Breaking Through the Clouds

"Our Provincial Public Security Office is in charge of investigating this incident. You must give us the most authentic and detailed information about the Jiangjiang stop of the former anti-drug detachment in Gongzhou. Now we can confirm that your problem is very big, the problem of the Municipal Public Security Bureau It’s also very big! These problems require us to unravel layer by layer, and we will never allow any deception and concealment!…”

The three persons in charge sat in front of the hospital bed, each holding a notebook and recording equipment in their hands.The leader is a deputy director, who claims to be surnamed Zhao. Yan Xie has seen it from a distance when handling cases before, and it seems that he specializes in discipline inspection.

Yan Yan leaned against the head of the hospital bed expressionlessly, with a needle stuck in his right hand for infusion, only to hear Deputy Director Zhao say coldly: "Although we have already obtained all the evidence of your violation of discipline, we don't need to ask you anything anymore. , but after research by all the leaders, we decided to give you the last chance to save yourself for the sake of you being a policeman for so many years. It depends on your performance to determine whether you can get leniency from the organization!..."

"Where's Director Lu?" Suddenly, Yan Xie interrupted his passionate speech.

Deputy Director Zhao's interrogation skills were really negative, and he was obviously stunned for a moment before he frowned: "I said, your city's Public Security Bureau also has problems, and now is not the time for you to ask questions."

Yan Xie said, "I want to see Bureau Lu."

"What do you want to see Director Lu for? To engage in ties, or to give a confession? No!"

Yan Yan smiled lightly, "Then I want to see Liu Ting."

Director Zhao's face suddenly changed suddenly, and the person in charge holding the laptop hesitated to speak, stretched out his hand to stop him, wanted to persuade him but didn't, and only heard him slam the bedside table hard.

"Deputy Yan detachment!" Director Zhao said angrily: "You have always been a rebellious and stubborn member in the eyes of the organization, do you still want to resist?! I don't care what background you have, what background you have, we are here this time It’s your last chance to survive! If you don’t take the initiative to seize this chance, don’t blame the organization for being rude!”

The other two couldn't sit still: "Old Zhao, hey, Lao Zhao, sit down!"

"That's not the way to ask, just say it well..."

Deputy Director Zhao pointed at Yan Yan's nose angrily: "I have to see this one and that one later, who do you think you are? Before all the problems are clarified, you'd better identify yourself to me! You— —”

Pfft!

Yan Xie suddenly pulled out the infusion needle, and in the splash of blood stars, he threw everything on the bedside table to the ground, and the loud noise shocked everyone!

"What is my identity? My family contributed [-] million yuan to fixed-point poverty alleviation in Guangxi Province last year! I have been corrupt or have evaded taxes. You fucking didn't figure out anything and tried me as a prisoner!"

Deputy Director Zhao was stunned, and the ward was dead silent for a moment, only to hear Yan Yan's hysterical roar resounding in his ears: "I want to see Director Lu! Director Lu doesn't see Director Liu! Director Liu doesn't see me, so go to the Provincial Party Committee! Fuck, I What crime did you commit? Go to the Provincial Party Committee and clarify!!"

boom!

The infusion bottle was snatched off by Yan Xie and smashed to the ground. Broken glass and glucose splashed all over the room, and everyone froze.

·

After half an hour.

The same hospital, the same inpatient building, and the wards are upstairs.

"That's what you see." Lu Ju, who was wearing a light blue hospital gown, sat on the head of the bed, put down the big tea mug, and said slowly, "The second reason is that he admitted that he is the Q of Hearts."

Deputy Director Zhao rushed back to the Provincial Department to file a complaint, and after coordinating with the Provincial Department and the Municipal Bureau, the other two responsible persons also bid farewell to Bureau Lu with complicated faces.There were only Lu Ju and Yan Mao in the spacious high-ranking ward, and the door was closed tightly. Through a small glass window, one could see Gao Panqing, Ma Xiang and others worriedly guarding the door.

The smog covered the day, and the smell of disinfectant floated in the air, filling even the lungs with the choking smell.

"I immediately took my leave and left your house. It was almost nine o'clock in the evening, and it was already raining heavily outside. I hurried out of the community and was about to take a taxi back to the city bureau to report the situation, but I didn't expect Jiang Ting I followed behind all the time, and suddenly stabbed me with a knife after a short confrontation. I fell to the ground injured and lost consciousness. When I woke up, I was sent to the hospital. The whole process is almost like this, more details are still under investigation I can’t tell you the reasons one by one.”

Lu Ju adjusted his reading glasses and looked at Yan Mao seriously.

The latter said nothing.

"He still likes you, Yan Xie. The reason why he didn't do anything at your house, but chose to follow him to a remote place outside the community before committing the crime, should be to try his best to clear up your involvement in this matter. If it wasn't for saving you You want to arrest Qin Chuan, which caused him to show his face in front of me, and he will stay by your side for another two years incognito." Lu Ju shook his head with emotion and said, "This is the end of the matter, it can be seen that it is God's will."

The shocking outburst to Deputy Director Zhao just now was like a flashback before a bonfire goes out. It erupted suddenly and then disappeared, leaving only messy ashes on the ground.

Yan Yan was silent, and reached out to touch the cigarette, but it was in vain.

Director Lu took out a pack of Yunyan from the gift box that someone brought to visit him, and threw it at him: "Here, let's just smoke it."

With a soft click, Yan Yan lit the cigarette with the light blue flame, and the fragrance of nicotine quickly permeated every inch of nerves.His handsome and tough face was blurred in the smoke, and after a long time he finally smiled insignificantly: "—God's will."

Then he raised his eyes and asked: "It was God's will that you sent Yang Mei to Yuanlong Gorge to rescue me with an infrared transmitter?"

Director Lu looked at him and started laughing: "Are you suspicious of me? To be honest, I don't know about Yang Mei at all, but she told the investigation team the whole truth. Jiang Ting left I took her with me before, because I was afraid that I would keep her in Jianning and say more unfavorable things to the police in the future. But after Yongkang Village discovered that you were rounded up by Jin Jie and others, Jiang stopped the person carrying 'Grass Flower A' Wu Tun , send Yang Mei out, let her find a way to save you if she has a chance."

"It's true that he worked for Wu Tun as the Q of Hearts, and then turned to the King of Spades when he had nowhere to go. But it's also true that he didn't want to kill you no matter what." Lu Ju waved his hand and said: "People's hearts are subtle, complicated and unpredictable. , the same thing from different angles will show various contradictory truths. In short, you kid can survive, you are really lucky!"

——Really?

Yan Xie narrowed his eyes, and sharp doubts appeared in the depths of his eyes.

Director Lu knew what he was thinking without looking, but he didn't bother to talk to him: "Don't be lucky, if I know where Jiang Ting and Spade King are, I can send a large number of special police and armed police to kill them without notifying the Provincial Party Committee and the Provincial Department. This big drug lord? I am the chief of the Public Security Bureau, and it is possible to send a non-staff female informant to go to the deep mountains and wild mountains to carry out such a difficult and dangerous task? Yan Xie, I think your fall is a basic Logic has been thrown away!"

Indeed, if Jiang Ting was in collusion with Director Lu, then there should be a large number of criminal police behind him, and Yang Mei should never be the only one.

Yan Mao paused in mid-air with his hand holding the cigarette, not knowing what to say for a moment.

"I understand your thoughts, Yan Yan." Director Lu probably felt that he was too harsh, and said in a slightly relaxed tone: "But Jiang Ting's nature is like this, you have to learn to accept the reality."

Cigarettes captivated Yan Yan's sight, and Jiang Ting's words sounded in his ears again not long ago: "This journey is long and difficult and endless. Once you embark on it, it is difficult to turn back... After all, the person who can wear the national flag to the end of his life is a A few, more people left halfway, got separated, or got lost and stepped into a side road, and could no longer fight side by side..."

"Yan Yan," Jiang stopped in the car and looked at him that day, with an inconspicuous gleam in his eyes, and said softly, "You have to learn to accept it."

Yan Yan smoked a cigarette slowly, and at the moment in the ward, he finally understood what the complex and calm light in Jiang Ting's eyes was.

—that is pity.

It's not sympathy for him who has just experienced Qin Chuan's betrayal, but pity for him, a man in his 30s, who still holds such deadly innocence.

"I understand," Yan Yan finally said hoarsely, put out his cigarette butt and stood up, "You can rest at ease and recuperate, I will cooperate with those idiots of the provincial department...the 'investigation team'."

Bureau Lu nodded, heaving a sigh of relief at finally persuading him.

"Before Jiang Ting's question is clarified, you are temporarily excluded from the work of the Municipal Bureau—don't worry, this is also a normal procedure. If you strictly follow the rules, you should be temporarily detained, but your mother..." Director Lu Covering her mouth, she coughed: "After all, Aizi is eager, so... a special approval has been given temporarily... and you are suspended from work at home."

Lu Ju's words were quite reserved, but Yan Xie could imagine the scene where Ms. Zeng Cuicui was carrying a golden cudgel and wreaking havoc in the Heavenly Palace.A few years ago, this was obviously what he was most upset about and what he was most afraid of avoiding, but now a trace of gratitude and warmth suddenly sprouted from the bottom of his heart.

They are actually unfortunate to have such a son who is neither worrying nor filial like me——he thought suddenly.

Suppressing her sadness, Yan Xi finally nodded to Bureau Lu, turned around and was about to leave the ward.At the moment when he turned around, the white mist of the cigarette was dispersed, revealing his once handsome and rebellious side face, and he saw a few fine lines under the corners of his eyes at some point, as if time had penetrated The body, the numerous scars deposited in the depths of the soul.

"... Yan Yan," Director Lu suddenly said from behind.

Yan Xi stopped.

"Yang Mei said that she was far away, and only saw the death of Qi Sihao, the captain of the Gongzhou detachment, but she didn't see who was shot dead." Director Lu's deep voice came: "——Did you see clearly?"

Yan Yan didn't move, as if he didn't even have the ups and downs of breathing.

"...Maybe it's Jiang Ting." After an unknown amount of time, he finally heard a voice that had been honed by sandpaper, and said, "It was too fast at that time, in fact, I also..."

After a pause, he whispered again: "It should be."

Director Lu nodded silently, Yan Xie pushed open the door, as if escaping from something, and walked out without looking back.

·

Since that day, there have been endless interrogations and interrogations.

What happened in Yuanlong Gorge that day, who appeared, and what they said, they had to repeat it word by word, not even the slightest change in tone and demeanor.Under such high-intensity and intensive interrogation, it is very difficult to conceal or distort a specific matter, and the massive repetitive narratives will confuse people's thinking and lead to flaws.

Although Deputy Director Zhao was an impatient novice that day, the interrogators who came after him were all interrogation experts, and their skills were more systematic and theoretical than that of a long-term front-line criminal policeman like Yan Mao.In front of these battle-tested old men, even the slightest opening will become an opportunity for complete defeat.

"Rivet" Wen Shao was the king of spades, and this incident was reported back to Gongzhou, shaking the entire public security system in Southwest China.All the relevant personnel that Wen Shao was recruited by the agency in the year were all taken down, and news was sent back not long after that a whole batch of relevant persons in charge in the recruitment system were dealt with.

Qi Sihao joined forces with the Gongzhou City Notary Office, the Hazardous Waste Destruction Company and other relevant personnel to investigate the major crimes of subcontracting, theft, and trafficking and seized drugs, and the facts of the case soon came to light.The drugs to be sold through the hands of these people include 1.6 kilograms of high-purity heroin, 6.2 kilograms of methamphetamine, and a small amount of various amphetamine derivatives, which can be called serious cases in terms of nature and social harm.

It is worth mentioning that they also sold at least 300g of "blue gold", but because the director of the notary office was buried in a sea of ​​flames at KTV in Gongzhou, and Qi Sihao died in Yuanlong Gorge for unknown reasons, other drug dealers demolished their homes sooner or later. This new fentanyl compound has disappeared into the vast sea of ​​people, and it is no longer difficult to trace.

In addition, there is another incident that caused a sensation to the southwest police: the 1009 plastic factory explosion three years ago was uncovered again, the current mayor personally took the lead, and the task force was re-established to prepare for a comprehensive review and re-inspection.

The task force this time is different from three years ago. They act resolutely and without any scruples. Not only Room 701 of Yazhiyuan Community, but even the entire life of Jiang Ting was completely exposed in the sun, and they were read word by word with a magnifying glass. rummage.Those who were in contact with the grass flower A back then and were bought by the spade K should be investigated and arrested. Several corporate executives were pulled down overnight.

But it's more than that, and everyone knows it.

Drug cartels are still alive and well, and these revelations are just the tip of the iceberg.More, deeper, and more complex interests are involved under the deep water. Without Deep Throat, it is unknown when they will be exposed.

·

But these have nothing to do with Yan Xie.

After more than half a month, all interrogations came to an end, and he finally regained his temporary personal freedom.

It was early winter when he left Jianning, but it was nine years old when he returned home.Strict father and strict mother came to pick him up at the hospital gate, seeing his haggard son slowly coming out of the gate alone, even Zeng Cui, who was always aggressive, couldn't help but have red eyes.

Yan Yan didn't say a word, and stepped forward to give both parents a tight hug.

"Go home." Zeng Cui patted Yan Mao's solid shoulder vigorously, and said, "Just go home."

Many years ago, she patted the top of her son's head as easily as a ball, but now she has to lean forward to pat Yan Mao's shoulder.

Christmas is coming, and the potted plants at the gate of the lakeside community are wrapped with red and green lights, which look very beautiful from a distance. The property has hung a honey holly vine and golden bells on the corridor entrance of each unit. .Yan Xie got off his parents' car, went into the elevator and climbed to the top floor alone, hesitated for a moment when he opened the door, and pressed his fingerprint on the lock.

Snapped.

Orange lights illuminate the living room, reflecting on the large milky white sofa.

Thousands of miles of Milky Way outside the window, thousands of lights.The bone soup is gurgling in the kitchen, delicious heat is steaming all over the room, and white mist forms on the floor-to-ceiling windows; He raised his head while playing chess, smiled and asked, "Why are you back so late?"

Yan Yan stood quietly at the door.

"The soup is cold," Jiang Ting raised his foot and pointed in the direction of the kitchen, and ordered with a smile, "Wash your hands and serve the rice, and bring me the saucer."

The running of the kitchen faucet, the clashing of bowls, chopsticks and spoons, the scraping of clothes and kisses, all sounded from the void.Yan Mao heard his laughter from the entrance all the way into the kitchen, he closed the door, walked to the sofa and stared at the coffee table as if sleepwalking.

Jiang Ting said, "Pour three tablespoons of soy sauce and two tablespoons of vinegar into the bowl, chop some garlic and mix it for a while. You didn't add spice to my bowl, did you?"

Yan Yan opened his mouth, his lips trembling slightly.

"Yan Yan!" Jiang Ting turned over from the sofa and asked the kitchen, "Did you hear me?"

"..."

Yan Yan looked at the coffee table in front of the sofa, and said with a strange tremor at the end, "...I heard it."

Suddenly the dream faded away, like a gray tide, sweeping away all the senses of sound, color and touch.

Yan Yan stood alone in the living room, the sofa was empty, the kitchen was dark and quiet, and the floor-to-ceiling glass windows were cold and clear; in front of him was only half a cup of residual tea, which was already too cold.

He inserted his fingers deeply into his hair, covered his eyes with his palms, took a deep breath and raised his head after a while.

That person is not there.

The man named Jiang Ting who had spent days and nights with him, made a promise of the future for him, and finally ended with a gunshot after a series of treacherous events.

He has already left.

Yan Mao seemed to have lost the feeling of cold and hunger, he took off his coat, changed his slippers step by step like a wandering soul, walked through every room in the house, turned on the lights one by one, and then turned them off one by one.He seemed to be confirming that this fortress was safe, independent, and isolated from the world; it was like an empty shell wrapped around him, tightly seamed, and unmoved by the wind, firmly resisting the festive atmosphere and laughter of thousands of families outside. out of the cold wind.

Then he returned to the living room, sat on the sofa, looked at the floating dust slowly floating in the darkness, without speaking or moving.

In fact, he should feel very tired, but he is miraculously not tired at all, but has entered a state of almost blankness and nothingness from his spirit to his body.

The light came in from the window, and the light band crossed the high nose bridge from the cheekbones. His eyes were opened unconsciously, and the lower half of his face was deeply hidden in the thick darkness.

At 10:30, the hands of the clock on the wall emit a faint green light.

It's time to wash up.

Yan Yan stretched out his hand to his side, but his fingertips slipped from the air, and his voice was as soft as an illusion: "Good night, Jiang Ting."

Then his figure that seemed to have merged with the night finally stood up and walked into the bathroom.

·

Shura-

The cold water rinsed the washbasin and stopped abruptly.Yan Yan's eyes and nose were red, and he stood up expressionlessly, took out the washcloth from the automatically heated stainless steel rack, and buried his water-stained face deeply in it.

Water droplets meandered from his elbow and hit the marble countertop drop by drop.

No matter how lonely, the long night will come.

Yan Xie took a deep breath in the towel, and raised her eyes to look at her dejected self in the mirror.He just stood there for a few seconds, then suddenly felt something dull, sniffled, and looked at the washcloth in his hand.

"...?"

Yan Xie brought the towel to his nose and sniffed it again. This time, he confirmed that it was not an illusion. After the cloth was soaked in water, there was a very faint, but a bit pungent...chlorine smell.

Others would not be able to detect such a light smell, but Yan Xie has been a criminal policeman for so many years, and has traveled to drug production sites a lot. It was enough to bring out his occupational disease, even when he was out of his mind at the moment.

He wet the towel thoroughly, and smelled it carefully a few more times, suddenly suspicious in his heart—it wasn't that smell, but it was very similar, it should be...

bleach?

Yan Xie turned around and walked into the toilet, took out the bottle of household sodium hypochlorite bleach from the cabinet and shook it. I don't know if it was a psychological effect, but I always felt that the liquid level was half an inch lower.

But still wrong, this bottle of bleach is specially used to clean the toilet, how could it get on the face towel?No matter how unexpected Jiang Ting's behavior was, he couldn't just use his face towel to clean the toilet.

Yan Yan stared at the bottle of bleach in his hand, suddenly remembered something, and suddenly felt a slight movement in his heart.

Most people think of bleach when they see sodium hypochlorite.But at this moment, as if destined somewhere, there is a looming thread of logic that connects sodium hypochlorite with a more professional and sensitive behavior.

"Maybe..." he thought suddenly, "maybe it might be..."

Yan Mao got up abruptly, rushed out of the toilet and came to the study, without even feeling that his shoulder hit the door frame.He opened the drawer and rummaged a few times, found the magnifying glass, turned and went back to the bathroom, knelt on the open space in front of the counter, and used the magnifying glass to carefully observe along the cracks in the tiles, not letting go of every cement particle, his heart was pounding in his chest pounding.

As long as traces can be found, even if there is only a small trace, it can confirm the increasingly crazy guess in his mind——

Suddenly Yan Yan's movements stopped.

He was kneeling in a very distorted posture in the corner of the side of the counter. Through the magnifying mirror, at the corner between the cabinet and the floor tiles, there was a hint of dark red that was as thin as the diameter of a hair in the gap.

— that's blood.

Yan Yan pursed her mouth tightly, her heart was squeezing her throat so painfully that it was about to pop out of her mouth as soon as she opened her mouth.But at this moment, he didn't hesitate, and immediately exited the bathroom with a magnifying glass in his hand, found out his cell phone and dialed a number.

At the same moment, in the center of Jianning, Han Xiaomei's cell phone rang as she staggered out of the cinema with the crowd wearing high heels.

"Hey, Team Yan!" Han Xiaomei gestured apologetically at the blind date man, but she felt relieved in her heart, wishing she could fly back to the Municipal Bureau to work overtime immediately, and even her tone was full of enthusiasm for work: "Yeah, I'm here, It's okay, if you have anything to tell you, just say it!"

Yan Yan's uncontrollable panting came from the phone: "Han Xiaomei, steal an inspection box from the city bureau and bring it to the lakeside community immediately. Your brother's life is now in your hands."

Han Xiaomei: "..."

Han Xiaomei's first reaction was that the male boss asked the single female subordinate to come to his house in the middle of the night? !The second reaction is to lie down, you are really my brother, let me go to the Municipal Public Security Bureau to steal things? !

"Brother Yanyan Yanyan, calm down, and if you have something to say, let me secretly... steal what?"

Yan Xie stood outside the bathroom door, looking at the large tiled floor under the countertop, and finally said in a hoarse voice:

"Luminol Reactant."