Breaking Through the Clouds

The duty room of the storage office of Jianning Chemical Factory.

Two o'clock at midnight.

The darkness outside the window was boundless, and there were long and short insects in the grass.

The duty officer sat in front of the monitor, dozing off little by little.When I was feeling drowsy, suddenly the light bulb above my head made the sound of current load, flickered a few times, and then went out.

"Hey?" The attendant woke up suddenly, seeing the darkness in front of him, he got up reflexively and turned around: "What's going on?"

At this moment, a paleness flashed across the corner of his eyes, and disappeared into the darkness like a ghost.

"..."

The on-duty officer had just graduated from high school and was usually a timid and sloppy boy, but he was stunned on the spot, subconsciously wondering what was there, and then his scalp exploded with a "buzz!", and his whole body Cold sweat broke out: "Who..."

A cold hand was silently pressed against the back of his neck.

"Ahhhhhhhh—"

With a clean knock with that hand, the screams of the officer on duty disappeared immediately, and he fell limply to the ground.

Chu Ci was expressionless, shook his hands, straightened the skirt of his white coat, helped the attendant who was almost scared to pee on the chair and put him in a sleeping position, and then took out a large set of key cards from his trouser pocket.

In the chemical material storage control room, the door card clicked, and the glass door slid open in the darkness without a sound.

At this time, the night watchman was not there, and the changing of the guard did not come. It can be said to be the safest time. The dark and silent warehouse is empty.Chu Ci walked through rows of chemical reagent raw material storage tanks with ease, turned on the flashlight, and searched carefully one by one along the labels under each storage tank.

"...Ar6 equilibrium catalyst, methanol...o-chlorobenzaldehyde."

Chu Ci stopped, and stood in front of a storage tank that was half the height of a person.

He put one hand in the pocket of his white coat, and held the flashlight in the other. The light beam trembled slightly in the dark, making the profile of his face obscure.After standing for a full cigarette, Chu Ci seemed to wake up, took a deep breath, stepped forward half a step and squatted at the discharge pipe, biting the flashlight with his teeth, and took out the test box and other things from his pocket.

However, just as his fingertips touched the discharge pipe, the phone in his pocket suddenly vibrated violently. When he took it out, he was stunned by the caller ID.

tutor?

His mentor is a workaholic who often spends all night in the laboratory. It is common to call in the middle of the night to ask for data, but no one expected such a coincidence that it happened at this time.It's not time to talk right now, Chu Ci was about to hang up the call, when suddenly there was an unexpected sound from the warehouse gate:

"Who is there?!"

"!"

The sound of knocking down bottles and cans was so loud and piercing in the dark night, is someone coming? !

Chu Ci slammed the flashlight off, pressed the answer hastily, and the phone fell to the ground with a thud!

In an instant, the call is connected, the screen lights up, and the call timer starts.Chu Ci's pupils constricted, and she reached out to grab the phone and cut off the call; but all the changes happened in this short blink of an eye, and the footsteps of the visitor had already found the sound, and she rushed up from behind, grabbing his hand!

"...!"

Chu Ci's breath was stuck in her chest, she turned her head abruptly, and instantly made eye contact with that person.

·

Traffic lights flashing, noise, horns, screeching brakes, pedestrians hurrying across the street.

The sky over Jianning City was covered with overcast clouds, the air was heavy and humid, filled with a faint smell of mud and salty smell.

The rainy season is coming.

"Hey, are you okay?"

There was a moment of silence on the other side of the phone, probably a little surprised, and then Jiang Ting replied coldly and calmly: "It's okay."

Yan Yan stood in front of the window sill of the office, staring at the hazy sky in the distance, half of his tough and tired face was reflected in the glass.

"You were right," he said, "Hu Weisheng is dead."

Jiang Ting didn't express any surprise, but just said "hmm".

Yan Xie asked, "If you don't ask how he died, who killed him?"

"Human life is very fragile. There are countless ways to kill a person, but the fact that he is already dead cannot be changed. The person who wants Hu Weisheng's life is very clear, and investigating the method of committing the crime is not the current focus."

Yan Xie said, "Why don't you go and become a Buddha?"

Jiang Ting didn't say anything about the joke, not even a polite heck, but asked straightforwardly, "What are you going to do now?"

Yan Xi walked through the office, stood at the door and looked out through the glass.Everyone in the hall was busy sitting in front of the computer. The high-resolution surveillance video of the "Three Spring Flowers Incident" from the Physical Evidence Center has been brought back. The Municipal Bureau has dispatched dozens of investigators from the district bureau and the police station to investigate day and night. .

"After you left last night, I thought about it alone for a long time," Yan Yan suddenly said without warning, "I think I should have understood your hint."

"..."

"Sanchunhuashi KTV does not have our target 'blue goods' at all, that is to say, the police's action has deviated from the point from the beginning-the reason for this conclusion is that if Hu Weisheng can get it from his family at any time As for the 'blue goods', there is no need for him to hide that small bag of things on the roof so preciously, and he has hidden it for so long, even to the point where the label on the sealed bag has begun to fade."

"He got that bag of drugs from elsewhere." Yan Yan continued, "The 'Three Spring Flowers Incident' is not the key to his silence, but the bag of drugs is."

Indistinct footsteps came from the opposite side of the phone, and Yang Mei's characteristic, slightly hoarse and amorous voice was played softly, and she called out, "Brother Jiang."

Jiang Ting covered the lower end of the phone, and replied something, it should be "put this here first, later".

"What?" Yan Yan asked sensitively.

Jiang Ting replied, "Lunch."

Yan Yan: "..."

"The banknotes that were sprinkled in the nightclub last night totaled [-] yuan. They belonged to Yang Mei. Remember to reimburse them from the case handling funds."

Yan Yan said incredulously: "We both lived and died together, you don't have any emotion to express, do you just remember money?"

"If it wasn't for money, Feng Yuguang would not have died, and Hu Weisheng would not have been silenced. There is no drug dealer in this world, and the global crime rate can be reduced by at least 80%. So money is very important. By the way," Jiang Ting said lazily: "It's not called living and dying with you, it's called helping people."

Yan Xie's forehead was throbbing with blue veins.

"Don't forget to claim the reimbursement," Jiang Ting said, before hanging up the phone.

"Brother Yan!" The office door was knocked twice, and Ma Xiang's voice came: "The experts from the provincial department have arrived, Director Lu urges you to do things quickly!"

Yan Yan came back to his senses: "Understood, wait!"

He thought for a long time, walked back to the window, and quickly dialed a number.As expected, the connection was quickly connected, and just after the third ring, there was a murderous voice from the opposite side: "Hello!"

"Hey, Dad." Yan Xie lowered his voice before the other person began to curse, "Do me a favor."

·

Jianning City Public Security Bureau, small meeting room.

Yan Mao pushed the door open, and the entire conference room was already full of people.At the front of the long table is Lu Ju, the head of the city's public security system. His chubby body looks like a non-threatening Maitreya Buddha, and he is sitting intently with his eyes down. , the director of forensic medicine, etc., and on the left are three strangers who have never seen each other before. They should be experts from the provincial department.

"At 12:30 last night, the detained suspect Hu Weisheng suddenly took the initiative to ask for an explanation of the situation, which was reported to the Criminal Investigation Detachment by the guarding police, which aroused great attention. Gao Panqing and others from the criminal investigation detachment reported it to Wei Yao, the deputy director, who approved two doses of medicinal morphine."

Although the eyes of the meeting room were all cast, Yan Mao seemed to have disappeared completely, and did not interrupt Gou Li's speech. He gently pulled the swivel chair and sat down, and then quickly exchanged glances with Director Lu who was in the first place. .

"The rule of the Forensic Medicine Office is that the medical morphine must be opened by the Chief Forensic Doctor in person, and the key and signature are in the hands of the Chief Forensic Doctor; but last night there was a temporary emergency operation by the Municipal Bureau, and I went out with the team and left the Forensic Medicine Department. Gou Li took a breath and said: "The situation was very tense at that time. Hu Weisheng was an important target of the criminal investigation team for a long time, and he had strong anti-reconnaissance and anti-interrogation capabilities. In order to obtain the cooperation and clues of the prisoners, Bureau Wei made a special application." , and urgently retrieved a dose of diacetylmorphine from the registered psychotropic drugs seized by the anti-drug detachment.”

Diacetylmorphine, heroin.

Who would have thought that a mere dose of heroin would send the old poisonous worm Hu Weisheng to a dead end?

Experts from the provincial department exchanged glances with each other, and the middle-aged man in the lead asked, "What action were you following last night?"

Gou Li looked at him for help, Qin Chuan coughed, and interjected: "Hu Weisheng told Yihe Road Sanchunhuashi KTV is the upstream channel of his drug trafficking, so our bureau temporarily planned an infiltration, deputy detachment leader Yan and Director Gou They're all out on the field."

"Oh," the middle-aged man said nonchalantly, "what was the result of the action?"

Qin Chuan said: "Three suspected drug traffickers have been arrested..."

"How much evidence was found, and how many grams of various drugs and prohibited drugs?"

"..."

"Are there any new types of psychotropic drugs taken by the victims of Case [-]? Can you be sure that it is related to the circumstances of this case?"

Qin Chuan choked slightly.

"So," the middle-aged man concluded, "the infiltration search jointly completed by the deputy criminal investigation branch, anti-narcotics deputy branch, and forensic director of the Jianning City Bureau has achieved little results. Instead, the important criminal suspect Hu Weisheng was killed. "

It was as if Hu Weisheng had been deliberately silenced by the Jianning Municipal Bureau. There was a buzz of discussion in the meeting room immediately, and everyone's faces were not very good-looking.

Qin Chuan looked unhappy, and when he was about to speak, he was suddenly pressed, and it was Fang Zhenghong.

"What Chen Chu said makes sense." Fang Zhenghong affirmed first, his face was sallow and sallow, and he spoke weakly: "We must immediately investigate the incident that happened last night, and isolate and question all relevant personnel one by one. And start arranging the autopsy. At present, the [-] case has made considerable progress, and we will reply to the provincial department as soon as possible."

As expected of Fang Zhenghong, he was a member of the older generation, and his speech was smooth and there were steps, but Chen Chu did not follow this step down.

"Investigation? No need." Chen Chu said stiffly: "Strictly speaking, the medical director of your bureau can also be regarded as one of the persons responsible for Hu Weisheng's death. To avoid suspicion, let's isolate them together!"

Gou Li's expression changed: "What do you mean?"

"Technical personnel from the Provincial Department will be in charge of Hu Weisheng's autopsy. In addition, Deputy Director Wei Yao and others will be isolated and questioned by the special case team. This case has been named and followed by the Provincial Department for so long, but you have been unable to make progress. Even now the important suspects He died, at the Public Security Bureau! Whether there was a misunderstanding or a mistake, we will never allow any shady secrets to be hidden in the majestic Municipal Public Security Bureau!"

Chen Chu's words were resounding and echoed endlessly, and everyone's expressions became extremely ugly.

"Deputy Bureau Wei's application for urgent use of diacetylmorphine was approved by me," a slow voice suddenly came from the first seat.

Everyone looked up, and saw Lu Ju holding up the thermos cup kindly, his posture was like clasping his hands, and the leather swivel chair was creaking under his big buttocks.

Yan Xie erected the case file as a cover, secretly made an OK gesture, and Director Lu nodded almost without seeing it.

Chen Chu asked: "So?"

He didn't notice that all the detachment leaders and directors below showed rescued eyes.

"So our process, there is no problem with the process. But Hu Weisheng is indeed dead. Since he is dead, then we need to conduct a detailed investigation on the basis of fairness, rigor, objectivity, and efficiency, eliminate the false and keep the truth, and seek truth from facts; Try to restore the truth of his death, and as soon as possible, restore the work of our detachment, our forensic doctor, and our city bureau to a normal track..."

Chen Chu tried to interrupt several times, but was blocked by Maitreya Buddha's unhurried, unhurried, unhurried, unhurried narration, as calm as a memorization, and as impenetrable as a master of internal energy.

Maitreya said:

"The focus of our current investigation work is not only the city bureau, but also the provincial government. We are all on the same side. We know that based on the experience accumulated in long-term drug control work, heavy addicts like Hu Weisheng, because of a The possibility of overdose or allergies caused by diacetylmorphine is not very likely; but in the spirit of seeking truth from facts, we must admit that even if the possibility is very, very small, the basis for the existence of facts cannot be said to be completely absent..."

"Wait, wait," Chen Chu couldn't bear it any longer, and forcibly interrupted the Prajna Paramita Great Compassion Mantra: "Lu Bureau, you mean that Hu Weisheng died from an allergy to drugs?!"

Bureau Lu affirmed: "This speculation cannot be ruled out."

"Hu..." Judging from the shape of his mouth, Chen Chu should have swallowed the words nonsense abruptly, and almost choked so hard that he couldn't catch his breath: "Speculate wildly! This is impossible!"

But Director Lu was not annoyed at all, and he didn't even express any displeasure. He was still very amiable.

"Young people, this is wrong. Anything is possible. For example, it is generally believed that senior drug addicts have a very strong tolerance to drugs, but in fact, among the people who die from drug abuse every year, morphine Addicts are allergic to amphetamine compounds, new psychotropic drug addicts are allergic to morphine drugs, and more seriously, drug addicts are allergic to drug ingredients such as refrigerants, battery acid, etc., causing shock, heart failure and even The number of death cases is gradually increasing every year. Do you know the official statistics of drug allergy deaths in Jianning City last year?"

Chen Chu: "..."

The whole place was silent.

The three experts from the provincial department never dreamed that Maitreya Buddha could speak this long story without ups and downs or panting, and they were all stunned.

"Five hundred and nine, an increase of 117.2% compared to the same period of the previous year." Lu Ju said in a persuasive manner.

He paused for a moment, and suddenly he heard the jingle of the mobile phone in the conference room.

Everyone turned their heads, only to see Yan Xie glanced at the text message he had just arrived, then raised his head to meet Director Lu's inquiring gaze, and briefly made his first speech since he stepped into the conference room today:

"It's done."

Chen Chu: "???"

The ringing sound of the incoming call exploded, and Chen Chu looked down, and found that it was his mobile phone, and the caller ID was impressively——Liu Department of the Provincial Party Committee.

"So, before the [-] case is completely cracked, any internal investigation that delays the crackdown should be carried out without affecting the work of the Municipal Bureau, that is, the municipal bureau's self-inspection should be the main task, and the provincial department's supervision should be supplemented. I completely agree with this point. Liu Ting's opinion." Maitreya Buddha quickly finished the above long sentence at four times the speed of his normal speech, and smiled slightly: "Pick up the phone, Chen Chu."

Inexplicably, Chen Chu picked up the phone, got up and walked out, and connected the call: "Hey Mr. Liu, you are... yes, the suspect in the Jianning City Public Security Bureau died abnormally..."

The sound faded away along the corridor, and the meeting room was silent.

Two minutes later, the door opened again, and Chen Chu stared at Director Lu with a livid face:

"Are you delaying time on purpose?!"

Bureau Lu chuckled, very kindly.

An expert from the provincial department asked softly, "What's going on, Old Chen?"

Chen Chu pointed at Bureau Lu and was speechless, lost his temper, and said angrily after a while: "Ting Liu just called to ask the City Bureau not to suspend the investigation of Case [-] for the time being. What about the situation of Wei Yao and others?" Let the City Bureau do the autopsy with Hu Weisheng itself, and we will be responsible for supervising it!"

"Huh?" The others were stunned.

Chen Chu turned his gaze, and stared at the corner of the conference table accurately.That gaze was like that of the strictest dean staring at the cheating examinee, and he snorted coldly: "—Yan Xi?"

"..."

"Are you the Deputy Captain Yan who came from the richest man's family in Jianning Coal Mine to become a criminal police officer?"

Yan Xi still didn't make a sound.

"Listen well," Chen Chu said coldly, "I don't care what kind of friendship your father has with Liu Ting, or how much tax your family pays, or how many investment projects you support; I'll just keep an eye on your criminal investigation team here. If anything tricky happens in the [-] case, I promise you will never get involved in the police force again in your life!"

With a loud bang, Chen Chu slammed the door angrily and left.

The meeting room fell into an extremely awkward silence again, everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, breathing one after another.

I don't know how long it took before Yan Yan coughed and said slowly:

"Well, let me make a statement. Our family is no longer the richest man, and was overtaken by Internet finance last year."

Everyone: "..."

Bureau Lu struggled to stand up while pressing the armrest, and solemnly said: "The meeting is over."

·

There were people coming and going in front of the Criminal Investigation Building of the Municipal Bureau. Director Lu walked out of the main entrance with his briefcase in his arms. His fat body was slightly sideways, and one hand shook slightly in the air as he spoke, as if the principal of a junior high school was giving morning exercises to his classmates:

"...All the people who handled the diacetylmorphine were interviewed and checked for traces. I still insist on this point of view. Hu Weisheng is very likely to die due to an allergy to drug additives; Xiaogou immediately arranged for an autopsy, and Xiaoyan, The 72-hour time limit that Lao Wei gave you to solve the case is still there, as for the surveillance video returned from the physical evidence center—”

"Understood," Yan Yan said briefly, "must hurry up."

Director Lu nodded in satisfaction: "This time, what happened to Old Wei is thanks to you."

Yan Xie said: "Everyone is just trying to solve the case as soon as possible by skipping all unnecessary procedures. Our detachment should thank Bureau Lu for your trust."

Director Lu laughed: "Nowhere, no trust, no trust."

Yan Yan: "..."

Bureau Lu patted Yan Mao on the shoulder, and said kindly: "If it is finally found out that it has something to do with Old Wei, the high walls of the prison—not inside the high walls—the concrete walls of the prison will be your final destination, hahaha—— "

The corner of Yan Yan's mouth twitched uncontrollably, seeing Lu Ju waving his hands, walking down the steps calmly, getting into the long-awaited red flag car, and then roaring away towards the Provincial Office.

The national flag is dyed red by the blood of martyrs, and Jianning City's iron wall against crime is built (with) the people's police.

This is true.

Yan Xie watched the red flag car disappear outside the gate of the Municipal Bureau, and couldn't laugh or cry.

He stayed for a moment, took out the cigarette case, wanted to smoke a cigarette to collect his thoughts, and then went back to the office to find someone to urgently interrogate the drug dealers who thought he was "allowing prostitution"; There were two loud car horns of "beep! beep!"

Who doesn't recognize the eyes of Prince Ma, who dares to be arrogant in front of the gate of Jianning's number one Jianghu power?

Yan Yan looked up, looked through the iron gate, and saw a familiar silver Mercedes parked on the side of the street.

——Yang Mei?

Even by a very strict standard, Yang Mei can be regarded as a counterattack and inspirational Bai Fumei.

Although Jianning is not as good as Beijing, Shanghai and Guangzhou, it has also been a city with extremely superior conditions and wealth in the southwest region since ancient times.And she drives a KTV in such a commercial area in the center of the city, with thirty or forty employees, BBA as a car, and Hermes Chanel when she has nothing to do; no matter how you look at it, she is one of the successful people in this city.

But Yan Xi was fearless.

Although his face with a listing price of [-] yuan has not been washed for a long time, and the beard stubble has penetrated his handsome face, but the outfit he went to the nightclub as an undercover agent yesterday has not changed. Those custom-made shoes still gave him the confidence to look down on all living beings in front of Yang Mei.

——Although he didn't understand why he needed such confidence for a moment.

Yan Xie cleared his throat, straightened his cuffs, raised his head and chest like a male model on a catwalk, and crossed the road with standard steps. When he came to the big silver car, he tapped on the car window with his index knuckles, and then opened the passenger door reservedly:

"Hey, it's not allowed at the gate of the city bureau—"

Yan Xi's haughty voice came to an abrupt end.

"Are you okay?" Jiang Ting held the steering wheel with one hand, doubting, "You walked like a peacock spreading its tail just now, and you were almost hit by that police car."

Yan Xi turned around.

A police Iveco braked sharply in front of the traffic light, and a dozen or so trainee policemen stuck out of the car windows neatly, like stubble of leeks, all staring at deputy detachment leader Yan in amazement.

"..." Yan Yan sat in the co-pilot of Daben without saying a word, and slammed the door, as if nothing had happened: "Why are you here?"

The car was covered with a dark film, which almost completely cut off the outside world. There were only the two of them in the not-so-spacious compartment, sitting side by side, and if they leaned slightly, they might rub each other's shoulders.

Yan Mao's ears were a little hot, and he raised his hand to rub his earlobes.

Jiang Ting took out a transparent sealed bag from the inside of the car door, and said, "I'll give you this."

There is a tiny bluetooth headset inside!

The expression on Yan Yan's entire face changed from "???" to "!!!"

If his mental activities were visualized, it must be the stormy sea, lightning and thunder, and thousands of arrows firing into flames. He froze on the co-pilot, with thousands of words stuck in his throat, and he didn't hold back a single word for a long time. Come.

There are only two ways to get the headset out, one is to go up: gastric lavage, and the other is to go down: excretion.Of course, no matter which one will cause irreparable damage to the delicate electronic equipment such as miniature headsets, and people will not feel very comfortable, so there is no need to imagine more specific and vivid pictures.

So now comes the question: How did Jiang Ting get the headset out?

Yan Xie's gaze was uncontrollable, moving from Jiang Ting's reddish lips to between his thighs, then back to his lips, and then to his thighs... After going back and forth a few times, he finally closed his eyes and took a deep breath. With a sigh of relief, he forcibly expelled all the images from his mind.

Then, under Jiang Ting's increasingly suspicious gaze, he pointed to the headset and summoned up his courage to ask:

"How did you get it, from above or below?"

"..." Jiang Ting was puzzled: "Let's count down, what do you mean?"