Breaking Through the Clouds

Half an hour later, the highway between the two cities was built.

Yan Yan turned on the bluetooth in the car, and his black brows were reflected in the rearview mirror: "I said, old Fang, why are you living and returning? Everyone is tied to the same rope now. Grasshopper, no matter what clues you think of, at least say hello to us first, and just in case something happens to you and the clues are interrupted, don’t you think so?”

The next moment, Fang Zhenghong's roar sounded in the Bluetooth: "You are the grasshopper! The grasshopper after autumn!"

"Tsk, okay, okay, I can't do it?" Yan Yan said helplessly, "What do you mean by saying that you may have thought of a clue?"

Fang Zhenghong faltered, obviously unwilling to go into details, and when he was in a hurry, he cursed: "Whoever is sitting on the same boat as you, who knows what you are up to in private! I won't tell you anymore, I'm calling now. Take a long-distance bus, and contact me again in Jianning!"

Yan Yan raised his voice: "Hey, you dare to call an online car-hailing car! Let's share a real-time itinerary. Although you are not a big girl but a bad old man, safety is still..."

Fang Zhenghong hung up the phone angrily.

"You say that his hyperthyroidism probably has a problem, and he is in a hurry to get angry all day long." Yan Xie shook his head and sighed: "My good intentions are for nothing - even if he has no money and no good looks, unlike you two The risk of taking an online car-hailing car is so high, but there must be some basic safety awareness."

Yang Mei and Qi Sihao in the back row looked at each other.

"You mean the whole team is rich, but I have good looks?" Finally Yang Mei asked uncertainly.

"Oh no, I mean you and Brother Jiang." Yan Xie pointed at Yang Mei while holding the steering wheel with one hand, "You have money." Then he pointed to Jiang Ting: "He has good looks."

Yang Mei: "..."

"Fang Zhenghong is not yet sure that you are completely innocent." Jiang Ting, who was in the passenger seat, seemed to have not heard at all, and said, "Many old policemen are suspicious, and he is very sensitive. , Suspicion, it is normal to have prejudices against you for many years, so before you completely eliminate your suspicion, it is estimated that he will not easily share clues. "

"Come on, follow him closely!" Yan Xie habitually took out a cigarette from his pocket, but before he put it in his mouth, he suddenly remembered something, regretfully threw it back into the glove box, and said, "Fuck."

Qi Sihao eagerly took out the lighter: "Team Yan is out of fire? I'm here..."

Jiang Ting and Yang Mei blurted out at the same time: "No!"

It was too late for them to stop.

"No, no, no, don't fire," Yan Xie happily rejected Qi Sihao's lighter, but the next moment he took over the stage, lighting and microphone handed over by the other party:

"Come on, come on, you see, if you are looking for a boyfriend, you should look for someone like me—"

Jiang Ting took a deep breath and leaned back in the chair, Yang Mei covered her ears in agony.

"As a mature, sensible and loving boyfriend, what matters is not what you do for your partner, but what you are willing not to do for your partner. For example, Brother Jiang is in poor health, so it is best not to smoke too much, like A good boyfriend like me will voluntarily put out the danger of second-hand smoke in the cradle; for another example, I will restrict him from eating sweets and force him to eat more meat and rice. This is all out of consideration for his health. A mature and rational man like me is your brother Jiang's best choice for a spouse... Do you understand? Why do you say that I am the best interpretation and template of the word boyfriend? Learn from you two, learn from each other!"

Jiang Ting: "..."

Yang Mei: "..."

Qi Sihao had a blank expression on his face.

Yan Xie was triumphant, and the car roared towards the toll booth of Jianning Expressway.

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With a loud bang, Fang Zhenghong rushed into the house, startling his wife who was about to cook: "Hey! Didn't you go on a business trip?"

"The trousers I wore when it was not cold a while ago, dark blue trousers, you haven't sent them for dry cleaning, have you?"

"Of course not, didn't you say you don't want to wear it?" My wife copied the vegetable basket and pointed out: "I was just about to keep it to take up space, but it's a pity to throw it away, or I'll cut it up before the prosperity comes downstairs. Make a nest for its cubs..."

Fang Zhenghong didn't say anything, and went straight to the outside, ignoring his wife's repeated inquiries, opened the chest of drawers and began to rummage through the pile of sundries. After a while, he finally caught a glimpse of the familiar dark blue fabric, and quickly pulled it out.

"What are you doing? It's scary! Oh man, are you eating at home tonight, huh?"

Fang Zhenghong didn't bother to answer, he took out the sealed bag from the study, stuffed the pair of trousers in and sealed it.

"Don't wait for me to eat tonight!" Fang Zhenghong yelled without looking back, turned around and rushed out the door, leaving only his wife standing there inexplicably.

Fang Zhenghong, with the sealed bag under his creaking nest, hurried out of the community and walked towards the silver Hyundai Elantra parked downstairs opposite him. He took out his phone and opened the address book, and subconsciously called up "Technical Detective Old Huang".

"Hello?" The other side picked it up after two rings, Huang Xing's voice sounded very surprised: "Fang team, what's the matter?"

"Oh, I have one here..." Fang Zhenghong was about to continue when he suddenly remembered something and stopped.

Huang Xing: "What's there? Hey Team Fang, Lao Fang?"

Is technical investigation safe?Fang Zhenghong was standing at the gate of the community, when he suddenly had this idea.

Just now, his mind was buzzing, and before he could think it through carefully, he dialed the phone.But the moment he heard Huang Xing's voice, he suddenly realized a terrifying fact: If his guess was wrong, then the murderer was probably...

As long as it was him, there wasn't any department or even any corner of the Municipal Bureau that could be said to be safe, and the suspicion of that boy surnamed Yan couldn't be cleared up at all.

"Old Fang, what are you doing, the signal is not good? Hello?"

Fang Zhenghong's sick and yellow face was expressionless, and he pressed the hang up button hard.

Who else can I find?Who else is safe?

Fang Zhenghong worked in the Jianning City Bureau for most of his life, and when he got old, he realized that the lair he had built half his life turned out to be a dangerous trap.The fear, panic, and cowardice that he didn't want to admit were like layers of spider webs, densely wrapped around his heart, he couldn't even find the right breathing frequency, and his hands and feet were even soft and numb.

Who else is safe?Who else can I turn to?

——Yes, that person!

Fang Zhenghong's eyes lit up, and he even blamed himself for the panic just now, and then immediately found out the other party's number and dialed it.The phone rang about eight or nine times before a tired voice came from the other side: "Hello, are you..."

"Hello, hello, I'm Fang Zhenghong, from the Municipal Public Security Bureau, do you remember me?"

Hearing the Municipal Public Security Bureau on the opposite side, his mind went blank for two seconds, and then he reacted to the name "Fang Zhenghong":

"Ah, yes, Officer Fang! It's been a long time since I've seen you, I'm so busy, hahaha—how is your family doing well recently? What's the matter?"

pat!

Fang Zhenghong seeks fame.

A figure was leaning against the door of his silver Elantra, with two slender legs crossed, with one hand in his pocket and the other hand taking off his sunglasses. His brows were slightly twitched, revealing a vague expression of disapproval.

——That's Jiang Ting.

Fang Zhenghong stopped helplessly, wanted to continue talking and sighed, and finally had to hurriedly say to the phone: "Someone came from my side suddenly, let's talk about it later when we meet."

The other party agreed, and Fang Zhenghong hung up the phone.

Jiang Ting lowered his head and sent Yan Xie a text message: [I blocked the formation at the front gate of the community. 】

"What about Yan?" Fang Zhenghong walked over and asked cautiously.

"Yan Yan didn't know which building you lived in, so we blocked you separately. He probably went to the back door of the complex." Jiang Ting put away his phone, looked up at Fang Zhenghong, and knocked on the Elantra's door behind him: "You drive yourself The family's car is following Yan Xie, hoping that he won't find out?"

"..." Fang Zhenghong's face was green, red, and yellow: "My son just drove home on vacation some time ago, and I got the license plate of an informant..."

Jiang Ting said: "You have great doubts about Yan Yan's character, morality and IQ."

Fang Zhenghong resentfully remained silent.

After all, he was an old police officer who was 20 years older than himself. Jiang Ting couldn't say anything more, he sighed, "Who did you call just now, and where are you going?"

Fang Zhenghong stubbornly remained silent.

"I don't know why you trust me, Team Fang. But what Yan Xie said is true, if you are not the poisoner or the insider of the Jianning City Bureau, then we are indeed tied by a rope Grasshopper. You were picked as a scapegoat for a reason, and it doesn't make any sense for you to hide it from us at this time, or even be on guard against Yan Yan."

The horn beeped twice in the distance, and Yan Xie was seen driving around from the back of the community.

"Yue Guangping had an accident when he was about to tell me the clues. He has already found out who the insider who leaked information about Operation 1009 is, but he didn't have a chance to say that name until he died." Jiang Ting looked at Fang Zhenghong's muddy expression. Eyes, every word passed through the optic nerve and skull, pounding heavily in his brain: "I am not lucky enough to wake up after three years of coma for the second time, but you want to be surrounded by ghosts, follow Did Yue Guangping take the same risk three years ago?"

The car came to an abrupt stop, and Yan Xie got out of the car door with a stern look all over his body.

"..." Fang Zhenghong was silent for a long time, and finally let out a sigh of relief under the gaze of the two of them, and asked, "You don't know why I think you are innocent?"

Jiang Ting stared at him, only to hear him ask: "Do you still remember 'Ape', a demolisher who looks a bit like a monkey but has half of his little finger missing?"

Judging from Jiang Ting's expression, he obviously didn't remember.

"'Ape' is my strongest informant. He was almost exposed in an undercover operation and escaped after going through a lot of danger. Afterwards, he told me that he was once covered by a Gongzhou police officer known as Team Jiang. Otherwise, he would have died." Fang Zhenghong shook his head: "It happened many years ago, I guess you don't remember it anymore, it's common for teammates to cover and back up in police operations, so I didn't have any other thoughts at the time. But about your People's impressions and judgments have always been buried in my heart. Until three years ago when you "died in the line of duty", I was a little suspicious: how could it be that you were the one who led the 1009 operation so coincidentally, and you were also the one who leaked information that caused the 1009 operation to fail? ? Doesn't make sense."

Jiang Ting pondered for a moment and said, "Although I don't remember the matter of the informant, but..."

"Even so, I still can't fully trust you, and I can't immediately trust this surname Yan." Fang Zhenghong changed the subject, patted the sealed bag under the creaking nest, and said coldly: "I'm going to the research institute to find An acquaintance, if there is no accident, the key evidence is now in this bag in my hand. If you dare to come, come with me, but if the evidence comes out and you are not innocent, then don't blame me immediately Call the police."

Jiang Ting frowned and looked at Yan Yan, who also happened to be watching, and the two discussed silently for a few seconds with their eyes.

Fang Zhenghong had already gotten into his Elantra, slammed the door, and started the car.

"Yang Mei and Qi Sihao split up and went to the side entrance of the complex. I called them to come over. Let's go to that research institute with Fang Zhenghong first." Yan Mo made a quick decision: "Get in the car!"

Jiang Ting got into the car while calling Yang Mei, Yan Xie fastened his seat belt, and started the car.In the time difference of more than half a minute, Fang Zhenghong's Elantra has already opened the gate. Just drive five or sixty meters along the driveway in front of the community and make a sharp U-turn to get on the busy main road.

"Hello, Brother Jiang?" Yang Mei asked excitedly on the other end of the phone: "I'm hiding in the bushes downstairs in the community in full disguise. Have you blocked that little old man surnamed Fang?"

"You and Qi Sihao come to the main entrance, we are going..."

boom--! !

A loud noise came from the front, Jiang Ting suddenly felt as if his voice had been sucked out, and Yan Mao's movements also froze.

"Brother Jiang?" The second monk Yang Meizhang was confused: "What's the matter with you?"

Pedestrians not far away stopped and looked back, everyone seemed to have been pressed the pause button——

A silver Elantra slammed into a utility pole at the end of the driveway without any signs of slowing down or turning. The entire front of the car was dented amidst the broken glass!

After a full few seconds, the discussion and exclamation sounded slowly, and the buzzing pervaded in all directions.

"Old Fang...Old Fang?"

Yan Yan got out of the car, his eyes were full of disbelief, he suddenly trembled violently, and shouted at the passers-by who were just waking up from a dream: "Call 120! Come and call 120!"

Bang——The sunken car door was forced open, and Yan Xie gasped as he saw the situation in the cab, even Jiang Ting's face was livid.Fang Zhenghong's head and face were covered with blood, he was pressed in the airbag, and he couldn't tell whether he was dead or alive; the steering wheel and instrument panel were chaotic and distorted, debris glass was scattered all over the car, and the hood had been completely twisted into scrap iron !

This is not an effect that can be hit at a speed of [-] to [-] kilometers per hour. Who tampered with the braking system of this car? !

"Old Fang! Wake up! Hold on!" Yan Yan roared, "Old Fang!"

However, Fang Zhenghong was buried under the airbag and did not respond.

A few passers-by in the distance were discussing, not daring to approach, and the sound of an ambulance speeding up in the distance.Yan Xie turned his head abruptly, facing Jiang Ting's eyes, both of them were clearly stunned and shocked that could not be concealed.

"...that bag," Jiang Ting said hoarsely, "bring me that bag."

Like lightning piercing the sky, Yan Xie reacted abruptly, and found the sealed bag from under the badly damaged passenger seat. Before he could see what the dark blue cloth was inside, he hurriedly stuffed it to Jiang Ting. : "Run."

"then you--"

"Run!" Yan Xie pushed him sharply and decisively, shouting in a low voice, "Don't tell anyone that you were at the scene of the accident, run with the physical evidence!"