Breaking Through the Clouds

"Yan Xie, I know about you. We have been brothers for so many years, and I don't need to say anything else. I also understand... No, no."

"Yan Xie, I know everything about you. Director Lu told me everything truthfully when they came to ask me. You know Fang Detachment is my direct leader, so it's still wrong to say..."

"Yan Xie, I already know about your poisoning and car accident. Although Fang Detachment is my direct leader, our brothers have been brothers for so many years..."

"What are you doing, Brother Qin?" Ma Xiang crossed the corridor with his colleagues, and saw a familiar figure standing outside Yan Mao's office, muttering. He lowered his shoulders: "Where are you chanting spells? Brother Yan is not here, yo, is this for food?"

Qin Chuan was startled, and turned his head suddenly: "What?"

Ma Xiang has skillfully peeled open the plastic bag, took out a peach, took a bite on his clothes, and said with a smile: "Brother Yan heard that he had a quarrel with Director Lu yesterday, and today he said he was sick and didn't come to work. You Do you have something to do with him? Why don't you go to his house?"

Well, half a day's belly draft was wasted.

Qin Chuan instantly felt that he wasted two tons of precious feelings: "Arguing? What are you arguing about?"

"I don't know, it should be—" Ma Xiang lowered his voice, and pointed in the direction of the anti-drug detachment: "It's your boss's business. Hey, don't take it to heart, it has nothing to do with you anyway, let them fight like crazy Let's play Benha together tonight."

"... Let's go, let's go." Qin Chuan stuffed the fruit bag into Ma Xiang's hand, and waved his hands dumbfounded: "Let's go, when will Yan Yan come back and call me."

"Hey! Good!" Ma Xiang joyfully returned to the office with the bag of fruit.

·

Gongzhou.

At seven o'clock in the evening, the lights are feasting.

The hallway of the boxes on the second floor of the nightclub is dimly lit, and the decoration is exaggerated. The light gold wallpaper and the thick red patterned carpet on the floor complement each other, successfully creating the cheap and luxurious feeling in the bones of an old nightclub.

Qi Sihao was wearing sunglasses and a low-key casual outfit. Under the guidance of his mother Sang Qin, he pushed open the door of the largest box, and a man inside immediately stood up, "Ouch, Lao Qi is here!"

The girls followed suit one after another: "Brother Qi!"

"Brother Qi!"

……

Qi Sihao waved his hand and ordered two bottles of Macallan 18 years to come up. His mother immediately burst into laughter and went out with a twist.

A round of drinking had obviously been done in the box, with empty wine bottles lying on the coffee table in a haphazard manner, and four or five "champagne princesses" wearing off-the-shoulder mini skirts, all with excited and slightly drunken faces.Qi Sihao glanced quickly, and vaguely recognized those girls who were familiar with them through their thick mother's unrecognizable makeup, so he relaxed a little, and complained in a low voice to the potbellied man in the lead: "You are really good, old man." Liu, this is the second time this month! What did I say at the beginning?"

"Yes, yes—but how could I expect the goods to sell so well?" Lao Liu held a cigarette between his thick and short fingers, and spread his hands exaggeratedly with a smile: "Look, it's not winter yet, and the goods in the middle of the year will be sold out." It's almost [-]% to go away, the supply exceeds the demand! What can I do?"

Qi Sihao sat drinking, his face seemed unhappy.

"However, I also raised the price by [-]% according to what you said, and the 'wholesale' is gone." Old Liu made a gesture, then patted him on the shoulder and lowered his voice: "Old rules, we have already called Your son's foreign account has been registered, don't worry!"

Qi Sihao's face became better now: "Hey, we don't have any friendship anymore, don't worry about money..."

Lao Liu hurriedly greeted him politely, and praised his hard work.

"It's not that I'm tight-lipped and unwilling to approve, it's that the rumors are tight these days." Qi Sihao sighed: "A while ago, Jianning broke the [-] drug trafficking and murder case, which somehow alerted the Ministry of Public Security, and now there are rumors It is said that there will be a strict investigation of new types of drugs, and there may be a new round of nationwide crackdowns years ago. You said that the days are turbulent, and if one day... hey, I don’t feel very good anyway. "

Sure enough, he came up at a very young age, and he was born without the life of an official. If he made a small fortune, he thought it was too hot. No wonder that Jiang didn't even dare to fart when he was in power.

Old Liu was dissatisfied with his dejected look, but he couldn't say anything on the surface, so he could only persuade him with nice words: "What are you afraid of? Once the goods are transported from your police to the waste disposal company, no one will count the quantity again. Besides, the people from our provincial notary office did the final counting before the destruction, and I have already told them to take care of it, and there will be no mistakes—what else is there to worry about?"

What he said made sense, and Qi Sihao's face seemed to be a little loose: "But we just started this business, and the higher ups will start cracking down. This coincidence is too..."

"I said, dude, what are you going to do? Strict crackdowns are available every year! Those who sell tens of kilograms or hundreds of kilograms are fine. How can the country spend so much time watching us? I think you are Be too careful, come here, toast Brother Qi!"

A few "champagne princesses" all came up to persuade them to drink with coquettish smiles, the flowers were red, the willows were green, the swallows were fat, and the swallows were thin. After a few glasses, Qi Sihao's face was beating with enthusiasm, and he held a girl in his arms, and finally all his cautiousness was thrown to the sky.

"I'll make another batch this week," Qi Sihao said confidingly to Lao Liu with half a glass of wine in his hand, "but you should also pay attention, you can't keep doing this kind of thing, control it, and often walk by the river... ..."

Old Liu kept perfunctory: "I know! I know!"

The two of them were drunk, hugged the girl, sang, played games and threw dice, Qi Sihao patted Lao Liu with a cigarette in his mouth, and said drunkenly: "It's good to know—hey, I'll go and relieve myself."

The door of the box opened and closed, Qi Sihao walked towards the end of the corridor in a daze, but did not see the dark corner behind him, a beautiful figure wrapped in a red dress floated past.

"Brother Jiang," Yang Mei said softly, "he has come out."

The positive red velvet dress wrapped Yang Mei's curvy figure, her hair was pulled up charmingly and leanly, revealing her slender neck like cream, and the diamond necklace shone brightly in the deep concave career line.She brushed the slightly curly hair on the side of her earlobe, and pressed the small button connector in her ear, only to hear Jiang Ting's steady voice:

"No need to follow, continue to observe."

Yang Mei was nervous and anxious: "He won't find out that something is wrong and plan to run away?"

"..." There was a moment of silence on the other side of the headset, and then Jiang Ting calmly said: "According to my understanding of men, it should be drinking too much and going to the bathroom."

Yang Mei: "..."

At the same moment, at the alley behind the nightclub.

Jiang Ting was wearing a bluetooth headset, resting his head on one hand and resting on the Phaeton steering wheel with the other.At this time, the passenger door was suddenly opened, and Yan Yan sat in, wrapped in the cold wind outside the car, his complexion turned blue for some reason, as if he was carrying an unspeakable secret pain.

"Huh—" Yan Xie sat down and let out a long sigh of relief.

Yang Mei on the headset obviously heard the movement: "What's the matter? The surname Yan went to the toilet again?"

Yan Xie rolled his eyes in a reserved and decent way.

"I said Deputy Yan, we haven't known each other for long, and I don't know if you have a 'slight hidden disease', but if you look exhausted every time you go to the toilet, do you need to go to the hospital? Look." Yang Mei gloated, "After all, you're only in your 30s and haven't found a wife yet, so the next few decades of married life—"

From Jianning to Gongzhou, Yan Yan swallowed his anger all the way, and this time he finally didn't intend to bear it anymore.

"Hey, it's okay." He took out a wet tissue to wipe his hands, and said lazily, "Actually, I never told you that this pot should belong to Han Xiaomei."

Yang Mei: "?"

Jiang Ting held his forehead.

"It's all because she brought me scrambled eggs with leeks for nothing--leeks, you know, Boss Yang. In addition, you Brother Jiang is very enthusiastic. As a responsible man, I can't let my spouse down. No matter how strong I am, I will be squeezed." Time to do it." Yan Yan said modestly: "It's okay, don't worry about your brother Jiang, I'll be fine tonight, he understands."

Yang Mei: "..."

Yang Mei's expression was blank, and she choked out two words: "Brother Jiang?"

Jiang Ting affirmed: "Well, it is indeed Han Xiaomei's fault."

Yan Mao sat on the co-pilot and crossed her thighs triumphantly.

"Han Xiaomei brought him leek scrambled eggs without chili peppers. Yan Xie thought it was tasteless, so he insisted on chopping millet chili peppers and frying them again. After cutting the chili peppers, he suddenly became anxious and went to the toilet before washing his hands..."

Yan Yan felt something was wrong, and flew up to cover Jiang Ting's mouth, but it was too late.

"He'll be like this when he comes back," Jiang Ting said with a smile, "In short, it's... burn, Firebird!"

Yang Mei's years of professionalism as an informant saved her at this moment. If she hadn't been on a stalking mission, she would have let out the craziest laugh in her life.

Huo Niao Yan Yan covered his face with one hand, and he could see his horrific expression through his fingers.

"You should know that I won't keep this a secret," Jiang Ting joked, "It started when you took the initiative to tell people that you were almost squeezed dry by your wife last night when you passed the toll booth."

Yang Mei hid in the corner, while observing the corridor of the private room with a small mirror for makeup, covering her mouth and muttering, suddenly saw something in the reflection of the mirror, and quickly whispered: "Qi Sihao is back!"

"No hurry, pay attention to concealment."

"No, wait." Yang Mei suddenly realized something was wrong: "It's not Qi Sihao, it's the foreman who brought the other two men... Strange."

A new guest arrived, but Mama Sang showed no enthusiasm and flattery on her face at all. On the contrary, she lowered her head and hunched her shoulders, and her walking movements were quite stiff, as if she was trying her best to hide a trace of... fear?

Why should she be afraid?

Yang Mei bravely poked her head a little bit, and saw that Mama Sang brought the two men in black into Qi Sihao's box, and after a while, she came out with a few red and willow green exposed princesses, trembling, and brought the door to him without moving her footsteps. He dared to stop, and immediately greeted the girls and hurried out.

Who is the visitor?

Yang Mei looked suspiciously at the tightly closed box, but the walls and doors of the nightclub were all soundproofed, preventing all information from leaking out, making it impossible for her to find out what happened inside.

Jiang Ting asked through the headset, "What's wrong?"

"The situation is not right," Yang Mei quickly reported what happened just now in a low voice, and said worriedly, "Why hasn't Qi Sihao come back yet?"

In the Phaeton car, Jiang Ting and Yan Xie looked at each other.

"Wait, he's back!"

Qi Sihao's face was red and his face was full of alcohol. He didn't notice any abnormalities around him, and he didn't know that he was about to face a catastrophe.He strode to the door of the box and pushed it. The next moment, Yang Mei clearly saw his back froze.

"who are you?!"

Before he finished speaking, he was dragged in by the people in the box, boom!The door slammed shut!

"Brother Jiang!" Yang Mei lost her voice, "The situation has changed!"

"——What are you doing? What do you want to do?" Qi Sihao in the private room was completely drunk, and his voice was out of tune: "Stop, who are you?!"

Yingying Yanyan had disappeared, and Lao Liu's face was red and purple. He was trampled on by a man in black with one foot as his chest, and was struggling against the back of the sofa, making whining sounds.The man restrained Old Liu Yi like turning his back on him. At the same time, he took out a paper bag from his pocket, poured white powder into the mouth of the wine bottle and shook it casually a few times, then leaned over and grabbed Old Liu's chin, forcing him to open his mouth. Throat poured in.

"Stop it! Come on, come on! Help!"

Qi Sihao turned around and rushed towards the door, and as soon as he turned around, he bumped into another man, who punched an iron fist in his stomach, fell heavily to the ground, and let out a miserable scream.

Old Liu struggled to the brink of death, but he couldn't break free from the killer's well-trained grip. During the chaos, half a bottle of wine was spilled on his body and sofa, and most of it was poured down his throat. The deadly high-purity heroin quickly merged into his blood.

As soon as the man let go, Lao Liu's fat body slid down weakly, his pupils rapidly expanded, and there was a "cluck" sound in his throat.

"It's over." The man squatted down and rolled his eyelids, and said coldly, "Drug overdose to death, and the rest of the police will deal with it."

Qi Sihao had already been paralyzed on the ground, and his whole body was trembling with fear: "I, I am a policeman, how dare you..."

"You are the only policeman," the man who punched him sneered and said, "Why can't you remember that you are a cop when you secretly sold our boss's goods?"

Qi Sihao was struck by thunder for a moment, and he forgot to even tremble.

The man remembered something, and muttered contemptuously: "You are all policemen, why are your bones so soft?"

"Okay, don't say a few words." The man in black who killed the man before stepped forward, easily dragged Qi Sihao from the ground like a dead dog, and said, "Let's go."

"You, you, where are you taking me, you—"

"Shut up!" The man in black yelled impatiently, "If you dare to say one more word, I will kill you on the way!"

Qi Sihao's throat seemed to be blocked by a stone, and his knees were so weak that he couldn't even stand up.The two killers nodded to each other, supported him from left to right and opened the door of the box.

"They came out." Yang Mei hid her whole body behind the large vase, trying her best to sound calmer: "What should we do now, Brother Jiang?"

"Follow."

Yang Mei paused.

The next second she heard a bang from the communicator, it was the door of the Phaeton being slammed shut, Jiang Ting pressed the wireless headset with one hand, and strode into the back alley with his coat blowing in the night wind behind him.

"Yan Yan and I are walking in," his instructions were always concise: "Get ready to meet up."

·

Qi Sihao didn't dare to say anything, and didn't even dare to raise his head to meet people.However, the person who came here obviously made preparations in advance, the entire corridor of the box on the second floor was empty, and there was not even a shadow of a ghost.

He was held by violence like this, staggered through the corridor, and plunged into the fire safety corridor. He didn't notice that the two killers seemed to feel something at the moment the door was closed, and they exchanged glances with each other quickly.

"The fire exit on the second floor, they should be going down." Yang Mei took off her high heels, stuffed them into the trash can in the corner, and followed behind her with bare feet like a cat, whispering, "I'll go in and take a look." Look, Brother Jiang, you must be careful. I guess the director of the notary office surnamed Liu has been silenced, and this nightclub probably has something to do with drug dealers..."

Jiang Ting said: "Understood, you should also be careful."

Just as Yang Mei was about to answer, another awkward voice came from the communicator: "Be careful."

"?" Yang Mei couldn't help but ask, "Was that Deputy Yan's detachment just now?"

Jiang Ting: "..."

Yan Yan: "..."

"Who did Deputy Yan tell you to be careful?" Yang Mei was shocked as if she had discovered a new world: "Is it me? Is it me?"

"Yes, it's you!" Yan Yan gritted his teeth and said, "You are fireworks with different colors! You are the strongest bubble! Do you have any questions?!"

Yang Mei: "..."

Jiang Ting supported his forehead and sighed: "I will never take you two out to do business at the same time again..."

Yang Mei hid in front of the fire door, counting silently to twenty, and then gently opened the door a crack.

squeak-

The incandescent light came in, but there was no movement. The footsteps of the man in black holding Qi Sihao down echoed faintly in the corridor.

Yang Mei breathed out silently, and pressed the communicator in her ear: "I'm going in now." Then she quickly dodged into the fire escape.

When she and Jiang Ting came to Gongzhou to investigate last time, she had already touched this nightclub that Qi Sihao regarded as a secret stronghold, and at the same time figured out the basic terrain here.In addition to the first and second floors, the nightclub also has a basement as a warehouse. The elevator is blocked, and the only way to get in is through the corridor. The man in black obviously intends to take Qi Sihao into the warehouse.

So, what's in the underground warehouse?

Are they planning to kill someone?

Yang Mei's soft toes stepped on the concrete steps, and she went down the stairs lightly and quickly without making any sound.Walking to the corner of the first floor, she really heard the sound of the warehouse door being pushed open on the lower floor, and was about to continue to follow, but suddenly noticed something, her scalp exploded, and cold sweat broke out on her back it's -

Why are there only two people walking forward?

The two men in black were wearing high-top ankle boots, and Qi Sihao was also wearing hard-soled shoes. The movement in this echoing corridor is obvious. Unless Qi Sihao has fainted and was carried away, otherwise, go downstairs and enter. The sound of footsteps on the negative floor should be three.

So what about one more person?

Where is the other person—

Yang Mei raised her head subconsciously, her pupils constricted instantly.

Next to the handrail of the corridor above, a man in black was looking down at her from a height, and slowly took out a short knife from his trouser pocket, showing a sinister smile.

The author has something to say:

["Firebird" is the representative work of Russian composer Stravinsky. It is based on Russian fairy tales. It is listed as Stravinsky's three major ballets together with The Rite of Spring and Petroshka. 】

It sounds a bit big, but it doesn't matter, Captain Jiang can destroy Xiao Qingqing with one sentence.

(Taken from the ancient popular stalks on the Internet)