Breaking Through the Clouds

Jiang Ting has lived for more than 30 years, the first time someone held hands and sat by the bed, and said in a low voice, "I really want to come and see you", and was stunned at that time.

The soundproofing effect of the suite is very good, and the movement of the KTV downstairs is almost completely isolated. Only the desk lamp on the desk emits a hazy yellow light, which dyes the bedding and pillows beside him, as well as the clean bathrobe on his body. cream color.

Yan Mao stared at Jiang Ting fixedly, with a deep gleam in his eyes.

"...Are you crazy?" Jiang Ting finally managed to say, "Who discharged you from the hospital?"

Yan Xie said: "I did it myself, and the stitches are almost healed. If you don't believe me, you can see." He lifted the hem of the T-shirt, and the traces of stitches were still quite obvious on the strong abdominal muscles. Something like transparent glue.

The corner of Jiang Ting's mouth twitched immediately, and he recognized that it was a relatively advanced bio-tape for postoperative healing and scar removal.This kind of thing is not easy to get in the county hospital, so Yan Xie must have asked someone to drive to Jiangyang from Jianning with medical equipment to pick him up - why did he drive for four or five hours with the injury himself? It's nonsense.

"Is it beautifully cut?" A playful smile appeared in Yan Mo's eyes.

Jiang Ting didn't answer the question, "This place is not suitable for recuperating, you should go home."

But as soon as he got up, Yan Yan held his hand and dragged him back to the bed: "But I don't want to go."

"why?"

"I haven't seen enough." Yan Mo whispered, "I still want to stay here and see you."

Jiang Ting's face, which always had relaxed muscles and was too lazy to make expressions, was really a bit indescribably complicated at this time.But he couldn't take his hand out of Yan Yan's fiery palm, and he couldn't keep holding the bathrobe to maintain that half-upright posture. The two of them were in a stalemate for a while, and Jiang Ting couldn't help but said: "What the hell are you doing?" ..."

There was no beginning or end, but Yan Xie understood what he wanted to say, and immediately interrupted: "I can't tell, it's just what you think."

Jiang Ting said: "This is the blind trust and suspension bridge psychology that you have when the case is in a desperate situation. I suggest you understand the two-factor theory of emotion. Physiological arousal and emotional cognition should be two different factors. When these two When hooking up or mistakenly hooking, your brain will naturally produce the illusion of heartbeat or electric shock..."

"I don't want to know." The smile in Yan Mo's eyes deepened, and she leaned into his ear and asked softly, "Are you dating, Captain Jiang?"

Jiang Ting: "..."

At this time, the door was suddenly knocked several times, and Yang Mei's voice came: "Brother Jiang! Brother Jiang?"

Yan Yan's eyelids twitched, Jiang Ting pulled his hand back in an instant, and stood up.

"Are you asleep?"

She turned the handle with a click, as if she wanted to push the door—then Jiang Ting raised his voice, "Don't come in!"

Yang Mei's movements stopped.

The atmosphere froze slightly, Yan Yan looked at Jiang Ting and kept winking, but the latter pretended not to see it, walked over and stood behind the door: "What's the matter?"

Yang Mei was a little bit anticipatory: "Aren't you going to eat?"

"Eat it yourself, I have some information to study."

"Then... I asked someone to cook the porridge and brought it in for you?"

Jiang Ting said, "Okay." Then he stretched out his hand and opened the door.

Yan Xie didn't expect that he would open it as soon as he said it and didn't even say hello. He hesitated for about [-] seconds between quickly hiding to avoid it or getting up and saying hello generously, and then conditioned reflex With a bow, the whole person hid inside the bed, and then heard Yang Mei's order coming from the door:

"Be careful, it's hot, eat it while it's hot..."

"Well, go about your business."

The door closed with a click, Jiang Ting put the porridge bowl on the desk, and then asked, "Where's the person?"

Yan Xie stood up abruptly: "So I said, what kind of relationship do you have with her to open the door whenever you want... Hiss!" Dizziness struck instantly, and Yan Xie involuntarily supported the head of the bed.

Jiang Ting: "What's wrong with you?"

"... came to see you in a hurry, didn't have dinner tonight..."

Jiang Ting's cheek muscles, which had been a little tense after a long time, immediately relaxed, and the corners of his eyes twitched slightly. After a while, he tapped the edge of the bowl with a spoon and said, "Then you come and drink this bowl of porridge."

It is said to be porridge, but it is actually very thick. Yang Mei asked the chef to add fresh shrimp, fish, scallops, egg yolk, etc. to make it finely boiled.From the selection of ingredients, Yang Mei really adheres to the simple health concept of the working people: only choose expensive ones and not the right ones, the more expensive the better, the more expensive the more psychological comfort.

Unexpectedly, Yan Yan only took one look, then shook his head: "Don't eat it, it's too cheap."

Jiang Ting: "..."

"The shrimp is not blue lobster, the fish is not yellow lip fish, and the shellfish is not geoduck, so the egg yolk looks quite fresh. I have never eaten such shabby porridge since I was born, and there is not even a side dish. Just go ahead."

Jiang Ting said coldly: "Who is the person who squats in the Municipal Bureau every night and eats instant noodles in buckets?"

Yan Xie answered eloquently: "That's because I went deep into the grassroots to observe the people's sentiments."

The two looked at each other for a while, Jiang Ting didn't even blink his eyelids.

"..." Then Yan Xie finally told the truth: "I don't want to eat at the hands of my rival in love."

Jiang Ting threw the spoon into the porridge bowl, "Why don't you starve to death?"

5 minute later.

Looking down from the open window, Yan Yan slid down the drain pipe to the end, got up and patted the dirt on his trousers, stood in the dark back alley, waved, and called in a low voice: "Team Jiang! Don't be afraid of Team Jiang! I'll follow you." !"

With a snap, Jiang Ting closed the window expressionlessly.

"Brother Jiang, where are you going?" Yang Mei stood at the door of the elevator in astonishment: "It's so late, why don't you take a break, what else can you do tomorrow?"

Jiang Ting answered vaguely, and went straight out. Yang Mei chased after him uneasy and shouted, "Why don't I let someone send you off!"

"It's okay!" Jiang Ting hurried out of the store door, the night effectively blocked his hasty footsteps like running away: "I'll be back soon!"

The night market is full of people, shoulder to shoulder.The bright bulbs of the food stalls are shrouded in spicy hot steam, and the air is full of friendly and lively flavors.

"Come on! Two bowls of Liangpi, four catties of crayfish and four catties of spicy crab! Take your own beer and drink, eat well!"

Yan Xie used the Swiss Army knife he carried with him to pry off the cap of the beer bottle. Before he could do anything, the bottle was snatched away by a hand stretched out of nowhere, and another can of drink was slammed in front of him.

"Your blue lobster, yellow lip fish and geoduck." Jiang Ting took a sip of beer from the glass bottle and said, "It's perfect for this glass of [-] Lafite."

Yan Xie looked at the words Yonghe Soymilk, his eyelids twitched.

If it were someone else, Yan Xie was already in a hurry at this time, but Team Jiang deserved to be Team Jiang. Yan Xie's eyelids twitched for a long time, and he smiled suddenly: "Look at you, we haven't met yet, so let's go." I started to care about my body." He unscrewed the cap of the soy milk bottle and took a big sip of the crayfish.

The spicy crab is fried with fragrant leaves, star anise, oyster sauce, cumin, etc., so that the juice is dripping, salty and hot, and when you break the crab claws hard, it is full of snow-white meat.Yan Yan ate his hands full of oil, and he didn't forget to help Jiang Ting, who was slowly peeling the shrimp shells, dig some crab meat with chopsticks, shook his head and sighed: "I still think about this bite, and I drank soup and water during the few days in the hospital. Well, it's really going to fade out."

Jiang Ting said, "You'd better be restrained, and be careful not to inflame the knife edge."

"The incision has healed up long ago. What are you afraid of? People can live for decades? If a person can't even satisfy his appetite, what's the point of living?"

Jiang Tingxin said that you should eat, eat more, Chrysanthemum will naturally teach you how to behave when you go to the bathroom tomorrow.

Yan Yan looked at him, and twitched the corner of his mouth: "Let's talk about it."

He was born with a bit of a naughty face, and it stands to reason that this kind of face would give people a sense of slickness, but so many years of criminal police career has squeezed out that slickness and refined it into a fierce and tough gangster. When he smiles, he is very handsome and attractive.

"Gaozi debated with Mencius, saying that food and sex are also sex, which means that the desire for food and lust is the most instinctive pursuit of human life. I survived a catastrophe, and when I came back, I had food and drink, and there was a beauty like you, Jiang Tui. Here, it can be said that life has been fulfilled, what else is there to be afraid of?"

... This fallacy is simply too terrifying, but Jiang Ting did not express any opinion.He put down his chopsticks, drank the last sip of beer slowly, and said, "Don't go to the Municipal Bureau tomorrow."

"how?"

"Take you to an ophthalmologist."

Yan Yan burst out laughing, as if feeling very amused, he took out the cigarette case and smoked a soft Zhonghua, put it in his mouth and lit it, and then handed it to Jiang Ting.

Jiang Ting glanced with black and white eyes, but no emotion could be seen on his face, he took the cigarette.

"Really, after you left today, I regret it very much. In fact, the words I said to test you were not sincere." Yan Yan also lit a cigarette and said, "But those questions have been pondering in my heart for a long time, so I am anxious I couldn't control it, and I also wanted to provoke you on purpose."

Jiang Ting said indifferently: "Which sentence?"

Yan Xie said, "Stop the cloud."

Around the food stalls, people who are judging fists and punishing people for drinking, shouting loudly, and pretending to be crazy... Men wearing thick gold chains and shirtless, women chatting, gossiping and laughing, screaming children running around, And the greasy floor, the table full of leftovers, and the hustle and bustle of the road at the door reflect the most lively and lively side of Jianning City at night.

No one knew that there were two detectives in the corner, drinking and chatting about the most secretive, expensive, bloody and evil drugs on the market.

"The name of the new fentanyl compound is Blue Gold. Most of it should have been exported to Southeast Asia through smuggling channels, and a considerable part of it has flowed to the United States and Mexico. In the early years, Blue Gold was rarely seen in China, mainly because a considerable part of it was manufactured. Toxic raw materials are not on the list of nationally controlled chemicals, and if they are sold on a large scale within the country, it is very likely that the National Supervision Bureau and even the Ministry of National Security will be alerted."

Jiang Ting puffed out his cigarette, and Yan Yan stared at his calm face in the curling white mist: "So you already knew about the existence of 'Lan Jin'?"

"This new type of compound once appeared in an armed robbery case of drug addicts I handled." Jiang Ting said, "But the physical and chemical report was altered, and the inspector at that time was also transferred. The existence of blue gold was suppressed." Some people whose identities I couldn’t find out covered up, so I secretly traced it for about a year or two, and found an underground drug production base in an abandoned village around Gongzhou, and some informants were sacrificed in the process.”

Yan Mo's eyes changed color slightly.

——I secretly tracked it down for a year or two, during which some informants were sacrificed.

How many horrific killings and crimes are hidden in these two calm sentences.

"……and then?"

"Then it was discovered." Jiang Ting said hoarsely, "King of Spades happened to be in the drug production base that day."

Yan Mo's pupils shrank slightly, and Jiang Ting lowered his eyelashes, flicking the cigarette ash slowly.

"The reason why I asked you if you saw his face was not because I was afraid that you might see something you shouldn't see, and you might be silenced. It's because I wanted to know what he looked like."

"……what?"

"I haven't seen him before." Jiang Ting said, "That night in the drug manufacturing factory, the closest contact I had with this man was when he pointed a gun at my head from behind and said that the fentanyl compounds in front of me always Worth [-] million."

"Six hundred million, look," the intimate ramblings of K of Spades seem to be echoing clearly in the back of his head: "The happiness of this world is so valuable."

The torrential rain washed over the underground factory, and the taillights of trucks in the distance were like scarlet eyes, reflecting the countless bags of faint blue powder in the depths of the factory.

"...Do you want to kill me?" Jiang Ting asked hoarsely.

Before he finished speaking, he felt the heat behind him approaching, and he pressed it close to his ears with a smile: "Or you can share the wealth and power with me... An excellent and smart police officer is always more important than a dead body." Much more, isn't it?"

"So he didn't kill me, or in other words, it doesn't matter whether he kills me or not. My private investigation has just involved the nearby area, and the whereabouts can be exposed so easily, which in itself shows a lot of internal problems." Jiang paused He paused and said, "Besides, I should be a character who would be troublesome to kill at the time, but would be very useful to keep, and you don't need to worry too much about me going out and talking nonsense. Of course, as far as I know afterwards, they quickly put that character away. The factory was abandoned, which is probably one of the reasons why I survived."

Yan Yan puffed on a cigarette, thought for a while and asked, "Then what happened afterwards? You disappeared after the plastic factory exploded, and you haven't seen the real King of Spades during that time?"

Jiang Ting was surprisingly cooperative tonight, but he remained silent for a long time when faced with this question.It wasn't until Yan Xi thought that he would not answer this question again that he suddenly said: "I have been in a coma for three years... Those details are already very confusing."

"I don't know where I was during that time, and I can't think of valuable clues such as climate, temperature, and geographical features. The only thing I can be sure of is that that memory is always dark, which means that my eyes have been blinded on."

He tapped his temple with his index finger:

"Later, I tried to build a face model of the king of spades in my brain, but all failed. After all, the human brain is not a computer. Strong negative emotions will affect the senses. This is something even I can't do anything about."

Jiang Ting held the cigarette between his two slender fingers, and pried out a bottle of beer. The metal bottle cap fell on the table full of crayfish shells with a clang.

"...So when you wanted to arrest him later, he would feel that you had betrayed this alliance of interests." Yan Xie asked, "Isn't it?"

This is actually a very decent and considerate statement, which basically eliminated any possibility of embarrassing Jiang Ting, but to his surprise, Jiang Ting shook his head: "No, judging from his way of thinking, it should be me Betrayed him."

"How to say?"

"Serial kidnapping is a very personal way of expression. A boy, a girl, at the age of [-] or [-], when their feelings are the most pure, they support each other under desperate circumstances. All images are strongly directional. If you feel that I have destroyed power and money In terms of interests, there is no need to design such a complicated and bizarre serial kidnapping for self-expression, otherwise the personal emotions will be revealed too much. A person like Spade K who has both criminal talent and experience must know that the emotional connection is The more obvious the crime is, the more clues and openings there are to analyze."

Yan Xi nodded slightly and remained silent.

——Actually, he thought the same way, and even thought a little deeper.It's just that after the conflict in the afternoon, he didn't want to tell Jiang Ting at this moment.

"The kitchen is turned off! The last order! The last order for spicy crab and crayfish barbecue skewers!"

The owner of the food stall yelled, Yan Xie looked at his watch, and said gently: "Let's go, let's go to Tianzong Mountain to see the scene tomorrow, maybe we can find some clues."

Jiang Ting nodded, raised the beer bottle with only the bottom to his lips, then paused suddenly as if remembering something, and said: "This serial kidnapping case, when the victim wakes up, he will surely catch several people. Personally, but may not be able to lock the king of spades."

Yan Mao had expected this, and it was not a surprise.

At present, most of the major drug lords caught in the country are dealers. Even if there are manufacturers, most of them manufacture entry-level illegal drugs such as methamphetamine.Those who can invest a large amount of money to independently develop new compounds and achieve mass production in factories count as one, and they are all at the level that can alarm the Ministry of National Security. Some have been latent for more than ten years or even twenty or thirty years.

In short, it is very difficult to overthrow the rightful master in one fell swoop before his minions are completely cut off.

Jiang Ting turned his face halfway to one side, with his eyelids lowered. At this angle, the dim light came from the side, and there seemed to be a strip of light from the corner of his forehead to the bridge of his nose, which was particularly sharp and angular.

"You may still have doubts, but the person in this world who most wants to kill the King of Spades is indeed me, Yan Xie. As far as the professionalism of a criminal investigator is concerned, you can have doubts about anything else, but There is no doubt about that.”

After speaking, he raised his head and drank the last few sips of beer, put the glass bottle on the table, got up and said, "Let's go."