Half an hour later, on the empty road in the early morning.
The Phaeton galloped like lightning, like a dazzling meteor in the morning and evening communication, and disappeared at the end of the long street in an instant, leaving only the tail gas slowly drifting away.
"The whole process is like this." The bluetooth in the car connected to Yan Yan's mobile phone, and Ma Xiang said: "The police car in the team has already driven to Tianzong Mountain, and I am on the way there. Let's see you there."
"Okay, calm down the parents of the kidnapped, don't let them get too excited to interfere with the questioning." Yan Yan then hung up the communication.
"After Shen Xiaoqi's parents got home in the evening, they were still worried, so they decided to drive to the scenic spot to pick up their son. Because of the strong rebellious psychology of adolescents, they were afraid that forcibly picking them up would lead to any unpredictable consequences, so they didn't say hello in advance. After three o'clock, the couple secretly drove to the farmhouse hotel, and found that their son was not with the classmates, and he didn't even come back to sleep all night. So anxiously, the couple began to ask the classmates, but the children were very uncooperative. "
Jiang Ting leaned on the passenger seat and closed his eyes, his face was a little pale: "Don't cooperate?"
"They said they didn't know. Shen's father and Shen's mother asked whether his son left before or after the bonfire party. Some students said before, and some said after."
"It means they are all lying."
"Almost." Yan Yan sighed, "but a group of lying children are better to deal with than criminal suspects who deliberately lie."
"What if the child is the suspect?" Jiang Ting asked suddenly.
Yan Yan glanced at the steering wheel, Jiang Tingzheng raised his eyelids slightly, the eyes of the two collided with each other in the dimness, and they were immediately separated.
"At 5:17 in the morning," Yan Yan turned back his gaze as if nothing had happened: "The parents received a call from the kidnappers again. This time it was Shen Xiaoqi's screams and calls for help that lasted for more than ten seconds, and then the voice was cut off. The kidnappers only gave The collapsed Shen family left a sentence, and there are still 38 hours and 52 minutes before the execution time."
— 38 hours, 52 minutes.
So there are zeros and wholes.
"... More than ten seconds of screaming, plus a warning from the kidnapper, this call will be stuck within 60 seconds." Jiang Ting folded his arms and pondered: "The predicted execution is tomorrow evening at 8:09."
"Yes, let's count eight-ten. But why?"
The vehicle was driving fast on the road, leaving the city center and high-rise buildings far behind. At the end of the horizon in the distance, the suburban fields were endless, and the morning mist was gradually dyed with light-transmitting fish maw green.
"You can't miss that minute," Jiang Ting suddenly said. "The kidnapper has a strong sense of time. He should have set the stopwatch several times on the phone, and the time is accurate to the minute. If he didn't deliberately reveal clues, or Maliciously playing tricks on the police and parents, then there is only one explanation."
Yan Yan frowned: "At 8:09 in the evening, does this time have a specific meaning to him?"
"right."
"No," Yan Xun said suspiciously, "What's the point of not relying on the village or the store before this time?"
This time Jiang Ting stopped him: "How do I know this, I'm not a kidnapper."
He closed his eyes again, still holding his beloved thermos cup in his hand - if it contained wolfberry tea, he would be a real old cadre, but in fact it was Yan Yan who was dressing in order to attract him to go out in the early morning. In the interval, Laotongxing Pu'er tea brewed by hand is raced against time.
This does not mean that Yan Yun wears clothes by himself, but for Jiang Zing. Jiang Ting was in poor health and mentally weak. If he slept well in the middle of the night, he would not be able to wake up in the early morning. Yan Yan slammed on the door for 30 seconds to no avail, so he simply broke into the room, picked him up from the large and fluffy double bed, and picked him up casually. I grabbed a few pieces of clothes from the closet and wrapped them up, like dressing up a doll, I picked them up and carried them out of the bedroom.
All the above details fully demonstrate Yan Yan's hegemony as the owner of the house - the bourgeoisie.
"Hey," said the bourgeoisie, "how about handling the case, what is your attitude, and you are still brooding about what happened in the morning?"
The proletariat didn't even open its eyes: "I call this passive resistance after the violent struggle has failed."
Yan Yan: "…"
·
At 8:30 in the morning, Tianzong Mountain Scenic Area.
Phaeton struggled up the hillside, not knowing how many branches were scraped, and finally stopped in the grass.
At the entrance of the farmhouse compound in the distance, Ma Xiang looked up from the crowd, and immediately caught up with him in three steps and two steps: "Brother Yan!—Oh, this is not Lu—"
Yan Yan grabbed Ma Xiang and said, "Old Wei and Lao Lu are not here, right?"
"Not here," Ma Xiang said inexplicably, "Boss Wei Er is commanding the scene remotely from the city bureau."
Yan Yan was relieved, turned around and beckoned: "You can come down."
"Consultant Lu" was wearing an anti-smog mask in the fresh mountains and forests, and got out of the car with an expressionless face.
The three of them walked to the compound at the end of the stone road, and the police car of the Municipal Public Security Bureau had already surrounded the scene. The morning fog in the forest has not yet cleared, and the policemen are wearing dew all over their bodies, and they can hear Mother Shen crying hysterically from a distance.
"How is it?" Yan Yan asked.
"Just finished writing the transcripts for the students, there are four two men and two women in total." Ma Xiang scolded a swear word, "Fuck, little kids don't know the sky and the sky, thinking that their little cleverness can hide from the police. The flaws are enough to make a hole in jeans. Some people say that Shen Xiaoqi never came back after picking up the wood, and he disappeared all night; I saw Shen Xiaoqi, but couldn't see clearly at night..."
Yan Yan interrupted him: "What did Wang Ke say?"
Wang Ke, the only child of the owner of the steamed bun shop, is currently one of the little kids most likely to be turned against by the police.
"That's why he said that Shen Xiaoqi never came back after picking up the wood. This is what we are most inclined to say now."
Yan Yan narrowed his eyes: "Who said that Shen Xiaoqi was seen at the party?"
The three walked into the compound, Yan Xun took the lead, Ma Xiang was close to his side, Jiang Ting walked the slowest - Yan Xun turned back and pulled his arms from time to time, like a police dog with pricked ears, always taking care not to lose it and take care of him. cat.
As soon as they entered the courtyard, Mother Shen's cry became clear. From a distance, a girl with short ears and short hair turned her back to them and comforted them softly: "Don't worry, Auntie, nothing will happen, Auntie, please relax..."
"It's her," Ma Xiang raised his head, "Tan Shuang."
Yan Yan stopped, observed Tan Shuang for a while, and took the transcript of the questioning from Ma Xiang. At this time, Jiang Ting was standing leisurely in the shade of the tree breathing the fresh air. Yan Yan pressed the soft black hair on the back of his head, and forcibly turned his head, insisting that he watch with him. The two of them stood face to face in the grass. .
After a while, Yan Yan finished reading, and shoved the transcript into Jiang Ting's arms:
"Tan Shuang!"
The girl turned her head, revealing a delicate and clean face, but with a strong sense of caution.
Yan Yan squinted her eyes and looked at her for a moment, then beckoned, she took out her ID card from her trouser pocket and said, "Police."
Tan Shuang hesitated for a few seconds, then turned around to comfort Shen's mother softly, and then slowly walked over, holding his hands in front of him vigilantly, looking back and forth at the handsome and tall man in front of him, but full of evil spirits, obviously it was not good at first sight. Annoying the police.
Yan Yan was wearing a crocodile leather nautilus on his wrist. He didn't have a cheap watch, so he just stood there and let her look at it, and said casually, "Why, how about comforting the parents of the classmates?"
Tan Shuang saw him smiling and couldn't figure out the details of the policeman, so he replied in a low voice, "Yeah."
"It's alright, I'll see that you are quite comforting. How do you know that Shen Xiaoqi will be alright?"
Tan Shuang choked, but then reacted quickly: "Because there are many police uncles here, I believe that no matter what happens, Shen Xiaoqi will come back safely."
Ma Xiang immediately had a "yoho?" expression on his face.
At this time, Jiang Ting finished reading the transcript, and said softly, "I'll go around the neighborhood."
"Okay," Yan Yan said that he approved: "Ma Xiang will follow you, Consultant Lu, and serve carefully."
Ma Xiang immediately said, "Hey!"
Jiang Ting: "..."
Yan Yan turned back to Tan Shuang, put his hands in his trouser pockets, and walked towards the huge courtyard of the farmhouse hotel: "—Don't say the cliché, don't be nervous, I'll just ask. Did you know that Shen Xiaoqi was kidnapped? ?"
"… heard."
"Does Shen Xiaoqi usually have enemies at school? Anyone who has fought and quarreled and gave a small report to the teacher is counted."
Tan Shuang reluctantly followed behind him: "No."
"How is your relationship with Shen Xiaoqi?"
"He's my brother!"
Yan Yan turned his head: "My brother?"
Unsurprisingly, the hobby of these children who like to recognize relatives has not changed for many years, and Tan Shuang stubbornly threw out two words: "Yes."
Yan Yan felt very funny and laughed, and suddenly caught a glimpse of not far away, a figure flashed at the end of the entire row of rooms, and then most of his body was hidden in the corner, only half of his head was exposed, and he looked over anxiously.
It is Wang Ke.
Yan Yan recognized it in an instant, but his expression remained unmoved, as if he didn't see anything.
"It's nothing to recognize. When I was in school, I not only recognized a group of big brothers and little brothers, but I also went to the police station more than ten times because of a group fight with them." Yan Yan didn't seem to see Tan Shuang's skeptical expression. Changed the topic: "The air here is good, who suggested it?"
Tan Shuang replied immediately: "Shen Xiaoqi."
"How did you know about the scenic spot of Tianzong Mountain?"
"Shen Xiaoqi said it was nice, quiet, and isolated from the world, so here we are."
Yan Yan sneered: "Half-old children still know what it means to be isolated from the world."
Tan Shuang rolled his eyes covertly behind him.
"Did Shen Xiaoqi have any abnormality before disappearing, and did he say that he was threatened, followed, followed or had any abnormality recently?"
Tan Shuang flatly denied: "No, not at all."
Yan Yan didn't talk to each other, and he asked all the nonsense that he had asked at least three times in the transcript, but Tan Shuang had to follow behind him step by step, answering them one by one, feeling very aggrieved in his heart.
Although this policeman, who is obviously bigger than other officials, walks in front of him, he only occasionally glances back, but every time he casts his eyes, there seems to be a sharp blade hidden in his smiling eyes, which can easily cut through any cover up. and camouflage, if only a little.
"How many boys and girls in your group?" Yan Yan suddenly asked.
"Tongtong and I are girls, and there are three boys, Shen Xiaoqi, Wang Ke, and Wu Zixiang." Tan Shuang couldn't help but said, "Have you all checked the hotel register?"
Having said that, in fact, the registration book of the farmhouse is useless. Only Shen Xiaoqi left his name when he came to book the room as the organizer.
Yan Yan didn't care, and said, "I see that the five of you have opened three rooms. Is there one person who is single?"
Tan Shuang pouted: "Wu Zixiang snores at night, even boys don't want to live with him, so he has to sleep by himself, is there any problem?"
"No problem," Yan Yan said, suddenly standing still and looking at her with a smile: "I wonder why you, little girl, are so disgusted with the police uncle."
Tan Shuang suddenly met his condescending gaze, as if he had been stabbed in the chest by a knife, and his heart skipped half a beat.
"You...you policemen," Tan Shuang's face turned pale, and he swallowed his saliva, thinking he was calm: "You policemen treat us as suspects and ask over and over again, isn't it strange that you are upset? I don't know, I was detained for no reason, do you police know to respect our personal freedom!"
This is really naive, Yan Yan raised half of the corner of his mouth, revealing a smile full of evil.
"What are you laughing at, what are you..."
"Your hand is hurt."
Tan Shuang shuddered, conditioned reflex to cover his hand, covering the two hidden parallel scars on the inside of his palm: "That's just feeding the cat..."
Yan Yan interrupted her, unable to refuse: "Give me your cell phone."
·
Whoa!
Jiang Ting opened the bathroom drawer in the hotel room, reached in and flipped through it, and carelessly pushed aside the girls' shower caps, headscarves, hairpins and other odds and ends.
Ma Xiang looked at the consultant Lu in front of him, and felt very confused. He felt that he was just rummaging around in various rooms of the hotel, except for the luggage locked by the student door, even the wardrobe, drawers and bathroom Did not let go. What's worse is that he still spends a lot of time in the girls' house, not to mention that this kind of unauthorized search behavior is illegal in the first place, just to say that the behavior is like a psychopathic voyeur.
- But ordinary voyeurs are not as cold as his expression, his eyes are so sharp, and his aura is so natural and calm and professional that Ma Xiang was too embarrassed to say it after trying to persuade him several times.
"That... Consultant Lu," Ma Xiang said cautiously, "How about we go buy something to eat? Breakfast?"
Jiang Ting didn't answer, and suddenly took out an item from the depths of the drawer, and the wires were smashed and turned over a lot of odds and ends.
Ma Xiang was curious about the probe, and saw that it was a pink ceramic round rod that looked a bit like a baton, with a short handle and a rubber handle, and there seemed to be several switches: "What is this?"
"You do not know?"
"I do not know."
Jiang Ting said casually, "Your brother Yan must know."
"???" Three question marks appeared neatly on Ma Xiang's head, and then he heard the word "Brother Yan", and then looked at the shape of the round rod, his thoughts suddenly diverged into some indescribable dimension, Teng! Instantly blushed.
"Hey, I... ah, Consultant Lu, you really... "
Jiang Ting inexplicably glanced at Ma Xiang, who was hesitating, not knowing what he was thinking. But he was not a curious person, he just reached out to turn on the bathroom light, squatted on the ground and started to search carefully.
"Sure enough, it's the same as what you said." At the same time, outside the house, Gao Panqing followed Yan Xun up the steps, admiringly saying: "We checked all the students' mobile phones as you said, but we didn't find any of them. Call the parents - usually in this case, the minors have already contacted their parents to fight the police, but these children are afraid of going back, and they dare not inform their parents..."
"There are many kinds of people's fears. The objects of fear of these four students are not the kidnappers nearby, nor the students whose life and death are uncertain, but the police." Yan Yan said lightly, "You can clearly see from Tan Shuang's reaction. It can be seen that she and several other students have the same hope: as long as Shen Xiaoqi comes back, the police will withdraw, and this escalating matter will be over; as long as they insist on not telling the parents and teachers, they will will not be scolded."
Gao Panqing stopped abruptly: "You mean that the disappearance of Shen Xiaoqi is the masterpiece of these students?"
Yan Yan said: "It is most likely that he is the mastermind himself. It is not ruled out that Tan Shuang will assist and a few other classmates will set fire to bridge."
"But... why?" Gao Panqing said stunned: "I thought that this kind of teenage boy who ran away from home pretended to be kidnapped and used a high ransom to prove his status in the hearts of his parents could only appear in TV dramas..."
"No, not really. The Shen family secretly drove to Tianzong Mountain for a few hours in the middle of the night. Obviously, they are very concerned about their son. Besides, if they are self-directed and self-acted, their shirts soaked in blood from the white-tailed sea eagle cannot explain it."
After Yan Yan finished saying this, he continued to walk along the hotel corridor, and the second monk, Gao Panqing, who was puzzled, quickly followed: "Is it related to the national first-class protected animals? The Zorro Complexists are tied?"
"Are you writing a novel?" Yan Yan said with a smile, "After Da Huang suggested that the blood coat might come from the white-tailed sea eagle, I went to check the information. First of all, this scenic spot is not a habitat for sea eagles at all, and second, do you know that How ferocious is the white-tailed sea eagle? These bear children may not be opponents if they tie a piece together. If they really dare to steal the eggs, the ashes will be cold now."
This kidnapping case is full of weirdness. Gao Panqing only felt that he had never encountered such a cloudy case in his life, and his hands were completely lost: "Then brother Yan, what the hell is going on?"
At this time, they walked to the open door, Yan Yan stood still, took the plastic bag from Gao Panqing's hand, and smiled:
"How do I know this, I'm not a kidnapper."
Gao Panqing: "..."
Yan Yan threw the words that Jiang Ting had brought back in the morning to others, and immediately felt an indescribable spiritual satisfaction. He turned around and entered the room: "Consultant Lu! I've brought you something to eat, did you find it?"
In the hotel room, Ma Xiang was kicked out by Jiang Ting long ago, standing outside with a blushing face and rubbing his hands. In the bathroom, Jiang Ting was wearing gloves, picking up a few strands of hair from the ground with tweezers, and looking at the light carefully.
"—Yo, what are you doing?" Yan Yan saw this scene, and immediately stopped sensitively: "This is the scene? Do you want to wear shoe covers?"
"No." Jiang Ting said intently, "What's there to eat?"
Yan Xun took out the soy milk cup, inserted the straw, and put the warm plastic bag on the outside table: "This is the sweet soy milk in the bean paste package that I went to buy in my busy schedule. Consultant Lu…”
Jiang Ting didn't take his eyes off the strands of hair, took a mouthful of soy milk with his hand, and answered without raising his head: "If you can leave the kidnapping case with only 30 hours left, go and buy some soy milk first. Baozi, I am afraid that the position of this detachment will not be able to sit for long."
When he said that, he raised his eyes, and the two stood close to each other in the bathroom, looking at each other.
"Among my busy schedules, I worked tirelessly to personally instruct the intern under the master to buy the buns." Yan Xun said politely, "Take it and drink it, don't talk so much nonsense."
Jiang Ting took the soy milk cup, a faint smile slipped through his eyes.
"How is it?" Yan Yan looked away somewhat unnaturally, and took the tweezers carefully: "Have you found the evidence?"
"It's not an evidence, it's just a suspicious point, mainly because I found that." Jiang Ting held the hot soy milk in both hands, and pouted at the pink ceramic round stick that made the innocent young Ma Xiang unable to calm his blushing.
Yan Yan picked it up easily: "Is the hair right?"
"See for yourself."
Ma Xiang's eyes immediately stared, and Yan Xuan really picked up the round stick and observed the light for a long time.
"... That's true." After a long time, Yan Yan muttered in the quiet room: "It really doesn't match... I know what these children are hiding. Students these days are really brave... "
Jiang Ting bit the straw vaguely: "There is another detail in the boy's room, I suggest you take a look, maybe there will be more inferences."
Yan Yan nodded in agreement, took the lead to get out of the bathroom, handed the pink ceramic round rod to Ma Xiang with the wire, turned and walked out.
Suddenly he noticed something and stopped like a ghost: "—what's the matter with the pony, not feeling well?"
Everyone looked around and saw that Ma Xiang blushed so red that he could almost burn a boiled egg, his expression was like holding a countdown bomb in his hand: "I'm not, I don't, I, I, I..."
Yan Yan and Jiang Ting looked at each other, the latter shrugged to indicate that he was completely unaware.
"What's wrong with you?" Yan Yan asked inexplicably, "What's wrong with this ceramic curling iron?"
Ma Xiang: "Huh?"
Ma Xiang, who has never even held a girl's hand in his life, is single, an older man, and a straight man, and fell into silence amid the suspicious gazes around him.
The author has something to say:
Yan Yan: My mother used it.
Jiang Ting: Yang Mei used it.
Gao Panqing: My sister has used it.
Ma Xiang, a two-dimensional older teenager:…