Breaking Through the Clouds

"I don't know, what are you talking about? What happened to Yan Yan?"

In the interrogation room in the early morning, only one incandescent lamp was on, and Qin Chuan was still wearing pajamas—a large short-sleeved T-shirt. The interrogator behind the iron table.

Outside the single-sided glass, Lu Ju, Wei Ju, Huang Xing, Gao Panqing and others crowded in the small black room, with several eyes with different expressions, focusing on Qin Chuan's puzzled face in the interrogation room.

The interrogator did not directly answer Qin Chuan's question: "Deputy Captain Qin, please recall again. What did you say, who did you meet, and what happened during this period from five o'clock yesterday afternoon until you left the Municipal Bureau in the evening?" ?”

They are all insiders of the public security system, and they are already familiar with this process.Qin Chuan rubbed the center of his brows, took a deep breath, and managed to restrain his inner anxiety.

"I was on duty the night before and didn't sleep well. I fell asleep on the table yesterday afternoon and woke up at about five o'clock. I caught cold when I was in an ambush to suppress drugs in the early years. I have some rheumatism in recent years. Yesterday's gloomy I feel very uncomfortable in the rainy weather. It happened that Fang team was in the office, and he took the medicinal wine and said that he would press it for me..."

medicinal wine.

Gao Panqing's expression changed instantly, and even Bureau Lu and Bureau Wei looked at each other.

"Medicated wine works for rheumatism?" The interrogator asked seemingly casually.

Qin Chuan said: "It works. Trauma injury activates collaterals and meridians. It was recommended to me by Yan Xie in the early years. Fang team pushed me on the elbow and cervical spine for a while, and I felt much better. Thinking that I might have to work overtime at night, I just I went to the tea room to make a cup of coffee, and when the water was boiling, Yan Yan came back from outside in the rain."

The interrogator cheered up a little: "What did you say?"

In fact, the conversation between Qin Chuan and Yan Xie has been repeated three times in the past two hours, but the interrogator still has to ask, and Qin Chuan still has to repeat, not even the slightest bit of impatience from everyone outside the single-sided glass .

Because this is the basic technique in interrogation.

Constantly repeating mechanical questions, asking out of order, picking out words and sentences, pros and cons... As long as a person tells a lie, there will inevitably be flaws; as long as there are flaws, they will definitely reveal their clues in repeated retelling .

Of course Qin Chuan understood this, and he was even more sure that he had become the object of suspicion, so he couldn't help but took a breath of irritability: "What happened to Yan Yan? Driving and call records..."

"Deputy Qin, I'm really sorry." The interrogator interrupted him coldly, "Please cooperate with our work."

"..." Qin Chuan let out that breath, clenched his back teeth, and repeated the conversation between himself and Yan Mo in the tea room word for word, even imitating Yan Mo's tone at that time, and finally gritted his teeth Said: "Then I went back to the office, is this going to work?"

The interrogator scribbled down the notes and asked, "Why did you go to the Criminal Investigation Detachment to borrow that bottle of medicinal wine before get off work?"

This is a key question. Gao Panqing and Huang Xing outside the interrogation room tightened their expressions at the same time, and their upper bodies unconsciously leaned forward—but Lu Ju and Wei Ju, who were much more experienced than them, only shook their heads slightly, and did not say anything. other reactions.

Sure enough, Qin Chuan was almost at a loss: "Borrow medicinal wine? What happened to that bottle of medicinal wine?"

"You just have to answer my questions," the interrogator said.

"?" Qin Chuan spread his hands: "Because the anti-drug detachment has run out of medicinal wine! If you don't borrow it, why don't I go to the pharmacy to buy it temporarily?"

It really made sense, even the interrogator was taken aback.

"What did you do after you borrowed medicinal wine from the criminal investigation detachment?"

"My elbows and shoulder joints were very uncomfortable, but Team Fang was no longer in the office, so I thought he had gone home. I didn't want to trouble others, so I applied some medicinal wine and rubbed it on my elbows for a while. After the massage, there is still a little medicinal wine left in the bottle, I think it is only two sips, so I want to drink it."

The interrogator paused while taking notes: "Do you want a drink?"

Qin Chuan nodded.

"It's the common sense of public security officers that some medicinal wines cannot be taken internally. Why do you dare to drink them without hesitation?"

"Because Yan Xie often drinks, we all know." Qin Chuan seemed to feel very ridiculous, "But I didn't drink it in the end, because as soon as the front foot was poured into the cup, the rear foot team entered the office and stopped me immediately -"

The interrogator's expression froze: "Fang Detachment stopped you?"

This time, the faces of everyone outside the interrogation room changed.

Raw black bubble wine is highly poisonous, and it is because the intake is extremely small that it did not cause irreparable consequences.But if Qin Chuan drank the whole two sips at that time, he would probably be cold by now!

What made Fang Zhenghong stop Qin Chuan at a critical moment?

"Yes." Qin Chuan nodded affirmatively, and said, "When Team Fang saw that I was going to drink medicinal wine, he suddenly became agitated for some reason, and came up and snatched the cup from my hand..."

Go back ten hours in time, to the office of the anti-drug detachment.

Whoa!

Caught off guard that the medicinal wine was splashed on the ground, Qin Chuan was startled, but when he turned around, Fang Zhenghong's expression changed, and he scolded: "Don't you know that medicinal wine can't be drunk casually?"

"But this is..."

"What do you know? Do you know the consequences of drinking medicinal wine indiscriminately? What if it turns bad and poisonous?"

"It's not possible, this is from Yan Yan..."

"Stop messing around with that Yan guy, he's not a serious person in his bones!" Fang Zhenghong seemed to want to say something, but he held back abruptly, and reprimanded: "You know people, you know the face, but you don't know the heart, how do you know that he is in front of you?" You are hot, will you turn around and kill you?!"

Qin Chuan told him that he was taken aback, and it took him a long time to realize that he was angry and funny.But before he had time to persuade Fang Zhenghong, he was interrupted unreasonably by the latter: "Send it back to the Criminal Investigation Detachment! Don't touch their things in the future!"

"Here, I'm talking about Lao Fang." Qin Chuan held the empty medicine bottle in embarrassment: "Seeing what you said, I've already finished it for others, so can I return a bottle of medicine dregs? Or I..."

Fang Zhenghong turned a deaf ear to it, complaining about something while turning around and going back to the detachment leader's office.Qin Chuan shook his head helplessly, put the empty medicine bottle on his desk, and packed up his things to get off work.

But at this moment, Fang Zhenghong also came out of the office with his bag in his hand, probably about to go home, when he saw the eye-catching bottle of medicinal wine on Qin Chuan's desk, he became angry again: "Why haven't you— "

Qin Chuan immediately surrendered with both hands. Fang Zhenghong glared at him, stepped forward to pick up the empty medicine bottle, and strode out of the office door.

"Then I left work and wondered where he left that empty wine bottle."

There was dead silence inside and outside the interrogation room, and various emotions such as shock, anger, and disbelief shone in everyone's eyes.Only Qin Chuan didn't know why, and finally asked the question cautiously and vigilantly:

"So... is there really something wrong with medicinal wine? How is Lao Yan?"

Director Lu raised his hand and waved to Deputy Director Wei slightly, and said hoarsely, "Ask Fang Zhenghong to come over for questioning."

At this moment, the door was opened, and Gao Panqing, who was standing by the door, turned around and stood at attention reflexively: "Team Yu!"

Yu Thu didn't answer, and didn't even look at anyone in the room.The muscles on her cheeks were tense, she went straight to Director Lu, and said in a low voice: "The inquiry of the colleagues on duty is over. Someone saw Fang Zhenghong throwing an empty glass bottle that looked like a wine bottle into the bureau when he left the Municipal Bureau." into the trash can downstairs."

Director Lu suddenly raised his head: "Throw it away?"

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hospital.

"Cough cough cough..."

The sudden cough in his sleep woke up Jiang Ting, and the next moment his head was held up, and warm water was swallowed down his throat, which quickly calmed down the convulsed trachea.

Jiang Ting opened his eyes slightly, turned off the lights in the ward, and the heavy rain that had lasted all night had stopped at some point. Taking advantage of the moonlight slanting in from the glass window, he frowned and asked softly, "Yan Yan?"

Yan Xie leaned against the hospital bed, his eyes glistening in the darkness, and he lowered his head and kissed the gauze on Jiang Ting's forehead that smelled of blood and rust.

"How did you come?"

Yan Yan didn't answer right away, his arm went through the back of his neck and hooked Jiang Ting's shoulder, and squeezed on the single bed again.After this action brought the two of them closer together, he whispered into Jiang Ting's ear, "I just finished lifting the water, and the nurse said that you have a fever, so I came to see you."

I couldn't see Jiang Ting's expression clearly at night, but under the close proximity of each other, Yan Xie could still feel a brief smile on the corner of his lips.

"You saved me..."

"No," Jiang Ting said, "I hurt you."

Probably because his tone was too calm and determined, Yan Xie couldn't think of anything to refute for a moment, and after a while he pretended to be relaxed and heyed: "What did you do to me? I didn't drink the medicinal wine myself, or you held it down." Can't I force it in?"

"You just say that..."

"Of course, if one day you fall in love with other little boys and want to murder your husband, and bring me a glass of poisoned wine with your own hands, there's no guarantee that I'll just drink it all up because I'm more sad than heartbroken, and I'll fulfill you With that later adulterer... ouch! I can beat someone!"

Jiang Ting moved one shoulder: "Who did it, do you have any guesses in your heart?"

Yan Xie pondered for a moment, then shook his head: "It's hard to say. I brought that bottle of medicinal wine from my home to the Municipal Bureau, and it was usually kept in the glove box in the big office. No one else used it except me. The last time I used it was probably It was the beginning of spring this year, and I don’t know if anyone else has touched it. As for the fact that raw aconitum wine will die if you drink it, I am sure that the bottle of medicinal wine is processed aconitum, and it should not be taken internally. questionable."

Jiang Ting asked: "What does the wine bottle look like? Is there any possibility that someone soaked aconite in it?"

Yan Yan, who is close to 1.9 meters tall, struggled to curl up on half of the hospital bed, so he bent one leg sideways and put it on Jiang Ting's lap, hugged him warmly in his arms, and said, "If it's aconite , It is very laborious to put it into the narrow mouth of the rice wine bottle. Not only is it difficult to be concealed and fast, but also it is easy to leave medicine residue around the glass bottle, which will become evidence for future investigations. So I am more inclined to sneak in the person who did it. The Office of the Criminal Investigation Detachment replaced my original bottle with a bottle of medicinal wine soaked with raw aconitum, and it was too dark to tell from the outside anyway."

As he spoke, he twisted his two jet-black eyebrows, stroked his chin with one hand, and made a rustling sound of stubble:

"If this matter can be checked by monitoring, it will definitely be cleared up. But the problem is that the city bureau's surveillance cameras only look at corridors, stairs, and conversation rooms. The confidential business detachment office is under the lights, so it may not be within the surveillance range... ..."

"Hiss," Jiang Ting suddenly took a breath.

"what happened to you?"

Jiang Ting was so engrossed in his thoughts that he accidentally tilted his head, and the injured forehead rubbed against Yan Yan's chin, and he was so painful that he couldn't speak for a while.Seeing this, Yan Yan immediately propped up his upper body, parted his hair to reveal the gauze, felt sore in his heart as if two little claws were scratching, and asked in repeated voices: "Does it still hurt? Call the nurse to take a look? Will there be any scars?" ah?"

Jiang Ting said impatiently, "Don't move around."

Yan Yan was only wearing a short-sleeved T-shirt, and then lowered her head and kissed the gauze, her hot body pressed against him restlessly: "Our policeman is going to lose his face this time, what should we do..."

Then he thought about it for a while, and he suddenly realized something, and his tone was subtly satisfied: "... If you lose your appearance, you can lose your appearance, and it's good to lose your appearance."

Jiang Ting had nothing to say, thinking that he was a normal person, and he really couldn't comprehend the inner world of the Golden Horse actor in the public security system.

Yan Yan asked: "If you lose your appearance, can you marry me?"

"..." Jiang Ting asked back: "Why do you hate marriage so much all day long?"

The two went up and down, staring at each other for a while, the night in the ward was quiet and silent.After a while, Yan Xie finally couldn't help laughing, the laughter was dull and joyful in his chest: "I said you don't understand."

Jiang Ting: "..."

"In the animal world, in order to compete for a female, two males often experience very cruel fights and killings, and sometimes even end up with the end of life and death. This is the instinct engraved in the bones of the development of nature and biological evolution, and it has been written in the DNA of human beings to this day. Li. Of course, we humans are relatively advanced primates, in addition to same-sex killings, we often pay more attention to pleasing the object being contested, and winning the approval of the object being contested is the final victory."

Yan Yan leaned his upper body down, almost pushed Jiang Ting under him, and looked at him jokingly: "So if you don't win the approval, even if you kill your competitors, it can't be regarded as a victory. This is our modern society. The highest law of heterosexual intercourse..."

Jiang Ting raised the hand that was not receiving the infusion, and covered his eyes with a smile.

Yan Yan forcibly took off his hand: "Are you listening to me? How do you feel?"

"You are simply..."

"How do you feel? To marry or not?"

Jiang Ting smiled and said nothing.

"Marry or not? Huh? Talk?"

Jiang Ting wanted to cover his eyes and ignore it, but his hand was held down by Yan Yan, the two struggled and shook until the hospital bed creaked, the sound was both embarrassing and heartbeating.After arguing for a long time, Jiang Ting finally had nothing to do and gave up: "...Marry, marry, if I were a girl, I would definitely marry you!"

Yan Yan refused to let go, and groped down with his hand: "What if it is not?"

"Let go!"

"What if it's not a woman?"

Jiang Ting was so helpless, he could only say for a while, "If you're not a girl, you can marry me, is that okay?"

Yan Yan immediately agreed, as if he was afraid that he would go back on his word: "Okay, I'll marry you!"

Jiang Ting couldn't hold back his puchi, and laughed and cursed, "Get out of here, old man."

Yan Xi was a bit unwilling to do anything else, but Jiang Ting forcibly pushed her off her body. She could only curl up her two long legs regretfully, and lay on her side on the hospital bed, murmuring indistinctly: "The dowry needs to be You can give me the number of how much to accompany you..."

Jiang Ting kicked him unceremoniously, "Hello."

"Domestic violence started before going through the door—what?"

"What happened to the bullet fired by the Type [-] pistol at the police scene in Jiangyang County?"

Yan Mao's muscles stiffened, and it took several seconds for him to relax slowly. He gritted his teeth and said a few words: "I knew that the one who betrayed the revolution must be Ma Xiang!"

Jiang Ting said coldly: "If Ma Xiang can hide those two tricks from me, he will be able to give lectures at the Public Security University. What's going on?"

Yan Yan couldn't hide it, so he could only tell the truth about the information he got from Director Lu, including the suspected gunman's mysterious death on the national highway, and the fact that the bullets could not find a matching gun, etc., and turned over from the hospital bed to touch He went to his mobile phone and opened the photo album in front of Jiang Ting: "It's this bullet, here. Fortunately, the bullet got stuck in the back seat of the Daqie car, it's God's will."

Jiang Ting took a few glances, then sat up suddenly, and took the phone.

"how?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Ting turned on the light, and a deep fine line formed between his brows.

Sensing something different, Yan Xie sat up straight involuntarily, and saw Jiang Ting staring at a picture in the album, followed his gaze, and saw that the picture was very clear, it was the metal lettering on the bottom of the bullet case and the silver primer cup.

Yan Mo's tone changed a bit: "What's the matter, Jiang Ting?"

"..." Jiang Ting's eyes flickered, he didn't know what he was observing.After half a cigarette, he returned the phone to Yan Xie, and said in a deep voice, "I'm going to Gongzhou this time..."

Yan Mao's temples twitched immediately.

"I said it was grave-sweeping, but it was actually to confirm some of my speculations about the package of new fentanyl compounds in the case of Hu Weisheng's drug production—if you have any impression, after we found this package of drugs from Hu Weisheng's rooftop, They were kidnapped by Ajie. After I came back from Gongzhou, I came to you because I successfully confirmed these speculations, so I wanted to tell you the whole clue."

Jiang Ting reached out and pinched the base of his nose, his calm side profile was reflected by the desk lamp, as if he was considering his words.

After a while, he pointed to the mobile phone in Yan Mao's arms, and said in a deep voice, "I've seen this bullet before."