November 15th, evening, 9:20. Somewhere in the city, in a shop facing the street...

The rolling shutter door of the shop has been lowered at this time, but the lights in the room are still very bright.

At this time, a slightly fat man with a slight baldness was sitting attentively in front of a laptop, checking the many surveillance images and flowing information on the screen.

On the table in front of him, there are more than ten mobile phones scattered here and there, as well as many strange homemade devices; he wears a pocket-sized Bluetooth headset on his left ear, and his hands are constantly moving on the keyboard.

Flying quickly...

This person... was named Dongfeng, the east of the east, the wind in the direction of the wind.

"Dongfeng" is naturally not the name his parents gave him, but he stopped using his real name a long time ago. And those who come into contact with him are not interested in his real name... They only recognize "Dongfeng"

"East Wind".

Dongfeng's name is very impressive, but his appearance can only be described as bad... At least from the perspective of secular aesthetics, he should be worthy of the word "ugly"...

He is too fat to be cute, and too handsome to be obvious. Although he is only thirty-five years old, most people's first impression of him is that he is in his forties.

The obvious receding hairline, greasy skin, deep dark circles under the eyes, and the bizarre dressing sense... It seems that this man with a very high IQ and a fortune of over 100 million has been regarded as a fool and a poor man all year round.

Maybe...this is due to his personality, or maybe...this is a disguise of his.

In short, this man who seems to be unable to even take care of himself is engaged in a planning work that is comparable to a precise science, criminal planning.

Dongfeng's business level is very high, and he controls a very large intelligence network... This network carries "secrets" that countless people don't want to know, and these "people with secrets" have them when necessary.

It may become a "chess piece" of Dongfeng.

Taking today's incident as an example... Zheng Xian is one of his chess pieces.

Of course, now it is an abandoned child that has been revealed...

However, among the police officers, there was another person who tipped him off... Until two minutes ago, that person was feeding him real-time information on the investigation site through text messages.

"Hmph... It turns out he was just an arrogant person who was bluffing." Dongfeng looked at the time on the computer, and then glanced at the phone. "Fifteen minutes have passed early, and the text message has not come... As a result, this kid can't even be blind.

I don’t even have the guts to send an address…”

Just as he was muttering, suddenly...

Click

There was a clear sound of a metal object being broken.

At that moment, Dongfeng's expression suddenly changed, because it only took him half a second to react...the thing that was pried open was the lock of the rolling shutter door behind him.

Shout la la la

When Dongfeng suddenly turned his head, the rolling shutter door happened to be lifted up.

Several dazzling rays of light shone in from the street outside the door, accompanied by a messy sound of a gun being loaded, and "Police! Don't move!" one after another, Dongfeng's mood went from shock... to the bottom.

…………

Ten minutes later, Dongfeng, who was handcuffed, was escorted into a police car.

And the person sitting side by side with him in the back seat... was none other than Feng Bujue.

When the car started, Dongfeng said with a pale face: "Why did you know it was me?"

"Of course I know it through analysis." Feng Bujue replied leisurely.

Dongfeng said: "I have been selling breakfast here for more than a month. The shop is also rented through regular channels, and there has never been any abnormality during this period. How did you find out?"

Let me explain here. The place where Dongfeng was arrested was just two streets away from the headquarters of Order Studio... a breakfast shop.

That's where Gui Xiao bought breakfast every morning for the past month...

The road section where this shop is located is the only way from the office building of Order to the subway station. This place is actually not far from the place where Gui Xiao was kidnapped. It is only three stops away by subway; and Gui Xiao

The place where he was taken after being kidnapped... was not far from the place of kidnapping, because the anesthesia effect of ether is time-limited. If the person is taken too far, he may wake up in the car.

Therefore, in less than twenty minutes, Feng Bujue and the police officers had arrived here from where the hostages were...

"The initial suspicion is... Even though I checked the video repeatedly, I still can't find when, where, and how the kidnapper made Gui Xiao take laxatives." Feng Bujue

Said, "You should also know very well... The surveillance coverage in S city is very comprehensive now, on the streets, in subway stations, in the subway... It can be said that except for toilets, most public spaces can access surveillance images;

Therefore, from the time when Gui Xiao left Jiji's office building until he showed symptoms of abdominal pain on the subway, the entire process was almost under surveillance... Although he could not see it in detail, he had eaten

You can still be sure whether you drank something, or whether you got a needle or something..."

"Just because of this...you doubt me?" Dongfeng asked.

"After ruling out all the impossible conclusions, it's natural to suspect you." Feng Bujue said, "Except for the breakfast I bought from you, Gui Xiao didn't eat anything this morning, and he didn't even take a sip of water.

.And judging from the surveillance video, before he ate the breakfast completely, the only people who came into contact with the food were you and him..." He paused, "You were the only one in that breakfast shop.

In operation, you are the only one who can accurately deliver laxatives to specific people's food..."

"Can't he simply have a bad stomach?" Dongfeng asked again.

"Ha... If this were any other day, it might have been an accident." Feng Bujue said, "But today... there is 100% medicine."

He clasped his hands on his chest and said eloquently: "This morning, your three executors put on the pre-prepared cleaning staff clothes under their coats and followed Gui Xiao all the way to the subway. Then Gui Xiao suffered from abdominal pain and fell down.

Car and entered the toilet... The three people followed them all the way, took off their coats, found a moment when there were fewer people in the toilet, hung a maintenance and cleaning sign on the door, and guarded the door. In this way... it won't take long

, Gui Xiao is the only one left in this toilet.

Because there are usually two toilets in subway stations, and everyone is in a hurry in the morning. Many people will choose to endure it and go to work to solve the problem. So... they temporarily block a toilet for twenty minutes, and it will not cause too much trouble.

Impact.

Just like that...about twenty minutes later, they put down Guixiao who came out of the compartment and carried him out of the station...and quickly got into a van that had been prepared in advance."

Feng Bujue said this in one breath. He paused and then said: "This seemingly simple plan... has two difficulties. First, Gui Xiao is a young man after all, and it is difficult to determine what will happen in the process of bringing him down.

What happened, so the place where you do it must be a private place without surveillance and no other people present; secondly, after successfully knocking the target down, you must take the person to the car as quickly as possible, otherwise...it will be too much to stay in a public place.

If it goes too long, it will arouse suspicion."

When Dongfeng heard this, he understood the real point of Brother Jue's words and couldn't help but mutter: "I see..."

"It seems that you have also thought of it..." Feng Bujue could tell from his expression that he had changed his mind, and then continued, "Yes, only people who take laxatives can solve these two things." He looked at Dongfeng and said,

"By controlling the type and dosage of drugs, we can predict at which stations Gui Xiao will get off. This way, we can prepare a van outside those stations in advance; in addition, we can also ensure that he will definitely go to the toilet, and

My legs will definitely feel weak after going to the toilet..."

"Even so... I'm probably just an 'ordinary merchant who was bribed'..." Dongfeng added, "Your top priority should be to rescue the hostages... And people like me will wait until the incident is resolved.

It's not too late to deal with it again, right?" He asked doubtfully, "But why would you..."

"Indeed. I thought you were just a person bribed by the 'planner' at first." Feng Bujue said, "But I have a fascination with reasoning, and I like to find out some detailed clues when investigating a case...

Anyway, I can use the resources in the police station at will, so I checked your breakfast shop by the way. As a result, I found... your shop opened on October 11th, which is the top three in the preliminaries of Apex Contest S2.

The day after sixteen playing days."

Feng Bujue paused for two seconds, and then said: "The 'coincidence' at this point in time made me vaguely aware of something... I then checked further, and sure enough I found many abnormalities." He gestured towards the car window with his eyes.

, "This is a business district. There are mostly office buildings. The stores that open here are either mid-to-high-end brands or large shopping malls. Your store was vacant before you rented it. The reason is that the store is too big.

It’s small, and the rent is too high... You can’t do big business, and you will definitely lose money if you do small business.”

"Hmph... you are wrong..." Dongfeng snorted coldly, "I have been doing this for more than a month, and I have actually made a small profit."

"Then I really have to congratulate you." Feng Bujue said with a smile, "But that's not the point. The point is... In summary, your store and you... are all very suspicious. After further investigation,

, I noticed that your identity was completely forged..."

"This... is what I can't understand the most." Dongfeng stared at Brother Jue's face and said, "I'm not afraid to tell you that when I first entered the industry, I specialized in creating fake identities; all the identity documents I currently use

It is extremely difficult to identify it in any country in the world." He changed the topic and his eyes flickered, "But... you can tell it is fake..."

"Yes, I took a look at your electronic file, and I can see it right after you read the part about junior high school." Feng Bujue said.

"Impossible!" Dongfeng said categorically, "The identity file I compiled is very detailed, even the school results and reward and punishment records..."

"It's because it was too detailed that the flaws were exposed." Feng Bujue interrupted.

"What?" Dongfeng was confused and confused, his eyes flashing.

"It is written in the file that you once won the third prize in the city's junior high school student composition competition in 2035." Brother Jue continued.

"So what?" Dongfeng asked.

Yeah, that doesn't mean anything... In the forged identity documents, all the details are recorded just to add to the authenticity of the identity; awards like this, which have been awarded for many years and are not big or small, are basically unavailable.

Evidence-based stuff.

"That year, a total of three people won the third prize in the city's junior high school student composition competition. They were all girls. By the way, they were all squadron leaders." Feng Bujue replied, "You don't necessarily have to be a transgender person.

?”

"Huh?" Dongfeng was stunned, "How do you know?"

At this time, Dongfeng thought to himself: Your kid will still be wearing diapers in 2035, right? Are you trying to bluff me?

"I knew you would ask that." Feng Bujue said, took out his mobile phone, clicked on a web page, and put it in front of Dongfeng, "See for yourself."

Dongfeng took a closer look. The product purchase page of an e-mall was displayed on his mobile phone. The product on it was a physical book called "Comments on the Winning Works of the City's Primary and Secondary School Composition Competition".

"This kind of publication actually exists in this world..." Dongfeng couldn't believe his eyes.

"Yes, this kind of publication was written by me." Feng Bujue replied.

Dongfeng almost lost his temper after hearing this: "Speaking of which... I almost forgot... you are still a novelist."
To be continued...