Breaking Through the Clouds

emergency room.

The iron wheel rolled across the ground and rushed into the glass door, and the red light for rescue came on.There were people coming and going in the distance in the corridor, panting heavily, Yan Yan slowly slid against the wall and sat on the cold ground.

Car crashes, blood, evidence bags, police sirens from far and near... Countless sounds intertwined in his mind, like a huge net covering the deep sea of ​​fear, and the devil's ferocious eyes are staring at him slowly rising from the bottom of the sea.

Who tampered with Fang Zhenghong's car?

What's in that evidence bag?

The sound of a few leather shoes walking quickly approached from far away, and everyone in the corridor turned their heads to look at it, but Yan Yan seemed to have heard nothing.Yan Yan didn't look up until his footsteps stopped in front of him, only to see several uniformed policemen standing in front of him, surrounded by an atmosphere of imminent enemies.

"I'm sorry, Deputy Yan." The leader showed his police card: "You know the procedure, come with us."

Several policemen were on guard, as if they were afraid of Yan Mao's sudden resistance. One of them even put his hand in his waist to hold down the handcuffs.

But their fears have not come true.

Yan Yan glanced over their tense faces one by one, smiled suddenly, got up and patted the hem of their clothes.

"Let's go," he said.

·

Jianning Municipal Bureau.

The interrogation room seemed much darker than usual.A few strands of light that seemed to be dying at any time passed through the iron bars and windows, reflecting the floating dust slowly flying in the air, making the shadows of the iron table, desk lamp and interrogation chair twisted and slender. The whiteboard with the eight big characters "Yan" is slightly glowing with the light and shadow of age.

There was a vague commotion in the distance: "What's the matter with our Brother Yan, you at least bring a cup of hot water in..."

"Sorry, we have regulations, no one can enter!"

"What happened, I must have made a mistake, hey you..."

slam-la-

The voices of people were chaotic and disappeared, and the sound of iron doors slamming echoed in the empty corridor for a long time, spreading into the deepest interrogation room.

Yan Yan sat upright on the chair, the darkness couldn't hide his clear and deep side cheek lines, and the skin on the straight bridge of the nose reflected an indifferent gleam.

I don't know how long it took until the footsteps of two or three people gradually moved from the end of the corridor to the door, and then the guard opened the door, and a figure that seemed to be always round and stocky, unhurried, appeared in front of Yan Mao's gaze. to the door of the interrogation room.

——Lu Bureau.

"Okay, I know, let's all go out."

Director Lu walked into the room, ordered the guarding police behind him, and while the other party locked the door and left as promised, he sat opposite the interrogation table with a large tea mug, raised his eyelids drooped by wrinkles, looked at Yan Xie, and said :

"Lao Fang's car was damaged with acceleration and braking systems. He has suffered a head injury and is still being rescued."

This is his first sentence.

Yan Mao was silent for a long time, the cold air enveloped them like glass in the small room.

"On the night of your birthday at the end of August, I called the traffic police brigade to stop a car following you east of Worker's Avenue. The car is a silver-gray Hyundai Elantra, which is the same model and feature as the car that happened to Lao Fang today. And Afterwards, after investigation, it was found that the license plate of the vehicle that followed you that night was for use, and the license plate that was used was the license plate of an informant used by the anti-drug detachment in an operation.”

Bureau Lu paused, and said slowly: "That is to say, Fang Zhenghong has followed you, and you know about it."

Yan Yan's expression was cold and firm, and he spit out a few words: "I know."

Director Lu nodded, and said:

"This morning, at the Four Seas Guest House in Gaorong County, Gongzhou City, a waiter was almost bumped into by the emotional Fang Zhenghong when he was delivering towels. According to the waiter, you were standing at the door of an open room. , and Lao Fang was very angry and shouted: "I didn't intend to harm you, Yan. I had an alibi on the night of the shooter's accident. Wait for my call!"—Is there such a thing?"

"..." Yan Yan said, "Yes."

Behind the single-sided glass, several deputy bureau chiefs, directors and interrogators looked at each other in blank dismay, everyone's eyes shone with surprise and uncertainty.

Director Lu asked, "That is to say, a few hours before Fang Zhenghong's accident, were you the last outsider who came into contact with him and had a serious dispute?"

"..."

After a moment of silence in the interrogation room, Director Lu changed the way of questioning: "Can you explain why you appeared in Gaorong County, how many people were with you, why, and the reason and content of the dispute with Fang Zhenghong?"

Yan Xi remained silent.

This kind of ice-like silence and resistance is the last thing criminal investigators want to face, and it is also one of the important basis for guessing that the interrogator is indeed guilty.

In other words, Yan Xie's attitude almost made everyone's balance gradually tilt to the unfavorable side.

"Yan Xi," Director Lu looked at him, adding an indescribably heavy weight to each word, and he said, "You, an old criminal investigator who has been working for more than ten years, can be convicted even with zero confession. I don't need to say any more. If you don't want to explain anything, our investigations and inferences will be quite bad for you, do you understand?"

Countless eyes were cast on Yan Mao from inside and outside, even his tightly pursed lips like blades could be clearly seen.

After a while he said, "I understand."

"—You understand." Director Lu repeated with emphasis, and nodded: "Then can you at least tell me why you were downstairs at Fang Zhenghong's house when Fang Zhenghong's accident happened?"

Obviously this is a very simple question, but Yan Xie remained silent for a long time. His body was still sitting behind the interrogation table where everyone's eyes were focused, but his soul was floating somewhere, as if hanging in mid-air, staring at him coldly. Everyone inside and outside the interrogation room.

The interrogator became visibly agitated.

Outside the one-sided window, Deputy Director Wei's forehead was almost pressed against the glass, his cheeks were tense to the point of twisting, and his hands were tightly clenched into fists in his trouser pockets.

"I can't." Suddenly Yan Xie opened his mouth, but every word uttered from those thin lips made people's heart sink infinitely into the abyss, he said: "I can't tell you."

Everyone's expressions changed drastically, Deputy Bureau Wei couldn't stand for a while, and shook several times!

Lu Ju stomped the tea mug on the table with a "clang" sound, leaned back into the back of the chair, and exhaled.

"Since you are well aware of the consequences of concealing it and still insist on doing so, then I have nothing to say." Director Lu nodded slowly, and then said: "Okay, okay, okay... Yan Yan, let me ask you again." The last question, if I really don't want to say it, I can't help it. The last person who approached the vehicle where the crime happened when Fang Zhenghong was not present, is it you?!"

--no.

Yan Yan remained silent like a sculpture, with his back facing the faint light from the barred window, the answer to this question automatically appeared in his mind: Jiang Ting.

He closed his eyes, and said in a deep voice after a few seconds, "It's me."

Lu Ju suddenly got up and walked outside.

"and many more."

No one expected that Yan Yan would make a sound at this time. Everyone outside was stunned. They were about to rush out to catch Director Lu who was spraying Deputy Director Wei. look forward to the light.

But then the brilliance dimmed——

Director Lu looked back at the interrogation table, and Yan Yan raised his chin slightly, so that his original angular face, slender and strong neck, and broad, muscular shoulders were all particularly eye-catching, like a dark whirlpool in the backlight .

He asked, "Is that you?"

These three words are very light, and no one knows what they mean.

"……you ask me?"

Lu Ju's eyelids twitched, as if he felt it was ridiculous.Then he let out a snort, and asked in a very stern voice: "Whether I say yes or no, can you believe it without evidence? Yan Xie, do you still have the basic qualities of a criminal investigator?" ?!"

There was silence inside and outside the interrogation room.

The iron door slammed, and Ju Lu slammed the door of the interrogation room and went out.

Wei Yao turned around on the spot, as if he suddenly lost his direction, and then saw Director Lu passing by the door of the interrogation room, and immediately rushed out staggeringly, grabbing him, like a gun barrel jammed and then exploded The submachine gun: "Old Lu, listen to me! The matter of Fang Zhenghong must be carefully investigated, and Yan Yan is really not!"

"Lu Bureau, Lu Bureau," Secretary Zhang hurried over, interrupting Deputy Bureau Wei, who was blushing and thick-necked: "The phone in our bureau has exploded, and the Liu Department of the Provincial Party Committee has already made a third call, saying that he will come over immediately Seeing that you understand the situation, the current situation..."

"not see."

Secretary Zhang: "What?"

Lu Ju's tone was calm, but there seemed to be an invisible change on the Maitreya Buddha-like white, fat and kind face, from the lowered eyebrows of a Bodhisattva to the angry eyes of a Vajra, which made people feel horrified as soon as they looked at it.

"I don't see you." He said calmly under the silent eyes of Secretary Zhang, Deputy Bureau Wei and the others, "From now on, Yan Yan's food and drink will be delivered by me personally, and anyone who wants to visit must get my Sign and approve. Before the investigation of the case is clear, even if the governor comes, don’t even think about seeing anyone.”

Surrounded by deathly silence, Director Lu looked around at the crowd and said coldly:

"No one is allowed to step into the iron door of the interrogation room!"

·

Late that night.

A red Toyota drove past the bustling gate of the Evernight Palace KTV, turned into the alley, and then stopped at the alley not far from the back door.

A young girl in a hoodie, jeans, and white shoes got out of the car in a hurry and ran across the dark path with her schoolbag.In front of the KTV, there was a faint light at the back door. Yang Mei, who was wearing a fur coat and holding a small bag, had been waiting for a long time, when she suddenly heard footsteps, she looked back and was overjoyed: "Xiao Han!"

"Sister Meimei!"

The young girl lifted her hood, revealing a young and anxious face—it was Han Xiaomei who Yang Mei had been waiting for half the night.

"That's what Director Lu really said?"

Upstairs in the KTV office area, Han Xiaomei was very hungry, nodding while gnawing on a hamburger: "Mmmm..." Yang Mei hurriedly opened a bottle of Coke for her, Han Xiaomei immediately raised her head and gulped down a few mouthfuls, and finally shed There is no space to speak.

"Yes, that's what you said, and it has spread throughout the bureau. Liu Ting came to our city bureau in person for this matter, but was stopped by Lu Bureau in a daze, saying that Captain Yan was a highly suspected suspect with a sensitive identity and With the background, anyone who sees it may hinder... hiccup! Obstructing justice!"

"...What does he mean by that?" Yang Mei was puzzled, "Why does he seem to be guarding against someone who wants Yan Yan's life?"

Han Xiaomei shrugged with her mouth full.

When the two reached the door of the suite, Yang Mei knocked on the door: "Brother Jiang?"

"Come in."

Han Xiaomei didn't dare to be presumptuous in front of the young and gentle Consultant Lu, subconsciously straightened her neck and swallowed the hamburger forcefully, and timidly followed Yang Mei into the room.I saw Jiang Ting standing under the lamp, the table was covered all over, and when he got closer, he saw several different ID documents, household registration books, bank cards, new mobile phones and mobile phone cards...

Probably seeing Han Xiaomei's incredulous gaze, Yang Mei smiled bitterly and introduced: "Brother Jiang prepared everything a few years ago, just to prevent an accident one day."

Han Xiaomei was stunned, and thought that it was no wonder that he couldn't get in touch with Consultant Lu just now. It turned out that he had changed the mobile phone and the SIM card at the same time that Team Yan had an accident—the so-called professional level of caution was nothing more than that.

Without saying a word, Jiang Ting, wearing gloves, carefully checked the key clue left by Fang Zhenghong on the laid plastic sheet: the old pair of dark blue trousers.

"Nothing." After a while, Jiang Ting pinched the last bit of fabric hem, and said, "There are no notes, handwriting, unusual fold marks or smells, and there are no residues that can be identified with the naked eye. Fang Zhenghong Since it is determined to be a key clue, there must be a reason for it, and it is best to send it for a professional trace inspection and physical and chemical analysis."

Yang Mei pointed to the outside, and asked tentatively, "Let the surname Qi take him back to Gongzhou to find their technical detective?"

Jiang Ting shook his head, "It's too late, and I can't let the evidence out of sight. Han Xiaomei?"

Han Xiaomei immediately stood at attention: "Yes!"

"Do you know the technical detective classmate assigned to the police station?"

Han Xiaomei nodded like a chicken pecking at rice to indicate yes.

"Contact the other party immediately, and send it for inspection immediately at dawn tomorrow, and I will follow in person."

Han Xiaomei said in her heart that you may not know the current ratio of men to women in our police academy. It doesn't matter if you follow or not. Sister Meimei will be a great encouragement and encouragement to my technical detective classmates...

Jiang Ting took off his gloves and rubbed his face heavily.It wasn't until then that he finally showed a little tiredness, sat on the edge of the bed, raised his head and asked Han Xiaomei: "How is your brother Yan?"

He seemed to be asking this question casually, but for some reason, Han Xiaomei suddenly felt that after asking this sentence, all his attention was focused on himself.

"The situation of Team Yan...should be okay," Han Xiaomei recounted the news she had just told Yang Mei in embarrassment, and looked at Jiang Ting cautiously: "Although the current wind direction is not good for Team Yan, everyone believes that Team Yan is not Such a person would not do anything to harm Team Fang. Besides, it is uncertain when Team Fang’s car was tampered with. You can’t insist that Team Yan is the murderer just because Team Yan happened to be at the scene when the incident happened. Right? That's too unreasonable! It doesn't make sense at all!"

Han Xiaomei was filled with righteous indignation, Jiang Ting nodded: "So what did he eat at night?"

"what?"

Jiang Ting repeated: "What did he eat at night?"

"..." Han Xiaomei said, "...steamed buns, steamed buns and boiled eggs..."

Jiang Ting closed his eyes, a deep emotion was hidden on his plain and distant face, and he buried his face in his palm.When he opened his eyes again, he had already recovered his flawless, ice-like calmness, as if the momentary weakness just now was just an illusion.

"Understood." He said, "You can stay here tonight, and leave tomorrow morning to find your classmate."

Han Xiaomei's eyes widened, what did she think?I have spied so much information, prepared a large piece of consolation, and typed up a basketful of manuscripts, but you asked Team Yan what he had for dinner?Trust me more!

Yang Mei was still a little worried: "Brother Jiang, are you okay?"

Although she didn't want to admit it, her rationality made her clearly realize that her brother Jiang's state was indeed different after Yan Xie's accident—his investigation steps were as meticulous as usual, and his calm, calm and professionalism did not seem to be the same. There is no difference, but there is a certain emotion or aura that has undergone a chilling change.

Jiang Ting stood up and said, "It's okay. What can I do."

Yang Mei hesitated to speak worriedly.

"Go to sleep." Jiang Ting said lightly, "If I guess the direction is correct, we are already very close to the real culprit."

Yang Mei thought that Jiang Ting would stay up all night, but when she knocked on the door again later, she found that Jiang Ting had turned off the lights.

"Did you fall asleep?" She thought secretly, and at the same time breathed a sigh of relief: "It's okay, it's okay, I should rest more——"

The wind and rain outside the window were dark, the north wind howled and blew through the window, and the night was endless.

What she didn't know was that at this moment Jiang Ting was lying in the dark, staring at the void suspended like a long river.He seems to be isolated from this world, the only connection and bond has been broken, and even his perception of the outside world has gradually become blurred.

Jiang Ting raised his hand to his side, and his fingertips directly touched the cold and empty bed sheet.

He lay flat for a long time, raised his head, closed his eyes, and sighed hoarsely.

·

In fact, it is not the best policy to ask Han Xiaomei's classmates from the police school to help. First, as long as the inspected objects are within the scope of the Jianning public security system, records will inevitably be left, which will leave clues to be traced; second, Han Xiaomei has just graduated after all. Her classmate is also a rookie in technical investigation, and she will never have the superb professional skills like Huang Xing, the director of the Municipal Bureau.

But now, everything is done quickly, and Han Xiaomei's contacts are indeed the only way Jiang Ting can turn to for help now.

Han Xiaomei's best buddy in school - her fellow countryman and classmate was assigned to the technical squadron of the police station under the Fuyang branch. The young man got the pants in the morning and expressed embarrassingly that the result would not be available until the next day at the earliest.After being invited to a meal by the beautiful elder sister Yang Mei at noon, the young man said that he suddenly became enthusiastic about work and life, and finally made the analysis results before leaving work, and asked Han Xiaomei suspiciously : "What kind of case is this? Are you sure you took the wrong test substance?"

Han Xiaomei said with a guilty conscience, "No...no?"

"But this is just a pair of ordinary trousers. I have done all the tests I can think of. I didn't find any blood stains, semen, gunpowder, smoke, reaction, and toxic substances. I can only analyze that this person's hygiene habits are relatively average. With a few dog hairs——Damn, you must have mistaken the evidence, right? Otherwise, why didn’t you go to the Municipal Bureau, but brought it to me for inspection? You’re done for Han Xiaomei! You’re about to be returned by the Municipal Bureau! "

Han Xiaomei wanted to cry, but said, "Thank you for reminding me."

Having said that, Han Xiaomei took a photo of the analysis report full of doubts and sent it to Yang Mei on her mobile phone. After a while, her phone rang, and the caller ID was Yang Mei's number. When she picked it up, she only heard Jiang Ting slap her face and ask: " Are all the analysis results here?"

Han Xiaomei stood on the street outside the police station, surrounded by car horns and pedestrian noise, she covered the microphone and said loudly: "Yes! It is almost certain that the last meal that the square team ate in these trousers was meat clips Mo, there may be a few stray dogs near my house, and my personal hygiene habits are not very good!——What should I do now?!"

Han Xiaomei's heart was already shrouded in despair. She couldn't imagine how anxious and helpless she would be if she fell into this situation and could analyze any Zichou Yinmao from Roujiamo and stray dogs.

"I see."

"Ah, ah?" Han Xiaomei said in her heart, do you know?Know what?

"I'm going out for a while and keep in touch."

"Would you--Hello? Hello?"

Jiang Ting hung up the phone, put down his phone, turned around, picked up his coat, grabbed his car keys, and went straight downstairs to put on his shoes.Yang Mei panicked and followed behind, shouting loudly, "Brother Jiang, where are you going? I'll go with you!"

"I'm going to another place." Jiang Ting pushed open the door: "Fang Zhenghong's idea is correct, now we just need to verify it at the end, and the answer can almost be confirmed."

"Then wait for me! I won't touch up my makeup, let's go!"

Yang Meifei rushed to change her clothes, but Jiang Ting fixed her movements in place immediately: "No, don't follow."

Yang Mei was stunned.

Standing in front of the gate, Jiang Ting turned his head, half of his cheeks melted in the dim light of early winter, and said calmly: "The danger to you may be greater."

Yang Mei racked her brains and couldn't figure out what Jiang Ting could see from the short analysis report. In the evening when Han Xiaomei came to the KTV, the two girls sat knee to knee with sad faces, full of worries and apprehensions.

Is Yan Xi safe in the detention room of the Municipal Bureau?

Where did Jiang Ting go all night?

In fact, not only Yang Mei and Han Xiaomei, but also many people in the huge Jianning City tossed and turned like them, unable to sleep all night.Until the eastern sky gradually turned green, Yang Mei, who had been in a daze for several hours, was suddenly awakened by the ringing of the bell, and suddenly sat up and grabbed the phone——

At 06:30 in the morning, an unread message came from Jiang Ting's new number, only a few words:

[I know who he is now. 】