Breaking Through the Clouds

noon the next day.

Gongzhou.

The open space is surrounded by a cordon, but it can't stop the square dancing aunts and uncles from probing and whispering.Upstairs in the apartment, the doors and windows of every household were closed, and the residents stood in the corridor, pointing and pointing downstairs, and some of the irritable ones had already begun to curse.

"Yaoshou, the murderer commits suicide here, have you considered for others, is it easy for us to save money and buy a house?!"

"I'm telling you, the Chengnanyang woman is the most effective way of fortune-telling. Hurry up and invite her to take a look, otherwise what will happen if there is a disturbance at night?"

……

"Let's go, let's go," Yan Xie walked through the crowd, and showed his ID to the policeman guarding the line, who immediately raised the cordon and let him pass through.

"Brother Yan!" Ma Xiang stepped forward and handed him gloves and shoe covers: "You are finally here, the forensic doctor is packing up here!"

Yan Xie took off his sunglasses, the blood and flesh all over the ground had been washed away by the heavy rain last night, but the soil still exuded thick blood.Flies were buzzing, and the minced meat stuck to the concrete floor had dried up, and there were faintly visible white broken bones and unidentified traces of solidification, which should be the brains that fell out.

Three or four forensic doctors from Gongzhou came out at the scene, and they had almost cleaned up the corpses.

"Damn, I really know how to choose the time to die." Yan Yan tightened his gloves, and gave Ma Xiang a gap of half a centimeter between his fingers: "When I received a call from the Municipal Bureau this morning, Li Bawang bowed hard to you Consultant Lu is only a short distance away."

Ma Xiang said: "No way, with your beauty and body, you still use the overlord to force your bow? Isn't it half-pushed, coquettish and angry, mandarin ducks... mandarin ducks cross their necks and enter the red tent?"

"Hey, although the actual situation is like this, but I have to save some face for you, Consultant Lu, I will take the blame." Yan Yan raised his chin forward: "Can you be sure where it fell from, the forensic doctor?" How about the preliminary conclusion?"

The two climbed up to the roof layer by layer along the corridor, and Ma Xiang quickly took out the notebook that he carried with him to record the case: "It is basically certain that he fell from the roof of the building. Footprints and fingerprints. Because the heavy rain caused great damage to the crime scene, there is currently no effective evidence that anyone other than the deceased had been active on the roof. Therefore, the preliminary conclusion of the criminal branch and the forensic doctor in Gongzhou is that he committed suicide in fear of crime. "

"Suicide in fear of guilt." Yan Yan snorted, but the smile made one's heart chill: "The city bureau detachment also said the same thing in the morning."

Ma Xiang looked around and asked cautiously, "What do you think?"

"A person with such great powers, who ran away on hearing the news when the police started arresting him, and then ran out of Jianning on a bicycle under the noses of everyone, used all his skills to commit suicide overnight? "Yan Yan said lightly: "If you want to tell me that his first love who had no relationship with him or his biological son who was born alone in eight generations lived in this building, then I will politely believe this mentally handicapped conclusion."

They happened to pass the Gongzhou police who were taking notes in the corridor. Ma Xiang thought for a while and decided not to respond.

"Just this door." Yan Xie pushed open the iron door leading to the rooftop from the top floor, and said coldly, "Only Wang Xingye's fingerprints were brought up? You really think we are stupid and easy to fool."

As soon as the iron door was opened, the musty air rushed in with the unique salty smell after the rain.

The on-site trace inspection personnel in Gongzhou are doing the final finishing work on the rooftop. Gao Panqing, who rushed to the scene with Ma Xiang in the morning, is facing them sideways, with a medium-sized, Talk to a man in his forties.Probably because he has been paying attention to the movement here, as soon as Yan Yan opened the door to show his face, Gao Panqing immediately came forward: "Captain Yan, you are here!"

"Come on, come on, this is the leader of the Criminal Investigation Detachment of our Jianning City Bureau, Captain Yan." Gao Panqing turned to the man, and smiled at Yan Yan: "This is the first criminal investigation team in Gongzhou Captain Qi, we are discussing the case here."

Yan Yan's eyes flickered slightly, and he could hear the clue from the first half of Gao Panqing's extraordinarily emphatic tone, but he didn't say anything, and shook hands with Team Qi with a smile.

However, as soon as he got started, he felt that it was unusual.

The opponent's hands were cold and weak, his palms were soft and smooth, and he was dressed in a straight uniform, which made him look very imposing on the surface, not like a mature and experienced field criminal police officer - at least there are no field police officers who wear police uniforms all day long.

"Deputy Yan's name is well-known in the province of S. How could I not know it? I have heard it for a long time." Team Qi was not very angry in his speech, but his smile was very sincere: "Back then, when the Gongzhou Jianning joint operation, we still We met face to face, but in just a few years things have changed and people have changed, Deputy Yan is not what he used to be, he is more and more dignified!"

The meaning in these words seems to be vaguely saying that Yan Xie was just a little guy back then.

In a blink of an eye, Yan Xie understood why Lao Gao had to emphasize that he was "currently in charge of the work of the detachment", and couldn't help but smile on his face, holding the hand of the whole team without letting go: "It is true that things are different. The joint action back then Was it someone from the second anti-drug team in Gongzhou? At that time, the leader of your team was..."

"Ah, yes, Jiang Ting! Look at my memory." Yan Xie patted his forehead against the team's suddenly fading smile: "You were also under the leadership of Team Jiang back then, right? He was promoted to the first superintendent at a young age, but it was a pity that he died in the front line of anti-drugs—that’s when the Qi team was transferred from the second anti-drug detachment to the criminal investigation department, and then rose step by step to the present?"

Team Qi's smile was almost gone: "You don't need to mention the past, you don't need to mention the past." As he spoke, he pulled out his hand forcefully: "Come on, let me show Deputy Yan the scene of the crime."

In fact, there was nothing to see at the scene of the crime. Indeed, a lot of evidence had been destroyed by the heavy rain, and no footprints could be found on the rain-soaked felt, asphalt, and concrete floors.Several trace inspectors were trying to extract evidence such as hair and fingerprints around the guardrail. The team pointed to them and said, "This is where the deceased jumped. Jianning will be notified."

Yan Mao was noncommittal, and asked, "Jump down?"

The whole team remained silent.

"This guardrail must be 1.3 meters four. Wang Xingye is about 1.7 meters five and weighs a little less than 200 kilograms. Can he climb it?"

Team Qi said slowly: "Theoretically, it can be done. If the desire to die is particularly strong... Yan Fu, what are you doing!"

He changed the tone of his voice, and saw that Yan Yan had already walked to the edge of the guardrail. He lifted his feet off the ground with both hands, and at the same time hooked the top of the guardrail with his right foot, leaned out his upper body, and fell a little further forward. There are more than ten floors.

The whole team rushed forward, and before reaching Yan Xie, he laughed and jumped back to the ground, patting the dust on his hands: "I don't think it can actually be done."

"you!……"

Yan Xie patted the team on the shoulder, and affectionately left half a gray handprint on his neat uniform: "Look at the team, if this person wants to climb over the guardrail and jump down, at least he needs to put something on his feet." Do a pull-up first. It’s not a problem to do dozens of them casually for my body type, as for Wang Xingye, isn’t this fat man lifted up and thrown down?”

Team Qi patted himself on the shoulder and frowned: "There is no physical evidence to support this!"

"What about the security surveillance around here?"

"This building was originally a blind spot for monitoring. There was a power outage due to heavy rain last night, and even the street lights went out. There are no clues to solve the problem at all. Our inspection staff is already tight, and it is useless to check the monitoring several times!"

Ma Xiang couldn't help but interjected: "Since this is the case, we in Jianning have a lot of surveillance personnel, why don't we send a few people to help take a look?"

"I'm sorry, it can't be done." Team Qi shook his head, speaking very politely, but with a firm attitude: "Since the case happened within the jurisdiction of Gongzhou, it should be hosted by us in Gongzhou. Even if your people want to Take a look at the video, it is inter-provincial to intervene in the case, let's get the official approval from the Ministry first!"

Ma Xiang's face immediately became angry, before he could say anything, he was held down by Yan Xie.

Contrary to Team Qi's expectation, Yan Xie is no longer the irritable boss who made troubles in the two provincial public security departments five years ago. Should it be regarded as committing suicide in fear of crime?"

Team Qi pondered for a few seconds, nodded and said: "There is really no evidence to prove that he did not commit suicide."

Even someone as mature as Gao Panqing almost blurted out cursing—who would come here to commit suicide in the middle of the night if he was sick, wouldn't he be lying? !

But Yan Mao didn't get angry, didn't even make a sound, and took out two soft Chinese sticks from his pocket, the whole team took them after hesitating for a moment, and thanked them.

"Our criminal investigation brothers handle cases all day long, and it's really hard work," Yan Xie sighed while helping him light a cigarette.

Team Qi breathed out the smoke ring, his face softened a little, he signaled the trace inspectors to continue their work, and immediately beckoned Yan Mao and his team to follow him downstairs.

"Brother Yan," Team Qi sighed with smoke between them, "Some things are not up to me alone, do you understand?"

Yan Yan just smiled and didn't speak.

"I've also heard about the serial kidnapping cases in your S province in the past two years. It is said that Wang Xingye, a bastard, is so daring enough to pay the police to attack the police, right? As long as he is not mentally retarded, he should know that after being arrested, he will only die. The court will not let him go. Isn’t it normal and logical for such a heinous prisoner to feel that he is on the verge of death?”

"Besides, let me tell you something from the bottom of my heart." Team Qi leaned half sideways as they went downstairs, and sighed, "How much trouble will the Jianning City Bureau save you if this person dies? Confessions, files, chains of evidence , civil compensation, wrangling back and forth with the procuratorate... If I were you, I would come out secretly at night under the covers. Originally, more than a dozen people worked overtime for half a month, hey! Now it’s all right, and the case can be closed!"

——Indeed, the mastermind Wang Xingye is dead, and the accomplices Fan Wu and others cannot escape very far.After the grandsons who attacked the police were captured and beaten to death, they might be able to interrogate the underground black workshop where they bought guns and bullets.

As a dead person, Wang Xingye was unable to speak. No matter how Yan Yan improvised and smeared in the final case file, he could only cooperate with the police honestly.

The so-called peace of mind and trouble could not be more perfect.

"That's what it says," Yan Yan said with a smile, "but we still have a pair of victims' bodies that we haven't found where to bury them."

"Oh..." Team Qi was about to say something when his voice suddenly paused.

The four of them walked down the corridor back and forth, and they were passing the seventh floor at this time.Yan Yan narrowed his eyes sharply. He clearly saw that when the team turned around, they looked at the house on the right hand side very unobtrusively, as if they were deliberately paying attention to something.

Yan Mo glanced out of the corner of his eye.

The door of a house at the end of the corridor was open, and the silhouette of a criminal investigator in uniform flashed.

"What's going on over there?" Yan Yan asked seemingly casually, "Did you find any witnesses?"

"Oh, no." Team Qi quickly said, "The family reported a burglary two days ago, and they happened to show up today, so let's watch together."

Yan Xie's gaze was fixed, and he saw that the color of Qi Dui's fingertips holding on to the handrail of the stairs changed slightly, as if he had exerted a lot of force.

This detail, which is difficult for ordinary people to notice, directly burned the house number of that resident into Yan Mao's heart——701.

"Robbery? What a coincidence that it's just these two days?" Yan Xie followed the team, walking non-stop, and casually said as he went downstairs: "Then you have to investigate carefully, in case you have the inside story of Wang Xingye's fall from the building." What about it?"

The whole team laughed and said nothing.It wasn't until a group of people came out of the corridor and came to the Jianning police car outside the cordon, and saw that there were no one around, that he patted Yan Mao on the shoulder: "Brother Yan, let me just say it, there is really no inside story about this case. "

Yan Xie smiled slightly on his face, as if he was listening attentively.

"If Wang Xingye didn't die in this community, or even as long as it wasn't in this building, then we can try to take risks and investigate further—but now it seems that this case is characterized as suicide in fear of crime, not only for you, me, Being good to the superiors is more beneficial than harmful to the overall situation.”

Yan Yan's eyes narrowed.

Ma Xiang and Gao Panqing behind him were also stunned.

"What's in this building?" Yan Yan asked immediately.

Team Qi shook his head and said nothing.

The air of silence slowly spread around, passing through the crowd not far away, several cars with the name Gongzhou Public Security surrounded the open space, and forensic doctors could be vaguely seen coming and going with black plastic bags.

"Brother Qi, if you have something difficult to say, then you don't have to say it." Yan Xie paused for a moment, then changed the topic: "But even if I understand Brother Qi's difficulties, I still have those old men from the Jianning City Bureau and even the Provincial Department above me. How will we explain to them later? If Bureau Lu comes here to inquire about the case in person, Brother Qi will be in trouble."

His words were soft but hard, and he directly used the old fox Lu Bureau, who is very troublesome in the public security system in the entire southwest region, as a shield. It can be said that he is very good-but who knows that Team Qi just laughed and waved his hands. : "Lu Bureau? It doesn't matter, this is exactly what your Lu Bureau means."

As he said that, he made a phone call under Yan Yan's suspicious gaze, and he got connected in a short while, only to hear him "Hello": "Mr. Lu? Hey, it's me, Xiao Qi. As you ordered, Deputy Yan is here." Here I am, come and talk to him yourself."

Yan Xi frowned and took the phone, only to hear Lu Ju's calm voice: "Yan Xi?"

"Hey Director Lu, I'm in Gongzhou to watch the case of Wang Xingye's falling from a building..."

"Suicide in fear of guilt."

Yan Mo's pupils constricted instantly.

"Come back immediately after seeing the situation." Director Lu said slowly, "Remember the details of the scene carefully, let Ma Xiang take a few more photos, and bring them back if you have inspection materials. Don't think about other things for now. , no matter what happened, save the clues and talk about it later.”

"but……"

Bureau Lu interrupted him: "Wang Xingye died at a very appropriate place."

Yan Xi was stunned.

"Go back to Jianning immediately, the team still needs you to preside over the work."

The voice on the other side of the phone stopped abruptly, and Bureau Lu hung up the phone.

"Brother Yan, you are indeed a dragon crossing the river, but there may be some things that Jianning didn't explain clearly to you." Team Qi took back his mobile phone with a smile, and sighed: "In short, what happened to Wang Xingye Just leave it to us to clean up, and you can also close the case earlier, which is good for everyone—ah, that’s it.”

Team Qi exchanged greetings with Gao Panqing in a decent manner, and when the forensic doctor came to look for him, he took his leave.

As soon as he left, Ma Xiang immediately lost his composure: "Brother Yan! We are now..."

Yan Yan raised his hand to stop him, raised his head, and took a deep breath.This action made all his boiling emotions forcibly suppressed, and then he turned to Ma Xiang and Gao Panqing, his face was calm and there was nothing unusual: "Then I will go back to Jianning first."

Ma Xiang hesitated to speak.

"Take more photos and be smart. If you see hair, nails, blood, etc. on the ground, you can pick it up and take it away." Yan Xie glanced behind him, and then lowered his voice: "Also, when there is no one, go to Look at 701 in that building."

Ma Xiang didn't react, but Gao Panqing, who was older, understood immediately and gave him a understanding look.

Yan Xie nodded, strode out of the open space, and got into the silver G65 parked on the side of the road in the distance.

·

The car door was slammed shut, and Han Xiaomei in the driver's seat immediately turned her head worriedly: "Team Yan, you..."

boom!

Yan Xie couldn't hold back his emotions any longer, he punched the back of the passenger seat, and immediately gritted his teeth and punched again.

In the next second, Jiang Ting grabbed his wrist out of thin air—snap!

"Even if you smash it a hundred times, even if you dismantle this car now." Jiang Ting grabbed his hand and said flatly, "What's the use?"

Yan Xie's fist finally loosened little by little, and the ferocious and hard knuckles were criss-crossed.

"Drive," Jiang Ting ordered.

Han Xiaomei didn't dare to stop where she was, and quickly started the off-road vehicle.

"I didn't even see the dead body." Yan Yan finally said, with a low and hoarse voice: "When Fang Zhenghong came out this morning, he said that he committed suicide in fear of crime, and I even satirized him a few words. I didn't expect it to take a few hours. Even Director Lu insisted that Wang Xingye jumped off the building by himself... What is good for everyone? Yes, a death row prisoner fell to his own death, but is this good for everyone?!"

Han Xiaomei didn't dare to say anything in front, and didn't even dare to look in the rearview mirror.

Jiang stopped in the back seat and played online chess, but did not answer.

Yan Yan finally turned to him: "Who is that grandson surnamed Qi?!"

"Qi Sihao, a member of the second anti-drug team in Gongzhou, did not perform well, his personality was mediocre, and his financial conditions were not very good. He stepped on the job step by step." Because of this personality, after the reorganization of the second detachment, he was promoted to the deputy branch of the criminal investigation department, probably the advantage is that he is obedient, and the detachment leader retired half a year ago, and he was promoted to the position."

Yan Yan suddenly asked: "How do you know?"

"Why don't I know the news that can come out after a little inquiring?"

Jiang Ting put down his mobile phone, and he and Yan Xie looked at each other, and the stacked buildings and viaducts on the side of the street flew past the windows on both sides.

"..." Yan Yan looked at him and asked: "Boss Lu said that Wang Xingye died in a very strange place, and the person surnamed Qi also said that if he didn't fall from that building, this matter can be investigated at a risk. —what ever happened in that apartment building?"

"..."

"Is it related to household 701?"

Han Xiaomei could feel the air in the back seat as if being sucked dry by a vacuum machine. The low pressure forced the blood to hit the eardrums crazily, making her dare not even roll her eyes.

After a long while, she finally heard Jiang Ting, no, Consultant Lu's voice sounded, even though the words seemed to ignite the fuse on the explosives: "Before questioning, why don't you think that the concealment of others may be because the timing has not yet come? "

boom! !

The shock from the back of the passenger seat was so obvious that even Han Xiaomei almost jumped up!

At the same time, the bell rang suddenly, and the sharp domestic mobile phone bell was like an invisible sharp knife, piercing Han Xiaomei's poor eardrum at the same time.

Fortunately, the precarious volcano in the back seat did not erupt the next moment, and Yan Mao's self-possessed voice sounded: "Hello, Bureau Lu?"

"On the way?"

"at me……"

"Okay." Lu Ju said calmly, "I just came to confirm that you have indeed left the scene."

"701..."

beep - beep - beep -

The phone hung up, and Yan Mao's question was stuck in her throat.

Yan Yan didn't delay for a moment, and immediately dialed back, but this time the ringtone automatically hung up and no one answered.

Yan Xie might not be so impulsive in the usual way, but at this moment, Qi Sihao's blatant ridicule, Gongzhou's one-sided concealment, and the anger of the inability to handle the case are all firmly in Yan's deputy detachment's heart - after all, he is a veritable super rich The second generation, for the sake of local taxation and various talent introduction and investment poverty alleviation projects, not to mention the municipal and provincial bureaus, even the provincial party committee have to give some face, the temper in their bones is so low-key and easy-going in daily life.

Now he jumped on the spot and dialed the direct line number of the director's office five or six times in a row, until the eighth or ninth time the other party finally picked up: "Hello..."

"Why can't we investigate this case?!" Yan Yan yelled, "I don't care what happened in that building, now my suspect is dead! I must get the approval from the Ministry to investigate thoroughly!"

"What's going on with the thorough investigation?" Deputy Director Wei's inexplicable answer came from the phone, "Director Lu went to the provincial department. I saw his office phone kept ringing, so I stopped by to answer it."

Yan Yan: "..."

"Have you taken gunpowder, boy, come back to me quickly, this afternoon we have to—"

Yan Xie hung up the phone.

No one in the carriage made a sound, Han Xiaomei was terrified.At this time, the navigation sound sounded at the right time: "Turn right one kilometer ahead to the exit of Hengshui Road, and get off the viaduct..."

Jiang Ting suddenly said: "Wait, don't turn."

Han Xiaomei was about to turn on the lights and change the wiring, she was taken aback when she heard the words, and only heard him say: "Go straight ahead, after five kilometers, turn right on Guangzhi Road and get on the expressway."

"But this will take a detour, and the traffic is not too..."

Jiang Ting's tone slightly increased: "Go straight."

Jiang Ting usually speaks slowly and calmly, but with a little emphasis on his language, he reveals a strong aura that the superior cannot refuse.Han Xiaomei was so intimidated that she immediately turned back to the right-turn light, but before she could drive forward, she suddenly heard Yan Yan coldly say: "Turn right!"

"This--"

"I tell you to turn right!"

Han Xiaomei peeked at the rearview mirror, only to see Jiang Ting frowning: "I know this road, you listen to me and drive forward."

"But Team Yan..."

Jiang Ting didn't wait for Yan Xie to speak, and said coldly, "Go ahead!"

The navigation sounded again: "300 meters ahead, turn right to the exit of Hengshui Road, pass the Martyrs Cemetery and continue to drive north for 23 kilometers—"

"I told you to turn right, did you hear me?!" Yan Yan got up suddenly: "Turn on the light!"

Han Xiaomei was at a loss and couldn't help but peek behind her.

"The exit of Hengshui Road 100 meters ahead——"

"What are you looking at! Turn on the light and turn right!!"

Han Xiaomei, who was in a hurry, turned the steering wheel at the last moment, and the G65 flew fast, roaring across two roads, and rushed down the Hengshui Road exit without looking back amidst the angry horn sounding behind her.

"One and a half kilometers ahead, the martyr's cemetery, continue to drive north for 23 kilometers."

Han Xiaomei's heart was beating wildly, and she couldn't muster the courage to turn around for a long time.Just as she was trembling and trying to peek into the rearview mirror, someone patted her on the back suddenly: "...Ah!"

Jiang Ting said calmly, "Stand aside for a moment."

Han Xiaomei didn't know why, so she slowly pulled over and stopped under the viaduct, the door was opened before the car was completely stopped, and then Jiang Ting walked down without looking back.

"Lu Lulu, Consultant Lu?!"

Han Xiaomei lowered the car window abruptly, then stared wide-eyed——she saw Yan Xie also rushed down, caught up with Jiang Ting in three steps at a time, grabbed his shoulder with one hand, and forced him to turn around. After turning around, the two stood facing each other in the empty shadow under the bridge.

Yan Yan asked word by word: "Are you so afraid to face the dozen or so urns in the cemetery ahead?"

The traffic on the viaduct, the loudspeaker, the rumble of the subway passing by, and the mundane hustle and bustle of the huge city are all isolated by the empty bridge hole, becoming the blurred background sound of this scene.

It had only rained the night before, and muddy water mixed with sand and soil flowed everywhere under the bridge opening, scratching the undulating floor tiles.

After a long time, Jiang Ting said, "Yes."

In the dimness, he raised his head slightly, his cheeks were blue and cold, and his eyes shone with light: "Are you satisfied?"

Yan Mao's cheek muscles twitched violently, but before he could react, Jiang Ting turned and walked forward.

His steps were a little trembling, and the ground was wet and muddy, so he walked unsteadily.When he stepped on a raised floor tile, dirty water gushed out from under his feet, making him stagger slightly, and subconsciously reached out to support the mossy stone wall.

Immediately afterwards, he suddenly lost weight, and Yan Yan hugged him horizontally from behind.

Yan Yan held him tightly in his arms without saying a word, striding across the passage, not even noticing that the dirty water soaked his handmade leather shoes and trousers, until he left the bridge hole and came to a slightly flatter ground , he bent down and parked Jiang.

"..." Before Jiang Ting could make a sound, he stopped short.

I saw Yan Yan half-kneeling on the ground, took out a man's handkerchief from his trousers pocket, shook it casually, wiped off Jiang Ting's ankle that was splashed with dirty water, pressed the wet trousers along the side, and wiped it with the handkerchief. Absorb as much excess water as possible, and then carefully roll up the wet part of the trousers with both hands.

From Jiang Ting's perspective, he couldn't see his face, only the back of his head with straight black hair, and the tight shoulders under the line of his shirt.

Then Yan Yan got up and threw away the handkerchief, stood by the trash can, lowered his head and lit a cigarette.

The silence lasted for several minutes before Yan Yan's vague voice sounded: "Sorry, I shouldn't get angry at you, I didn't mean to."

Jiang Ting took a deep breath, and after a while, he stepped forward and stood side by side with Yan Mao, took a cigarette from his trouser pocket, and hooked his fingers.

Yan Mo then took out a lighter and lit it for him, and the two of them faced each other, touching even the tip of their noses intimately.

"..." Jiang Ting spit out a long mouthful of white mist, his clear and cold face finally felt a slight delusion-like relaxation, and said hoarsely, "I'm not ready to go back and face them yet."

These words were actually very ominous, Yan Xie glanced at him to the side.

"On the way to Gongzhou, I had some guesses about the way of Wang Xingye's death, but I didn't say it because I couldn't be sure. It wasn't until I heard what you said about the attitudes of Director Lu and Qi Sihao just now, combined with my vague knowledge about the surrounding area of ​​this community. topographical memory, I can really be sure of that."

Jiang Ting covered his mouth and coughed a little, Yan Yan looked at him vigilantly, and carefully patted his thin and straight back, but Jiang Ting waved his hand to indicate that he was fine.

"You're too short-tempered, but you guessed right," he coughed and said, "it's 701."