Breaking Through the Clouds

The raging flames that exploded on the scene three years ago, wrapped in black smoke, rushed into the sky in the strong wind, and all of them were collected in Jiang Ting's pupils immediately.

His eyes were cold and bright, and he said slowly after a long while: "If you know more secrets about me, you might as well wait until you are in the detention center, and then go slowly to communicate with the investigators."

When he said this, his demeanor and voice stabilized, and the hand holding the gun was fixed immediately, and the whole person returned to an invulnerable state almost instantly.Qin Chuan was a little regretful that he recovered so quickly, and seemed to want to say something, but was interrupted by Jiang Ting: "Two years ago, on the afternoon of January 1, Yue Guangping found out information about the inner ghost, and was about to go out and talk to me. Meet. You killed him on an impromptu visit, didn't you?"

Qin Chuan breathed out, and after a few seconds of silence, he said, "Yes. You guessed it just now, it's aconitine."

"..."

"What would you do if it were you?" Qin Chuan seemed to be a little embarrassed: "In the 29 years from 11 to [-], Yue Guangping tried many methods in exchange for the forgiveness and acceptance of his only biological child, but he couldn't do it. It wasn’t until my mother visited the grave on the twelfth anniversary of her death that he finally found that my attitude had softened, and it seemed that I had released a signal that I was willing to ease the relationship between father and son—of course he would be ecstatic.”

"Did the King of Spades tell you to do this?" Jiang Ting asked.

This was clearly a simple selective answer, but for some reason Qin Chuan paused for a moment before saying, "Yes."

Then he didn't give Jiang Ting any chance to speak, and immediately took it up: "In the next six months, I started to walk around with him, met him several times in Jianning, and had a phone call by chance. This should have given Yue Guangping a lot of attention. Encouraged, he began to invite me to sit at Gongzhou's house, but I always refused because I couldn't accept it emotionally." Here Qin Chuan added an explanation: "Yue Guangping was married in Gongzhou. Before his wife passed away, The two have always lived in that house, so this reason is completely valid for Yue Guangping."

Jiang Ting narrowed his eyes, but said nothing.

When Qin Chuan mentioned Yue Guangping's wife, he didn't have any resistance at all. On the contrary, his attitude was rational and peaceful. This should be a manifestation of a very stable and mature mentality and emotion.

In other words, he behaved very differently from most vindictive patricides.

"So your surprise visit on January 1 was very important to Yue Guangping," Jiang Ting said slowly.

"Actually, I didn't expect it to be so important to him that he would rather postpone meeting you and let me in first. To be honest, I actually rushed over that day."

Jiang Ting's eyes signaled him to continue explaining.

"During that time, Yue Guangping had been under surveillance, so when he called to ask you to meet at the safe house, K of Spades knew that he must have found something, but it was too late to arrange a car accident, so we had to I came to the door temporarily. You can imagine how...shocked Yue Guangping was when he saw me standing outside." Qin Chuan paused for half a second before choosing this word, and then said: "I told him that I was passing through Gongzhou on a business trip, so I came in to smoke Just a cigarette, so he let me in without even thinking about it."

What Yue Guangping didn't expect was that the effort of smoking a cigarette cost his life.

Jiang Ting was silent for a long time before he asked, "Did you let him drink medicinal wine?"

"No, it's tea." Qin Chuan smiled sadly, "It's just a drop of aconitine concentrate. The old people have a bad heart... I took the teacup away afterwards."

Even though it was such a tragic and sad parent-child murder, his performance was unusually calm, as if Yue Guangping had really died of a heart attack.

According to Jiang Ting's usual interrogation style, this kind of emotional question rarely comes up, but he still asked: "You killed your own biological father. As a murderer, are you not emotional at all?"

"How should I put it..." Qin Chuan raised his head and muttered.

He just raised his neck and moved his cervical spine, looked at the ceiling, and said lightly: "I am a murderer, but I am not. So the emotional touch is not the same as that of normal people."

Jiang stopped consciously and asked, "What?"

——What do you mean by that?

Qin Chuan didn't take it seriously: "It's not interesting."

Jiang Ting's pupils tightened, as if he wanted to penetrate Qin Chuan's handsome face and look into the depths of his calm eyes, but the other party obviously wouldn't explain further.Suddenly Jiang Ting asked, "Were you scared when the incident happened?"

"Why are you afraid?" Qin Chuan asked back: "When my mother passed away, I also stayed by her side. What is there to be afraid of?"

"..." This time Jiang Ting stared at him deeply, and smiled without any meaning.

The smile only lingered on the corner of his lips for a short moment, and then he asked: "So you used aconitine later, and you chose medicinal wine again when you murdered Fang Zhenghong a year ago?"

"I didn't intend to kill Fang Zhenghong." Qin Chuan corrected him, saying: "Although Fang Zhenghong's character is very sensitive and suspicious, Yu Gong has caused me a lot of trouble, and Yu private is not easy to get along with. To the point of killing him. For me, the best state is that Fang Zhenghong retires early due to illness, or at least completely delegates power to no matter, then my daily work will become much more convenient."

"As for choosing Yan Xie to blame him, it has been carefully considered and weighed by many parties - the Yan family's deep background in the provincial party committee is very difficult for anyone, as long as there is no conclusive evidence, Director Lu will not easily treat Yan Xie At the same time, on the bright side, as long as Lu Ju shows the slightest reluctance to target Yan Mao in front of Fang Zhenghong, Lao Fang's extreme character will understand that Lu Ju is covering Yan Mao, thus creating a conspiracy. Hidden dangers and rifts between the middle and high level of the Ning City Bureau.”

"The facts did develop as I planned." Qin Chuan twitched the corners of his lips, somewhat lost interest: "Lu Bureau privately dismissed two interns from the General Affairs Department, and the clues are interrupted and can no longer be investigated. Yan Yan And Fang Zhenghong's reaction did not exceed my expectations."

There are really not many people who can calculate people's hearts to this point.Forget it with Fang Zhenghong, even an old fox like Lu Ju said quietly, Qin Chuan's ability or talent in this area is indeed quite extraordinary.

Jiang Ting shook his head and smiled slightly, instead of praising him, he just asked, "Then why did you poison Yan Yan later? Don't tell me you didn't actually intend to kill him?"

Qin Chuan rubbed his forehead, as if he didn't know how to explain to express his original intention.Not long after, he pushed down his glasses, and said as sincerely as possible: "If I seriously wanted to kill Yan Xie, he would have died a hundred times by now."

Jiang Ting raised half of his eyebrows: "Oh?"

Qin Chuan shrugged: "You may have misunderstood me, thinking that I am a poisoning and murderer. But in fact, I am a clear goal-oriented person, and I am not so attached to human life. If Yan Yan dies, I will even feel very sad... …If he just got injured or crashed and left Jianning City Bureau forever and went back to inherit the family business, like Fang Zhenghong retired early, it would be a good situation for me. Because I just want their position, and Not wanting their lives."

"Then you never thought that Yan Yan would not drink the medicinal wine at all, or that someone else would drink the poisoned medicinal wine?"

"No." Qin Chuan said lightly, "First of all, the weather is getting colder. Yan Xie drinks medicinal wine to dehumidify every year around the beginning of winter. If some people do move, most of them apply it externally instead of taking it internally, because after all, there are only a few who can stand the taste of medicinal wine."

Speaking of this, he spread his hands: "Let's take another [-] steps back. Even if someone really drank and died, there is no way to do it, because there is no [-]% perfect setup in the world. If you pursue too much If it is killed, it will inevitably leave traces in the layout, which is very detrimental to concealing itself."

An indescribable expression appeared on Jiang Ting's usually not so complicated face.

"Taught." Then he laughed and said: "What about the time when Xian Shengrong was hired to assassinate Yan Yan in Jiangyang County? Isn't it serious to kill Yan Yan?"

Qin Chuan said: "Believe it or not, I did not ask Xian Shengrong to 'definitely' kill Yan Xiong, I told him that it is best to shoot the tires of the police car to cause an accident and create opportunities for the killers hired by Wang Xingye. However, Xian Shengrong's movements were still slow, so that the few people surnamed Fan took the lead and rammed the police car into the river, and a group of people shot at the river with earthen guns... What's more, they didn't One person can hit Yan Yan..."

Qin Chuan showed a headache and helpless expression.

"Actually, if I had a choice, I don't want Xian Shengrong to shoot, because as long as there is a rifled bullet, there will be traces for tracking. And this gun belongs to Yue Guangping, even if Director Lu doesn't believe that Yue Guangping's death is related to me. , he also knows about the father-son relationship between us, I don't want to leave any possibility that Director Lu will doubt me...By the way, do you mind if I sit down? I'm really tired after working all day."

He pointed to the sofa beside him, Jiang Ting looked at it for a few seconds, and signaled with the muzzle:

"Sit down, but don't make any changes."

"No," Qin Chuan said lightly, "I've heard of how accurate your marksmanship is."

He walked around the coffee table, sat in the middle of the sofa, leaned deeply on the back and let out a sigh: "You don't even suspect that I have hidden any weapons in the sofa..."

"No doubt." Jiang Ting said, "Because I searched before you came back."

"..." Qin Chuan murmured, "I was moved by your trust for a few seconds in vain."

"I just don't think I should have made the mistake of Director Lu. If he started to suspect you after Yue Guangping's death, or focused on investigating you when Zhenghong was poisoned a year ago, then things should have been different from a long time ago. Just Because you and Yue Guangping are biological fathers and sons, he has hardly taken any action against you in this year, Bureau Lu is to blame."

"Boss Lu is old..." Qin Chuan sighed for a long time, then rubbed his face with his palms, and said, "He may have investigated me for a while, but I didn't do many things personally, such as silencing Xian Shengrong, talking to others, etc. Lao Fang’s Elantra car is such a trivial matter... So even if he investigates, he can’t find any evidence. To be honest, I’m more surprised that you can suspect me, maybe because you are an outsider.”

Jiang Ting was noncommittal: "The K of Spades helped you deal with many 'trivial matters'?"

Qin Chuan said, "Almost."

"Then why did you do it yourself when you attacked Yan Yan several times, and the K of Spades asked you to do it?"

Qin Chuan smiled while holding his forehead, and asked, "What happened between you two? Why do you feel that you are sure that he wants to kill Yan Yan, so you are presumed guilty?"

Jiang Ting's face was white and cold in the darkness, his expression was like the muzzle of a gun in his hand, and he remained motionless.

"Well, I admit that the people under him have indeed conveyed this meaning, but..." Qin Chuan shook his head with a smile: "First of all, this person, Yan Xie, has security education at home since he was a child, and he has been a security guard for so many years when he grows up. Criminal policeman, it is really not easy for outsiders to attack him; secondly, the infiltration of drug dealers in the high-level public security in Jianning is far inferior to that in Gongzhou, so if I want to climb up quickly, I will wait for the K of Spades to operate steadily. Relationships are hard, and it’s mostly up to me to do it myself.”

Spade K is not only dependent on Qin Chuan in the local area, it must also have something to do in the province, there is no doubt about it.But Jianning is not the Gongzhou of the past after all. As a provincial capital city with two sets of government teams, Jianning has limited personnel control over the municipal bureau. It is obviously not easy to do through the Ministry of Finance.

So Fang Zhenghong, who stood in front of Qin Chuan, and Yan Xi, who was in a more important position, became the most direct stumbling blocks.

"So if you really want to divide the responsibilities, I will take [-]% of the responsibility, and the spade K will take [-]%." Qin Chuan seemed to find it quite interesting, and said, "But you should be glad that it was me who made the shot, and my priority is just Get Yan Xie out of the criminal investigation detachment—if Spade K did it himself, it might be a situation where there is no end to death."

Jiang Ting leaned his back against a corner of the living room, and it took a long time for him to feel like the ice sculpture exuding a bone-chilling chill had finally come to life. He let out a soft laugh from his nasal cavity, with undisguised mockery: "From this point of view, I have to thank you You and the King of Spades are not exactly of one mind."

"Oh, it's really not. I have a lot of disagreements with that drug lord. For example..."

Jiang Ting was still standing there, but Qin Chuan suddenly stopped talking. He took off his gold-rimmed glasses, put them by his side, and rubbed the center of his eyebrows with his index finger knuckles. It lasted for a few seconds before he said with a slow smile: " Like he's afraid to really kill you, but it doesn't matter to me—"

Jiang Ting's pupils froze, and in the next moment, Qin Chuan kicked over the coffee table like a leopard with all his might!

call--

He kicked the heavy solid wood furniture into a whirl in the air, and smashed it towards Jiang Ting with the sound of the wind!

There were two gunshots, the coffee table was torn apart, and the wooden blocks exploded all over the ground.The bullet casings jingled, Jiang Ting raised the muzzle of the gun, turned on the light with his backhand, and suddenly heard a "crash!" The glass burst, and Qin Chuan smashed the chandelier in the living room!

Countless fragments poured down in the darkness, like a rainstorm of glass splashing on the face.

Jiang Ting turned his head like lightning to cover his eyes. At this moment, Qin Chuan grabbed his right hand holding the gun with his body covered in shards of glass, and forced his index finger into the trigger——

boom!

boom!

Jiang Ting gritted his teeth and lowered the muzzle of the gun, but Qin Chuan's palm was firmly upward.

boom!

Jiang Ting turned his head violently when the last bullet was ejected from the breech during the fight, and the scorching air brushed against his neck!

As long as the muzzle of the gun was one centimeter away, his neck would have been pierced right now.But it was too late to be afraid, Jiang Ting kicked Qin Chuan away on his knees, threw the empty gun with his hands, pulled out the pocket knife and opened it, suddenly Qin Chuan picked up the long-handled umbrella hanging at the entrance, and drew out a cold light ——

It turned out to be a triangular thorn inserted into the handle of the umbrella!

Jiang Ting's eyelids twitched slightly, and in the darkness, Qin Chuan showed him a regretful smile.