Breaking Through the Clouds

Half an hour later, on the empty road in the early morning.

The Phaeton galloped like lightning, like a dazzling meteor in the morning and evening, and disappeared at the end of the long street in an instant, leaving only the exhaust gas slowly drifting away.

"The overall process is like this." The bluetooth in the car was connected to Yan's mobile phone, and Ma Xiang said: "The police car in the team has already driven to Tianzong Mountain, and I am heading there too. Let's see you there."

"Okay, calm down the emotions of the parents of the abductee, don't let them get too excited and affect the questioning." Yan Yan immediately hung up the communication.

"Shen Xiaoqi's parents were still worried when they got home at night, so they decided to drive to the scenic spot overnight to pick up their son home. Because they were concerned about the strong rebellious psychology of adolescents and feared that forcibly picking him up would cause any unpredictable consequences, they didn't say hello in advance. Early in the morning After three o'clock, the couple secretly drove to the Nongjiale Hotel, and found that the son was not with his classmates, and he didn't even come back to sleep all night. So anxious, the couple began to ask the classmates, but the children were very uncooperative. "

Jiang Ting leaned on the passenger seat and closed his eyes to rest, his face was a little pale: "Not cooperating?"

"They all said they didn't know. Shen's father and Shen's mother asked whether their son left before or after attending the bonfire party. Some students said before, and some students said after."

"It means they're all lying."

"Almost." Yan Yan sighed, "But a group of lying children are easier to deal with than criminal suspects who deliberately lie."

"Then what if the child is the suspect?" Jiang Ting asked suddenly.

Yan Xie glanced at the steering wheel, Jiang Tingzheng slightly raised his eyelids, the eyes of the two collided with each other in the dimness, and they touched each other immediately.

"At 5:17 in the morning," Yan Yan turned his gaze back as if nothing had happened: "The parents received another call from the kidnapper. This time it was Shen Xiaoqi's screaming and calling for help for more than ten seconds, and then the voice was cut off. The kidnapper only gave The collapsed Shen family couple left a sentence, and there are still 38 hours and 52 minutes before the execution time."

— 38 hours, 52 minutes.

So there are zeros and wholes.

"...More than ten seconds of screaming, plus a warning from the kidnapper, the call was stuck within 60 seconds." Jiang Ting crossed his arms and mused, "The announced execution is tomorrow evening at [-]:[-]."

"Yes, let's say ten past eight. But why?"

Vehicles are driving fast on the road, leaving the city center and high-rise buildings far behind. At the end of the horizon in the distance, there are endless suburban fields, and the morning mist is gradually stained with light-transmitting fish-belly blue.

"You can't miss that one minute," Jiang Ting said suddenly, "The kidnapper has a strong sense of time. He should have pinched the stopwatch several times on the phone, and the time is accurate to the minute. If it is not deliberately revealing clues, or There is only one explanation for maliciously playing tricks on the police and parents."

Yan Yan frowned: "Eight nine in the evening, does this time have a specific meaning for him?"

"Correct."

"No," Yan Yan asked suspiciously, "What's the point of not relying on the back of the village or the store before this time?"

This time Jiang Ting stopped him and said, "How would I know that, I'm not a kidnapper."

He closed his eyes again, still holding his beloved thermos in his hand - if it contained wolfberry tea, he would be a veteran cadre, but in fact, it was Yan Yan who was putting on clothes in order to attract him to go out in the early morning During the interval, we raced against the clock to brew the old Tongxing Pu-erh tea by ourselves.

This does not refer to Yan Yan wearing clothes himself, but for Jiang Ting to wear them.Jiang Ting was in poor health and mentally weak. If he slept well in the middle of the night, he would never wake up in the early morning. Yan Yan knocked on the door for 30 seconds but failed, so he simply broke into the house and picked him up from the large and soft double bed by himself. I grabbed a few clothes from the closet and wrapped them up, like dressing up a doll, picked them up and carried them out of the bedroom.

All the above details fully demonstrate the hegemony of Yan Xie as the owner of the house—the bourgeoisie.

"Hey," the bourgeois lectured, "you're handling the case, what's your attitude, and you're still brooding over what happened in the morning?"

The proletariat didn't even open their eyes: "I call this passive resistance after a violent struggle fails."

Yan Yan: "..."

·

At 08:30 in the morning, Tianzong Mountain Scenic Area.

The Phaeton climbed up the hill with great effort, scraped off countless branches, and finally stopped in the grass with a creak.

At the gate of the farmhouse compound in the distance, Ma Xiang looked up from the crowd and caught up with him in three steps at a time: "Brother Yan! - Ouch, this is not Lu -"

Yan Xi grabbed Ma Xiang and said, "Both Old Wei and Old Lu aren't here, are they?"

"Not here," Ma Xiang said inexplicably, "Boss Wei Er is remotely commanding the scene at the Municipal Bureau."

Yan Xi was relieved, turned around and waved: "You can come down now."

"Consultant Lu" wore an anti-smog mask in the fresh mountains and forests, and got out of the car slowly with a blank expression.

The three of them walked towards the compound at the end of the stone road together, and the police cars of the Municipal Public Security Bureau had already surrounded the scene.The morning mist in the forest has not yet cleared, and the policemen shuttled back and forth with their bodies covered in dew. From a distance, Shenmu could be heard crying hysterically.

"How?" Yan Yan asked.

"I just finished taking notes for the students. There are four of them, two men and two women." Ma Xiang cursed, "Fuck, all the little kids don't know the heights of heaven and earth, and think that their little cleverness can fool the police. The flaws are enough to make a hole in the jeans. Some people say that Shen Xiaoqi never came back after picking up the wood, and disappeared all night; I saw Shen Xiaoqi, but I couldn't see clearly at night..."

Yan Mo interrupted him: "What did Wang Ke say?"

Wang Ke, the only son of the Baozi shop owner's family, is currently one of the most likely to be instigated by the police.

"He said that after Shen Xiaoqi picked up the wood, he never came back. This is what we are most inclined to say now."

Yan Yan narrowed his eyes: "Then who said that Shen Xiaoqi was seen at the party?"

The three of them walked into the compound, with Yan Yan leading the way, Ma Xiang closely following him, and Jiang Ting walking the slowest—Yan Yan turned his head and pulled his arm off from time to time, like a police dog with ears pricked up, always paying attention in case it gets lost, and taking care of him s cat.

As soon as they entered the courtyard, Shen's mother's crying became clear, and from a distance, a girl with short hair turned her back to comfort them softly: "Don't worry, auntie, nothing will happen, auntie, please relax... "

"It's her," Ma Xiang raised his head, "Tan Shuang."

Yan Xie stood still, observed Tan Shuang for a while, and took the transcript of the interview from Ma Xiang.At this time, Jiang Ting was standing leisurely in the shade of a tree, breathing fresh air, and Yan Xie pressed the soft black hair on the back of his head, and forced him to turn his head, insisting that he watch with him, and the two stood face to face in the grass .

After a while, Yan Xie finished reading, and stuffed the notebook into Jiang Ting's arms:

"Tan Shuang!"

The girl turned her head, revealing a delicate and clean face, but with a thick guarded face.

Yan Yan squinted his eyes and looked at her for a moment, beckoned, took out his ID from his trouser pocket, and said, "Police."

Tan Shuang hesitated for a few seconds, then turned around and comforted Shen's mother in a soft voice, and then slowly walked over, holding his hands in front of him vigilantly, looking back and forth at the handsome and tall man in front of him, but full of evil spirits, obviously looking very bad Mess with the police.

Yan Yan was all over his body, but he was wearing a Patek Philippe crocodile skin nautilus on his wrist—he didn’t have a cheap watch, so he stood there openly and let her look at him, and said casually: "Why, how about comforting the parents of my classmates? "

Seeing that he was smiling, Tan Shuang couldn't figure out the details of the policeman, so she answered in a low voice, "Yeah."

"It's okay, I just think you're good at comforting people. How do you know that Shen Xiaoqi will be fine?"

Tan Shuang choked for a moment, but then reacted quickly: "Because many police uncles came, I believe that no matter what happens, Shen Xiaoqi will definitely come back safely."

Ma Xiang immediately had a "Yo ho?" expression on his face.

At this moment, Jiang Ting finished reading the transcript, and said softly, "I'll go around the neighborhood."

"Okay," Yan Yan expressed his approval: "Ma Xiang will follow you, Consultant Lu, and serve you carefully."

Ma Xiang immediately said, "Hey!"

Jiang Ting: "..."

Yan Yan turned back to Tan Shuang, put his hands loosely in his trouser pockets, and at the same time walked towards the huge patio compound of the Nongjiale Hotel: "-- Needless to say, don't be nervous, I'll just ask. You know that Shen Xiaoqi was kidnapped ?"

"……heard."

"Does Shen Xiaoqi have any enemies in school? Anyone who has fought or quarreled with the teacher will count."

Tan Shuang reluctantly followed behind him: "No."

"How is your relationship with Shen Xiaoqi?"

"He is my brother!"

Yan Xie turned his head: "Your younger brother?"

Unsurprisingly, this group of children's preference for recognizing relatives has not changed for many years, Tan Shuang threw out two words: "Yes."

Yan Yan laughed amusedly, and suddenly caught a glimpse of a figure not far away, at the end of the entire row of rooms, and then most of his body disappeared into the corner, only half of his head was exposed, looking anxiously at this side.

It's Wang Ke.

Yan Mao recognized it in an instant, but his face remained expressionless, as if he didn't see anything.

"It's okay to recognize. When I was in school, I not only recognized a group of older brothers and younger brothers, but also entered the police station more than ten times because of gang fights with them." Yan Yan seemed to have not seen Tan Shuang's suspicious expression, and relaxed Changed the subject: "The air here is good, who suggested it?"

Tan Shuang immediately replied: "Shen Xiaoqi."

"How did you know about the Tianzong Mountain scenic spot?"

"Shen Xiaoqi said this place is good, quiet and isolated from the world, so we came here."

Yan Yan sneered and said, "A half-grown child still knows what it means to be isolated from the world."

Tan Shuang secretly rolled his eyes behind him.

"Did Shen Xiaoqi have any abnormalities before his disappearance? Has he ever said that he was threatened, followed, followed or experienced any abnormalities recently?"

Tan Shuang categorically denied: "No, not at all."

Yan Xie answered one by one, and asked nonsense that had been asked at least three times in the transcript, but Tan Shuang had to follow behind him step by step, answering one by one, feeling very aggrieved in his heart.

Although this policeman who is obviously bigger than others walks in front of him, he only occasionally glances back, but every time he casts his gaze, there seems to be a sharp blade hidden in his smiling eyes, which can easily cut through any cover-up And pretense, even if only a little bit.

"How many boys and girls are there in your group?" Yan Yan asked suddenly.

"Tongtong and I are girls, and there are three boys, Shen Xiaoqi, Wang Ke and Wu Zixiang." Tan Shuang couldn't help saying: "Didn't you police already read the hotel register?"

Having said that, in fact the registration book of the farmhouse is useless. Only Shen Xiaoqi left his name when he booked the room as the organizer. As for the actual number of people staying in the end, the management of the farmhouse is too lazy to care.

Yan Xie didn't take it seriously, and said, "I see that the five of you have opened three rooms. Could it be that one of you is alone?"

Tan Shuang curled his lips: "Wu Zixiang snores at night, even boys don't want to live with him, so I had to sleep by myself, what's the problem?"

"No problem," Yan Yan said, and suddenly stood still and looked at her with a smile: "I wonder why you, little girl, are so disgusted with the police uncle."

Tan Shuang suddenly met his condescending gaze, as if he had been stabbed in the chest by a knife, his heart missed half a beat.

"You... you policeman," Tan Shuang's face turned slightly pale, and he swallowed calmly, "You policemen treat us as suspects and ask you again and again. Isn't it strange that you are upset? Obviously we I didn’t know anything, and I was detained for no reason, do you police know how to respect our personal freedom!”

This was said so naively, Yan Xie suddenly raised half of the corner of his mouth, revealing a wicked smile.

"Why are you laughing, what are you..."

"Your hand is hurt."

Tan Shuang shuddered, and reflexively covered his hands, covering the two hidden parallel scars on the inside of his palm: "That's just when feeding the cat..."

Yan Xie interrupted her, and she could not refuse: "Give me your mobile phone."

·

Whoa!

Jiang Ting opened the bathroom drawer in the hotel room, reached in and looked through it, and put aside the girls' shower caps, headscarves, hairpins and other odds and ends indifferently.

Ma Xiang looked at Consultant Lu in front of him, feeling very confused. He felt like he was rummaging aimlessly in every room of the hotel. Except for the suitcase locked by the student door, even the wardrobe, drawers and bathroom were all empty. Did not let go.What's more terrible is that he also spent a lot of time in the girl's room, not to mention that this kind of unauthorized search behavior is against the rules, but the behavior is simply like a psychopathic voyeur.

——But ordinary voyeurs will not be as cold as his expression, his eyes are so sharp, and his aura is so natural and calm and professional that Ma Xiang is too embarrassed to say it when he wants to dissuade him several times.

"That...Consultant Lu," Ma Xiang said cautiously, "How about we go buy something to eat? Breakfast?"

Jiang Ting didn't answer, and suddenly took out something from the deep drawer, and the wires rattled and turned over a lot of odds and ends.

Ma Xiang poked his head curiously, and saw that it was a pink ceramic round rod that looked like a baton, with a short handle and a rubber handle, and there seemed to be several switches: "What is this?"

"You do not know?"

"I do not know."

Jiang Ting said casually, "Brother Yan must know."

"???" Three question marks neatly appeared on Ma Xiang's head, and then he heard the word "Brother Yan", and then looked at the shape of the round stick, his thoughts suddenly diverged into an unspeakable different dimension, Teng!Instantly blushed.

"Hey, I... Oh, Consultant Lu, you are really..."

Jiang Ting glanced at the hesitant Ma Xiang inexplicably, not knowing what he was thinking at all.But he was not a curious person, so he reached out to turn on the bathroom light, squatted on the ground and began to search carefully.

"It's exactly what you said, brother Yan." At the same time outside the house, Gao Panqing followed Yan Yan up the steps, admiringly said: "We checked all the students' mobile phones as you said, and we didn't find any of them Call the parents—usually in this situation, minors would have contacted their parents to fight the police, but these children are afraid of returning home, so they dare not notify their parents..."

"There are many kinds of people's fears. What these four students are afraid of is not the kidnappers who are close by, nor the students whose life and death are uncertain, but the police." Yan Yan said lightly, "You can clearly see from Tan Shuang's reaction It can be seen that she and the other students have the same hope: as long as Shen Xiaoqi comes back, the police will withdraw, and this escalating incident will be over; as long as you persist in not telling the parents and teachers, they will won't be scolded."

Gao Panqing stopped abruptly: "You mean, the disappearance of Shen Xiaoqi is the masterpiece of these students?"

Yan Yan said: "He is most likely to be the mastermind. It cannot be ruled out that Tan Shuang will help from the side, and the other students will stir the fire and build bridges."

"But...why?" Gao Panqing said in amazement: "I thought that this kind of plot where adolescent teenagers ran away from home and pretended to be kidnapped, and used high ransom to prove their status in the hearts of their parents could only appear in TV dramas... "

"No, not at all. The Shen family and his wife secretly drove to Tianzong Mountain for several hours in the middle of the night. They obviously cared about their son. Besides, if it was directed and acted by themselves, the coat soaked in the blood of the white-tailed sea eagle cannot be explained."

After Yan Yan finished speaking, he continued to walk along the corridor of the hotel. Gao Panqing, who was puzzled by Monk Zhang Er, quickly followed up: "Is it related to the first-class national protected animals? The bear child stole the bird's egg and was caught by the nearby The Zorro Syndrome tied up?"

"Are you writing a novel?" Yan Yan laughed, "After Rhubarb suggested that the bloody coat might come from a white-tailed sea eagle, I went to check the information. First of all, this scenic spot is not a habitat for sea eagles at all. Secondly, do you know How fierce is the white-tailed sea eagle? These brats may not be opponents if they are tied together, if they really dare to steal the bird's eggs, the ashes are almost cold now."

This kidnapping case was full of weirdness, Gao Panqing felt that he had never encountered such a cloudy case in his life, and his hands were at a loss: "Then brother Yan, tell me, what's going on?"

At this time they walked to the open door, Yan Xie stood still, took the plastic bag from Gao Panqing, and smiled:

"How do I know that, I'm not a kidnapper."

Gao Panqing: "..."

Yan Xie threw out the words that Jiang Ting came back to others in the morning, and immediately felt an unspeakable spiritual satisfaction, and turned to enter the room: "Consultant Lu! I brought you food, did you find anything?"

Inside the hotel room, Ma Xiang was kicked out by Jiang Ting long ago, standing outside with a blushing face rubbing his hands.In the bathroom, Jiang Ting was wearing gloves, using tweezers to pick up a few hairs from the ground, and carefully observed them against the light.

"—Yo, what are you doing?" Yan Xie saw this scene head-on, and immediately stopped sensitively: "This is the scene? Do you want to wear shoe covers?"

"No need." Jiang Ting said with all his attention, "What can I eat?"

Yan Xie took out the soya-bean milk cup, inserted the straw, and placed the warm plastic bag on the outside table: "This is the sweet soya-bean milk packaged with red bean paste that I worked so hard to buy in my busy schedule. Consultant Lu..."

Jiang Ting didn't take his eyes off those hairs, took a sip of soy milk with his hand, and replied without looking up: "If you can leave the kidnapping case with only 30 hours left, go and buy some soy milk buns first. , I am afraid that the position of the deputy detachment will not last long."

As he spoke, he raised his eyes, and the two were standing close to each other in the bathroom, looking at each other.

"During my busy schedule, I worked tirelessly and personally ordered the interns under the old master to buy the buns." Yan Yan said politely, "Take it and drink, don't talk so much nonsense."

Jiang Ting took the soymilk cup, a faint smile flashed across his eyes.

"How?" Yan Yan looked away somewhat unnaturally, and carefully took the tweezers: "Did you find the evidence?"

"It's not evidence, it's just a suspicious point. The main reason is that I found that." Jiang Ting held the hot soy milk in both hands, and pouted at the pink ceramic round stick that made the innocent young Ma Xiang unable to calm down his blush.

Yan Yan picked it up casually: "Does the hair match?"

"See for yourself."

Ma Xiang's eyes immediately stared straight, only to see that Yan Yan really picked up the round stick and observed it against the light for a while.

"...That's really the case." After a long time, Yan Yan murmured in the quiet room: "It really doesn't make sense... I know what these kids are hiding. The students these days are really brave... "

Jiang Ting bit the straw vaguely: "There is another detail in the boy's room, I suggest you take a look, maybe there will be more inferences."

Yan Xie nodded in agreement, got out of the bathroom first, handed the pink ceramic round rod with wires to Ma Xiang, turned and walked out.

Suddenly he noticed something, and stopped like a ghost: "—what's wrong with the pony, is it uncomfortable?"

Everyone looked around and saw that Ma Xiang's face was so red that he could almost boil an egg, his expression was like holding a countdown bomb in his hand: "I'm not, I'm not, I, I, I..."

Yan Xie and Jiang Ting looked at each other, and the latter shrugged his shoulders to indicate that he was completely unaware.

"Is there something wrong with you?" Yan Yan asked inexplicably, "What's wrong with this ceramic curling iron?"

Ma Xiang: "Huh?"

Ma Xiang, who has never even held a girl's hand in his life, is single, older, and straight, and fell silent under the suspicious gazes around him.

The author has something to say:

Yan Yan: My mother used it.

Jiang Ting: Yang Mei used it.

Gao Panqing: My sister used it.

Two-dimensional older teenager Ma Xiang: ...