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"Money... red?"

Police officer Yang Xiaofu looked blank: "Qian Hong's husband? Qian Hong's husband is called... What is his name? Wait."

Brought the files to open the files, Yang Shuhui scratched his chin stubble.He has been so busy recently, his non-mainstream hairstyle is even more weird, if it is not for his blue uniform, he would be a decadent young man.

"Qian Hong's husband is Gao Chao, Qian Hong's concubine is Ma Yong, and Qian Hong's lover is Bao Junfa. Now you say that Bao Junfa is Gao Chao?" Yang Shuhui pointed to the photo on the information, "Gao Chao is as thin as a stick, Bao Junfa One is like the two of them, they look completely different."

Yan Ji looked at the photo: "I'm just guessing. Brother Yang, you told me before that when Gao Chao went home with money to build a house, he found Ma Yong, a bricklayer in the neighboring village, and then Gao Chao went abroad with the snake head and never came back."

Yang Shuhui nodded: "Yes, this is Bao Junfa's confession."

Yan Ji asked again: "Where did Gao Chao go to work?"

Yang Shuhui looked through the information: "Gao Chao is not a regular migrant worker, and he is not registered in his passport, but according to my previous interviews, some people say that he went to... eh? The United Arab Emirates, it's really Central Asia, damn it."

Yan Ji sorted out one by one: "There should not be many people working in Central Asia more than ten years ago, and this kind of smuggling to work is usually carried out one by one. Is there such a phenomenon in Guanqiao Village?"

"I haven't heard of it." Xia Yao has been in charge of household registration and other trivial matters, and has the most contact with the villagers.

Yan Ji was even more certain in his heart: "Bao Junfa's ID card is fake, but ordinary people have no way to know the real '□□' people. Gao Chao knew the snake head and used him to smuggle out of the country. It is always confirmed through the relationship in Central Asia that Diver came to China, not through a formal study visit."

Xia Yao ate the jelly calmly, because she captured her bald head after turning on the internet.Yan Ji didn't read the email from Zhongya before she had already sent it to Ying Zhao.

Yan Ji continued to analyze: "I speculate that Gao Chao was working in Persia back then. For some reason or by chance, he met Di Fu, and then he brought Di Fu back to Guanqiao Village. They came back by smuggling. At that time, a foreigner Appearing in the village will definitely attract more attention, so Deaver secretly hid in Gao Chao's house."

Yang Shuhui flipped through a few pages, comparing the time before and after: "Xiao Yan, maybe your guess is really good. According to the investigation records I went to the village, some people said that Gao Chao made a big fuss not long after he returned to China. It must be The catastrophic flood that year helped these bastards, and everyone was in a hurry and couldn't take care of him."

Xia Yao interjected: "We are not a border here, and there are very few ways to smuggle people out of the country. Let me find out why this guy who smuggled people into prison in the past 20 years. You call Lao Wu, there is no way to hide in the village." It’s a secret, there must be rumors about it.”

Yang Shuhui raised his hand and saluted: "Hello."

Yan Ji quietly returned to the small conference room. The two rooms were next to each other, and the door was opened again. The three of them spoke without deliberately lowering their voices, and Yan Dengwo could hear clearly from the sofa.

Yan Ji sat down next to her and whispered in a low voice: "Based on the time, Diver should have come to China because of the cultural relic sold by the Nazis to the Parsees. The Parsees found him to study the cultural relics, and the relics point here , the Parsees built the Dianjin Pharmaceutical Industry here, and Diver came to China after chasing cultural relics?"

Yan Deng nodded: "□□ not far from ten."

Yan Ji yawned and rubbed his eyes: "This incident will not alarm the United States, right? I don't know if it has anything to do with Director Ying's father. Now that Bao Junfa is dead and Qian Hong is dead, I can only ask Di Fuck."

"It's useless to think too much. Since you're waiting, wait for a turning point or a crisis." Yan Deng casually sketched in his sketchbook.

Yan Ji complained in a low voice: "At such a young age, you can live or die with your mouth open and shut."

Yan Deng rolled his eyes: "Huh?"

Yan Ji discreetly picked up the document on the table, which was the information of Difoe's subordinates that should be handed to her before: "Hey, Difoe is a cult... Han Haoying is his driver? He has an excavator driver's license." Could it be that he dug and buried the container under Wushan? The buck-toothed girl was originally called Niu Qing, the accountant of Diver's first company."

A doubt arose in Yan Ji's heart, Diffe was meticulous in his work, and even prepared a scapegoat early.How will develop their own employees to do offline?It's not surprising, after all, those who sell insurance always sell relatives and friends first.

It's just that what Han Haoying and the others did was not open to the public. Once the kidnapping and trafficking are exposed, it is easy to follow the clues to find out Deaver.With Deaver's cunning, how could he not think that someone who has nothing to do with him should be responsible for dealing with those shady things.

Is it because of inexperience in the early stage?

"It's a pity that Han Haoying and Wang Xiaoping are in a coma, crazy and crazy, and Niu Qing is missing again. Otherwise, anyone who pries open their mouths will be able to bring Diver to justice." Yan Ji sighed, turned to the next page, and raised his eyebrows "Lu Yanqi? This person..."

The ear-piercing alarm bell rang suddenly, and then Yang Shuhui's voice suddenly raised: "What!" After a momentary gaffe, Yang Shuhui immediately resumed his professionalism, asked about the situation and hung up the phone.

His face was livid, and before he reached the door of the small meeting room, he called out, "Xiaoyan."

Yan Ji got up and walked over quickly: "What happened?"

Yang Shuhui said angrily: "110 call center, someone is climbing the base station tower."

Yan Ji frowned: "That Qian Hong?"

Yang Shuhui let out a rough "Mmm" and strode out with a sullen face.Yan Ji turned his head and glanced at Yan Deng, and the two followed Yang Shuhui downstairs and got into the car.

A few steps away, the three of them were half wet.Yang Shuhui put the tissue box back, raised his hand and pressed it, the car started, and two water splashes were thrown from the wheels.

The dog squatting in the parking shed watched the red Cadillac drive out of the yard, raised its head and let out a "wow" sound, and stretched out a big vigorous hand beside it, scratching the dog's chin.

The light of white lightning shone in the sky, like a sharp sword tearing apart the pitch-black sky, and the rolling thunder rumbled, as if the sound of war drums from an ancient battlefield was deafening, and the battle was fierce.

Yan Ji looked up, the world was in a haze.

Yang Shuhui cursed in a low voice and had to slow down.The wiper swings left and right, and the fastest frequency is also powerless in the face of this heavy rain.

Yan Ji thought about it: "Brother Yang, do you want to call Director Ying?"

Yang Shuhui stared at the road ahead: "Xia Yao will tell the director." He said something bluntly, his tone softened a lot, and cursed out loud: "Fuck, let me catch this bastard, fuck him for fourteen days. "

Compared to Yang Shuhui's anger, Yan Ji was more worried.

She looked at Yan Deng with helpless eyes: Is this a turning point or a crisis?

Yan Deng raised his eyebrows: Anyway, I'm going.

That's right, whether it's a trap or an accident, it's going to go anyway.Yan Ji restrained his mind, thinking about what would happen and how to deal with it.

Walking along Airport Boulevard, not to mention pedestrians, I drove a long distance without encountering a single car, only the faltering light of smart light-sensing street lights on both sides, occasionally flashing by.

Yan Ji leaned against the car window and looked out, the rain was pouring like rain, and the cornfield by the roadside was like a square black grave.Counting the time, we are almost at the base station tower.

The heart began to beat uncontrollably, and anxiety spread.

"Brother Yang." Yan Ji said dryly, "Who would come to climb the iron tower in such a heavy rain? Looking for lightning strikes."

Of course Yang Shuhui thought about this issue, after all, a normal person would find it strange: "This is the jurisdiction of our Qiwushan Police Station, and we have to go to the police. I know, don't get out of the car for a while."

That's what Yan Ji meant. Although Diver and his gang would not dare to confront the government to kill the people's police head-on, they probably could do it secretly by setting traps, killing people and setting fires.

The red Cadillac stopped by the side of the road, and Yang Shuhui picked up his mobile phone: "Why didn't the director call me. Hey, it can't be a meeting."

Yan Ji worried that Yang Shuhui didn't understand the danger of Deaver and his gang: "Can you contact the policeman? Why is he here at the base station tower in such heavy rain? If you are a little farther away, you can't see anyone on it clearly."

Yang Shuhui slapped his thigh: "That's right! The director also said that the person who called the police is the first suspect."

At this moment, a black shadow outside the car suddenly approached and directly stuck to the window.Yang Shuhui was startled and hit his head on the roof of the car.He drew his baton and stared out the window.

It was vaguely visible, there was a person holding a black umbrella standing outside, Yang Shuhui looked around, the airport avenue was open, and there were no other people or cars.

He opened the car window a crack and shouted loudly: "Who?"

The edge of the straight-handled black umbrella was raised, revealing a handsome face with regular features.Yan Ji was surprised, this person was the manager of the milk tea shop near Wang Xiaoping's house, a young college student who called himself Lu Yanqi.Could it be that he is Deaver's subordinate who doesn't have a photo?Lu Yan was only mentioned by name in the information.

Lu Yanqi smiled happily: "Wang Xiaoping's two children are at the top of the tower, you can go up or not."

Yan Deng snorted softly: "Two? Less."

Lu Yanqi seemed to understand the situation very well, and his tone was mocking and sarcastic: "Boss Yan broke one hand, but his tone was the same as before."

Yang Shuhui came back to his senses, unlocked the phone and moved his fingers, first sent a text message to Ying Zhao to ask for support, and then contacted Xia Yao to inform the nearest brother unit.

Lu Yanqi saw his eyes look down from time to time, but he didn't care at all about his rambling and delaying time.

"What's your name."

Lu Yanqi raised his eyebrows: "It's strange, your special case team hasn't found my file yet?"

Yang Shuhui said angrily: "Stop talking nonsense, raise your hands!"

Lu Yanqi looked happy, and said mockingly, "Uncle policeman, it's raining."

Lu Yanqi raised his umbrella slightly, and looked at the raindrops falling from the sky, revealing a trace of fascination, and in the midst of the lightning, a figure jumped out of the car!

Yan Ji held the baton in his hand, raised it high, and slammed it towards Lu Yanqi.The batons carried the wind to break through the rain and fell heavily——

"Oh!"