Breaking Through the Clouds

The dark night was torn apart by the whip of light, and the world was completely white in an instant, and then sank into the abyss again.

With a soft clatter, Han Xiaomei put the key into the crystal flower pot in the entrance, and turned her head timidly:

"Then...Mr. Lu, I'll order you a takeaway, and then I'll go back to the scene?"

The violent wind and rain hit the floor-to-ceiling windows, crackling like hailstones.An orange standing lamp was lit in the corner of the living room. Jiang sat on the sofa, watching the monitoring records through Yan Xie's work computer, holding a pen in one hand and pressing the pause button from time to time in the other.

"Mr. Lu?"

"Huh?" Jiang Ting finally came to his senses, and said, "Why do you order takeaway at such a late hour? It's raining too much, so don't go out, it's not safe to drive."

Han Xiaomei struggled fiercely for a while, "...I'd better go."

Jiang Ting thought she was going to say that the missing person hadn't been rescued or that colleagues were staying at the scene despite the rain, but her next sentence was: "I haven't had time to get Deputy Yan to sign my internship report yet."

Jiang Ting laughed dumbfounded, and waved at her without raising his head.

Although Fan Si and Hu Weisheng were all silenced, and the package of ghostly blue drugs was also snatched away, leaving no trace for the police, the [-] case is far from exhausted.

The police have A Zong and his horse boy, Sanchunhuashi, an important drug trafficking transit point, and a living man like Diao Yong who is detained in the city bureau. As long as there is enough time, they can always pry out something. Come.

But now that Chu Ci is in the hands of drug dealers, his life and death are unknown. What the police need most is time.

Jiang Ting clicked on the surveillance video of the chemical plant at the time of yesterday's incident countless times, and fell into deep thought.

At [-]:[-] in the morning, a red Camry with the front and rear license plates blocked by mud drove out from the direction of the warehouse. I don’t know when the car came in because of the power outage monitoring coverage. I only know that it passed the south gate of the chemical plant. Get on the Third Ring Road, then drive southeast.

The car window is pasted with a single-sided visible dark film, and the rear window of the car is blocked with a cloth from the inside. It is difficult to see the situation inside the car even with high-resolution images; the driving direction of the car cleverly avoids most of the surveillance cameras , the driver seems to be wearing a mask or mask to cover his face. Even if the picture is constantly zoomed in, it is still difficult to determine the gender.

However, Jiang Ting thought: Considering that the driver is very familiar with the internal surveillance location of the chemical plant, does not look in the rearview mirror when driving late at night, and it is difficult for a female kidnapper to completely control Chu Ci, it is very likely that the driver is a male accomplice.

The red Camry, because of the heavy discounts after its launch a few years ago, there are at least thousands of them in Jianning City, not to mention tens of thousands.Moreover, the inter-provincial highway leads to Gongzhou. If this car comes from Gongzhou, the screening range will be doubled.

There was a vast sea of ​​cars, and without any clue, it was impossible to lock the red Camry without a license plate.

How to do it?

Jiang Ting kept clicking the pause button, inspecting the screen almost frame by frame, and the lightning outside the window and the monitoring fluorescence were reflected in the depths of his pupils.Suddenly he paused his fingers, and saw that a fleeting moment on the screen was fixed, and through the double reflection of the street lamp and the turning sign, he could vaguely see the bottom of the last three digits of the rear license plate.

江停的大脑飞速运转——倒数第三位数字是7，最后两位是字母O、C、S、U、G、J，或数字3、5、6、8、9、0，以上十二位随机排序可以达到144种组合。

But not enough, the license plate has five digits in addition to the province and area code, the first two are unknown.These 144 possibilities alone cannot be deduced backwards, not to mention that it is not completely sure that the third last place is indeed 7 because of poor visual conditions.

Jiang Ting leaned back into the cushion of the sofa, and tapped his palm with the pen.

There must be other clues, he thought.

Many things in this world are connected by clues. Investigators need to rely on observation, experience, professional knowledge, and even intuitive guesses to grasp these connections that are difficult to see with the naked eye, and then deduce the clues before and after.

Red Toyota Camry.

Camry……

"Mr. Lu."

Jiang Ting unconsciously raised his head, only to see that Han Xiaomei hadn't left yet.This girl is also stubborn, Yan Xie told her to boil some hot water, and she really boiled the hot water, gently put a cup of freshly brewed black tea in front of him, straightened up and said cautiously: "You can drink some hot water , rest early, I'm leaving."

Jiang Ting said suddenly, "Wait."

Han Xiaomei stopped in her tracks, and only heard him ask: "This car is not burgundy but red, and women buy it more, right?"

"Ah? It should be, my car is also red."

Jiang Ting stared straight at Han Xiaomei.

Jiang Ting's face is really young, and his facial features are naturally beautiful. When looking at people like this, although his expression is cold and emotionless, it often gives people a feeling of heartbeat.

As soon as Han Xiaomei opened her mouth, she heard her voice trembling: "That Mr. Lu Lu Lu..."

Jiang Ting turned a deaf ear and muttered, "Hu Weisheng is also driving a Camry, the license plate is—"

"Build A6U799!" Han Xiaomei always remembered the information related to the case very well.

Jiang Ting nodded, and suddenly asked: "You girls, don't you all value the sense of ceremony?"

Han Xiaomei: "...Huh?"

·

The torrential rain showed no signs of abating. On the highway in the dark night in the distance, vehicles splashed and roared away, leaving only the distant and misty yellow taillights.

"Scared me to death! I just picked up a few bones on the back slope!" Ma Xiang walked over to the muddy water and yelled angrily, "Old Gao Fei lied to me that it was a human arm!"

Holding the flashlight, Gao Panqing brushed her dripping hair to the top of her head, and said with a big laugh, "You're not good at business, who has arms like that? That's obviously a dog!"

The detectives had fun in the midst of suffering, scatters and searched every inch of land in the wasteland, making fun of each other with their bodies soaked.Only Yan Yan remained silent, staying away from the crowd alone, shooting the muddy ground with a flashlight near the highway guardrail.

"Old Yan," Huang Xing walked over with his soaked rubber shoes, and said hoarsely, "The footprints have been extracted."

Yan Mo didn't look up: "Huh?"

"The rain damaged the scene very badly, and modeling is very difficult. The specific situation needs to be analyzed in the bureau. At present, preliminary analysis shows that there are three to four sets of different footprints on the scene. It is confirmed that there are no women, but it is impossible to distinguish whether there is Chu Ci at the moment. of."

Yan Yan said: "That is to say, in the best case, besides Diao Yong and the woman, there are at least two kidnappers?"

Huang Xing nodded.

Yan Yan didn't say a word, and continued to walk forward with a flashlight.Huang Xing followed behind him, and saw that his whole body and even his back were covered with mud, and it was not long before he heard his deep voice: "...a big case."

"You should go for a break, too." For some reason, Huang Xing couldn't bear it suddenly, "Here, I asked Lao Zhang and the others to buy supper. You can also eat some later when you come back to catch your breath."

Yan Xi was noncommittal.

Yan Xie's stature was too high for the average person. After wearing a police raincoat, his ankles were still exposed, and his shoes and trousers were filled with mud. Every step made a creaking sound of treading water.He just walked through the water-logged grass slope to the outside of the highway guardrail, and his eyes fell on the black shadow constantly swaying with the heavy rain in the distance-it was a lush bush.

For some reason, his heart moved slightly, and he walked forward holding the flashlight.

Huang Xing: "?"

Director Huang didn't know, so he followed Yan Mao, getting farther and farther away from the search range, until the two stood by the bushes.

"What's the matter, Lao Yan, let me ask someone to search for it?"

"..."

Yan Yan narrowed his eyes, his pupils were almost pressed into a line, looking almost gloomy and sharp.

"Look at the bushes in the south," he said suddenly, "is it shorter than the bushes in the north?"

——The growth of plants on the sunny side cannot be shorter and sparser than that on the shady side, Huang Xing was startled!

"Hanjian! Come here for a few traces!" Huang Xing lost his voice: "Quick, circle this piece of grass!!"

·

"Yes! Director Huang!" Half an hour later, the criminal policeman who was kneeling among the bushes raised his head and shouted excitedly amidst the countless expectant eyes around him: "The branches of the bushes are abnormally overwhelmed and broken, and some leaves are crushed. shape, the fragments spread around and extracted half of the footprints, it was confirmed that it was trampled on, and there should be a fight!"

Many people mentioned that the heart at the mouth of the throat fell back into the chest in an instant, and Yan Yan sternly asked, "Where is the Luminol reaction?!"

The criminal police said succinctly: "There is blood!"

Where there is blood, there is DNA, and if there is a fight, it means that at least Chu Ci was still alive when he abandoned the car!

The hard work in the middle of the night finally paid off, and the tight bones were released in one breath, and many people fell to the mud on the spot regardless of their image.

Yan Xie put his hands in his trouser pockets, stood upright by the bushes, and said in a deep voice, "Extract the blood for DNA comparison, do it now!"

There was a vibration in the trouser pocket, and the phone rang.

Yan Xie took out his mobile phone and looked at the number, and the incoming call showed "the one surnamed Lu"—Jiang Ting.

"This man, why is his nose better than anything else?" Yan Yan snorted, without hearing the lightness in his tone, he picked up the phone: "Hello? Let me tell you, just now..."

Jiang Ting's voice sounded from the phone: "I have a guess, it might take you a while."

"What?" Just as Yan Yan finished speaking, the phone vibrated, showing that he had received an unread text message from "a person surnamed Lu".

“建A6U789，建A6U766，建A9U766……你发给我这些什么意思？”严峫狐疑道，“建A6U799是胡伟胜套用一辆白色锐志的车牌号，怎么了？”

Jiang Ting stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling glass window, behind him was the warm and clean orange light of the living room, and the ink-like dark night was separated by a layer of glass, outlining the outline of his side face, and a deep line formed on his brows:

"Decks of license plates are usually license plates of the same factory, same color, and same model. Why does Hu Weisheng take a certain degree of risk to set up Reiz when he drives a Camry? The behavior and habits of those who sell counterfeit medicines and those suspected of drug trafficking."

Yan Xi was slightly taken aback.

"Hu Weisheng refused to tell his girlfriend to death during the interrogation, which shows that the female kidnapper is very important to him." Jiang Ting said solemnly: "Then is it possible that she asked Hu Weisheng to use a couple's car number with me?"

·

Jiang Ting hung up the phone and stood in front of the window for a long time.

Han Xiaomei had already left, and the night was still stormy, and the city below was shining with a vast sea of ​​lights.Laughing and steaming from the windows of thousands of households, they don't know that in many corners that cannot be penetrated by light, there are disgusting crimes being performed, and countless people are running all night to prevent crimes .

The heavy rain frantically whipped the floor-to-ceiling windows, Jiang Ting folded his arms tightly and took a step back.

Subconsciously, this action seems to be seeking a false sense of security from the quiet, brand-new and beautifully decorated apartment behind him. I left it in a hurry when I came.

Resolute, straightforward, warm, even a little hot.

Jiang Ting shivered slightly, as if waking up from some unrealistic dream, he suddenly stepped forward and stood in front of the window again.

The phone rang again, Jiang Ting picked it up: "Hello, Yan Yan?"

"Jian A9U766!" Yan Yan's voice was very clear in the rain, probably shouting into the phone: "The owner's name is Liu Wanqiu, 27 years old, guess who she is?!"

Jiang Ting said, "I can't guess, but your people must be on their way to find her."

Yan Yan laughed loudly: "Ding Jiawang's wife's cousin and niece!"

Jiang Ting couldn't help but smile.

"We have extracted the DNA of at least one suspect from the scene. Online DNA search shows that this person is named Chi Rui. He was imprisoned ten years ago for making guns illegally. At present, we cannot confirm whether it is related to the black gun held by Fan Zhengyuan. On the way to arrest you." Yan Xie paused, then pointedly said: "You stay at home, until this case is over, unless I send someone to pick you up, don't mess around."

Who sent Fan Zhengyuan, why he targeted Jiang Ting, and whether he had any connection with the person who held Chu Ci hostage, could not be determined until the facts of the case came to light.The secret hidden behind Jiang Ting is like a bottomless black hole. I don't know how many "Fan Zhengyuan" are hidden, and they are eyeing him and preparing to kill him.

Jiang Ting hung up the phone, heaved a long sigh of relief, and finally felt a little relaxed.

The Pu'er tea that Han Xiaomei brewed before leaving was already cold, Jiang Ting didn't care, picked it up and took a sip, and as soon as he touched his tongue, he said, "Pfft——"

"Cough, cough, cough!" Jiang Ting almost choked, looking at the white porcelain cup in his hand in horror—it's a pity that Yan Xie couldn't appreciate the expression on his face that hadn't appeared in decades.Immediately afterwards, he put down the cup and went into the kitchen, and saw the tea box opened by Han Xiaomei at a glance.

The tube of tea cake wrapped in oiled paper was disassembled, and the top piece was forcibly pried off by a knife with a thumb-sized gap, and the rust-colored tea leaves were scattered on the snow-white marble counter.

"..." Jiang Ting's right eyelid began to twitch.

Yan Yan hung up the phone, smacked his lips, seemed a little unfinished, and suddenly raised his head and asked, "Han Xiaomei."

Ma Xiang was driving in front, and Han Xiaomei, who had just rushed back to the scene, sat in the co-pilot: "Yes, Team Yan!"

"Do you think Consultant Lu is troublesome?"

Han Xiaomei: "..."

Yan Yan earnestly and seductively: "It seems like you are going to get sick at any time, and you are still very delicate. You don't want to eat instant noodles for 18 yuan a bucket, and you can't stay up late in the rain with us. Are you two right?"

There was silence in the carriage, only the sound of big windshield wipers slapping on the window and the sound of driving bumps, Ma Xiang said cautiously for a while, "You just need to be happy about this kind of thing."

"Hiss, I'm serious..." Yan Yan was about to say something when Han Xiaomei's cell phone rang suddenly, and the caller ID showed Mr. Lu.

"Hey, Mr. Lu, we are on our way to arrest the suspect, I—"

Jiang Ting interrupted her, his voice was very low: "Did you unwrap that tube of tea cakes at Yan's house?"

"?" Han Xiaomei: "Yes."

Judging from the ringing on the phone, Jiang Ting seemed to swallow something abruptly, and he asked, "Why did you take this bag?"

"Hey, who doesn't know that Deputy Yan's family's things are expensive, and I don't dare to open those boxes of luxuriously packaged tea. What's the matter, Mr. Lu, is it moldy? I also felt that the tea cakes were weird when I first brewed them. It seems to be in tatters for a long time, but it still smells good..."

There was silence on the phone for a while, and Jiang Ting ordered, "Give the phone to Yan Yan."

Yan Xie thought that Jiang Ting was just calling to ask if Han Xiaomei had returned to the scene safely. He was sitting in the back and using a walkie-talkie to contact the command center, when he suddenly saw the mobile phone being handed in front of him, he picked it up inexplicably: "Hey, what's the matter?" ?”

"I have something to discuss with you."

Yan Yan: "???"

Jiang Ting's voice sounded very calm, which was a bit strange: "Let me first assume a situation. If someone drank your most expensive collection, causing it to be worthless now, what are you going to do?"

Yan Yan was shocked: "Impossible, the HSBC bank safe lost the bottle of whiskey that my family photographed back then?!"

"..." Jiang Ting said, "I'm referring to the old Tongxing tea cake from 1921."

"Oh that," Yan Yan finally relaxed, "my mother took it and said that when I got married, I would use it to make daughter-in-law tea—what, who wants to drink it? Haha, then I can agree in advance, who will drink it Whoever is going to be my daughter-in-law, cook for me, massage and wash my socks, hahaha—”

Jiang Ting: "!"

Han Xiaomei in the front row: "!!!"

The word Ha froze in mid-air, and Yan Xie finally realized something was wrong: "Why, did you really drink it?"

Han Xiaomei's whole body trembled like the autumn wind sweeping the fallen leaves. At this time, her reaction was slower than that of Jiang Ting, who had experienced many battles. She just listened to the phone and said decisively, "Han Xiaomei drank it."

Han Xiaomei: "No, no, no, yes, yes, it's me, me, me, me..."

Yan Yan fell into a strange silence.

Ma Xiang glanced carefully in the rearview mirror and found that his boss's expression was very strange: it couldn't be said to be angry or heartbroken, and he didn't seem to want to jump up and make trouble for others; Looking forward to something, but the feeling of suddenly falling apart.

"Oh, let's forget what Han Xiaomei said." Yan Yan said slowly, "Be careful next time."

Yan Yan hung up the phone, not particularly satisfied, scratching his ears, crossing his arms, and leaning against the back seat with the noisy walkie-talkie.

Han Xiaomei didn't dare to say anything, and Ma Xiang was sitting upright, staring at the long rainy night ahead.After a few minutes, Yan Yan suddenly choked out a sentence:

"Do things frizzy! How did Lao Gao take you? Go back and write the inspection!!"

Han Xiaomei wanted to cry but had no tears: "Yes yes yes..."

The Cherokee cut through the wind and waves, accompanied by several police cars flashing red and blue, and drove along Provincial Highway 635 to Jianning City in the distance.