Chapter 156: Four sounds 68

【One】
In the end, Song Shengsheng's fan meeting still adopted the internal ticketing model. Of the 1,116 tickets of the meeting, 90% of them were allocated to the major support clubs in proportion, and only 10% of the remaining votes were open to the public.
And the ticket revenue will be donated to a charity event that helps the victims of sexual assault to recover.
Although the public vote is scarce, the ordinary people are very dissatisfied, but most people still admire Song's decision. Fans are even more happy, because according to the rules given in the billing announcement, internal tickets will also be distributed according to the number of fans in the meeting. Members who are registered for 10 years have a greater chance to grab tickets to the meeting than members who are registered for 1 year. In terms of this, it involves complex proportional distribution. In short, when Lin Chen listened to the explanation of the dynasty for a long time, he only asked one question: "Can you get it?"
The dynasty looked at him with wide eyes: "Brother Achen, you doubt me!"
Later, it turned out that the dynasty had more than a hundred tickets in one second after the ticket was issued. Xing Conglian had to hold the young man's ear to force him to release the ticket he had seized, and then severely beat him. A half month's worth of pocket money was settled.
Lin Chen looked at the electronic ticket that had just been sent to his mobile phone.
The meeting was held at the Yongchuan Christian Cultural Center, where they found the key evidence to convict Li Jingtian.
Their positions are in 11/13/13 rows.
The start of the meeting was June 1st, the day when they negotiated with Sina and escorted Li Jingtian to China.
Later, Lin Chen discovered that all of this may have its own will in the midst of meditation.
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On the Internet, the enthusiasm for the Li Jingtian case has gradually subsided. After all, major events that may affect the historical pattern occur every day in the world. The attention of ordinary netizens will always be drawn away by these events. Except for Song Shengsheng's fan meeting on the day of ticketing, his name and the topic of the meeting were on the Weibo list, his name seems to be fading, which may be what Song Shengsheng wants to see.
In order to prepare for the fan meeting, Song Shengsheng has even more reasons to miss him.
According to the police officer holding a message from Xun Lianlian, when they made a second transcript of Song Shengsheng, they had personally asked the other party's opinions, but Song Shengsheng still refused to see him.
Lin Chen finally stopped clinging to this matter.
However, during the time waiting for the meeting to begin, he and Xun Conglian took time to do another thing. Of course, they would never admit that this matter was related to them, after all, it was done by the dynasty.
On May 15, the day of Xu Rantou's seventh.
Xing Conglian worked overtime at the police station. In the morning, Lin Chen and the dynasty first went to the suburban cemetery.
Because Xu Ran had no loved ones, Lin Chen made her own claim and bought her a small piece of land in this pretty cemetery.
On the tombstone, Xu Ran smiled brightly, she painted light makeup, like a carefree little girl, without pain or worry.
Lin Chen lowered the lily in her hand, stroking the tombstone gently, and then stretched out her hand to the dynasty.
The teenager hurriedly took out a piece of paper from his backpack. It was a ticket for the Song Shengsheng fan meeting. When the dynasty grabbed the ticket, he also grabbed a ticket for Xu Ran in the corner. He not only printed the electronic ticket, but also used it. Very thick cardboard, made like a ticket, as if it really is the same thing.
Lin Chen looked at the picture of the the tombstone, took out the lighter, and lit the paper.
The flame swallowed the paper, rolled up a gray burr, and the embers fell. Lin Chen took the dynasty and turned away.
That day they recuperated. After going to the cemetery, Lin Chen took the dynasty to the public library of Hongjing City. The young man finally recovered from some unspeakable sadness. He was carrying his bag in the library hall. I was very excited to tell him this and that, but after only walking for a while, the dynasty refused to leave. He lay on his shoulders outside the public rest area of ​​the library and said, "Brother Ahchen, I just remembered that I was yesterday. I have an appointment with the union to start a group. You can help me choose. "
Lin Chen knew and walked towards the borrowing room.
He remembered that more than a week ago, he and Xing Conglian were still discussing the issue of youth education with a very relaxed attitude. Xing Conglian said that he would give him the burden of selecting books for the dynasty. He also thought that he could take them on the next day off. Dynasty came to the library. But obviously only one week later, when he really came here with the dynasty, there was always a feeling of being like another generation.
He stood in front of the line of bookcases, walked aimlessly past a row of professional repair books for tractor repairs, and randomly pulled up a book, looking at the strange drawings, he went to the next bookshelf.
In the library rest area, the dynasty found a place with its back to the monitor and sat down on the long table.
The young man pressed the eaves of his hat, and threw a variety of fragmented red backpacks on the table. He pulled out the laptop and pressed the power button.
But in fact, the dynasty did not open Battle.net, but opened a certain video website.
Lin Chen has picked up the fifth book.
The progress bar on the computer screen in front of the teenager slowly pushed forward. Finally, when the file was uploaded to 100%, he quickly pressed the Enter key, snapped his notebook, and hurried out of the lounge.
Lin Chen's phone vibrated slightly. He glanced at the text message he just received, picked up the seventh book, and walked to the lending desk.
This summer is hotter than in previous years.
Lin Chen and the dynasty waited at the bus platform.
In many air-conditioned rooms, netizens who have just opened the most famous and most famous online video website, metube, found that a newly uploaded video appeared on the homepage of the website.
Someone opened it at will, and was so shocked that he watched the video twice, quickly downloaded the video, and then uploaded it to another domestic video site. The original secondary uploader followed the original uploader ’s title and The change is even more sensational-"Fengchun Royal No. 1 was found underground, and the tragic scene is like on earth"
I have to say that the second uploader was born to be a master of media work, because the title is too seditious. In just half an hour, the video click rate has exceeded 500,000.
Countless netizens watched this inhumane image on mobile phones, desktops, and tablets.
The video is dim and has no dubbing.
But that look was a picture taken by a pinhole camera. A middle-aged man with a full brain was tortured a girl who looked very thin on the water bed.
The girl was dragged into the bedside table by pulling her hair, and the man did not stop holding her hand to hold her stomach. The girl's face was not clear at all in the video, but the excitement and cruel expression of the man made many people unbearable to look at it.
Because this video is too challenging for the bottom line of human morality, it only stirred the anger of all netizens in an instant. Soon, the identity of the perpetrator was fleshed out. That is exactly what Fengchun City always plays as a good husband. Famous entrepreneur.
What happened next was beyond anyone's control.
When the prisoner was connected to the Fengchun police captain's phone, Lin Chen and the dynasty were eating curry rice in a small shop 3 kilometers away from the library.
The young man was glad to turn over his newly borrowed book.
When he saw the "Tractor Maintenance Guide", he exclaimed with excitement: "Achen, how do you know that I like tractors!" He said, and stuffed a spoonful of curry rice into his mouth, " When I was young, I told my dad that my dream was to be a tractor driver. "
"and then?"
"Then my dad said yes." The dynasty was happy.
Inside the police office.
Xun Conglian opened his ears one meter away, desperately denying that the obscene video that had just occupied the top of major video websites and spread wildly in the circle of friends was his masterpiece.
"Lao Chen, how could it be me, it really isn't me, I'm in the bureau, do you know how high the reports in front of me are piled up, and my life is particularly hard!"
"Don't think I don't know how competent your technician is, not who else can you be, you're in a big basket, you know!"
"Heaven and earth conscience, there are too many capable people in this world. You can't be wronged because my people are capable. We have to tell if everything is evidence. I also want to know who did this. I said that you can tolerate such a tumor like Royal One for so long, I will start to doubt the purity of our team ... "
The punishment never stopped, and finally, the person on the phone seemed to be annoyed and hung up the phone.
Xing Conglian smiled coldly at the phone screen.
Inside the curry shop.
Lin Chen just drank the beverage for the meal. He didn't move the lunch in front of him. He handed a tissue to the teenager. The screen of the mobile phone on the table suddenly turned on.
He answered the phone and Xun Lian heard a happy voice: "Did you have lunch?"
"eating."
Opposite him, the dynasty suddenly stopped the rice spoon and made a mouthful towards him. The teenager was stuffed with curry and almost fell out.
Lin Chen hummed to the phone a few times, then put down her phone and said to the dynasty, "Your boss was scolded by the indiscriminate boss of Fengchun Police, and he was very angry."
"What, am I doing so beautiful, this is an unexpected gain!" The dynasty excited.
Lin Chen nodded and continued: "In the beginning, the network supervision department wanted to ban that video, but did not ban it, and the entire network is now exploding."
"Brilliant!" The boy held up Coke and clinked with him.
Lin Chen put down Coke and whispered: "But the matter involves too wide, the high-level shaking, it is said that the uploader is already being checked."
The dynasty waved his hand with a big smile: "Don't worry about it. The advantage of public libraries is that even if they really have the ability to find real IPs, that's the same thing. Hundreds of people in the library can go online at the same time. There is a ghost, and I chose to upload it in a delayed manner. When the video was uploaded, we were on the bus. There is monitoring to prove it, is it particularly planned? "( ^ __ ^ )
Lin Chen held up the drink again, touched the young man lightly, and said, "Thank you."
【two】
Although the video about the Royal Clubhouse No. 1 actually flowed out was only a short paragraph, it was just such a short video that became a fulcrum for the upper and lower worlds of Fengchun, not only Fengchun City, but also the whole country. .
Xu Ran's case was opened again. Although Lin Chen and Li Jingtian confronted each other in the attic, the audience had seen Xu Ran's handwritten letter, but there was no evidence in the letter that Xu Ran's victim was in the Royal Club One. However, after the investigation, the club was lucky enough to escape by accident, but the situation is completely different now.
The Police Department once again formed a special task force to begin the investigation of Fengchun Royal One. The scale of such an investigation is no longer simple for individuals to stop.
As the investigation began, names were dug out, and the police later claimed that they had the secret account of Royal One and started investigating the people involved.
In the past few days, the news has skyrocketed, and the elite giants in Fengchun and its surrounding cities are all at risk.
The relationship between Royal One and CA Company was dug up. Some trainees of CA Company including senior management have begun to be investigated. The people are most willing to watch this kind of serial drama.
As a tainted witness, Mr. Lu Xu played a pivotal role in the investigation. Through his testimony, the police can finally investigate the communications equipment of the involved persons.
Although most of the people involved in the investigation had already deleted the unseen software in the mobile phone in advance, if Lu Xu said that mobile phone selling software really exists, then such software will inevitably remain on the user's mobile phone and server. As long as the user is not smart enough to throw the phone into the sea that cannot be salvaged or burn the memory, the existing data can always be restored.
Xun Lian used a little method to let Feng Chun pass a copy of the data.
The dynasty sat in front of the computer and stretched his lower bones. He held up the lemon tea he just bought with one hand, and tapped on the keyboard with the other hand.
Lin Chen looked at him and sat on the desk beside him to continue filling out the report.
As the investigation into Royal One gradually deepened, he and Xun Cong even sneaked into Royal One's investigation. He couldn't conceal it. Therefore, it was a new round of inquiry and detailed report. He felt he was back again. Painful copying career in high school.
The sun was shining outside the window, and he wrote for a while, then released the pen and rubbed his arm. Suddenly, he saw the knife wound on his arm again.
The two knives he had cut on his hands at that time had gradually healed the scabs, and although the wounds now looked a little swollen, when the scabs fell off, there would only be very shallow scars.
Lin Chen once again pulled out the e-ticket for the Song Shengsheng fan meeting in his mobile phone. I hope you are all right, he thought so silently.
Just then, the dynasty suddenly started frantically hitting the keyboard.
"Ah ah ah ah ah!" The young man shouted afterwards.
Lin Chen hadn't responded yet. The teenager was so crazy that he pushed the chair open, rushed out of the house and started to run around the police compound. Lin Chen froze for a while, and hurriedly sent a text message to Xing Cong, who was in a meeting, and followed him.
The dynasty ran very fast. Looking at the crazy back of the young man, he decided to stand still and wait for him to come back for a lap.
Xing Conglian also quickly pushed down the door. He panted and looked around. The dynasty had run out of sight, but the roar of young men still came from the wind.
"What's wrong with this code? It looks like a crazy heart?" Xun Conglian asked.
Lin Chen frowned, very worried.
Finally, the speed of the dynasty rushed back again, and Xun Cong didn't say a word, and copied directly from the front. The dynasty seemed to be completely immersed in the rush, and he did not care about the figure in front of him. When he reacted, he was too late to brake Suddenly hit the penalty Conglian.
The punishment retreated two steps from the company. He did not stand still, but was knocked to the ground, but he did not forget to protect the young man's neck and waist when he fell to the ground.
A bang came, and the dynasty lay on Xing Conglian's chest. He rubbed his head and did not respond for a while. When he saw who he had fallen on, he sat back in shock: "Boss, I'm sorry! I did not do it on purpose!"
Lin Chen hurried over and squatted beside them.
"Are you all right?" He asked Xing Conglian.
Xun Conglian sat up very bracely, without even a look on his face: "What's the matter with you?" He questioned the dynasty severely.
Lin Chen looked at Xun Conglian's back, and his clothes were thin in summer. It was obvious that Xuan Conglian was bruised on his back.
The dynasty sat on the ground, trembling and did not dare to speak.
Lin Chen used to pat his back lightly. The dynasty was touched, and then he said, "Boss, I just feel familiar, but I can't remember it."
"What familiar?"
Xing Lian asked him, and he put his hands up, Lin Chen knew and lifted up.
Xun Cong shot the dust on the uniform pants continuously.
The dynasty said: "It's the restored version of the prostitution software that came from Fengchun. I think I have seen it somewhere."
Xun Cong's motion of stooping suddenly stopped: "Speak clearly."
Even though he asked the young people to make it clear, there was no way to make it clear.
The dynasty sat back in front of the computer, pointing to the source code of the Royal One self-prostitution software, saying to them: "Every programmer has a style when he writes a program, just like everyone speaks or writes. They are all different. For example, the code you write is definitely different from the source code I wrote. "
"Of course, I don't write code." Xun Leng coldly said.
"That's what it means, boss. Although the programming language is relatively fixed, for example, variable names, comments, etc. Anyway, everyone's writing habits are different. I mean, I think this source code is familiar, I Have seen something else written by its author "
Xun Cong frowned: "So many mobile phone software programmers across the country write thousands of codes every day, can you see that?"
"I just think I've seen it!" The dynasty couldn't help but increase the volume.
Xing Lianlian wanted to speak, and Lin Chen gave him a glance, so he stopped talking.
In fact, the sentence Cong Lian was right, not counting the web page. The mobile phone software programming source code that the dynasty had seen were astronomical numbers, allowing him to distinguish which codes were written by the same person, which was an impossible task.
What's more, although the base of employees across the country is large, everyone has always written a lot of software, and the dynasty has always seen the same person write something.
But looking at the sad face of the young man, he had to say, "Don't worry, you slowly remember."
"I can't remember it." The dynasty irritatedly clicked on all kinds of software, and then turned it off constantly.
"Are there any search algorithms available?" Lin Chen asked again.
"But I don't know what to search. I can't search. If it is an article, I can also use the audio to build a statistical model comparison, but I really can't think of the source code, and it's impossible to store everything in my computer. I have read the source code of the mobile phone. "Wang Chao kept scratching his hair," Achen, you're right, why didn't I pay attention to it, maybe this is my chance to save the world! "
The young man's words made Lin Chen's heart feel strange strange premonitions.
He looked at Xun Lianlian and said to the dynasty, "In fact, our brain is far more powerful than any computer machine we know now. If this is an unimportant source code written by the same person, you must not With such a big reaction, you may even ignore it as many times as before, but just now, your subconscious reminds you that the source code in front of you is very important, and the source code written by the same person who is similar to him is also It ’s very important, so you can detect the anomaly and stop, so the source code should have been very impressive in your mind, you can look in this area. "
"I see ..." Wang Chao said weakly. "But I'll try to search for keywords first, but do you know how many people in the world like naming variable names as food-related, wrong food!"
Lin Chen comforted and rubbed the young man's head and went out with Xun Conglian.
"Are you alright?" Lin Chen asked, frowning.
Xing Conglian leaned against the wall, lighted a cigarette, and said to him, "What are you worried about?"
"worry about you."
"wrong."
"I have a bad hunch in my heart. Anyway, try to use a strong method against Song Shengsheng. I must meet him."
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Lin Chen also didn't know why he saw the familiar source code from the dynasty and thought of Song Shengsheng. It was a knot he couldn't solve. He was afraid that if he could n’t see Song Shengsheng, he would be moved by the wind Worry about each other.
Song Shengsheng 20 hours before the fan meeting.
At eleven o'clock on May 31st.
He was sitting on a wooden sofa at home and watching Song Shengsheng enter the rehearsal of Yongchuan Christian Art Center earlier today.
The dynasty is still pondering the source code of the prostitution software of Royal One in his room. Even in the living room, he can sometimes hear the shouting of young people's collapse.
Xing Lianlian hadn't returned home. The incident on Royal One was getting worse and worse, and even some high-level characters were involved. Xing Lianlian was invited by the task force to drink tea, so he didn't return late at night.
Lin Chen held the remote control and turned up some volume.
The towering giant buildings stand on the outskirts of Yongchuan, and the camera moves forward. The reporters and fans from the news crowded the exhibition center square. The fans held various solidarity banners in a very disciplined line. Pai, that's even more like a trained soldier than an avid star chaser, only when Song Shengsheng's nanny car drove past, they started screaming.
The reporter was very excited: "Did the audience hear the shouts behind me, after suffering, Mr. Song Shengsheng finally decided to hold a small fan meeting to give back the fans who have always supported him, although the meeting will refuse the media The interview, but at that time, our TV station will still do a live broadcast for everyone at the entrance of the Arts Center. Please lock down Yongchuan Satellite TV. "
The reporter's voice did not fall, and the nanny's car stopped at the entrance of the VIP channel.
Wearing a pair of sunglasses, Aino went down from the co-pilot position to open the door for Song Shengsheng, and Song Shengsheng's female assistant finally got out of the car.
Today, Song Shengsheng made a special shape. He wore a burnt t-shirt with a skull, and his hair was combed with hairspray. He still wore a mask, but after looking at the fans on the sidelines, he retracted his eyes and looked into the door. Go on.
The picture flashed again, but the screams continued.
Lin Chen's eyebrows were more and more frowning, I wonder if it was his illusion. Although Song Shengsheng looked good, but he looked at the camera, but he did not have the firm look of that day.
Media reporters said, "We see that Mr. Song Shengsheng seems to be recovering very well, and we sincerely hope that tomorrow's fan meeting will be held smoothly."
The reporter took the microphone in front of the fan meeting fans behind him: "Are you excited?"
"Excited!" The fans shouted neatly.
"Do you have anything to say to Mr. Song Shengsheng?" The reporter asked with a smile, as if infected by that happy atmosphere.
The fans looked at each other, and one of them made a countdown to three, two, one.
Those girls who are not the same age but all the same happy shouted neatly: "Sound, no matter what happens, we will always guard you!"
Such a bright and brilliant voice, Lin Chen will never forget.
Entertainment News began broadcasting another piece of content.
There was a sound of opening the door outside, Lin Chen put down the remote control and pushed the door out.
Xing Conglian was tired and appeared at the door.
Lin Chen looked at his face with a slight smile, and asked remotely, "Looking at your expression, I am afraid there is good news?"
Xing Lianlian approached him and said, "Song Sheng promised to see you, but the time was after the meeting."
"Can't it be before the meeting?" Lin Chen asked suddenly.
The sentence stopped.
Lin Chen knew that his requirements were too excessive. Song Sheng met him with a sigh of relief, and he did not know how much secret and conscientious efforts Tong Xunlian had made. According to the style of Xing Lianlian, he might even entrust Fengchun or Yongchuan Police Put pressure on Song Shengsheng.
But he looked at Xun Conglian very firmly: "I have to meet him before the meeting."
Xing Cong stared at him with very tired eyes, then nodded: "Okay, let's go immediately, you go and call the dynasty first."
Later, numerous times, Lin Chen deduced what happened in the sky, trying to find a possibility to prevent it from happening.
For example, he should be more convinced of his feelings, and from the beginning to stop Song Sheng and ask him what happened, instead of being blinded by some good-looking appearances; or he should not be in those precious ten days at all Here planned the operation on Royal One so that he and Xinglian were mostly filled with endless official investigations and paper reports; even if Xinglian could drive the car faster that day Then maybe everything will go to a completely different ending.
However, in the words of Lien, the occurrence of a given fact cannot be changed by human will, and they are not gods, and they have no ability to reverse time. They really can only be very ordinary human beings, so the only thing they can do is Only with sadness and gratitude, keep going.
【three】
Although they set off quickly, the time they really arrived in the spring was almost four in the morning the next day.
Along the way, he forced the prisoner to play the song of Song Shengsheng in the car, the dynasty and the singing voice, while still awake and reciting what kind of code or something.
Even in the early hours of the morning, Yongchuan was still brightly lit, Lin Chen overlooked the entire city on the viaduct, and suddenly felt heartfelt despair at an instant.
The light was still there, but the thick black was spreading from the ground, as if it was going to devour all living things, and everything would never be okay again, he felt the boundless despair at that time.
He covered his eyes and wept for no reason.
4:13 minutes.
He will always remember the time when Xun Lian stopped his car in front of Yongli Baolihao Hotel.
There was a deafening siren sound downstairs. The ambulance and four police cars lined up one after another. The red and cruel blues turned the night sky into a weird purple. He looked around blankly, even wondering how he was approaching the hotel door. .
In the lobby of the hotel, Aino was holding his back to his back, leaning on his body, and narrating to the police officer almost freely, while another girl beside him was already crying. A few hours ago, Lin Chen also watched the TV, which was Song Shengsheng's assistant lady.
Many days of unpleasant premonitions lingering in his heart finally came true. Lin Chen stepped towards Xiangye step by step. He stretched his hand directly from the back and dragged the elite's neckline, saying in a nearly trembling tone, "What happened."
The moment Aino saw him, his eyes were split, Lin Chen was dragged by his neckline.
Aino yelled, "Why do you have a face here, Lin Chen, who is dead and killed by you, he said he didn't want to see you, why do you still force him over and over!"
Aino ’s shout was so loud that someone around him had been secretly filming with a mobile phone camera, and the flash was on. Lin Chen only felt that someone had hammered him hard with a hammer.
At this moment, a powerful arm protruded from the oblique side, holding back Aino with his hands.
Lin Chen saw Xing Conglian.
Xiang Ye screamed in pain on the spot, but his scream was miserable, but he kept narrating: "I protect him so much, so I don't want to be hurt again, why do you keep pressing him, yes, you have mercy on him, But why do you put pressure on him again and again when he doesn't want to see you, he said he thought of Li Jingtian when he saw you, and he was right at all, you are the same people. "
The crystal chandelier lowered the dazzling light, and Lin Chen's chest turned into countless emotions. He could not tell the color in front of him, but after hearing Aiye said that, he still forced himself to calm down, using a kind he even felt inhuman. "In the first place, I will not murder Song Shengsheng, because that is the way I am here. There is sufficient proof of absence. Second, I have never contacted Song Shengsheng. The only person who killed him could be you." Not me. Finally, tell me how he died? "
Beside him, the girl's sharp cry was about to pierce the eardrum. Lin Chen turned her head and gave a cold glance at the sounding position, and then the girl stopped the cry instantly.
"If your boss doesn't answer, you will answer me in person and tell me how Song Song died."
"Sound ... Sound ..." The girl sat crying on the ground. "Sound ... in the bathroom ... in the bathroom ... cut ... slit his throat."
Hearing this sentence, Lin Chen could hardly stand still. He shuddered, and at this moment, Xun Lianwen held his back firmly.
He suppressed the meaning of his throat again, holding his palm firmly, looking around, forcing himself to stay awake.
"Take me to the scene," he said to the police officer next to him.
"Why did you go? I didn't want to see you when I was alive!" Ayano shouted almost insanely, completely unlike the gentleman who was once polite.
"Mr. Aino, please cooperate with the police investigation, otherwise I will arrest you for obstructing official duties."
Under this circumstance, Xing Conglian still kept aloof calm. He quickly presented the document to the police officer in the lobby of the hotel and said publicly: "Hongjing Brigade, torture."
The police officer nodded quickly: "I know, I know you and Advisor Lin."
"Take us to the scene now."
Seeing the policeman's hesitation, Xun Lian nodded his head and continued to say, "You can reject me, but I will call all the people who can let us enter the scene. Trust me, there will always be a nod, so do not waste time."