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When Liang San and Meng Chang returned to the office, Zeng Yue had already gone back. As soon as Meng Chang entered the door and saw the paper cups on the low table that had not been cleared away, he asked, "Has anyone been here?"

Wind Shasha was banging on something in front of the computer, and replied without raising her head: "Well, big shot, how are you going to find that Xiao Yiqian?"

"I got some new clues, who is it?" Liang San asked.

Windsor turned the notebook around and handed it to them, "Look, Jin Mei's ex-boyfriend."

"Zeng Yue?!"

Unexpectedly, before they could find it, the person concerned had already come to the door on his own initiative, which surprised them all.

According to Zeng Yue himself, it was because he heard from Jin Mei's parents that the police were still looking for information about Jin Mei's suicide, so he took the initiative to find this place according to the address that Brother Chen had left for Jin Mei's parents.

"What did he say after he came?" Liang San asked, picking up the cold cup of tea on the low table.

"That..." Wind Shasha took out the recording pen, "Although I recorded the audio, I'm not good at asking questions. Brother Chen and you are not here, so the content seems to be..."

Zeng Yue didn't stay for long, and after he left, Wind Shasha wanted to sort out their conversation records, only to find that apart from the fact that the other party was a student from the Drama Academy and Jin Mei's ex-boyfriend named Zeng Yue, there was no substantive relationship between them. There wasn't much content at all, but she herself was caught up in a lot of things, even Liang San and Meng Chang went to find Xiao Yiqian and so on.

Listening to the recording of the conversation between the two, Meng Chang's rare expression gradually became serious. This kind of technique... seems familiar.

Liang San also sensed that something was wrong, "Why are you talking about it? You're still talking about it in such detail, so I almost entrusted Lao Dier to someone else."

Wen Shasha's face turned red, and her tone was a little anxious, "How do I know! It's like I've been cursed, I just said what he asked me to say..."

In fact, if it weren't for the recording, she would not be able to remember the memory of the period just now. She only remembers pressing the switch of the recording pen in her pocket and serving tea to the guests, and the rest of the content is blurred It's blurry, like a night dream remembered in the morning, about to be forgotten soon.

"No matter how good he is, he's still just a student. You're almost thirty, and you can still be called such a stereotype..." Liang San laughed at Wind Shasha's words and stopped after seeing Meng Chang's face sitting on the side. He put away his smile and asked, "What’s wrong with you?"

Meng Chang looked up at him, with some horror in his eyes, "It's...it's them."

Liang San drove the car into the parking lot of the community, and Meng Chang seemed to have fallen asleep in the co-pilot with his eyes closed.

Surprisingly, he doesn't hate this feeling. A person who can fall asleep in your co-pilot is equivalent to him trusting you to the point where he can give his life to you. It's heartwarming to think so.

He reached out to help Meng Chang unbuckle his seat belt, only a slight noise woke Meng Chang up, rubbed his eyes and asked, "Are you here?"

Liang San nodded, stretched out his hand to wrap the corner of the scarf that was drooping around his neck, and then stretched out his hand to open Meng Chang's car door.

"I've been lethargic lately..." Meng Chang muttered.

It was still very cold at night, because it had gotten warmer recently, so he wore thinner clothes, and subconsciously flinched when he got out of the car.

The two got on the elevator, and when they reached the first floor, a woman with a child came in. Seeing them inside, she greeted them, "Mr. Liang, are you back? Have you had dinner yet?"

"Not yet, did you just pick up Yuanyuan from school?" Liang San greeted naturally.

The mother and daughter live upstairs. The little girl's nickname is Yuanyuan, and she just turned five years old this year.Yuanyuan held their family's golden retriever, Wangcai, with one hand. This dog liked Meng Chang very much, and kept pounced on him, so Meng Chang patted its head soothingly.

"That's right," Yuanyuan's mother rummaged through the recycle bag she was carrying, and took out two Chinese cabbages. "This is for you to eat. It was sent by her grandfather from the countryside. It's all natural and has no chemical fertilizers. It's delicious!"

Meng Chang quickly took it and thanked him repeatedly.

It just so happened that the elevator arrived at this time, and the two said goodbye to Yuanyuan's mother and daughter, and one of them entered the door holding a cabbage.

Turning on the light, the decoration at the entrance showed the shadows of two people, and Meng Chang couldn't help but burst out laughing when he saw it.

Liang San asked strangely: "What's wrong?"

"It's nothing." Meng Chang covered his mouth and said, but his eyes were still smiling.

Liang San looked at him laughing and laughed himself inexplicably, "What's the matter?"

Meng Chang took the cabbage from his hand and walked to the kitchen, "Well, let's eat cabbage today~"

Liang San still didn't understand, but seeing Meng Chang laughing foolishly, the vague uneasiness in his heart was still reduced a lot.

During the day, Meng Chang understood what the other party was afraid of with just one sentence.

That day they received an urgent task, saying that they arranged for our special police who were lurking inside a certain cult organization to accidentally expose their identities due to a leak in a certain link. Destroy enemy dens.

Liang San and Dong Songbai got out of the armored vehicle, and what appeared in front of them was not an abandoned factory or a dilapidated residential building that looked like a place where cult members gathered, but a group of villas.

This place is far away from the urban area, surrounded by green trees and fresh air. No matter how it looks like, it is a high-end residential area where rich people gather. What about places where legal principles are ignored?

This makes the snow-white buildings look creepy, like mausoleums.

Dong Songbai, who was beside him, lifted the brim of his hat and said, "This... is just a hard way."

Liang San nodded.

Before they could hesitate, the team that had outflanked them from other directions had already come to join them, and the characters in their team were going in to rescue the hostages.

Through the goggles, Liang San took another look at the photo of the undercover officer that he brought from his boss.

This is a photo of life, the background is like a school library, the protagonist is wearing a plain light-colored shirt, standing slightly leaning on the table.It can be seen that the figure is not tall, and it can even be said to be a little thin. The smile on the face is very shallow, as if it is about to melt into the skylight shining from the side.

When I got it, my boss said that it was a photo of him five or six years ago, and his appearance may have changed a lot now, but to rescue the hostage is to find the kidnapped person, so it shouldn't be so careful.

But he still looked a few more times as if confirming.

Most of the houses are cult members controlled by thoughts, and their combat effectiveness is not strong, but a few of them can still hold guns.In such a place with relatively strict control in the interior, being able to obtain such a number of guns shows how far their power has expanded.

Finally, a believer was found to inquire about the room specially used for punishment in the corner of the second floor. When Liang San rushed over, there was no one guarding him. He seemed to think that it was locked tightly, so there was no problem. He could see the room through the hole in the door. A man is bound to a chair.

That's him!This strong feeling suddenly came to Liang San's heart.

However, the door lock was unlocked with a gun, and the sound of several people rushing in failed to disturb the man on the chair. He was like a sculpture fixed in place by mud and water, isolated from the surrounding time.

……do you died?

Liang San raised the chin of the man in front of him with the muzzle of the gun, and the other party's eyes made him confirm it.

Ah, it's okay, it's good to be alive.

Compared with ordinary terrorist organizations, places like cults are more good at psychological warfare, especially where Meng Chang went.

Their so-called "leader" is extremely good at talking and spying on people's hearts. He can completely control the other party with just a few words and a few eyes, almost hypnotic. The believers call it magic.

He will also choose those who he thinks are qualified among the believers, teach them this kind of psychological tactics, and let them carry forward their sect, and he will stay at the top of the pyramid and enjoy the tribute from all parties.

When Meng Chang sneaked in, he was regarded as a "person with excellent qualifications".

Emotional, very sensitive, gentle personality, good at listening, strong endurance, and has never done evil things.The authorities forged the identity of an ordinary civil servant for him, and successfully allowed him to get in touch with a certain figure in the core class of the cult.

Unexpectedly, this task was five years from the beginning.

It was so long that the immediate boss who persuaded him to go undercover began to think that it was too long, but the enemy was too cunning, and he missed several opportunities to succeed.

Meng Chang is an excellent graduate of the police academy, and his professional grades in criminal psychology are excellent, but in such a long-term latent life, his will gradually began to be destroyed, not by others, but by himself.

He began to doubt himself, and sometimes he forgot his name "Meng Chang". The reality in front of him and the reality in his mind were confused with each other, and two souls were injected into one body. Under such high-intensity mental pressure, Both body and spirit seemed to explode.

So after being rescued he suffered from severe PTSD.This disease does not heal so quickly like a physical pain. Today, after so many years, he still has some symptoms occasionally.Although the relapse is not so serious, Liang San still feels as if his heart is pulled every time he sees him in distress.

After hearing the conversation between Wind Shasha and the person named Zeng Yue, Meng Chang realized immediately almost like a conditioned reflex—that familiar technique, a hypnotic "magic technique"...

That's them, here they are again.

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