"Oh, a static image capture system." When it comes to technical issues, Xing Conglian has not yet opened his mouth, and the dynasty suddenly comes to the spirit, "The case is not small, it has already gone through this procedure, but if it is an undercover desperately trying to come here. The photos of the inside of the drug factory should be top secret, did Zheng Dongdong just happen to use this packaging bag, in fact, looking at his appearance, he probably just wanted to get us up and shut up for a few days, did not expect things to be so serious?" As if a famous detective was suddenly possessed, Comrade Dynasty's eyes lit up, "There is also a possibility that someone knows that this packaging bag will definitely be captured by your filter system!" At the end of Dynasty, he emphasized his tone and even pushed it up. Pushing the completely non-existent glasses, "So, is all this a coincidence or a conspiracy!"
"If the problem is too complicated, let's go back to the original point and look at the whole planting case. If Zheng Dongdong reported the case and it was just ordinary policemen, what would we have done?"
"We were taken back to the bureau for tea, and then Lao Jiang came to fetch us."
"Now, if we replace the people with Interpol who want to track down clues in transnational drug cases, how will our results be different?"
"We were arrested and tortured at ICPO?" Wang Chao looked at Team Leader Ren in horror, "You don't really have this plan, do you?"
"Otherwise, why did he bring the special police to play mahjong?" Xing Conglian slapped the back of the boy's head, motioning him to be quiet for a while.
"Is there any difference between these two results for you?" Ren Xian asked.
Lin Chen looked at Xing Conglian. This was indeed something he couldn't understand. Assuming that there was a black hand behind the scenes, why would they take a huge risk and use the photos sent back by Fang Zhiming to lure them into enticing Interpol to take action
"The difference lies in time." As if he had already guessed the answer, Xing Conglian didn't even pause or think when he answered this question.
Lin Chen frowned.
"If we are taken away by the local police, we can probably see the light of day again within an hour." Xing Conglian no longer betrayed, but used a calm and frightening tone to analyze the dark and treacherous thoughts behind the incident.
For a while, the room was cold and quiet again, as if the warm sunlight overflowing through the glass windows had become ineffective.
No one spoke, Lin Chen thought, and he really needed him to ask questions: "So, what if it's ICPO?" He looked at the serious crime team leader and asked.
"I will detain you to the limit that I can limit your personal free time." Ren Xian said.
"How long is it?"
"According to the regulations, it is 48 hours."
"So, all this is to delay our case handling time?"
This conclusion is incredible.
A trivial charge like possession of marijuana cannot be said to cause any real and substantial harm to them, so whether the local police or Interpol is dispatched, the most important difference is that the latter will recklessly interrogate and detain them, until the end of the 48-hour custody period.
So, looking back, now, who on earth would want them to stop for a cup of tea and not be in a hurry
The answer is almost obvious.
Among all the people sitting, only Tongxing Conglian understood the meaning of this sentence, and the speed of chewing gum slowed down, as if he could not understand the brain circuit of the mastermind behind the scenes, he questioned: "This is too risky. , If we talked about Fang Zhiming or something related to the previous case during the interrogation, wouldn't that be the truth?"
With a puff, the boy blew the chewing gum out of his mouth.
"It's very simple. The so-called Fang Zhiming and his unfinished undercover case are just two different stages of the same trap." Some people like Xing Conglian will be calm when they say important conclusions. Introduce you which food stall on the food street is more delicious, "Stage 1, we were arrested, interrogated, and released after being detained for a full time. During this period, if the team leader is lucky enough to chat with us about Fang Zhiming or something else Clue, that story automatically goes to Phase 2…”
"What is Phase Two?"
"Just like what you did just now, analyze the relationship between the death live broadcast and the murder of Fang Zhiming, and then go astray." He didn't smoke, but yawned boredly.
"Boss, can you explain it clearly?" The boy closed the laptop, took off his peaked cap, and rubbed his hair twice, what he did was probably what everyone in the room wanted to do, "Do as you do. Said that the behind-the-scenes BOSS deliberately led us to investigate the connection between the two cases, but why did he do this? If they dare to do this, does it mean that the person who framed us and the drug dealer who killed Fang Zhiming are not the same group, then Does Yang Dianfeng's jewelry robbery modify the driving time of the vehicle have anything to do with the subsequent death of witness Cheng Weiwei? What is going on?"
All in all, the boy's questions were like a barrage of cannons, which was overwhelming, but the question brought out by that small package seemed to be far more than what the boy asked.
There seemed to be countless fine spider silks in the air, so sticky that people couldn't move, and even made it hard to breathe. Suddenly, Lin Chen saw Xing Cong Lianwan showing a boring and lazy smile.
"Asking so many questions, I was stunned by you." The criminal police captain bent his fingers and tapped the young subordinate on the head. It's unjust for you to bully the weak like this, you know?"
"Do you know why I hit you?" the perpetrator asked.
"Because I asked a question that you can't answer, you feel ashamed..." The young man began to court death.
"Then let me ask another way. Do you know why your grandfather lived to be ninety years old?"
"Because he eats vegetables every day and keeps exercising!"
"No, it's because he never minds his own business."
The boy stared wide-eyed, looking at the boss who was still thinking of teasing him in front of him in disbelief.
"But boss, there are a lot of clues. The packaging bag of the drug factory, Fang Zhiming's death, the system time modified by Yang Dianfeng, the beginning and end of the jewelry robbery, the background of the witness Cheng Weiwei, we have too many things to investigate!"
"Speak less." Xing Conglian had a rare stern look on his face.
The dynasty was quickly silenced by his scolding.
"Looking at it from another angle, why isn't the packaging bag a hypochondrium created by the black hand behind the scenes? In fact, Fang Zhiming's death may have nothing to do with the case we are investigating now." The surrounding air seemed to be a stagnant entity, his words , but it is like a sharp blade breaking through those sticky silk nets: "Look, we can make countless inferences, but the only certainty is that because there are too many possibilities, we can't pursue this clue, This must be a dead end that will waste countless hours of our time but eventually let us return without success..." He looked at the boy seriously, and seemed to be looking at everyone in the conference room, he said: "So, stop your thoughts and think about it. Don't even think about it in this direction."
This is an order, not a discussion.
For a moment, Lin Chen felt that this order was too uncomfortable.
For those who want to solve a case, there is nothing more enticing than the clues in front of you. It seems to be a sweet fruit candy, or an escalating novel that is about to climax. It is difficult to control yourself. Retract your hands or put down the book.
Because from a long time ago, they have developed the habit of analyzing and researching various things, and the inertia of their thinking makes them want to dig up the whole street even if they know that this may be a puzzle created by the murderer. See what's hidden under the maze.
But now, Xing Conglian seems to have clearly drawn a line on the ground, telling them that they must avoid here, because no matter what is buried in front of them, it has nothing to do with them for the time being.
This is unacceptably tough indeed.
But in the next second, it was like cold water pouring down the top of his head, the cold and wet feeling made Lin Chen wake up quickly.
He was very fortunate that the person sitting beside him yawning was Xing Conglian.
After all, most people in this world are constantly analyzing and judging. Only a few people can break through the fog and see the truth of the matter. Those who are too lazy to talk nonsense with you and tell you what to do are even more amazing.
The whole planting case is a sinister thinking trap from beginning to end. It is not fatal, but it is very cold and vicious. With the ingenious arrangement of the planner, you can't even notice that you are stepping into a well-designed quagmire.
In fact, there are too many ways of delaying time and creating accidents, such as killing people, setting fires, creating car accidents, etc., but those methods are too strong and obvious, and it is easy for them to perceive the intention behind them, and the right drugs are planted together. 48 hours are as insignificant as nails piercing the wheel. It makes you only think about how to solve the trouble in front of you. If you are lucky enough to repair the tire and prepare to move on, you will find that there are a few people on the road ahead. A kid with nails, they make a face at you, then turn around and run, it's easy for you to speed up, want to grab those stinky boys and beat them up, wait until then, you will be far from the real thing The important things are getting farther and farther away.
That is the direction, and the time.
"If all this is to delay our investigation, it means that the next live broadcast of death should happen soon." Lin Chen said.
"Yeah, but it's not a bad thing." Xing Conglian said, the stern look in his eyes had disappeared, Lin Chen found that he was looking at himself with a helpless look, "We know a time limit anyway. ."
"What's the matter, what time limit?" Chao Dynasty was a little impatient, maybe his family's Achen's face became as ugly as his boss, or maybe he couldn't keep up with the ideas of these detectives from beginning to end, after all He's just a technician!
"I'm afraid we have at most 48 hours left."
48 hours was the longest time Ren Xianneng could detain them, and similarly, it should be the end time for the death spree in the future.
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For Lin Chen and Xing Conglian, they have already made a clear direction and know the worst possibility in the future. But for Ren Xian, after experiencing today's absurd drama, he could not avoid the most important question, why did the poorly printed marijuana packaging bag reappear after a lapse of 11 months? And the internal information of the serious crime team is kept secret, how can outsiders know about the photo that Fang Zhiming secretly sent back
Just when he was confused and thinking about whether to speak, the door of the conference room was opened again.
The always carefree deputy captain of the Second Bureau stood at the door, his face full of joy of successful interrogation.
"Fuck you, you're a little crazy, Chen Ping made all the moves. He said that the marijuana was given to him by his second assistant, and the goods were also given by his second assistant."
Hearing this, Ren Xian's eyes lit up. He didn't expect Xing Conglian to look like he wouldn't intervene in the case, but he had already secretly sent someone to interrogate the suspect.
"Has the arrest been carried out?" Xing Conglian pulled out another pack of cigarettes and threw them away.
Jiang Chao reached out his hand to catch it and said, "According to what you told me in your text message, someone was sent to the Chen family's company early in the morning, and they were arrested just waiting for Chen Ping's name, but Lao Huang and the others were still in vain. Man, is the coffee still hot on the table?"
Ren Xian's mood was like riding on a roller coaster. Hearing that sentence, he fell into the abyss in an instant.
"So, it seems that someone has tipped off." Jiang Chao opened the cigarette case and took one in his mouth.
Hearing that sentence, I don't know if it was the residue of tobacco or something else, Ren Xian felt that his mouth was full of bitterness.
Xing Conglian's network has been closed tightly enough, but the person can escape in such a short time, which only shows that there are ghosts among the people who just stayed in this conference room.
And he remembered that he had assembled a signal jammer here just now, so the people in the room didn't have any chance to tip off.
But among all the people who went out, Zheng Dongdong has been detained, and Chen Ping and the Chen family boss are being interrogated. Therefore, the only people who may leak the news are his subordinates who have just been taken away.
"As team leader."
In the bone-chilling chill, Ren Xian suddenly heard someone calling him.
He raised his head and looked to the window, where the bright sunlight was overflowing, so bright that it was extremely dazzling.
In the sunlight, he saw a vague and lazy smile.
He heard someone say to him: "Now, you can go and search your cell phone and communication equipment."