Zhou Lin

"Uh-uh-uh-uh-" Borg's screams continued for several minutes and gradually became intermittent, which showed that the endorphins released by his brain were already taking effect.

During these few minutes, the judge just waited quietly, wanting to see if there was any further change in the number of white votes.

"Dear viewers, just now, I discovered something very interesting." After confirming that the number of votes has no longer changed, the judge continued, "At this moment, among the people watching the live broadcast, there seems to be a very smart person. Detective... and he/she has taken the initiative to say hello to me through some means."

There are also many smart people among the ordinary audience, and they all noticed the abnormal increase in white tickets just now; therefore, as soon as this statement came out, they immediately understood that the way of "greeting" mentioned by the judge was through white tickets. Changes in tickets are made.

Of course, the vast majority of people still didn’t know what he was talking about, but that didn’t matter… On the Internet, there were many people who were willing to show off their talents, and soon someone gave the correct answer in the comment box of the live broadcast, and there were more than one.

"Since the other party is so enthusiastic, out of politeness... I should respond." The judge continued. As he spoke, he took out an I-PEN from his robe. "Well..." When he took the thing in his hand, he paused again and continued, "To avoid misunderstanding, I would like to confirm again... Mr. Detective or Ms. Detective in front of the screen... Who are you? Do you really want to play this game with me? If so, please use the method you just used to increase the innocence vote by 20 votes."

He trailed off, and within a few seconds, the white votes began to rise, and increased by more than 50 votes in a short period of time.

Among them, Carmen ordered his subordinates to cast only 20 votes, and they cast them according to the rhythm of "four votes and one increase"; and the other thirty or so votes were undoubtedly the general audience who followed the judge's words. The votes were heckled... Anyway, there are already hundreds of guilty votes at this moment, and doubling the innocent votes will not change the result.

"Well... I understand." After the judge saw the change in the number of votes, he unfolded the electronic film of the I-PEN in his hand and called up a form in front of the camera without hesitation, "Then... we will use Let's communicate..." He said, simply turning the I-PEN to face the camera, "The names, bank accounts, and numbers on this form are those of Mr. Berg and his Guests' transaction records."

Before he could finish his sentence, the barrage of comments in the live broadcast room exploded.

"What? Real or fake?"

"Do you even have that kind of thing?"

"Evidence! This is irrefutable proof!"

"With such conclusive evidence, this beast can actually get away with it! All the top federal officials should die!"

Not only them, but even the screaming Borg reacted immediately when he heard this sentence. He held back the pain, took a mouthful of blood, and said behind the judge in a muddy voice: "You...are Where did you find these?”

"Ha!" The judge laughed loudly and turned to Borg, "What's so surprising? Do you think your money laundering skills are very clever?" He paused for half a second and then continued, "Some local trade laws are relatively confusing. Register a few shell companies in the county, get a few living or dead homeless people's documents to create some 'safe bank accounts', and then split and transfer assets... Oh, things like that... as long as you know Any adult federal citizen can do the operation process.

“However, for a stupid person like you who is relatively incompetent... you still have to hire companies and middlemen who specialize in this kind of thing to help you and take some profit from it.

"Those companies launder huge amounts of gray and black income every year for countless middle- and lower-level federal bureaucrats, drug lords, chicken heads, and businessmen like you... But as a critical part of the exchange of benefits, their confidentiality work But it is really unflattering.

"Therefore, it is too easy to check you. By tracing your accounts back to the source, I can clearly know what you have done over the years... Exploiting the pension by falsely reporting accounts and using shoddy goods. Pensions for the elderly in the institution; using child adoption agencies to conduct underground auctions, allowing the high bidder to get the 'child that satisfies them', etc. What you exposed last time was just the tip of the iceberg...if it hadn't been for you Some of the guests 'played too hard' and those women were injured. I'm afraid those things are still going on now, aren't they?"

When Borg heard this, his face was ashen.

At this point, it was useless for him to deny anything. This also made him feel angry and jealous, and said sternly: "Since you knew everything from the beginning... then what were you doing just now? You want to go on so much? Just show the evidence for your 'audiences' to see!"

"Oh, you're questioning me?" the judge muttered, putting the I-PEN on the cart, picking up the pliers again, and pounced on him like lightning, "Didn't you fucking know it from the beginning? Did you do something? Then why did you deny it just now! What kind of official conclusion did you tell me? Don’t you have a clear idea of ​​what you have done? "

In the process of speaking this paragraph, every time the judge broke a sentence, a tooth was forcibly pulled out of Borg's mouth.

Moreover... the judge's tooth extraction movements are very exaggerated. Every time he "pulls out", he will stretch his arm to the limit, so he can pull out a long blood line in the air...

"Ah! Ah - ah -" After this round of continuous forcible pulling, Borg's screams were indescribably miserable, accompanied by bursts of choking sounds as blood entered his trachea.

The worst thing is that such pain cannot make him faint, he can only bear it consciously.

"Huh..." The judge, after performing such an operation that made the onlookers' scalps go numb, breathed out a sigh of relief.

He calmly left Borg, put down the pliers again, picked up the I-PEN, and continued: "Where did you talk about just now? Oh yes... communication." He displayed the spreadsheet in front of the screen again, " There is no need for information such as name and account, let’s just use the numbers on this form to play a game.”

The judge gently tapped the electronic film with his hand: "You used 'four' to test me initially, then we will use 'four' as the basis of this game. Listen, I will only say it once... currently displayed on the screen All the numbers on, from left to right, from top to bottom, every two numbers, based on 'four', take the first 15, the prompt is Caesar, the key word is..." He stopped here. After a moment, he stared at the form and thought for a few seconds, then said, "...insane, well, that's it."

After he finished speaking, he took out a smartphone from his robe with his other hand and said: "If my phone rings within five minutes, I will talk to you; if it doesn't ring, I will talk to you." Well...hehe...that means you are nothing more than that."

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At the same time, in the command room.

"Cryptogroup!"

"I know, I'm already deciphering it! But... there may not be enough time."

"What he said has no beginning or end. No matter what he says in five minutes..."

Every agent sitting in front of a computer or holding an electronic device had already started taking action without the need for an order from the commander. However, based on the judge's few words, they didn't even have a clue for a while.

"Quiet!" Suddenly, a soft shout sounded on the radio.

This is the first time Carmen has spoken so loudly since entering this command room.

Her drink indeed silenced the noisy command room in an instant.

"Put the screenshot of that form on the split screen." Two seconds later, Carmen regained her calm tone and ordered.

A civilian at the podium immediately complied.

Then, Carmen stared at the picture and fell into silence...

"Left to right, top to bottom...two digits...convert to quaternary...take the first 15...15, mobile phone number...Caesar...Caesar shift cipher...Virginian cipher table...conversion The last quaternary number is the plain text, that is, the column number...keyword, insane...key."

Every word the judge said was quickly transformed into fragments of information in Carmen's mind, and was tightly embedded in a logical chain that advanced rapidly.

For others, deductions and inverse deductions that require paper, pen, and a lot of time to complete, for the judge, only require "staring for a few seconds", and for Carmen, it only takes... a minute.

A minute later, Carmen took out her personal mobile phone from the pocket of her uniform and directly entered a fifteen-digit number.

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Bah—bah—

"Oh?" When the cell phone rang, the judge's heartbeat accelerated, and his hands even trembled with excitement, "It's only been a minute..."

He muttered softly and pressed the connect button.

"Hello?" The judge did not use the hands-free function, so the audience watching the live broadcast could not hear what the person on the other end of the phone was saying.

"Hello." Carmen responded to these two words in a calm tone.

Hearing the voice coming from the other side, the judge was slightly startled, and then smiled: "Ha... I didn't expect that the person who solved my riddle in just one minute was actually a beautiful woman..."

"You just heard my voice and didn't see me. How do you know beauty and ugliness?" Carmen continued, her tone still cold.

Unexpectedly, the next second, the judge immediately said shocking words: "Of course I know, Chief Moreno." He laughed twice obscenely, "Hey... your photos have accompanied me through countless loneliness. night."

The information he revealed in these words, if not enough to make the other party angry, would at least be a little surprising.

Carmen, however... was neither angry nor surprised.

She just responded calmly: "It seems that you know our personnel situation very well."

She could react like this because... in the few seconds between the judge finishing this sentence and her responding, she had already sorted out the other person's process of reasoning about her identity from the judge's perspective.

That is: Assume that the person you are dealing with is from FCPS (among all federal agencies, FCPS brings the greatest pressure to judges, with a high probability), and assume that the person who sees through you is the person who made the call (the puzzle time is short, The difficulty is high, and talking to the judge itself requires strong ability and high probability), and assuming that this person is at least an intermediate level or above in FCPS (within the five-minute limit, "more people" is not enough to solve this puzzle) It is almost of no help, because when multiple people solve it, it takes a lot of time to coordinate and communicate. If it is solved in this minute, the puzzle is definitely solved by one person, and the person who solves it is undoubtedly a super elite; therefore, High probability), and then infer the person's approximate age range and gender through the voice... After reasoning to this step, the scope has narrowed a lot; among the middle and upper-level officers of FCPS, there are only a handful of young women, and in this case In fact, female officers who obtained high positions through "force" can also be excluded, and then there is only one remaining person who meets the conditions of a super elite.

Of course, the assumption that "the other party deliberately used a voice-changing device to turn into a sweet female voice" also exists, but it is very low because logically it is almost unnecessary.

To sum up, as long as the judge has a certain understanding of the personnel situation of the middle and upper levels of FCPS, he is very likely to guess that the person on the other side of the phone is Carmen Moreno, the deputy minister of the European headquarters; the probability of guessing correctly is at least About 70%, even if he guessed wrong... there would be no loss for him.

As for the second half of the sentence about "photos", it was obvious that he was adding nonsense to confuse and anger his opponents; in Carmen's view, this three-way negotiation technique was just superfluous and meaningless.

"Oh? You're not angry." The judge smiled, "And you tested me, right? Haha... Okay, I admit, I'm familiar with your FCPS files. I have all the files of you and your colleagues. I've seen it." He paused, "By the way...can I take it that you have admitted your identity? Chief Moreno?"

"Sure enough, he is not sure who he is dealing with. His words seem casual, but in fact he is extremely cunning and cautious." Carmen heard this and thought to himself.

In the second paragraph of the judge's words, he directly said the word "FCPS" and confirmed Moreno's identity again. Of course, Carmen could hear that this was a further test.

"Yes, I am Moreno, who are you?" When Carmen said this sentence back, everyone in the command room was sweating for her.

Although everyone knows that this is an investigation, if you go to hell with the "regulations", Carmen's behavior of "using a private phone, in the workplace, and talking to a criminal" at this moment definitely violated many disciplines and even laws. , not to mention that she admitted her official identity even though she knew that the criminal was "live broadcasting".

"Ha...I am the judge." On the other hand, the judge's reply was as expected.

"I told you my name, and you're going to give me a nickname?" Carmen answered aggressively.

"Joke~" the judge sneered, "Huh...could it be that 'Moreno' is your real last name?"

At this second, Carmen's expression changed for the first time because of the other party's words.

"Don't get hung up on me about your name, sir." The judge continued without waiting for Carmen to answer, "Sometimes your name doesn't mean who you are, but your nickname can tell you something... ...Isn't it?" He paused, "Let's talk about something real..."

As he spoke, he turned around and walked towards Berg again: "Apart from the more distant goal of 'arresting me', 'rescuing Mr. Berg' should be your top priority." As he said that, he grabbed the He picked up the few hairs on the back of Borg's head, lifted up the latter's drooped head, and pointed it at the camera, "How about... let's use this as a bet and play another game."