part-time profiler

After the story was told, all three fell silent.

There was silence in the cramped room.

Every family has scriptures that are difficult to recite, no matter whether they are rich or noble, as long as they have a family, they will naturally have inexplicable troubles.

It's just that the Tong family is too cruel.

Yan Sumo was silent for a moment, then asked softly: "Then what about the boss, what role does he play in this father-son relationship?"

"Ah, Boss," Wei Yufen wiped away the unshed tears from her eyes, and smiled sheepishly, "Boss is actually not at home very much."

"The relationship between the two brothers is okay. When the second child first came back, the eldest brother taught him how to speak." Wei Yufen took a breath and exhaled: "But later, Mr. Tong hated the second child more and more, and the eldest child also distanced himself from the second child." gone."

"That is to say, the conflict between father and son is mainly concentrated on Tong Chuanhua and Tong Chongchun." Yan Su said.

"Ah?" Wei Yufen immediately realized that Yan Su directly said the name, and she nodded: "That's right. Mr. Tong is okay with the boss, that's it, but it's much better than treating the second child."

Yan Yan flexed his fingers and tapped the table with his index finger: "The woman you mentioned had sex with Tong's father and son at the same time, what happened to her?"

"I don't know." Wei Yufen lightly closed her eyes and shook her head: "You know, under such circumstances, it would be lucky for that woman to be able to leave Tong's house alive. If she didn't seduce the second child, she wouldn't have any of these things."

"Didn't Tong Er forcefully have sex with her?"

Wei Yufen's eyes widened: "This... I really don't know, the second child was only sixteen at the time. Anyway, the second child later hated that woman just like Mr. Tong."

"Because of this," Wei Yufen sighed, "Mr. Tong was completely disappointed with the second child. He was confinement at home, and he was not allowed to study. Mr. Tong became very angry."

"Tong Er hates that woman?"

"Hate it, why don't you hate it. Because of her, Tong Chuanhua even wanted to send the second child away."

Yan Su nodded: "Understood."

Yan Yan and him looked at each other, then looked at Wei Yufen: "We understand the situation, thank you."

"It's okay." Wei Yufen asked hesitantly, "Is something... really wrong in their house?"

"It's nothing. It's just that we are involved in handling the case, and the case must be kept secret, please understand." Yan Yan said politely.

"Oh, it's nothing, it's nothing." Wei Yufen waved her hand: "Poor two children."

The two walked out of the children's welfare home.

The sun was shining brightly before, but now the sky is cloudy, and thick clouds drifting from nowhere engulfed the blue sky, casting shade and gray on the earth.

Yan Yan with his arms akimbo: "Boss Yan, what do you think?"

Yan Su asked softly: "If the conflict between father and son is concentrated on Tong Chuanhua and Tong Chongchun, what role will Tong Mingyang play in it?"

old question.

Yan Yan frowned, this was also where he was puzzled.

Combining the information left by Du Tianbo and Wei Yufen's narration, we can see multiple criminal elements.

Psychological motivation, reality drive, and even the choice of the target of the crime.

But the important factors point to Tong Chongchun, who became a vegetable four years ago, rather than Tong Mingyang, who seems insignificant.

The mystery seems to be dissipated, revealing the outline of the truth, but the last trace of fog is still stubbornly lingering.

"How about going to see Tong Chongchun first." Yan Su suggested, "He seems to have been in a nursing home."

Yan Yan took out his mobile phone and looked at it twice: "There is a private nursing home in the southern suburbs of northern Ning, which is quite far from the city. That nursing home is owned by Tong's family."

Zhang Ke sent a message that Tong Mingyang went abroad last night and is currently in the United States, saying that he went to discuss business.

"It ran quite fast." Yan Yan replied to the news, asked the technical detective to keep an eye on it, and at the same time secretly contacted the US police.

The two returned to the car and were about to drive to the nursing home.

Yan Su suddenly said: "Let me drive."

Yan Yan was stunned, and looked back at him.

Yan Su dodged his eyes a little, and said in a low voice, "You are also tired after going back and forth by high speed for two consecutive days."

Yan Yan's ultra-long reflex arc finally reacted, and a small spark of joy surged in his heart. Does Boss Yan care about him?

Yo yo yo!

Officer Yan was in a good mood instantly, and handed the car keys to Yan Su: "Then I will trouble Boss Yan."

In fact, Yan Su's driving skills were beyond Yan Yan's expectations, and completely inconsistent with Yan Su's white chicken appearance. Yan Su drove with a bit of reckless drive, but was very stable.

When Yan Su overtook another car from the gap between the two workshops for the third time, Yan Yan even began to wonder if Boss Yan had ever driven a difficult racing car.

Then Officer Yan suddenly realized that Boss Yan didn't feel sorry for him because he was tired from driving, so he drove by himself, but——

He drives too slowly...

Within 10 minutes, Yan Su had already got off the elevated mountain road and entered the nursing home in the forest.

The land of the nursing home was developed by Tong Chuanhua when Tong Chuanhua was still alive. It was originally planned to be built into a mountain resort. This land has beautiful mountains and rivers and excellent scenery, which is very suitable for city people to rest and escape the summer heat in their spare time.

But later, Tong Chuanhua took over to build a nursing home. Apart from the inconvenient transportation, all other facilities are available.

In the past two years, the government has expanded urban planning and construction, and bus routes have been opened to this place, so the last problem of inconvenient transportation has been easily solved.

"It's really suitable for recuperation." Yan Yan got out of the car and slammed the door.

Yan Su handed him the car keys, Yan Yan smiled and shrugged: "Take it."

Yan Su didn't say anything, and threw the car keys into his pocket.

Singing birds and fragrant flowers, gurgling streams, and occasionally one or two high-pitched cicadas singing in the gaps between the emerald green leaves add to the tranquility.

The two walked along the cement road at the entrance, and within a few minutes they arrived at the gate of the nursing home. The guard asked their identities, and Yan Yan directly showed his police ID.

Most of the time, a police card is equivalent to a universal pass.

The guard let them in, watched them go away, and then lowered his head to call Tong Mingyang's secretary.

The two went straight to the intensive care unit where Tong Chongchun slept peacefully.

The nurse checked Tong Chongchun's physical signs, and was about to leave when Yan Yan and Yan Su came in.

The nurse stayed by and watched quietly.

Yan Su watched Tong Chongchun carefully, Yan Yan casually asked the nurse: "He hasn't woken up in the past four years?"

The nurse shook her head and said honestly, "I don't know about this. I have only been here for two months."

"Oh, so, thank you."

Yan Yanbu turned back to Yan Su's side, and asked in a low voice, "What can you see?"

Lying on the light blue hospital bed was the second child of the Tong family, the poor child who was brutally suppressed by his father in the story Wei Yufen told.

Tong Chongchun, male, Han nationality, 28 years old, was brought back to Ningbei by his father Tong Chuanhua when he was seven years old. Four years ago, when he was 24 years old, he went to South Korea with his elder brother Tong Mingyang to discuss cooperation. An accidental car accident left him in a coma.

"Birthmark." Yan Su said suddenly.

Yan Yan's eyes froze, he stepped forward, grabbed the hem of Tong Zhongchun's clothes, and opened them fiercely.

There is nothing on the wheat-colored skin.

Yan Yan turned his head to look at Yan Su, the dark light in Yan Su's eyes floated, and the two looked at each other.

at the same time--

boom.

wow.

A bullet with a diameter of 9mm came through the air and smashed through the window.

"Ah—" the nurse screamed loudly.

The bullet bounced off the wall and pierced, as if it had eyes, and penetrated into her head in an instant, and a circle of blood splashed out of the hole.

"Boss Yan!" Yan Yan shouted, "Run!"

Yan Su didn't say a word, Sa Yazi ran out of the ward, Yan Yan pulled out the Type 5.4 from the holster to cover Yan Su's exit from the ward, and the two ran wildly in the corridor.

Yan Su panted while running, "The bullet penetrated the window from bottom to top and bounced off the ceiling. The shooter was downstairs. There are hillsides around, which are very suitable for hiding snipers. It's best not to approach easily. window……"

Before the words fell, several consecutive glass shattering sounds sounded in my ears, like dominoes being toppled.

"Strafing, more than one person, they have sufficient firepower." Yan Yan widened his eyes, and rushed towards Yan Su, almost 0.01 seconds later, the projectile grazed the shirt, smashed into the wall hard, and the wall shattered.

Dust is everywhere.

There are only two of them and one gun!

Yan Su coughed repeatedly, Yan Yan grabbed his arm and hugged him: "Can you run?"

Yan Su took a breath and nodded, Yan Yan supported him: "Let's go!"

The two rushed into the safe passage with their waists down. There were no windows in the stairwell, and they were temporarily in a safe and closed state.

Without saying a word, Yan Yan quickly tore off the bulletproof vest with both hands, and put it on Yan Su's body regardless.

Yan Su pushed him away, eyes stern: "What are you doing?"

"Put it on!" Yan Yan didn't have time to explain to him, and urged: "Hurry up!"

Yan Su frowned.

Yan Yan hugged his head, patted his forehead, and said softly: "Hey, baby, just put it on for me."

Yan Su gritted his teeth, grabbed the body armor and put it on, Yan Yan stared at his ashen forehead, feeling turbulent in his heart.

Damn it, Officer Yan, the straight man of steel, thought to himself, I'm so kissed!

"Next time..." Yan Yan gasped for breath: "I will also equip you with equipment."

The main reason is that it has been a long time since I have seen such a bold and arrogant criminal. This level of firepower usually needs to be dealt with jointly by the armed police and special police.

"Where are you going, baby." Yan Yan didn't have a clue, and he could still tease him in this situation.

Yan Su looked downstairs, he didn't have the same experience as this rascal.

Downstairs, the heavy leather boots stepped on the concrete floor, making a loud bang.

high speed.

Going down must be surrounded by heavy siege, going up...Yan Su thought in his mind, this is the third floor, the sanatorium is built on a high ground, surrounded by low hillsides, the height of the third floor is comparable to the hillside, it is difficult for snipers to aim.

At least the threat hidden in the dark can be minimized.

Yan Su said decisively: "Go up, have you asked for help?"

Yan Yan just closed the phone and spat: "Damn, there is no signal."

The siege is approaching!

Yan Yan grabbed Yan Su, and the two ran up the stairs.

During the running, something flashed by, Yan Su suddenly turned around, something was wrong.

In the corridor, the bullet cracked its casing, the light was dazzling, and the casing collapsed to the ground, like dancing glass beads, spinning, refracting the trajectory of sunlight.

There are patterns on the shell case!

Yan Su paused, thorns and flowers.Familiar and distant thorn flowers.

The heart suddenly tightened, and the images in the desert were mottled, as if the old wall was cracked, revealing the blood-red brick cracks underneath, and the thorn flowers blooming in the desert were pale.

"Boss Yan?" Yan Yan sensed that his expression was wrong, Yan Su grabbed his sleeve, his hand was tense, with veins stretched out.

"It's not...it's not the Tong family...it's...he..." Yan Su gasped intermittently, his amber eyes revealed terrible fear, as if instantly covered with ancient dust.

"Yan Su!" Yan Yan put his arms around his shoulders, forcing him to recover.

"You go down..." Yan Su woke up suddenly, he looked at Yan Yan: "You go down, he is here to catch me, you run."

"What? Who?!" Yan Yan raised his gun: "Who arrested you?"

Yan Su's cheeks tightened, and he lowered his voice, "Run away, I won't die."

"I can't fucking leave you behind!" Yan Yan vetoed: "The proposal is void!"

Yan Su was silent, and after a while, he quickly said, "How much firepower can your car carry?"

"Small and medium TN.T is no problem."

"You drive." Yan Su handed him the car keys: "I'll wait for you."

Yan Yan stared at his eyes, Yan Su's eyes were bright.

Yan Yan opened his mouth, and after a while, he took the key, threw the gun to Yan Su, and ran downstairs.

Troubled.

·

Behind the forest not far away, a tall man with a back is holding a pocket watch.

The pocket watch was gilded all over, with complicated emblems engraved on the case, and a vague thorn flower on the back.

The hands of the watch turned and ticked lightly.

·

Yan Su ran to the end and almost lost his strength.

Thanks to that person, after his body was crippled four years ago, his body has been getting worse day by day.

Yan Su gritted his teeth, his eyes flashed fiercely, his eyes were slightly congested and red, and he rushed into the corridor.

The gunshots were loud.

Yan Su didn't turn his head back, and sneaked into the laboratory on the fifth floor. He quickly looked around, cabinets, liquids, medicine powder, various experimental instruments, walls and an iron door, which was unlocked.

What exactly does the Tong family do in the nursing home? Why is there such a large and complete physical and chemical laboratory? !

A pungent smell rushed into his nostrils.

When Yan Su was an anti-narcotics policeman, this smell was so familiar that it was engraved in his bones.

The three generations of their family have died and crippled for this thing!

"Fuck." Yan Su couldn't help swearing, followed the smell, and kicked open the iron door.

In the simple and empty concrete room, plastic buckets are filled with brown-yellow water materials, connected by pipelines, and the reaction kettle hums on the huge glass inverted tank, and the ventilation fan continuously sends the odor into the large filter.There were sacks piled in the corners, and each sack was full of things.

Yan Su guessed what it was almost instantly.

He ran over, picked up the wire on the ground, poked a hole fiercely, and tore it open. The brown hay rushed out like a devil waiting to be released.

Ephedra. Yellow grass, production and extraction of ephedrine, used for direct production of methamphetamine.

When Yan Su turned around, large bundles of ephedra grass were quietly piled up.

The Golden Triangle operation has never eradicated this demon once and for all. The demon is immortal, lurking in the shadows of people's hearts, always waiting to return to the world.

No amount of blood spilled could satisfy it.

Yan Su supported the wall and stood up, suddenly feeling dizzy.

He shook his head, gritted his teeth and held the gun, and walked out of the cement room.

The most urgent task is to escape first.

Yan Su quickly searched for the available materials in the laboratory, a large amount of concentrated nitric acid, concentrated sulfuric acid, benzene liquid, toluene, absorbent cotton...the materials are quite complete.

Yan Su conveniently tore off the gloves hanging on the wall, quickly mixed the acid in the laboratory, and then sent the mixed acid and usable benzene-containing substances into the reactor with a small cart. He closed the lid of the reactor, turned off the refrigeration and air conditioner, and started Reactor.

The room temperature rises rapidly.Sweat dripped from Yan Su's forehead.

Mercenaries in camouflage uniforms rushed in, and the heat almost drove them back.

Yan Su stood in the cement room, behind him was the buzzing reactor, the sound was particularly unsettling, like a hidden bomb.

"Nitration reaction." Yan Su was approached by several guns, he raised his hands, stepped back slowly, and approached the ventilation bellows calmly.

The cover of the bellows has been disassembled, allowing a single person to pass through.

"High school chemistry in the mainland." Yan Su twitched the corner of his mouth: "Exothermic reaction. The quality of this reactor is not very good. If you shoot it, it will explode in an instant, and the whole building will be lost."

Out of the corner of Yan Su's eyes, he swept across the reaction kettle, the temperature rose sharply, and the sour smell in the air became more and more intense.

Several mercenaries met their eyes, put away their guns, and grabbed Yan Su with their bare hands.

Yan Su kicked the small cart in front of him, stopped the two who rushed forward first, put his legs through the bellows, and slid down with the help of gravity.

At the same time, the reactor made an ominous sound before it exploded.

Yan Su spread his feet, kicked on the ventilation duct, and took out a glass bottle from his pocket, which was prepared with concentrated salt and nitric acid, aqua regia.

This kind of ventilation pipe is generally difficult to be corroded, if even the aqua regia can't be opened, he will declare coolness here today.Yan Su gritted his teeth, pulled out the plug, and poured aqua regia along the pipe connection.

A ray of light penetrated through the gap.

Yan Su didn't have time to rejoice, wrapped it in a thick plastic bag, raised his elbow and smashed open the ventilation pipe, the sky was bright.

Yan Su's body was covered with sweat, mixed with mud, and his face was disheveled.

Not far away, a black Mercedes-Benz drifted on the concrete road, ignoring the guards' obstruction, like a beast ready to go, the engine roared, smashed the iron gate with a roar, and rushed towards Yan Su's position.

Yan Su grinned and smiled, hugging the pipe with both hands, the sour and hot air blasted against his face.

Immediately afterwards, like a vigorous wild leopard, its flexible body arched at an incredible angle, and its feet kicked against the wall.

"Yan Yan!" Feng Zhong yelled, and with the help of the reaction force from kicking off the wall, the young man jumped out in the air.

At the same moment, the building exploded, bricks and tiles splashed everywhere, flames filled the sky, and the whole earth trembled.

In a matter of milliseconds, Da Ben rushed under Yan Su, Yan Yan kicked the car door, stretched out his strong arms, his muscles tensed, as if infinite power exploded at the same time.

The embarrassed Yan Jinghua took the opportunity to fall into his arms.

The author has something to say: bosses always have to be a little more gorgeous when they appear on the stage hhh

Kiss, kiss, rounding up is talking =w=

ps My dog ​​blood abuse article, I have changed it five times, with a cold face, jj just won’t let me go, it’s too much