Breaking Through the Clouds

Yan Xie said that the renovation of this house was minor, but in fact, if this counted as minor, the Municipal Public Security Bureau would probably be a large thatched shed rising from the ground.

The huge living room has two walls, and floor-to-ceiling glass doors lead to a wide gardening balcony.The interior is hard-furnished in a modern and simple style of black, white and gray. The men's design is full of sense. The natural marble floor and brand-new luxury brand furniture make people think that they have entered the sample room of a real estate agent at first glance. The beauty is expensive and blunt. Not even the slightest bit of popularity.

The silent confrontation in the living room now condensed the last bit of air into stinging ice.

"Do you want to hear what 'Team Jiang' has to say?" Jiang Ting said slowly, "You tell me, and I'll tell you."

Yan Mo sneered, sat back and looked at him unscrupulously: "Don't get me wrong, I have long since given up on the little quarrel back then. Whether you are the superior Captain Jiang, or the anonymous Lu Chengjiang, to me It doesn't cause too much stimulation, and it doesn't go out of the way to satisfy some perverted psychological desire."

"However, you have been lying in the hospital for three years, and you have been safe for three years; as soon as you were discharged from the hospital, new drugs were circulated on the market in Jianning. The method of using drugs as smart drugs to seduce rich children to take drugs It has appeared in Gongzhou for many years, but that time you covered Hu Weisheng, what is the truth?"

Jiang Ting said indifferently: "He gave me money and bought me off. Are you satisfied with that?"

"——Don't bullshit with me." Yan Yan waved his hand: "Hu Weisheng's grandson can go to 'retail' if he has money? Let Team Jiang sign you on the file of attempted rape. There is a bigger net of interests!"

Jiang Ting said leisurely: "Then, do you guess that the spider that made that web was me?"

Yan Xie didn't answer for a while.

Jiang Ting said: "Look, you don't believe me when I say I was bribed, and you don't believe me when I say I'm the mastermind behind the scenes. In fact, what you think in your heart, the truth is what's going on, you have to believe in yourself."

Jiang Ting seemed to be born too lazy to control his facial muscles. Under any circumstances, he always had that completely relaxed posture of repelling others thousands of miles away.

Yan Yan stared at him, and found that the other party was really invulnerable.He suddenly remembered the day when he went to KTV to re-survey the scene, met Jiang Ting on the way and witnessed a car accident, and was stunned in the middle of the intersection—now he remembered that only at that moment Jiang Ting had a loophole, and he could take advantage of it.

"..." Yan Yan tapped the rim of the cup lightly with his fingers. He didn't know what he was thinking about, and suddenly said: "Gongzhou's anti-drug operation failed. The official said it was caused by your command error. It is also confirmed on the intranet that you have Dead. Now you are still alive. To put it bluntly, you are a fugitive. It is up to me to report you. Now that you are so uncooperative with me, don’t be afraid that I will get angry and just notify Gongzhou to arrest you. Catch it?"

His sloppy tone seemed to be joking, and when he listened carefully to the last few words, there was a cold ferocity.But Jiang Ting didn't seem to hear it, and calmly replied: "If I am arrested, I will die soon."

"Oh?"

"If I die, the [-] case will soon turn into theft, extortion or counterfeit medicine as it did back then. And you will have no chance of overturning the case, because Hu Weisheng will not sit peacefully for another three years this time." Good luck with the prison, he will die in the detention center before going to court."

Yan Yan asked, "You threatened me?"

Jiang Ting asked back, "Have you ever peeled an onion?"

The two looked at each other for a moment, Yan Xi folded his arms, leaned back on the back of the chair, and said arrogantly: "No, I'm a man, so I won't go into the kitchen."

Jiang Ting said, "Onions make people cry, but you can only get to the core by peeling off layer by layer. Instead of pressing me about the so-called truth, it's better to solve the current case first."

Yan Xie's face sank like water, and his eyes flickered slightly.

It was getting late outside the window, and the lights were just coming on. Looking down from the balcony on the [-]th floor, the long dragon-like car lights on the viaduct in the distance converged into a torrent, rushing to all directions of this huge city.

And above the heads of all living beings, the neon light in the night sky of the city is reflected on the glass of thousands of households, and then passes through the dim living room, outlining Yan Yan's handsome and tough profile.

In the quiet space, only the ups and downs of breathing could be heard, Yan Yan finally said slowly: "Who is chasing you today, do you know who it is?"

Jiang Ting said: "There are many people who want to kill me, but I can't think of who would send such a low-level killer."

"What about the guy who drove the SUV and killed the killer halfway?"

Jiang Ting was silent for a long time before he said, "It's hard to say."

With a click, Yan Yan turned on the light, and the warm yellow soft light evenly filled the huge space.Jiang Ting was leaning on the large black leather sofa with his arms folded, which contrasted with his unusually slender and thin face. His face, neck and exposed hands were so cold that it made one's heart shiver.

"Then, as you said, before the case was solved, you wronged Team Jiang, you, who are so delicate and expensive, to accompany you on shifts every day." Yan Xie pointed to the direction of the guest room, and smiled: "There are many people in Yang Mei's KTV." Eyes are mixed, the environment is not good, it is not suitable for recuperation. We may have to go back to the bureau to work overtime in the second half of the night, so let's not bother, just sleep with me overnight."

Yan Yan's guest bedroom has an independent bathroom, and the air is filled with the smell of a new house that has never been lived in. Pillows, beddings and toiletries are all available.There was an entire wall of TV hanging across from the head of the bed, but Jiang Ting was not in the mood to watch TV, he ran around with Yan Xie all day, washed up hastily, and then lay down directly.

Yan Yan sat beside the bed in the master bedroom next door, with the floor-to-ceiling windows open, and lit a cigarette.

In Jiang Ting's words, a lot of information was revealed except for the part that avoids the important and ignores the trivial. At least the profit network behind Hu Weisheng is related to drug production, and the degree of danger he himself is in this whirlpool should not be lying.

But how true or false are the other insinuations that are still too much to talk about?

He didn't hide his doubts about Jiang Ting, but Jiang Ting's defense against him was deeper and more hidden, like a person who was once imprisoned, even if he escaped, he was still a threat.

There was the sound of running water rushing to a stop next door, followed by a click, which was the bathroom door of the guest bedroom opened.In the extremely quiet night, any movement is particularly obvious, and Yan Xie can even imagine Jiang Ting stepping on the carpet with bare feet, turning off the lights, and going to bed and lying down.

Yan Yan put out the cigarette butt, brushed his teeth, wanted to sleep for a while but couldn't fall asleep, all kinds of miscellaneous thoughts were circling in his mind.After turning around a few times, he simply got up and went to the living room to get the "Red Book" that Jiang Ting had placed on the coffee table, and turned on the bedside lamp, thinking that after reading it, he could go to Jiang Ting to pretend to be a book. force.

Three minutes later, the book was turned upside down by his side, and the Deputy Chief of Criminal Investigation of the City Bureau had already fallen asleep and passed out.

The cell phone rang suddenly, as if a high-voltage wire with [-] volts of white light had fallen from the sky, making Yan Xie startled with a whip, and hurriedly answered the phone: "Hello, hello, hello?"

"What are you doing, old Yan?" Qin Chuan's teasing voice came from the other end: "The sun is already drying your ass, so which beauty's bed are you still upside down?"

Yan Yan rubbed his eyes and looked at the alarm clock. At [-]:[-] in the morning, he rushed out angrily: "You know that, Maria Ozawa and Yui Hatano just knocked on my door."

"Hey, the two teachers have worked hard to exchange East Asian traditional culture, and you didn't treat them well?"

Yan Xie lowered his head and glanced, "If you didn't make this unlucky call, you would have been entertained by now!"

Qin Chuan laughed and said, "Okay! After the case is over, my brother will pay you a living Yui Hatano, and I will do what I said. Now hurry up and send it to the team. Last night, the forensic doctor and the trace inspection worked overtime overnight, and finally found it." The breakthrough clue, Gou Li is groaning exhaustedly in the conference room."

Yan Yan doubted: "...What clue?"

With a bang, the door of the guest bedroom was pushed open, and Yan Yan strode in, and flicked on the light: "Wake up, the city bureau just called—"

At this moment, Jiang Ting, who was still in a deep sleep, suddenly woke up, and made eye contact with Yan Xie who broke through the door.

"...What's wrong with you?" Yan Yan was slightly taken aback, "Are you sick? You look so ugly?"

Under the light, Jiang Ting was wrapped in a blanket, his face was whiter than his pillow, his black hair was dripping with cold sweat, his eyes were shining like they were soaked in water, his lips were slightly opened and he was panting.

"..."

The two looked at each other for a while, Jiang Ting finally let out a hoarse breath, and forced himself to relax: "... Yan team, are you afraid that if I, a patient, get scared, this house will become a haunted house?"

He was out of shape, like he was masking some kind of nightmare or conditioned reflex.But Yan Yan didn't see through this deliberation. For some reason, the scene in front of him made him feel a little uncomfortable, so he quickly turned his eyes away and coughed: "Stop talking nonsense, are you a little girl? You still wear clothes when you sleep at night, and you are afraid that I will break into you." What's the matter with molesting you?"

Jiang Ting's eyes slowly moved down from Yan Yan's face, stopped at a certain part, and said coldly: "You are almost there."

Yan Yan lowered his head and hurriedly covered it: "You say you, where do you look all day long?"

Jiang Ting ignored him.

"Hurry up and stop dawdling. The city bureau just called. The DNA of the dead ghost on the highway matched that of a former criminal nicknamed Fan Si. It is basically confirmed that he is a professional killer who takes money to work for his life. At the same time, he found that A major clue."

Jiang Ting didn't even lift his eyelids: "Oh?"

"Medicine, substance, residue, and retention." Yan Xie paused, "There is half a crushed tablet in his trousers pocket. The chemical composition is exactly the same as that in the victim Feng Yuguang's body. It is a kind of Jianning A new type of drug that has never been seen before."

Half an hour later, Jiang Ting of the City Bureau's Criminal Investigation Detachment, wearing an anti-smog mask, followed Yan Mao into the empty elevator.

With a ding sound, the elevator door slowly went up, Jiang Ting lowered his head to avoid the surveillance camera, and said in a low voice, "Why do you insist on me following all day?"

Yan Xie turned her head and smiled at him, her eyes full of artificial tenderness: "Protect you."

"..."

The period between [-]:[-] and [-]:[-] in the morning may be the least crowded time in the entire office building. Colleagues who have been working hard all night have gone to breakfast, while those who work in the morning shift have not yet come.On the way out of the elevator, he didn't meet anyone. Yan Xie was going to the conference room to find him, and he had already prepared for Jiang Ting's safety—let him wait in the suite inside the deputy detachment leader's office.

"I closed the door first, you can go out to use the toilet or something, but people outside can't get in. Remember not to run around, I will come to you with the latest case information later."

Jiang Ting was lazily leaning on the sofa, lacking energy and looking tired.

Just as Yan Yan was about to close the door, he suddenly poked his head in again: "In case you are recognized by someone, just say you are the witness I brought up for questioning, and tell them to come to me, understand?"

Jiang Ting raised his hand and waved it. It was a posture with the palm facing inward and the back of the hand facing outward.

Yan Mao suddenly remembered that he had sent him off with exactly the same gesture at the celebration banquet five years ago.However, now that the times have changed and the situation has changed, revisiting this detail can't help but give people a subtle psychological stimulation, and the corners of Yan Yan's mouth curled up uncontrollably.

But he didn't say anything, and with this strange smile, he bowed politely and closed the door behind him.

·

"Fan Si, formerly known as Fan Zhengyuan, was born in Jianxin Village, Nancheng, Jianning. He was imprisoned for extortion and extortion. I quit the drug addiction, but judging from the blood test, I will definitely relapse after I get out of prison."

Qin Chuan flipped through the pictures frame by frame on the big screen, and motioned everyone to look at the case materials in front of them: "During the autopsy, the forensic doctor found a red capsule that had been crushed into powder in the pocket of the deceased's trousers. The drug that the victim Feng Yuguang swallowed had the same ingredients."

Early in the morning, the meeting room began to be filled with smoke. Deputy Director Wei rubbed his old eyes that were red from lack of sleep, and said wearily, "So what inferences do you have now?"

Qin Chuan looked at Yan Mao, who was holding a Chinese cigarette between his hands, concentrating on reading the autopsy report, and had no intention of opening his mouth at all.

"At present, our main inference is," Qin Chuan pushed his gold-rimmed glasses, and said slowly: "Fan Si himself is a drug addict, and it is very likely that he used drugs as a drug dealer, and he has mastered some key sources of new drugs. The murderer was involved in the [-] case." After the discovery, they knew that this new type of drug had entered the police’s sights, so they used Fan Si’s trust to kill him and silence him in the name of helping him escape.”

Qin Chuan paused and said: "According to this inference, our current investigation should focus on Fan Sibu's up-and-down lines and digging deeper into the relationship between him and Hu Weisheng."

Deputy Bureau Wei thought for a while, but did not answer immediately, but changed the subject:

"Yan Xie, what do you think?"

Yan Xie pinched his chin for a while under the eyes of everyone, and suddenly said: "...Fan Si smoked hard drugs, 'No. [-]' and 'No. [-]', right?"

Everyone turned their eyes to the corner, and Gou Li, who was snoring with his head propped up, woke up suddenly: "Hey, hey, what? Yes, yes, the records of the drug rehabilitation center basically match the results of the autopsy, diacetylmorphine, nasal inhalation and intravenous injection , sure."

Yan Yan said, "That's not right."

Deputy Director Wei frowned, "What's wrong?"

Yan Xie closed the autopsy report and sat back in the chair: "A severe addict who injects intravenous heroin is unlikely to go back to smoking amphetamine compounds, just like a person who is used to eating a full banquet will not go back to eating bran It’s like swallowing vegetables, and it’s contrary to people’s normal behavior.”

He raised his dark and straight eyebrows, and looked around at his colleagues in the meeting room: "Then the drug residue in the deceased's trouser pocket was neither packaged nor sealed. Did the deceased really put such a small piece of medicine in it?"

·

In the empty deputy detachment captain's office, time passed unconsciously, and the hour hand of the clock on the wall had turned nearly three times.

On the sofa, Jiang Ting opened his eyes due to the faint throbbing pain in his stomach.

From the vague movement outside the door, it can be seen that the policemen of the city bureau have come to work one after another, but Yan Yan has not returned at all, and he does not know why a briefing on the case has been held for so long - in Jiang Ting's view, this Such a simple and clear case does not even require a meeting.

Jiang Ting pressed his stomach uncomfortably, and stood up while rubbing it vigorously. Unexpectedly, he didn't stand up straight, but felt his eyes darken and the world spinning. Immediately afterwards, he was pressed half-kneeling on the ground by the sudden hypoglycemia. He barely recovered from the dizziness.

"..." Jiang Ting cursed silently.

He stood up on the sofa and flipped through the office casually.However, Yan Yan is a person who has no awareness of hoarding food. The desktop is barren except for documents and sundries. The only thing that can be called food is half a pack of biscuits who don't know how long it has been rehydrated.

Jiang Ting squeezed out half of a soda cake with clear teeth marks, and finally revealed a trace of undisguised disgust in his eyes.

dong dong dong-

"Report...report to Team Yan," a female voice shouted timidly, "the technical team has news, Team Yan, Yan... oops!"

Jiang Ting had already recognized who this girl was, and stepped forward to open the door.

"--Alas!"

As expected, the one who knocked on the door was yesterday's trainee policewoman who was less courageous than a rabbit. When she first saw the strange man open the door, she covered her mouth reflexively, and immediately recognized Jiang Ting.

"..." The little girl's originally round eyes widened even wider, and the eyeballs almost flew out: "You, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, Yan Yan, Yan Yan, Yan Yan, Yan Yanyan..."

In the morning, the empty office, the crumpled clothes that have not been changed overnight.

If thoughts could materialize, the indescribable images that filled her mind yesterday would have turned into a whole action movie.

Jiang Ting narrowed his eyes, looked down at her for a moment, and asked, "What's your name?"

"Han Han Han... Han Xiaomei!"

"Han Xiaomei." Jiang Ting took out a 50 yuan slip from his wallet and put it in her palm, his movements were gentle and unquestionable: "Two steamed buns and a cup of soy milk, buy them and send them here."

"..." Han Xiaomei was stunned for a few seconds, and when she saw that Jiang Ting was about to close the door, she suddenly realized: "Hey wait, then Team Yan—"

Jiang Ting said calmly: "Captain Yan asked you to buy it."

"...Oh!" Han Xiaomei almost bit her tongue, turned around and walked away.