At dinner, the residents of Hongjing City unexpectedly discovered that they had put in a promotional film for the tourism festival for more than half a month and changed their new look.

The piano sound is bright and the sky will be dark. The river water in the picture is emerald color. There are a few ducklings playing in the river. They shake their heads and shake their heads, as if rushing home.

"one two three four five six seven……"

The immature child's voice over the crisp sound of the piano, an old man with his grandson appeared beside the stone arch bridge. The little boy's footwork was unstable, and he counted the steps up and down over and over, and was particularly excited.

The traveler with a backpack stood by the bridge, heaved for a moment, and then read the couplets on the stone pillars of the arch bridge: "Spring enters the ship with green lips, and the autumn return ferry is red."

The traveler's voice is long and nice, making people feel that their teeth and cheeks are all fragrant.

After that, the traveler gradually drifted away. The camera followed the traveler's footprint and came to an open river. The river was full of weather and surging.

The camera swept across the bridge across the river, and finally landed on the three characters of Taiqian Bridge.

The soundtrack stopped suddenly, and the female anchor's pretty face appeared again.

"An urgent news is broadcast below. On the 10th of this month, a vicious murder occurred in the urban area. The suspect Feng Peilin, male, 37 years old, the police reminded that this person is extremely dangerous. If you see this person, please report to the police in time.

The female anchor's voice was so loud. Feng Peilin's photo appeared at the top left of the screen, and his mouth sneered, as if taunting something.

This short film is the trap used by Lin Chen to trap Feng Peilin.

In this regard, Lin Chen's explanation is that any prisoner has his "attribution point", just like when people go shopping, they subconsciously choose the most convenient place. Suspects also revolve around making them feel at ease or have special meaning. Location.

Feng Peilin's place of crime is all within the area of ​​1.5 kilometers with the city center as the center, and Taiqianqiao is just in this area.

Even more wonderful is that the river under the bridge is full of water. Water represents the first surge of life, and it is also related to the intention of the sand table.

In order to satisfy suspects of obsessive-compulsive disorder with the number seven, seven short ducklings and the number seven appear in the short film. These are no exception to make Feng Peilin feel comfortable.

And Taiqianqiao has seven strokes. In Feng Peilin's subconscious, he would think that this place is very hearty.

If it is said that the peaceful and peaceful video is to evoke Feng Peilin's fond memories, then the arrest warrant is played to let Feng Peilin know that the police are looking for him, which will force him to speed up the operation.

Under the dual magic of unconscious memory and external pressure, he would definitely choose Taiqianqiao.

Staring at Feng Peilin's pale Junyi face, someone raised the remote control and turned off the TV.

The screen became dark, and the desk lamp on the table was exuding warm light. Of course, there was another place that was very bright.

That's the reflection above my head.

"Inspector Huang, why do you suddenly think that you are looking for my old man to drink tea?" In the office of the police chief, the old director took a tea pot, took a big sip, and only mentioned the promotional video in the news. .

Huang Ze sat opposite the old director, as if he had left the news behind him, he poured a bowl of tea with a smile, and then gently pushed in front of the old director: "I'm here this time mainly to see you."

The old director could not help but took a deep breath. He closed his eyes, as if enjoying the quiet and fragrant tea fragrance in the dark night, more like he did not hear what Huang Ze said at all.

But Huang Ze was not angry with such disregard. He was waiting. Such waiting represented respect.

Time passed a long time ago, and the tea fragrance in the house had faded, and the old man who was so long at the table couldn't hold himself up: "Shao Huang, you're too polite, you are so polite."

The old director took the tea cup and drank it. He moved freely, and it looked as if he was drinking a cup of tea by the roadside.

"This is what it should be." Huang Ze was filled with tea again, "Friends from other families would like to ask you, Uncle Shi, what do you mean?" Huang Ze did not give the old man haha ​​time, he was straightforward: "No With your acquiescence, it is impossible for Lin Chen to participate in this case investigation. What do you mean? "

Huang Ze asked twice what "meaning", which is very interesting in itself.

People like Huang Ze rarely need to express their emotions and positions by emphasizing sentences, but he asks twice.

This shows that the old man really annoyed him and corrected the reason, of course, it was still Lin Chen.

Lin Chen is a small person. He has no background and no backing. The big family can turn his hands and shoot him as easily as the ants.

The reason why he is still alive is just that killing him is not the best way to solve the problem. If you hate a person, it is the best to watch his dream and kneel and beg for mercy like an ant and steal. thing.

The chairman of the perverted beast of the Chen family has always been the main person in charge of this business, and Lin Chen has been living very hard.

Until a few days ago, Lin Chen appeared in their sight again, and insisted on intervening in the case with an unyielding attitude. Without the acquiescence of the old man, no matter how much Xing Lianlian trusted Lin Chen, it was impossible for a small host like him. It is even more impossible for him to make key observations in the investigation of the case, and with just a few words, let the television station produce beautiful television advertisements to trap Feng Peilin within three hours.

As Huang Ze said, the main purpose of his trip was to ask the old man who was behind it all: what do you mean?

The old man who can prevent Chen Dong from taking a shot, and Huang Shao condescending, of course, still has some identity, the old man's surname is Wu, Zhou Wu, Chen Huang's Wu.

"Isn't it okay for you and Kobayashi before?" Old Director Wu narrowed his eyes and easily resolved Huang Ze's question.

"Uncle Shi, this is not funny. Among the people who died that night were my sister and sister. No matter what, Lin Chen and I could never return to the past." Huang Ze looked somber, and answered the old man seriously and stubbornly The problem.

"You can be friends without being good friends."

"I won't be friends with a murderer."

"Arbitrary, arbitrary ..."

"Is there anything wrong with that, his confession and on-site investigations have always differed, and he has not eluted his suspicions so far."

The most terrible thing in the world, except for the pervert killer, is the second and young people, the old director Wu has lost the ability to fight with it, and had to sigh helplessly.

"Uncle Shi, excuse me, what is going on here?" Huang Ze still asked relentlessly.

"Kobayashi told me that this is a very dangerous case."

"So you agree, aren't you afraid he will kill more people?"

"He said that this case is over and he will definitely leave."

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Sunday, September 14.

The typhoon has just passed and the huge clouds have not dissipated.

The sky was bright and sporadic lights dotted the streets still in the morning mist.

The stalls under Taiqianqiao sell twice as much as before.

The sixth floor of a building next to Taiqianqiao was temporarily requisitioned. Xing Conglian and Fu Hao were inside the house and closely observed the pedestrians of Taiqianqiao through the rough black telescope.

After waiting all night, all the police officers arrived at the most drowsy time.

Lin Chen slept in a dress in a reclining chair, as if she didn't care about arresting Feng Peilin.

"Head, we've been guarding all night, and Feng Peilin didn't show up, did the psychologist you were looking for really work?"

At nearly 6:30, there were still no suspicious persons appearing. Xun Conglian held down the intercom headset and did not want to let the voice inside.

But Lin Chen heard it. He glanced at the clock on the wall, slowly sat up, and said, "Let me go to the bridge."

"No, it's too dangerous."

"You have so many police forces, what danger will I have?" Lin Chen asked rhetorically.

"If you show up, what if he knows it's a trap and doesn't get on the bridge?"

"Do you think the trap makes any sense to someone who lives to die?"

I have to say that Lin Chen always has a dumb ability.

Under the attention of all the police officers in the house, Xun Conglian had to wave his hand and let Lin Chen go to the bridge.

Lin Chen wore a clean white shirt, holding one hand on the bridge rail of the white marble, Jiang Feng rushed towards him, and the river under the bridge was vast.

In the distance, a daisy-colored roof, like the back of a giant beast, lay across the center of the city.

It was gradually getting brighter, and the pedestrian traffic on the bridge gradually increased.

Some parents ride their bicycles to send their children to school, and there are hawkers pushing three wheels to ride the bridge with difficulty. The old man crutches and walks slowly towards the top of the bridge.

Xing Conglian held up his telescope and looked at the people on the bridge. He always felt that his heart was beating fast.

"Old pay, I think there is something wrong."

Xing Conglian couldn't explain his feelings now. From identifying the suspect to arresting him, it was all too fast. So fast that he didn't have time to think about the joints. He felt there was a problem here, and he was sure there was a problem here, but he The key to the problem cannot be grasped.

"Lao Xing, my brother is also a man who has seen many big battles. He can take care of himself."

Fu Hao's voice didn't fall, Xing Conglian's cell phone ringing suddenly, and the frantic piano sound was very disturbing.

"Head, there is a problem, I don't know if it is convenient to say now." In front of the computer, the dynasty bit his pencil and pressed the pause button.

"what's up?"

"Achen ’s reasoning seems to be a problem. Didn't he say Feng Peilin went to see Yan Qing commit suicide? From a program, I want to check where Feng Peilin was at that time, and then I found out that it was in the time of Yan Qing's death. Feng Peilin drove to her mother's grave to scan the grave. The expressway toll station took his picture. It doesn't seem to be very important, but I still have to report it to you ... "

The dynasty murmured on the phone, and Xun Xang suddenly hung up the phone.

His heart sank, and he suddenly realized what was wrong.

Lin Chen is such a meticulous person, and Feng Peilin is such a person with obsessive-compulsive disorder.

Lin Chen reasoned about the four steps of death training. Yu Yanqing also strictly implemented this step. Now that Feng Peilin wants to commit suicide, he should also perform these four steps.

So, if the step of "observing and helping Yan Qing to commit suicide" itself was coined by Lin Chendu?

On the bridge, the old man with a cane stopped not far from Lin Chen.

Like what he felt, the young man in the white shirt on the bridge looked back.

"In less than 30 seconds, the nearest police officer will rush to arrest you," he said to the old man.

"For a messenger, 30 seconds is enough!" The old man said excitedly.

"Say it."

"He said you would accompany me to death, would you really accompany me?"

"nonsense."

The plainclothes police closest to the top of the bridge began to run wild.

Like being hit hard with a hammer, Xun Conglian's head was about to explode.

"If the entire process of death training returns to the previous four steps, there will be no murder that Lin Chen said was" ignored "by the police!

"If Feng Peilin hasn't killed anyone so far!"

"Then Lin Chen on the bridge is the best prey. He wants to kill Lin Chen and then commit suicide!"

"Lin Chen already knows Feng Peilin's purpose! But he is tired and wants to end everything. Instead of using a short film to trap Feng Peilin, he tells Feng Peilin that he will wait for him!"

Xun Lian thought of the worst possibility.

On the bridge, the old man threw away his cane and sprinted towards Lin Chen at a speed of 100 meters.

Like a bard, he pressed Lin Chen on the bridge railing and reverently said, "He just wanted to ask you, in this world of sand, in this tiny and grand confrontation, you Which side will you stand on? "

The bridge rail broke suddenly.

"Lin Chen!" Xing Cong's fierce roar rang through the sky.

End of "One Sand".