Breaking Through the Clouds

"Ding Dang?"

The girl raised her head and looked at Yan Xie blankly. Although there was still paleness and panic remaining on her powder-carved and jade-made face, she had to admit that she was a standard beauty.

Yan Xie winked at Jiang Ting, which means you see that I am right.

"I'm Yan Yan from the Criminal Investigation Detachment of the Municipal Public Security Bureau. You came to the bureau to chat with my colleague Ma Xiang." Yan Yan motioned for Han Xiaomei, the only field female police officer at the scene, to follow, then shook hands with Ding Dang without any explanation, "— —I have a few words that I might want to ask you again, please come here for a while.”

In the duty room of the storage office, the injured duty officer had already been picked up by physical and chemical inspectors to extract trace DNA from the wound, and a few chairs were temporarily moved to the open space outside.

Yan Yan held a cigarette in his hand, but didn't light it. He played with the lighter and asked, "You just told your father that it's impossible. What's impossible?"

"..." Ding Dang bit his lip, and did not answer directly, but asked: "Officer Yan, did Chu Ci really...steal the controlled chemicals?"

Ding Dang was wearing a white lace waistcoat with a floral dress, with light makeup on, and his white and tender hands were neatly placed on his thighs.The girl admitted to the art school has the capital, young, delicate, black hair, and the trainee policewoman who runs the scene all day in disgrace behind Yan Xie is obviously one sky high and one underground, Han Xiaomei can't help but feel a little inferior. wash face.

But what comforted her a little was that Yan Zhinan's attitude towards the beauty was not much better than his attitude towards her, and his tone was even a little more blunt: "Oh, we are still investigating this, and it is not convenient to disclose too much at the moment."

Ding Dang ignored her father's worried eyes, and said eagerly: "But Chu Ci is not such a person, really, he is very motivated, very serious and rigorous about his profession, if you don't believe me, ask my father!"

Ding Jiawang hurriedly stopped: "Hey, what are you doing telling the police about these things!"

Yan Yan smiled.

"His family doesn't have much money, but he is really kind. After Feng Yuguang's accident, his parents came to Jianning. Chu Ci helped them pack Feng Yuguang's things, and comforted them a lot." Ding Dang said more and more sadly: "Just Because of this, the progress of his own experiment was delayed, but he still..."

Suddenly, Jiang Ting, who had been silent all this time, interrupted her: "I remember you went to art school?"

"Ah."

"Then how do you know the progress of Chu Ci's experiment? Your father told you when he came home?"

Ding Jiawang quickly denied it under the suspicion of the police: "I'm fine, why do I say these things, she doesn't understand what I said."

"Yes... he said it himself." Ding Dang's voice became lower and lower: "I sometimes come to the company to see my dad, and I will go to the laboratory to see them... After Feng Yuguang left, I went to Chu Ci several times, and he was in a very good mood. It’s not good, the experiment went a lot wrong.”

Rubbing his chin, Yan Yan subconsciously wanted to find a place to sit down, but all the chairs in the open space were already taken, so he could only forcefully lean against Jiang Ting's armrest.

Jiang Ting was about to stand up, but Yan Xie glanced at him: "Sit still."

"..."

"I remember that Feng Yuguang had a 48-second conversation with you before he died," Yan Yan turned to Ding Dang: "Later when you took the notes, you said that Feng Yuguang wanted to ask you out that night, but you refused?"

Ding Dang lowered his face and nodded.

"Why did he ask you out?"

"Sing...sing." Ding Dang muttered, "I said there are no two people singing, and I didn't feel well that day, so I couldn't say it."

Although these are all the contents that have been done in the transcript, Yan Xie asked again: "He didn't bother?"

"That's not true. He seemed to be meeting someone... so he hung up the phone."

Yan Mo poked Jiang Ting's shoulder, and Jiang Ting brushed his hand off: "I know."

Yan Yan didn't mind either, he laughed, and looked at Ding Jiawang teasingly: "Director Ding, the reason why you didn't talk about the fight between Feng Yuguang and Chu Ci that night last time, maybe it was because you were the reason they fought. daughter?"

Ding Jiawang's face was flushed red, he seemed very restless, he kept waving his hands: "Hey, don't say it, don't say it!"

A chemical company is not a state-owned enterprise. If the two interns are jealous of the teacher's daughter, it's not a big deal, and it won't affect the director's evaluation.But Ding Jiawang didn't want to talk about it, probably because he was not very satisfied with the two students, and he was not very happy with his daughter's choice - it was obvious that the little girl preferred a good-looking school bully even though her family was poor.

"Did Feng Yuguang tell you who to meet that night?" Jiang Ting asked.

Ding Dang looked up at Jiang Ting, he didn't know what he was thinking, his eyes were red, and he shook his head in silence.

Yan Yan asked: "Did you say anything?"

Ding Dang shook his head again, and wiped his eyes with his thin white fingers.

This girl's inner torment is almost written on her face: If Chu Ci is really related to Feng Yuguang's death, given the maliciousness of many Internet rumors against women, after the case is disclosed to the public, I don't know how many Luther men will call her a the culprit.

Jiang Ting patted Yan Yan and hooked his fingers.

"What are you doing?" Yan Yan said so, but his body leaned over honestly, and he felt Jiang Ting whispering something in his ear, and the air flowed over the tip of his ear, and it seemed like it was burning of.

"..." Yan Yan was a little dizzy, and subconsciously stood up: "Mmm, um."

Jiang Ting: "Did you hear that?"

Yan Yan: "Yes, you are right."

Jiang Ting didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "I asked you to send someone to get the experimental notes of Chu Ci and Feng Yuguang! What are you thinking!"

For some reason, Yan Xie's face was a little red, she rubbed her ears without saying a word, and turned around to let Han Xiaomei do what she said - Han Xiaomei had already been so emotional that she couldn't speak, so she ran away in a hurry.

"Brother Yan!" Gao Panqing shouted loudly from a distance: "The surveillance video has been copied, why don't you come over and take a look?"

Surveillance saved Yan Mao.He immediately covered his mouth and coughed. Although the roots of his ears were still a little hot, he looked as if nothing had happened on the surface and was very realistic. He called a criminal policeman and pointed at Ding Jiawang: "This is Director Ding and his daughter. You can receive them later." a while."

The little policeman responded immediately.

Then Yan Xie gestured excuse me to Ding Jiawang: "Excuse me, both of you, I will make a detailed record with our police later, especially your daughter, you need to explain what you usually know about Chu Ci, what he said, what he did What happened, what special places are there, and all the social relations in Jianning—all the information that can be remembered are all given to our police, no matter how big or small, the more detailed the better.”

Ding Jiawang, as the direct supervisor of the two interns, was the one who was most afraid that this matter would get worse, he pulled his sobbing daughter and hurriedly nodded in agreement.

Yan Xie pulled Jiang Ting and walked out. Before taking two steps, Jiang Ting broke free from his restraint: "What are you going to do?"

"Monitoring room." Yan Xie said, "The amount of stolen chemical materials cannot be moved by hand alone. Chu Ci must have a motor vehicle as a means of transportation. The control and management of this chemical company does not meet the requirements of industry standards. The monitoring was automatically overridden after the power outage, so they reported the crime so late—in a panic, they went to ask for help. I asked Lao Gao and the others to call up the video of the main entrance and exit of the factory area. If you are lucky, in addition to the license plate involved, there should be Can take pictures of the direction of absconding."

Jiang Ting hung up the half mask that he had just taken off, and his voice was a bit muffled: "No, there are too many professional scouts in the monitoring room."

Yan Yan hummed: "So what, it's been three years, who else remembers your face except me?"

Jiang Ting: "..."

"What is that look in your eyes?" Yan Mo asked strangely.

Jiang Ting remained silent, his eyes flashed with vigilance, and he took a step back on his toes.

"Brother Yan!" Gao Panqing said loudly behind him, "A Camry with a suspicious shield was found near the crime scene at around [-]:[-] in the morning, come quickly!"

"After the assisted investigation notice was issued, people quickly controlled the main long-distance bus stations, car rental companies and private passenger transport in this city. The suspect was carrying a large amount of controlled chemicals, and the possibility of escaping from the city was relatively small, and he might be hiding in accomplices or transactions. I suggest you triangulate your cell phone immediately, and let the Scripture Security Office contact the suspect’s university to investigate his social connections, and maybe there will be clues.”

Jiang paused, then moved two meters in place, and smiled at the inexplicable Yan Xie. The smile looked a bit complicated:

"You go, I'll look at the suspect's experimental notes, maybe I can find some clues."

"—Hey," Yan Yan hurriedly stopped him, feeling a little guilty, looked around and asked in a low voice: "What's wrong with you, did I say something wrong just now?"

Jiang Ting was silent for a long time, and finally took a breath: "No."

Yan Xie felt relieved.

"When this case is solved, let's go on a blind date." Jiang Ting continued, "I'll introduce you to Yang Mei."

Yan Yan: "...Huh?!"

Han Xiaomei hugged the experiment notes and returned to the scene. She couldn't find the shadow of her young and handsome straight male cancer boss. When she was in a hurry, she suddenly heard a horn beeping not far away. When she turned her head to find the sound, she saw Got the big silver Benz.

slam-la-

Han Xiaomei scattered the experimental notes on the rear seat, rubbed her lower back and complained: "You really deserve to be a top student. Your notes are written like Oxford English-Chinese Dictionary. Damn, I'm exhausted."

Jiang Ting handed her a bottle of water casually.

"Huh? Thank you, thank you!"

Han Xiaomei was flattered, and found that she had never been treated so caringly under Yan Xie's subordinates. Yan Xie always scolded her: "Girls also need to strengthen their physical training. Is it because you are invited to the city bureau to enjoy yourself?" Or : "Small and fat, those little arms and legs that can be broken in the wind, why don't you quit your job and go home and get married!"

Jiang Ting flipped through the seven or eight experiment diaries one by one, and found the ones from the last week. He took off his mask, put a baseball cap on top of Han Xiaomei's head, and leaned on the leather back seat to read his notes.

Han Xiaomei almost choked, quickly took off her hat, and put it carefully on the passenger seat.

If it were a person with slightly undeveloped facial features, he would be in a coma for three years, and even the most beautiful skin would be ruined.But Jiang Ting's bones are very three-dimensional. The brow bone, nose bridge, and chin form a clear and perfect outline, and the side is deeper and more vivid than the front; this kind of facial features can withstand the torment of the years, and has not lost the slightest charm with the passage of time.

Han Xiaomei didn't want to look like she was idle, so she took this experiment notebook and pretended to read it. In fact, she secretly looked at the man who was said to be surnamed Lu beside her, wondering how old he was.

"What are you looking at?" Jiang Ting asked suddenly.

Han Xiaomei was startled, and flattered her quickly: "Ah, I was thinking that this chemistry note is too complicated, but you can understand it all, it's amazing!"

Jiang Ting said lightly, "I don't understand."

Han Xiaomei: "..."

"After Chu Ci came to Jianning from Beijing, he almost dominated the entire experimental process, and almost every page of the log was signed by him. Feng Yuguang hardly participated in the research except for helping to build the experimental equipment on the first day. Chu Ci’s introduction to the deceased’s personality—he was playful, not so fond of academics, and not very interested in majors.”

Han Xiaomei listened carefully and nodded, while thinking in her heart, Mr. Lu's voice is so special, calm, steady and gentle, much better than that harsh and strict Team Yan!

"The whole experiment went smoothly, until after May [-]th, Chu Ci suddenly changed the direction of the experiment." Jiang Ting paused for a moment, and said softly: "Strange, what happened on May [-]th?"

"Uh... On May [-]th, Chu Ci came to the city bureau for questioning, and the police car sent her back the next day..." Han Xiaomei said cautiously.

Jiang Ting raised his eyes from behind his notes and glanced at her.

——Ah, Mr. Lu's eyes are well-shaped, and so are his eyebrows. How old is he, how did he meet Deputy Yan, and what is their relationship now? ...

Han Xiaomei was worried that she might be scolded for interrupting, and she couldn't help thinking wildly, but suddenly saw Jiang Ting nodded, and his tone was very soft: "I have a good memory."

Han Xiaomei: "?!"

Jiang Ting went back to his notes and flipped through several pages: "After being questioned by the Municipal Bureau, Chu Ci's experimental direction suddenly became very messy. He started to do different tests every day, and each test used the information that was used by the city bureau. Stolen controlled chemicals, but the purpose of the experiment is not clear..."

The carriage was quiet for a moment, Han Xiaomei looked at Jiang Ting's pensive face, and didn't dare to speak casually.

Suddenly Jiang Ting stopped turning the pages, and then quickly moved forward, checking more than ten pages in a row as if confirming something, and frowned: "It really is like this."

"What..." Han Xiaomei mustered up her courage: "What?"

Jiang Ting said, "Chu Ci has obsessive-compulsive disorder."

Jiang Ting suddenly pushed the door and got out of the car, striding towards the warehouse site and slipping into the cordon.Han Xiaomei didn't know why, so she grabbed the bottle of water and hurriedly followed him out of the car. Jiang Ting looked down at Chu Ci's notes, and stood in front of each chemical liquid storage tank to check the outlet; It can be called Lin Li, Han Xiaomei followed him around for almost 10 minutes, only to see Jiang Ting standing in front of the stolen cans of liquid discharge pipes, stretching out his hand and saying, "Mobile phone."

Han Xiaomei hurriedly handed over the domestic mobile phone issued by the Municipal Bureau, Jiang Ting squatted down facing the discharge port, clicked and took a few photos.

"You are..."

"Call Gou Li," Jiang Ting ordered, returning the phone to her.

His tone was always calm and gentle, and he could not refuse. Han Xiaomei did not dare to disobey Deputy Yan's detachment, the private advisor, and quickly dialed Gou Li's number. As soon as he said "Hello", the phone was snatched away.

"Director Gou, my surname is Lu, and I'm a friend of Team Yan. Last time we met at the scene of Fan Zhengyuan's corpse dismemberment on the expressway."

Gou Li: "Ah, yes, Mr. Lu..."

"Send a photo of the victim's injury, a clear picture of the entrance of the stab wound when it was not bandaged, and a picture of the upper temple being hit by a flashlight."

"???" Gou Li probably just came out of the hospital, and the background was very noisy.He hesitated for a while, and then he was very tactful and a little dumbfounded: "Okay, but according to the regulations, the pictures related to the case cannot be shown casually, why don't you ask Lao Yan to tell me, is it okay? As long as Lao Yan speaks... "

Jiang Ting covered the lower end of the phone with his hands, and said softly: "There are so many rules." Then he told Han Xiaomei: "Go to the monitoring room to find your team Yan."

·

At this time, the monitoring room was smoky and smoky, and all the investigators were smoking Yan Mao's box of Soft China.As soon as Han Xiaomei pushed the door, she was staggered and almost coughed her lungs out of her throat, so she took a few steps back.

"This car is wrong." Without turning his head, Yan Yan pointed to the monitoring screen and said, "He moved so many controlled raw materials at one time, and he can't drive such a small car as a means of transportation. You continue to investigate There are no other suspicious motor vehicles, and at the same time contact the Traffic Management Bureau to check the escape route of this Camry, I will come as I go."

Yan Yan smoked his daughter-in-law, patted the strong smell of nicotine on her body, turned around and walked out of the monitoring room: "What's wrong? What are you doing?"

Han Xiaomei coughed into darkness, covered her nose and said in a low voice, "Yan, Deputy Yan, your friend wants to see the injury identification chart, Director Gou asked you to send a message..."

"Why is he so restless in the room," Yan Yan complained as he went downstairs to the warehouse.

Jiang Ting stood outside the cordon, getting a little impatient.While accusing each other with his eyes, Yan Xie took over the mobile phone that was still on the phone, and just said: "I see you hurry up, old dog..." Suddenly his own mobile phone rang wildly, and the caller ID Scripture Preservation Office.

Yan Xie: "Damn it, this really makes people take a breather!"

Gou Li: "Who is Old Gou, Director Gou! Call Director Gou——!"

Yan Xie returned the mobile phone to Jiang Ting, motioned for him to speak for himself, and then answered the call from the scripture protection office: "Hello?"

"Deputy Yan detachment, we have contacted the suspect's supervisor, Niu Juncai, the doctoral supervisor of the Chemistry Department of XX University as you said. It is indeed consistent with the records found by Director Huang of the technical team. The suspect's last call was the connection, and the time was today. At 30:[-] in the morning, the call lasted about [-] minute and [-] seconds."

"Twelve past two?" Yan Yan doubted.

According to the normal pace of an adult male, Chu Ci had already arrived at the warehouse by this time, and began to secretly release the controlled chemical raw materials.

What kind of drug-making thief, with such a high level of psychological quality, even received a phone call from his mentor in the middle of committing a crime?

Han Xiaomei's cell phone beeped a few times, and Jiang Ting clicked on the injury identification map sent by Gou Li to take a look.

"Yes." The policeman of the Jingwenbao Department affirmed on the other end of the phone, "When we contacted Niu Juncai's tutor, he was very excited, and repeatedly emphasized to us that his students could not be related to illegal and criminal activities, and said that today When calling in the early morning, the suspect was obviously very calm and calm, saying that he was going to the laboratory to read a few books."

Yan Yan was very suspicious: "...What kind of excuse is this, to go to school in the middle of the night?"

Jiang Ting turned off Han Xiaomei's cell phone and raised his head: "Let him tell me the title of the book immediately."

Yan Yan vaguely sensed something, and asked the other party: "Did he say what the title of the book is?"

"Oh, there really are." There was a sound of clicking the mouse on the other end of the phone, and then the policeman said: "Well... here, I also dragged an English paragraph with me: "Toseetheobious", "Amorphous Phosphorus" Explanation of Factory Mass Production Method", "Terpenes and Camphor"... If I didn't check it out, I wouldn't even be able to type this word. Oh, there is another paragraph, he said that after he finished these books, he might He was about to go back, and Teacher Niu told him not to stay up late and go back to bed early."

Yan Xie thanked him, and was about to hang up the phone when Jiang Ting suddenly asked beside him, "Has the assisted investigation notice been sent?"

Just this short sentence, but the voice was very strange, Yan Yan subconsciously looked at him: "Sent it, what's wrong?"

"I made a wrong judgment. Chu Ci is not the suspect, but the victim."

"--what?!"

"He was kidnapped by a group of people related to drug production. During the incident, he received a call from his mentor in front of the kidnappers. Those book titles were the distress signal he left behind." Jiang Ting threw the phone to Yan Yan , his expression was unprecedentedly cold: "The security director who was stabbed is one of the perpetrators, arrest him!"