The sniper loaded the bullet and lay there quietly, motionless. Sheng Yao put down the binoculars and looked up at him. The other party shook his head slightly. Sheng Yao sighed: "No, the target cannot be aimed, There were too many obstacles in that dilapidated warehouse, and the prisoner was too careful, holding a child all the time."
He scanned a blurry photo into the computer, and sat down on the floor without paying attention, typing quickly on the keyboard: "I think I have found this person, Jiang Zixin, male, forty-two years old, unmarried, out of the province He graduated from the Advanced Technical School in City B fifteen years ago, and has changed many jobs. For some reason, he didn’t work for a long time. He was just fired a while ago. Is this the reason Dr. Jiang said?”
Sheng Yao's good-looking eyebrows slightly raised, showing a disgusted and incomprehensible expression: "Just because of this shit?"
Shen Yexi made a "whisper" gesture to him, put his finger on the headset of the walkie-talkie, with a solemn expression, Su Junzi and Yang Man should have brought people in.
There was the sound of "rustling" walking inside, and slowly, there was the suppressed cry of a child.
A man's voice sounded, and he seemed to be a little far away. He asked cautiously, "Who are you? Are you from the TV station?"
Before they could reply, he immediately said nervously: "No! You are not from the TV station, you don't have cameras, you are the police!"
He roared loudly, and then a girl's sharp cries came in. Everyone present held their breath and focused all their attention on the earphones. Jiang Hu stood up suddenly, and Shen Yexi seemed to have eyes in the back of his head. , grabbed his arm.
Jiang Hu looked up at him, and everyone looked up at Shen Yexi, this man is now the backbone.
"Jiang Hu, sit down and don't move. Everyone stay put and stand by!" Shen Yexi briefly ordered, he clenched his hands and then let go, "Now is not the time."
The voice came from the earphone again, this time it was Su Junzi: "Don't get excited, put the child down, we need to know what you mean, what do you want to do, calm down, and talk about it?"
The low male voice was very soft, it was the kind of voice that made his daughter Su Ran fall in love with her father's bedtime stories. Yang Man was on the side just for safety's sake, she wasn't the type to soothe people's spirits, so she didn't say anything. It stands to reason that Su Junzi would not let people see through the identity of the police at a glance, but what was he called... Well, the Jiang Zixin that Sheng Yao said smelled like a policeman as soon as he met him.
"He is very sharp." Jiang Hu said softly, "His persecution paranoia actually makes him more sensitive than ordinary people in some aspects, and he can see through the hostility of people at a glance..."
Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by a sharp howl in the earphones, Jiang Zixin hissed and shouted: "I won't talk to you, I have nothing to talk to you, you are all liars, go find someone from the TV station !"
Among them was Su Junzi's frightened voice: "Sir, calm down, there is something we can discuss."
"Discussion? What are you discussing?" They heard Jiang Zixin's voice rising in vain, then lowering nervously in vain, and then giggling, the laughter was indescribably sharp and vicious, Sheng Yao pressed one hand on the earphone, and again Looking back at the lurking position of the sniper, the latter still shook his head.
"No! Don't!" Su Junzi's voice increased in vain, and the girl who had been quiet began to cry sharply again, crying vaguely out of breath: "Uncle, don't kill me, don't kill me... Help! Uncle and aunt, help me!"
"Don't be impulsive, let's go out immediately, and let the media come in!" Under the emergency, Yang Man suddenly intervened, she paused, and then said hastily, "Don't kill her first, or else you can kill her later!" It’s a waste if reporters can’t get in and take pictures.”
This was probably the most outrageous time for Yang Man, Shen Yexi let go of Jiang Hu slowly, and sighed.
Jiang Zixin's voice came from the earphone again. He seemed to think that what Yang Man said was quite reasonable, and the child's crying that was about to break his throat became weaker again: "You asked the people from the TV station to bring the camera, I know you don't want to These little bastards are dead, I caught a total of thirty, if someone shoots me, I will only pick fifteen to kill, or I will kill them all!"
"Captain Shen, the camera equipment and microphones are ready." A police officer came over. Shen Yexi turned his head to look at Jiang Hu, Jiang Hu just nodded, his face was expressionless, his eyes swept over the moving camera lightly, and he didn't seem to have any emotional ups and downs.
Shen Yexi said: "I'll be with you, I'm carrying the camera."
Before Jiang Hu could speak, Sheng Yao stood up: "I'll go." He casually unbuttoned his coat, revealing the striped light-colored shirt that was hanging outside his trousers, and picked up a baseball that he didn't know where he came from. He put his cap on his head crookedly, took a deep breath, and smiled, "Your aura, Captain Shen, is something that makes people run away from afar."
Shen Yexi hesitated for a moment. Although he was worried, he finally nodded, took off the pistol from his waist and stuffed it to Jiang Hu: "Be careful, do you hear me?"
Jiang Hu curled the corner of his mouth, wondering if he had listened. Shen Yexi felt that this person became so strange in an instant, and the eyes like stones soaked in ice water came back, so Shen Yexi swallowed back the words of exhortation that came to his mouth, he thought After thinking about it, he just patted Jiang Hu on the shoulder and said softly: "Don't forget what I told you, go."
Sheng Yao picked up the camera, and Jiang Hu turned his head and nodded to him. Not far away, Yang Man and Su Junzi were walking this way. Their faces were not so good-looking. Enter."
Yang Man shrugged: "And I'm too careful, I feel very angry when I hear the words, but I don't forget to carry a little girl to block him, I can't even find a chance to sneak attack."
Jiang Hu just nodded to her, then walked forward rubbing her shoulder: "It's hard work."
Yang Man was taken aback, and stared blankly at the backs of Jiang Hu and Sheng Yao, until Su Junzi asked strangely, "What's wrong?"
"Must...he..." Yang Man pointed to Jiang Hu's back, then looked back at Su Junzi, pawing at his hair, as if he didn't know how to express it.
"What happened to Xiao Jiang?"
"I don't know," Yang Man said thoughtfully, "I just felt that the look in his eyes just now was a bit scary, as if he was a different person. Hey, you said that the nature of the job is muddled. I have seen so many psychopaths and so on. Not a little split personality schizophrenia or something... Ouch!"
Su Junzi patted her on the back of the head and gave her a blank stare: "What do you think about all day? Hope you can do it."
Yang Man covered the back of his head, frowned, wanted to say something, but swallowed it back.
Sheng Yao followed behind Jiang Hu, and asked in a low voice, "What if he starts killing people soon after we enter?"
Jiang Hu paused for a moment, and said, "He won't, he will vomit his bitterness to us first."
"you sure?"
This time Jiang Hu paused for a longer time, then he nodded: "I'm sure, as long as we cooperate."
Sheng Yao is indeed more suitable for this job than Shen Yexi. In the case of Hei Lan and Song Xiaofeng, it was he and Jiang Hu who sang together nonsense. It's a bit sloppy, and it does look less threatening.
And when Jiang Hu stepped into the warehouse with one foot, Sheng Yao, who was holding a camera, noticed that his body language suddenly changed completely. He stretched out his foot first, tapped lightly at the door, and then He paused, took a half step back, and looked back at Sheng Yao hesitantly, as if there was something particularly scary ahead, then stepped in cautiously, stopped at the door, and refused to go in. One hand was leaning against the wall with great force, the back of the pale hand showed blue veins, and he looked at Jiang Zixin from a distance.
Sheng Yao followed his line of sight and turned the camera lens to the middle-aged man who was pinching a girl. He was almost a decent middle-aged man. He is clean, wearing glasses, gentle, his hair is a bit long on his forehead, but it is neatly combed, the collar reveals the white shirt inside, a spotless white shirt.
Jiang Hu's voice seemed to be stuck in his throat, and his eyes fell on the girl whose face had already turned abnormally purple, and he turned away quickly as if frightened: "You...you called..."
Jiang Zixin took a sudden step forward, and Jiang Hu subconsciously took a step back, almost tripped by a small brick at the door, and grabbed Sheng Yao with one hand, Sheng Yao understood, his eyes moved away from the camera, and he seemed disoriented as much as possible He looked anxiously at Jiang Zixin and then at Jiang Hu.
I have to say, in fact, sometimes, acting is really a kind of talent.
Jiang Zixin took a critical look at the two trembling little boys who were afraid to show their pride, and asked, "Are you from a TV station?"
Jiang Hu nodded.
"Is this the courage of the TV station?"
Jiang Hu nodded foolishly again, Sheng Yao turned his head to look at him, Jiang Hu shook his head quickly as if he had realized something, and said with a bitter face: "I... I'm new here, they don't dare to come over, Just bully me..."
Jiang Zixin sneered, still holding the girl in his hand, and sat down slowly by himself: "Come here."
Jiang Hu and Sheng Yao looked at each other, and slowly rubbed over, after a few steps, Jiang Zixin said again: "Don't leave, just stand there."
The two stood there obediently, and neither of them spoke. Jiang Zixin became impatient: "Are you two reporters? Are you dumb?"
—Damn, let you be a kidnapper and murderer, I’ll blow your head off in a moment—Sheng Yao’s mouth twitched uncontrollably, and he glanced at the children who were curled up on the side like a fool in fright. The eyes pointed to Jiang Hu, what should I do
I only heard Jiang Hu stammering very appropriately: "Speak, I will speak, first... sir, you, you, why did you kidnap them..."