Breaking Through the Clouds

A few minutes later, Yan Yan's phone vibrated, and a gloomy, fierce and young face appeared on the screen.

Jin Jie, male, Burmese nationality.The name is not guaranteed to be true, and the age is also unknown, about 26 to 29.When he was a boy, he joined the local gangsters. Over the years, he has been involved in many gangs. The crimes with proven evidence include collecting money to kill opponents in black market boxing matches, illegally holding guns, smuggling ivory, killing soldiers and policemen in gun battles, and selling a lot of drugs. etc.

Five years ago, the armed police seized a batch of heroin at the China-Myanmar border. Most of the drug dealers were killed in the exchange of fire, and two other criminals were captured alive.But the siege was not a [-]% successful conclusion, because one of the drug dealers was like a ghost. When he was surrounded by five or six armed police soldiers, he seriously injured two of them and retreated. The armed police company searched in the jungle. For three whole days there was no trace.

Afterwards, according to the drug dealer, the young man was sent by "above" to supervise the escort, and his function was that if someone dared to hide the goods or gold during the transportation, he would be responsible for the execution.No one in the entire smuggling team knew his real name. He was usually called Jie Ge according to the Chinese custom, or "Bo Jie" according to the Burmese custom;

Since then, this person has gradually disappeared in Myanmar. According to the Myanmar military police, he has died on the Myanmar-China border—who knows how much the local military police charged the drug dealers.

Now it seems that this person is not only alive, but even smuggled into China.

"The Jack of Diamonds—" Yan Yan rubbed his chin and said, "If you arrange the cards in order, this person should be the third person in the King of Spades drug cartel, right?"

In the restaurant of a five-star hotel, the sound of the piano is elegant and the air is fragrant. The waiters occasionally go back and forth without making any noise, and the tinkling of cups and cups can be heard in the distance.

Jiang Ting gently stirred the bowl of seafood porridge with a spoon, lowered his eyes and said, "It should be!"

Yan Yan hissed lightly: "That's not right."

"..."

"The number one boss and the number three figure in a transnational criminal group, the two of them went to Hu Weisheng's rooftop to search for a bag of 'blue gold' alone. Is it too courageous, or is it too long? There must be some other reasons. .”

Jiang Ting said, "Then how do I know?"

He raised his head, and the two gazed at each other in mid-air. Jiang Ting helplessly spread his hands for a long time: "You assume these are meaningless now, how do you know that these two people are just brave? The police rescue arrived on the abandoned road that night." At that time, on the surface, only two motorcyclists came out to rescue Square J, but in fact, there was a whole caravan of drug dealers ambushing in the distance, and it was hard to predict whether the police would be able to escape unscathed..."

"I recalled it many times afterward," Yan Xie interrupted him, "I don't think the two of them seemed to have backup when they were on the rooftop."

The surroundings were quiet, Jiang Ting was speechless for a moment, and finally said: "Then we can only speculate that when the King of Spades and the Jack of Diamonds boarded the roof of Hu Weisheng's house, they were very sure that no police would come."

—they have inside information and are well aware of the progress of the police investigation.

In other words, it was a surprise to them that Jiang Ting showed up with Yan Xie.

"Could it be that the package of samples that Hu Weisheng hid is not the same thing as the 'blue gold' circulating on the black market?" Yan Xie suddenly said: "So they must take away and destroy this package of samples immediately, and they can't even use it in the hands of others? "

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, he realized that this hypothesis was not valid. The confessions of the Ding Jiawang drug production gang had been corroborated by each other. This package of samples was stolen by Hu Weisheng from the bulk, and there should be nothing special about its chemical composition.

Yan Xie's thinking couldn't help but diverge a little—what if the importance of the bag of blue gold samples is not reflected in the chemical composition, but in other aspects?

He tried his best to recall the scenes that happened on the rooftop, and through the fog of memory, he saw clearly the package of drugs that Jiang Ting was holding at that time. Stop interrupted:

"Are you asking this now to prove that this Burmese Chinese is not a jack of diamonds or something?"

"Ok?"

Jiang Ting pointed to the phone screen and said, "He is."

Yan Xie came back to his senses, his eyebrows twitched.

"You remember when I said earlier that after discovering the existence of the new fentanyl compound Blue Gold, I independently investigated this huge drug cartel? Several different sources mentioned the existence of this Burmese to me. I guess Perhaps because they both have antisocial personalities and are similar in age, K of Spades trusts this younger brother and bodyguard very much, but I am not sure whether he is the second in command or the third in command under K of Spades—in other words, I don’t know who he is. Is it Q or J."

Jiang Ting finally put down the white porcelain spoon, motioned for the waiter to come forward to take away the porridge bowl with only a bottom left, then rinsed his mouth with tea, and continued: "Since I want to destroy this group, I must first Figured out its internal structure. But it took a long time, because the whereabouts of the King of Spades and the Burmese were too difficult to determine, I couldn't even get any image data... until later there was a code-named 'Rivet' Undercover, finally successfully broke into the group."

When the rivets were mentioned, Jiang Ting's voice suddenly paused for a moment.

Yan Xi closely watched his eyes from the side, without urging him.

"The 'Rivet' information helped me confirm that Q of Hearts is someone else." After a while, Jiang Ting finally took a deep breath, and said hoarsely: "In general, their division of labor is like this: K of Spades controls all decisions, and Q of Hearts Q is responsible for the execution of part of the plan, and the J of diamonds ensures that everyone will faithfully carry out the order of the K of Spades to the end. At the same time, he has the power to supervise, deal with the aftermath, punish and kill people, etc. He is behind many bloody crimes.”

"Based on this, the participation rate of Red Heart Q seems to be the lowest?" Yan Yan asked suddenly.

Jiang Ting raised his eyebrows: "Because Rivet once said that she is a woman."

Yan Yan didn't expect this and was stunned.

"Rivet is a very good and brave undercover agent. He was once the direct contact of Red Heart Q. Many informants passed on to the police were stolen from her." Jiang Ting raised the corner of his mouth, although it was a smile , but didn’t seem to be smiling at all: “Including the drug deal when the Gongzhou plastic factory exploded three years ago.”

——Gongzhou Plastic Factory Explosion!

Yan Mo's face changed slightly.

The pot of strong tea that the waiter brought up before was already very cold, but Jiang Ting drank the green residual tea in the cup in one gulp as if he couldn't feel the bitterness.The two of them were silent with each other for more than a minute, before Yan Yan finally figured it out, and asked: "Was the information reported by Rivet three years ago wrong, or did a traitor tip off Red Heart Q, which led to your... ...the police operation was completely wiped out?"

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, he realized that he had just asked Jiang Ting the most sensitive question in his life.

Jiang Ting pressed his palms and coughed a few times, waved his hands to indicate that Yan Xi was fine, then raised his head to look at him, with a trace of sarcasm in his eyes: "——I want to know who the traitor is, and I will still sit here patiently ?”

The ridicule didn't seem to be aimed at Yan Mao, but rather at himself.

Yan Yan didn't know what to say for a while, but Jiang Ting said as if talking to himself: "If you don't kill them both completely, how can you reveal all the secrets of this drug cartel to the world."

A text message from Yan Mao's cell phone rang, breaking the magical silence.He glanced at the message, got up and said, "I should go back. The police finally found clues about Wang Xingye in the public security surveillance. How do you think this fat man escaped from the police?"

Jiang Ting looked up, only to see Yan Yan gritted his teeth and said, "Fuck me, ride a bicycle!"

"..." Jiang Ting grabbed the G65 key: "I'll take you back."

But before he got up, Yan Yan pressed his shoulders and pressed him back: "You just drank cold tea, which is not good for your stomach, you need to warm it up." Then he beckoned to the waiter: "You guys have good porridge For the soup base, choose a small cup of warm clear soup without oil, and bring the other bill to me to sign."

Jiang Ting gave up and asked, "Are you still working overtime tonight?"

Yan Xie turned her head and smiled at him inappropriately: "Can't you sleep alone?"

"..."

"Be good," Yan Yan leaned down and whispered in his ear, "When the case is solved, I will sleep with you every night."

The waiter happened to turn his head, and his mouth became O-shaped on the spot.Jiang Ting held his forehead expressionlessly, only Yan Xie signed the bill and took a taxi back to the Municipal Bureau.

It wasn't until his figure completely disappeared outside the store that Jiang Ting slowly let go of his hands, staring at the delicious and clear hot soup in front of him, his calm face was a little hazy in the hot air.

The waiter stood far outside the private seat, peeping at this handsome man of indeterminate age.

Jiang Ting noticed the curious gaze, but didn't bother to respond.

Just like a movie rewinding and replaying, every scene and every line just flashed through his mind. His soul seemed to be stripped from his body and suspended in mid-air. Go back and forth until you're sure there aren't any imperfections.

I don't know how long it took, the waiter was bored studying the exquisite tassels on the curtains, and suddenly caught a glimpse of the handsome guest moving - he picked up the spoon that had been standing for a long time, and finally took a sip slowly Steamed soup.

"Sir, may I change a bowl of hot food for you?" the waiter hurriedly stepped forward to ask.

Unexpectedly, the guest just shook his head without even saying "no" and just finished the cold soup spoon by spoon.

·

Twelve o'clock at night.

Dark clouds rolled and the wind howled.A flash of lightning flashed across the night sky above Gongzhou, and a few seconds later, thunder rolled across the sky, and a torrential rain poured down.

On the rooftop of the apartment building, the iron door was pushed open with a bang.

A short and fat man in a dark green raincoat staggered, and his rubber shoes filled with water creaked as they stepped into the mud.But he didn't care about the embarrassment all over his body. He clutched the folding umbrella that had already been folded back, and walked for a long time in the dark on the roof watered by the heavy rain. Finally, he found a shelter from the rain that he could barely hide in. He got down and wiped the sweat and water off his face heavily.

"Little bitch, little girl..." He took off his rubber shoes, poured out the stagnant water inside, muttered and cursed: "If I can't kill you, wait until I can't kill you..."

boom--

Another round of lightning followed by rolling thunder shook the heavens and the earth, and the world instantly became brighter.

Wang Xingye's movements suddenly stopped, the blood in his whole body turned to ice in an instant, and his face was as pale as a living ghost.

——On the open space in front of him, at some point, there were seven or eight people in black clothes with hoods covering their faces. Their faces and hands were hidden behind the rain capes, like zombies crawling out of a grave on a rainy night, standing upright. He is surrounded in the middle.

"...No, no," Wang Xingye crawled back with convulsive hands and feet, his body fat trembling violently: "Go away, you don't dare to do anything here, you don't dare... Go away! Go away!!"

A deep and pleasant voice sounded from behind the crowd: "Why?"

The "zombies" turned sideways one after another. In the center of the roof, Ajie held a gun in his right hand and held a black umbrella in his left hand. Under the umbrella was a man in black clothes and black trousers whose face could not be seen clearly. He seemed to be looking at Wang Xingye with a smile.

Wang Xingye's eyeballs stopped moving the moment they touched the other party, and then trembled almost out of his eyes, and his tone was so trembling that he couldn't make a sentence: "Impossible...forgive me, forgive me...impossible..."

"Why don't you dare to do it here?" Spade K repeated it very elegantly, even politely.

"Forgive me!" Wang Xingye screamed at the top of his lungs, "I didn't intend to kill that little girl! I really didn't! I was at fault for crashing into a police car in Jiangyang County, but it was just for self-protection! Last year that Li The girl has seen me! I beg you to spare my life! Forgive me——!"

Wang Xingye scrambled and crawled on the ground, wanting to hug Spade King's thigh, but was kicked heavily by Ajie and fell into the muddy water.

K of Spade knelt down slowly, looked at the fat man who was rolling and sucking in pain, and asked with a smile, "Did you see that policeman?"

Wang Xingye's face was ashen as dead, and he nodded tremblingly for a while.

"What's your opinion?"

The fat man surnamed Wang didn't expect him to ask such a question, and it took several seconds to react, his mouth opened and closed funny, not knowing what to say: "I... think... the police... I don't know he is..."

"Look," Spade K said regretfully, "You can't even say a word of flattery, so why should I spare you?"

Spade K stood up while the fat man was wailing in horror, and walked forward. Several "zombies" immediately stepped forward to support Wang Xingye who was rolling on the ground, and dragged him to the railing on the edge of the roof.

Ajie quickly caught up with the umbrella, and asked in a low voice: "How to deal with it, big brother?"

"Suicide in fear of guilt."

Ajie immediately turned his head and winked, and his subordinates left knowingly.

"Brother, what about the other finishing touches?"

Spade K walked through the rain-washed roof at night, and came to the dark corridor entrance, brushing the rainwater on his shoulder indifferently: "The police will help us sort it out."

Ajie nodded.

"Letting the right people do the right thing is much more convenient and safer than doing everything yourself." Spade K laughed and said, "Let's go."

A few minutes later, under the apartment building where you couldn't see your fingers, the two walked out of the corridor back and forth, and walked to a black car waiting quietly not far away. Ajie rushed to open the rear door.

Spade K bent down and got in. At that moment, the wind howled behind the two of them, and a figure fell straight from the roof, and instantly turned into a splash of flesh and blood——

boom!

The car door was closed, and blood was splashed on the car window, which was immediately washed by the heavy rain into a light red twisted mist.

The car started to drive to the road in the distance, the red tail lights disappeared into the night, and after a long time, the street lights finally came on one after another.