- With only twenty-nine hours left in the detection time, the hostage's life has entered the critical juncture of the countdown stage, which shakes the entire investigation direction of the Municipal Bureau.
Yan Yan didn't say a word, and seemed to fall into consideration and thinking, and slowly stood up from the computer.
Following his action, Jiang Ting also stood up, and the two of them stared at each other face to face for most of the cigarette before listening to Yan Yan spit out a sentence:
"You say, I listen."
Jiang Ting stretched out his hand and hung up a high-definition headset for Yan Yan, put on another one himself, and replayed the phone call from the beginning. The recording rustled, and the first sentence was: "Two hundred million, how are you preparing?"
Jiang Ting pressed pause, "The kidnapper repeated this sentence several times when he was negotiating with Shen Xiaoqi's father. According to my memory, the voice line was thick and low, and the ups and downs were very flat. The word 'la' was used as a question. There is no voice at the end of the sentence, it is a more mechanical tone without emotional factors."
Yan Yan nodded.
"But when you started negotiating with the kidnapper, his voice changed." Jiang Ting canceled the pause, and a clear "ha" came from the headset, followed by:
"I'm right here, come and catch it, I'll wait for you."
"Did you hear that?" Jiang Ting stared at Yan Yan's eyes: "He had a very disdainful sneer before the provocation, and the end tone was obviously raised. What do you think this means?"
Yan Yan murmured, "Emotions."
"Yes, the tone that was mechanically flat just now suddenly became emotional, and then continue on."
"If you can't get the money, you don't want this kid's life!... That little brat is unlucky, so if he is tied up, he will be tied up... Do you want to spare one without paying more? Dreaming!... "
Jiang Ting pressed pause again.
"If you don't know the background of the kidnapping case, and completely remove the blood-soaked jacket, white-tailed sea eagle, sky-high ransom, and precise execution time and other anomalous elements, just listen to the above recording and you will have a preliminary idea of the kidnapper in your brain. What's it like?"
Yan Yan pondered: "A greedy, vicious, and ruthless traditional kidnapper."
Jiang Ting nodded in agreement: "Yes, it is traditional and typical." Immediately after the third click to play.
Following his movements, the electronic voice rustled out the last sentence left by the kidnapper, cold and emotionless: "Twenty-nine hours before the execution time."
The recording ends.
"Now." Jiang Ting said, "remove the established image of greed, ruthlessness and ruthlessness in your mind, and only remember this last sentence; then contact the blood-clothed, sea eagle, sky-high ransom, etc., whether your judgment on the other end of the phone happened. Changed, is he still the traditional kidnapper?"
"..." Yan Yan suddenly looked at him.
Command the air in the car tense inch by inch.
"No, he has changed." Yan Yan said softly, every word seemed to be unbelievable: "He has become... an executioner."
Jiang Ting's expression remained unchanged: "Or rather, a ruthless execution officer."
"This kidnapper has always been elusive to the police because he expressed his intentions very contradictory. But if we divide the kidnapper's abnormal behavior into two parts and look at him as two different roles, everything can be Explained."
Jiang Ting leaned on the back of the seat, took off the headset, and raised an index finger at Yan Yu: "First, he kidnapped Shen Xiaoqi, extorted money from the Shen family, and eagerly demanded ransom in the form of threats, full of malice towards the police. and sarcasm. When he appeared in this role, keywords such as 'two hundred million' and 'execution' would never appear, but instead 'you don't want this child's life' - obviously more inclined The usual phrase used by kidnappers when they threaten to tear up tickets."
Yan Yan was thoughtful and nodded silently.
"But when he was the executioner, his motive seemed to have nothing to do with money. On the one hand, he couldn't take 200 million in cash, and he didn't ask the police for any means of transportation, not even the banknotes. No basic conditions were put forward; on the other hand, he rejected the common sentiments of traditional kidnappers such as ferocity and greed, and repeated the execution period ruthlessly again and again, showing an extremely strong desire for execution; at the same time, his accuracy of time seems to have A very strong sense of ritual.”
Yan Yan suddenly realized something: "... a sense of ritual?"
"Yes." Jiang Ting said, "My personal opinion is that the role of the executioner whose motive has nothing to do with money is the real identity of the kidnapper."
Yan Yan took out a cigarette, rubbed it subconsciously between his fingers, and repeated, "Motivation."
He seemed to smack these two words carefully, and pondered for a moment: "If the pursuit of execution is his real motive, then kidnapping is only a link leading to the final result - only through kidnapping can we achieve the ultimate 'execution'. Purpose… "
Yan Yan stopped speaking, and rubbed her frown tightly with her middle knuckles. A certain guess seems to be coming out of my mind, but it is vaguely elusive.
"Kidnapping is a part of ritual. 'Ritual' is to externalize an individual's inner emotions about something, and has the characteristics of emotional traction, displacement, and subconscious image projection." Jiang Ting paused for a while and said: " Generally speaking, the pursuit of a sense of ritual represents people's desire to project their inner picture into reality, and to commemorate, mark and identify with them. Kidnapping, as the executioner's inner picture, is also a necessary way to satisfy his desire for punishment, indicating that it is possible— "
"This is not the first kidnapping case." Yan Yan suddenly said.
He suddenly looked at Jiang Zing: "-every time the exact time is reported, at 8:09, the executioner is projecting what happened before!"
Jiang Ting was noncommittal, and after a long time he nodded lightly and deeply.
Yan Yan did not delay at all, and immediately took out his mobile phone and dialed the number of the Municipal Public Security Bureau.
"Hey Bureau Wei, I'm Yan Yu... There is no progress in the search and rescue, and the kidnappers don't accept communication at all... Listen to Bureau Wei, I have a new investigation idea here..."
"What? What did you say?" Deputy Director Wei was devastated by a bunch of phones in the conference room: "What time is it, why do you want to mess with me?!"
"I want to focus my manpower to look through similar case files in the past three years across the province," Yan Yan said word by word. "This is probably not the first time the kidnappers have committed crimes."
The sun gradually went west, and time passed by minute by minute.
On the highway, three police cars whizzed past and rushed towards Jianning City, which was busy during the evening rush hour.
With a bang, the door of the outer office of the Criminal Investigation Detachment was pushed open.
Behind Yan Yan was followed by a large group of people temporarily recruited from the technical investigation, map investigation, and materials department, who strode forward and turned his head to give an order: "The scope of the investigation includes the whole province in the past three years. For the kidnapped young men and women, those with a certain social relationship between the two hostages are listed as the primary screening focus, and only one hostage’s family who received an extortion call with a huge amount of money is listed as a secondary focus; priority is given to reviewing the old records of unsuccessful hostage rescues The old case does not necessarily take place in Jianning, but the police stations of sub-bureaus at all levels in cities, counties, and towns under the province are more likely to…”
Everyone followed quickly, and a picture detective raised his hand timidly and asked: "Yan Fu, it is rare to tie up two at a time. Does the hostage have to be a young man and a woman? Is it a man or a woman?"
Yan Yan said impatiently: "Okay! Just find it out! I'm not surprised what children do these days!"
bang—
Suddenly Yan Yan bumped into something and almost stumbled, only to hear a cold voice in front of him:
"We are not surprised by what you did!"
Yan Yan covered his head and looked, only to see Fang Zhenghong, the leader of the anti-drug detachment next door.
Fang Zhenghong still had that sallow complexion, with a very bad expression on his face. Yan Yan glanced at him and his heart sank slightly, but over ten years of professional criminal investigation has tempered him to be more tactful, and he immediately stopped talking to him, smiled and nodded and walked away.
Unexpectedly, Fang Zhenghong reached out and stopped him just after passing by:
"There are only more than 20 hours left until the ticket is torn up. You have drawn everyone back to overturn the case file, do you think there is too much time to pass?!"
here we go again.
Yan Yan stopped and thought about it for a moment in his mind, but the pleasant expression on his face did not change: "Oh, this matter. The party team doesn't know anything, and Bureau Wei thinks there is a very high possibility that the kidnapper is not the first time to commit the crime, so we I hope to try a new breakthrough direction through the previous clues."
He didn't fight Fang Zhenghong, but only brought Wei Wei out as a shield. Sure enough, Fang Zhenghong didn't continue to dwell on this topic, snorted from his nose, opened Weibo on his mobile phone, and threw it away:
"Then this is what Deputy Director Wei asked you to do?!"
Yan Yan looked down.
Big V with millions of fans posted a blog: Jianning traffic police honked their horns to clear the way for luxury cars, and the hot search was withdrawn for no reason. Where did the luxury cars come from? The local traffic police did not dare to respond directly, and netizens were banned by Zhalang for deleting posts.
The accompanying picture shows the coded S450 running away under the red light arrogantly. There was no surprise, and the crowd was angry. It was retweeted 6,000 and liked more than 10,000.
"..." Yan Yan said with a smile: "This rhythm brings the rhythm, and the Daben is considered a luxury car. Those who didn't know it thought that I drove a Bugatti Veyron..."
Fang Zhenghong pulled back his phone: "Why didn't you immediately report to Bureau Lu and Bureau Wei, and ask the official account of the Municipal Bureau to come forward to clarify? He used his own network to withdraw the hot search in seconds, but it caused bigger and worse problems. Public opinion, who doesn't say that you have a ghost in your heart now!"
The half-smiling expression on Yan Yan's face disappeared, and he said lightly: "Now everyone knows how to manipulate public opinion. Just find a few big Vs to buy a batch of sailors, and the excitement will pass after two or three days. If you really care about online public opinion, the case will not be solved? Why do you care so much about the water army?"
"Tell this to the traffic police brigade next door!" Fang Zhenghong scolded sharply: "The captain of the traffic police brigade came to the city bureau to scold him all morning! It's not far away yet!"
This is the place of the Criminal Investigation Detachment. Fang Zhenghong can be said to be scolding his face and showing no mercy. Not only did everyone in the office stand up with ugly expressions, but even the trainee police officers outside the corridor in the distance stopped in fear.
Not far away, in the office of the deputy detachment leader.
Hearing the movement, Jiang Ting suddenly got up from behind the desk, walked to the door, and looked out sideways through the glass.
Fang Detachment is usually very strict in discipline and diligent in style. It is not pleasing to the eyes of Yan Xun, who has a slightly slippery wrist and extravagant living habits. It is not a secret in the city bureau - but private views are private, and the working relationship between the two must be maintained on the surface. Yes, it hasn't had much of a problem over the years.
Yan Xun didn't know why Fang Detachment came back from an illness. It seemed like his temperament had changed drastically. Seeing that he had found himself several times, he fell ill again today. But what he knows is that the criminal investigation of Jianning under the sub-provincial system is half a level higher than the anti-drug. In theory, he and Fang Detachment are equal; The detachment will no longer have any dignity.
"Fang team," Yan Yan took a breath, crossed his hands in front of him, and asked with a slight smile, "Which director are you asking me today, Bureau Lu? Bureau Wei?"
"you-"
"I didn't do it properly, but it happened suddenly, and there is no other way. If Bureau Lu or Deputy Bureau Wei have any opinions, I will accept their criticism and I will pay attention to it in the future."
Fang Zhenghong's bloodless face, which had just recovered from his injury, became flushed: "Don't carry Lu Bureau and the others out to talk about things, you know how many things you have done in secret! More distantly speaking, in the last drug production case, everyone watched you slip away from the scene..."
"I was there to arrest the sniper shooter, and I explained to the two directors afterwards." Yan Yan interrupted him coldly, "The team may have been out of action for too long. ' Forget those four words."
Fang Zhenghong raised his voice abruptly: "Follow the power in a hurry? I'm just afraid that you, the deputy detachment's office, don't know what's hidden in the office!"
Yan Xuan's aura didn't give in, but his heart froze for a moment.
What does he mean
Does he know something
Yan Yan retracted his gaze and sneered. When he looked up again, he followed this action and quickly glanced at the door of his office not far away.
- He knew that Jiang Ting was standing behind the single-sided glass door, and he instantly met his line of sight.
"Look at what you said," Yan Yan said jokingly with a smile: "If someone who doesn't know listens to it, they think I have a little lover in the office."
Fang Zhenghong disliked his appearance the most, and got angry on the spot: "I tell you Yan Yan, Skynet is so sloppy and not leaking, you..."
Suddenly, a steady and familiar female voice came from behind everyone:
"There are only more than 20 hours left in the kidnapping case. If you don't go to overturn the case file, what are you looking at here?"
Everyone turned their heads in unison, and Yan Yan's eyes lit up.
At the door of the Criminal Investigation Detachment, a female police officer with short hair in her fifties stood with her hands behind her back, with a thin body and a peaceful face. Everyone in sight lowered their gazes involuntarily, and a buzzing sound of discussion sounded in the distance in the office hall.
From Fang Zhenghong's expression, he was extremely surprised, and then his sparse eyebrows were tightly wrinkled, as if he suspected that he had read it wrong:
"... Yu Detachment?"
Yan Yan just wanted to step forward, but before he had time to move, he was stopped by Yu Detachment with a wave of his hand.
"Team Fang's opinion is very correct. Today's young people are not stable enough. If they do see criminals, they dare to chase them up by themselves, and they don't take their own safety seriously." Team Yu walked into the office while everyone avoided them. He raised his hand and nodded to Yan Yan, his expression was a bit stern: "Be sure to pay more attention in the future!"
Yan Yan nodded in agreement.
"However, since the time for kidnapping cases is getting shorter and shorter, the older generation should still focus on the overall situation, and don't distract their young people from criminal investigation for the time being." Captain Yu's tone slowed down and smiled. Directed at Fang Zhenghong like this: "You said yes, Fang team?"
There seems to be an invisible string in the void that is gradually tightening, and no one dares to let out the atmosphere.
The flush on Fang Zhenghong's face gradually faded, and it turned into a sallow and blue complexion again. He looked up and down at Detachment Yu, wondering what he was thinking about, and after a long while, he snorted:
"It's what you say it is."
Captain Yu nodded genially in approval.
Fang Zhenghong turned around and left, and suddenly stopped at the door. He turned his head in the eyes of everyone, looked at Captain Yu with a deep meaning, and asked, "However, that energy is really focused on business, isn't it Team Yu?"
Then, without waiting for her to answer, he walked away and went straight out of the door of the Criminal Investigation Detachment.
The string suddenly loosened, and the gloomy pressure in the air suddenly lightened.
"What are you doing around here! Why don't you go to work soon! What time, what time!" Yan Yan's roar resounded through the office, and the policemen hurriedly ran away with the case file in their hands.
"Youth hostages! Have social connections! It's 8:09! Every kidnapping and disappearance case in the past three years is suspected to be a fraud case! Don't be stunned, hurry up!!"
The entire Criminal Investigation Detachment was shivering with yelling, and everyone wished they could learn to Apparate in an instant. It wasn't until there was no one around that Yan Yan changed his face in an instant, and hurried forward to meet him: "Team Yu, I heard about your heart bypass surgery... why are you here today?"
Yu Zhu, the head of the Criminal Investigation Detachment of Jianning City Public Security Bureau, who is in his early fifties, raised his skinny hand and pressed the position of his left heart, and said with a smile, "I'm old, and finally the fuel is exhausted."
Yan Yan's pupils shrank slightly.
Captain Yu patted him on the shoulder: "I came to the bureau today to talk to Bureau Lu about his retirement from illness."
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Deputy Detachment Yan: Righting came too fast, let me slow down...
In fact, according to Yan Yan’s age, it is really a rocket to mention the main branch of criminal investigation in a sub-provincial city. . In reality, it may take another five to ten years to achieve the power of Yan Yan, but in the novel, the right is handled as art, bow~