part-time profiler

After eating all the steamed buns in the suitcase, Yan Su lay down in the narrow cave.

It's not the time yet, Yan Yan didn't find him, he can't be sure whether the chip will be activated in the way he wants.

He can only hold on until Yan Yan finds him.

The cave was surrounded by policemen, and they surrounded him, making it difficult for flies to fly. In this situation, there was no other way but to gamble.

Yan Su searched his whole body, only a dagger was used to save his life, and a bright flashlight was used for lighting.

It was getting darker.

Yan Su climbed out of the narrow hole that can only be passed by one person with hands and feet. The police officers looked for him with flashlights, and the flashlight swept back and forth from time to time. Step down.

A flashlight swept across, and Yan Su's eyes glanced at the bright light, and he quickly rolled up and hid behind the boulder.

The flashlight swept over.

Yan Su lowered his head and put his limbs on the ground, the night wind was bitterly cold, he didn't dare to delay, he used the stone platform to detour around the side of the cliff with difficulty.

These stone platforms are of different sizes and uneven. They are stacked on the cliff, and the bushes are sparse. Almost all of them can only be used as a foothold. If you are not careful, if you step on the air, you will fall off the cliff and die.

It's not that Yan Su has never experienced this kind of situation, he has experienced everything that is more dangerous than this.

With a flashlight in his mouth, he leaned down and grabbed the branch, tested its firmness, then kicked his feet on the ground, and with a moment of force, he threw himself to the opposite stone platform with the help of the branch. The branch loosened and Yan Su's figure swayed.

He immediately hugged the protruding rock in front of him, the rock under his feet loosened, and there were few movements.

The flashlight quickly shone over: "Who?!"

Yan Su gritted his teeth, turned the brightness of the flashlight to the maximum, and threw it off the cliff.

The flashlights of the policemen followed the strong flashlight one after another, Yan Su took the opportunity to quickly crawl to another stone platform with a cold wind.

The bright flashlight fell into the abyss, the light turned into fine dots, and disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.

Yan Su climbed up the hillside and finally stepped on the ground with both feet. He turned his head and looked behind him. There were a large number of policemen gathered a hundred meters away, and the dense light of the flashlights illuminated the area into daylight.

"Boss Yan!—" A voice suddenly came from behind.

Yan Su's pupils shrank slightly, and he turned around suddenly, a figure was standing in the dense forest. Three seconds later, the flashlight came on, and Shen Jia's surprised face appeared, and she rushed towards Yan Su.

At the same time, the policemen who heard the movement surrounded them one after another.

Yan Su frowned lightly, then turned and walked towards Shen Jia.

Seeing that he was intact, Shen Jia breathed a sigh of relief, with a smile on his face: "Boss Yan, I have found you, are you not injured? Come back with us, the boss has suspended his job, and he needs you."

Yan Su looked cold, raised the dagger with his right hand behind his back, and pulled the scabbard away with his thumb.

The scabbard fell to the ground, and the blade reflected bright light.

Zheng Lin rushed over and shouted, "Shen Jia—"

"Yan..." Shen Jia's smile froze.

Three steps away, Yan Su suddenly became ruthless, stepped forward and grabbed her arm, spun around behind Shen Jia, and pressed a dagger to her throat.

"I kill people very quickly without any pain." Yan Su whispered next to Shen Jia's ear, "Tell them not to come here."

Shen Jia was stunned and forgot to react for a moment, allowing Yan Su to take her as a hostage and backed away slowly.

"You can't beat me." Shen Jia gritted her teeth: "Boss Yan... Could it be that you are really... the murderer?"

"No." Yan Su denied in a low voice, "It's not me."

"Then why don't you go back with us!? The clean is clear, you go back and explain clearly! The boss will help you, do you know that last time I saw the boss was very haggard, he was very worried, you know?!" Shen Jia snapped explain.

"..." Yan Su's dagger approached, and Shen Jia's throat slipped a faint bloodstain.

The people brought by Zheng Lin stood still, several black muzzles pointed at Yan Su from all directions.

"Yan Su!" Zheng Lin looked sternly, "Let go of Shen Jia!"

"We are friends," Zheng Lin moved the gun back into the pouch and stretched out his hands. "You help us solve the case. People in the city bureau trust you very much. We are friends. We have something to say." It's perfectly fine to say that you don't need to hurt Shen Jia! She has always believed in you!"

Yan Su held Shen Jia hostage, retreated very slowly, and retreated to the edge of the cliff where the police could not surround him, his breathing trembled imperceptibly with the night wind.

"I have no friends." Yan Su looked at Zheng Lin and whispered to Shen Jia in a low voice: "I'm sorry, go find Yan Yan and tell him there is a mountain village across the border to the southeast, go there and find an old man named Zaka."

Shen Jia was surprised, her intuition was wrong, Yan Su didn't seem to trust them, the police, but she believed in her.

Yan Su has his own plan and cannot tell anyone.Shen Jia turned to look at him: "Why don't you tell Brother Yan yourself?"

"Because the knife should be used on the blade." Yan Su whispered softly: "Tell him, Yan Su is waiting for him."

He let go of Shen Jia and jumped back.

"Boss Yan!!—" Shen Jia turned around and tried to grab him.

Yan Su shook his head lightly, put his index finger on his lips, signaling her to keep silent.

The night wind was like a turbulent wave, wrapping the thin figure of the young man into the unfathomable darkness in an instant, and Yan Su fell into the busy darkness without a trace.

"Search!" Zheng Lin roared, "If you want to see people, if you want to see people, if you want to see dead bodies!"

Shen Jia knelt beside the cliff, panting violently, Zheng Lin stepped forward, half-kneeled beside her, and put his arms around Shen Jia: "Are you okay?"

Shen Jia stared at the cliff in a daze, and Zheng Lin called her, "Shen Jia?"

Shen Jia suddenly came back to her senses: "Ah?"

"Yan Su, what did he tell you?" Zheng Lin asked suddenly.

I don't know if it's an illusion or something, Zheng Lin's tone seemed to be questioning urgently, she turned her head to look, half of Zheng Lin's face was hidden in the shadow, and the flashlight only illuminated half of his face, that familiar face, Even infected with a bit of shade.

Shen Jia shivered, subconsciously shook her head: "No, nothing."

"But I think you talked to him." Zheng Lin didn't give up easily.

Shen Jia shook her head, lost in thought.

Yan Su didn't trust the police, he suspected that there was someone among them... Shen Jia suddenly noticed something, and a string in his mind suddenly became tense.

"You can obviously resist him, what's wrong with you?" Zheng Lin looked aggressive.

Shen Jia remembered one thing, she and Zheng Lin were chasing Tan Liang, and she sprained her ankle on the way, why did she sprain her ankle?It was as if someone had pushed her from behind, and she never gave it a second thought.

Then Zheng Lin asked her to wait where she was, and he went after Tan Liang alone.On the way back to the Municipal Bureau, Zheng Lin, who can't drive, drove her personally and took her back to the Municipal Bureau.After Yan Yan was suspended, Zheng Lin became the nominal and actual boss of the criminal investigation team of the Municipal Bureau.

She never suspected it.

Why was he so eager to catch Yan Su——

The mountain wind blows the forest.

Shen Jia shivered, and Zheng Lin asked beside her: "Shen Jia, what did Yan Su tell you?"

"No..." Shen Jia lowered her head, took out a tissue from her pocket, and covered the wound on her neck: "He didn't say anything."

Zheng Lin looked at her quietly, and after three seconds, he stood up: "As long as you are fine, go back to the car and rest for a while."

Shen Jia nodded: "Okay." She got up, like a marionette, and walked back to the police car stiffly.

Shen Jia got into the car, took out her personal mobile phone, and tremblingly found Yan Yan's phone number. She avoided the surrounding policemen and hid in the corner alone. Shen Jia's hands were trembling.Who should she trust? !

Deep in the mountains on the border, there is no signal.

Shen Jia pretended nothing happened, got out of the police car, and said to a policeman next to her, "I'll find a convenient place, so don't follow me."

The corner of the policeman's mouth twitched, the roots of his ears turned red, and he nodded heavily: "Got it, Miss Jia."

Shen Jia held her mobile phone, kept away from the police car and other policemen, and kept looking for a place with a signal. She didn't pay attention, and a pair of eyes were fixed on her not far away.

Shen Jia finally found a signal in the open area until the policemen were no longer visible. She was overjoyed, and quickly edited a text message and sent it to Yan Yan.

Suddenly footsteps came from behind, Shen Jia didn't have time to turn her head, she stretched out a hand silently, covering her mouth and nose with a handkerchief stained with ether, Shen Jia rolled her eyes, dropped her phone, and passed out.

Zheng Lin supported the limp Shen Jia, picked up the phone from the ground, it was still on the SMS sending interface, and it had already been sent.

Text message content: Brother Yan, Boss Yan asked you to cross the southeast border and go to the mountain village there to find an old man named Zaka. He said he was waiting for you.

Zheng Lin raised his eyebrows, expressionless, put the phone back into his pocket, put Shen Jia on his back, turned and walked down the mountain.

There is a tent beside the river at the foot of the mountain. A man is fishing, with his legs crossed, a fishing rod in one hand, a mobile phone in the other, and earphones in both ears.

Zheng Lin walked over, and the man turned around, it was the flowered shirt that attacked Yan Yan at Deng Sheng's house last time!

The flowered shirt put his hands in his pockets, looked at Zheng Lin, then at Shen Jia behind him, and whistled: "Yo, your girl?"

"Police." Zheng Lin put Shen Jia into the tent and handcuffed her hands.

"So you found him?" Floral Shirt asked as he walked into the tent and followed him.

"I found it." Zheng Lin stroked Shen Jia's hair, smoothed out the mess, turned around and walked out of the camping tent, looking back at the flowered shirt: "Stare at her here."

The flowered shirt chuckled, and Zheng Lin stepped away. The flowered shirt put his hands in his pockets and watched him off.

After walking more than ten meters, Zheng Lin turned around suddenly: "If you dare to touch a single hair of her, I promise you won't see the sun the next day."

The neck of the floral shirt felt cold, and he dismissed the idea of ​​taking the opportunity to have sex, shrugged his shoulders: "Got it. Don't you want me to go with you?"

"No," Zheng Lin said in a deep voice with dark eyes, "Only I can kill him."

·

Without any clues, Yan Yan could only wander around in the woods like a headless chicken, searching for possible traces of Yan Su.

He found a cave, which Yan Su should have stayed in. There were steamed bun residues scattered on the ground, and the weeds at the entrance of the cave showed signs of being trampled down by footsteps.

Yan Yan stood in front of the cave, his fist smashed into the rock, his joints were broken and bleeding, his eyes were red.

Yan Su him, where is he?

The phone vibrated in his trouser pocket, and Yan Yan didn't care to check it. His mind was full of what to do if Yan Su was injured, whether he would starve to death, and what to do if Grant found it.

Yan Yan followed the footprints.

When bending over, the phone fell from his trouser pocket, Yan Yan frowned, and reached out to pick it up, the screen lit up, and there was a text message from Shen Jia.

Yan Yan paused and opened the text message.

·

Yan Su deliberately chose the place to jump down, where the vegetation is lush.

During the fall, he grabbed the wooden branch, and his arm suddenly elongated, densely packed with pain.

Yan Su gritted his teeth, grasped the tree tightly attached to the rock with both hands, his falling body was suddenly suspended in the air, Yan Su exerted his strength, and kicked onto the stone platform next to him.

He looked up at the sky, the moon was sparse.

Not much time left.

It was less than four hours until midnight.

Fortunately, it was very close to the border, so Yan Su trekked southeast along the river.

Across the col, among the mountains, there is a border mountain village isolated by a courtyard.

It used to be a drug manufacturing village and a cross-border drug transfer station, but now, the people here have almost left.

It wasn't that far from where he fell, and the cops would catch him pretty quickly, but to get here they had to cross the border, and they wouldn't come easily without permission, except for the guy who... wanted to kill him.

It was too late to say it, but the slight sound of bullets being loaded pierced his ears, Yan Su suddenly bowed down, the flashlight swept across, the guns and bullets flew past his shoulders, and immediately after that, they fired one after another.

Shotgun!

That man is right behind him!

Yan Su didn't look back, he lay down in the grass, and quickly crawled towards the dense grass under the hillside.

The man changed his gun, walked slowly, and followed at a distance.

Yan Su narrowed his eyes slightly.

Snapped--

The bullet passed through the calf, and blood gushed out. Yan Su gritted his teeth without making a sound, and still leaned over, one leg dragging the other, sweating profusely and crawling towards a big tree.

There is a wooden box next to the big tree, which is not locked.

Yan Su hid behind the tree, quickly opened the box, took out the gun, pulled the lead rope and threw it towards the person coming.

The glare was dazzling, and Zheng Lin subconsciously hugged his head.

Yan Su took the opportunity to raise his gun and skillfully fired in the direction of the police.

The bullet was embedded in the body armor, causing his chest to tingle. Zheng Lin spat and put on his helmet. The helmet was equipped with an infrared scanner, so he could easily find the other party in the dark.

Soon, Zheng Lin saw Yan Su's red silhouette, and there was someone beside him!

Zheng Lin put away the gun, pulled out the long knife on his back, and stepped on the dead branch, like the most vicious killer, slashing at his target with the knife.

Yan Su grabbed the old man Zhaka, and the two leaned over at the same time, the blade chopped off the big tree, and the century-old tree fell down and hit the ground heavily.

Zhaka picked up his gun and fired. Zheng Lin propped himself up on a broken log, jumped up in the air, turned over from behind the two of them, holding a knife in one hand, looking at Yan Su coldly like a dead man.

"Orphans are the easiest to forge their identities." Yan Su said lightly, "So Yan Yan never doubted you."

"No." Zheng Lin replied in a deep voice, "He doesn't trust anyone in the Municipal Bureau, except Zhang Ke."

"Zhang Ke is not one of your people."

"No, it's just me." Zheng Lin forced Yan Su: "Today is August 31st, you should die."

Zhaka supported Yan Su, and the two got up from the ground. Yan Su was injured on one leg and wobbled unsteadily. He grinned and smiled coldly: "You can catch me? Even he can't do it."

Zheng Lin raised his hand, and the long knife crossed Yan Su's side cheek, and the shape could hardly be seen. It flew over Yan Su's side face, and pierced the tree trunk behind him.

"No one knows that the deputy team of the Municipal Bureau is a well-trained killer." Yan Su showed no fear, and his tone was cold.

"No, you guessed it a long time ago." Zheng Lin slanted the corner of his mouth suddenly, with a sinister smile: "So you reminded Yan Yan the other day to be careful about the people around him. At that time, there were only Shen Jia and me by his side. Yan Yan could doubt it. There are only two people."

Xhaka suddenly threw a smoke bomb.

Zheng Lin stepped forward, waved the gun away, the two infrared outlines shrunk, and Zakala walked into the mountain village with Yan Su.

"Yan Su," Zheng Lin said loudly, "we compete fairly, look at today, God is on your side or mine."

He took off his helmet, threw it aside, and ran towards the place where the infrared outline disappeared.

Zhaka opened the passage of the secret room and sent Yan Su in first: "Master, everything is ready according to your instructions."

Yan Su dragged a broken leg and limped along the revolving stone stairs into the basement. Zhaka followed him and supported him.

"Grandpa is dead, did you know?" Yan Su asked in a low voice.

Zhaka nodded and said respectfully: "The old man's sacrifice is glorious."

Yan Su threw himself into the chair, and Zhaka came over with an iron tray, which contained tweezers, scalpels, gauze, hemostatic medicine, etc.

"Please bear with me." Zhaka squatted down beside him, pulling up Yan Su's trouser legs, exposing his shot calf.

There was a lot of blood, Yan Su's face was pale, his hands were trembling: "Have all the people here been sent away?"

"Sent away," Zhaka looked up at him, "Now it's just me and you here."

"Okay." Yan Su nodded.

Xhaka picked up the scalpel, looking puzzled, he seemed to have no way to start.

"..." Yan Su said in a low voice, "You don't seem to know how to pick up bombs."

"...You know, I'm better at doing business." Zhaka sighed, a little helpless.

"I'll do it." Yan Su sat up.

Xhaka handed him the scalpel and, by the way, the cotton cloth.

Yan Su took a deep breath, bit the cotton cloth, leaned over and slit his calf.

·

Grant receives a message from an undercover killer.

He wasn't surprised that Yan Su would go to that place. Yan Su's grandfather made his fortune from there, and he and the other two big drug lords were three legs.

Later, one of them fell down, and only Grandpa Yan Su and Mo Gan were left to fight against each other.

Grant secretly supported Mo Gan and also provided information to Yan Su.

All the information is true, except for the last one, that of Operation Golden Triangle.

If there is no Wei Jiyuan, Grant doesn't mind breaking an arm and burying Mogan, as long as his little pets have fun.

It's a pity that Yan Su betrayed him.

They clearly swore before God that they only have each other.

Yan Su betrayed him!

Grant gritted his teeth fiercely, and tightly grasped the silver cross chain in his hand. It was time for this chain to be tied back to Yan Su.

Outside the empty mountain village, Grant's mercenaries surrounded it in layers.

Just like in the Golden Triangle operation, they surrounded the anti-narcotics police who were closely monitoring Mo Gan's movements.

·

Yan Su's whole body was drenched in cold sweat. He leaned against the back of the chair, his limbs were limp and weak, and the severe pain caused his muscles to twitch like spasms.

Zhaka wiped the cold sweat on his forehead with a handkerchief, Yan Su lay on the chair with a bloodless face, opened his eyes and looked at the ceiling.

No one has been here for a long time, and spider webs have formed in the corner of the wall.

The calf was wrapped in thick gauze, and the blood still soaked the white cloth into a dazzling red.

Xhaka asked softly: "Painkiller, do you need it?"

Painkillers have addictive ingredients and will paralyze the mind, Yan Su refused in a low voice: "No need."

Zhaka unwrapped the gauze and reapplied the medicine to change the bandage: "Two months ago, I received your secret message and started to decorate this place. What are you going to do next?"

"..." Yan Su closed his eyes, his voice was hoarse: "Please enter the urn."

·

The nights are as cold as water, even in Southeast Asia, the nights are chilly.

Yan Yan was covered in sweat, he didn't dare to stop for a moment, and ran towards the southeast desperately.

He was running all the way, like Kuafu chasing the sun, chasing the invisible afterimage.

According to Yan Su's materials, that mountain village is the place where he grew up, where he spent his 22 to [-] years of age, which can be said to be isolated from the world.

When Yan Su walked out there for the first time, he returned to Ningbei and brought back the top-secret information collected by the Yan family for many years.

Soon, the Mogan gang was destroyed, and Grandpa Yan Su died.

In the Yan family, the dead are dead, the disabled are disabled, and in the end Yan Su is left alone, lingering on his last breath, with no relatives.

Yan Su and Yan Yan panted heavily, their chests heaving violently.

Yan Su, wait for me——

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