up, Cheng Jin quickly walked over to block Fudong. .

Tu Wen shook his head with a smile, and shook the hair that fell in front of him to the back of his head, but a few strands of sweat-soaked hair were still firmly stuck to his face. The blood left a trail of blood on his face.

Cheng Jin said: "Someone is looking for you urgently, you should go and see him first."

"Who can come to me now?" Tu Wen asked with a smile, there was a kind of madness in him at the moment, as if he was about to go mad.

"I'm looking for you." Yang Simi's voice came from the broadcast on the wall of the interrogation room, "Do you dare to come out?"

Tu Wen smiled, looked at Fudong who was hanging in the air, and said, "Then let him rest for a few minutes." He dropped the knife in his hand with a bang, took off his gloves and threw it aside, and then pulled it away like the wind. The door burst out of the interrogation room.

The door was not closed, Cheng Jin listened carefully to the sounds outside, there was no quarrel or fight, he turned to look at Fudong who was hoisted up, the other person had already entered a semi-comatose state, he tried to put him down, but it didn't go well , At this time, footsteps came from outside, turned around, and saw two special policemen coming.

With the assistance of two special police officers, Cheng Jin put Fudong down and put it back on the chair before.

"Thank you." Fu Dong weakly opened his eyes, and thanked Cheng Jin in a low voice.

What Cheng Jin wanted was not thanks, he said, "Tell me the location of the bomb tomorrow."

Fu Dong's eyelids drooped weakly, and he whispered: "You don't understand..."

"What did you say?" Cheng Jin wanted to shake him, but Fudong's body was covered with bruises, making it impossible for him to do so. "Where is the bomb?"

Fu Dong closed his eyes.

The special police next to him pushed him twice, but he didn't move, he was unconscious.

The special policeman asked: "Is there a way to wake him up?"

"Need not."

Cheng Jin didn't wait for Fudong to wake up in the interrogation room. He returned to the hall and saw that Yang Simi, Dai Liangzi and Tu Wen were not there.

He was a little worried, so he hurried to find someone, but he didn't find Yang Simi and Dai Liangzi, but he saw Tu Wen in the bathroom with the door open.

The other party was smoking, and the blood stains on his face and glasses were still there. Cheng Jin didn't look carefully just now, but now he found that there were actually blood stains on the other party's clothes.

"Does it look like I just came back from get off work in the slaughterhouse?" Tu Wen asked, taking the cigarette away from his mouth.

Cheng Jin originally planned to pretend not to see him, but was accosted, so he had to stay. "Now the slaughterhouse is automated. The step of slaughtering livestock is carried out by machines. The workers are only responsible for dividing the bled meat into small pieces, and they will not get blood on their bodies."

"..." Tu Wen showed a strange smile.

"There's milk tea here, you can go and have a cup." Cheng Jin said.

Tu Wen asked inexplicably, "...what?"

"I said you can use food and drink to neutralize the negative emotions in your body." Cheng Jin said.

"Ah." Tu Wen nodded, indicating that he understood, then raised the cigarette in his hand, and invited Cheng Jin, "One?"

"No," Cheng Jin said, "It's enough for me to smoke secondhand smoke."

"..." Tu Wen laughed loudly, and the laughter echoed in the spacious and empty bathroom, "I know why Yang Simi is with you, you are too decompressed, he is lucky."

Cheng Jin was speechless, but still clarified: "On the contrary, he relieved my pressure, and I was lucky."

Tu Wen laughed again, covered his stomach with laughter, and finally freed his mouth to speak after a long time: "No one would dare to give your luck to others."

The words were not speculative, and seeing that Tu Wen's mental state had recovered a bit, Cheng Jin offered to leave: "I'll go first."

"I should go too." Tu Wen stubbed out the cigarette, walked towards the pool, took off his glasses, reached out to catch a handful of water and poured it on his face, "We can't let him rest for too long."

Cheng Jin knew that what he said was that Fudong should not be allowed to rest for too long, so he hesitated for a moment and asked, "Do you think torture can really make him tell the location of the explosion?"

Tu Wen: "Isn't there still you? I will work hard, and you will pick the fruit."

"..." Cheng Jin looked at Tu Wen, the water wet part of his hair and shirt, but it couldn't wash away the tiredness on his face, it was not easy for him, thinking so, Cheng Jin didn't hate him, He just said, "You have worked hard, everyone knows that you are the main force. I hope this job will go well. I will go first."

"You, hey——" Tu Wen wanted to call Cheng Jin, but Cheng Jin walked quickly, and the sound of footsteps hurried to a distance. "Didn't you realize I was joking?" Tu Wen shook his head, looked in the mirror, and then began to straighten his messy and wet hair.

Cheng Jin found Yang Simi and Dai Liangzi in a small conference room.

Yang Simi: "Call him and ask."

Dai Liangzi shook his head: "I don't want it yet."

"What's wrong?" Cheng Jin asked, "Are you talking about something I can know?"

Dai Liangzi said without hesitation: "We found one thing: Kong Yi has a house in the community where Fudong lives."

"Meng Shuangye's friend Kong Yi?" Cheng Jin asked.

Dai Liangzi: "One of his more important identities is that he was one of the people present during the turmoil in Burleigh."

Cheng Jin: "I know."

When Yang Simi rescued Dai Liangzi back then, he also rescued several other people by the way, Kong Yi was one of them.

"He has a house in the community where Fudong lives—could it be that the house that Fudong rents is his?" Cheng Jin asked.

"That's not true." Dai Liangzi murmured, "You're right, this little coincidence really doesn't explain anything, so don't disturb him yet."

He walked out while talking, and after he finished speaking, he also went to the corridor, and then walked away without saying hello.