Breaking Through the Clouds

"...Jiang Ting," Yan Yan hesitated, but decided to say it after thinking for a while: "I haven't seen him in those 20 years, maybe it's just that you haven't seen him, but he has been watching you."

Jiang Ting looked up: "What?"

"We found a CD in Buwei's parents' old home, which contained some clips about you..." Time was running short, Yan Yan could only briefly describe the contents of the CD, and then said: "The law enforcement recorder This kind of thing has only been put into use in China about seven or eight years ago. Judging from the dialogue in the video, the Gongzhou police are not very proficient in using it. It may be that they have just come into contact with this kind of equipment. It is not the law enforcement records of the event archives. There is a time limit for retention, usually between six months and a year, after which backups are destroyed."

Perhaps it was because of the emotional turmoil after falling into the water, and the long-term recollection of the past, which led to confusion in his thoughts. Jiang Ting's usual clear and quick thinking was a little stagnant, and it took him a long time to react: "...that is, that CD was recorded a long time ago? "

"Yeah, I don't know how this video backup got out, but it must have ended up in the hands of the King of Spades later than when you meet him again 20 years later."

The two of them didn't speak for a while, only listening to the sound of night insects, which came from the grass in the distance.

In the long 20 years, how did that little boy grow into a big drug lord with cruel methods and deep secrets, which made small drug dealers like Hu Weisheng frightened?

With what kind of mentality did he secretly watch Jiang Ting become an anti-drug policeman step by step?

"Actually, I felt it a little earlier." Jiang Ting stared at the drenched collar of Yan Mao's neck in a daze, and said abruptly.

"how?"

"Because of that kidnapping, I stayed in the hospital for half a month. On the day I was discharged from the hospital, Spade K was waiting for me outside the door, and said that if I swore never to betray him, he would take me out of this small place." Jiang Ting smiled: "As far as I can remember, my life in the orphanage can't be called food and clothing... So when he said that, I was so happy."

Yan Yan suddenly remembered that when Jiang Ting stopped him at the gate of Jiayuan Welfare Institute just now, he had indeed said "this is the case in many places".

That should not be an empty reassurance, but what he experienced personally when he was young.

"It didn't take long for me to be adopted to a big city - that was the first time I set foot on the land of Gongzhou in my life, and was sent to a public elementary school. But I didn't have a guardian at that time. The so-called adoption was just a To put it this way, I still live alone in an old-fashioned tube building next to the school. For two consecutive years, the living expenses have been paid quarterly in the form of cash at my doorstep. After entering junior high school, the tube building was demolished, and I lived on campus until I graduated from high school. "

"When I was young, I didn't feel that something was wrong. After I entered the OUHK, I vaguely figured out that there are many strange things in it. I didn't realize until I graduated from the OUHK and was assigned to the branch office, and I was able to investigate my own files through various means. The so-called 'adopter' doesn't actually exist, and the owner of Tongzilou has been out of touch for many years, and if the government's political review is stricter, it will be discovered that I am basically a black household."

The political review back then was indeed not as strict as it is now, and some provinces were dissatisfied with recruiting, so the recruitment policy was much more flexible than it is now.

But—even if it is looser, the possibility of the black household passing the trial without noticing is very, very small, and there should be someone behind the scenes to help.

Yan Xie pressed Jiang Ting's back with one hand, and rubbed the back of his neck with his rough thumb, as if conveying warm comfort: "If you hadn't insisted on investigating 'Lanjin' and found the drug factory, you Do you think the King of Spades will appear again?"

"...I don't know." After a long time, Jiang Ting said tiredly, "But assuming these are meaningless, because as long as blue gold circulates in the market, there will be some clues that will be exposed one day, and I will definitely follow the clues to investigate... …Whether it is a few years earlier or later, it is destined to meet the king of spades again."

From the moment Jiang Ting entered the OUHK, fate had already set this curse-like trajectory.

Yan Yan frowned slightly: "Have you ever thought that the King of Spades deliberately made you a policeman?"

Jiang Ting snorted softly in his nasal cavity, with a touch of ridicule and helplessness:

"Of course I thought about it, especially when I found out that someone in Gongzhou's public security system was not clean."

Yan Yan looked down at him: "How do you say?"

"After the incident of re-encountering the King of Spades, I carefully considered whether to confess all this to my superiors, but in the end I still dare not reveal the connection between myself and the King of Spades. I am afraid that it is not clear. On the other hand, I was also afraid that I would be killed by surprise, and all clues would be interrupted. So after thinking about it, I selectively told my superiors that there might be an underground drug factory hidden in the village, and the police should take action against it.”

"However, as expected, the operation was carried out very inactively, and it could even be described as procrastinated. There were a few times in the middle that the wind almost leaked. Seeing this situation, I gradually understood what was going on in my heart. I really waited for the encirclement and suppression. That factory has been abandoned, and no key clues have been found except for the waste from the manufacture of amphetamine-type drugs."

"From that time on, I knew that someone at the upper level had been infiltrated very deeply, and the K of Spades was actually a very polite way of saying that I sought cooperation—because even if I didn't want to cooperate, I had to do things according to the orders of the superiors, It's all the same for the King of Spades."

Yan Mo's face did not show a trace of coolness rising from the bottom of his heart: "But you are not the kind of person who sits and waits to die..."

Jiang Ting moved, raised his head slightly, and showed a very light smile to Yan Yan under the moonlight: "Yes, I am not."

"So you planned the siege of the plastics factory, trying to catch him by surprise?"

Jiang Ting's figure was originally thinner than the average person, but because of his maintenance and fitness, he was thin with strength and toughness.Later, after three years of coma, his health has basically been destroyed. The current thin body has lost the tense muscles of his youth, but is only thin and weak.

But in that not-so-strong body, there is an indescribable force that is as hard to break as steel and iron.

"I spent a long time planning that siege, including reverse osmosis, stealing information, secret investigation, etc. I knew that once the operation was exposed, the K of Spades would immediately know that I was not an obedient partner. Wait for me It is self-evident what will happen to him; so since he wants to come, he must have a thorough one, and if it goes well, it may even bring down the king of spades."

"During the long reverse osmosis work, I gradually got close to several undercover agents of the Gongzhou Anti-drug Corps. Among them, I don't know his name for a long time. I only know his real name and surname Wen, and his code name is 'Rivet' '."

--rivet.

Yan Yan's cheek muscles tensed slightly, and he knew that he had finally come into contact with this name -- this undercover policeman who left a strong mark in the deepest part of Jiang Ting's heart.

"The infiltration work of the anti-drug port is highly confidential: the outer circle is subject to rotation and modulation, which has considerable randomness; while each inner circle is fixedly corresponding to a direct contact person, and the name, background, and kinship of the inner circle are not displayed on the police. In the system, only the corresponding contact person knows. This confidentiality mechanism has caused many police officers who died in undercover work to wait several years or even ten years before they can disclose their identities. It can be said that they are a purely dedicated group, and rivets are one of them."

"Compared to other undercover agents, Rivet has a quality that I appreciate very much, that is, professional-level caution—maybe it seems cowardly in the eyes of outsiders. His sense of self-protection is extremely strong, and his handling of intelligence is very flexible. , and sometimes even prefer to let some of the crime go, rather than take the slightest risk of being suspected by drug dealers. Of course, this is not a quality we publicly encourage, but I personally prefer..."

Jiang Ting hesitated to speak, Yan Xie nodded to him, indicating that he understood.

"So several undercover agents were suspected of being exposed. Only Rivet has been lurking very well, and even had the opportunity to come into contact with Red Heart Q. The 1009 project three years ago-the case of the explosion at the anti-drug scene in the plastics factory was planned by Red Heart Q. A large drug deal, the key information was passed to the police by the rivets."

Yan Xie's heart moved, and he remembered part of the inside story that Deputy Director Wei had told him: "—Rivet sent an encrypted email to the police. After decoding, it was the drugs and illegal weapons hidden in the base of the ecological park?"

Jiang Ting lowered his gaze and nodded.

Countless guesses flashed through Yan Mao's mind. He knew that this question was very cruel, but he still asked it:

"...Then why did you temporarily call the police to the plastic factory before the operation started?"

The informant sent by Rivet made it very clear that the real place of drug dealing was in the ecological park, and the plastic factory was just a well-disguised trap.

As long as Jiang Ting still has a semblance of reason, he shouldn't send his teammates into this hell of death where several tons of high explosives are buried.

The night is thickly covering the sky, the crescent moon is hidden deep in the cloud, and the reeds swaying in the distance of the rocky beach are like countless grotesque ghosts floating in the dark night.

"...The police force was not dispatched temporarily, but was originally at the plastic factory, and the command vehicle at the base of the ecological park was just a bluff." Jiang Ting's hoarse voice finally sounded: "Because I don't believe the truth of this information sex."

Yan Yan was startled.

"Before the operation started, I determined through various channels that 'Rivet' had been sold to drug dealers by insiders."

Jiang Ting turned his upper body back, distanced himself from Yan Mao, and buried his face deeply in his palms.The tip of his blue and white nails reflected water in the moonlight, and the dark night blocked the slight trembling:

"After the rivets were exposed, I urgently made the opposite plan and led the elite police force to fully control the plastic factory trading site. But at the same time as the operation started, I suddenly learned that more than 80 kilograms of drugs were found at the ecological park trading site. It took me a moment to realize...that I realized..."

The rustling sound of the wind blowing through the reed field, the rushing sound of the river, the sound of the distant train passing the rails... It is intertwined with the hustle and bustle going back in time, mixed with the hurried footsteps at the scene and the shouts from the headset.

"...Group B is ready, repeat again, Group B is ready..."

"The sniper team at point A is in place, and the field of view is good..."

"All the firepower on the scene is in place, and the command vehicle is commanding the vehicle! Do you want to break in?"

"Please answer the command vehicle, do you want to break in?!"

……

No, don't break in, withdraw everything——

Quickly withdraw all--

Jiang Ting inserted his fingers deeply into his hair, and even his scalp felt the tingling pain from his nails.But no matter how intense the remorse and pain are, they can't reverse the established track that has happened in memory, as well as the tragic fact that blood and blood are flying everywhere.

He heard his own voice speaking into the microphone:

"Group B breaks through the door, take action!"

All the details that followed were repeated countless times in the nightmare, and even the time when the phone rang was accurate to the minute.Jiang Ting's soul was floating in mid-air. He saw himself wearing a wireless headset three years ago sitting in the command vehicle, frowning at the satellite phone, and then picked it up—he could even recall what he was thinking at the time: At such a critical moment, is there any important news to report from the ecological park?

Yes, he didn't know at the time that the bell was actually the song of the devil coming.

All the tragedies and crimes had their real climax at that moment.

"Team Jiang! Good news! The on-site operation at the Ecological Park base is over!" Someone on the phone said excitedly: "We have seized a large amount of drugs, which are being sorted and weighed for transport back to the Municipal Bureau!"

Snapped--

The satellite phone fell out of his hand and fell to the ground.

But Jiang Ting couldn't hear or feel anything.All the air in his lungs seemed to be evacuated in an instant. For several seconds, he didn't know if he had made a sound. When he realized it, he realized that his throat was completely hoarse:

"The operation is cancelled, all retreat—"

"retreat!!"

But it was too late.

At the same time as the roar resounded through the radio through the plastics factory, flames rushed into the sky, air waves toppled the roof, and the explosion overturned all the police cars around the scene!

"Team Jiang is back!"

"Stop him!"

"It's not good, Team Jiang rushed in!"

……

The burning walls collapsed and collapsed, burning in all directions, and even the eyeballs felt scorching hot.Jiang Ting stood in the invisible sea of ​​flames, as if from that moment on, he never got out of this heart-piercing purgatory.

Sirens screamed, approaching from far away.

……

"Jiang Ting," Yan Xie grabbed his shoulder and shouted in a low voice, "Wake up, Jiang Ting!"

At the end of the railway in the distance, changing red and blue light spots faintly flickered in the night, and the siren loomed amidst the sound of the turbulent water in the river.

——The Jianning police who searched along both sides of the river finally arrived.

“I was abducted from the site of the explosion by … and was held blindfolded for several months in a certain drug manufacturing facility. I could smell the chemicals nearby, but I couldn’t tell the geography nor the geography. I don't know what's going on outside... there were times when I thought I was going to die there."

Jiang Ting took a quick breath, trying to calm down the turbulent emotions. Yan Yan forcibly grabbed his wrists and moved them away, revealing his red eyes:

"Until the K of Spades said one day that they caught the police undercover trying to escape, I knew that Rivet didn't escape in the end."

Yan Yan stared at him and said in a low voice: "At that time, Yue Guangping was organizing police forces to rescue you outside."

"No, it's saving the rivets." Jiang Ting corrected bitterly, "I'm a traitor in their eyes."

"..." Yan Yan wanted to comfort him, but he couldn't say a word.

Jiang Ting smiled palely: "It doesn't really matter to me, but it's a pity that the police came too late. Before the rescue operation outside officially started, the King of Spades took me to the place where Rivet was held. Gave me a gun..."

Yan Xie could almost guess what happened next, and couldn't help but change slightly.

"...He said that as long as I kill Rivet, I can leave, otherwise I will die with Rivet."

Jiang Ting took a deep breath and tried his best to raise his head.

He didn't say a lot of words, and Yan Xie could feel it.But even the most resolute and tough-minded people have scars that cannot be touched and cannot be looked back. The blood is engraved deep in the soul, and there is no other way but to let time slowly heal.

Yan Yan reached out and hooked the back of his neck, and rubbed his cold and blue cheeks vigorously: "Did you pull the trigger?"

Jiang Ting shook his head tremblingly.

"Did you kill Rivet? Jiang Ting, look at me." Yan Xie pulled his face, forcing Jiang Ting to look at him: "It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter what happened, did you kill Rivet?"

As if the air had frozen into ice and then cracked, Jiang Ting's answer finally came out tremblingly: "...No..."

"It's not me...not..."

"It was you who killed him." Spades K whispered in his ears with a smile: "Remember, he died for you."

In the corner opposite the "prison cell", the figure was curled up, but his eyes were frighteningly bright.Even though Jiang Ting didn't want to see or listen, he did see it. Two words were clearly written in those eyes that were staring at the muzzle of the gun, and the same two words were repeated in mouth--

"shot."

Shoot, Team Jiang.

shot--

The rest is only in memory, Jiang Ting gritted his teeth and turned the muzzle of the gun, but before he could point it at himself, his hand was forcibly grabbed, and he twisted back to the front, and then his index finger was pressed and snapped off. trigger!

Gunshots sounded.

"He died for you," the voice repeated over and over in the back of his brain.

"No one will believe you anymore, no one wants to hear a word from you, the crimes and sentences so far have been written at the very beginning of the story—"

"Everyone wants you to be a traitor, otherwise, where would justice come in?"

The siren was getting closer, and the beam of the flashlight was swaying on the other side of the river.

"Everything can't be explained to people, because it's not clear in itself. The adoptee who took me out of the orphanage, the tuition and living expenses for several years in middle school, and the political examination materials when I took the OUHK; how did I start from drug trafficking? Why the group escaped, why they were not killed, why the bullet test that killed the rivets completely matched the traces of my gun barrel... none of these countless doubts can be explained clearly, my file and even my whole life can be found everywhere. The inextricable connection between the King of Spades."

"So if I were you, Yan Xie, I wouldn't believe a single word of the above."

The corners of Jiang Ting's pale mouth were slightly curved upwards, although his eyes were bloodshot: "Yue Guangping is dead, the rivets are dead, and all the details of what happened after the 1009 plastic factory bombing, except for the K of Spades, are only known to me. And Even if you are willing to listen to my explanation, I still can't explain why my fingerprints appeared on the door frame of Room 701. If I were you, the safest thing to do is to hand over Jiang Ting to the police."

Several beams of flashlights gradually approached, and the shouts of search personnel came faintly.

Yan Yu's eyebrows jumped violently.

what do I do?he thought.

do i trust him

Jiang Ting broke free from Yan Yan's arms, his body was a little shaky, but he gritted his teeth and stood up:

"At the Jiangyang County Hospital, you asked me why I refused to tell the truth. In fact, what I told you was all the truth, but I only concealed part of the inside story. The reason for hiding it was not because I was afraid that you would be involved in this troubled water, but because Because I don't trust you."

Yan Mo said angrily in a low voice: "I—"

But then he was interrupted by Jiang Ting: "I can't make myself believe in you, because I have nothing now, only this dying life is left. If you sell me one day, this I may not even survive until the day I return to Gongzhou."

Jiang Ting couldn't help but smiled wryly: "But I still have to live, otherwise so many people died in vain, who do you expect to collect this blood debt?"

The barking of the police dog was getting closer and closer with the wind, and at the end of the bridge in the distance, the hurried figures of colleagues appeared vaguely under the street lights.

Yan Yan looked back, and then decisively pulled Jiang Ting, trying to make him squat down to reduce visibility, but Jiang Ting forcibly pulled back his wrist and took half a step back.

Dark clouds cover the night sky from a distance, and the salty water vapor on the river bank is getting heavier and heavier.They just stood up and down, looking at each other. Jiang Ting's face was pale and expressionless, drawing a clear silhouette in the thick ink-like night.

Finally, Yan Yan asked: "Then what's going on now, what compels you to finally trust me?"

"..."

"Are you afraid that I will report you indiscriminately, so you have to do it? Or are you finally willing to open your eyes a little and see everything I have done for you?"

After a long time, Jiang Ting said slowly: "...I can see everything you have done..."

His eyes were still calm.He always has a way to forcibly suppress all weakness, regret, sadness and pain in a very short period of time, let the dripping blood settle in the bottom of his heart, make the spine supporting the soul scarred but hard to break, and move forward forever.

"I have never had family affection from my parents, I have never experienced love between a man and a woman, I have not even made any friends, and even friendship is quite lacking. If there is anyone who is closest to the position in my heart, that person is you .”

He paused, looking at Yan Yan: "But I can't let myself respond to this feeling... I don't want to lie to you."

Yan Yan clenched his palms tightly with his fingernails, breathing low and rapidly, he heard the snorting of police dogs running not far away.

"So Yan Yan," Jiang Ting said sternly, "You decide whether you want to hand me over or not."

Volume [-] [-] Murder of black poison