genius psychologist

Chapter 270 [Who draws the gun faster? 】

Thailand, Pattaya.

In a nondescript ambulance station on the edge of the beach.

Ding sound.

The bullet landed on the metal disc.

Wearing thin plastic gloves, Fang Wentao was carefully taking the bullet out of Chen Dong's wound and stitching it up.

His voice was very weak, as if he was talking to himself.

"You know how many movies I watched when I was a kid?"

"Since I was five years old, I have been entrusted to an old grandmother's family, and their family sold CDs at that time."

"It's a movie disc in the traditional sense, and guests need a DVD recorder to play it."

He held a cigarette, squinted his eyes and took a puff, took a needle and thread to sew up the wound, and then continued: "I just sit there every day, watching movies all day long."

"Maybe ten hours a day."

"I watched almost all the CDs in the store at that time..."

"Romance movies, action movies, horror movies, police movies, suspenseful reasoning, life art, and even animal world..."

At this point, Fang Wentao cut off the needle and thread very neatly, and then jokingly said: "I knew that the world is very big when I was very young, and there are many interesting people, interesting places, and interesting stories."

"So I set goals for myself."

"I want to experience as many kinds of life as possible."

Fang Wentao enjoyed the puff of the cigarette, then slowly raised his head, "5 movies a day, 365 days a year."

"There are 10 works in 18250 years. In fact, there are no less than a hundred works. I have watched them dozens of times."

"From these movies, I have learned what I want, such as simple suture techniques, being a teacher, being a doctor, and the languages ​​of more than a dozen countries."

He flicked the cigarette ash with interest, and then said: "In the end, you will find that this world is actually very interesting. People often only see the appearance, especially a stranger."

"When he sees you for the first time, what you are like will leave a deep memory in his brain."

"At this time, you just need to strengthen it a little bit, or use hints to make him feel that his judgment is correct."

"Then you'll play the role very well, for a short period of time."

The corner of Fang Wentao's mouth slightly raised: "No, when I first fetched bullets for others, some people really thought I knew medical skills."

Lu Yinhong's face was a little ugly, in fact, from that time on, he knew that there was no truth in this guy's mouth.

At this point, two figures walked over from the beach in the distance.

It was Dong Ergou and Ethan who escaped from the dark and closed truck.

Chen Dong and Li Laosan looked at each other, obviously heaving a sigh of relief.

Although I don't know what happened, it is clear that the other party has not received any serious damage.

Dong Ergou looked at the two unfamiliar faces and asked, "Who are they?"

Chen Dong introduced lightly: "The descendants of the Lu family and the Fang family, one is a chemistry artist, and the other is a showman and liar."

Dong Ergou glanced at the metal plate and bullets on the table, as well as the scalpel and scissors.

Coupled with the bandages on Chen Dong's body, you can see what's going on.

Sure enough, an accident happened.

He found a chair and sat down, touched a pack of cigarettes with a "ding" sound, and lit the lighter.

As the cigarette burned slowly, he opened his mouth and said, "Someone blocked us at the exit of the alley. A big truck shut us in."

Hearing this, Fang Wentao raised his eyebrows proudly at Lu Yinhong.

Indicating that his reasoning is completely hit.

Dong Ergou deliberately emphasized: "Caught alive, imprisoned, can't see anyone, don't know who it is."

Lu Yinhong took the initiative and said: "Our side has almost a dozen guns, but they haven't been chased out. It doesn't seem like we want to kill them all."

"The person who shot was the traitor who was confused inside." Chen Dong pinched the bridge of his nose, lowered his head and muttered: "Obviously someone wants to pick us up, but you don't know if those people are sincere and those people are fake .”

"Even if it is true, the crowd may be confused with bribed guys."

He judged with certainty in his tone: "The person who shot the gun has different eyes from the others, with fear and hesitation. He should not only have received money, but also been threatened."

The meaning is not difficult to understand, according to the situation at the time.

Everyone can figure it out.

More than a dozen guns were not fired, but someone fired.

Chen Dong frowned forcefully, and he said, "But one thing is certain, the three Interpol do know a lot, and they want to kill them."

He glanced at Li Laosan.

At this time, Li Laosan finally took out the intelligence evidence he collected from the two corpses from his pocket.

Including things on Tommy and Jack, blood, hair, skin tissue, and documents, mobile phones that were not taken.

Of course, these things, they currently have no conditions for analysis and data comparison.

Li Laosan explained: "Both Tommy and Jack died, and one escaped. The last text message before he died."

He looked around everyone with a serious expression, and spit out a few words.

"There is an inner ghost to stop the operation."

Chen Dong took a deep breath, tapped his fingers lightly on the armrest of the chair, and then looked at the blue sea in the distance, as if he was thinking about something.

After a few seconds, he said: "I have long thought that there was something wrong with the alarm."

"It was the police who rushed to the town suddenly, and finally arrested the three Interpol."

He played the original scene repeatedly in his mind, and then analyzed: "It should be the so-called police from the inner ghost."

The back of the silver-haired man Amber appeared in Chen Dong's head, and he said in a complicated tone: "The only thing that is uncertain now is whether the inner ghost is the two dead people or the guy who survived."

Dong Ergou took a drag on his cigarette and said slowly, "That means the silver-haired guy is not dead, right?"

Chen Dong judged very directly: "I think he is the ghost."

The crowd fell into a brief silence.

Li Laosan hesitated and said in surprise: "But he shot at me, at that distance, the bullet just passed the bridge of my nose."

Chen Dong stared directly at the small waves on the sea surface one after another.

"He's a master sniper!"

"From the time we first met, he took a limited number of shots, but three out of four were sniper rifles."

His voice is small, but with a kind of confidence.

There are scenes and scenes in the memory of Ha in my mind, just like a movie is rewinding.

There are some small details, even the subtle time node of one or two seconds, and many things can be inferred.

He took out the red laser pointer in his hand, and then played with it in his hand, turning it back and forth on his fingertips like a pen.

Then he opened his mouth to analyze: "First of all, the situation at that time was that the two of us killed the white Russian criminal policeman Tommy, and fired three shots in the process."

"It's inside the house, and the outside cannot judge what's going on inside."

"That is to say, neither the silver-haired man nor the black Jack knew that Tommy was dead."

"At this time, the text message came over, telling them that there is an insider."

"In the next two or three seconds, the black Jack died under the gun of the opponent, and he was killed by a single shot. The process was very closely connected, which is enough to prove that the two of them had joined when the text message was received."

Chen Dong squinted his eyes and looked at the crowd, then asked a question,
"Who do you think is the quickest to draw a gun when receiving a text message?"

Fang Wentao excitedly pushed the frame of the glasses, and blurted out without thinking: "It goes without saying that the inner ghost's gun is faster."

"He wouldn't hesitate to shoot anyone around him."

"There are three people in total. If there is only one ghost, then each person has two suspects."

"In addition to doubting the people in front of them, they also have to doubt their colleagues in the room. Naturally, they dare not shoot indiscriminately. What if the guy in the room is the insider!"

"Only the inner ghost can make a judgment at that moment, and immediately kill and silence him. He doesn't need to suspect anyone, because he is the inner ghost."

Fang Wentao shrugged and said, "Of course, if these two are insiders and they don't belong to the same party, this conclusion will not hold."

As soon as the words fell, everyone was thinking about which possibility was higher.

Suddenly the phone on the table vibrated.

buzzing-

buzzing-

A phone call came in.

At that moment, everyone suddenly held their breath, and the atmosphere became tense.

Because the mobile phone was obviously the mobile phone of the white Russian criminal policeman Tommy, everyone couldn't help swallowing, and stared at the mobile phone.

(End of this chapter)