Dangerous Personality

Few people ask their partner if they want to be hugged in such a reluctant tone. Chi Qing even puts his hands in his jacket pockets, giving people a kind of "I'm just saying, don't really believe it. If you dare to lean over, I will give you my head." "twist off" feeling.

Xie Lin ignored this illusion, unfastened the seat belt on his body, and leaned slightly towards him with his upper body: "Then give me a hug."

Chi Qing nodded her chin condescendingly.

Xie Lin put one hand around the back of Chi Qing's head, pressed him into his arms, and continued: "I'm very sad now, I might hug him for a while longer."

The time is displayed on the screen in the car.

They have been running around until now, it was already dark, and the numbers on the screen jumped up minute by minute, and soon jumped to 1:1.

Chi Qing said: "Emotionally, I can allow you to hug me a little longer, but intellectually, I still have to remind you that it is already the sixth day."

There is not much time left for them.

Xie Lin also knew it well, so he just hugged him for less than half a minute, then lowered his head and touched Chi Qing's mouth when they parted: "Okay, I owe you."

"Go to him first," Xie Lin swiped off his phone, clicked on the chat box with Wu Zhibin and said after a glance, "The General Administration is already looking for relevant personnel, and based on the photos in the file, it can be simulated to be closer." Z''s criminal portrait, as long as he stays in South China all these years, it is impossible to have no traces of his life at all."

The archives about z and the information they found were synchronously sent to the General Administration. The General Administration can use the information database to do a blanket search. It is a matter of time to find 'z'. With photos and identities, even if it is just a string of codes, sooner or later can find him.

But the crux of the matter is precisely time.

What they lack most now is time.

While talking, Wu Zhibin sent a few more messages.

- where are you now

- Time may be running out.

With less than 24 hours left, everyone is extremely nervous.

Everyone involved in a case is extremely time sensitive.

Su Xiaolan even set up a bunch of alarm clocks, which rang every hour. Every time it rang in the office, everyone's hearts trembled.

Xie Lin moved his fingers and typed a reply, and came back with an incomprehensible sentence: The person who is most anxious now may not be us, Z should be more anxious than us.

-?

-What's the meaning?

Wu Zhibin really couldn't understand.

Those who catch the prisoner are in a hurry, what is the prisoner in a hurry for?

Xie Lin didn't type this time. He pressed the voice button, and his rambling voice echoed in the car: "Because he was expecting us to find him. He kidnapped so many children and made such a big fuss. He never thought he could Get away, on the contrary, he hopes that the matter will be bigger... If no one finds him, he will feel bored. He will think... Why hasn't anyone come to play with me yet?"

Xie Lin said the phrase "Why hasn't anyone come to play with me?" very casually, but his tone was amazingly substituting.

"It's interesting to watch these kids play games, but it's not just to watch these kids play games. These kids have games to play, but he doesn't. His game hasn't really started yet. So he must You start to get bored, and the closer you get to the end of the first round, the more boredom you get."

"You know the explosion, he is in a state where he is waiting for an explosion to come, and he doesn't care whether he is standing next to the bomb or not."

Wu Zhibin was a little dazed, and for a moment he seemed to think that the person on the other end of the chat box was 'z' himself.

The last voice bar is played.

Wu Zhibin found a thin layer of sweat on his back.

in case……

If Xie Lin took one wrong step, maybe he would really be 'z''s friend.

No, not just Jielin.

Wu Zhibin also thought of the hands that wore black gloves all the year round, and the eyes that were as deep as a pool of water behind the hair. When thinking of these, he thought of the continuous rain and the cold umbrella tip.

If one wrong step, these two will be more difficult to deal with than 'z'.

Wu Zhibin was about to order that he might take the initiative to send them some messages. He looked outside the office and found that the seat of someone who should have returned earlier was still vacant: "...Where is Ji Mingrui?"

"Ji Mingrui can't get through the phone." Su Xiaolan was also waiting for him. She answered the phone all day and waited hungry at her work station. "I agreed to bring me a sandwich and coffee when I came back. What time is it? My dinner will be a midnight snack later on."

After 10:12, there were fewer calls, and after [-]:[-], there were even fewer calls. Except for some late-night disputes, there was basically nothing to do.

Su Xiaolan was finally able to stop and catch her breath.

As she was talking, the phone rang again.

Because it has been quiet for a long time, and it is now late at night, the ringing of the phone this time seems a bit abrupt in the office.

"Hello?" Su Xiaolan answered the phone.

The other side didn't speak.

Su Xiaolan asked again: "Hello?"

However, there was no answer at all on the other side, only a mechanical voice came out, and that voice was reciting a series of numbers without any emotion: "7...1...0...8...."

"what?"

The machine-like voice repeats after saying: "7...1...0..."

Su Xiaolan didn't know the meaning of this string of numbers, nor did she know the intention of the caller late at night, but out of habit, she picked up a pen and quickly wrote down the strange numbers broadcast on the phone on the side of the paper.

7108453.

Just as she finished writing the last stroke, a human voice finally appeared on the phone. The voice was very recognizable. The man smiled hoarsely: "Officer, do you remember?"

Although the other person asked this question, she didn't care about her answer at all. When Su Xiaolan was about to reply, the phone was hung up, and there was only a busy tone on the receiver: "Du——"

"7108453?"

Xie Lin repeated the string of numbers sent by Su Xiaolan while driving.

They are searching for all the locations in South China City related to the South China Orphanage, such as the clothing factory that supplied clothes to the South China Orphanage, and the construction factory that participated in the demolition of the Orphanage. The area where the Orphanage is located has not developed well in recent years In the past ten years, many small factories have not been able to persist, and most of these places have become vacant factories.

Xie Lin had an intuition that the hiding place of 'z' must be related to the orphanage.

South China Orphanage, the original address is No. 128, Chang'an North Road.

No. 128, Chang'an North Road, is now in a state of disuse. At the beginning, the municipal government issued a document saying that it would be rebuilt, but because the surrounding aborigines were unwilling to move away, it was too difficult to renovate, so they gave up.

There are a lot of introductions about orphanages on the Internet. What has jointly applied for a public welfare project with a certain Red Cross Society and won a municipal award, aiming to solve children's problems... a bunch of introductions are followed by a picture, perhaps because the shooting time was in autumn , the vegetation is dry, and the old buildings ten years ago look gray from the pictures.

A row of children stood in front of three or two orphanage teachers. These children were of different heights, short, fat, and thin. They all had task-like smiles on their faces, their eyes were empty and their curves were stiff.

The atmosphere is like a ghostly old photo.

As long as you look down, you will see a child abuse news from that year.

——The faculty and staff of the South China Orphanage beat and scold children at will, and those who "disobey" will be locked in the "punishment room". During the "punishment" period, they are not allowed to eat, drink or even go to the toilet.

Chi Qing was looking up old news about the orphanage, and looked up at the string of numbers: "There is no pattern, it doesn't look like a password that needs to be decrypted."

Xie Lin said while driving: "If he is in a hurry, he can't wait to make things bigger - he has tied up so many children, he will feel that not many people are paying attention to him, and not many people are panicked because of him , based on this premise, why did he make this call? Or, what can make things worse?"

When Xie Lin said this, he suddenly stepped on the brakes.

"Search for the most popular live streaming platform," he suddenly thought of something, and replied to Su Xiaolan, "see if you can find this live streaming room."

"live streaming?"

Su Xiaolan found the live broadcast platform with the largest number of users, typed this string of numbers in the search bar, and after typing the last "3", a related live broadcast room automatically popped up on the page. The live broadcast room did not have any name or introduction, and it was called 7108453's live broadcast between.

The screen went black, showing: The live broadcast room has not started yet~

She clicked into the account of the owner of the live broadcast room, and saw a familiar 'z' with 0 followers, obviously a new account just registered.

Su Xiaolan didn't have time to sigh with emotion that the consultant of the General Administration could guess the meaning of this series of numbers in just ten minutes. Facing the darkness and the words "the broadcast has not yet started", she felt cold all over her body. Cold hands and feet.

She didn't dare to continue thinking about it.

...what the hell is 'z' trying to do?

He's crazy.

He must be crazy.

……

Su Xiaolan covered her mouth, as if this action could suppress her violent heartbeat.

He was a madman, she thought.

In a dimly lit room.

One hand rests on a long black pole.

The long black pole stands on the ground, more than one meter high by visual inspection, and there is a bracket on the top for fixing. The thin hand is fixing the mobile phone to the bracket.

"Wow-"

There is a chair facing the mobile phone, a child is sitting on the chair, his hands are tied behind his back, and a chandelier hangs above his head.

He looked at the owner of that hand in horror, his legs were kicking wildly in the air, trying to break free and get out of here.

"Uncle, uncle," the child said in a crying voice, "let, let me go..."

"uncle……"

The man didn't care how the child was crying.

"Click."

The phone snaps into place on the holder.

The camera is aimed at the crying child impartially.

"Here we go," the man said. "Be quiet."

Camera is on.

[Welcome to the 7108453 live broadcast room. 】

The audience was in the single digits at first.

- what is this for

- Are you making a TV series?

- This kid is good at acting... His voice is hoarse.

The room was poorly lit, just strange streaks of red and blue.

Due to the angle and light problems, the field of vision was limited, and only the child's chin, writhing body, and unknown bloodstains on the clothes could be seen, and a sharp knife was placed on the wooden table in front of the child.

And the screams that haven't stopped.

After watching for a few minutes, these audiences faintly felt that something was wrong, because the child kept screaming and trembling, and his scalp was numb. The sense of despair seemed to be contagious and almost overflowed the screen.

The wind direction in the comment area has begun to change.

- there seems to be something wrong...

-I also feel something is wrong, it doesn't seem like acting, if this kid has this acting skill, he would have won the little gold medal.

- Could something really happen to this kid?

- Horror Live?

…………

The General Administration was so busy that everyone turned their backs on their backs, and everyone was startled when they saw the screen on the computer screen: "Contact the live broadcast platform and block the live broadcast room, hurry up!"

But 'z' seemed to know what they were thinking, and suddenly there was a simple introduction in the live broadcast room where there was no introduction: You can block me and try.

"..."

"It can't be blocked," a criminal police officer reluctantly stopped, "He can do anything, let's see the situation first."

But the situation is not optimistic.

"The number of viewers has been rising, from 1w to 23w."

"It's still rising, and someone is discussing it on other platforms, bringing traffic over."

This kind of novelty-seeking live broadcast is rare, and more and more people click into the live broadcast room. After the number of people increases, the live broadcast room will naturally appear on the home page, and the number of people will snowball.

The audience has everything to say, some are watching the excitement and hope that the live broadcast content will be more exciting, and some

- This child is still crying... His voice is almost gone.

-Let's not talk about the throat, the wrist has been worn out by the rope, it seems to be bleeding.

-Whether you are putting on a show or not, don't do this to the child, let the child go.

"Release?" A man's voice suddenly appeared in the live broadcast. The man was standing in the dark, and all the audience could not see his face. They could only vaguely see a tall and thin figure. He smiled softly, "He wants to leave There is only one way here...that is to turn into a corpse, and then I chop it up and throw it out."

Netizens' messages on the screen increased sharply.

All of a sudden it filled the screen of the live broadcast room.

The child was tired from crying and became delirious, saying over and over again: "Help, save me...I want to go home...Mom...help me..."

- Is this fucking kidnapping? !

- What about the police, call the police immediately.

- where is thisCan anyone spot it?

- This light, and there is basically nothing in the room, how do you look at it, this is simply not something that humans can do.

Until then, the number of people in the late-night live broadcast room has exceeded one million!

They watched the tall and thin black figure on the screen pick up the knife on the table. He seemed to think that the knife was not sharp enough. After picking it up, he paused, then turned around and wanted to go to the sink to sharpen the knife.

rustle.

rustling...

The sound of sharpening the knife was clearly recorded on the phone.

Millions of viewers can do nothing but silently watch the live broadcast through their screens.

However, the accident occurred at this very moment. There was a violent "bang" sound from the door, and the closed door was kicked open from the outside, and then everyone saw a figure rushing towards the knife sharpener. people.

-somebody is coming? !

- is it the police ? ?

- It doesn't look like it. He is wearing a windbreaker. The police should wear uniforms.

-I paused just now and saw the face, and for some reason it seemed familiar to me.

More than one audience member said they were familiar.

-I also.Looks so familiar, logically speaking, I should have never seen a handsome guy of this level in my life... How can I feel familiar?

Among the messages on the screen, someone was the first to think of the reason for the familiarity.

-I remembered, it seems that I saw him in social news.

-Social news +1

-Is the social news you are talking about...the previous...wanted, wanted, new, news...

The protagonist of the wanted news, Xie Lin, appeared behind the man with lightning speed, raised his hand, grabbed the man's hair, and slammed it against the tiles of the pool - he used [-]% of his strength, and the forehead of 'z' was knotted. It hit it firmly, and a few seconds later, scarlet blood flowed into the pool along the cracks in the tiles.

Xie Lin said, "You shouldn't be broadcasting live."

"The light here exposes you, the red and blue lights are the light from the signal lights on the opposite bridge," Xie Lin said, the red and blue light coming in from the window happened to shine on his slightly raised eyes , "We have already found out your identity. You must be hiding in a place related to the orphanage. The combination of the two information points is not difficult to find here."

This is a suburban amusement park.

Abandoned for a long time, there are few projects in the amusement park, the sign at the entrance is crooked, and the words on the sign have become darker after a long time. The lawn used for outings was so untended that the vegetation was soaring and the vines were entangled On the swing, it looks pretty desolate.

"The time of the incident was winter, and if the time of the incident was pushed forward by three months, it would be autumn," Xie Lin strung together all the information, and he said word by word, "Ten years ago, the orphanage organized an autumn outing." , the location of the autumn outing is the amusement park, if there is no accident, you got lost here back then."

"It's also here that you met the murderer back then. For some reason, he didn't kill you, but brought you by his side."

"In the kidnapping case ten years ago, at first everyone thought that he attacked the child because the child could be controlled better, but it was not, so everyone involved in the game knew very well that he wanted a child, a child who could live in the game. The child who came down—the same is the same word, the heir. He hopes that someone can inherit his absurd ideas and keep the world full of 'evil' that belongs to him forever."

The murderer of the kidnapping case ten years ago just wanted to find an heir.

A high IQ, better than him, who has been brainwashed and tested by him since he was a child-the heir of crime.

So he chose all the top-notch kids from each school.

That's why he said that sentence in court: You can't kill me.

Because he has found an heir.

The words the murderer said in court made him feared by everyone around him. Almost no one believed that he would still be a reliable "genius consultant" after what happened back then. They all believed that he was extremely talented. possible crime.

However, the real heir is not the survivor known to the police, but the No.3 survivor who has not been recorded from beginning to end.

Viewers distributed across the country in the live broadcast room failed to enjoy the follow-up pictures.

They soon discovered that not only the man who had been on the social news came in, but also a man who was behind him. The man was even more outrageous. The first thing he did when he entered the door was to take out a pair of black gloves from his pocket. Put gloves on your hands.

The man only wore one glove, and held the other black glove in his hand. He walked up to the phone camera, bent over to get closer, and suddenly a pair of cold, emotionless dark eyes filled the entire frame.

In the next second, he raised his ungloved hand and cut off the live broadcast.