No trace of espionage

Li Shiqun questioned, but Lin Chuang ignored him.

Because Lin Chuang knew what he was going to ask.

Therefore, Lin Chuang said to himself: "Next, let's simulate the murder process. Director Wan, when we searched Wu Zhizhong's study just now, we found a lot of iron clips for holding files. Go and get eight of them."

Wan Lilang responded and went upstairs to get eight iron clips.

At this point, the chemical reaction of the baking soda and vinegar in the basin has ended, producing some white lumpy solids and water.

Lin Chuangming's little spy cleaned up the basin, put some soda flour, poured vinegar on it, and ordered someone to put a flour bag over the basin.

The violent reaction happened again, and soon, the face pockets swelled up.

Lin Chuang asked someone to fold the mouth of the bag, and then clamped it with four iron clips, and it turned out to be an air bag.

The chemical reaction in the basin was still going on, so Lin Chuang asked another small spy to come over, and made another airbag in the same way.

Seeing this, Li Shiqun shut up.

"There must be some people who still have doubts about how Wu Zhongcheng entered Building No. 3, right?" Lin Chuang looked around and asked.

Secret agents, big and small, all nodded silently.

Lin Chuang smiled confidently, and said: "There is a long rope in the utility room, hanging on the north wall, and a wooden box, Director Wan, please take it out."

Wan Lilang responded, and a small spy had already rushed to the utility room to take out the long rope and the wooden box.

The wooden box is solid wood, heavy and strong.

It took a special agent to move out alone.

The long rope has no dirt, and the surface of the box is also very clean.

Both Li Shiqun and Wan Lilang noticed this detail.

They immediately understood what Lin Chuang meant.

"Bring the long rope, wooden box and air bag, and follow me." After Lin Chuang finished speaking, he took the lead and walked into the building.

Li Shiqun, Wan Lilang and others followed, while the little spies followed closely behind with airbags, long ropes, and wooden boxes.

On the second floor, come to the east side of the corridor, the maintenance "wellhead" of the Wu family is here.

Lin Chuang pointed to the mouth of the well, and ordered two small spies: "One of you stands on the wooden box, and the other carries a long rope on your back, and takes a ladder to go up."

Two younger spies volunteered to set up a human ladder.

One carried a long rope, and the other squatted on a wooden box.

The person carrying the long rope stepped on the shoulder of the other, and the person below stood up together, while the person above just put his head into the mouth of the well, pressed his hands on the edge of the well, and grabbed it with all his strength.

The lower one handed the two airbags up first, the upper one slid down the rope, and the lower one tied two rope buckles, and stepped on it with hands and feet, and went up without much effort.

Seeing this, Lin Chuang and others quickly went downstairs to Building No. 3.

Two little spies were waiting at the mouth of the well in Building 3.

Lin Chuang said: "One of you waits on the top, and the other comes down with an airbag."

A spy came down the rope ladder as promised, and the person above threw the airbag down again.

Lin Chuang ordered people to close the bedroom door and windows, and ordered Mao Yiming: "You go in."

Mao Yiming was stunned.

He knew that going in was as a test object.

Knowing that his life was not in danger, Mao Yiming was unwilling to try him with his own body.

It is said that carbon dioxide is not poisonous, but it can suffocate people, who knows if it will cause problems.

So, he called a hand and ordered: "You go in."

The subordinate didn't dare to refute, and walked in with trembling calves.

"You go in too and lie on the bed." Lin Chuang stared at Mao Yiming and said.

"No need?" Mao Yiming said.

"Go in, you!" Lin Chuang kicked Mao Yiming in, and then closed the door.

Lin Chuang crouched in the crack of the door and looked in. Mao Yiming's face was livid with anger, but he didn't dare to take the door out, but turned around and kicked his hands: "Go in!"

His subordinates were kicked, not only did not feel depressed, but showed joy on their faces, and staggered towards the bedroom.

The sofa here is too close to the door, and the possibility of suffocation is much greater than in the bedroom, so he is happy.

Mao Yiming saw the expressions on his subordinates, after thinking for a while, he recalled it, and quickly called his subordinates: "Come here, lie down on the sofa."

The subordinate had no choice but to lie down on the sofa with a mournful face.

However, he was head inward.

Lin Chuang went to the window of the bedroom to observe again, and saw Mao Yiming lying on the bed where Tian Chuncai had died, holding his nose and holding his nose with great reluctance.

However, he also took a trick and turned his head inward.

As soon as Lin Chuang waved his hand, the spy took an airbag in his hand, aligned the mouth of the bag with the crack of the door, and carefully let go of a corner of the bag.

In order to avoid the loss of carbon dioxide, the secret agent put it very carefully and slowly squeezed the noodle pocket with his hands.

About 2 minutes, pocket deflated.

Lin Chuang went to the crack of the door to see that the spy on the sofa was motionless, and then went to the window to see that Mao Yiming was also motionless.

After waiting for a while, Lin Chuang felt that it was almost done, so he opened the door and went in.

The agent on the sofa was motionless.

"Ah!" Lin Chuang shouted into his ear.

The agent remained motionless.

He walked into the bedroom again and yelled again, but Mao Yiming didn't respond at all.

Seeing this, Li Shiqun and Wan Lilang were horrified: "The power of carbon dioxide is so great."

"Hurry up, take the man out." Li Shiqun was afraid that Lin Chuangzhen would kill Mao Yiming, so he hurriedly ordered.

"Don't worry, since we are a simulation, we must go through the whole set of procedures for unlocking and killing people." Lin Chuang said.

"Okay, Chief Lin, aren't you afraid of killing people?" Li Shiqun said angrily.

"If you kill people, you kill people. Mao Yiming is loyal to the country, just give him some compensation." Lin Chuang said indifferently with an indifferent look on his face.

"Officer Lin, we all believe it, don't try again, it's not good for people's lives, and it's not good for you, is it?" Wan Lilang reconciled in time.

"Well, I don't want Mao Yiming to die either. If he does something good or bad, it's as if I'm out to get revenge." Lin Chuang smacked his lips and said with a lot of meaning.

With a wave of Wan Lilang's hand, someone had already carried Mao Yiming and the little spy into the corridor.

The two didn't wake up for a while.

Lin Chuang said: "This is hypoxia. If the brain is hypoxic for a long time, it will cause brain cell necrosis. In mild cases, a stroke will paralyze you in bed, and in severe cases, you will be like a fool."

Li Shiqun and Wan Lilang were startled when they heard this.

Li Shiqun said in his heart: "The surname Lin is really poisonous. He only said it now. He also said that he would not intentionally retaliate. I believe you!"

Wan Lilang thought: "What imitation, Lin Ming has already planned to use it to mess with Mao Yiming. This person really can't be offended, it's too powerful."

"Okay, it seems that I won't be able to wake up for a while." Lin Chuang continued: "Don't wait, let's talk about the first floor. The space on the first floor is large, so if the same bag of carbon dioxide is put in, the effect will be much worse, so Liu Sancai fell asleep and was not life-threatening, and his brain was not damaged due to lack of oxygen."

Speaking of this, Lin Chuang looked at Wan Lilang: "Director Wan, do you want Liu San to try again?"

"No, no, don't, don't. Chief Lin, I'm convinced, I'm humbled." Wan Lilang shook his head like a rattle, and quickly refused.

He was not willing to let his cronies take risks.