Ye City Police Station, Jiangbei Branch.
"An explosion occurred at Jiangbei Rong Bridge Sky Street, currently confird 131 injured, 45 dead, and the death toll is rising... According to insiders, this is an organized, preditated act of terrorism. The Ye City police have already arrested a suspect..."
"Bang!"
Yang Wanlong smashed the remote control to the ground, shattering it instantly.
"Investigate! Find out who leaked the data and case details to the dia!"
Yang Wanlong was furious, shouting at the officers in the eting room.
"Yang... Captain Yang, there are too many people with access, even if we want to investigate... there’s no clear starting point..."
"No starting point?" Yang Wanlong approached the officer, grabbed his collar, and yelled, "You look suspicious to ! Check the surveillance! Who made phone calls, sent ssages, get it all out! Selling case information like this? Once found, strip him and throw him in jail imdiately!"
As Yang Wanlong was fuming, the eting room door opened, and Lin Wan entered with two officers.
Upon entering, she imdiately caught Yang Wanlong’s attention, "How is it?"
"Not good." Lin Wan shook her head, "The suspect is stamring, their basic logic is unclear, it seems like... there might be ntal issues."
"So, she’s just a scapegoat?" Yang Wanlong clenched his fist and smashed it onto the table.
He knew the situation wasn’t that simple; creating an explosion in the center of Jiangbei District’s most luxurious shopping mall seed impossible for a middle-aged woman.
The woman had just been captured, and the police had already figured out her identity.
Cao Xiurong, female, 45 years old, a housemaid.
Could such a person plant a bomb in a mall center?
Even if the police believe it, the public announcent would not be convincing.
"Couldn’t get anything out... Is she really innocent?"
Yang Wanlong was unwilling, although this woman’s identity and background, education and knowledge could not possibly involve or understand bombs, yet she was caught at the scene with a detonator, and the remaining surveillance captured her abnormal behavior.
This woman must be related to the explosion case!
"Not entirely fruitless." At this mont, a young man entered the eting room.
"Lawyer He, what did you find?"
The visitor was He Yige. Coincidentally, when the incident occurred, he was on Rong Bridge Sky Street discussing matters with a client, also innocently implicated.
And he had almost witnessed the entire explosion event’s process, so the police specially appointed this lawyer as an advisor on this case.
"Take a look." He Yige took a note from his briefcase and handed it to Yang Wanlong.
Yang Wanlong took it, frowned, and imdiately widened his eyes, slamming the table, and shouted, "Damn it!"
The other officers quickly looked at the note, only to see five arrogant words: Two more to go.
There are still bombs...
This news quickly spread throughout the police station, escalating the already tense atmosphere, and the higher-ups issued a stern order, making it a priority to find and disarm the remaining two bombs before they detonate!
Yang Wanlong’s face turned as black as a pot’s bottom as he looked at He Yige and asked, "Lawyer He, where did you find this note?"
"On the suspect’s hairband, this note was tied as a bow decoration on it." He Yige quickly responded.
"Where’s Expert Xu? Isn’t she a psychology specialist? Let her try to break the suspect’s psychological defenses!"
"Expert Xu..." Lin Wan shook her head, "I’ve already tried contacting her, but there’s no signal, and we can’t locate her."
"Then threaten, intimidate! I’ll take responsibility if anything goes wrong! Nearly two hundred casualties from one bomb; if the other two go off, then everyone in this police station can resign with disgrace!"
"Officer Yang." He Yige suddenly spoke, seriously saying, "I’ve observed the suspect’s state, and her ntal condition indeed seems off, which isn’t sothing you can fake. Normal pressure tactics are unlikely to work, and if we push too hard, her condition might deteriorate further, to the point where she won’t even know who she is, and the case would be completely deadlocked. I suggest...consulting a psychiatric expert, which might offer so assistance."
Psychiatric hospital... Expert...
Whether intentional or not, these words instantly reminded all the officers of soone.
Soone who... had stayed in a psychiatric hospital for ten years; his insights... should count as expert knowledge, right?
Obviously, Yang Wanlong thought of him too.
He picked up his phone, a flash of hesitation in his mind. Actually... Yang Wanlong didn’t really want to involve him in this case, as recent cases had been increasingly bizarre and dangerous...
But thinking of the two bombs that could explode at any mont, Yang Wanlong had no other choice.
"Hello, Bai Yanliang..."
...
In the courtyard, Bai Yanliang hung up the phone.
He turned to look at Tang Guo, who was still playing with a cat, and said, "Hurry ho, take a good break during your vacation, and don’t wander around."
"Who is wandering, I’m here to beco your apprentice... but you won’t accept as your disciple..."
Tang Guo looked very aggrieved.
As Bai Yanliang was pondering how to send Tang Guo away, her phone rang again.
"Hello, Sister Lin, what’s up?"
"Ah? I’ll return to the team right away!"
Alright... now there’s no need to fret.
Bai Yanliang looked at Tang Guo, and she looked at him.
"Let’s go, ti to disarm the bomb."
"Okay!"
Tang Guo looked at Bai Yanliang with sparkling eyes; she admired most about Bai Yanliang was his eternally calm deanor.
It seed like... no matter how big the problem in front of him, he would quickly solve it.
This imnse sense of security and reliability made Tang Guo really want to beco Bai Yanliang’s disciple.
What she didn’t know was that Bai Yanliang’s calm speech was because he truly couldn’t get emotionally stirred by the cases he faced.
Using a term Tang Guo could understand, Bai Yanliang was... emotionally detached.
...
Soon, the two arrived at the police station.
Bai Yanliang was already a familiar face here, and even he didn’t expect he’d ever feel at ease walking through a police station.
The two pushed open the door to the eting room.
Yang Wanlong, without much small talk, handed the note directly to Bai Yanliang.
"We cannot let these two bombs go off."
Whenever facing Bai Yanliang, Yang Wanlong tried his best to restrain his emotions.
But this ti, Bai Yanliang could clearly hear his exhaustion.
Taking the note, Bai Yanliang glanced at it.
"Two more to go."
Five ordinary words, carrying a tone of mockery and taunt.
Bai Yanliang skimd through it, just about to put the note down.
Suddenly!
As if he rembered sothing, he tightened his grip, clutching the note in front of him, looking closely again.
This is... Yanren’s handwriting!
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