Chapter 152

"Act two: black round table."

On the stage, the light was dimmed. For example, in order to echo the name of this scene, young Dong He Yayao, young talented architectural designer Ji Zichang, and middle-aged upstart construction party Zhang fuchai sit around a simple small round table.

Of course, it is not known to the public whether they are real or six people underground.

He Yayao: "we must take that piece of land down." We all know in our hearts how much billions of super projects can earn. We also know how much you can get. "

"But I was hesitant

He Yayao interrupted him: "shut up! As long as you are responsible for the design, the companies and departments of geological exploration will be handled by someone

Ji Zichang stopped talking.

Zhang Fu chuckled and came to him: "don't worry, young director. I must arrange it properly."

He Yayao laughed: "by the way, has that old man finished? Hong Ying textile factory

Zhang Fucai patted her chest: "give it to me! The old man was a fool, saying that he would not move, shut down or move his dormitory for the sake of more than 100 old, weak and disabled people in the factory. I'll let them go. "

……

The curtain closed again.

Whether it is the "audience" in front of the square or a large number of citizens gathered on the Internet, they are really attracted by this "performance". Behind it, though, are bombs, blood and life as chips.

We all generally understand the context of the play, but it is a story that can be seen everywhere in this city and this era. The interests of those in that class colluded and exchanged with each other, and forced prostitutes who could not see the light.

The atmosphere on the square was generally calm. But at the same time, the police are racing against the clock.

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Hanjiang Bridge.

Qin Wenlong and Zhou Xiaozhuan jumped out of the car and looked at the peninsula business district in the distance. At a distance of one or two kilometers, clouds float in the blue sky, and the Yangtze and Han rivers flow quietly. The buildings still look quiet and grand in the sun. We can't see that a terrible case of the century is taking place.

Xiao Zhuan's heart looked at it, and his heart was sour. But at once, he was high spirited: "boss! I went with SWAT! We will bring them back safely! "

Qin Wenlong nodded and watched the brigade of special police officers, fully armed and crouching, prowling toward the square from all directions.

At this time, a criminal police ran over: "chief, the bomb disposal experts are in place! Indeed, several bombs have been found on the Xiaqiao road and the ring road! "

"Dismantle! Dismantle it quietly Qin Wenlong drank and ordered, and then looked up at the peninsula. "After the ships and helicopters are mobilized, stand by for the moment. Don't disturb the snake."

Bridgehead, leading to the peninsula traffic throat, the police, experts, are all busy in full swing. Qin Wenlong was very clear about the current situation: the group of seven occupied the peninsula with thousands of people as a threat. Although water boats and helicopters can save a group of people, this main road is the key.

No matter how skillful and resourceful the regiment of seven was, it would have laid down the bomb and the plan months in advance. There were only four of them, so it was impossible for them to confront hundreds of policemen. Therefore, Qin Wenlong can now boldly dispatch his troops to recover the road of life - risking his life, of course.

It just takes time. An hour, or a few hours?

Now the question is. The thoroughness of the plan of the regiment of seven must have been predicted by them.

So, what do they want to do with this time?

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"Act Three: the depravity of hypocrites."

The light is bright, and Zhou Fengmao, the old director of Hongying textile factory, is still in his poverty-stricken costume, standing under the light.

This is a monologue: "I will not sell the factory! We have been restructured from state-owned enterprises. The number one or two hundred old and small all follow me to make a living. In the past two years, the efficiency of the factory has been improved. Everyone is counting on me as an old man. What's more, if they sell their factories and dormitories, where can they live when the house price is so high and they get the compensation? Conscience of heaven and earth, I will not sell it

All the people in the square were attentive, and some were whispering. There are even brave people who shout "yes!"

Then, the nouveau riche Bao foreman Zhang fuchai stepped onto the stage and sat down at the table.

The two are facing the camera, so the audience can only hear their voices and see their movements.

Zhou Fengmao: I won't sell anything

Zhang Fucai did not speak, raised his hand and compared two.

Zhou Fengmao: "not for sale!"

Zhang Fucai raised three fingers.

Zhou Fengmao: "not for sale!"

Four.

Five.

Zhou Fengmao was silent.

Zhang fuchai laughed and said in a loud voice, "money can make the devil move the mill. Old Zhou, you can't earn this amount in your life. Sign it now! I don't know what to do. Be careful of your family, especially your son who is in college! As for the workers in your factory, according to the normal standard, the money will never die of hunger! "Zhou Fengmao raised his head: "I sign. Don't talk about it. "

……

The audience in the square, again in an uproar.

"Sleeping trough! Actually signed it

"No backbone! What a hypocrite

"Cunning and cunning!"

"Expose him, expose him! If you want to blow them up, blow them up

Many people yelled, the square was a little boiling for a while.

At this time, it was only more than ten minutes before the whole incident happened.

Curtain, close again. It was as if it was just a proper performance.

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underground.

After staying for such a short time, Su Mian felt a more humid and heavier coolness coming from the air. At the end of the last sentence: "find out these six people, or the bomb will Bang After that, the image of L, along with the six victims, disappeared from the screen in an instant.

The world is silent.

None of them spoke for a moment.

Han Shen let go of his hand and let the injured Ding Jun sit down against the wall for a while, and then reach out to Su Mian. Su Mian immediately opened the video and handed it to him. Xu Sibai also stepped forward, lowered his head and looked at them together.

Su Mian usually stinks and beauties, her mobile phone photo effect is excellent, just shot the big screen very clearly. Su Mian is absorbed in watching, and can see more carefully this time:

the location where six people were imprisoned is the middle-aged fat man who claims to be the contractor of Zhang fuchai. He sat in front of a white wall, his face full of flesh and terror, but without any other decorations or obvious signs. A lamp was shining on his head, and his hands were tied behind him. The camera only shot at his knees. There were some spots on his trousers legs, so we couldn't see what it was. And on the ground, I don't know what's going on, and there's some light ripples on his face.

"Water." Three voices were heard at the same time.

Su Mian looks up and sees Han Chen and Xu Sibai looking at each other. None of them spoke.

In other words, Zhang Fucai was sitting in a place with water, which was not deep.

Among the six, the darkest one in the picture is Ji Zichang, the handsome and elegant architectural designer. L probably put a small light under his face. In the whole picture, only his face can be seen. And around a dark, his body looks a little bent, the whole person seems to be shrinking, breathing is also very short.

"Narrow space." Han Shen opened his mouth.

"He's in a closed place where there's no oxygen." Xu Sibai's voice sounded almost at the same time.

Su Mian pursed her lips and did not speak.

She always knew that Xu Sibai was smart and sharp. But in the past, every time he cooperated with her in investigation, he paid little attention to reasoning and solving cases, and only focused on forensic expertise.

But today, he's focused and focused.

Maybe it's because it's a matter of urgency and human life. But in front of Han Shen, he did not hide his arrogance and stubbornness.

Alas

Su Mian looks at them both. One is cold, the other is clear. Even if you look down at the same video at the moment and solve the same problem, the aura is obviously very conflicting. But now, when is the time to think about these things? Su Mian is too lazy to get used to it, and continues to look down at the picture. Different from the details they capture, she thinks more from the perspective of psychology and behavior. Where will l tend to hide these people?

Of course, now they can ignore the six and go directly to find the exit instead of following the routine of the group of seven. But with L's character, he was afraid that he would become angry and killed these six people directly. In addition, judging from the explosion just now, the ground was in chaos. When they go out, how can they find out the group of seven. Stay here, although it is a person in the urn, but also follow the cane, face to face.

The video has been played again, and towards the end, there is an explosion. The six people in the picture are startled one after another, and their expressions are more scared. Su Mian is thinking about a problem: now there are only two people whose clues are relatively obvious. In such a large underground area, how can we lock the position of the other four people?

At this time, Han Chen took her mobile phone and ordered the loop. The light around him was hazy. He stood upright. The collar of his black police coat was a little messy, blocking his face. His boots were covered with dust. The face, however, was clearly defined, with fingers sliding on the screen, moving forward, backward, slow and fast forward, and looking attentively.

Whenever this time, this rebellious and intelligent man, but always can bring her some quiet good and stable strength.

Although Xu Sibai was indifferent, he stood very close to Han Shen. His face was slightly drooping, and he was very absorbed.

The two men did the same thing, but they didn't speak.

Su Mian reached out and touched her chin, and her brain was spinning fast.

Zhang fuchai.

Where there is water, shallow water.

Where is the water in the mall? Reservoir? No, no, l can't keep people in such a conventional, unskilled place.

There was a flash in her mind: Children's swimming pool?No, it won't. She frowned again.

Zhang fuchai, at first glance, is not the image of a good father in L's heart. How could he be put into the children's swimming pool? L would think it was tarnished. Although it is not clear why the group of seven chose these six people, it must be based on the overall plan. And l must only laugh at such people.

……

She thought she knew where Zhang Fucai had been hidden.

Just as he was about to speak, Ding Jun, leaning against the wall, called out, "come and have a look! Here's the floor plan of the mall! "

Han Shen put down his mobile phone and the three immediately walked over.

It's a common floor plan of shopping malls. It's printed on a metal plate, and then there's a beautiful column standing in the corner of the wall - probably for customers' reference.

Han Shen turns on the light on his mobile phone and the four people look at the picture in a brighter light.

They were lucky. The cartographer is obviously very meticulous and rigorous, this is not a very "pictographic" plan, drawing a rough outline is count. It's a straight drawing of the same scale, even around the figure, with very shallow lines and numbers to mark the unit distance.

From the graphic point of view, the second underground shopping mall is divided into three floors, covering an extremely wide area, starting from the Peninsula Hotel, spanning the entire square. The third floor is the widest. It has been dug up to the riverside. The single floor is about ten meters high. And they are in the bottom and left corner. From the sound of the explosion just now, it should be near the top of their heads, that is, the edge of the square.

Su Mian was looking at it in a daze when he suddenly saw Han Chen holding out his hand and meditating slightly. His slender fingers measured inch by inch along the line edge of each layer on the plan.

Next to Ding Jun and Xu Sibai are stunned at the same time. Su Mian is happy.

She knew that Han Shen would come up with a way!

She didn't see what he was going to do.

Soon, Han Shen finished measuring. As soon as he looked up, he saw that Su Mian was looking at himself with great joy and admiration. Han Chen grinned and was about to speak.

"Voice." A light voice was heard on one side.

Su Mian and Ding Jun turn their heads at the same time, and see Xu Si Bai's hands on the floor plan, with clear black eyes: "you can use sound to locate."

Su Mian looks at him and subconsciously looks at Han Chen. Han Chen's face was very pale, as if he hadn't heard it. He didn't look at Xu Si Bai. After a few seconds of silence, he opened his mouth and said the answer: "four are on the same floor as us, far away; one on the second floor and one on the first floor."

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