A stone stirred up a thousand waves.
Lin Chen's conversation with Li Jingtian at the press conference was actually very brief, but the information revealed in it was rich in layers. This kind of plot is like a TV series after waves of unresolved episodes. News reporters and media people are crazy with joy. This drama of confrontation between the police and the singer is actually far more exciting than the series.
In reality, there are not many people who are really excited, because there are countless people who have experienced the pressure of that hour.
Li Jingtian's fans almost stopped all their work. While they frantically refreshed WeChat and Weibo to get the latest news of the incident, they released various messages of support for idols through these new media. And people who didn't like Li Jingtian in the first place made a comeback again, and started a scolding war with Li Jingtian's fans in an invincible manner.
In the torrent of public opinion, everyone felt that what they said was deafening enough, as if they could really turn things around.
Among all the nervous, excited and crazy crowds, the one who can feel the pressure the most is of course the client Mr. Li Jingtian.
After the phone call, he was escorted back to his guest room on the third floor by the embassy staff. Looking out the window from his point of view, he could only see a pool of swimming fish and a few thin bamboos. The place was very clean. , he could not even hear the voices of the people surrounding the embassy.
But he felt that every corner of the room was full of people, and the slogans of the fans and the broadcasts of the reporters kept ringing in his ears. The desire to smash everything to pieces, but he knew he couldn't do that, because on the way back just now, he had clearly seen the embassy staff's eyes change when they looked at him.
Those eyes have changed from sympathy and disdain to suspicion. Lin Chen only used a few words to make him a criminal suspect again. He didn't even need any evidence to create the image he worked so hard to create. destroyed most of it.
Lin Chen, Lin Chen is really amazing.
Li Jingtian bit his fingers hard, until there was a strong bloody taste in his mouth, and he finally suppressed the voices in his ears.
He looked out the window again, although he was completely sure that Lin Chen could not come to him through the heavy guards, let alone arrest the protected distinguished foreign guests at the embassies and consulates of other countries, but he could not contain the panic in his heart, He stood up abruptly and took out his phone.
Xing Conglian's phone rang suddenly. At that time, they had just changed into the jeep and were about to leave for Yongchuan.
Because the ringtone is very special, Xing Cong connects the phone, and he can tell the caller just from the ringtone. He does not hesitate to pull the phone away from his ear for a long distance, and Lin Chen hears the old director's angry voice sputtering from the microphone. .
"Xing Conglian, are you fucking crazy, you stabbed me in such a big basket!" The old director, who usually only likes drinking tea and walking birds, roared.
Xing Conglian said, "Director, isn't this a proper case handling process?"
"Due to the process, you made the faces of your entire group appear on all the TV stations' noon news?"
Xing Conglian protested: "This is the oppression of our front-line police officers by public opinion!"
"It's fine if you don't oppress others!"
Xing Conglian took the phone farther and farther, Lin Chen picked it up and said softly, "Director Wu."
"Let Xing Cong even listen to the phone!" The old man didn't show any sympathy now, even if he spoke, it wouldn't help.
Lin Chen turned the phone volume down to the lowest level, and then handed the phone back to Xing Conglian angrily.
"Give me the bottom line, Captain Xing." The old director's voice suddenly became serious, "What do you want to do next, and do you need me to do anything?"
Lin Chen was a little moved. He knew very well that the old director didn't call them to scold them, but really wanted to help. If they want to break into the Xinni embassy, it will inevitably involve a series of complex diplomatic consultations and may even escalate to diplomatic disputes. All those who want to help may be under extraordinary pressure. The identity can better understand the difficulty, but he still called without hesitation.
Lin Chen looked at Xing Conglian.
There was no emotion on the face of the criminal police captain. He opened the cigarette case and glanced at it, and said, "I... I want to buy a pack of cigarettes, sir, would you like to pay me some money from Alipay?"
After he finished speaking, he let the old chief roar over there and hung up the phone.
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Of course, the old director is not the only one who is mad. Mr. Li, who is far away in the Li Mansion in Xinni, is also on the verge of mania.
Everyone in the Li family knows that although the old man has a really bad temper, he can always show a trace of the demeanor of an aristocratic family master. When smashing something.
But just now, after receiving a call from the young master, the old man threw a whole set of Gu Jingzhou's hand-made purple sand tea set.
The young master didn't know what to say on the other end of the phone. The old man looked distressed and angry. He hung up the young master's call for help and directly called the Xinni ambassador to China.
At this time, people are still a little proud. After all, not everyone in the whole country can scold Mr. Ambassador to the blood.
The old man roared: "Luo Qiusheng, I don't care what you are thinking, but today you dare to let people humiliate our citizens in public, that's your dereliction of duty, you don't want the national character, you've lost all the face of the country. !" Mr. Li cursed angrily.
After a while, Mr. Ambassador seemed to promise something again, so Mr. Li finally calmed down a little, he lowered his volume and said slowly: "Qiusheng, it's not my selfishness, I'm really doing it for your own good, Think about it, if there are any serious diplomatic disputes caused by your improper handling, it is not you who suffers. With this stain, it is really difficult for you to go further in your future career..."
Hearing this, Mr. Ambassador looked at the noisy crowd outside the embassy and said calmly, "Mr. Li, please advise?"
"My old man can give me any advice, but this is the end. If I were you, I would definitely not let the two Hongjing police have a chance to step into the gate of the embassy. As long as they don't meet, when Sedum returns to China, everything will be fine. You don't have anything to do with it, it shouldn't be difficult to do, right?"
"I understand."
Mr. Ambassador hung up the phone, looked at the chief secretary standing at the desk, and did not speak.
"Sir?" the secretary asked concerned.
"Is there any trend in China?"
"No."
"What is no?"
"The Ministry of Foreign Affairs of Huaguo did not call to discuss with us, and the Hongjing police did not submit any applications. Could the police just talk about it?"
Mr. Ambassador pondered for a moment, then said slowly, "Let's just wait and see what happens."
Although Mr. Ambassador himself did not issue any direct orders, Fu Hao stood at the gate of the Xinni embassy and witnessed the doubling of security personnel outside the embassy.
Su Fengzi was "invited" into the embassy before he came out. He was anxiously holding the phone, but he didn't know who to call.
His senior brother just said that he would be there in half an hour, so he didn't need to call, but now the time limit has passed for an hour, and the group of fans surrounding the embassy's entrance is as crazy as a mania.
At noon, the sun was too hot. The reporters squatted on the side of the road in twos and threes to eat lunch boxes. Impatient expressions appeared on their faces. If his senior brother didn't come, it is estimated that the reporters waiting for the news must be scolding them. .
Lin Chen didn't feel Fu Hao's irritability. He sat in the co-pilot of the jeep, and outside the window was the iconic turquoise reed outside Yongchuan Expressway.
Xing Conglian lowered the temperature in the car to the lowest level. Wang Chao and Lu Xu were sleeping soundly in the back seat with their heads resting on their heads. Lin Chen looked back and glanced at Xing Conglian again. He wanted to speak, but he didn't know what to say.
He hesitated because Xing Conglian didn't speak again after the joke about buying cigarettes in the past hour of driving time.
Lin Chen also wanted to ask him, "Did I cause you trouble?" or asked him, "What are your plans later?"
But he thought about it, if it was Xing Conglian, there would probably be a way, so any question would be superfluous.
Then Lin Chen realized that in such a long time, he really just wanted to talk to Xing Conglian.
At this moment, his cell phone rang lightly, and when he took out the phone, the ringing stopped.
Lin Chen looked at the caller number, a little surprised.
When he was stunned, the ringtone suddenly rang again, imagining the tangled owner of the call on the other end of the phone, Lin Chen didn't press the answer button for a while.
Xing Conglian, who was driving, seemed to have guessed who was on the other end of the phone. He suddenly stretched out his hand and looked at the arm spanning the cab. Lin Chen handed the phone over naturally.
Xing Conglian didn't answer the phone, he didn't even look at the name of the caller, he just shouted casually: "Dynasty."
"Yes!" The young man in the back row suddenly woke up.
Xing Conglian threw the phone back: "Add a blacklist to your brother Achen."
Dynasty said happily: "Wrap it on me!"
Seeing the tacit understanding between these two people, Lin Chen even suspected that if the dynasty was blacklisted, Huang Ze's phone number might not appear in his mobile phone address book for the rest of his life.
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Inspector Huang Zehuang was sulking because of the phone that could no longer be answered. Professor Fu crouched at the intersection two blocks away from the embassy, and finally waited for Xing Conglian's iconic jeep.
As soon as he got into the car, he was shivered by the cold air blowing in his face, and then he shouted anxiously: "Senior brother, what's going on, Li Jingtian, Su Fengzi's madness dragged me to the door of the embassy and said nothing. I didn't say that others have been arrested now, what can you do about it, and the armed forces at the entrance of the embassy are really no joke, how are we going to get in after a while?"
"I don't know either." Lin Chen replied calmly.
"Then if you can't see Li Jingtian, are you going to publish the evidence directly on the Internet!"
"There is no evidence." Lin Chen said again.
Fu Hao had a sly expression on his face. He turned his head out of the window stiffly, feeling that the world was too unreliable.
Suddenly, as if seeing something outside the window, Fu Hao leaned forward abruptly. He patted the back of Xing Conglian's chair and shouted, "Old Xing, you are going the wrong way. This is not the way to the embassy."
There are two rows of tall plane trees on the street, and there are no crowds of protesters around. In early summer, when the branches and leaves are thick, the shade of the trees completely covered the sidewalk.
Xing Conglian slowly parked the car into the parking space beside the sidewalk and pulled the handbrake.
"Old Xing, what are you going to do, don't you know that time is tight?" Fu Hao asked Xing Conglian's back.
But by then Xing Conglian had already opened the door and got off the bus. He walked through the shade of the trees and walked towards the grocery store on the street.
"Oops, don't worry about Professor Fu!" Chao Dynasty gave Fu Hao a beating back, "The boss has his plans."
Hearing this, Lin Chen looked at the grocery store on the street.
It was an ordinary, shabby grocery store, with a dark hall and a sleepy old lady sitting by the window.
Lin Chen raised his head and saw that the signboard of the grocery store had the seven characters "Panpan Duo Yan Zao Store" written on it, and the red paint on the store name was almost unrecognizable due to the fading.
It seems suspicious to see an old grocery store near Embassy Street, where land is expensive, but Lin Chen read the name of the store carefully and found that there are translations in six languages under the name of the store...
He then looked at Xing Conglian.
Xing Conglian had already walked to the front of the tobacco store, and the golden sunlight shone on Xing Conglian's straight back through the gaps in the leaves.
He knocked on the glass window of the grocery store and handed the money in. Lin Chen couldn't hear what Xing Conglian said, but the old lady took the money and seemed very worried, and looked at the banknotes for a long time. Finally, the old man smoked a pack of cigarettes from the shelf and threw them out.
Xing Conglian took the cigarettes, but didn't take the change. He turned around and left. The process was very short, as if he had deliberately detoured to buy a pack of cigarettes.
"Old Xing, you really want to buy cigarettes!"
For this reason, after Xing Conglian got into the car, Fu Hao seriously complained.
Hearing this, Xing Conglian unwrapped the plastic packaging of the cigarette case, stuffed one in his mouth, and did not speak.