Chapter 131

People not far away have covered their eyes and dare not look up. Song September is the same. She feels that she is dead this time, biting her teeth and waiting for the pain to come.

But between the lightning and flint, her wrist was seized by people. It was a little painful. She was in a cold sweat. She could only open her eyes and saw Fu's handsome face.

"What are you looking at?"

Fu Yan despised of Cu Cu eyebrow, didn't expect this woman still quite heavy, his hand already some ache.

Song Jiuyue was originally afraid of death. Knowing that she was saved, she almost didn't jump up. She was just hanging under her feet. She was a little short of oxygen.

"Old Husband, pull me up, I'm going to fall. "

It's a matter of life. What's the rule? She'll call her whatever she likes to hear.

This sentence is really very useful. Fu Jin feels that his arm is full of strength. With one effort, song September is pulled up. He leans on the ground and gasps for breath. He is afraid to wipe the sweat on his forehead.

"What did you just call me?"

Fu Yan is concerned about this, a pair of eyes closely staring at Song September, song September this time has come back to God, intend to put confused in the end.

"What, what?"

Fu Yan picked up her eyebrows, stretched out her hand and pulled the man up from the ground with a rare tenderness on her face.

"Forget it. Anyway, I'll call again next time. Remember first."

Zhengzhou on one side has already been subdued by the police, and some of them are pressed on the ground in embarrassment. The whole face is crazy. This man has been lurking in shengteng for so many years. If he hadn't shown his horse's feet today, I'm afraid Fu Yan would never have known.

Song Jiuyue was still a little shaken. He looked at the height of the floor and thought of the old man who had just been pushed down. He suddenly felt a little pitiful. He was a good man. He just wanted to find his daughter and be used by others, so he could get there.

Mo one this time just limp up, face is very calm, sweat along the forehead slowly flow down, it seems that also just trying to endure the pain.

I thought it would be over here, but Zhengzhou, who was subdued, burst out laughing.

"Fu Yan, you think it's over. I'll tell you that I've put bombs in some corners of shengteng. As long as I arrive at nine o'clock tomorrow morning, your building will be over. I didn't want to go out alive today. It's a big deal that everyone will die together!"

As soon as Zhengzhou's words came out, everyone's expression was dignified. Fu Jin stopped the police who wanted to take Zhengzhou away. This matter is related to the lives of so many people in the building. He can't let this person be taken away.

The police are also in a bit of a dilemma. On the one hand, they are Fu Shao, and on the other hand, they are the law. They can't really hand over the criminals to this person.

"Fu Shao, how about this? We'll take him away, but you can come to the place where he's locked up at any time. Hurry up and find those bombs."

Fu Ji nodded and carefully checked song September. He found that the other party was not hurt. He was relieved and put the person in his arms. His tone was a little spoiled.

"Go, go to the police station."

A group of people take the elevator to go downstairs. Song Jiuyue secretly observes the subdued Zhengzhou. The corners of his mouth are hooked. It turns out that the other party also has weaknesses.

After arriving at the police station, Zhengzhou refused to tell where the bomb was hidden until 10 p.m., and the police were in a bit of a hurry. If the delay continued, the bomb would have to explode at 9 p.m. tomorrow.

Shengteng is a landmark building in Los Angeles. If it blows up, the staff inside can evacuate ahead of time, but it will certainly make people panic. I think there are some terrorists in Los Angeles.

Fu Yan's lips pressed tightly. This man was determined not to tell the location of the bomb. He already had a will to die mentality. Such a person is the most difficult to deal with.

Song Jiuyue is also standing quietly. On such a serious occasion, she is not suitable to interrupt. However, thinking of a detail she just noticed, she can't help pulling lafujin's clothes.

"What's the matter?"

Fu Yan's frown loosened two points. He turned to look at Song September, thinking that this man was scared too much and wanted to go back?

"Try to shut him in a claustrophobic room. Don't turn on the light. I suspect he is claustrophobic."

Fu Jiao picks his eyebrows and thinks about how this man can see it, but he doesn't doubt song Jiuyue. He makes a sign to the police. In a short time, Zhengzhou is pushed into a dark room. All the doors and windows are closed, and everyone is waiting outside.

Within ten minutes, there came the sound of beating the door in Zhengzhou. The sound was heartbreaking. It was estimated that his hand must have been killing him.

Fu Yan hooked the corner of his mouth and put song September in his arms. He asked with some doubts: "how do you know he has claustrophobia?"

Song September bowed his head, and when he raised his head, his eyes flashed a bright light.

"Just in the elevator, I noticed that he was very nervous, his legs and feet were shaking, his forehead was sweating all the time, and even his lips were a little pale. In the past, my classmates had claustrophobia and didn't dare to take the elevator at all. Originally, I just guessed, but when I got out of the building, I took the opportunity to ask the employees of shengteng. They all said that Zhengzhou seldom took the elevator, so I was more determined that he should take the elevator It should be claustrophobia. "Fu Yan pecked her on the lip, just like a cat, laughing and beating.

"Great."

There was another "bang bang" sound in the room. It seemed that Zhengzhou was banging its head against the wall. The police took the opportunity to shout.

"Tell us where the bomb is. We'll let you out right away and try to be lenient."

"No way!"

Zhengzhou's roar came from inside. I can hear it. I can't stand it for long. Everyone is waiting quietly. Zhengzhou's voice gradually goes down from roar to whisper.

"Let me out..."

"Let me out..."

"Where the bomb is, do you say it or not?"

It's two o'clock in the morning, and the police don't have much patience. Zhengzhou is shaking and holding himself. He always feels that there are dense things crawling slowly in the dark, which makes his scalp numb. He doesn't dare to move when he stays in the same place. He is scared and suffocated. His chest is like being pressed by a huge stone, which makes him breathless.

"I said, I said, please, let me out..."

His voice was weak and his hands and feet were weak. The police opened the door of the room. Two people went in and put Zhengzhou out. A model map of shengteng company was quickly put in front of him.

"Draw."

Zhengzhou shaking holding pen, lips also trembling, looked back at the dark room, heart was filled with great panic, eyes closed, began to draw on the picture.