Chapter 61

As if lightning had struck his mind, Yan Yan had only one thought in the flash: No, not me.

It's Jiang Zing!

Fan Zhengyuan chased and killed Jiang Ting. Jiang Ting was also in the car when the group attacked the police; even he was shot because he was holding Jiang Ting in his arms at the time.

If that group of people didn't come for Li Yuxin, then their assassination target would be self-evident!

Yan Yan felt a biting chill all over his body, and he was unable to speak for a long time.

His expression was so rare that Deputy Bureau Wei thought he was frightened, so he quickly put down a soft tone: "Of course, don't panic too much, the sales range of home-made bullets is difficult to determine, this group of people and Fan Zhengyuan's Contacting is only a guess by the police at the moment, and we still need to catch the criminals before we can investigate. You must take good care of your injuries. I have arranged plainclothes patrols near the hospital. When you are discharged from the hospital, I will let the people from the city bureau drive the car. I'll take you back to Jianning..."

"Ah, it's okay," Yan Yan came back to his senses and forced a smile: "I just lost my mind."

Deputy Director Wei looked at him awkwardly, trying so hard to hide his concern with an old face, so that his facial expression was a little distorted.

"It's really okay, Fan Zhengyuan is already dead and can't die anymore. Sooner or later, the group of people who attacked the police will be caught. Who is the mastermind behind the scenes will be revealed at the first trial." Yan Yan touched his chin and coughed. , said: "I was actually thinking about Bu Wei and Shen Xiaoqi, are they awake? And Li Yuxin said that she saw two corpses at He Liang's execution site, which is likely to be the first in a series of kidnapping cases. The victim together, hasn't it been found somewhere yet?"

The old man surnamed Wei can finally find fault with him and scold him to cover up his overflowing love: "How can you be so worried, your stomach is still not idle? The city bureau relies on you to solve the case. Are you dead?"

Yan Yan continued to sip his fish bones.

Wei Yao said angrily about the current situation of Bu Wei and Shen Xiaoqi, the search of the kidnappers in the Tianzong Mountain area, and the strange mineral water bottle at the scene, and told him that the blockade had been extended to the surrounding area of ​​Tianzong Mountain and the border of Gongzhou. In part, although the footprints and clothing fibers of the suspected kidnappers were extracted, no more valuable clues were found.

In addition, because Li Yuxin was suspected of being silenced, the place where she and He Liang were confronted by the kidnappers last year could not be pinpointed. That is to say, she knew that there were two bodies but couldn't find them. The hall's blood pressure has soared in the past few days, and his mouth is full of anger.

As Yan Yan listened, his soup-drinking movements gradually slowed down, and inexplicably remembered Jiang Ting's voice in his mind:

"Midsummer is early, and July is still young. This sentence means that in the evening in mid-July, the gorgeous sunset falls at 8:09, announcing the end of boyhood, the beginning of punishment, and the long night that follows. It's the entire execution process..."

"The object he really wants to execute is me."

Yan Yan put down the bowl thoughtfully.

He vaguely felt that the crux of the current situation lies in Jiang Ting's vague words. In his unknown past years, things closely related to images of betrayal and cowards had happened, and those memories were mastered behind the scenes. Materialized through execution rituals, it evolved into today's serial kidnappings.

Even the Hu Weisheng Ding Jiawang drug gang and the sniper who killed Fan Si were inextricably linked to this matter.

But what is the connection?

"Okay, you can rest first." Deputy Bureau Wei patted his sleeves and stood up: "Take a good rest, don't think too much. The city bureau has your remaining detachment in charge, and Qin Chuan has also been temporarily recruited to help. Your most important task is Just don't let them down, get back to health as soon as possible, don't leave any old wounds, ah."

Yan Yan came back to his senses: "Qin Chuan came to the Criminal Investigation Detachment to help?"

"Then what else can happen, with the heart attack of your detachment, who dares to make her work overtime."

"... Then there are many things that Qinchuan can't decide, should he ask Yu Detachment or Fang Detachment?"

The two looked at each other for a while, and Deputy Director Wei couldn't help laughing: "Yo, are you still making a small report on the eye drops?"

Yan Yan said: "Fang Detachment usually makes small reports to me. Is this not polite? I'm also afraid that Lao Fang will put some eyeliner on me in the team, and when I go back, I will be watched by others, which is not good. work."

Deputy Director Wei seemed to want to say something, but he hesitated and only sighed.

Yan Yan was still thinking about the case, and that's what he said about the personnel changes of the Municipal Bureau. Seeing Deputy Bureau Wei, he was sensitive to what he noticed: "What?"

"Instead of worrying about Lao Fang burying nails for you, you might as well worry about what to do when the Yu Detachment retires from illness." Wei Ju leaned in his ear and lowered his voice: "Deputy Bureau Wang is going to retire."

Yan Yun's eyebrows tickled.

"The car has its own way to the front of the mountain, and the boat will naturally go straight to the bridge; take a long-term perspective, and there is no obstacle." Deputy Director Wei patted Yan Yan's shoulder and said earnestly: "Young people, health is the foundation of everything."

Yan Yan frowned and finally nodded, and Deputy Bureau Wei then slipped Ma Xiang away.

As soon as Wei Yao left, the ward became quiet again. Yan Yan faced the fish soup base in the thermos cup by the bedside, all kinds of thoughts kept spinning in his mind.

Deputy Bureau Wang, who was in charge of personnel, was about to retire. It wasn't a big deal at first—everyone would retire when they got old. In the public security system, in addition to Jiang Ting's own halo, the vast majority of police officers are level 1. Level promotion, as long as there are not too many mistakes, there will always be a police inspector when you are old.

The bad thing is that the candidate to take over as Deputy Director Wang is Yu Zhu, and Yu Zhu has just released rumors that she is going to retire from illness.

If the organization intends to skip Yu Zhu, then the person who can be promoted under her is Fang Zhenghong.

Yan Yan thought that he did not have much conflict with Fang Zhenghong, except when he was young and ignorant and just entered the city bureau, one day he went to the anti-drug detachment next door to find Qin Chuan to play. Fang Zhenghong saw the watch he was wearing and boasted casually: "Your watch is pretty good, which store did you buy it from?" Yan Xun, who was so foolish at the age of twenty, took off the watch in public and said, "The Royal Oak is only more than 600,000 yuan, and the team likes to take it."—— Apart from causing Fang Zhenghong to blacken his face and walk away on the spot, there has been no other awkwardness over the years.

But Fang Zhenghong seems to hold grudges, and in recent years, he has become more and more cautious. After returning to the team this time, his performance was even more obvious. He even managed to break into the criminal investigation detachment and pointed at Yan Yan and cursed, which made people wonder if he had reached menopause, and he couldn't control himself.

Yan Yan sighed, forcibly cleared these messy things about personnel from his mind, and focused his thinking back on the case.

In his more than ten years of front-line police career, he has experienced many major cases with twists and turns, bizarre grievances, and even some coincidences to the point where people have to be superstitious that there is really such a thing as a dead soul. But a case as weird and paradoxical as the current serial kidnappings, filled with layers of misty imagery, is truly unprecedented.

Thinking about what Jiang Ting said in the medical room that day, this case seemed to induce him to explore the inner world of the perpetrator, forcing him to always think and even empathize from the perpetrator's point of view, so much so that he was dragged into some kind of What did he want to express when he was in a vortex of malicious thoughts?

As someone who almost completely refused to talk to anyone, was Jiang Ting cryptically asking for help without even realizing it?

"Why haven't you come yet..." Yan Yan glanced at the time again and murmured.

After thinking for a while, he leaned against the wall, gritted his teeth, and walked out of the ward.

The floor of the single ward is not as crowded as ordinary floors, and there are not many people who come to visit the patient. He walked all the way through the corridor before being discovered by the head nurse: "Ouch, Officer Yan, why did you come out for a walk alone? What about your family?"

"The family eloped with someone!" Yan Yan said angrily, "Where's your phone? Lend me to use it."

The head nurse hurriedly led him to the front desk, and rambled on him: "Next time you ring the bell and ask the nurse to send a cell phone in, don't run out. Although it is good to get out of bed and take two steps, in case you bump into it. What can I do, the director said that you have to stay in the hospital for at least two or three days..."

Yan Yan could only cope with it and send her away, thinking that you are treating me as confinement. People can get out of bed the next day after a caesarean section, so what is it that I lie in bed for a week? If you hadn't forced me to rest in bed, I would have flown to the United States to play in the NBA now!

——Fortunately, the head nurse didn't know what he was thinking, otherwise, he would have immediately confiscated the phone and sent him back to the ward to lock it up.

"Hello?" Jiang Ting's steady voice came from the receiver.

Yan Yan glanced around, no one passed by, except the little nurse at the front desk not far away who was squinting at him, and immediately got up and left with a blushing face as soon as they made eye contact.

"Lu, Gu, Wen," Yan Yan lowered his voice and deliberately asked word by word, "Where's my lunch?"

The voice on the other end of the phone was a bit noisy, as if he was standing on the street. After a while, he heard Jiang Ting say, "I asked Ma Xiang to bring that bucket of fish soup for you, drink it."

"Where are you?"

"The screen of the phone is black, let's buy a new one."

"Then you can bring me one too, it doesn't need to be good, just use it for two days. Oh, by the way, don't recharge the blue and pink meitu phone, just in case people think I'm a pervert. What can I do?"

"... Go back and buy it yourself, I won't go there."

"What? Why didn't you come?"

Jiang Ting's answer was still very calm and simple: "I almost ran into your Deputy Director Wei when I passed by today. I saw that there are several plainclothes from the local police station around the hospital building, they should be here to protect you. It is inconvenient for me to show up in this situation. , I'll go back to Jianning first, we'll see you later."

As soon as he finished speaking, Yan Yan felt that he was about to hang up the phone. In a hurry, he knocked over the decorative flower pot on the front desk, and turned over the table: "Wait!"

"What’s wrong with you?"

"Are you all right, Officer Yan?" The little nurse who ran away immediately turned back: "Oh, be careful! What's the matter, sit down!"

"Yan Yan?" Jiang Ting's voice over the receiver was obviously not very stable: "What's the matter, Yan Yan, please answer!"

Just as Yan Yan was about to say something, he suddenly turned his eyes and made up his mind. In a short moment, he made the most correct decision as if possessed by a god. He didn't answer Jiang Zing at all, but sat down in the chair, as if his body was lying down. There was a heavy muffled sound like the ground.

Then he swiped and hung up the phone.

The little nurse was stunned: "Oh, Officer Yan, you..."

"It's okay," Yan Yan smiled at her: "I'm fishing."

As he said that, he got up and patted his butt, and strolled back to the ward to watch TV under the inexplicable stare of the little nurse.

Half an hour later, Yu stood at the door of the ward, with one hand in his pocket and the other holding a shopping bag in the telecom business hall. From the taut forehead to the straight lips, it could be seen that the fish was not in a good mood.

"What happened to you just now?"

Yan Yan innocently sat cross-legged on the hospital bed and played with the TV remote control: "I didn't stand still and slipped, what's wrong?"

"..."

"Oh, you see that you are rushing here, really." Yan Yan immediately got up and took out a lychee from the imported fruit basket and peeled it, his handsome face was full of warm smiles: "Come, eat fruit, eat fruit, specially Bought it for you."

Jiang Ting didn't seem to see the white lychee, so he took out a new mobile phone case from his shopping bag and threw it to Yan Yan: "There are at least four or five plain clothes inside and outside this building, why did you call me here?"

Yan Yan caught it and saw that it was the latest apple, exactly the same as the one he had broken in the water.

He couldn't help laughing, thinking that Jiang Ting was really Jiang Ting, but he deliberately said: "So you're not so worried about me, look, you still have the heart to continue picking up your phone, so you're not in a hurry."

Jiang Ting said coldly, "I'm not a doctor, so I can't insert an oxygen tube for you if I rush here!"

"Oh, I'm still angry." Yan Yan's face is full of face, so I will coax you to compromise: "Oh, this is not just when Bureau Wei came to say that there is new progress in the investigation, I am anxious to discuss it with you, Detective Jiang, right? Don't be angry, police flower, be good, come and eat the fruit." He got up and pulled Jiang Ting into the armchair beside the hospital bed and sat down, then peeled an orange with his own hands and shoved it into his hand.

One of the advantages of Jiang Ting is that because he doesn't eat much, and his blood pressure is always low, he basically eats a little of the food stuffed into his hands. Yan Yan watched him tear up a piece of orange and stuffed it into his mouth unhappily. His eyes stayed on his lips for a long time before he looked away and said, "The grandson who attacked us this time is probably the same group of people as Fan Si. "

Jiang Ting held the orange petals: "What?"

Yan Xun relayed to him what Wei Ju had just said. He didn't want to mention the office struggle, but because Jiang Ting had witnessed Fang Zhenghong running to the criminal investigation detachment to scold him, he passed the city bureau's possible personnel changes in a few words. Said: "If the criminal who crashed the car and fired the cold shot is really a group with Fan Si, or is employed by the same employer, then it is hard to say whether their target is you, me or Li Yuxin, it is especially dangerous for you. "

Jiang Ting seemed to be lost in thought, and put the orange he just ate on the bedside table.

"Not necessarily," he said suddenly after a while.

"uh-huh?"

"The same bullet composition can only mean that the two batches of killers share a supply channel or come from the same area, and it cannot be determined that their targets are all me. If someone really wants to kill me, there are many opportunities in Jianning to do it. It was necessary to catch me when I was sitting in the police car, which caused too much movement, and it was too difficult to finish, which was contrary to the logic of normal behavior."

- This point of view is indeed justified.

"Really?" Yan Yan's face remained calm, "Then you think the bullet thing is just a coincidence?"

Jiang Ting said, "Maybe, maybe the two killers happened to use the same underground intermediary. This clue can be traced after you return to Jianning."

Yan Yan nodded and sat on the edge of the hospital bed, leaning on his knees with both hands and muttering to himself: "Unfortunately, although the hostage was recovered, Li Yuxin was silenced, and in the end he lost the trace of the kidnapper... It would be great if we knew more clues. "

Jiang Ting didn't seem to hear it at all. He stood up and said, "It's impossible if there are no more clues. I'll go first, take care of you."

"Where are you going?"

"Yang Mei found someone to take me back to Jianning."

Yan Yan suddenly raised his head, but saw that Jiang Ting had stood up, and turned around and walked towards the door of the ward.

As Jiang Ting laughed at himself before, he has always been empty-handed and possessed nothing, so he came and went very neatly, surprising when he appeared, and difficult to hold when he left. Yan Yan stared at his back and brows twitched, knowing that he couldn't let him go like this. During this period of time, the various speculations that often hovered in his mind ran like lightning, and suddenly a very bold and tentative idea emerged:

"—You know that group of people wants to kill you, and you dare to leave me alone to act alone, do you expect 'that person' to solve the problem again, just like killing Fan Si?"

The air in the ward seemed to freeze for a moment, and then Jiang Ting turned around:

"……What do you mean?"

"You know what I mean." Yan Yan stared at his dark eyes and stood up from the bedside: "What I'm curious about is what kind of relationship can you tell Li Yuxin that you have betrayed you. That person, and at the same time so confident that that person will protect you?"

Jiang Ting's body was half turned, and he didn't turn around to face Yan Yan. His face seemed to be frozen by Bai Sensen's ice, and after a long time he said lightly, "What betrayal, I lied to her."

Yan Yan's tough facial contours remained motionless.

Jiang Ting said, "It's common to induce confessions during questioning, right? Are you serious?"

"I don't have to take it seriously, because that's what it is."

Yan Yan walked to Jiang Zing step by step until he stood in front of him: "That's not a confession, nor is it an interrogation technique, it's that you did see the shadow of your past from the two young girls He Liang Li Yuxin and Bu Wei Shen Xiaoqi. The so-called 'betrayal' has nothing to do with the two murdered boys at all, it happened between you and the mastermind behind the scenes, and only the two of you know the past."

Although Yan Xun was injured, he was still half a head taller than Jiang Ting when he stood up. The sense of oppression brought by a strong male body was especially obvious when the two faced each other, almost shrouding Jiang Ting's side face in the shadows. :

"—It's all here, you still don't plan to tell the truth, do you want to watch the kidnapping continue to happen, Team Jiang?"

"What do you think is the truth?" Jiang Ting said, "Don't be so troublesome, just tell me, and I'll tell you."

At such a close distance, Jiang Ting had to lift his chin slightly to meet Yan Yan's eyes, but his posture was still very calm, even a bit like ice that could not be shaken no matter what.

Yan Yan lowered his head slightly, gritted his teeth, and almost pressed into Jiang Ting's ear: "The person who was betrayed by you, the mastermind behind the serial kidnappings, is the gun-wielder who can't see his face clearly on Hu Weisheng's rooftop, isn't he?"

"..."

"His name is Spade K, the big drug lord behind 'Tingyun'." Yan Yan said softly, "Ding Dang explained everything in the detention center."

Jiang Ting's pupils dilated slightly when the word Tingyun landed.

"Jiang Ting," Yan Yan raised his head and stared into his eyes condescendingly, "I don't want to use threats to force you to provide any clues, because I know that with your IQ, you can easily tell lies that are more true than real money. I hope you're willing to trust me and cooperate with the police, but if you insist on defending the king of spades, I'll be very, very disappointed in you—"

"What would you do if the person I rescued at the risk of dying was actually connected to a drug lord, and it was you who really paid the dog by mistake?"

Jiang Ting nodded slightly, a sneer appeared on the corner of his lips, and then the smile became more and more obvious under Yan Yan's gaze.

"It's broken." He repeated the word with that smile, raised his eyebrows and asked, "So you thought naming a drug after an anti-narcotics police officer wasn't an extreme humiliation, but some kind of old relationship unfinished. proof?"

Yan Yan didn't say a word.

"Or, the reason why you have this question has nothing to do with the case at all, it's just a far-fetched desire to me that you dare not express in your heart—"

Jiang Ting slowly lengthened the end of the last word, with a deliberate sneer: "Secretary Yan?"

In an instant, Yan Yan froze in place!

It's one thing to know the secret feelings that can't be expressed, but it's another thing to say it.What's more, in the current situation of extreme stalemate, recklessly tearing it apart, that kind of huge embarrassment, the impact is extremely violent.

Jiang Ting's eyes showed a few polite regrets. He turned around and went to open the door.

But just as his fingertips touched the doorknob, someone grabbed his right shoulder, and then he slammed it over with force, and before he had time to break free, he was pushed against the door panel with a "bang!"

"Far-fetched?" Yan Yan said coldly, "Do you really think I dare not say it?"

Jiang Ting suddenly turned his head back, but the door was against the angle he was avoiding, and Yan Xun had already squeezed his chin and kissed it.