Breaking Through the Clouds

Not only the interrogation room, but even the few people outside the single-sided glass were stunned. Gou Li murmured: "Damn it? What's going on?"

Hu Weisheng seemed to be sitting on the electric chair, his facial features were twitching strangely, which made his eyebrows and eyes, which were already not straight, even more crooked, and his hoarse panting was clearly audible:

"The one surnamed Jiang doesn't follow the rules. He deserves his death. He has such a day..."

"Who is his brother, the police? The procuratorate or the court? What do you mean by not following the rules? Who are the people who have tried you? Are there any unwritten rules in the Gongzhou system?"

There was a bang bang bang sound coming from outside the single-sided glass, Qin Chuan knocked on the window with one hand, and roared into the Bluetooth headset: "Old Yan!"

Yan Yan turned a deaf ear, and saw Hu Weisheng clutching the cigarette butt tightly, gritting his teeth and repeating: "I don't want to die, I didn't commit a capital crime, I was just a person who was taken to get goods. They can't cross the river and demolish the bridge like this, and kill Jiang." , kill again..."

"Who took you to get the goods? Where did you get them? Who is the one who wants to kill Jiang Ting?" Yan Yan got up abruptly, and almost approached Hu Weisheng: "Speak quickly! Otherwise, you will be released and you will be killed on the highway." This is your ending tomorrow!"

——If Jiang stopped here, he might have slapped Yan Xi back when he yelled "let you out".

Looking back afterwards, Yan Xie also regretted that she ignored the second half of the sentence at that time.

He originally intended to intimidate the suspect one last time, but the facts proved that the police school textbooks were the most reasonable conclusions summed up from countless experiences - in the process of criminal interrogation, any mistake may lead to the end of all previous efforts.

Hu Weisheng subconsciously looked at the bloody live photo in front of Yan Mao: "Yihe Road'Sanchunhuashu', they said that the new products are all from..."

Suddenly he stopped.

Yan Yan watched the expression on his face change rapidly, like a ridiculous pantomime, from blue to red, from red to purple, and finally almost turned livid, squeezed out two words:

"wrong."

Yan Mo's heart skipped a beat.

"...you lied to me...you lied to me...you fucking dare to lie to me?" Hu Weisheng's mumbled voice became louder and louder, and suddenly turned into a frantic shout: "How dare you f*cking trick me! This It's not at all... I'm going to kill you! I'm going to fucking kill you, you bastard! You—"

The handcuffs and the iron chair slammed together. Seeing that something was wrong, the criminal police pushed open the door and rushed in. Two or three people at the same time forcibly held down Hu Weisheng, who was blushing and thick-necked. Immediately, extremely dirty abuse and howling came from his mouth. Bursting out, the chaotic interrogation room was simply unbearable.

"The son raised by the dog X squeezed the oil out of my bones, and died..."

"Old Yan?" Qin Chuan walked in quickly: "Are you okay? What happened?"

"..."

Yan Yan stared at the photo in front of him, unable to say anything, his mind went blank, only his subconscious mind was spinning rapidly.

No, what's wrong?

The person has been crushed to a pulp, and there is hardly any recognizable human tissue in the whole picture, let alone any physical features; the only half of the head left in the corner of the picture is still bloody. The camera, Fan Si and his own mother would not recognize it.

Hu Weisheng was obviously bluffed, what made him suddenly and clearly discern that this was wrong?

Which detail on the screen made him sure that the meat sauce was not his accomplice?

"Old Yan!" Qin Chuan slapped him on the shoulder: "What are you doing, you are stunned!"

boom!

Yan Yan stood up, the folding chair rubbed against the ground and made a screeching sound, only to hear him say: "I see."

Qin Chuan frowned: "...know what?"

"She's a woman."

Hu Weisheng stopped yelling and cursing suddenly.

"The only thing that reveals your appearance in this picture is short hair, and your accomplice is a woman with long hair. So when Feng Yuguang got off the car after taking drugs and getting out of the car, she couldn't hold him back, and you protected your accomplice not only because you were afraid that she would be a woman The reason why you can't stand the trial is because of the emotional connection between you." Yan Xi paused, "You like her."

Hu Weisheng's lips trembled, as if he had changed into a different person just now.

Yan Xie casually stuffed the photo into Qin Chuan's arms:

"The focus of the investigation immediately shifted to Hu Weisheng's relationship between men and women, including money circulation, tenant contacts, and any opposite sex who has been contacted by mobile phones that appear around him, from sixty to sixteen, don't let anyone go, immediately!"

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Three spring flower trees.

Judging from the name, the boss has indeed tried his best, but the nightclub is just a nightclub, so it doesn't make it a little more elegant.The flickering lights on the dance floor are radiant, the bar counter is swaying, the DJ is shaking his head on the second floor, and the whole background melody is as strong as a pile driver on a construction site; let alone hidden communication here, even if there is a slight distance of two steps, it is difficult to hear even a loud roar up.

"The Macallan is 25 years old. It's pure. It doesn't need the process, so it's delivered directly." Yan Yan inserted a few banknotes into the female bartender's sexy deep groove, "For you."

The female bartender's winking eyes were charmingly decorated, she swiped Yan Mao's wrist slipperyly and skillfully, turned around with a smile and left.

"The executor is in place, and the informant is moving towards you." Young men and women laughed wantonly in the earphones, and then came Qin Chuan's ridicule: "You just maxed out your team for the past half month." It’s time for Bureau Wei to go to the hospital to check for high blood pressure because of the funds for handling the case.”

Yan Mao raised his head and looked into the distance, but from his position, he could only see demons dancing all over the world.

"Come on, which time I didn't post it myself, as if our bureau had enough funds. Where's the informant?"

Qin Chuan said, "Come here."

"Handsome guy alone tonight?" The female bartender turned back with her slender waist twisted, poured half a glass of whiskey with her own hands, lightly wiped the back of Yan's hand with her red-painted nails, squinted her eyes and said with a smile: "You What about your girlfriend, why did you dare to let you out alone?"

The corner of Yan Mo's mouth twitched: "Isn't this because you don't have a girlfriend?"

The bright and ambiguous lights made his facial contours extraordinarily deep, not only like a handsome rich man, but also exuding a strong and tough masculine aura.The female bartender smiled even more happily, and she sat down in his arms, and put her snow-white arm with a fake gold screw bracelet on his shoulder: "Coincidentally, I'm alone tonight."

Just when she was about to sit down completely, a fat man squeezed out of the crowd panting, his eyes swept around, and fell on Yan Yan, and immediately made a gesture of killing chickens and wiping his neck.

"I'm busy with business, baby, I'll see you when I come back." Yan Xie patted the female bartender's butt to lift her up from his arms, smiling like a rambunctious rascal, and swiped the card smoothly Stuffing the almost full bottle of Macallan into her turbulent arms: "Save it for me."

Qin Chuan: "Old Yan, you bastard deliberately took advantage of others hahaha——"

Yan Yan's smile remained unchanged, and he gritted his teeth from the corners of his mouth: "Be more objective, this face of my father's price is at least [-] yuan, who will take advantage of who?"

Qin Chuan: "Hahahahahaha——"

The fat man was sweating profusely. He didn't know whether it was hot or nervous. He stepped on the shocking drum and squeezed over, and shouted at Yan Yan: "The little prince in the nightclub?!"

"..." Yan Yan said, "My surname Qin will definitely fuck you to death when I go back..."

Qin Chuan: "Come on, come on, whoever is fucking dead, come on!"

The fat man rubbed his hands embarrassingly, his eyes were not eyes and his nose was not a nose.Seeing that he was indeed too nervous, Yan Yan raised his chin and signaled him to drink the untouched Macallan.The fat man immediately picked it up and drank it down, stretched out his tongue and exhaled, and gave him a thumbs up: "Good wine! All right, just do it! Come with me!"

Yan Xie stood up, and the fat man led him to squeeze through the snow-white arms and thighs that covered the dance floor. Yan Xie didn't know how much oil was licked along the way, but he heard the fat man sticking to his ear and asking: "Brother Qin said you want white goods? "

Yan Yan said coldly: "What I want is 'blue goods'."

The fat man didn't understand, so he leaned into his ear and said: "I think you understand, but you are not an expert in business, so you can't understand it. If you can't handle it and something happens, you will make me miserable. So When you meet someone, don’t open your mouth, listen to me and act according to my eyes; if you understand, just nod, if you can’t do it, let’s withdraw immediately, okay?”

Yan Xie nodded.

The fat man hesitated to speak, looked him up and down anxiously, and finally couldn't help asking: "Are you really a public servant?"

Yan Mao asked back: "Do you want to see the certificate?"

"No, no, no." The fat man pouted at the watch in his hand, and resentfully said, "It's like...it's like the real thing."

Yan Yan smiled.

They walked through the bright lights of the dance floor, bypassed booths and a huge screen, and the deafening music suddenly became much quieter.There was a flash of sparks in the dark ahead, and Yan Yan stopped suddenly, only to find that there were two boys standing by the stairs leading to the second floor, one was dyed in the popular grandma gray, and was lighting a cigarette with his head down, the other was dyed red hair. hands behind their backs.

The fat man said in a low voice: "Stand still." Then he came forward and whispered something to the red-haired man with a smile on his face.

Qin Chuan's voice came from the earphones: "The gray-haired one is called Feilong, and the red-haired one is called Kongzi. They are all thugs. They will take you to the second floor for trading. Once you see the 'blue goods', you should immediately ring the earphones." Send the signal three times. Be careful with the transaction payment, it is your own money, and Wei Bureau will not reimburse you if you are robbed later."

Yan Yan snorted, indicating that he knew.

In just a few seconds, there was a problem in the communication between Hongmao and Fatty. There was probably a small dispute, Hongmao turned around and waved his hands: "This man is a face, you dare to bring him to buy goods?"

Fatty: "Brother Kong, I sent you a brief introduction. It must be reliable, especially rich!..."

"It's okay, this kid is indeed rich." The gray hair whispered to the red hair: "I just opened a drink of more than 2 yuan in the front, and I didn't find a manager. The commission was directly charged to the bar account. I think he probably did it for That little girl came from..."

Hongmao was finally persuaded, and waved at Yan Mao.

Yan Xie stood still.

Yan Xie's undercover in this kind of entertainment place is simply unique: all the clothes are ready-made and genuine, and the consumption incurred during the undercover period does not need to be reimbursed or go through any signing process. Any gold-selling cave is proficient with ease, and the rich second-generation temperament that makes people want to use the soles of their shoes at first sight can't be imitated by any undercover agent.

Red hair: "I'm calling you, hello!"

While smoking a cigarette, Yan Yan glanced at him with the eyes of "what kind of onion are you? Blindly command me", the red hair frowned, and stretched out his hand when he came up: "Come here, I didn't mean to harm you, come here and stand here. "

Yan Mo flashed back: "What are you doing, you're making a fuss?"

"Search, search brother!" Hongmao cried bitterly, "You're a newcomer, you don't know anyone, can you just put it in like this? After the search, I'll take you down to look at the goods. Don't worry, it won't take more than 2 minutes!"

Yan Yan was taken aback, and glanced at Fatty - Fatty obviously didn't expect to be searched, and his whole face changed drastically in an instant. Fortunately, the stage lights swept aside at this time.

Qin Chuan asked in the headset: "What's wrong?"

Yan Mao subconsciously wanted to raise his hand to pick up the headset, but as soon as he moved, he was restrained under Hongmao's gaze.

"Brother, cooperate, we also act according to the rules." Huimao flicked the cigarette ash, sighed: "The rumors are tight these days, two days ago, it was said that a fool was too high and smoked to death on the street-oh, what do you call this? What's the matter? My little brother is also a poor eater, it's not easy for anyone..."

Yan Yan took half a step back inconspicuously.

"Don't gossip with him so much, what does he know?" Hongmao became impatient: "Come on who, hurry up, there are still people waiting for the order, we can leave after you finish shopping, whining Shouldn't you be hiding something?"

The fat man called out tremblingly: "Empty, Brother Kong..."

——When the sound came out, Yan Yan knew in his heart that it was going to be bad.

Sure enough, Hongmao looked at Yan Yan, then at Fatty, and suddenly sensed something was wrong from that extraordinarily guilty tone: "What are you afraid of?"

Fatty: "..."

"Fuck, it's not like you're hiding something, right?"

Now not only the red hair, but also the gray hair stood up from the sofa, exchanged suspicious looks, and then walked forward.

Yan Mo's pupils suddenly tightened, and they seemed to be stretched suddenly in just three seconds.There is an invisible string in the void that is getting tighter and tighter, and gradually makes a piercing sound approaching the critical point——

What to do, run?

still fight? !

Hongmao went straight to the front: "Hey, you..."

boom!

—the string is broken.

All the changes happened at the same second, and piercing cheers suddenly erupted from the deck not far away, and the loud laughter was deafening, and then the screen was knocked open.

Red Mao, Gray Mao and Yan Mao turned their heads at the same time.

With their backs turned to them, a figure waved drunkenly and threw out a handful of banknotes.Countless pink bills fluttered under the gorgeous lights, and with the dazzling electronic salute, half of the nightclub was a sensation. Dozens of scantily clad champagne models shoved and scrambled for each other in the rain of bills, screaming heartily.

"Wow..." Hongmao murmured, "Damn..."

Everyone was stunned, only to see the prodigal who was throwing money all over the venue laughed, staggered back, and then turned around suddenly, bumping Yan Yan on the spot, and then the two fell into the booth at the same time .

"Where is the handsome guy alone?" The man threw himself on Yan Mao condescendingly, and said with a vague smile: "Handsome guy, come and kiss me, don't hide, hahaha——"

"You fucking put me..." From the corner of Yan Yan's confused eyes, he caught sight of the two boys chasing forward, and then, the man turned his face away with force.

"!!!"

The soft lips landed on Yan Yan's pinna clearly, and then the tip of his tongue deftly licked into the ear socket - the warm, moist and hot touch made Yan Yan's whole body froze. He realized something, listening to the microphone!

"..." Yan Yan's gaze turned inch by inch, and he saw Jiang Ting's cheek not far away, in the shadow of intertwined lights, there was no trace of drunkenness, and he was even sober and calm to the point of a little hard, followed by a slight movement in his throat.

He swallowed the headset, Yan Yan thought.