genius psychologist

Chapter 272 [Give you an award? 】

A clatter.

The sound of the waves was surging, and one wave after another rushed to the surface of the sea.

"Would anyone jump into it even though they knew it was a pit?"

Everyone gathered together, and on their desktop was a hand-drawn map, which was the Black House on the invitation.

A traditional style museum temple in Thailand.

In fact, this museum is not as scary as imagined, but the meaning of the exhibits inside is closer to death.

"But the key is, can you hold back?"

However, Chen Dong shook his head with a complicated expression: "This person wants to use some method to commemorate the accidental death more than ten years ago."

"This is not a trap in the traditional sense, it's more like a ritual."

Everyone was stunned.

"ceremony?"

Fang Wentao turned into a reasoning detective in an instant. He analyzed: "According to the usual situation analysis, the criminals' hearts are extremely distorted, and they are deeply concerned about the events of the year, so they choose to invite everyone to a place similar to that day."

"Even the exact same location, and then uncover the truth of the year, and finally commit the crime."

Li Laosan asked a little confused: "But aren't they all still alive?"

Lu Yinhong: "Being alive doesn't mean everything is going well. It may be disabled, or it may kill other people."

Staring at the map, Chen Dong slowly said: "The letter my father wrote to the Mo family is mainly to hope that the Song family who are good at disguise can survive."

"And you have to hide it from everyone, what does that mean?"

Dong Ergou took the topic very naturally and said: "It means that at that time, they had already begun to suspect each other, and they could not fully trust the people in the organization!"

"According to the dictation of the magic thief Zhong Xujie, he said that after the Mo family stabbed Mr. Song, he suffered revenge from the other family and died."

"It's actually an act of self-preservation. Obviously, the old man of the Mo family doesn't want to participate in the follow-up actions, so he disappeared privately under the pretext of death."

"This just reflects that people were already scattered at that time, and each was looking for a way out."

"Obviously they chose to resist at that time. There is still a blank incident hidden in the middle that we don't know. Otherwise, if they planned to fake death from the beginning, the behavior of Song Mo's family would appear meaningless."

Lu Yinhong was playing with the lighter in his hand, and he concluded: "That is to say, something happened in the middle, which led them to choose a method similar to the death of Song Mo's family to hide the truth."

Only then did Dong Ergou speak with certainty: "Yes, I have a recording of the conversation from that year in my hand. They were desperate, and finally chose to fight the enemy to the end, and the entire army might be wiped out."

"At this time, the Song family didn't want to lose their lives in vain, so they chose to leave."

"That's why there will be a follow-up. Mr. Chen's private letter promised to let the Song family get out of the organization and save their lives. The price is to take care of everyone's children and grandchildren."

Chen Dong sat down tiredly, and said slowly: "The letter mentioned that night has come, it should be an allusion to the enemy, or the situation is dark."

"Now this sentence is also quoted in the invitation letter sent by the traitor."

"It is enough to explain the origin of all grievances, right here."

……

The more serious atmosphere at this moment is everyone represented behind the dozen or so computers in the conference room.

After the black invitation letter was delivered, everyone unanimously chose to hold a video conference.

A dark conference room with dim lights.

There are more than a dozen video images on the huge projection screen, and everyone has serious and slightly angry expressions.

All received the black invitation letter.

This is blatant provocation.

At this time, even those who don't say much can't help but speak.

"I'm the first to express my opinion. I won't go to the appointment, or even send someone to take a look. I just want to see what this guy is capable of!"

The person who spoke was the old man of the Zhong family who was already a little old.

40.00% of the body's skin was burned because of a magic accidental failure, and the shocking burn marks on the neck can still be seen to this day.

Dong Xu looked at these people with a steady voice, and then said, "I have a suggestion."

"Why don't you come out and meet up, on the 27th."

Splinterly.

Everyone showed a cautious look and began to think seriously about this proposal.

The Qin family glanced at Dong Xu solemnly, and then echoed: "Since we know it's a trap, there's really no need to go to the appointment."

"But I'm afraid it's a bit embarrassing to meet you, old Dong, are you sure?"

The old man of the Fang family next to him retorted decisively: "Impossible, the traitors have not been found out for a day, and if they get together, they will die."

Everyone nodded.

It's not that they are greedy for life and afraid of death. It's not terrible to die in the hands of the enemy.

The scary thing is that you don't know when you will be stabbed by someone you know, which is something they will never accept.

At this time, Liang Chaohua finally spoke.

He cleared his throat with a "cough cough", and then explained: "It's also my idea to let everyone meet."

He watched the changes in everyone's expressions very seriously, and then said: "The matter has reached this point, and there is no longer any delay."

"I would like to ask everyone to go to Bangkok, and then I will personally pick up Lao Chen's child."

As soon as the words came out, everyone showed a look of surprise.

They all began to think about the feasibility of this matter.

Dong Xu said solemnly: "But maybe everyone is too busy to pay attention, whether it's me, Lao Fang, or anyone else."

"It is very difficult to bring these children back from Bangkok."

"The reason is very simple. They don't trust us. Even if we are locked up, they will try their best to escape."

"To be honest, I didn't expect that my brat escaped from my prison car."

"The [-]-centimeter-thick metal chamber couldn't be closed. The door was set on fire, the metal was melted by heating, and then the car crashed out."

"It can only be said that the imagination and courage of today's young people are indeed no worse than ours back then."

"But it also tells us a truth, you can't force it."

He cast a reproachful glance at the Fan family child, and then said, "I heard that someone surrounded Chen Dong with a dozen guns, and even shot him."

As soon as this remark came out, everyone exploded.

There are indeed some people who don't know about it, some people don't pay attention, and part of it is that the news hasn't been delivered in time.

After all, it all happened today, just two hours ago.

"A dozen guns?"

"Shot?"

"how is the situation?"

Fan Heng raised his hand with a straight face and said, "It's me!"

"Uncle Fang was worried that his son would get mixed up with Chen Dong's group. He knew that I had someone in Bangkok, so he asked me to pick him up."

"I didn't expect to play a step further, they have already met Chen Dong."

Fan Heng yelled, "There's a jerk under his hand who took money and shot him."

He lowered his head and thought seriously: "I will review this matter, it was my negligence."

With a hint of sarcasm, he said, "Bringing this matter up, I feel that Uncle Li probably owes everyone an explanation."

"Your three subordinates don't seem to have received the mission, so why did they go to join in the fun? Two of them died?"

"Oh no, I almost forgot!"

"In addition to the Interpol's ability to give orders, they seem to listen to you, are you right?"

The subtext of these words is extremely obvious that they are doubting Lao Li's position and identity.

Lao Li sat there without changing his face, lit a cigarette very calmly and started smoking, he exhaled lightly.

Then he laughed mockingly in turn: "How do you know, my people didn't block bullets for them and died."

As soon as this word comes out.

applause……

"Pretty!" Fan Heng smiled until his eyes narrowed.

"Sure, Uncle Li, your explanation is really good!" Fan Heng applauded, and asked in a compliment, "Chen Dong's bullet will kill him, do you want to give you an award?"

The words just fell.

His smile instantly turned into a ruthless one, and he stared coldly and said, "What award do you want?"

At this moment, the two looked at each other across the air, and their eyes collided with hostility!
(End of this chapter)