Breaking Through the Clouds

The office door was knocked twice, and then Yan Xie walked in.

Bureau Lu probably just finished making a phone call, and was drinking tea with his head down, pointing to the chair behind the desk without raising his head, motioning for him to sit down.

However, Yan Yan didn't sit down, and stood there with a tall and straight figure of nearly 1.9 meters, and said in a deep voice: "Are you looking for me, Bureau Lu?"

What kind of person Lu Bureau is, with just such a detail, he almost understood the attitude Yan Yan hinted at, and put down the thermos mug, and asked after a long while: "You know everything about the square team, right?"

Yan Yan said indifferently: "Fang team?"

"Well, Captain Fang Zhenghong got involved in the case related to your poisoning, haven't you heard?"

Yan Xie said, "I just returned to the Municipal Bureau, and I don't know anything yet."

Bureau Lu was not at all surprised by Yan Yan's impeccable reaction, and narrated the inquiry of Qin Chuan and the investigation of Fang Zhenghong in a good manner. Zheng Gao Panqing is indeed the backbone senior of the Criminal Investigation Detachment, and he is very meticulous in this regard, even the original tone of Lu Bureau has imitated eight or nine points.

"So now that Fang Zhenghong's detachment is suspended at home, it can be regarded as cooperating with the investigation work of the Municipal Bureau." Director Lu said slowly: "If there is any result, the Municipal Bureau will notify you immediately. But to obtain a clear and clear result, At present, it is estimated that it will be more difficult, and you have to be mentally prepared."

The office fell into silence again. Yan Yan's clear and deep eyes seemed to have a dark and unpredictable expression. After a long time, he suddenly smiled:

"Since it's difficult now, let's talk about it later."

--talk about it later?

Faced with a poisoner who was waiting for an opportunity in the dark to take his life, how could Yan Yan deal with it so calmly?

Bureau Lu raised his eyes unexpectedly, and sure enough, he saw Yan Yan smiling, with a hint of gangster on his handsome and tough face: "I heard that Director Gou went to Jiangyang County to do a second autopsy on the killer named Xian Shengrong, I don’t know what the result will be, I heard that the time of death has been determined?”

Bureau Lu was taken aback.

"Since that's the case, check Fang's alibi at the time of the incident, won't that prove his innocence?"

Bureau Lu looked at Yan Xie for a long time, but the tough look in the latter's eyes did not change at all.After half a cigarette, Director Lu finally let out a breath and said, "Do you know that you are accusing a 30-year-old criminal police officer, a captain of the first police division, of committing murder? Seriously! Huh?"

Yan Xie's answer was unmoved: "No, Director Lu, I'm just providing an investigation idea."

"But your way of investigating..."

"It's not a presumption of guilt, but a reasonable speculation."

Yan Mao is like this, usually what he shows is natural, casual, and down-to-earth, which can be called a very gentle side.But if his real anger is provoked, or his bottom line is touched, he will become very tough and even arrogant.

That kind of confidence in his bones cannot be shaken by anyone.

"...Since you are so sure, I will send people to investigate the alibi of the square team that night." After a silence, Director Lu finally said, "However, since you are the direct victim, you should avoid the places that should be avoided, otherwise Any procedural errors and omissions may also affect the final investigation results."

Yan Mao said firmly, "I understand."

"You go," Director Lu waved his hand.

Yan Xie turned around and walked towards the door, and stopped suddenly after a few steps, looking back at Director Lu.The big office is decorated in an old-fashioned way, with landscape paintings hanging on the walls, party flags on the cabinets, and a row of bookcases against the wall are neatly stacked with various professional books and party newspapers and party periodicals; Director Lu is sitting in the big office where he has been sitting for more than ten years. Behind the desk, it looks like a round and solid statue.

"..." Yan Yan finally asked the question: "Why do you trust Fang Zhenghong so much?"

Director Lu stared deeply at him behind his presbyopic glasses, "Because Fang Zhenghong is not the kind of person you know."

Yan Yan had nothing to say, he could only nod his head, turned around and walked out.

Lu Ju leaned back in the chair, with his belly outstretched and gray hair, he let out a long and long sigh.He took off his reading glasses and wiped them carefully until he was sure that the lenses were clean without even a speck of dust invisible to the naked eye. Look at everything around you, and everyone.

There were two more knocks on the concealed door, and the secretary asked outside, "Bureau Lu?"

Lu Ju adjusted his glasses: "Come in."

Secretary Zhang walked into the office with a stack of materials and put down a few letters waiting to be stamped.Director Lu held it in his hand and looked at it. The title in black and white was: Security Surveillance Video Data Access Notice.

"Oh, it's about the car crash of Deputy Yan's detachment on the Panshan Highway." Secretary Zhang said with a smile, "Isn't this under investigation? We need to watch the surveillance video of the crash in our bureau, and we have to send an official letter first." Go to the security monitoring of the Jiangyang County jurisdiction - this is sent to the Jiangyang County Police Station, you can stamp it, and I can send it away, and Tuzhen is still waiting to continue the investigation."

Just as Director Lu's hand stretched forward, it suddenly paused in mid-air.

"Put it here," he pointed to the table, "I'll think about it again."

The secretary was stunned, what do you mean think again?

Director Lu turned a blind eye to the secretary's undisguised doubts, and didn't intend to explain at all. Suddenly, he changed the topic: "I just remembered something. Fang Zhenghong was suspended from his job to recuperate. During that time, the work of Deputy Qin The detachment hosts, right?"

"That's right, you are..."

"Captain Yu of the criminal investigation is on sick leave, and Yan Yan was appointed as the acting leader. This appointment was officially issued by our bureau in internal documents. However, although Qin Chuan has been temporarily responsible for the work of the anti-drug department, there is no formal appointment. There are many documents and materials. The signing of the name is unfair, which has brought a lot of inconvenience to the daily management of the anti-drug detachment. I think Fang Zhenghong is suspended this time, so he might as well download the appointment document for Qin Chuan as acting chief."

Qin Chuan managed the anti-drug detachment as a deputy, and Yan Xie managed the criminal investigation detachment as a deputy. Both of them are acting as their principals in a special period of authority, and there is no difference in any practical sense.But if you leave the gate of the Jianning Municipal Bureau, the difference between whether there is an official document or not will become obvious. For example, when Yan Xie went to Gongzhou to meet Qi Sihao, Gao Panqing could directly introduce, "This is our Brother Yan, The leader currently in charge of the work of the detachment"; but if Qin Chuan goes out to handle the case, he can't introduce it like this.

So issuing this appointment document is actually a good thing for Qin Chuan. Secretary Zhang immediately agreed: "Okay, okay, this is simple, I will do it right away!"

Director Lu nodded, and as if remembering something, he told him carefully: "Although Qin Chuan has been acting as the principal for a period of time, according to the regulations, he will only be officially in charge of the work of the anti-drug detachment when the appointment document is issued. Many management He may not be familiar with the work, tell him to ask for instructions and ask more about everything, let him ask me more for every job."

This is also the meaning of the question, Secretary Zhang wrote down one by one, and seeing that Director Lu had nothing else to do, he pointed to the official letter on the desktop for accessing surveillance data, and asked again: "Well, Director Lu, you Look at this stamp..."

I don't know if it was because of the dim light in the office, but for a few seconds, he suddenly felt that Director Lu's expression was a little subtle.

That feeling is hard to describe, but it must be different from Director Lu who usually smiles, so much so that Secretary Zhang's first reaction was that he was wrong.

"This," Lu Ju pressed the official letter with his thick and round fingers, and said flatly, "Let's talk about it."

Why don't you talk about it again, won't you mention it from now on?

Then how to investigate the poisoning of Deputy Yan's detachment?Should I just skip this one and leave it alone?

Secretary Zhang was a little dazed, but somehow he was suppressed from saying more, so he subconsciously responded with a smile.

Lu Ju's eyelids drooped behind his reading glasses, as if he didn't see the secretary's doubts.It wasn't until Secretary Zhang disappeared outside the door that he was the only one left in the office again, then he slowly picked up the official letter, opened the drawer, and threw it in.

Bang!

There was silence in the office.

·

The spoon in Jiang Ting's hand froze in mid-air: "That's what Director Lu said?"

Although Yan Mao made up his ambition to take Jiang Ting to eat delicious food in the evening, in fact, the two of them returned home in the end.The big bone soup simmering on the stove is steaming, the bone marrow rich in collagen makes the soup turn white, and the tender tofu keeps rolling up and down, giving off a warm smell in the kitchen in the late autumn night.

Yan Xie moved a small bench and stood by the soup pot to choose shallots. Hearing this, he said in a deep voice, "Director Lu still trusts Fang Zhenghong very much."

Jiang Ting said: "Your Lu Bureau used to..."

Yan Yan keenly noticed the hesitation in his tone: "Why, have you dealt with each other before?"

"We met during the operation, and we only exchanged a few words at the celebration meeting, but we don't have any deep friendship. However, Bureau Lu is quite famous in the public security system in the southwest region. Everyone said that he was very powerful when he was young, and he is still an old fox when he is old." Jiang Ting Turning over the rotten big bone in the soup, he said with a smile, "He must be a very smart person, but sometimes he is too tight, which makes people feel uncomfortable."

Yan Xi hummed subconsciously, and then the ending sound suddenly raised: "What?"

"What?" Jiang Ting casually glanced over.

They stood and sat, their eyes met in mid-air, and a similar conversation popped up in Yan Yan's mind in the blink of an eye. It was in the spacious and spacious office of the director of the Jianning City Bureau after the Hu Weisheng drug manufacturing and trafficking case was over. ——

"What kind of person do you think Captain Jiang is, Bureau Lu?"

"Young, bold, with a high IQ...frighteningly high."

"It makes me personally uncomfortable."

……

The almost identical dialogue was repeated in such a coincidental way that the roles were reversed, and a trace of indescribable strangeness and absurdity was transmitted from Yan Mao's nerve endings to his brain, making him speechless for a while.

"Yan Xi?"

"Oh, it's nothing." Yan Xi calmed down, "It just feels like you don't think highly of Director Lu."

Jiang Ting didn't take it seriously: "That's not true. Besides, he is a widely respected senior, so he needs my evaluation?"

Under the steam of the hot soup, his face seemed to be a little flushed, because the temperature in the house was high, Jiang Ting, who rarely wore short sleeves, rolled the cuffs of his long-sleeved home shirt to his elbows.Yan Xie thought for a moment beside him, suppressed the subtle strangeness in his heart and didn't mention it any more. When he raised his eyes, he saw that he was sprinkling salt into the soup, and when he raised his hand, the white tooth marks on the inside of his right wrist were exposed.

"I'll go for a scar removal one day," Yan Yan said casually.

"what?"

Yan Yan raised his chin, Jiang Ting followed his gaze and saw his wrist, paused slightly, and immediately put down his sleeves: "Let's talk."

"Why talk about it, modern medicine is so advanced, maybe the work can be done after a meal, why not do it?"

Jiang Ting pulled down his cuff again, but Yan Yan got up and caught him, making a gesture to hold his little hand.The two twisted back and forth in front of the gurgling bone soup, one wanted to kiss and the other refused. In the end, Jiang Ting won, and with his right hand behind his back, he laughed and said, "There is no coriander at home! Why don't you hurry up?" purchase!"

"How did you do it, let's do a scar removal." Yan Xie was not without regrets: "So, my husband will pay you to do it for you, and reward you with a Chanel bag after finishing it, how about it?"

Jiang Ting didn't know whether to laugh or cry, he leaned half his body out of the kitchen, took a few coins from the change bowl on the shoe cabinet, and stuffed them into Yan Mo's arms: "Buy the parsley first, don't beep here."

Handsome, wealthy, decathlon-capable, and threatened to buy a bag for his daughter-in-law, deputy detachment Yan counted the money, wiped his hand on the apron in dissatisfaction, and said, "It's only five yuan, it's not enough, give me more."

"Just buy two, you don't need that much to make soup."

"Who sells two sticks? In the supermarket downstairs, they are all sold in small hardcover boxes and refrigerated. Do you know how much a box costs?"

Jiang Ting raised his eyebrows suspiciously.

"Why, what kind of expression do you have? People's supermarket is here, and it is clear that they are killing the owners of this community who are stupid and rich." Yan Mo sighed: "Is it easy to support a family these days? People like us Greasy middle-aged, working from nine to five all day to be angry, and my daughter-in-law is not obedient when I come home..."

Jiang Ting laughed and said: "If you can't afford it, then secretly pick two and come back. Go, the organization is optimistic about you."

Muttering to herself, Yan Yan grabbed another handful from the change bowl, and decided to buy two packs of potato chips along with the coriander.Fortunately, a new supermarket opened at the entrance of the community, and it was only a few minutes' walk away. Before leaving, he accepted the task of "taking down the garbage bag and throwing it away".

Yan Mao, who felt greasy and middle-aged, took off her apron, put on home clothes, put on flip flops, and got out of the elevator with a coin in one hand and a garbage bag in the other.At this time, it was past seven o'clock in the evening. Vehicles came and went on the road in the distance, and the beautiful bushes in the community swayed slightly under the reflection of the brass-colored street lamps, making rustling sounds.Yan Mo slapped the slippers while humming a ditty, and walked towards the gate of the community, only to hear a faint click behind him.

"?" Yan Yan turned his head.

It would be impossible for someone else to hear this voice, or it would only be a mistake if they felt it.But Yan Xie's hearing, which he had acquired through years of monitoring and monitoring, was different from that of untrained ordinary people, and he stopped almost instantly.

The path behind me was empty, and in the distance over the bushes, it seemed that some young people were running at night in the public garden.

...It's a kitten.

Yan Yan didn't think too much, and continued to walk forward.After walking for a while, I suddenly remembered something, and I thought it was wrong. Because of the accident of stray cats and dogs jumping on children in this community, the property management was afraid of offending the rich and powerful owners, so they cleaned up a wave of stray animals so quickly. Has a kitten appeared?

He stood still involuntarily, thinking that there should be leftover ribs in the garbage bag that had just been emptied from the refrigerator. At this moment, the green sign not far in front of him suddenly lit up, and it was so fleeting that it was hard to catch .

"...!"

Yan Yan's pupils tightened, and he suddenly realized what it was——

Flash reflections.

Someone is following him.