160 Director Ling's Obsession, Ask for a Monthly Pass)
"SIR, why did you come back after just one look over there?"
"You'll know why later." Feilun glanced at the resident with a half-smile, "I'll lend you your phone."
"No problem, please use it!" The resident handed over the cordless phone and looked at Fearon suspiciously.
Fearon called the main station and reported his police officer number and identification code: "Please immediately send bomb disposal experts to Director Ling Shu's home on the 10th floor of Zhongzhao Pavilion. There are items suspected of being bombs here." The operator at the main station
Nothing should be done to oneself.
However, the resident next to him felt a little weak in the legs and said tremblingly: "Ah, ah, SIR, you, you said there was a bomb next door?"
"That's right, otherwise I would have gone in just now." Fearon shrugged, "Don't worry, bomb disposal experts will be here soon, and the hidden dangers will be eliminated soon. You have to trust our police..."
Everyone has a rebellious mentality, and this resident was no exception. While nodding and dealing with Feren, he ran to the back room to call his wife who was still sleeping like a dead pig (taking a lunch break).
After a while, the couple packed up the gold and silver items faster than an emergency gathering, turned them into two small bundles, and came out of the back room as if they were fleeing.
Feilun pretended not to understand and asked: "What are you..."
The resident's lies came out casually: "My father-in-law had a heart attack and was admitted to the hospital. We were planning to visit him."
"What about your house? I think my colleagues and I will have to borrow your place temporarily?"
"Borrow, borrow, borrow whatever you want! Anyway, we only have a short while..." The resident wanted to continue, but was slapped by his wife.
"But how can my colleagues and I just come in without anyone at your house?" Fearon said jokingly.
"It's okay, it's okay... aren't you the police?" After saying this, the couple ran away without waiting for Ferran to say anything else.
Feilun sighed: "Hey, what if we really meet someone pretending to be a policeman?" Then he took out the cell phone that had been calling, and Bing'er's voice was heard on it: "Uncle, can we go up?
?Uncle, can we go up?"
"Not yet, let your mother talk to me!" Feilun said.
"Alan, what's wrong with my family?"
Hearing Ling Shu's voice, Feilun immediately briefly explained the situation, and finally said: "You and Bing'er had better go downstairs immediately and find a safe place to stay. I guess if the bombs in your house explode,
, the whole building should be brought to the world..." At this point, his words stopped abruptly.
"What is it?" Ling Shu asked suspiciously.
Fearon was sweating furiously. He originally wanted to say that he should be like a bear like the World Trade Center, but when he said it, he realized that he must not say it nonsense, at least not before the September 11th incident, because Washington's
The anger is not something he can bear at the moment.
It has to be said that a country, especially a big country like China, the United States and Russia, will not pay attention to how much money a person usually earns, or how many people he has cheated, because compared with the entire country, the energy of one person is
No matter how big it is, it is still small.
However, the ability of a country, especially a big country, is that once it pays attention to a person, it can record that person's past, any relatives and friends, what he eats every day, where he lives, and what color underwear he wears.
Get to the bottom of it. In short, the state generally does not pay attention to someone easily, but once it is targeted, it is impossible for that person to escape the surveillance of the state machinery.
Therefore, don’t think that the state machinery cannot hear some words, especially sensitive words, it just doesn’t want to be heard. For people like Phelan, it is necessary to be cautious in certain wordings.
"I mean, the whole building should be similar to those old buildings in the city that are being demolished with directional blasting."
Ling Shu became anxious upon hearing this: "Then I'll be up right away."
"What are you doing here? Hey, hey..."
After a while, Ling Shu took Bing'er to the corridor outside: "Alan, where are you?"
"Here it is, here it is!"
After the two women came over, Feilun folded his arms and muttered: "Ling Shu, even if you want to come here to seek death, don't bring Bing'er with you!" These words were quite serious, and Ling Shu looked ashamed.
Fearon asked again: "By the way, what do you want to do here?"
"You care about me?" Ling Shu obviously didn't want to answer this question.
When Bing'er heard Ling Shu's words, she curled her lips and said, "I know, Mommy must want to get back Dad's photo album!"
"You..." Ling Shue glared at Bing'er, raised his hand and waved it down suddenly. Feilun's eyes flashed, and he suddenly crossed the distance of several meters, grabbed Bing'er and almost slapped Bing'er's child.
With a bare hand on his face, he yelled: "Ling Shu, Tong Yan Wuji, what are you doing?"
Bing'er pursed her lips and stared at Ling Shu's hand held by Fei Lun. There was not only grievance but also hatred in her eyes.
Ling Shu was also stunned, a little at a loss for a moment.
Feilun shook off Ling Shu's hand, went over to hug Bing'er, and comforted: "Oh~ Bing'er, be good, everyone has a bad temper sometimes, just like when you scratched your classmates until their faces were stained,
Your mommy was in a bad temper just now, and when she calms down, she will naturally be nice to you!"
Bing'er turned her head and deliberately did not look at Ling Shu, and said in a cooing voice: "Uncle, you are talking nonsense, how come you have never been angry with Bing'er?"
It's really hard for Feren to answer this question. You can't say that he is pretending to be amiable! In fact, this is really the case. Because the time we get together is short, Feren can still pretend, but if the time goes by, his
The fangs may be exposed.
"Uncle, why don't you speak?"
Feilun smiled bitterly and said, "What can I say? Okay, okay, Bing'er, be good and stop losing your temper. I have some business to discuss with your mother, okay?"
"Well, I listen to uncle." After saying that, Bing'er buried her head on the back of Feilun's neck, which made Feilun secretly cover the parts that Bing'er's mouth (teeth) could touch with Wusha Xuanjin.
gas.
At this time, Ling Shu had almost come to his senses and wanted to come over and hug Bing'er back, but was stopped by Feilun's eyes.
"Ling Shu, the target of the murderer is now obvious, and it should be you without a doubt! However, he is not targeting you personally, but more to break your will." Feilun said eloquently, "I didn't figure it out before.
Why don't you replace that crappy car, now
Thinking about it, that car should be a gift from your late husband, or a memorable thing bought by the two of you. This can also explain the timing device. The purpose of the murderer is very simple. If you don't die in the car,
On, the bomb will also destroy your car!"
After a pause, Feilun continued: "It can be inferred from this that this murderer should be very aware of your feelings for your late husband. Think about it, is there such a person? He is familiar with you and your late husband, and is also proficient in bomb making.
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Ling Shu heard this and her delicate body trembled wildly.
"It seems that you already have the answer in your mind!" Ferran said lightly, "If you don't want to say it, then don't say it, but I think it is better to leave the bomb in your house to the bomb disposal expert and wait for the bomb disposal team.
As soon as your colleagues arrive, I will accompany you and Binger to a safe place."
"No -" Ling Shu suddenly screamed and cried, as if he hadn't cried for many years. Tears welled up in a fountain and he couldn't stop. He choked and said: "I, I must, get that photo album back, because
That's the only memory I have of Bing'er's father!!" As she said that, a trace of determination flashed in her eyes, and she rushed out the door regardless.
Feilun suddenly stepped forward to stop Ling Shu, preventing her from tearing and struggling, and even took her trembling body into his arms: "Ling Shu, my chief, please calm down, okay? If you don't care,
He went there regardless, what should Bing'er do?"
Hearing these words, Bing'er, who had been sulking at Ling Shu, burst out crying, but she didn't even look at Ling Shu.
Ling Shu was also saddened by this, lying on Feilun's shoulder and crying loudly. People who don't know the cause and effect will most likely mistakenly think that Feilun has done something to Ling Shu. Ling Dachou is bringing his daughter to recognize his father at the moment!
At first, Feilun just let the mother and daughter cry. After a while, he got tired of hearing it and finally couldn't help but intervene: "Hey, it'll be over after crying for a while. Don't go on endlessly. I dare to love this horse for free."
Right? How about I cry with you for a while?"
Unexpectedly, as soon as these words came out, Ling Shu and Bing'er slapped Feilun's left and right shoulders vigorously, and Bing'er even shouted: "Uncle Fei is a bad guy! You don't even want people to cry properly when you cry, you have to make them laugh!"
By the time I finished speaking, I was already giggling out loud.
"Okay, okay!" Feilun continued, "My shoulder is made of wood, and it only takes two hits. If I bump your hands, I can't afford to pay for it!"
Ling Shu hit Feilun hard again and said angrily: "You still can't afford to pay? The money in your bank..."
Feilun kindly reminded: "Hey, hey, pay attention to your words, otherwise Wilson will sue you, which is none of my business!" Ling Shu was slightly stunned, came to his senses, patted him again, and then left his arms.
Seeing that Ling Shu was not as excited as before, Feilun took the opportunity to inquire: "Ling Dachu, can you reveal the murderer in your mind?"
Ling Shu glared at him and said: "If you can help me get the album back, I will tell you, otherwise you can check it slowly!"
"Aren't you?" Feilun asked subconsciously, then his eyes turned cold and he said indifferently: "Get the album back? Hum, it's none of my business! Anyway, this case is not my investigation, so forget it if you don't tell me.
."
"you……"
"What am I? I will help you raise Bing'er for the rest of her life. After Bing'er and I go downstairs, you can go over and try to open the door and get the photo album back. No one will stop you again!" After saying that, Feilun hugged her.
Bing'er, who was peeking at Ling Shu, went to the elevator.
Ling Shu chased after him and shouted: "Feilun, you bastard..."
Feilun was still in the mood to talk back to her: "No matter how bad I am, I can't be better than you being a rotten egg! NO, if you really burst into your house, you won't even be a rotten egg, at most you will be a piece of rotten egg paste."
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The two of them were arguing in tandem, and as soon as they turned a corner, they met their colleagues from the bomb disposal team who had climbed up the stairs. Two of them were holding a security guard who didn't know who they were, not the building manager. (
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