Special Case Investigation Team VI

"It's not a threat, but I want you to recall that there are many beautiful people and things in this world." Cheng Jin leaned closer to him, "If Gan Guizhi and her daughter were present when your bomb exploded, would you still want it to explode? Tell me about the bomb Where."

Fu Dong: "They have nothing to do with me."

"They've already been brought here. It's not useful if you say it's okay. Tell me where the bomb is, and I'll let you see them," Cheng Jin grabbed Fudong's arm and said eagerly, "At least tell me where the bomb is." Which area."

Fudong had an injury on his arm, and wrinkled his face in pain. He and Cheng Jin looked at each other, and said after a while: "Fuli District."

In the hall, everyone was stunned at the same time, and then became excited: "He finally spoke!"

Dai Liangzi said to his colleagues: "According to Fudong's itinerary a few days ago, check the surveillance in Fuli District and find out where he has stayed!"

In the interrogation room, Cheng Jin asked, "Where is Fuli District?"

Fu Dong: "Didn't you want me to meet them?"

Cheng Jin immediately said: "Of course, I keep my word, and you will see them right away."

Two special policemen pushed a wheelchair into the interrogation room, then changed Fudong into a clean surgical gown, put on gloves to cover his wounds, then moved him into the wheelchair and pushed him out of the interrogation room.

After the hall was cleared, only Dai Liangzi and a few special police officers were left.

The wheelchair passed the hall, Fudong looked around and saw the clock on the wall, it was already almost 12 o'clock, only more than an hour away from one o'clock, no wonder these people became more and more impatient.

The wheelchair was pushed out of the hall, walked through the corridor, and came to a window that could see the outside. Through the window, one could see Gan Guizhi and her daughter sitting on a bench by the lawn, dappled sunlight shining through the branches and leaves of the trees. On them, this is a peaceful and beautiful picture.

Moments later, a woman came up to the mother and daughter and took them away.

After their backs disappeared, Fudong looked at Cheng Jin who was beside the wheelchair: "I thought you would let me meet them face to face."

Cheng Jin: "Tell me where the bomb is, and I will arrange it for you immediately. It's lunch time now, and you can have lunch with them."

Fu Dong turned his head, looked out of the window and said, "No, I don't have an appetite, you can send me back to continue the interrogation."

Cheng Jin: "..."

In the office, Dai Liangzi and others who were watching the live broadcast looked serious.

Tu Wen: "It's long been expected that it won't work, right?"

Ms. Li asked Dai Liangzi: "Do you still want to carry the child?"

Dai Liangzi was silent, he looked at Yang Simi: "Do you have any suggestions?"

Yang Simi: "It's useless to hug her."

"You can try it even if it doesn't work," Tu Wen said.

Dai Liangzi said to Ms. Li: "Try."

Fudong's wheelchair slid along the corridor towards the interrogation hall. A woman appeared at the other end of the corridor with a child. Fudong's breathing became disordered, but he later discovered that the lady was not Gan Guizhi, but the child belonged to Gan Guizhi. daughter.

"Uncle Beard." After approaching, the little girl greeted Fudong.

Fu Dong was stunned: "You, you still know me?" He now has some stubble on his face. He often didn't shave his beard clean when he was in Pingyang, so he didn't look much changed. Of course, it was also because of this little girl. The memory is good enough.

"I know you, Uncle Beard, you haven't come to see me for a long time. Uncle, why does your chair move?" The little girl looked curiously at the wheelchair under Fudong, as if she wanted to try it out. Be nice to her, so she is very relaxed in front of Fudong.

"I," Fu Dong cleared his throat, almost softly said, "I'm very busy..."

In the office, Ms. Li looked at the little girl who was studying the wheels of the wheelchair on the live broadcast and sighed: "She is too young, and she has already forgotten what we taught her."

Originally, he wanted the child to try to persuade Fudong to turn around, but the child forgot his mission.

Tu Wen: "It's not reliable in the first place."

Yang Simi: "If I wanted to achieve the goal of impressing the child, I have achieved it now."

"Yes." Dai Liangzi said, "It can be seen that he has experienced greater mood swings than when he was tortured."

Tu Wen: "..."

Dai Liangzi continued: "But this little fluctuation is useless. A person like him won't change just because of this little touch, otherwise he wouldn't become a terrorist."

Yang Simi: "You can find a way to amplify this fluctuation."

"That's right. Pushing him to the extreme, maybe this touch is enough." Tu Wen got up and walked out.

Soon, he appeared on the live broadcast screen, and Dai Liangzi stood up: "Why did he run over? What does he want to do?"

Fu Dong, who was live broadcasting the scene, was also taken aback. He reflexively wanted to pull the child behind him, but he couldn't move because of the restraint belt on his arm.

Tu Wen walked quickly to the wheelchair and stretched out his hand to grab the little girl's arm. Cheng Jin stopped him, but he pushed him away forcefully. He also said to the two special police officers next to him: "Stop him, don't let him get in the way."

The two special police officers pushed Cheng Jin back two steps.

With no obstacles, Tu Wen successfully pulled the child to his side, pinched her neck, and looked at Fudong threateningly: "Where is the bomb?"

Fu Dong was astonished: "...you, let her go!"

Tu Wen tightened his fingers, the child had difficulty breathing, and cried loudly, Tu Wen stared at Fudong, and asked, "Where is the bomb?!"

"..." Cheng Jin, who was stopped behind, was confused, and Tu Wen was pinching the little girl's neck? "Are you crazy? Let go!"

Fudong was also greatly impacted, he was very flustered: "You, you..."

"Get out of the way!" Cheng Jin had a physical conflict with the two special police officers, but the special police officers resolutely refused to give in, and advised Cheng Jin, "Calm down..."

"Say, where is the bomb?!" Tu Wen continued to tighten his arms, the child could no longer cry, his face turned purple.

Fudong struggled desperately in the wheelchair, shouting: "Stop! Stop!"

The atmosphere at the scene was extremely chaotic, and the emotions were extremely intense. Everyone lost all reason and yelled at each other, as if they were all crazy.

"Where is it?!" Tu Wen grabbed the little girl's neck and lifted her off the ground. The little girl's two calves kicked wildly in the air and soon stopped moving.

Fudong's eyes were about to split, and he said an address quickly and stumbled: "Fuli District, Jiu, No. 81 Jiuzhou Road..."

Tu Wen let go, and the special police officers stopped blocking Cheng Jin. Cheng Jin rushed over to pick up the little girl, but the little girl couldn't move or breathe...

"Don't worry." Yang Simi came over and began to give first aid to the little girl. After a while, the little girl coughed and recovered her breathing.

The little girl was taken away by someone to take care of her, Fudong was sent back to the interrogation room, and Cheng Jin was taken away by Yang Simi.

The second floor is the same as the first floor, it is not decorated, it is very empty, there are only simple tables, chairs and camp beds in the room, which is simpler than a prison room.

Cheng Jin looked at the rough concrete wall and said, "What if something happens to the child?"

Then he sneered and answered the question himself: "It should be considered an accident."

Yang Simi didn't speak.

Cheng Jin said, "You already knew that something like this would happen."

Yang Simi remained silent.

After a while, Cheng Jin changed his tone, and said in a low but gentle way: "Sorry, it's none of your business, I shouldn't lose my temper with you. I should have thought about it too, I, thought too shallowly."

Yang Simi walked up to him, pulled him to the side of the camp bed, pushed him to sit down, and then sat down himself, held his hand, and stroked a red mark on the back of his hand - caused by the conflict with the special police earlier , Said: "It's none of your business."

"No, I asked them to bring the child here," Cheng Jin trembled and sighed heavily, "What was I thinking at that time..."

Yang Simi: "You wanted to help, and you did. He told me where the bomb was. The result is good."

"..." But the process was wrong, Cheng Jin's heart was full of negative emotions, and his chest was about to explode.

"I was also at fault for not reminding you earlier." Yang Simi said softly.

He originally planned to directly let Cheng Jin avoid those interrogation scenes that he could not accept, but he did not expect that the most critical interrogation did not take place in the interrogation room, but was completed in the open corridor... Tu Wen is quite creative Li, no, is quite capable of doing things...

Cheng Jin suppressed his emotions and shook Yang Simi's hand: "It's not your fault. You've done a good job. You saved that little girl."

Yang Simi looked at him and said, "Tu Wen didn't really want to hurt that little girl, he just saw the opportunity to make Fudong speak up, of course, he was too impulsive, he should plan more carefully, and talk to everyone first. Negotiate and ensure the safety of the children."

Cheng Jin shook his head: "If you hesitate, you may miss the opportunity, and as Dai Liangzi said, the performance will be fake after all, and you may not be able to deceive Fudong... So he used my real reaction to set off his cruelty, let Fudong Dong is afraid of him and believes that he really dares to kill..."

Seeing Cheng Jin start to speak from Tu Wen's standpoint, Yang Simi couldn't help asking: "You don't appreciate him, do you?"

"...How is it possible?" Cheng Jin looked at him weakly, a little annoyed why his attention was still wandering at this time.

Yang Simi also realized that the current atmosphere is not suitable for caring about such trivial matters. He returned to the right track as if nothing had happened: "I know what you mean. Although there were mistakes in the process, the ending is okay. Dealing with terrorist attacks is a This way: the result is what matters.”

He was speaking for Tu Wen. Anyway, he had just confirmed that the other party had a negative impression on Cheng Jin. He said "fair words" to add some points to the other party, but it would not be positive. On the contrary, it would make Cheng Jin feel better. This is Pros and cons.

Cheng Jin recalled the word Dai Liangzi said when he first met Dai Liangzi, and he whispered, "Use any means."

"Don't think about it." Yang Simi said, "This work is over, let's go and investigate our case."

"It's over?" Cheng Jin's expression froze, and then, as if he had just woken up, he said, "It's not over yet, the bomb hasn't been dismantled, what time is it?"

He didn't have a mobile phone or watch on him, and he didn't have a clock when he looked around, so he got up and walked out directly, ignoring Yang Simi.

Yang Simi followed him: "Don't worry, there is enough time, all the clocks here have been set fast, and I let them go fast."

"Oh." Cheng Jin didn't show any surprise, he was not in the mood to praise Yang Simi right now.

"You know? Where did you reveal your secrets?" Yang Simi pushed the responsibility out, "Dai Liangzi's execution ability is not good."

Cheng Jin: "It's none of his business, it's just that the time on the live screen and the time on the clock don't match. Fudong can't see the screen, so it doesn't affect anything."

The clock on the wall on the first floor reads 12:20.

Dai Liangzi said to Cheng Jin, "40 minutes soon."

In other words, it is now 11:40.There was an explosion at one o'clock in the afternoon, so they had 80 minutes to defuse the bomb.

Dai Liangzi: "The SWAT team and the bomb disposal team have passed, and the crowd is being evacuated now."

Cheng Jin nodded. He saw that the bomb disposal operation was being broadcast live on the big screen: the place was an office building, and the bomb was placed in an empty office on the seventh floor...

Tu Wen, who was on the chair next to him, yawned and continued to talk about the time issue: "So you let Fudong out of the interrogation room not only to let him see the woman, but also to let him see the time, and to let him know when 'one o'clock' is approaching." Tell us where? He thought he won by one o’clock, but it wasn’t even one o’clock.”

Dai Liangzi: "I have this idea, but you solved the problem in advance, very good."

"One person feels bad." Tu Wen seemed sleepy, and yawned again.

Cheng Jin knew he was talking about himself, but he didn't want to talk to him, so he kept quiet.

Dai Liangzi pretended not to hear Tu Wen's words, and said, "Go and rest, I'll let you know when the bomb is defused."

Tu Wen waved his hand: "No, I'll wait."

Yang Simi asked, "How is the little girl now?" He was asking for Cheng Jin, and he knew that Cheng Jin should want to know about the child.

Dai Liangzi glanced at Yang Simi, then glanced at Cheng Jin again, and said, "She's fine, there are professional medical staff taking care of her."

Cheng Jin also wanted to know the situation of Fudong, but he didn't want to talk, so he looked around by himself, and soon found the live broadcast from the interrogation room on a screen on the right wall.

Fudong was fixed on his old seat, no one tortured him at the moment, but he did not close his eyes to rest, but opened his eyes in a daze, the muscles on his face twitched slightly, and some expressions quietly approached the surface of the water like a fish swimming Quickly dived back to the depths.

"Simi," Cheng Jin said in a low voice, "check Fudong's condition."

Yang Simi and Dai Liangzi both looked at the screen in the interrogation room upon hearing the words.

Tu Wen: "You are too soft-hearted——"

Cheng Jin frowned irritably and interrupted him: "Shut up."

Tu Wen: "..."

Yang Simi: "There is a problem. Judging from his expression, he is very energetic now."

"Vigor?" Dai Liangzi looked at him, beckoning him to explain in detail.

Tu Wen was a little concerned, but restrained himself.

"Angry, contempt, excitement," Yang Simi studied the expression on Fudong's face, and said, "Are you sure the address he said is correct?"

Tu Wen sat up straight suddenly: "What?!"

Dai Liangzi looked at the live broadcast screen of the bomb disposal, and at the same time connected to the scene, asking the person in charge of the operation: "Are you sure the bomb is real?" If the address is fake, it means that they have been tricked, and there is no real bomb there.

The person in charge replied: "It is confirmed that it is a real bomb, the crowd is being evacuated, and the bomb is ready to be dismantled."

Dai Liangzi heaved a sigh of relief, and looked at Yang Simi at the same time.

Yang Simi: "There must be a problem, the most likely problem is the bomb."

Cheng Jin nodded in agreement.

Dai Liangzi looked at the live broadcast screen again. After a while, he switched calls and connected to a bomb expert at the same scene, and then asked the other party to tell him the details of the bomb.

The two quickly communicated in technical terms, and the time flowed by every minute.

Tu Wen shook his legs quickly, and he didn't know where his sleepiness had gone.

Cheng Jin looked at the magnified bomb on the screen. The countdown on it was very eye-catching. The string of numbers was beating non-stop, and now it showed that there was still one hour and nine minutes left.

"Is that countdown real?" Cheng Jin asked.

Dai Liangzi paused: "You have to disassemble the bomb to find out that yesterday's explosion happened at one o'clock in the afternoon."

Cheng Jin: "Then, is Fudong a person who talks about credibility? I don't think so. Even if he is, he probably wouldn't talk about credibility with us."

"So he might have played the time game like us?" Dai Liangzi looked at Yang Simi.

Yang Simi: "Maybe."

"..." When it was time for Dai Liangzi to make a decision, everyone looked at him, he thought for a while, and gave the order, "Leave one person to dismantle the bomb, and the others leave the scene immediately."

He also said to the bomb disposal expert who was left behind by his name: "Dismantle the bomb as soon as possible."

"Yes."

Everyone watched the bomb disposal specialist go through the wires and cut one, all right, right, and a moment later he cut the other, right this time.

"It's the last one." The bomb disposal expert picked up another thread and said so in a relaxed tone.

Dai Liangzi also pretended to be relaxed and said: "Well, take it easy and cut—"

The expert raised his hand holding the pliers. At this moment, the screen went black and the connection was disconnected.