Breaking Through the Clouds

Xian Shengrong, male, 40 years old, was imprisoned for wandering around, stealing, selling ecstasy, etc. After he was released from prison, he went to work in Jiangyang County.

The anti-theft camera of a small supermarket near the provincial road in Jiangyang County captured the last back view of Xian Shengrong when he left the scene in a hurry.A few hours later, Wei Yao, Huang Xing and others extracted a 9mm Luger shell casing from where he was standing; half a month later, his decomposing body was found somewhere on the national highway [-] kilometers away.

Cause of death, traffic accident.

"The ghost knows whether it was an accident or intentional, anyway, it's already smashed." Gou Li snorted and ate noodles from the car's Bluetooth, and said, "Hey boss, give me another marinated egg, add some spicy peppers, thank you... The initial autopsy report did not show any abnormalities, and the second autopsy did not find an egg. In short, traffic accidents are one of the most difficult methods of intentional homicide. Our forensic work is done. I suggest you go back and continue Fall in love with surveillance."

The car was speeding on the highway, and Yan Xie was sitting on the co-pilot, subconsciously grabbing his hair that he hadn't had time to apply hairspray when he was discharged from the hospital this morning: "You are the director of forensic medicine, my dog, the second autopsy didn't find anything? You Is it on the same level as the county forensic doctor?"

Sitting in the noodle shop, Gou Li ate deliciously, with an earphone hanging on his ears, and snorted contemptuously: "Stop doing this, you were the one who kept pushing me to overtime, which made me work overtime for half a day. In a few months, one person dissected the entire series of poisoning cases—I can tell you that the radical method has been useless for so many years, don’t want me to go back and do the third inspection!”

"Okay, send me the second inspection report." Yan Xie said helplessly and dotingly, "I really can't do anything about you."

Gou Li trembled from nausea, and hung up the phone by mistake.

After a while, the phone buzzed, and the second autopsy notes were sent.

Jiang Ting drove calmly, while Yan Yan was sitting on the co-pilot, flipping through Gou Li's notes with one hand, while the other hand dishonestly rested on the driver's lap, tentatively stretching between his legs every few minutes, and then Jiang Ting did nothing Unceremoniously caught out.

Originally, according to Yan Xie's statement, as long as the husband is still breathing when the family travels, the wife must not be allowed to drive. This is related to the status and dignity of a man.But because he had just been discharged from the hospital, Jiang Ting was worried that he would drive back to Jianning for more than two hours, so he said that he now had a psychological shadow on the car driven by Yan Yan—it had risen to the height of PTSD—and forced him to drive him away. Enter the co-pilot.

Yan Mao deeply felt that the machismo he believed in had been challenged, but on second thought, when he was discharged from the hospital in the morning, he had neither had time to wash his hair, take a bath, change his clothes, nor shave and have his hair styled. Buy two get one free at night package [-], Jiang Ting would have no time to pay attention to him while driving, so he readily agreed.

"Xian Shengrong once went to a sports school to major in shooting, no wonder he was hired as a killer." Yan Xie murmured into the phone, "But the death was quite miserable, with severe wear and tear on the back muscles and ribs, soft tissue contusion, and reduced lung volume , the direct cause of death was dyspnea and excessive blood loss caused by pneumothorax..."

"Typical procrastination to death," Jiang Ting said while holding the steering wheel.

Yan Xie nodded, "It should have been dragged for quite a long distance, but because the body was discovered late, the local traffic police squadron did not have a strong sense of protection on the scene, so it was impossible to accurately determine the road where the incident occurred. To be honest, this is my last An annoying traffic accident, firstly, there is no specific time, secondly, there is no precise location, the monitoring should see the year of the monkey go away?"

Jiang Ting asked: "Have you checked Xian Shengrong's social relations, income, family and friends?"

"It is said that the investigation has been carried out. Those cronies and friends who usually hang out with him did not ask anything about the situation, and there is no abnormality in the bank flow. Only 5 yuan in cash and old banknotes are kept at home."

—Old banknotes.

No matter who hired Xian Shengrong, this person's anti-reconnaissance ability is already quite strong.

"...only fifty thousand," Jiang Ting murmured.

Yan Yan looked at him mockingly: "Why, your husband's life is cheaper than yours, you feel very proud?"

Jiang Ting waved his hand as if he wanted to give him a hand, but Yan Yan caught him in the air and pinched him in the palm of his hand.

"Don't make trouble." Jiang Ting immediately pulled his hand back to hold the steering wheel, his fair side face seemed serious, and he focused on the road ahead: "I was just thinking how it could be so cheap, it doesn't suit me...it doesn't conform to common sense."

Yan Yan sighed: "I now believe that you have never been in a relationship before."

It just so happened that when the red light at the intersection of the highway happened, Jiang Ting stepped on the brake slowly and gave Yan Xie a weird look.

"If I were given a chance to buy a murderer to kill the King of Spades, and I was almost 5% sure of success, I would not spend millions to hire a world-class killer, and every point more than [-] yuan would be given to the K of Spades. Face. Do you understand this kind of psychology? Killing a chicken with a sledgehammer is itself a compliment to the chicken. In fact, this small ant-like character should not even work. I stepped on it, and I wasted hundreds of dollars on him. Wan? Why don’t I just do something with a few million?”

Jiang Ting was puzzled with a ignorant face.

"So," Yan Yan said affectionately, "you don't understand the subtle hostility between males at all."

"..." Jiang Ting thought to himself, what kind of anti-scientific theory is this, you are talking nonsense.

Yan Yan waggled his index finger, his face full of inscrutability, as if he were an experienced expert in male emotional issues.

At this time, the green light turned on, Jiang Ting stepped on the accelerator, and slowly drove up the viaduct leading to Jianning city along with the traffic from the high speed.

"I don't know much about the internal structure of this drug cartel, but I have observed it carefully." Jiang Ting frowned and said, "K of Spades should have a team of people who are responsible for dealing with the aftermath, and leaving clues when they are doing something that cannot be avoided. In the case of the case, the killer would choose to commit suicide to protect his employer. These death squads were recruited from very poor places in Myanmar, and the remuneration was paid to their families in Myanmar, so even if the domestic police tracked down the killer who had committed suicide, it would be very difficult. Then follow the flow of foreign funds to find out the connection between the killer and the king of spades, which is a perfect killing mechanism."

As he said that, Jiang Ting glanced at Yan Yan again, feeling a little suspicious: "So why did you use an 'outsider' like Xian Shengrong this time..."

Using an "outsider" to assassinate Yan Mao, and afterward, he had to go to great lengths to silence Xian Shengrong.Although the "traffic accident" was done as neatly as when Ajie killed Fan Si on the highway, which is a typical K of Spades style, it is not the most efficient and optimal solution in itself.

Is it really like what Yan Xie said, killing chickens with a sledgehammer, in the eyes of Spade K, Yan Xie's life is a waste of a penny?

"Neither you nor I are perverts, and we don't understand the psychopathic thinking of spade K." Yan Xie patted Jiang Ting's thigh, and said, "The fastest entry point is the [-]-type police gun used by Xian Shengrong. Bar."

Jiang Ting thought for a long time, nodded in agreement and said, "Yes, we still need to track down that gun first."

Yan Xie's face was full of seriousness, and his hand slipped in again a little bit.After a while, Jiang Ting looked calm and calm, holding the steering wheel at six o'clock with one hand, and grabbed the restless big hand and placed it on his thigh with the other.

Yan Xie probably felt that this position was acceptable, so he didn't fight for himself any further, and instead asked, "When do you plan to go to Gongzhou to find Qi Sihao?"

"The night is long and the dream is full. It's not too late. If Spade K starts to investigate the outflow of blue gold in advance, it will be too late." Jiang Ting thought for a while and said, "I will leave in these two days."

Yan Xie nodded and said nothing, the car drove through the urban area of ​​Jianning City, and the familiar scenery in front of the building of the Criminal Investigation Detachment of the Municipal Public Security Bureau came oncoming.Jiang Ting took out his sunglasses and a baseball cap and put them on. As usual, he didn't park the car at the main entrance, but put Yan Xie down a block away, and let him walk to the city bureau by himself.

"I'll go to the bureau and come back as soon as I sign in. I'll take you to dinner." Yan Xie just turned around to leave, but suddenly stopped again, checking that no one was paying attention, and quickly pulled Jiang Ting's hand under the palm of his hand. A kiss, and whispered: "Don't eat by yourself, you must just eat something to kill yourself, it's not good for your health."

Then, without waiting for Jiang Ting to answer, he laughed, waved his hands backwards, turned around and walked along the sidewalk to the Jianning City Bureau.

Behind him, Jiang Ting's ears felt a little hot, and it took him a long time to say something silently: "...It's greasy and crooked."

·

"Brother Yan!"

"Team Yan!"

Colleagues in the corridor greeted one after another, Yan Yan’s footsteps were windy, and before he entered the big office of the Criminal Investigation Detachment, he saw a black shadow flying towards him, and Ma Xiang fell into the air like a milk swallow throwing himself into the forest: "Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooh Brother Yan, we all thought we would never see you again, woo woo woo..."

Yan Yan made Lingling dodge, grabbed Ma Xiang's back collar and lifted it up, and pushed his crying face away with a palm: "You get it, who was crying and clamoring two days ago and insisted on going back to Jianning immediately, If you sleep on the hard bed in the hospital, you will have a herniated disc?"

Ma Xiang felt very aggrieved, and said to himself, was it because you were so sticky with Consultant Lu in the hospital all day long, and blinded my 24K titanium alloy dog ​​eyes?

The younger brothers of the Criminal Investigation Detachment expressed their sincere congratulations and ardent thoughts to their eldest brother - it is said that it was because Yu Zhu personally sat in the detachment every day during Yan Mao's absence this week. They don't even dare to sneak around the city bureau's wifi, let alone spend the office's small coffers to buy cigarettes, string skewers and eat potato chips. Life is so boring.

Even Han Xiaomei, who always saw Yan Yan like a mouse and a cat, came over to give her a gift from the hospital - a box of scrambled eggs with leeks.

Han Xiaomei said this: "I heard that you crashed a car and stayed in the hospital for several days. I am worried that you are weak, and I think you may need to make up for it..."

"..." Yan Yan stared at the leek for a long time with no expression on his face, and then said softly, "Consultant Lu will thank you very much."

Han Xiaomei didn't know why, so she was quite proud and left happily.

Yan Yan put the box of scrambled eggs with leeks on the table, planning to push the pot to it for tonight, when suddenly he heard two light knocks on the office door, Gao Panqing was standing at the door, with a somewhat unattractive expression on his face Be careful: "Brother Yan, Director Lu is looking for you."

"Oh," Yan Xie reacted: "Is there any progress in the investigation of medicinal wine?"

Gao Panqing hesitated to speak, looked behind to see that there was no one in the corridor, then closed the office door with his backhand, walked to Yan Mao's side, and whispered a few words in his ear.

"Fang Zhenghong said that?" After a while, Yan Yan asked in a low voice with a slightly raised tone.

Gao Panqing nodded, and repeated the whole process of Lu Ju's interrogation of Fang Zhenghong in person that day, as well as the words he expressed his trust in Fang Zhenghong after he came out, and said: "Although Lu Ju doesn't believe that Fang Zhenghong is suspected, but Team Yu was very opposed to Director Lu's actions, the two argued for a long time, and in the end Deputy Director Wei came out to smooth things over, and it was agreed that Team Fang would be temporarily suspended for investigation."

The light in Yan Mo's eyes flickered slightly, and he suddenly asked, "What's Fang Zhenghong's reaction?"

"No response."

Yan Yan asked: "Fang Zhenghong was so fierce when he was being questioned, but he didn't respond when he was suspended?"

Gao Panqing was also a little puzzled, but she nodded affirmatively.

Yan Xie nodded silently, and asked again: "What's going on in that bureau now?"

"It's calm, there's no discussion." Gao Panqing explained: "Bureau Lu wants to control public opinion. Only a few directors, Director Huang of the technical investigation, Gou Forensic Doctor, and Xiao Ma and I know about your poisoning. No one knows about Fang Team becoming a suspect. Besides, Fang Team has already been suspended for such a long time due to injuries, and if he stops working for a period of time, no one will suspect anything."

——The result of this treatment is obviously not beneficial to Yan Xie, and even to the entire criminal investigation team.

"Okay, I got it." Yan Yan remained calm, stood up and patted him on the shoulder: "You go back first, I'll go find Bureau Lu."

Gao Panqing was obviously very worried, but he had been in the city bureau for many years, he was no longer a young criminal policeman like Ma Xiang and Han Xiaomei, knowing that he could do nothing with his own status, so he nodded and left the office.

·

"Hey Team Yan," in the corridor outside the director's office, the secretary happened to come out with the materials in his arms. When he bumped into Yan Yan, he pointed to the office and made a phone call: "I'm busy. I just connected to the provincial department. How many minutes will you wait?"

——What a coincidence?

Yan Mo's eyes froze for a moment, then she smiled, nodded and said, "It's okay, I'll just stand here and wait."

Handsome, rich and good-natured, Deputy Yan's detachment is really not popular in the city bureau, and the secretary is also very enthusiastic: "It's so tiring to stand here, why don't you come to the secretariat for a while?"

"It's okay, I've been driving all the way, and I'll stand for a while to loosen my muscles."

The secretary didn't insist, and left after greeting with a smile.

Yan Xie stood in front of the glass window at the end of the corridor, the late autumn afternoon sun reflected on the white wall, the background was warm yellow and bright, but his eyes against the light were bottomless.He remembered Gao Panqing's words. Fang Zhenghong threw away the only empty medicine bottle that could be used as physical evidence, but he couldn't give any excuse...

"I have my reasons, and I don't want to say them."

Perhaps it was the sixth sense brought about by many years of criminal investigation work. From Fang Zhenghong's strange reaction, Yan Yu keenly sensed one thing:

Although Bureau Lu trusted Fang Zhenghong, Fang Zhenghong didn't...or he didn't trust Bureau Lu very much.

why?

Yan Xie rubbed the tip of his eyebrows, exhaled, his vague and messy guesses made him unable to grasp the clue.As a criminal investigator, Yan Xie habitually kept his mind from emptying. After standing for a while, he turned on his phone, and then clicked on the second autopsy notes that Gou Li had sent him.

According to regulations, the direct victim Yan Yan should avoid investigation, but Gou Li is very loyal to his brother. Although he did not directly send him a signed report, he still sent him a detailed handwritten record with photos, and finally summarized the report document. Not bad at all.

Xian Shengrong, male, 40 years old, went around stealing and selling prohibited psychotropic drugs...

After a brief introduction to the corpse, he was already familiar with it by heart. Yan Yan looked at it at a glance, and suddenly his heart moved, and he felt that something was wrong.

— the time of death.

Xian Shengrong's body had already begun to decompose when it was discovered, and the condition of the body was affected by the water in the road. In addition, the forensic equipment of the local criminal police squadron was limited, so the time of death could only be determined within an eight-hour interval.

However, Gou Li is different.After all, it was the chief forensic doctor of the city bureau who had read countless corpses. Based on the clues at the scene and taking pictures of an autopsy, Gou Li locked the time of death between [-]:[-] and [-]:[-] in the morning when the crime occurred, greatly narrowing down the scope of the suspect vehicle.

A thought suddenly flashed in Yan Mao's mind, which came from nowhere:

What was I doing late at night when Xian Shengrong died?

That's right, he was visiting Buwei in the hospital that day, and the little girl tearfully confessed the fact that Wang Xingye participated in the kidnapping, and then the city bureau made an emergency arrest, but Wang Xingye escaped overnight.In order to send the assisted investigation notice to the major train stations and bus stations, Yan Xie stayed at the city bureau until the early hours of the night. He was really sleepy, so he discussed with Qin Chuan to change shifts and go home to sleep——

Yes, when he got home, he found that Jiang Ting had fallen asleep leaning on the sofa in order to wait for him. That night was the first time they shared the same bed.

Yan Yan narrowed his eyes, and the logical memory chain continued to extend: the next morning he was woken up by Qin Chuan's phone call, and hurried to the city bureau... Wait, why is he in such a hurry?

Because he promised to change shifts with Qin Chuan early in the morning, but he overslept.

No, Qin Chuan was on the night shift as the deputy detachment, shouldn't the detachment leader take over in the morning?

……

"A demolition house that has been hidden for half a year suddenly went online at [-] o'clock this morning. I have been busy in the anti-drug detachment until now!"

"His old injury committed twice every three days, and once he commits a crime, he can't find anyone everywhere. Who knows where the square team is?..."

Qin Chuan's exasperated voice on the phone that morning rang again in Yan's ears, like a thunderbolt that split through the fog in an instant—on the night and the day after Xian Shengrong was killed, Fang Zhenghong did not show up at the anti-drug department because of his "old injury attack" Detachment!

Why didn't he come?

Where was he when the incident happened?

Yan Xie pinched his palm tightly, and slightly moist cold sweat had already oozes from the palm lines.