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The two chatted back and forth in the dark room, and the topic finally came back to Tong's second child.

Yan Yan suddenly said: "Actually, according to his nanny Wei Yufen, Tong Chongchun's character is cowardly, obedience is soft, it's really not like suddenly becoming a vicious murderer."

"Have you seen his photo?" Yan Su hugged the pillow, turned sideways and leaned against the edge of the bed, looking in Yan Yan's direction.

Although they couldn't see each other clearly, Yan Yan knew that Yan Su's big beautiful eyes were facing him.

Yan Yan stretched out his hand and hooked Yan Su's finger, his fingertips were dry and soft, like a frightened snail, he quickly retracted.

"I've seen a group photo of the three of Tong's father and son. It was taken about five years ago, and Zhang Ke took it from an electronic news magazine." Yan Yan put down his hand angrily, and recalled the photo: "Tong Chuanhua is full of energy, and Tong Mingyang is full of energy." , only Tong Chongchun..."

Lowering his head, as if he was afraid that the camera would catch him, he tried his best to hide behind Tong Chuanhua until there was no way to hide, then he raised his head helplessly and timidly, his expression full of panic and bewilderment.

Like a wild animal thrown into human society suddenly.

Yan Su lowered his eyes and said slowly, "He is Oedipus."

"Huh?" Yan Yan was curious, raised his arms to support his head, and tilted his eyes to Yan Su, waiting for his answer: "Ancient Greek mythology?"

"Kill the father and marry the mother." Yan Su changed his posture, leaned on the bedside, blinked his eyes: "I was deeply impressed by Freud's father-son theory... because what happened later almost confirmed it, what he said was true Wrong. Keep oppressing, keep resisting..."

Like his relationship with that demon.The darkness in Yan Su's eyes flashed away.

"In order to protect his authority, the father kept oppressing and castrating his son, and the son couldn't bear it, and united against his father. Just like Oedipus' father abandoned him, Oedipus still killed his father when he grew up, married Mother."

Yan Yan turned his head: "You want to say that Tong Chongchun resisted Tong Chuanhua in this way. Under Tong Chuanhua's long-term suppression, he broke out and took the road of killing people."

"En." Yan Su paused for a moment, then suddenly said, "Not only."

"how do I say this?"

Yan Su twitched the corner of his mouth: "Eastern and Western cultures are different. In Western culture, there may be talk of resistance, but our country is too old, and patriarchal authority is deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. Before the establishment of modern society, there was a feudal clan system. The patriarch is like everyone's 'father', and this idea has lasted for a long time and is deeply rooted in the bone marrow."

"From our eastern point of view, Tong Chongchun is used to being suppressed, and his performance is indeed cowardly, and he is unlikely to resist. He is too easily induced... Just like tonight, he can be moved by just a few words he."

Yan Yan joked: "You still called it a few casual words, you frightened Ke Zi, and he even asked me if you smoke."

Yan Su chuckled, "I heard it."

"Do you smoke?" Yan Yan asked.

"It's okay, I smoke occasionally." Yan Su replied in a low voice, "Before, if I didn't smoke, I couldn't get along with them."

"with who?"

"Colleague." Yan Su said: "There is a lot of pressure, so they will smoke two. Some of them are addicted to drugs, and when they get addicted to drugs, they tie themselves to the bedside and smoke non-stop. Later, the addiction is so heavy that the task is not completed. Died of lung cancer."

Those bleak and gloomy past quietly surfaced in the dark night, the mottled and broken old scene, the golden triangle full of blood.

No matter how time passes, it cannot wash away those deep imprints in my heart.

A body covered in cuts and bruises can be healed, but a heart riddled with holes is always soaked in the salt water of memories and refuses to heal.

"Many people died." After Yan Su said this, he seemed to remember something, and stared at the void with wide eyes.

Yan Yan sat up, grabbed Yan Su's hand, wrapped it with two warm palms, and said softly: "If you die in the line of duty, you deserve to die."

Yan Su nodded: "Death deserves it."

Yan Su let Yan Yan hold his hand, like a light and fluffy feather, found the leaves as a support, clearly hanging in the dangerous midair, but felt the heavy support.

"Hey, you said Tong Chongchun is easy to be induced?" Yan Yan asked suddenly.

Yan Su was stunned, and replied softly: "Especially the temptation of middle-aged men, if tonight is Wei Jiyuan's age, and I want to cooperate with him to kill, I think he will agree faster."

Yan Yan laughed, stretched out his arms and hugged Yan Su: "It's done, baby, go to sleep."

"Yeah." Yan Su turned his back to him, faced the bed, and fell asleep hugging the pillow.

Yan Yan crept up, stepped on Yan Su's thrown clothes, left the bedroom, and went to the kitchen to smoke.

In the dark night, the cigarette butts are orange and red, flickering on and off.

Yan Sucai was 26, and he was 22 during the Golden Triangle operation. He experienced defeat, massacre, death and escape, and experienced blood and darkness.

Yan Yan sighed with a heavy heart.

After a long time, I put out the cigarette butt and threw it into the trash can, and went back to the bedroom to lie down and sleep.

The next morning, Yan Yan woke up first, and sneaked into the kitchen to prepare breakfast.

Not long after he was busy with work, Yan Su woke up, rubbed his eyes and went to the kitchen door, watching Yan Yan busy to and fro.

Yan Yan came back to his senses and smiled: "Wake up, sleep again? Nothing to do today."

Yan Su was startled, leaned on the door frame, and said lightly, "Tong Chongchun will be interrogated today."

"Hey," Yan Yan nodded, "The province sent experts to inquire, and we just listen in."

"Where is the interrogation over? Shut me back to the detention center?"

Yan Yan put the fried eggs into a porcelain plate, put two small tomatoes for decoration, and replied casually: "Yes, the detention center will be closed until the court pronounces a sentence."

"Can you accept visits?" Yan Su asked suddenly.

Yan Yan frowned, had nothing to do, and turned to stare at Yan Su.

Yan Su looked serious.

"In theory, yes, such as lawyers and immediate family members."

"Where's your friend?" Yan Su said, "Can I go?"

Yan Yan was stunned: "Generally speaking, this kind of major suspect will not let unrelated people visit."

"Can you... put it in," Yan Su hesitated, "If a friend comes to visit him, let him in."

Yan Yan took off his gloves and looked at Yan Su wonderingly: "When did you become friends with him?"

"It's not me." Yan Su said with a blank expression, "But you'd better promise to let your friend visit him."

Yan Yan thought for a while, shrugged, and smiled: "Sure, but they must be under surveillance throughout the conversation."

"Thank you." Yan Su turned and went to the bathroom.

"Yan Su," Yan Yan called him suddenly, "Did you do this for Tong Chongchun, or..."

"For myself." Yan Su went into the bathroom.

The sound of water was in an uproar.

Yan Yan stood in the kitchen, confused.

All right, Officer Yan accepted this setting, Boss Yan has a lot of little secrets that he doesn't understand.

The interrogation of Tong Chongchun was over. At first Tong Chongchun tried to deny the crime, but he was obviously not a good concealer, at least his arm could not twist the thigh of the expert group.

Tong Chongchun talked nonsense for a long time, and finally admitted the crime.

Four years ago in a car accident in South Korea, he woke up but Tong Mingyang didn't. Tong Chongchun and Tong Mingyang changed faces.

After returning to Ningbei, Tong Chongchun asked someone to kill Du Tianbo who threatened Tong Chuanhua, and began to slaughter innocent women.

When it came to why he stopped committing crimes for four years, Tong Chongchun couldn't explain clearly, he just said he held back.

Until four years later, the victim Wang Juan was attacked again, but was caught by the public security organs.

At the same time, the Cangxi police captured Zhao Zhigang during the network collection operation and escorted him to Ningbei. According to the preliminary interrogation of Zhao Zhigang, it can be confirmed that he and Tong Chongchun are indeed accomplices in the crime of hire.

The victim's DNA was extracted from Tong Chongchun's crime tools, and the evidence is conclusive.

After the interrogation, Tong Chongchun was sent back to the detention center, waiting for the procuratorate to prosecute and the court pronounced a sentence.

All day long, Yan Su stayed in the remote monitoring room of the Municipal Bureau, staring at Tong Chongchun's monitoring screen.

Tong Chongchun sat on the iron bed in the detention center in a daze, motionless.

Yan Su held the thermos cup and frowned slightly.

When Yan Yan entered, Yan Su still maintained the posture he had two hours ago, staring at the surveillance screen motionless.

"Boss Yan," Yan Yan wondered, "you've been looking at it for a whole day, did you find anything?"

Yan Su raised his head upon hearing the sound and shook his head: "No."

Yan Yan sat down beside him, and threw him the marshmallows he bought. Yan Su caught them, unpacked the bags, and looked at them while eating.

"Someone is here." Yan Su put down the candy.

On the screen, the police from the detention center greeted Tong Chongchun, who got up and followed the police out of the room.

At the same time, the detention center called Yan Yan: "Captain Yan, an American came to visit Tong Chongchun. He speaks fluent Chinese. He called himself Antonio, and he was Tong Chongchun's friend."

Yan Yan quickly said: "Switch the monitoring screen and go to the visiting room."

The screen flickered and turned into a picture of the visiting room. The surveillance head was set at the diagonally above the visitor's side. From here, one could clearly see Antonio's tall back, and Tong Chongchun, who was sitting awkwardly behind the tempered bulletproof glass.

Yan Su's eyes widened slightly, his pupils constricted.

Yan Yan explained: "Antonio, an American. I didn't expect this to be Tong Chongchun's friend? An American?"

Yan Su was stunned for a while, then said mockingly, "My Chinese was first taught by Americans."

Yan Yan looked surprised and looked at him.

Yan Su stared at the screen intently and stopped talking.

Antonio and Tong Chongchun started talking, and Tong Chongchun was very respectful to Antonio, and he respected each other as a teacher.

Yan Yan picked up his mobile phone, took pictures of the surveillance screen, and sent Antonio's back view to Zhang Ke, asking him to compare the other party's identity information.

Zhang Ke replied to him: Boss, we don't have data on foreigners.

Yan Yan: For Tong Chongchun to be respected as a teacher, his social status must not be low. You can look for it on the domestic and international news.

Zhang Ke cried: Just a back photo taken with a door lock!

Yan Yan smiled: Screen the foreigners who have a close relationship with Tong Chongchun, and then compare the data.

Zhang Ke: ... Received.

Yan Yan: You idiot.

Zhang Ke: Huh.

Antonio has been speaking Chinese all the time, and he had almost no extra communication with Tong Chongchun. They talked about some legal issues, and within 10 minutes, Antonio got up and left.

This time, Yan Yan saw Antonio's face.

As if on purpose, the other party looked around and found their surveillance head. Then, the calm American looked at the camera and smiled as if greeting someone.

This man is not young anymore, Yan Yan quickly drew a portrait in his heart, he is in his 40s, hale and hearty, with green eyes, dressed very well, the suit and trousers should be a luxury brand, and his whole body looks like the head of a British aristocratic family.

Elite figures of American high society.Yan Yan made a conclusion in his heart.

Yan Su stared straight at the screen, his eyes almost meeting Antonio through the camera.

It wasn't until the police in the detention center urged him that Antonio looked at the camera and said softly, "Hello, Yan."

Then he walked out of the visiting room, and his figure disappeared out of the monitoring range.

"Yan?" Yan Yan was surprised: "Who is he talking to?"

Before he finished speaking, Yan Su, who was originally sitting on a chair, rushed out of the remote monitoring room, and turned back panting after running out: "Borrow the car keys, Officer Yan."

Yan Yan threw the car keys to him, and Yan Su ran away.

After a while, Yan Yan noticed something was wrong, and called the detention center: "Is there a surveillance camera outside your detention center?"

The policeman replied to him: "Yes."

Yan Yan said with a sullen face: "Cut the surveillance screen to Antonio and follow him closely."

"Yes." The policeman hung up the phone.

Soon, the surveillance screen cut to Antonio, following him all the way out of the detention center.

After Antonio walked out of the detention center, he didn't leave in a hurry, but stood by the side of the road, as if waiting for something.

Soon, a Land Rover drove in front of him. The driver rolled down the window and spoke to him. Antonio waved his hand and stood still.

"Yan..." Yan Yan gritted his teeth. It only takes five or six minutes to drive from the city bureau to the detention center.

In less than 3 minutes, Yan Su appeared on the screen. Antonio turned around and smiled.

Yan Su took two steps, Antonio opened his arms, Yan Su rushed forward, and the two embraced tightly.

——"In the beginning, my Chinese was taught by Americans."

——"I call myself Antonio, he is an American, and he is fluent in Chinese."

Antonio, Tong Chongchun's friend, Yan Su's Chinese teacher!

Yan Yan's pupils constricted. Among them, what is going on...

There were so many secrets surrounding Yan Su that Yan Yan couldn't ignore them. He clenched his fists tightly, and his eagle-like eyes caught Yan Su in the picture.

Outside the detention center.

Antonio touched Yan Su's head familiarly, with a gentle and kind smile: "Are you a policeman again?"

"Temporarily... help them." Yan Su asked, "Will you tell him?"

"No," Antonio replied softly, "just like I won't tell you his whereabouts."

Yan Su pulled out a shallow smile, his eyes were stern: "I must kill him with my own hands."

Antonio patted Yan Su on the shoulder: "I'm so glad you're not an American policeman, otherwise I would have been murdered by you."

"Teacher, you don't have to help him." Yan Su said seriously, "You can break away from his clique."

Antonio shook his head and shrugged helplessly: "Little Allen, you know, it's impossible, it's been 20 years."

20 years, even if it is not enough for the sea to turn into mulberry fields, it is enough for a person to lose all directions.

"I should go." Antonio took out a gilt pocket watch, looked at the time, and put the pocket watch away: "Goodbye, my friend."

Yan Su pursed his lips, his cheeks tensed, and watched him step onto the Land Rover, and the black body disappeared at the end of the road.

In the remote monitoring room, Yan Yan wiped his face and took a deep breath.

He dug out the surveillance video of the meeting between Antonio and Tong Chongchun, and carefully looked through it frame by frame.

Tong Chongchun was very respectful to Antonio, which he had seen before, and the two chatted about some legal issues.

And then...what's wrong?Yan Yan wondered uneasily, what did he miss?

At this moment, Zhang Ke sent a message.

Zhang Ke: Boss, it's been found out. Antonio, an elite American lawyer, has defended many wealthy and powerful murder suspects. He is known as an asylum expert for high-class crimes.

Yan Yan: What's the relationship with Tong Chongchun?

Zhang Ke: According to information, the two met four years ago, and Antonio came to guide the overseas legal department of Tong's company.

Zhang Ke: Antonio came to my country more frequently four years ago, but he didn't come in the middle four years. Until the beginning of this year, he came to Ningbei again. He lived in Ningbei frequently this year. He and Tong Chongchun are friends, forgetting to make friends...

Yan Yan: How old are you?

Zhang Ke: 43.

Yan Yan: How old is Wei Jiyuan?

Zhang Ke was full of question marks, and the topic jumped too fast: 42.

He says……

——"He is easy to be guided, especially by middle-aged men. If tonight is Wei Jiyuan's age and wants to cooperate with him to kill, I think he will agree faster."

——"If a friend comes to visit him, let him in."

The person Yan Su wants to put in is Antonio!And Antonio...is it possible to induce Tong Chongchun?

Four years ago, I came frequently, but I never came to the mainland in the middle four years, until the beginning of this year——

Yan Yan rushed out of the monitoring room and called Zhang Ke while running: "Can you find out Antonio's address in Ningbei and send it to me immediately!"

Zhang Ke was stunned: "What's the matter, so urgent?"

"Quick!" Yan Yan hurriedly urged.

Meanwhile, the Land Rover heads to the airport, with the latest flight back to New York in an hour.

Four or ten minutes later, Yan Yan arrived at Antonio's residence in Ningbei: a small villa with a swimming pool under the name of Sihuan Tong's family.

He showed his police ID, and the security had to let him in, but the security followed closely behind Yan Yan to prevent him from doing anything that would be detrimental to the residents.

Yan Yan ran along the path to the end. The doors and windows of Antonio's house were locked. Yan Yan took two steps to run up and crossed the wall with incredible agility. The security guard was dumbfounded.

Yan Yan circled the villa for a while, and picked up the stone bench in the yard. The stone bench smashed the floor-to-ceiling glass on the first floor.

The glass shattered and scattered all over the place.

The security system blew its horn urgently, and Ula Ula blared wildly.

The security guard was at a loss: "What are you doing?!"

Yan Yan looked sternly at the security guard: "Does this villa have a basement?!"

The security guard panicked and was stunned by Yan Yan's momentum, chewing his tongue: "Take... take... go down from the innermost compartment."

Without saying a word, Yan Yan plunged into the villa, found the iron ladder under the floor of the compartment, and entered the basement along the iron ladder perpendicular to the ground.

There is no dust, which means that people often come in.

Yan Yan took out his phone and turned on the flashlight. The scene in front of him made his scalp tingle.

The low walls are covered with pictures of the dead, with blood flowing, intestines flying, brains squeezed out of the skull, and eyeballs flowing out of the eye sockets.

On the other side of the wall, there are naked photos of women. They are all charming mistresses, posing explicit movements, seductive and seductive.

An American, Tong Chongchun respectfully calls him a teacher.

People like him are easily seduced by middle-aged men.

Yan Yan gasped, stepped back half a step, and kicked down the iron stool behind him. He looked back and saw a small projector.

Clearly a psychologically inducing environment.

It is induced.

Induce to kill! ! !

At that time, Antonio set foot on the flight back to New York, and before leaving, he sent a message to him: the second sequence has been completed.

Yan Su went back to the Municipal Bureau, Yan Yan was not there, he asked Zhang Ke where Yan Yan had gone, Zhang Ke shrugged: "I asked Antonio's address in Ningbei, I left in a hurry, I should have gone to find his home. "

Yan Su frowned slightly: "What did he ask Anton for?"

Zhang Ke shook his head: "I don't know."

Yan Su was sitting in Yan Yan's office seat, playing with snakes out of boredom.

The case was solved, and as usual, Officer Yan needed to treat him to a meal.

What to eat tonight, Yan Su thought endlessly, crayfish.

When he was about to get off work, Yan Yan walked in with a gloomy expression, without looking at Yan Su who was sitting in his seat, and packed his things by himself.

Yan Su stood up: "Officer Yan."

Yan Yan endured it for a long time, but couldn't hold back.

"What's the relationship between you and Antonio? You already knew he was inducing someone to kill you, didn't you?!" Yan Yan asked sharply.

Yan Su was stunned, and everyone in the office was stunned, all eyes were on Yan Yan.

Yan Yan's hands hanging by his sides were clenched tightly, the backs of his hands were showing blue veins, and his chest heaved violently because of anger.

"I..." Yan Su opened his mouth, "I don't know."

Yan Yan removed the police uniform from the seat behind him, turned around and strode out of the office.

Yan Su stared at him blankly.

When he reached the door, Yan Yan suddenly turned around with a stern expression: "Yan Su, I don't care that you have many secrets."

"But," he said solemnly, word by word, "I am a policeman. My duty is to defend justice."

"Even if you are a friend, you can't cross the red line." Yan Yan took a deep breath and decided to give him a chance: "Do you want to explain?"

After a long time, Yan Su smiled, his smile was a bit forced, and he shook his head lightly.

Yan Yan clenched his back molars, for a long while, expressionless, turned and left.

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