The sniper's bullet was loaded and lay there quietly, motionless. Sheng Yao put down his telescope and looked up at him. The other party shook his head gently. Sheng Yao sighed: "No, the target cannot be aimed. There are too many obstacles in the broken warehouse. The prisoner is too careful and he keeps holding a child in his hand."

He swept a blurry photo into the computer, and didn't care. He sat on the ground and quickly typing his fingers on the keyboard: "I think I've found this person, Jiang Zixin, male, forty-two years old, unmarried, from another province. He graduated from the Senior Technical School in City B 15 years ago and changed many professions. I don't know why he didn't do it for a long time. He was just fired some time ago. Is this the inducement Dr. Jiang said?"

Sheng Yao raised his beautiful eyebrows slightly, showing a disgusting and somewhat incomprehensible expression: "Just because of this nothing?"

Chen Yexi compared him a "silent" gesture, put his finger on the intercom's headset, and his expression was solemn. Su Junzi and Yang Man should have brought people in.

There was a "rustling" sound of walking inside, and slowly, there were also a child's suppressed cry.

A man's voice sounded, as if he was a little far away. He asked with caution: "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, there is no camera, you are police!"

He roared loudly, and then a girl's sharp cry mixed in. Everyone present held their breath and focused their attention on the headphones. Jiang Hu suddenly stood up, and Chen Yexi grabbed his arm like eyes were on the back of his head.

Jiang Hu looked up at him, and everyone was looking up at Chen Yexi. This man was now the backbone.

"Jiang Hu, sit down, don't move, everyone is on standby!" Chen Yexi gave a brief order, and he held his hands tightly and let go, "It's not the time yet."

A voice came from the headphones again, this time it was Su Junzi: "Don't be excited first, put down the child. We need to know what you mean, what you want to do, calm down, and talk about it?"

The low male voice was very soft, the kind that made his daughter Su Ran love her father's bedside story. Yang Man was just for safety reasons. She was not particularly pleasing to others, so she didn't say anything. Logically speaking, Su Junzi usually won't be able to see through the identity of the police at a glance, but she was actually called by that... Well, Jiang Zixin, who was mentioned by Sheng Yao, smelled the police when he met.

"He is very keen." Jiang Hu said softly, "his persecution paranoia actually makes him more keener than ordinary people in some aspects, and he can see through the hostility of the person at a glance..."

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by a sharp howl in his headphones. Jiang Zixin hissed: "I won't talk to you, there's nothing to talk to you. You are all liars, go find someone from the TV station!"

It was mixed with Su Junzi's a little scared voice: "Sir, calm down, you can discuss anything."

"Discuss? What to discuss?" They heard Jiang Zixin's voice rise in vain and then fell down in vain. Then they laughed. The indescribable sharp and vicious laughter, Sheng Yao pressed one hand on the headphones and looked back at the sniper's lurking position, but the latter still shook his head.

"No! No!" Su Junzi's voice was trembling in vain. The girl who had already been quiet began to cry again, and cried vaguely, "Uncle, don't kill me, don't kill me... Help! Uncle, aunt, save me!"

"Don't be impulsive, let's go out immediately, let the media people come in!" Yang Man suddenly inserted in in an emergency. She paused and said hurriedly, "Don't kill her first, otherwise it will be wasted if the reporters can't come in and take pictures later."

This was probably the most unspoken time when Yang Man spoke. Chen Yexi slowly let go of Jiang Hu and sighed.

Jiang Zixin's voice came from the headphones again. He seemed to think that Yang Man was saying a lot. The child was crying with a broken throat and weakened again: "You asked the TV station people to come with the camera. I know you don't want these little bastards to die. I caught thirty in total. If someone photographed me, I would only pick fifteen to kill them, otherwise I would kill them all!"

"Cross Shen, the camera equipment and microphone are ready." A police officer came over. Chen Yexi turned around and looked at Jiang Hu. Jiang Hu just nodded. There was no expression on his face, and his eyes faintly swept over the camera that was moved over, and there was no emotional ups and downs.

Chen Yexi said: "I will accompany you, I will carry the camera."

Before Jiang Hu could speak, Sheng Yao stood up: "I'll go." He unbuttoned the buttons of his coat, revealing the striped light-colored shirt hanging from outside his pants, picked up a baseball cap that he didn't know where he came from, put it on his head, took a deep breath, and smiled, "Captain Shen, your aura is something that makes people run away from afar."

Chen Yexi hesitated for a moment. Although he was worried, he still nodded, took it off from his waist and stuffed it to Jiang Hu: "You be careful, have you heard?"

Jiang Hu bent his mouth, not sure if he had heard it. Chen Yexi felt that this person became a little strange in an instant, and the look of the stone soaked in ice water came back again, so Chen Yexi swallowed the words of the advice he told him. He thought about it, but just patted Jiang Hu on the shoulder and said softly: "Don't forget what I said to you, go."

Sheng Yao carried the camera, Jiang Hu turned around and nodded to him. Not far away, Yang Man and Su Junzi were walking here. Their faces were not so good. Su Junzi frowned: "This bastard won't get in."

Yang Man shrugged: "And I'm too careful. I feel very angry when I hear him, but I always keep holding a little girl to block him. I can't even find a chance to attack."

Jiang Hu just nodded to her, then wiped her shoulder and walked forward: "Thank you."

Yang Man was stunned and stared at Jiang Hu and Sheng Yao's backs until Su Junzi asked strangely: "What's wrong?"

"Such...he..." Yang Man pointed to Jiang Hu's back, looked back at Su Junzi, and slapped his hair, looking like he didn't know how to express it.

"What's wrong with Xiao Jiang?"

"I don't know," Yang Man thought, "I just felt that his eyes were a little scary just now, as if he had changed his own. Hey, you said that the nature of the job is like a job. It turns out that you have seen so many perverted mental illnesses. Will you also have a bit of personality schizophrenia... Ouch!"

Su Junzi patted her on the back of her head and rolled her eyes: "What do you think all day long? Can you hope for something good?"

Yang Man covered the back of her head, frowned, and wanted to say something, but swallowed it back.

Sheng Yao followed Jiang Hu and asked in a low voice: "What if he starts killing people when we go in later?"

Jiang Hu paused for a moment and said, "He won't, he will complain to us first."

"Are you sure?"

This time Jiang Hu paused for a longer time, and then he nodded: "I'm sure, just let's cooperate well."

Sheng Yao is indeed suitable for this job than Chen Yexi. In the case of Heilan and Song Xiaofeng, he and Jiang Hu were both singing and reconciling, and he just walked around the fantasy. Moreover, his casual and a bit careless look really looks less threatening.

When Jiang Hu stepped into the warehouse with one foot, Sheng Yao, who was holding the camera, noticed that his body language suddenly changed completely. He stretched out his feet first, lit the door gently, stopped again, and took a short step back, hesitantly looked back at Sheng Yao, as if there was something particularly terrible in front of him, and then stepped in carefully, stopped at the door, and refused to walk in. He stomped on the wall with one hand, and tried very hard, with blue veins exposed on the back of his pale hand, looking at Jiang Zixin from a distance.

Sheng Yao followed his sight and turned the camera lens over to the middle-aged man who was pinching a girl. He was an almost decent middle-aged man. He was clean, wearing glasses, gentle, with a little long hair on his forehead, but he was combed very neatly, with the collar showing the white shirt inside and the spotless white shirt.

Jiang Hu's voice seemed to be stuck in his throat, his eyes fell on the girl with an abnormal expression on her face, and turned away quickly as if she was frightened: "You...you called..."

Jiang Zixin suddenly stepped forward, and Jiang Hu subconsciously hid back a step, almost tripped by a small brick at the door. He grabbed Sheng Yao with one hand, Sheng Yao understood, his eyes left the camera, and tried to wander as he seemed at a loss and looked at Jiang Zixin and Jiang Hu.

I have to say that sometimes, acting is really a talent.

Jiang Zixin looked at the two young faces who looked trembling with a picky look, and asked, "Are you from the TV station?"

Jiang Hu nodded.

"There's just this courage from the TV station?"

Jiang Hu nodded foolishly again, Sheng Yao turned his head to look at him. Jiang Hu seemed to have reacted, shook his head quickly and said with a bitter face: "I... I am new, and they don't dare to come over, just bully me..."

Jiang Zixin sneered, still holding the girl in his hand, and slowly sat down: "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 of them stood there obediently, and no one spoke. Jiang Zixin became impatient: "Are you two reporters? Are you mute?"

- Damn, I'll make you a kidnapper and murderer proudly. I'll blow your head apart in a while - Sheng Yao twitched the corner of his mouth impatiently, glanced at the children curled up on the side as if they were so scared that they were silly, and gestured to Jiang Hu with his eyes. What should I do?
Chapter completed!