Breaking Through the Clouds

The next morning, sunlight poured into the bedroom through the cracks in the window.

The cell phone rang suddenly, and Yan Yan trembled like an electric shock, and sat up awkwardly: "Qin Chuan?!"

The next moment, Qin Chuan's gloomy and ghostly voice sounded in his ears, like the voice crawling out of the TV at midnight: "Look now~ what time is it~"

Yan Yan rubbed his sleepy eyes and saw that the bedside alarm clock was beating 08:30 frighteningly.

"What did we agree on last night, huh?" Qin Chuan was like a resentful woman who had been neglected all night, and her resentment almost turned into a substance and crawled over the communication signal: "Who promised to take over at seven in the morning? Who hypocritically told you to call you immediately if something happened? Last night, Mrs. Yui Hatano knocked on your door again, right? Get out of the bed of which little beauty and have a good time, forgetting Qin Baochuan who has been guarding the cold kiln for 18 years?!"

Jiang Ting turned over in a dazed state.

Yan Yan immediately covered his mouth and lowered his voice: "Oh, look at what you said, can I be that kind of person..."

"you are not?!"

The two stared at each other through the mobile phone, and after a few seconds of stalemate, Yan Xie, who knew he was wrong, conceded: "...I really am."

If Qin Chuan was here, he would have rushed over to fight desperately by now.

"Okay, okay, can't I treat you to dinner for a week? It's my fault, it's my fault... But you didn't call me at 06:30, so I made the mistake of abandoning the revolutionary comrades. Did the revolutionary Don’t comrades need to bear half of the responsibility? How can I blame it all?”

"A demolition house that has been hidden for half a year suddenly went online at [-] o'clock this morning. I have been busy in the anti-drug detachment until now!" Qin Chuan said angrily: "My heart hurts so much! I am going to die suddenly! I died What about the happiness of the young women?! Why don’t you rush to take over?!”

Yan Yan turned over and got out of bed while repeatedly agreeing: "I'm awake, I'm really awake... Where's your square team? Shouldn't he be on duty this morning?"

"Who knows where Fang Dui is? He commits two crimes every three days with his old injury, and once he commits a crime, he can't be found everywhere—hurry up! If you don't arrive at the City Bureau within half an hour, you will lose your Qin Baochuan forever!"

With pia, Qin Chuan hung up the phone harshly.

Yan Xie put down the phone, didn't even make a call, as if the call had never happened before, turned back on the bed and hugged Jiang Ting, buried his face in his neck, and kept moaning.

Jiang Ting was short of energy and blood, and his spirit was not good. It was difficult for him to wake up immediately from a sleep state. After being dazed for a long time, he finally hummed two words weakly: "Yan Xi..."

Although it was just a name, it made the already excited Yan Mo's heart beat faster, and he responded vaguely: "En."

"If you rub against me again, I'll..."

Yan Yan's movements stopped abruptly.

However, Jiang Ting said "I will" for a long time and nothing came out. Yan Xie waited for a long time, and finally couldn't help asking: "What are you going to do?"

"...If you think about it carefully, there is nothing that can threaten you, and you can't beat it." Jiang Ting turned over, half-opened his eyes in a daze, and said helplessly, "I can only move back to Yang Mei's place."

Immediately, Yan Yan's body trembled, her chrysanthemum tightened, and she jumped up obediently with her tail between her legs and rushed into the bathroom.

Fifteen minutes later, two slices of toast popped out of the toaster at the dining table. Jiang Ting picked up one piece slowly, carefully spread it full of meat floss and salad dressing, and handed it together to the toast who had finished washing and dressing. Yan Xie with a watch on his hand.

"Why didn't you charge my account for the snacks?" Yan Yan asked suspiciously.

This is one of the important reasons for Yan Yan's previous blind date failures - he is suspicious of details that ordinary people don't notice, and he often asks questions, which is very annoying.Jiang Ting raised his eyelids and glanced at him, saying, "Yang Mei."

"No, what do you mean when you say you have a family and Yang Mei is entangled financially? What is the relationship between you two?"

"Ex-police and front-line informant. Besides, we are not the so-called family..."

"Then you can't be ambiguous with the informant financially, right?"

Jiang Ting raised the meat floss toast to his mouth, but didn't bring it in. He finally sighed: "Theoretically, Evernight Palace KTV has 25% of my shares, which is an investment made in the early years. Of course, the main reason why KTV can open so big is Yang Mei's contribution, so I only receive a symbolic basic dividend..."

"Don't take the dividend, there is nothing to get. Next time you buy snacks, clothes and bags, take the money from the drawer, do you understand?"

"Got it, got it," Jiang Ting said perfunctorily, "Go to your class, remember to contact me if you have a case."

Yan Xi pointed at him threateningly from the air, and hurried out to rescue Qin Baochuan who had been guarding the cold kiln for 18 years.

Morning rush hour on the road.

The car windows are full of bustling cars, and the Bluetooth ringtones in the car are one after another.

"Team Strict, Team Strict, last night the technical screening results of security monitoring at Jianning Railway Station have been sent to the technical team. Director Huang asked me to call you to remind you..."

"Brother Yan, I finally got through to Brother Yan. The results of inquiries from major bus stations and private car rental companies have come out. After you arrive at the Municipal Bureau later..."

"Hey Deputy Yan! The Economic Investigator has retrieved from various banks the detailed statement of the capital flow of Wang Xingye himself and all the assets under his name for half a year! Captain Yan, come and take a look!"

……

As long as the case progresses, Yan Xie's phone calls are extremely lively, like the green head card of Sangong Sixth Court being presented to the emperor for selection, all kinds of beauties rush forward to pay their respects, wishing to drag His Majesty into his boudoir by the arm go.

However, although Yan Huang had a heart to favor the harem, he was blocked halfway by the morning rush hour, and missed several opportunities to overtake because he kept answering the phone. The time passed 09:30, and it was very convenient to go to work However, the Municipal Bureau is still looking at the sea from the mountains, nowhere in sight.

Suddenly another call rang, and Yan Xie looked at the caller ID, and it turned out to be Zhang Guanyao.

The kid surnamed Zhang experienced the moment of life and death when a police car fell into the water in Jiangyang County, and was injured by a gun attack. After returning to Jianning, he became a little celebrity who was booed by everyone. Third class.So in the past few days, he has been full of energy all over his body, like Red Bull flowing in his blood vessels. This morning, he took over Ma Xiang's night shift, and ran out with his arms hanging to check Wang Xingye's personal assets. No one stopped him.

"Hey, Captain Yan!" Xiao Zhang yelled loudly amidst the constant sound of car horns: "We searched Wang Xingye's residence and the 'Yunhe Gallery' under his name early in the morning, and found no suspicious clues. , Computers, tablets, and other written papers were all sealed and sent to the technical team! Are you now at the Municipal Bureau?"

The car in front turned on the red taillights, Yan Yan stepped on the brakes helplessly, and lit a cigarette: "No, I will definitely see it when I get there."

"Then you're going to the Municipal Bureau, come to us!"

"what happened?"

On the other end of the phone, Zhang Guanyao was squatting at the entrance of the corridor of the neighborhood committee, with his head tilted and his mobile phone held by the hanging shoulder, and an old business card facing the light with the other hand:

"We found half a box of old business cards from the corner of Wang Xingye's drawer. They were probably printed a few years ago. The company address of Yunhe Gallery on it does not match the current address. It is 'Room 346, Building 346, District 90, Amber Villa, Jianning City. ', it should be that the company has moved. I immediately contacted the police station in the Amber Villa area to verify the situation, and found out that the owner of Room [-], Building [-], District [-], is Yin Honglan, a widowed and lonely old man in his [-]s, who is now living in a nursing home."

When the green light came on, the car in front slowly moved forward, but Yan Mao was immersed in the case, and didn't remember to step on the gas pedal for a while: "It's unlikely that the widowed old man decides to rent out the house. Are Yin Honglan and Wang Xingye related? ?”

Beep!Angry horns blared from behind the car.

"Yes!" Xiao Zhang was very excited, and said, "I asked the neighborhood committee to look through the old papers for a long time, and it can basically be confirmed that Yin Honglan is Wang Xingye's cousin!"

Yan Xie suddenly turned on the lights and changed lanes, facing the hail of bullets made up of countless scolding voices, and forcibly killed in the direction of Amber Villa.

"Contact the property right away to check the water and electricity bill of Room 346, Building 10, District [-]. If Wang Xingye still uses this place as a hiding place, then the water and electricity should be in use, but the amount is very small. At the same time, the gas consumption tends to increase because of not cooking. It’s close to nothing. Don’t go back to the Municipal Bureau, wait for me at Amber Villa, and I’ll be there in [-] minutes!”

Amber Villa belongs to the first batch of high-end residential areas in Jianning City, which shows that Yin Honglan's financial situation was good back then.However, in the past 20 years, the economy of Jianning City has sprung up like mushrooms after rain, and many high-end luxury real estates have been built in the city. Under the competition of many real estate developers, they were gradually forgotten and eliminated by the market economy, and now it has become a thing of the past.

There was a problem with the parking plan in the old community. Yan Yan gritted his teeth and forcibly inserted the Phaeton between a Chery QQ and a Jinbei Bread. He couldn't even open the door. He gritted his teeth and got out of the car, holding his breath and only listening to Xiao Zhang. A voice sounded from the top of the head: "Brother Yan! This way!"

"coming!"

At this time, there was a ding-dong on WeChat, and Qin Chuan sent a new message: [Where are you? ? ? 】

Yan Yan said in his heart that he forgot what he said. Just as he was about to reply, Qin Chuan sent another message:

[Don't come back, Pinggui.I think the old Huang next door is not bad, he has packed up and remarried to his family, let's go with your princess! 】

"..." Yan Yan pressed the voice button, and said sincerely: "Chuan! It's my husband who is sorry for you, Chuan! I wish you happiness!" Then he threw the phone into his trouser pocket, and walked into the corridor in three steps at a time.

"It's right here." Several criminal policemen surrounded the corridor on the third floor. Zhang Guanyao hung his arms and pointed to a rusty iron door: "There is no rental record, no gas consumption, and the water and electricity bills are from Yin Honglan's personal account. I have to go out on a regular basis. I just asked the neighborhood committee to call the door for a long time, but no one answered, and we are going to kick the door in."

The aunt of the neighborhood committee nodded frequently to testify.

Yan Yan looked at the door lock for a moment and said, "Hey, kicking the door is so violent, what if someone complains later."

"Then what do you say—"

Xiao Zhang's questioning stopped abruptly, and I saw that Yan Xie had already prepared a few hairpins from his trouser pocket, and began to squat down and fiddle with it, his movements were extremely skillful.

Everyone: "..."

Aunt: "Your captain is really capable. Hey, the young man is also good-looking. How old are you? Do you have a partner? How many apartments do you have? What kind of girl do you want to find? There are [-] unmarried girls in our community. Tiao Shunpan is beautiful, little comrade, hurry up and leave me a phone number..."

Yan Yan was concentrating, and she didn't say "I have a date", but Xiao Zhang said with a smile: "No! Our captain is single!"

Yan Yan said in his heart that I will educate you after unlocking the lock later.

"The family has money! I don't know! I just can't find it!" Xiao Zhang was very enthusiastic and said, "If Team Yan could pry open women's hearts as well as prying criminals' homes, they would have already opened a harem by now!"

sonorous.

The iron door opened in response, Yan Xie turned his head and patted Xiao Zhang on the shoulder:

"Your personal third-class merit is gone."

Xiao Zhang: "?!"

As soon as the wooden door was opened, the stale and musty smell wrapped in dust rushed towards the face.

"Cough, cough..." Yan Xie put on the shoe covers, walked into the room cautiously, signaled his men to pull down the cordon, and pressed down the gun that the little policeman had just drawn: "Notify the technical detective to come over."

In the small living room of the old-fashioned house, there is a boxy wooden dining table, covered with a plastic tablecloth, and the glass is pressed on the tablecloth.An instrument consisting of a glass bottle, filter device, and tin foil for a straw is placed on the table, and there is still turbid water in the filter bottle.

The wall skin is peeling off, the floor tiles are cracked, the wooden window frames have long been deformed and rusted, and the air is filled with the faint smell of ammonia water.

——Typical drug addicts lost their paradise.

Yan Yan asked everyone to surround the cordon, and waited for the technical detectives to arrive in the narrow corridor. Wearing physical evidence gloves, he groped from the living room into the bedroom.

Speaking of the bedroom, it is obvious that Wang Xingye will not spend the night here. There is no sheet on a rattan bed that is obviously very old. Old-fashioned chests of drawers, sewing machines covered with green cloth, and wooden boxes are piled up in every corner.Yan Xie stood in the room and looked around, lifted his trouser legs and half knelt on the dusty ground, and didn't care about the stylish trousers he had custom-made by hand. He groped for a while at the back of the bed board with his backhand, and as expected, he found a piece on the edge of the bed. A hard object that is taped.

Square, the size of a banknote, the texture has lumps and bumps.Yan Xie felt it through the glove for a while, and she knew it.

That's the encapsulated pill.

He didn't touch the package of drugs, he only opened the field investigation box and put a red triangle on the ground, then stood up and opened each wooden box and drawer of the chest of drawers one by one.

The boxes were basically empty, and some of them were the old lady's old and yellowed clothes. Yan Yan found a few packets of ecstasy from under the sundries, but he didn't take them out. He just closed the wooden box and marked it. The scene remains unchanged.The drawers of the chest of drawers were full of bottles and cans older than Yan Mao, and the rusty biscuit boxes and malted milk barrels exuded a decaying smell, and they were neatly placed there.

Yan Yan had never drank malted milk in his life, so he picked up the tin can and shook it, and suddenly let out a "huh".

There was a rustling in the jar, as if there was a movement of paper rubbing against each other.

The iron lid was already rusted and couldn't be removed with fingernails. Fortunately, Yan Xie still had a ballpoint pen in his pocket, "Hey!" gritted his teeth and pried open the iron can.Sure enough, there was a small notebook inside, which looked quite new, and definitely not like an old lady's stuff—Yan Xi took out a page, and suddenly froze.

It was a two-inch bareheaded photo.

Against the bright red background, Li Yuxin stared at him indifferently and lifelessly.

The photo was pasted on the inside page of the notebook, and below it was written a row of pen characters, beginning with——Li, Sixteen.It was followed by Li Yuxin's home address and her mother's contact information. The payment date was January last year, and there was nothing else.

Yan Mo's heartbeat quickened.He quickly turned to the first page, and it was Bu Wei who jumped into his eyes following the paper.

The same two-inch bareheaded photo with a red background, but the younger and more immature Bu Wei is not as expressionless as Li Yuxin, and is even different from the first time Yan Yan saw her photo at the scene of the Tianzong Mountain crime. It is not straight at all. Stiff, with a shy smile on the corner of his mouth, he looks very lively, like a soft and fresh camellia.

step, thirteen.After the home address is the inscription two and a half years ago, in December.

Yan Mao suddenly had a premonition of something, and turned to the next one abruptly, as expected.

A strange girl looked at him in the photo, her cheeks were tensed, showing a stiff and nervous look.This inseparable posture affects others' evaluation of her appearance, but if you look closely, her facial features and face shape have some signs of becoming a beauty in the future—if she still has the opportunity to grow up, and It wasn't that he had already been buried in a wilderness somewhere hand in hand with an unknown boy, and gradually turned into two dead bones.

Teng, sixteen.

There is no home address, and the payment date is February of the previous year.

Yan Yan stared at the concise words, but could no longer figure out other clues except for the surname and age from between the lines.

In the entire note, only these three sheets of paper had photos pasted on them. Yan Yan carefully turned from the first page to the last page, but did not find any traces of writing or tearing on any of them.But for some reason, he always had a strange feeling in his heart, as if something was missing, and the uneasiness and fear suggested by the sixth sense became more and more clear and deeper.

He stared at the plain-looking notebook, and suddenly removed the PVC cover.

The next moment, a photo that was sandwiched between the cover and the title page floated out and landed lightly on the ground.

Yan Mo half-knelt down——

The young Jiang Ting was walking out of the gate of the Gongzhou Municipal Bureau, looking down at the steps under his feet slightly. He had black hair, bright eyes, and handsome and clear facial features.The dark blue police uniform jacket was draped over his shoulders, blowing backwards with the wind, so clear that even the four-pointed star flowers on the epaulets could see the patterns.

With trembling fingers, Yan Yan picked up the photo from the ground.