Breaking Through the Clouds

The next morning, seven o'clock.

Jianning City Public Security Bureau.

--Snapped!

The curtains were not opened in the director's office, the sky was dim and hazy, but the desk lamp that had been on all night was still on, reflecting the two transparent evidence bags thrown on the table.

Yan Yan wore a light blue standard shirt, three governor epaulets, dark blue police uniform trousers and leather shoes for a long time, with a rare serious temperament, reached out to pick up the two physical evidence bags and frowned.

It was a slightly rusted cartridge case and a twisted bullet.

"Can you recognize it?" Lu Ju asked in a low voice, standing behind the desk with his hands behind his back.

In an instant, countless thoughts flashed through Yan Yan's mind, like a computer CPU filtering a large amount of data in an instant, and the final picture was frozen at the critical moment when Fan Wu and other desperadoes were about to pounce on the village in Jiangyang County a few months ago. The index finger that resolutely pulled the trigger.

"...I don't recognize it," Yan Xie raised his head to look back at Lu Ju, and calmly spit out four words.

The space that the desk lamp can illuminate is limited. When Lu Ju stood up, his upper body was almost shrouded in darkness, and the eyes on his round face were particularly bright, fixed deep in Yan Yan's pupils: "Even you Can't even recognize it? Then let me remind you of the location, Jiangyang County—do you have any impression?"

Yan Yan put down the evidence bag, and smiled apologetically, "To be honest, Director Lu, I really don't understand what you said. Maybe it's because my grades in the police academy were mediocre. It has been returned to the teacher, it is really..."

"I thought that even if there was only one person in this world who could recognize this bullet, that person would definitely be you." Director Lu interrupted him, and finally he laughed, returning to his usual smiling Maitreya appearance: " You went to Jiangyang County to interrogate Li Yuxin in the June 9 serial kidnapping. On the way back, you met Fan Wu and the group who attacked the police with guns. You, Xiao Zhang and Li Yuxin were all shot. Afterwards, Lao Wei personally took Huang Xing and the others to the scene According to the investigation, this [-]mm Luger shell case was one of the physical evidence brought back at that time, and it was also the only one among the eight shell cases at the scene with completely different primer and firing pin traces from the other shell cases.”

Yan Mo's expression changed slightly.

"The warhead was found by the police from the Jiangyang County Police Station after they got out of the police car from the bottom of the river and found it from the gap in the back seat of the car. Preliminary ballistic analysis showed that the warhead entered the water after hitting the target, and just happened to get into the broken car window and got stuck in the car. into the back seat——if it hadn’t penetrated into the compartment, the police might not have been able to salvage the warhead from the mud at the bottom of the river for the rest of their lives, but because of this coincidence, it was discovered by us. Leaked."

"...Does this warhead have any characteristics?" Yan Yan asked cautiously.

"There are two places." Lu Ju paused and said, "First, it has rifling."

Rifling?

The manufacture of professional barrels requires high-end equipment controlled by the state. Therefore, whether the bullet has rifling is one of the key basis for distinguishing between native guns and standard guns.The bullets used by Fan Zhengyuan and Fan Wu all have no rifling, but now the bullet in the evidence bag has rifling. What does that mean?

——A standard pistol appeared at the scene that day, and it was even possible that it was a military and police gun!

"Second," Director Lu stared at Yan Mao, and said slowly, "Your blood was found on this bullet."

Yan Yan's eardrums slammed, and for a few seconds he was in a mess, sitting motionless on the chair.

"After interrogating Fan Wu, the confession proved my guess. The bullet at the scene was not shot from their gun barrel. That is to say, except Fan Wu and others who were hired by Wang Xingye to kill Li Yuxin at the scene that day. , there was another group -- or another gunman, and this one fired only one shot."

There was no sound in the office, and it was not time to go to work in the morning, and the city bureau building was still shrouded in tranquility.

Director Lu's voice finally broke the dead silence:

"The target of this shot is you."

Yan Yan slowly let go of the evidence bag, leaned back on the back of the chair, and finally said in a low voice after a long while: "I didn't notice at all that day..."

"The work of the criminal police may make many enemies, but I haven't seen many criminals who dare to take revenge on the leaders of the deputy provincial public security detachment. I haven't seen many criminals in the years since I was a police officer. Of course, less does not mean that there is no existence. You You come from a good background, you are full of confidence, and your usual style of acting is very tough. It is possible to make others hate you because of what you have done. Do you have any guesses in your heart?"

Yan Yan was silent for a long time, and said, "I don't know."

He turned his eyes away when he said these four words, Lu Ju seemed to see something from this subconscious micro-movement, squinted his eyes and asked: "Is there really no clue at all? - Yan Yan, you are not the kind I haven’t counted people in my heart because of something that attracts people’s hatred.”

Yan Xi repeated in a deep voice: "I don't know."

He didn't even change his tone of voice.

Director Lu nodded, as if he knew that Yan Yan would not say another word, so he stopped asking this question: "Have you noticed any abnormalities in your life since you came back from Jiangyang County, such as being spied on, Tracking, monitoring, etc.?"

In an instant, the silver Hyundai Elantra that appeared and disappeared like a ghost appeared in front of Yan Yan's eyes, but as soon as the idea came up, he was pushed back cautiously by himself, saying: "I haven't found anything about it for the time being."

Director Lu was noncommittal, and said with a "huh": "You must be extremely careful. If you can prove that this bullet came from a standard gun, or even a police gun that has been registered in the public security system, then the situation will become more serious. It’s quite complicated—speaking of which, I’ve already asked Lao Huang to compare the rifling data, all military and police guns must have rifling records, let’s see if we find any.”

Yan Yan nodded, forced a smile, and pointed to the two evidence bags: "Can I take some photos?"

Director Lu signaled him to take it easy.

In fact, this is basically useless, the warhead is already distorted, and the rifling and ballistic analysis also needs to be done with the help of an electron microscope, but Yan Xie took out his mobile phone and took dozens of pictures, trying to enlarge every detail of the image , carefully photographed clearly and clearly.

"I will ask them to carry out extensive investigations on the shooting incident in Jiangyang County to try to find clues about the mysterious gunman at the scene. Your personal safety is not [-]% guaranteed before this. In my opinion, you still Come back to work from tomorrow." Director Lu glanced at Yan Yan from the corner of his eye, suddenly snorted, and slowly picked up the big teapot: "I always have a feeling that the longer you stay at home, the more trouble you will cause. The greater the disaster!"

Yan Mao was taken aback for a moment, keenly aware of some vague hints from Lu Bureau's words.But when he looked up, he saw that Director Lu had already drank tea, and the big tea mug blocked that round and chubby face, making it impossible to see any expression clearly.

What did he really discover?

Or are you guilty?

"Go," Director Lu put down the tea mug and waved his hand: "I will explain this to Old Wei, so don't mention it to anyone!"

Yan Mao hesitated for a few seconds, stood up and nodded, forcing himself to keep a steady gaze on Director Lu, then turned and walked out of the office.

·

"This 9mm Luger warhead has rifling..."

"The target of this shot is you."

"The longer you stay at home, the more trouble you cause!"

……

Yan Xie opened the phone's photo album, staring intently at the bullet in the evidence bag that had penetrated his abdominal cavity.

The blood on the warhead can no longer be discerned with the naked eye, only the distorted shape reveals a hint of ferocity, and the heavy and cold weight of the brass can be felt across the screen.Yan Yan no longer remembers the pain when the bullet passed through his body. He didn't even realize that he had been hit. Now that he closes his eyes and recalls again, all the impressions that can come to mind are nothing more than two words: chaos .

Jiang Ting, who had just risked his life to be rescued from the bottom of the river, was on the brink of suffocation until the last moment of fresh air, exclamations, screams, gunshots, fear...all the chaotic details are tangled together, forming a bloody and grotesque scene. screen.

Where was the murderer hiding at that time?

Who is he pointing his gun at, Jiang Ting or himself?

If this had happened three weeks ago, Yan Xie would have thought without hesitation that the other party was likely to come from within the public security system, and that the person who intended to take advantage of the chaos to get rid of him, or to put it mildly, was Jiang Ting. The whole murder took three years. A continuation of the car accident on the former highway.

But since being followed late that night, Yan Mao suddenly realized another terrifying possibility——

On the day when the police assault in Jiangyang County happened, the moment he got out of the water wet, the bullets flew from the dark, but the gun was not aimed at Jiang Ting as he imagined.On the contrary, because Jiang Ting was close to his arms, the killer had to deflect the muzzle of the gun in order to avoid accidental injury, so that the bullet failed to penetrate the original target on the spot - Yan Mao's heart.

Spade K doesn't want to kill Jiang Ting, his goal is very clear, Yan Yan from the beginning to the end!

Yan Yan's pupils pressed into a line little by little, and suddenly he heard the voice behind him: "What are you looking at?"

Yan Yan moved his thumb, and the phone screen switched to current affairs news at the same time Jiang Ting looked at him, "Oh, this."

Jianning City's house prices rose sharply in the middle of the year, which was suspected to be related to out-of-town real estate speculators—Jiang Ting glanced at Yan Mao for a moment, and said nothing, as if he thought it would be interesting for him to read such news.

Jiang Ting is used to drinking Pu'er tea after dinner, but the first old Tongxing tea cake has been eaten up by him like ants moving house in the past four months.It was exactly the same as what Yan Yan had predicted. He really didn't have the nerve to open the second cake immediately, but pretended to make a bag of ordinary Pu'er tea every day. According to Yan Yan's observation, he should have bought it from the tea shop at the gate of the community.

Yan Xie didn't urge him, like a beast that could hold his temper for the time being, waiting for the prey to slowly approach, and when Jiang Ting couldn't bear it anymore, he took the initiative to secretly open the second cake of daughter-in-law tea.

"What did Bureau Lu ask you to go to the Municipal Bureau for today?" Jiang Ting sat on the sofa and asked after drinking a sip of tea.

That's right, Yan Yan thought.If this is an old fellow, he would never speak so quickly after taking the first sip, but a squinting movement that he may not even notice, which is secretive and enjoyable, like a feline animal that has the most aftertaste Delicious small dried fish.

"It's nothing, I just need to write a report on the suspect Buwei's jumping into the river and put it in the case file, and ask me to sign it." Yan Yan seemed to put the phone back in his trouser pocket inadvertently, and at the same time moved on the sofa, Next to Jiang Ting, he looked at him.

Jiang Ting had already taken a bath, his hair was black and soft, and there were faint traces of water on the side of his face, as if the water had soaked his skin.He was holding the steaming teacup in both hands, his fingertips were slightly red, he looked a little unnaturally at Yan Xie's close-up and undisguised gaze, he slightly tilted his head back and pulled the distance away: "What are you looking at?"

Yan Yan suddenly hugged his hands holding the teacup with his palms, stared at his face so tightly, and said, "I received a call from the hospital this afternoon, and Shen Xiaoqi woke up."

Jiang Ting didn't expect him to say such a sentence suddenly, and he didn't respond, but a little relief appeared in his eyes: "Are you awake?"

"Although I still can't speak now, the brain scan shows that there should be no major sequelae. If the follow-up treatment is appropriate, normal intelligence and mobility will soon be restored, and I should be able to go back to school within three to six months."

"That's good." Jiang Ting exhaled softly, and said, "Although this child has suffered a lot of misfortune, at least now it is considered a blessing in misfortune."

"There are many accidents and misfortunes in life," Yan Yan said while looking at him.

——This sounds very weird, especially when Yan Yan said this, his gaze was fixed on Jiang Ting's beautiful eyes, as if he wanted to look into his brain through those pupils, Jiang Ting couldn't help avoiding it again , Slightly smiled and asked: "What's the matter with you?"

"It's the same for us as criminal police. The daily work is very dangerous, and there are more accidents."

"..."

"What if I encounter misfortune one day?"

"Yan Xi, you are..."

"Will you miss me if I'm gone, dead in the line of duty? Or will you forget me after a while?"

"Yan Yan!" Jiang Ting withdrew his hand forcefully, and spilled hot tea on the sofa during the struggle: "What's wrong with you!"

Yan Xie, however, grabbed his hand and refused to let go, with so much strength that he was almost stubborn: "Let's get engaged. If something happens, at least there is still a marriage contract. After everything subsides, we can go abroad to register. Or It’s fine for us to confess in front of our parents and family members, at least leave a proof for each other, at least someone in this world knows that you and I are the real ones..."

"Let go of me first!" Jiang Ting stood up from the sofa, frowned and said, "Speak well!"

Yan Xi ignored it, clutching Jiang Ting's back tightly, and the veins bulged.This force was almost rough, Jiang Ting wanted to forcefully break free, but in a hurry, all the tea splashed out, spilling on Jiang Ting's bare feet and the carpet: "Let go, you're burning me! Yan Yan! "

The living room was quiet again, Yan Yan was panting heavily, his eyes were like a trapped animal, he stared at Jiang Ting for a long time in silence, and the muscles in his arms stretched.

"..."

Jiang Ting frowned and looked back at him. After an unknown amount of time, Yan Xie finally let go of the iron clamp-like hands while staring at each other as if he was barely restraining himself, and then turned around and went straight into the master bedroom.

After a few seconds, he walked out of the bedroom and into the kitchen, took out ice cubes from the refrigerator, returned to the living room, half-kneeled on the carpet in front of Jiang Ting, and wiped him bit by bit with the towel wrapped in ice cubes. Red insteps.

Jiang Ting was not used to this posture, and wanted to pull back his foot and sit down, but Yan Yan grabbed his ankle as soon as he moved: "Don't move."

"you……"

"do not move."

Jiang Ting stood there stiffly, watching Yan Xie finish icing his burnt skin, loosen the towel, and took out a ring from his trouser pocket in this half-kneeling posture.

It was the platinum ring that Jiang Ting had worn three weeks ago.

"This is the pair of rings that my father and I wore when we were married. After I was born, they changed a new pair of commemorative rings, and the wedding ring was left to me. Last year, I had nothing to do with these two rings. It was refurbished and polished, and I thought that in another three to five years, there might not be a chance for someone to wear it, but I didn’t expect to meet you in the blink of an eye.”

The night outside the window was dark, and under the bright light of the living room, the plain ring shone with a warm gleam after the years had passed.

"Can you accept it, Jiang Ting?" Yan Xie asked in a low voice, maintaining the posture of kneeling on one knee.

"..."

"If you accept it, I'll order another one according to my own size, as if we have an agreement that we can get married in the future, do you agree?"