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    Chapter 103

    "Yan Yan, I know your affairs. We have so many years of our brothers. Needless to say, I also understand ... wrong."

    "Yan Yan, I know your affairs. When Lu Yu asked me to ask me, everything was true. You know that the Fang Division is my direct leader, so it is not right."

    "Yan Yan, I already know that your poisoning is still in the car accident. Although the Fang Division is my direct leader, our brother for so many years ..."

    "What are you doing?" Brother Qin? "Ma Xiang and his colleagues crossed the corridor with his colleagues, and saw a familiar back standing outside the door of Yan Yan's office. When he approached the look, he was Qin Chuan. His shoulder: "Where are you singing spells? Brother Yan is not there, this is it eaten?"

    Qin Chuan was shocked and turned back sharply: "What?"

    Ma Xiang had been skilled in the plastic bag, pulled out a peach, took a bite on his clothes, and laughed: "Yan Brother said yesterday quarreled with Lu Bureau, and today he said that he did not come to work. Are you looking for him? Shouldn't you go to his house? "

    Well, for a long time, the manuscript was beaten in vain.

    Qin Chuan instantly only felt that he wasted the precious feelings of two tons of weight: "Quarrel? What is noisy?"

    "Where I know, it should be" Ma Xiang lowered his voice and pointed in the direction of the anti -drug detachment: "Your boss. Hi, don't go to your heart, it has nothing to do with you anyway, let them go to the great god of fighting, let them go to the great god of fighting. Well, do you play this time tonight. "

    "... Walking." Qin Chuan stuffed the fruit into Ma Xiang's hand, and waved his hand crying and laughing: "Go, when will Yan Yan come back and call me."

    "Hey! Okay!" Ma Xiangle carried the bag back to the office.

    Gongzhou.

    At seven o'clock in the evening, the lights are green.

    The light of the box corridor on the second floor of the nightclub is dim, the decoration is exaggerated, and the pale gold wallpaper and the thick red bottom pattern carpet on the ground complement each other.

    Qi Sihao wore sunglasses and a low -key casual outfit. Under the guidance of his mother Sang Qin, he pushed open the door of the largest box. A man who swallowed the clouds and fog immediately stood up: "Oh, Lao Qi is here!"

    The girls followed: "Brother Qi!"

    "Brother Qi!"

    Native

    Qi Sihao waved his hand and instructed two bottles of McCaren for 18 years. His mother Sang immediately laughed and opened the flowers and turned out.

    Obviously it has been drank in the box, and the empty wine bottle was lying on the coffee table horizontally. Four or five "Champagne princess" wore an off -the -shoulder mini skirt with excitement and slightly stubborn face. Qi Sihao quickly swept away. Through the makeup that their thick mothers did not recognize, they vaguely recognized the girls who were familiar with each other. Liu, it's been the second time this month! What did I say at the beginning? "

    "Yes -but how can I think that the goods are selling so well?" Lao Liu's short fingers clamped the cigarettes, smiling and exaggeratedly,: "You see, this is not the winter, the goods in the middle of the year, the goods in the middle of the year are I have gone away seven or eight percentage, the supply is not in short! What can I call me? "

    Qi Sihao was sitting and drinking, and he didn't seem to be happy on his face.

    "But, I also raised the price up to 30 % as you said, and the number of" wholesale "left this number." Lao Liu compared his gesture and patted his shoulder to lower his voice: "The old rules have already hit Your son's foreign account, rest assured! "

    Qi Sihao's face was a bit good -looking: "Hey, what's the relationship between us, don't worry about money ..."

    Lao Liu hurriedly followed him and praised him for his hard work.

    "It's not that my hand is not willing to criticize, it is really the wind of the wind." Qi Sihao sighed: "A while ago, Jianning broke a case of drug trafficking and killing. It may be a new round of nationwide to say what new drugs should be checked.

    Sure enough, it was only a age of age. He was born without the life of being an official, and he thought he was hot when he made some money. No wonder he dared not even put his fart when the surname Jiang had power.

    Lao Liu Xin was dissatisfied with him, but he couldn't say anything on the surface. He had to persuade him: "What are you afraid of? Once the goods are transported from your public security to the waste processing company, no one will count the number. Besides, the predecessor before the destruction was also done by the notarization office of our provincial notarization office. I have already explained to the up and down, and I wo n’t leak anymore -what else is worth worrying about? "

    This is also very reasonable. Qi Sihao's face seemed a little loose: "But when we started to do this business, we must start to fight strictly. This coincidence is too ..."

    "I said, buddy, what are you planning to do? The crackdown is something that happens every year! Those who sell tens of kilograms to hundreds of kilograms are fine. How can the state pay so much attention to us for this little trouble? I think you are Too careful, come, come, toast Qi Ge!"

    Several "champagne princesses" all came up to persuade them to drink, the flowers were red, willows, green rings, fat and thin, Qi Sihao's face became hot and heartbeat, and he held a girl in his arms, and the last bit of caution was thrown to the horizon.

    "I'll get another batch of goods this week," Qi Sihao said to Lao Liu with a half glass of wine, "but you should also be careful, you can't do this kind of thing all the time, keep it under control, and often walk by the river... …”

    Old Liu kept perfunctory: "I know! I know!"

    The two of them were drunk enough to sing and play games with their arms around the girl and threw dice. Qi Sihao patted Lao Liu with a cigarette in between, and said drunkenly, "It's good to know—hey, I'll take care of it."

    The box door opened and closed, Qi Sihao dazedly walked towards the end of the corridor, but did not see the dark place in the corner behind him.

    "Brother Jiang," Yang Mei whispered, "he came out."

    The red velvet dress envelops Yang Mei's concave and convex figure, her hair is pulled back charmingly and neatly, revealing a slender, creamy neck, and the diamond necklace gleams brightly in the deep concave career line. She lifted her curly hair on the side of her earlobe, and pressed the small button connector in her ear, only to hear Jiang Ting's steady voice:

    "Don't follow, keep watching."

    Yang Mei was nervous and anxious: "He won't find out what's wrong and plan to run away?"

    "..." The opposite side of the headset was silent for a moment, and then Jiang Ting said calmly: "According to my understanding of men, it should be because of drinking too much and going to the toilet."

    Yang Mei: "..."

    At the same moment, at the back door of the nightclub.

    Jiang Ting was wearing a bluetooth headset, with one hand on his head and the other on the Phaeton steering wheel. At this time, the passenger door was suddenly opened, and Yan Yan sat in with the cold wind outside the car, her face turned blue for some reason, and she seemed to be carrying an indescribable secret pain.

    "Huh—" Yan Yan sat down with a sigh of relief.

    On the other side of the headset, Yang Mei obviously heard the movement: "What's the matter? Yan is going to the toilet again?"

    Yan Yan rolled her eyes with a reserved and decent look.

    "I said Deputy Yan Detachment, we don't know each other for a long time, and I don't know if you have a "slight illness", but if you look like you're exhausted every time you go to the toilet, do you have to go to the hospital? Look." Yang Mei gloated and said, "After all, you are only in your thirties, and you haven't found a wife yet. The next few decades of marriage and life—"

    From Jianning to Gongzhou, Yan Yan swallowed her anger all the way, and this time she finally didn't plan to endure it any longer.

    "Hi, it's alright," he said lazily, taking a wet tissue to wipe his hands, "Actually, I never told you that this pot should belong to Han Xiaomei."

    Yang Mei: "?"

    Jiang Ting pressed his forehead.

    "It's all my fault that she brought me some scrambled eggs with chives - chives, you know, Boss Yang. In addition, your brother Jiang is very enthusiastic. As a responsible man, I can't let my spouse down, no matter how strong I am, I will be squeezed. Time to do it." Yan Yan said modestly: "It's okay, don't worry about your brother Jiang, I'll be fine tonight, he understands."

    Yang Mei: "…………"

    Yang Mei's expression was blank, and after a while she choked out two words: "Brother Jiang?"

    Jiang Ting affirmed: "Well, it is indeed Han Xiaomei's fault."

    Yan Yan sat on the co-pilot and crossed her thighs triumphantly.

    "Han Xiaomei brought him scrambled eggs with chives without peppers. Yan Yan thought it was tasteless, so he had to cut the millet peppers and fry them again. After cutting the peppers, he suddenly became anxious and went to the toilet before washing his hands..."

    Yan Yan realized that something was wrong, and flew over to cover Jiang Zing's mouth, but it was too late.

    "He'll be like this when he comes back," Jiang Ting smiled and said, "All in all... burn it, Firebird!"

    Yang Mei's professional literacy as a line person has saved her at this moment. If she was not performing a stare task, she would definitely make the most mad laughter in this life.

    Firebird Yan Yan covered his face with one hand, and he could see his terrible expression from his fingers.

    "You should know that I will not keep this secret," Jiang Shun joked, "I took the initiative to tell people that you almost squeezed up by your wife last night when you were at high speed toll stations."

    Yang Mei was hidden in the corner, while observing the box corridor with a small mirror for makeup, she covered her mouth, and suddenly saw something from the mirror reflection scene. She quickly whispered, "Qi Sihao is back!"

    "No hurry, pay attention to concealment."

    "No, wait." Yang Mei suddenly found out that it was wrong: "It's not Qi Sihao, it's the leader with the other two men ... strange."

    When a new guest came, the mother's mulberry face was completely enthusiastic. On the contrary, she lowered her head and shrunk her back, and her walking movement was quite stiff. She seemed to be trying to hide a trace ... afraid?

    Why is she scared?

    Yang Mei was bravely bolder, and she saw that her mother Sang took the two men in black all over the body into Qi Sihao's box. After a few hectares, she brought a few red willow and green exposed princesses. Dare to stop, and immediately greeted the girls hurried out.

    Who is the coming?

    Yang Mei doubtedly looked at the closed box, but the walls and rooms of the nightclub were all sound insulation design, which blocked all the information leakage and made her unable to find out what was happening inside.

    Jiang stopped in the headset and asked, "What's wrong?"

    "The situation is not right," Yang Mei whispered quickly and quickly reported what happened just now, anxiously: "Why didn't Qi Sihao come back yet?"

    In the Phaeton car, Jiang Pu and Yan Yan looked at each other.

    "Wait, he is back!"

    Qi Sihao swelled his face and was full of alcohol. He didn't notice any abnormalities around him, and he didn't know that he was about to get a disaster at all. He strode to push in front of the box door, and the next moment, Yang Mei clearly saw his back stiffened.

    "who are you?!"

    Without the words, he was pulled in by the people in the box, alas! Stop the door heavily!

    "Brother Jiang!" Yang Mei lost: "The situation has changed!"

    "-What do you do? What do you want to do?" Qi Sihao's face faded in the box, and his shouts were so sharp: "Stop your hands, who are you?"

    Ying Ying Yanyan was gone. Lao Liu Man blushed and was blushed. He was stepped on by a man in black as a man with one foot. He died and struggled on his back on the back of the sofa. The man made old Liu Yiru, and at the same time, he found the paper bag from his pocket, poured the white powder into the mouth of the bottle, and shook it a few times. The throat was poured in.

    "Hurry up! Come and come! Help!"

    Qi Sihao turned around and rushed to the door. As soon as he turned, he hit another man. He was fell to the ground by the latter's belly, and fell heavily, making a scream.

    Lao Liu was struggling, but he couldn't break away from the killer's training. Half of the chaotic medium and small bottles of wine spilled on his body, sofa, and most of them were poured into his throat. The fatal high -purity heroin quickly integrated into the blood.

    The man's hand was loose, and the obese body of the old Liu slipped down, his pupils spread quickly, and the sound of "giggling" in his throat.

    "It's over." The man squatted down his eyelids and said coldly: "Excessive drugs will die, and the remaining police officers will deal with it."

    Qi Sihao had been paralyzed to the ground, and fear made him shivering: "I, I am a police officer, dare you ..."

    "Just pay off the police officer," the man who turned his fist and laughed: "How can I not think of myself when I sneak out the goods of our boss?"

    Qi Sihao was urgent when he was thunderous, and he forgot even trembling.

    The man didn't know what to think of, and muttered contempt: "It's a police officer, how can your bones so soft?"

    "Okay, say two less words." The man who killed the black clothes stepped forward, and easily dragged Qi Sihao, who was dragged on the ground, and said, "Let's go."

    "You, you, you, where do you take me, you-" you- "

    "Shut up!" The man in black was impatiently scolded: "Dare more words, let you kill you on the road!"

    Qi Sihao was like stuffing his throat alive by a stone, and his knees couldn't even stand up. The two killer nodded each other and opened the box door on the left and right.

    "They come out." After Yang Mei's whole body was hidden in the large vase, he tried to make herself more calm: "What should I do now, Jiang Brother?"

    "Follow it."

    Yang Mei paused.

    In the next second, she heard the sound of the ground coming from the loud device. It was Phaeton's door was thrown up. Jiang Po took a hand in the wireless header wheat and strode into the back alley. The coat raised behind the night.

    "I go with Yan Yan," his instructions have always been concise: "Ready to meet."

    Qi Sihao didn't dare to say a word, and even dared to look up. However, the personnel were obviously prepared in advance. The entire corridor on the second floor was empty, and there was no ghost shadow.

    He was stunned by violence. He passed through the corridor and pierced into a safe fire building. He didn't notice that the two killer seemed to feel something at the moment of closing the door, and quickly exchanged a look at each other.

    "The fire passage on the second floor, they should go down." Yang Mei took off his high heels and stuffed it into the corner trash bin, and followed him like a cat. Look, Brother Jiang, you can be careful. I guess the director of the notary office of the surname Liu has been destroyed. This nightclub is 80 % of the relationship with drug trafficking ... "

    Jiang Shun said, "You know, you are careful."

    Yang Meng was about to answer, another awkward voice came from the linker: "Be careful."

    "?" Yang Mei couldn't help asking: "That's the deputy detachment just now?"

    Jiang Pu: "..."

    Yan Yan: "..."

    "Who is the deputy to be careful?" Yang Mei was shocked like discovering the new continent: "Am I? Is it me?"

    "Yes, it's you!" Yan Yan gritted his teeth: "You are a different color of fireworks! You are the strongest foam! Is there any question?!"

    Yang Mei: "…………………"

    Jiang Xun Fu's forehead sighed: "I will never take you to do things at the same time ..."

    Yang Mei cat hid in front of the fire door, and she counted to twenty in her heart, and then gently pushed the door away.

    Squeak ——

    The incandescent lights are transparent without any movement. The man in black took the footsteps of Qi Sihao's walking down to the corridor faintly.

    Yang Mei breathed a sigh of relief, pressing the loud device in her ear: "I'm going in now." Then she flickered into the fire channel quickly.

    When she stopped with Jiang to investigate with Jiang last time, she had already touched the nightclub who was regarded by Qi Sihao as a secret stronghold, and at the same time found out the basic terrain here. In addition to the first and second floors, there is also an underground layer as a warehouse on the nightclub. The elevator is not connected. Only the corridor can enter. The man in black obviously intends to bring Qi Sihao into the warehouse.

    So, what are the underground warehouses?

    Are they planning to kill?

    Yang Mei's soft toes stepped on the cement steps, and went downstairs light and rapid, without making any sound. When walked to the corner on the first floor, she really heard the sound of the negative layer of the warehouse door pushed away. She was trying to continue to follow, but suddenly realized what, the scalp was fried, and the back was sweaty. OK

    Why is there only two people in front of the front?

    The two men in black were wearing high-top short boots, and Qi Sihao was also wearing hard-soled shoes. The movement was obvious in this echoing corridor. Unless Qi Sihao had passed out and was carried away, he would go downstairs and enter.The sound of footsteps on the negative floor should be three.

    So who else is there?

    Where is the other person—

    Yang Mei raised her head subconsciously, her pupils tightening instantly.

    By the handrail of the corridor above, a man in black was looking down at her from a height, and slowly took out a short knife from his trousers pocket, revealing a wide smile.

    The author has something to say:

    ["Firebird" is the representative work of Russian composer Stravinsky, which is based on Russian fairy tales.】

    It sounds a little big, but it doesn't matter, Captain Jiang can destroy Xiaoqing in one sentence.

    (taken from ancient popular stalks on the Internet)

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