Chapter 25

If it was said that Jiang Pai's "drug use" was the most frightened ten seconds in his life, then now, it is the most tested man with a responsible, responsible, and professional literacy. Essence

Yan Yan tried to restrain Jiang's hand, forcing him to throw the headset out of the car and then crushed the urge to crush it twenty times, because the restraint was too hard to cause the cheek muscles to be a bit stiff: "... wash ... wash Did you pass it? "

"?" Jiang Shun said: "I thought this kind of electronic equipment was broken."

Yan Yan: "..."

The two looked at each other for a long time, Jiang Pu was a little impatient: "Do you want it?"

Yan Yan raised his arms in an inch, and his fingers couldn't help shaking. He forced himself to twist the edge of the sealed bag with the strength of the bone festival, and quickly stuffed it into the pants bag. The ringing of the ring and the total ten kg C4.

Jiang stopped thinking about it, and couldn't think of what the reason he performed, so he asked, "You have cleanliness? People with cleanliness can't be the criminal police officer."

Yan Yan pulled a smile like a cramp: "No, no, that, the case is too stressful."

"Don't worry too much."

Yan Yan was also subconsciously immersed in the panic that C4 was about to explode: "What?"

"... Are you really okay today?" Jiang stopped frowning: "I said don't worry, Hu Weizheng died, and this case could be broken soon."

Yan Yan stared at him innocently.

In such eyes, Jiang Po finally became very helpless. After looking at it, he asked, "You don't eat."

"Ah? Well, no?"

"You invite me to eat," Jiang stopped the car and said, "To sum up all the clues to so far."

One shelter, box.

The waiter took the function watch returned from Jiang Po, turned around, and Yan Yan said that the words just stopped just now:

"——The things after things are passed. The records of the police platform show that the Yili Road Police Station has received two reports on the" Sanchun Flower "prostitution behavior in the past two months. Therefore, it can be proved that the police last night did not intend to do it. "

Jiang stopped the wet paper towel and wiped each finger carefully.

"The police should not be." He paused and said, "But the police yes."

"I think so too, so I tracked the call of the alarm, which was made from a coin investment method from a public telephone booth outside KTV. This alarm method is different and very deliberate. Road monitoring has not taken the positive face of the alarm person's face. From the outline of the body, you can only see that he is a 50 or 60 -year -old uncle. "

"Uncle?"

Yan Yan nodded.

"... The alarm method is nothing. Ordinary people, for fear of the nightclub owner, they will be retaliated afterwards. They deliberately use coins to call the police and barely say." Most young people or aunts, middle -aged and elderly men in their fifties are relatively rare. "

Yan Yizhou agreed, and then suddenly was a little dissatisfied: "What do you mean? If it is me, even if he is 70 or 80 years old, you will also report it firmly when you encounter pornographic prostitution!"

"… Mr., your hot spring egg rice and grilled snow -cow set meal."

The waiter flushed the meals with red face, set up a small oven to the fire, and exited the box in a strange quietness.

Jiang stopped with chopsticks and stir egg yolk and rice grains, and said slowly: "It's okay, she just dumped by your integrity."

Yan Yan: "…………………"

"How much is your police station's action last night?" Jiang Pu had a meal that was mixed with a particularly soft meal, and asked without lift his head.

Yan Yan stared at him while grilled beef, and felt that this person's appetite was really delicate to the point where he was very not men. There were so many requirements for eating a meal. Do not want the salt -I do n’t know if you are going to sleep at night like a pea princess.

"It is not confidential but not large, at least not enough to explain that even you have appeared at the point of Sanchunhua." Yan Yan moved away: "The actor of the night, the logistics office, the command center, knowing the Sanchun flower, knowing Sanchunhua There are more than 50 people at this place, and only the executors know the specific action content. "

Jiang Shun chewed carefully and swallowed the meal, and then said, "My words, just let Yang Mei send people and wait at the door of the municipal bureau, and always stare at your Phaeton's movement."

Yan Yan: "... I will change the car next time."

"What about the man who is Hu Weisheng, the two acetyl."

Yan Yan, three times, five divisions and two, bake the snowflakes and beef, and ate half a bowl of rice with meat and vegetables. Drugs that have time to destroy, depending on the managers, statisticians, laboratorys, technical investigations, forensic doctors, anti -drug detachments, criminal investigation detachments, police dog technology detachments ... "

Jiang Po is unhappy.

"Usually according to the rules, as long as the total amount of drugs that are destroyed and the number of kilograms collected by the collection corresponds. That is, this matter, Lu Bureau realized that there is still a loophole in this area. Woolen cloth."

Jiang Shun slowly ate the meal. Almost every rice was chewed and swallowed, and the food was very clean. It was in sharp contrast to the Yan Yan of the battlefield across the table opposite the table.

"Gongzhou also dealt with this in the early years." He said, "The dead sheep make up for it, especially the late, you Lu bureau is a person in the public security system."

Yan Xun's mouth stuffed the meat: "Hmm?"

Jiang stopped down the chopsticks, and the bell let the waiter come up to collect the remaining half of the dishes.

"Hey?" Yan Yan looked up in surprise: "Is this eaten? Don't appetite?"

"No, full."

"Full? Why are you like a cat?"

As soon as the words fell into the box, it became extremely quiet, and the Jiang stopped expressionless, while Yan Yan had a straight face question mark.

Jiu Jiang stopped and finally asked this sentence: "... why do you always have an opinion on the way I eat?"

"What? No, don't talk nonsense," Yan Yan immediately denied: "What do I care about you to eat and what do you have to do with me?"

"..." However, Jiang Pu was not stupid. Yan Yan had to force two sentences every time to eat.

"Actually, I think," Yan Yan swallowed the food full of food, poured a glass of wine and drank, as if nothing happened just now: "You usually go back to Yang Mei for a while, what happened to Yang Mei. Eating with me, in case Yang Mei must have scolded my ancestors at the eighteenth generation behind me, how wronged me then, do you say yes? "

Jiang Pu said faintly: "What does this have to do with Yang Mei."

"Why is it okay? Isn't it your girlfriend?"

"no."

Yan Yan asked: "Isn't it?"

Jiang Po raised the tea cup's hand in the air, and seemed to realize something, and then looked at Yan Yan for a moment with a subtle look:

"... You seem to be very concerned about Yang Mei's marriage, do you want to chase her?"

"Ah? Isn't it, no, no, I am pure ..."

"She used to be my line person, people are good, and all aspects can be. You can try chasing first."

"No, no, you listen to me, this is really not." Yan Yan quickly shook his hand to show his innocence, and said with a smile: "Although I really lack a girlfriend, Miss Yang is still like that -Jiang Team you? If there is a sister and sister or something, I will introduce it to me? "

Judging from Jiang Ting's expression, he probably felt that Yan Xun was sick again. But the advantage of a good self-cultivation is that even if you talk to a neurotic, you can still maintain a relatively stable demeanor: "I don't have any sisters."

Yan Xun followed closely and asked, "What about the brother?"

Jiang Ting: "…………"

Yan Yan sat there cheeky, looking forward to the answer.

"No." Jiang Ting said word by word, "I am the only child."

The disappointment in Yan Yan's eyes was not fake, so that Jiang Ting moved back imperceptibly and tried to sit as far away from him as possible.

"Oh, my family also gave birth to me, so the pressure on my parents to start a family is very high." Yan Yan sighed very naturally: "You know, right? Jiang, like us, after all, we are all this age. Nowhey, I said, why don't we both first..."

The next half of his sentence, "Go back to the city bureau first," hadn't even come out, when he was suddenly interrupted by a bang from the opposite side. Jiang Ting suddenly stood up, his whole body stretched out for some reason, and vigilance radiated from every pore. the taste of:

"You eat first."

Yan Yan: "???"

"I'm going to the bathroom."

The second monk Yan Yuzhang was puzzled and watched Jiang Tingli turn around without turning his head away.

"Pulling as soon as you eat?" Yan Zhinan said.

He beckoned the waiter to pay for the bill, and when he swiped his card, he made a comment saying that your hot spring egg rice is really bad, and my friend didn't finish it. A one-sided resignation.

He packed up and was about to get up and leave, when suddenly the phone rang.

"Hello?" Yan Yan was smoking a cigarette: "Ma Xiang?"

Jiang Ting methodically stood in front of the sink to wash his hands, suddenly with a snort behind him, Yan Xun broke into the door: "Come with me, someone reported the crime—"

Jiang Ting turned around, his first reaction was to look down to make sure that his pants were zippered.

"Can you knock on the door first next time, Team Yan?" Jiang Ting's voice seemed to come from between his teeth, and he said, "We shouldn't be familiar enough to watch each other let go."

"The chemical factory reported that the deceased Feng Yuguang's roommate, Chu Ci, took advantage of his familiarity with management loopholes last night to steal the key card of the custodian on duty, stabbed a guard, stole a large amount of controlled chemical raw materials and disappeared."

Yan Yan shook the phone, then stared at Jiang Ting's face playfully, politely and apologetically: "I'm sorry, given the difference in physique between us, if I want to see you, I can see you anytime, so I'm sorry just now, It wasn't really intentional."

Jiang Ting: "..."