Breaking Through the Clouds

boom--!

The air wave rushed towards the face with sparks, and the rubble burned and splashed in the explosion.The load-bearing wall couldn't hold up anymore, and a new round of collapse came from far and near, and the ruined walls fell from the top of the head like a torrential rain in the flames, isolating the flickering police lights and the hustle and bustle of people's voices in the distance:

"The command center requests reinforcements, requests reinforcements!"

"Where's Team Jiang? Where's Team Jiang?!"

"It's not good, Team Jiang rushed in! Hurry up, hurry up!!!..."

……

Purgatory turned into mottled and distorted blocks of color, and the noise quickly receded like a tide; the palm holding the wall was burned, and the blood flowing from the five fingers was quickly evaporated by the flames.But he felt no pain, and he couldn't hear anything, no matter how many times the same scene was repeated in the dream, the whole world only heard his hot and hoarse panting, and then he raised his gun to the figure of the devil gradually walking out of the sea of ​​flames ——

boom!

The figure is getting closer.

boom!

Bang bang bang!

The bullet sank into the illusory shadow, as if passing through the air, and was thrown into the fire without a sound.

He let go of his hand, and the [-]-style fell in front of him, making an insignificant click in the sea of ​​flames.

"I'm here," he heard a poisonous snake-like voice behind him, and he gently leaned over his ear with a cold smile, then stroked his cheek with one hand, and said, "Jiang Ting, I'm here."

For the thousand and first time, he turned his head from the dream, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't see the figure against the light clearly in the nightmare.

"Go to hell, come with me." The figure smiled and said, "It's over for you...forever."

He closed his eyes, and with the last bit of consciousness, he heard the fire screaming approaching, and the siren approaching from afar.But the soaring fire devoured everything, the earth trembled and burned, and countless claws stretched out, dragging him into a dark abyss...

·

Three years later, Jianning City.

Jiang Ting opened his eyes.

The sun shines into the ward from outside the tulle curtains, and the white and clean walls reflect the halo. A bouquet of white roses in front of the bed is still dewy, exuding a faint fragrance. The soft voice of the nurse floats in through the open door:

"Bed 538 will go through the discharge procedures today. Tell the director and prepare to make a list for the family members..."

"He's been in a coma for several years, yet he can still wake up and be discharged from the hospital! It can be seen that people are really..."

"Hush!" the head nurse said softly, "Go do your job!"

The footsteps gradually went away, but Jiang Ting didn't respond.

He maintained the posture of just waking up, leaning on the reclining chair in front of the window, with the usual indifference to nightmares in the depths of his pupils, reflecting the lush trees and the blue sky beyond.

After a while, the door of the ward was gently pushed open, and then someone approached cautiously.Jiang Ting didn't turn his head back, the visitor didn't stop until he was beside him, and said softly, "Brother Jiang."

Yang Mei has carefully dyed curly hair, a black dress, red nails, a platinum bag, and a large envelope just brought out of the doctor's office under her arm. Seeing his gaze, she smiled and said, "I see you I didn't wake you up when I fell asleep. The formalities are all done, the car is downstairs, let's go."

Jiang Ting remained silent, and nodded after a while.

This is a private sanatorium in Jianning with excellent conditions. Even if it is only hung with equipment to maintain life, it is expensive. What's more, he is in good health when he wakes up, and he has received quite meticulous care in the past few years.

But no matter what, after being in a coma for three full years, it is still very difficult to return to normal physiologically immediately.

"Have you heard, that bed 538 who has been in a coma for three years is her fiancé!"

"A beautiful Bai Fumei is so infatuated..."

"It's also a crime at a young age, so it's possible that you won't be able to stand up in the future?"

……

Yang Mei personally pushed the wheelchair into the elevator, and the door slowly closed, blocking out every whispered word in the air.

The elevator began to descend, and Jiang Ting's expressionless face was reflected on the metal door, but Yang Mei behind him was a little embarrassed and coughed: "When I was transferred here, the nurse asked me to fill out a form, which asked about family relations. It was also a moment of anxiety and confusion..."

Jiang Ting said, "If it wasn't for you, I would have died."

"How can you say that? If it wasn't for Brother Jiang, I don't know where I'm going to be in prison now. My today is you—"

"But those people didn't give up on me." Jiang Ting interrupted her, "I have limited mobility and my life is in danger. Be careful not to be dragged down by me."

Yang Mei wanted to say something else, but when she saw the reflection on the elevator door, Jiang Ting had already closed her eyes, so she had to hold back.

·

The lights have not yet fallen, but the neon lights of the Evernight Palace KTV have already been lit up early.A big Benz stopped at the rear door, Yang Mei got out of the car and rushed to open the rear door, just about to go to help with the driver, Jiang Ting raised his hand to stop her.

Jiang Ting grabbed the car door, exerted all his strength, let out an indistinct muffled groan, and stood up slowly after a while.

"Ouch, brother, slow down!" The driver was about to reach out subconsciously, but Yang Mei was a step ahead of him, and he was the first to give him a strong support, and walked towards the back entrance of the KTV.

It was less than a month since Jiang Ting woke up, and it was still difficult to walk daily. Yang Mei was wearing high heels again. The two of them wobbled onto the sidewalk. Jiang Ting said, "It's still on."

He was referring to this KTV, and Yang Mei said, "Well, you were the one who settled the contract dispute back then. With this store, you can know all kinds of news, and it's safer—what are you looking at?"

She followed Jiang Ting's line of sight, not far from the deserted back door of the KTV, there was a young boy with a schoolbag standing on the curb, as if waiting for someone.As soon as the eyes of the two parties met, the boy quickly lowered his head and walked away in a hurry.

"It's okay." Jiang Ting withdrew his gaze, "Go in."

"The first and second floors are all boxes, and the third floor is an office and dormitory. I usually live here. The conditions are mediocre, so you make do with it first. Hey Xiao Zhang! What are you doing in a daze, pour water for Brother Jiang!"

The waiter rushed out, but was stopped by Jiang Ting: "Go ahead."

The sound insulation of the dormitory is quite good, and the noise of the KTV downstairs can hardly be heard.Yang Mei had arranged it in advance, the window faced the back alley, tables, chairs and beds were all available, just like a small hotel suite.

"There are too many people in the store and it's inconvenient. I'll buy a house in a few days and settle down, so I can have a hiding place. The people in Gongzhou can't find me here. It's been a few years. They must think you He is already dead, and if there is still no movement in two years, I will close the shop, and we will fly away..."

Yang Meixu babbled, her slender figure walked back and forth to pack her things and drew the curtains.

Jiang Ting's eyes fell on the full-length mirror, his face was reflected by the dim light, his eyelashes and the bridge of his nose cast extremely three-dimensional shadows, hiding the cold eye sockets and corners of his lips in the darkness.

Yang Mei said: "China is so big, if you hide in the corners of Guangxi and Yunnan, ghosts can't find it... Hey Brother Jiang, I put your washing things here for you."

When she turned her head, she saw Jiang Ting sitting under the lamp, the light and shadow outlined the tall and straight lines of his body, his slender fingers crossed, and the fingertips glowed with subtle light.

No matter how beautiful the face bestowed by God is, it can't survive serious illness. A tragic car accident and three years of coma are enough to change a beautiful skin.But at that moment, Yang Mei looked at Jiang Ting under the desk lamp, but felt that he hadn't changed too much. There were some soul-stirring things coming out of his bones, which were no different from when they first met a few years ago. .

Yang Mei didn't dare to disturb him.After a long time, Jiang Ting said solemnly: "After a while, I will be able to move more easily, so I will go back to Gongzhou. You can pack up your things and go back to your hometown to avoid the limelight."

"——What?" Yang Mei was very unexpected: "No, Brother Jiang, those people are doing things to kill the grass, and if they find out that you are not dead, they will definitely come to kill you! Besides, not only them, but also that person, that person! Even scarier—”

Yang Mei's voice stopped as if being strangled.

There was an even more terrifying existence, without even mentioning its name, which terrified her to the point where she could barely speak.

"I know," Jiang Ting said, "but when the plastics factory exploded, people from my team were inside, and more than a dozen lives were lost when the fuse went off. I have to explain to them."

Yang Mei choked, and Jiang Ting waved at her, which meant that she didn't need to say more.

"Prepare me a set of identity documents, a mobile phone and a computer, and buy a few more mobile phone cards with non-real names. Go."

Yang Mei muttered for a moment, then heaved a long sigh, turned around and left.

·

At this time, the KTV was already open for business. The colorful lights decorated in the corridors of the boxes were changing, and music with a strong sense of rhythm came from the hall, and young people in trendy dresses passed by in groups.Yang Mei told the assistant what Jiang Ting said, and told her to do it carefully immediately, then went downstairs absent-mindedly to check around.

She came out of the crystal elevator and turned a corner. Suddenly, the door of a box opened in front of her, and a tall man strode out with the ghost-crying "I want to love you if you die" behind you, and went straight to the bar counter, piercing Changhong with aura. He flicked the glass in front of the bartender:

"What is your house selling?!"

Yang Mei couldn't help but stop, and the bartender looked at it for a moment: "Long Island Iced Tea, dear."

"Try it yourself, does this iced tea have any fucking alcohol?"

"A dear who doesn't smell like alcohol, our family sells iced tea dear."

"No, isn't this consumer fraud?"

The bartender immediately put on a straight face and said confidently: "I don't like hearing what you say, handsome guy. Its name is Long Island Iced Tea, and it is made with fresh black tea and lemon. It is clearly a high-quality iced black tea. How can it be called fraud?"

"..." The man's three views were obviously overturned, and he wondered for a while, "Then I'll order a Bloody Mary, and you'll cut your wrist and sprinkle a spoonful of black dog's blood for me to try?"

Yang Mei: "..."

This person is about 30 years old, his face is really good, even the changing color light like KTV dyeing workshop can't submerge his deep and straight facial features.His hair stood still unconvincingly, and he raised his height from more than 1.8 meters to 1.9 meters. The T-shirt under the leather jacket showed a thin and lean line. When he turned his head and spoke, even the side neck showed a clear muscle outline.

Bartender: "Oh, you're joking, handsome, Bloody Mary, don't worry, I'll cut a tomato for you first!"

Snapped!

The bartender was taken aback, and saw the handsome guy pull out a Swiss Army knife from the waistband of his trousers and slap it on the bar, and said coldly, "Do you do it yourself, or should I help you?"

Yang Mei's eyebrows twitched instantly.She had been on the road for a long time, and she could see a bit of gangsterism from the handsome and unruly eyebrows of the man with just one glance.

"You, you, you," the bartender groaned, and hurriedly hid: "What do you say about you!..."

"I'm sorry for this handsome guy." Yang Mei strode forward and said with a loud smile, "I'm the boss here. For safety reasons, the shop doesn't sell blended wine with an alcohol content of more than [-], so I make Long Island Iced Tea. It's iced tea. Since you want to order a cocktail, do you want us to make you a new one? Xiao Liu!"

The bartender with the name tag on his chest in Chinese and English - Agatha Don Francisco Tony - immediately called Sister Meimei softly.

"Tune a beach sunset for the handsome guy," Yang Mei smiled at the man, "I'll take care of it."

The man looked her up and down, then slowly put away the pocket knife, and snorted: "It's quite self-conscious to regulate the operation."

Yang Mei continued to laugh and said, "It's easy to say, but our waiter didn't make it clear. You see, Long Island Iced Tea is written on the list of 'non-alcoholic beverages'. I'm sorry for making you misunderstand."

However, it was fine if she didn't explain, and once she explained, she subverted the man's three views again: "—Misunderstanding?" He pointed to the wine glass and said in disbelief: "Just this Master Kong iced tea, you sell it for two hundred and eighty, and you have the nerve to say it's me." There is a misunderstanding, do you think I am blind or foolish?"

Yang Mei: "..."

The handsome guy turned around and went back to the box, obviously wanting to call a friend out to comment.Yang Mei was about to catch up, when suddenly a chef stumbled towards the back kitchen, and grabbed her like a life-saving straw: "Yang, sister Yang is not good! The kitchen, the kitchen freezer..."

Yang Mei lowered her head, half of the chef's pale face was green and half blue under the light, her whole body trembled like a convulsion:

"A thief got into the freezer and was frozen, as if he was frozen to death!"

·

Yang Mei stood in front of the open large freezer, unable to utter a single syllable.

The hustle and bustle of the nightclub seems to be far away, and the huge back kitchen is dead silent.The back door of the kitchen leading to the garbage bin in the alley was ajar, and the draft blew through it like the breath of the dead against the ears of the living.

The helpers, waiters, and bartenders hid in the back, so still that the shivering of each other's legs could be heard.After a while, the bartender asked in a low voice as if about to cry, "Die, die, die... are you dead?"

A boy in his twenties fell on his back, his face was blue and purple, his eyes were wide open, his mouth and nose were bleeding, his naked upper body was covered with frost, and he kept his arms slightly opened before he died.

"..." Yang Mei's chest kept rising and falling, and she squatted down slowly for a while, her hands trembling to sniff.

Suddenly her hand was held down.

"Ah!" Yang Mei jumped up in shock, turned her head to look, but saw Jiang Ting: "Brother Jiang Jiang Jiang!"

Without saying a word, Jiang Ting motioned her to go back.Yang Mei staggered back half a step, only to see him half-kneeling down, took out the kitchen latex gloves and put them on, first poked the boy's neck, then rolled his eyelids, pondered for a moment, then shook his head.

The little waiter knelt down immediately.

Yang Mei's knees almost went limp, but she managed to stabilize herself after seeing a big battle: "What the hell is going on? A thief with no eyesight was chased and hid in the refrigerator. Or who beat him to death and threw the smoking ones into our freezer? Is the back door of the kitchen open again today, where is the manager?! Give me Old Zhao—”

Jiang Ting blocked her, "Call the police."

Yang Mei seemed to be strangled immediately: "Brother Jiang, this...isn't appropriate."

During the three years since Jiang Ting was in a coma, she tried to avoid dealing with the police as much as possible. She didn't even dare to drive faster than the speed limit, and she didn't dare to leave any records in the public security system.But Jiang Ting supported the wall and stood up, took a breath, and raised his chin towards the corpse:

"There are no marks of blows on the head, front and back, no smell of alcohol, and no trauma. The nipples on the upper body are contracted, and there are obvious erythema and purple swelling. It is frostbite formed during his lifetime, forming a clear dividing line with the waist of the trousers. He was not thrown in after being beaten to death. Here, they were frozen to death in the freezer."

The little waitress and the bartender Tony hugged each other tightly and shivered, Yang Mei's eyes were fixed and her mind was in a daze.

Jiang Ting sighed: "Call the police."

The metropolis with a population of more than 1000 million is full of traffic.Rows upon rows of high-rise buildings and huge advertising screens are intertwined with each other, lighting up the bustling city night with singing and dancing.

At the end of the street, at the main entrance of the Public Security Bureau of Fuyang District, Jianning City, several cars with flashing red and blue lights rushed onto the main road and joined the late-coming traffic in an instant.

"Brother Yan, don't talk nonsense with them, go directly to the Industrial and Commercial Bureau to say hello. This is Master Kong's iced black tea. It only costs a Lipton if you die. Brothers have never drank [-] bottles since they were young. There are still [-] bottles. Can you not recognize..."

In the box, the lights were dim and the roar was loud, and seven or eight young people were hanging shoulder to shoulder and spraying a mic together. Ma Xiang was lying next to Yan Mao's ear and shouting loudly, when he was suddenly interrupted by the ringing of the mobile phone.

As soon as Yan Yan looked at the caller ID, he immediately stopped him and answered, "Hello, Bureau Wei?"

The word Wei Ju is like a curse, it’s fine if you didn’t hear it. Ma Xiang froze at the side, and saw Yan Yan sticking to the phone twice, and his expression sank as expected:

"The Fuyang sub-bureau is already on the way? Well, okay, okay... Got it, I'll show someone."

"You have to love even after you die - you can't be happy if you don't love it -"

Bang!Keng——!

The music stopped abruptly along with the colorful light, and a group of young people who looked like demons dancing wildly stopped their voices and looked over with wide-eyed eyes.

Yan Yan turned on the light with a snap, and threw away the beer bottle that was used to knock on the table just now, and said in a deep voice: "There is news from the command center that people have reported that a person died near Fuyang Road, and the police station and sub-bureau's cars are already on the way." , Director Wei asked us to go and see the scene."

Everyone was in mourning immediately: "No, Deputy Team Yan!" "How about giving us a half-day vacation after finishing the case?" "Where is the scene? Oh shit, our car is still parked in the city bureau..."

"No need for a car," Yan Yan said slowly, "it's in the back kitchen of this KTV, and the person who reported the crime is the boss here."

Everyone: "..."

Yan Xie turned around and pushed open the door, sighing: "Let's go - this is the fastest scene in the history of the Municipal Bureau. Hey waiter! Come here, where are you back kitchens going?"

The back kitchen door was closed tightly, and the chefs and waiters who didn't know why were shut outside the door and whispering, and then they were forcibly evacuated.Yan Xi ignored the surrounding discussions, strode forward and knocked on the door: "Open the door! Police!"

When the door opened, Yang Mei raised her head, and when her eyes touched Yan Xie's handsome face, she instantly petrified, and said tremblingly, "You, you..."

"What are you, you, iced tea sells for two hundred and eighty, you ran into a ghost when you opened a black shop." Yan Xie took out his ID card from the inner pocket of his jacket, and the word "public security" almost blinded everyone's 24K titanium alloy dog ​​eyes. : "Criminal Investigation Detachment Yan Yan, get out of the way, don't block the scene, give us both shoe covers, where is the body?"