After leaving the interrogation room, Xia Qiyuan took Gao Bin back to the car.
"Have you found anything that holds any clues?"
Xia Qiyuan asked after closing the car door and turning on the shielding device.
Gao Bin squinted his eyes slightly tiredly, pinched his eyebrows and said, "Yes, although there is no trace of the 'disciple', there is a more important piece of information."
As soon as Xia Qiyuan heard this, he immediately took out his sticky notes and recording pen to prepare for recording.
This is a habit he inherited from his time as a detective.
"Yesterday at 10:43, there was a slight explosion in the building. I guessed that this should be the death time of the 'Blackwater' child. Then at 10:45, an orange-red fire appeared, and there was a huge
It is most likely that the disciples opened the gate of hell and took away the core of the black water body."
"The electronic clock at the construction site does not have seconds. If I count it silently, there should be an error of one to two seconds."
"Assuming that they ignored the time of the electronic clock and it was exactly ten twenty-three, then adding my countdown is two minutes and one hundred and twenty seconds. If the time of the electronic clock is twenty-three minutes and fifty
Nine seconds, after they turn around, it immediately becomes twenty-four minutes, that is sixty seconds."
Gao Bin expressed his speculation.
"Does that mean the disciple's teleportation ability requires sixty to one hundred and twenty seconds of preparation time... This is indeed a very important piece of information."
Xia Qiyuan calculated the time, and his frown finally relaxed, with a smile on his face.
"Perhaps they were cautious and did not open the gate of hell immediately. In fact, the disciples can open the gate of hell anytime and anywhere. Who can say for sure?"
Gao Bin had doubts about the credibility of this information.
After all, Xia Qiyuan is an experienced criminal policeman who has been working as a criminal police officer for more than ten years. He must have a set of methods to fool the above.
He didn't care about this: "Where does all this nonsense come from? Anyone who takes this kind of analysis seriously is a fool. It's been a week since I was sent here. I have to come up with something useful to give to the superiors to facilitate the assignment."
He used suspicious and vague words in the notes so that no one would risk their lives.
"What's the difference? No other team is as anxious as you..."
"It's not because you are here."
Xia Qiyuan replied without raising his head.
The Countermeasures Bureau is not like the Criminal Police Team.
In the criminal police team, the leader is usually kind and cheerful, but when he encounters a case, he becomes like a man-eating evil ghost who wants to let you eat, drink, and have sex in the detachment 24 hours a day to solve the problem.
If you are sleepy, there is enough tea and coffee. If you can't drink it to death, drink it to death.
If you want a result within three days, you must lock down the criminal suspect within three days, and you have to work hard to find it even if you don't sleep for three days.
But the Countermeasures Bureau is not dealing with ordinary criminals.
The strange powers are all kinds of strange, and if you are not careful, you will die.
Therefore, the rules of the Countermeasures Bureau are much more relaxed. As long as you are really doing practical things, the bosses will generally not make things difficult for you.
Except of course Gao Bin.
This bastard who loves fishing has long been familiar to the major leaders. Almost every few days, the superiors will ask about the progress and discuss the progress.
Therefore, even if it is a trivial guess, Xia Qiyuan will report it simultaneously.
Fortunately, Xia Qiyuan has worked in the criminal police team for so many years and has long been accustomed to his career of quickly advancing cases. Otherwise, Gao Bin would have been angry to death if he had changed his partner.
After the report email was sent, Xia Qiyuan rolled down the window, lit a cigarette and started puffing away while searching for information about the disciples in his mind.
Gao Bin, a non-smoker, rolled his eyes at him. After swallowing the gummy medicine in his mouth, he poured another one out of the bottle.
"Tsk, can't the mango flavor that I hate the most be made into watermelon flavor?"
Gao Bin chewed it with a look of disgust on his face. The cost of this gummy candy was tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of yuan. If you eat gold, that's an understatement.
Although it was not his own money, Gao Bin didn't feel bad at all, but if he spit it out, he would definitely be criticized by a lot of people.
"Eat it sparingly. The people in the laboratory call you the "gold-eating beast." Just that bottle of medicine alone requires many new enzymes. I don't want to go there just to decide whether it suits your taste.
ask for help."
Seeing Gao Bin's attitude of taking medicine as candy, Xia Qiyuan couldn't help but remind him.
Because of this matter, Lao Yue often kept nagging in his ears.
"I have shed blood for the Asian Federation, and I have made contributions to the Countermeasures Bureau. What's wrong with eating two candies? If you hadn't kept asking me to use my abilities, why would I have eaten this thing?"
Gao Bin obviously had resentment towards the group of people in the laboratory: "As soon as I regained my energy, I was sent to investigate the Apostles. I think they wanted me to die early."
Gao Bin's mental state has only recently returned to a safe zone.
In the past two days, I have had my intestines and stomach disemboweled, and I have been studied over and over again by the group of people in the laboratory.
After completing the research, he was sent to Qianhua City to find the ‘disciple’ of one of the world’s BOSSs.
How miserable is this for the fish monster?
"Don't talk nonsense. What other people have come to investigate is not sure whether it is a lie spun by the Thousand Faces Man."
Xia Qiyuan looked at Gao Bin with disgust: "If it weren't for the fact that you are the only one with the ability to investigate the Apostles in the Asian League, who would send a salted fish here?"
"Hey, that's too much."
Gao Bin wanted to refute, but thinking about what he had done, he couldn't find a place to refute, so he could only say a few symbolic words.
Xia Qiyuan smoked half a cigarette in one breath and stuffed the cigarette butt into the cigarette butt box in the car: "Okay, now comes the next step. Can you hold on?"
"You don't have to go if you can't hold it anymore?"
Gao Bin closed his eyes as if resigned to his fate and leaned on the passenger seat to take a nap.
"I can apply with the above, at least the matter of the super-sensory black water body can be postponed for a while."
Xia Qiyuan inserted the car key and started the car.
"Yes, yes, you apply, and then our boss feels that he can't make the decision, so he applies again. The superiors decided to first conduct a group discussion to confirm the impact of this matter.
After the confirmation, the laboratory still needed to sign and agree to delay the handover of the blackwater daughter. In the end, all departments agreed. It took two or three days to send the application form. After it was sent, it was sent back because the format of the application form was incorrect and rewritten.
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Gao Binsheng leaned back on his seat helplessly, looking away from the window.
Xia Qiyuan remained silent.
"Let's go. If you don't want to suffer this pain all at once now, why don't you have to wait until you get better and suffer again?"
Gao Bin urged.
"If you can't hold it any longer, just tell me. Given your importance, the higher-ups won't say anything if you occasionally act willfully."
After Xia Qiyuan finished speaking, he drove to the funeral parlor in Qianhua City.
"Come on, I don't believe it. If I go crazy, I won't be able to find such a perfect tool anymore."
After Gao Bin looked at the place with contempt as usual, he closed his eyes and remained motionless. He was mentally preparing for the next super-sensation.
After all, the sequelae caused by the strange supersensory experience a few years ago have only been eliminated recently.
Psyching out the weird is no different than playing Russian Roulette.
No one knows what the outcome will be next time.
Morgue.
Lying on a folding bed was a "corpse", to be precise, it was the outline of a human body that had been pieced together.
After these dark things were delivered to the funeral home, they were immediately taken over by relevant personnel. The forensic doctor only took a small piece for genetic testing to find out the identity of the deceased.