After leaving Chen Jie's residence, Zhan Zhao sat in the passenger seat and began to ponder, as if he had something to do.

"What's wrong, Mao'er, he's a bit of a clever idea." Bai Yutang started the car, "This time it's a big gain, so be happy."

Zhan Zhao looked at him, turned around and whispered: "Xiaobai, actually just ask Jiejie where 2-12-11 is."

Bai Yutang nodded, "But there is probably a difficulty in interrogating him. He is crazy, and I don't know whether it is true or false."

"There is a way to make him just tell the truth." Zhan Zhao glanced at Bai Yutang next to him again.

Bai Yutang was silent for a while and sighed: "Maoer, do you want to hypnotize him?"

Zhan Zhao nodded and added: "It's very simple, it's fine in a while."

"No." Bai Yutang shook his head, "You can't use hypnosis during interrogation, you can't make evidence, and if you know, you will be in trouble."

"Just ask him where he is on 2-12-11." Zhan Zhao muttered, "Who will know if you don't tell me."

Bai Yutang was a little hesitant.

"Just ten minutes!" Zhan Zhao promised Bai Yutang, "You can know where 2-12-11 is in ten minutes! This person is so dangerous, so staying for more than one day."

Bai Yutang sighed and looked at him helplessly: "Just ten minutes!"

"Yes!" Zhan Zhao nodded confidently, "Pack to me!"

When he returned to the police station, Bai Yutang arranged Jiejie in the interrogation room and fixed it. Because Zhan Zhao asked not to watch, he had to wait outside the door.

Ten minutes have never been that long. Bai Yutang was careful and installed an alarm on Jiejie's fixture. As long as the fixture moves slightly, the alarm will sound, and he will rush in within three seconds.

Just as he was anxious, he saw Wang Chao rushing over with a dark face, "Boss, something happened!"

Bai Yutang felt his eyelids twitching. Why did he have so many things happening recently? "What's wrong?"

"Lan Chenglin ran away!"

"...what?" Bai Yutang frowned, looking incredible.

"Damn!" Zhao Hu, who was standing beside him, kicked a stool away with anger. "Tabo ran away when he was caught, and now Lan Chenglin ran away too. They all see people as vegetarians?!"

Ma Han was also a little discouraged, "I really don't understand why we tried our best to arrest people!"

"What are you shouting?" Bao Zheng's voice came from afar, and he saw him walking to everyone. His already dark face turned a little darker. "The three prison guards all died in the line of duty, and they are not desperate enough?"

Everyone was speechless and sighed.

"Where is Zhan Zhao?" Bao Zheng looked at everyone, his eyes fell on Bai Yutang, "What are you doing outside the interrogation room?"

Bai Yutang was speechless and wanted to find an excuse to make excuses, but he saw Bao Zheng frowning, "He is interrogating the prisoner?"

"Uh..." Bai Yutang hesitated.

"You are the policeman, he is a psychologist, consultant, how can you ask the prisoner alone..." Speaking of this, Bao Zheng suddenly stopped and stared at Bai Yutang's eyes, "He is hypnotizing?"

"No." Bai Yutang denied it without thinking.

"...Okay!" Bao Zheng didn't say much, and raised his hand and wanted to open the door and go in. Before his hand touched the door handle, the door was opened from the inside. Zhan Zhao rushed out and almost ran into Bao Zheng.

"Uh... I'll book the game." Zhan Zhao said hello with a smile without any panic on his face.

"Are you hypnotizing the prisoner?" Bao Zheng asked directly.

"No." Zhan Zhao did not think.

Bao Zheng was so angry, "Then why are you doing inside alone?"

Zhan Zhao and Bai Yutang spoke in unison, "Heart talk."

The other members of S.C.I. around them couldn't help but want to laugh.

Bao Zheng took a deep breath and nodded, "Okay, what's the result?"

"There is a major discovery!" Zhan Zhao replied to Bao Zheng, but his eyes were looking at Bai Yutang. "According to the prisoner's confession, he hid in a villa in the southern suburbs of the city on 2-12-11, and even Taber was there."

"Bao Bureau." Bai Yutang turned to look at Bao Zheng, "I want to apply for commando assistance!"

Bao Zheng was speechless and nodded, "Okay, I'll sign and approve it. I'll set off in ten minutes, but be careful, bring a heat sensor and a police dog, and keep the other person's words!"

"Yes!" Bai Yutang and Zhan Zhao watched Bao Zheng leave together, and did not forget to wave, "Director walks slowly."

Bao Zheng shook his head in anger, and his back to everyone's faces showed a sincere smile.

Everyone began to prepare. This time, it was estimated that the opponent's firepower should be very strong. Everyone was wearing bulletproof vests and was fully armed.

Zhan Zhao also wanted to get a bulletproof vest, but Bai Yutang grabbed it and pulled it aside, "You are not allowed to go!"

"Why?" Zhan Zhao glared, "You promised to take me with you when you go out!"

Bai Yutang was also a little embarrassed, but he still shook his head fiercely, "This time is different from the past. It's an assault. You have not received professional training. It's too dangerous to go like this!"

Zhan Zhao gritted his teeth and looked unhappy, "I can take care of myself!"

Bai Yutang took a deep breath, "Mao, I will be distracted!"

"What..." Zhan Zhao was puzzled.

"I can't concentrate at all when I think you may be in danger." Bai Yutang said calmly, "If I don't concentrate, it may kill my brothers, but if you have any mistakes, how can I survive?"

Zhan Zhao lowered his head and said nothing. When did this dead mouse learn the truth and speaks love words?

"Be good, you're here to wait for me to come back safely!" Bai Yutang reached out to pinch Zhan Zhao's chin, "Go home to cook for you, huh?"

"Boss, hurry up!" In the distance, Ma Han poked his head out and shouted, "Everything is ready!"

Bai Yutang nodded and signaled Ma Han and the others to get in the car and wait for him.

"Be careful." Zhan Zhao whispered, "Tab is an old man, remember not to force himself, and it may be a trap."

Bai Yutang nodded, leaned over and kissed Zhan Zhao on the forehead, turned around and quickly went downstairs, met everyone, got in the car and drove towards the destination.

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In the empty office, only Jiang Ping and Zhan Zhao were left.

Seeing Zhan Zhao sitting on the sofa with a worried pillow in his arms, Jiang Ping left the computer and walked over and asked, "I'll go to the cafeteria to get some drinks. Do you want Dr. Zhan?"

Zhan Zhao shook his head.

Jiang Ping nodded and left.

In the huge office, only Zhan Zhao was left, turning the ring on his middle finger boredly. Zhan Zhao sighed softly and looked at the watch every five minutes. His good calculation ability made him involuntarily calculate the speed of the car. The time he had passed, where he had already driven, how far away from the target, and his heart was hanging down.

Bao Zheng, who passed by the door, shook his head as Zhan Zhao was in dismay. This expression seemed familiar.

When I walked back to the office, I saw Luoyang dazed on the sofa, holding a small mobile phone in my hand, which was a very cute style.

"The cell phone is cute." Bao Zheng walked over and sat next to him.

"Uncle Wei gave it to me on my birthday." Luoyang smiled bitterly, "It's a pity that Uncle Wei is so good, he still dies."

Bao Zheng didn't say anything, looking at the sadness on the child's face that should not belong to him, he reached out and touched his head, and asked, "Do you like Uncle Zhan and Uncle Bai?"

"Yeah!" Luoyang soon saw a smile on his face, nodded vigorously, and said shyly, "When I was with Uncle Zhan, I felt warm all over, as if the weather would be better; Uncle Bai felt very safe by his side, as if nothing in this world is terrible, so both Yangyang liked it very much."

"You Uncle Zhan is in the office." Bao Zheng saw Yang Yang's face showing joy, "Go and accompany him."

"Okay!" Yang Yang stood up, said politely, "Goodbye Uncle Bao." Then he ran away.

Bao Zheng was stunned for a while, reached out and touched his chin, and said to himself, "Uncle? Is that youngest..."

Luoyang ran to the door of S.C.I., and just as he was about to go in, the cell phone in his pocket suddenly rang. Luoyang was stunned. Those who knew that his mobile phone number were the uncles who had taken care of him before... He was a little hesitant. Luoyang took a few steps back and did not enter the office. He ran into the corner stairwell and took out his cell phone - the caller ID was a word "dong". Luoyang knew that it was Uncle Dong and had been taking care of him before, so he answered the phone.

"Yangyang?" The voice of a kind middle-aged man came from the other end, but there seemed to be a hint of tremolo in his words.

"Uncle Dong." Luoyang replied, "How are you, recently?"

"..." The other end was silent for a while, as if he had sniffed, and said, "We are in the cemetery, today is Brother Yong's funeral."

Luoyang finally said "um" softly, but his eyes were red.

"Brother Yong loved you so much during his lifetime, treating you like his own son. Come and see him for the last time." As he said that, his voice choked up.

Luoyang was silent for a while, took a deep breath, and nodded: "Well! I'll come now." After that, he hung up the phone, turned around and went downstairs carefully.

After leaving the police station, Luoyang knew that Bai Yutang and Zhan Zhao would definitely be angry when they sneaked out like this. However, after all, Weiyong was a person who was really good to him. If he didn't even attend his funeral, he would be too heartless. Luo Wen told him since he was a child that he could have nothing in life, but he could not be heartless.

Just as he was thinking, a white gold cup drove away not far away, and quietly stopped behind Luoyang. Before Luoyang could react, the car door behind him opened, something stabbed his neck, and then he felt a stinging pain throughout his body, his eyes turned black, and he lost consciousness...

Fifteen minutes have passed. Zhan Zhao looked at his watch. Bai Yutang and the others should have arrived. At this time, the phone rang and picked it up and saw that the text message was sent by Luoyang's mobile phone.

Zhan Zhao clicked on it and saw two rows of pinyin. Yangyang didn’t write too many Chinese characters, so he always used pinyin for text messages. Zhan Zhao spelled it for a while and found that it was written - I went to the cemetery, and today was Uncle Wei’s funeral.

Huo Di stood up. Zhan Zhao's first reaction was to rush downstairs and look around and see that there was no Luoyang figure. He quickly called Bai Yutang while stopping for taxi. However, the phone was not connected, so he realized that Bai Yutang must have shut down his phone when he went to the assault.

A taxi slowly stopped in front of him. Zhan Zhao opened the car door and sat in. No matter how he thought about it, he felt something strange. He said "Go to the cemetery" and quickly wanted to call Bao Zheng and asked him to cancel the operation. Before the phone could be called, the driver suddenly sneered.

Zhan Zhao felt the laughter was a little familiar. He raised his head and saw the driver turn around and smile at him - Lan Chenglin!

I saw Lan Chenglin covering his mouth and nose with one hand, holding a bottle of spray in the other hand, pressing down...

The violent smell of anesthetic made Zhan Zhao lose the ability to resist instantly. Before his consciousness gradually disappeared, the only thing he thought of was that Bai Yutang's trip this time might be a trap. Fortunately, he brought a heat sensor and a police dog...

Seeing Zhan Zhao lying softly in the back seat, Lan Chenglin started the car and drove away with satisfaction. He was a little proud now, thinking that this time it was really unaware of it, but he didn't know that it would be a book...

Zhao Zhen went abroad for a performance a while ago. He just came back this morning and brought some gifts to Bai Chi. He wanted to see the little thing soon, so he drove his big jeep to the police station.
To be continued...