Chapter 132

"The Office of the Provincial Public Security Department is responsible for investigating the incident. Regarding the stopping of the Changjiang Division of Gongzhou, you must give us the most authentic and detailed information. Now we can be sure that your problem is very large. The Municipal Public Security Bureau's problem It is also very big! These issues require us to draw cocoon layers layer by layer, never tolerate any deception and concealment! ... "

The three leaders were sitting in front of the bed, and everyone held a notebook and recording equipment in their hands. He was the deputy director, who claimed to be Zhao, and Yan Yan had seen a glance when he handled the case before.

Yan Yan faced his illness on the head of the sickness, with a needle on his right hand with a needle on the infusion. He only listened to Deputy Director Zhao coldly: "Although we have mastered all your disciplinary evidence, in fact, I will not use anything to ask you anything anymore. However, after research by the leaders, I decided to see you as if you have been a police officer for so many years, giving you the last opportunity to save yourself. Seeing the performance determines whether you can get a large organizational treatment! ... "

"What about Lu Zhuan?" Suddenly Yan Yan interrupted his passionate speech.

Deputy Director Zhao's interrogation skills were really negative, and obviously frowned: "I said, your municipal public security bureau also has problems, now it is not when you ask questions."

Yan Yan said, "I want to see Lu Bureau."

"What do you want to see Lu Bao? Do you make a series?

Yan Yan was faint, "Then I want to see Liu Hall."

Director Zhao's face suddenly changed. The person in charge of the laptop stopped talking and stopped. He stretched out his hand and stopped it. He wanted to persuade but did not persuade him.

"Deputy Division of Yan!" Director Zhao said angrily: "You have always been a stubborn stubborn molecule in the eyes of the organization. Do you still want to resist stubbornness?! I don't care what you have, what come from? It's a chance to give you the last life! If you don't take the initiative to seize this opportunity, don't blame the organization! "

The other two couldn't sit still: "Lao Zhao, hey, Lao Zhao sat down!"

"I didn't ask that, say goodbye ..."

Deputy Director Zhao pointed at Yan Yan's nose: "After a while, you want to see this, who do you think you are? Before all the questions are figured out, you better recognize my identity! You - you - ""

Puff!

Yan Yan suddenly pulled out the infusion needle. In the blood star splash, he threw everything on the bedside table to the ground, and the loud noise shocked everyone!

"What is my identity? Last year, my family had a designated poverty alleviation in the province. I was corrupted or tax evasion.

Deputy Director Zhao stayed, and the ward was dead, only to listen to Yan Yan's hysterical roar rang through his ears: "Lao Tzu wants to see Lu Bureau! Lu Wei's no see Liu Hall! Liu Hall also went to the Provincial Party Committee without seeing it! Fuck, Lao Tzu What crimes did you commit, go to the Provincial Party Committee to make it clear !! "

boom!

The infusion bottle was caught by Yan Yan and smashed the ground. The crushed glass glucose splashed, and everyone froze.

Half an hour later.

The same hospital, the same inpatient building, upstall.

"That's what you see." Lu Tuan, who was wearing a light blue disease suit, sat on the bedside, put down the big tea tank, and slowly said: "The second reason, he acknowledged that he was a red heart Q."

Deputy Director Zhao rushed back to the provincial hall to sue. After two other persons in charge coordinated with the provincial and municipal bureaus, they also said with a complicated face with Lu Tuan. In the empty and spacious high -dry ward, there were only two people two people and Yan Yan. The door was closed tightly. Through a small glass window, Gao Panqing Ma Xiang and others were worried about the figure outside the door.

The haze was covered with daytime, and the disinfection water was floating in the air, and even the lungs were filled with the taste of this people.

"I immediately left from your home. At this time, it was almost nine o'clock in the evening, and the rain outside was already very big. I hurriedly got out of the community and was about to take a taxi back to the municipal bureau to report the situation immediately, but I did not expect Jiang to stop Always followed, and suddenly stabbed me after a short confrontation. I was injured and lost my consciousness. I was sent to the hospital when I woke up. The reason, I can't tell you one by one. "

Lu Tuan helped the old flower mirror, and he looked at Yan Yan.

The latter said nothing.

"He still likes you, Yan Yan. The reason why he didn't do it in your house, but chose to follow the remote parts of the community and then murdered. It should try his best to clarify your work in this matter. If it is not to save You, you have to catch Qin Chuan, causing him to show up in front of me. It is estimated that he will also be anonymous to stay with you for two years. "Lu Tuan shook his head with emotion:" This is here, it can be seen that it is God's will. "

The thrilling outbreak of Deputy Director Zhao just now is like the return of the bonfire before going out, and it exploded and then disappeared, only the wolf borrowed ashes.

Yan Yan was silent, reaching out to touch the cigarette, but it was empty.

Bureau Lu pulled out a packet of cloud smoke from the gift box that people brought to visit him, and threw it at him: "Well, let's smoke."

With a light click, Yan Yan lit a cigarette with a light blue flame, and the fragrance of nicotine quickly penetrated every inch of nerves. His handsome and tough face was blurred in the smoke, and for a long time he finally smiled incomprehensibly: "—God's will."

Then he raised his eyes and asked, "God ordered you to send Yang Mei with an infrared transmitter to run to Yuanlong Gorge to save me?"

Lu Ju looked at him and laughed: "You kiddo suspect me? - To be honest, I don't know about Yang Mei at all, but she explained it to the investigation team herself. Jiang Ting left. I brought her before because I was afraid that if I kept her in Jianning, I would say more unfavorable things to the police in the future. But after finding out that you were rounded up by Jin Jie and others in Yongkang Village, Jiang Ting carried 'Caohua A' Wu Tun's people on his back. , send Yang Mei out and let her find a way to save you if she has a chance."

"He worked for Wu Tun as the Queen of Hearts, and then turned to the King of Spades. These are all true. But it's also true that he doesn't want to kill you no matter what." Lu Ju waved his hand and said, "The hearts of the people are subtle, complicated and unpredictable. , the same thing from different perspectives will present various contradictory facts. In short, it is a blessing for you to survive this kid!"

—Is that so?

Yan Yan narrowed his eyes, and there was a sharp suspicion in the depths of his eyes.

Bureau Lu knew what he was thinking without looking, but he was too lazy to talk to him too much: "Don't be lucky, if I knew where Jiang Ting and Spade K were, I could send a large number of special police and armed police to destroy it without notifying the Provincial Party Committee and Provincial Office. This big drug lord? I am a public security chief, and it is possible to send a non-staff female informant to run into the mountains and mountains to carry out such difficult and dangerous tasks? Yan Yan, I think your fall is a basic The logic has been forgotten!"

Indeed, if Jiang Ting colluded with Bureau Lu, then he should be followed by a large number of criminal policemen, not just Yang Mei.

Yan Yan's hand holding the cigarette stopped in the air, not knowing what to say for a while.

"I understand what you're thinking, Yan Yan." Lu Ju probably also felt that he was being too strict, so he eased his tone a little: "But Jiang Ting's nature is like this, you have to learn to accept reality."

The cigarette fascinated Yan Yan's eyes, and Jiang Ting's words rang in his ears again not long ago: "This journey is long, difficult and endless, once you embark on it, it is difficult to turn back... The person who can wear the national flag to the end of his life is after all. A few, many more people left halfway, got separated, or got lost and stepped into a fork, and could no longer fight side by side..."

"Yan Yun," Jiang said softly as he stopped in the car and looked at him that day, with a faint glimmer of light in his eyes, "You must learn to accept."

Yan Yan was smoking slowly, and now in the ward, he finally understood what the complex and calm light in Jiang Ting's eyes was.

- That's mercy.

Not because he had just experienced Qin Chuan's betrayal, but because he was a man in his thirties who still held such deadly innocence.

"I understand," Yan Yan finally said hoarsely, and stood up after putting out his cigarette, "You can rest easy, and I will cooperate with those idiots from the provincial department... those 'investigation teams'."

Bureau Lu nodded, relieved to finally persuade him.

"Before the problem of Jiang Ting was made clear, you were temporarily excluded from the work of the Municipal Bureau - don't worry, this is also normal procedure. If you follow the rules strictly, you should be temporarily detained, but your mother..." Lu Bureau Covering his mouth and coughing: "After all, Aiko is so eager, so... I took a special approval for the time being... Let you be suspended from work and stay at home."

Lu Ju's words were quite subtle, but Yan Xun could imagine the scene where Ms. Zeng Cuicui was carrying a golden hoop to make a scene in the Heavenly Palace. A few years ago, this was obviously the most annoying and unavoidable thing for him, but now suddenly a trace of gratitude and warmth sprouted from the bottom of his heart.

They are actually unfortunate to have a son like me who is neither worry-free nor filial—he thought suddenly.

Yan Yan suppressed her sadness, finally nodded to Lu Ju, and turned to go out of the ward. At the moment when he turned around, the white mist of the cigarette was dissipated, revealing his once handsome and rebellious profile. saw that there were a few thin lines under the eyes, like the passage of time. The body, the scars deposited in the depths of the soul.

"...Yan Yun," Lu Ju suddenly said from behind.

Yan Yan stopped.

"Yang Mei said she was far away, only to see Qi Sihao, the leader of the Gongzhou detachment, dead, but she didn't see who was shot to death." Lu Ju's deep voice came: "—Did you see clearly?"

Yan Yan didn't move, as if he didn't even have the ups and downs of breathing.

"...Maybe it was Jiang Zing." After an unknown amount of time, his voice honed by the sandpaper finally rang out and said, "It was too fast at that time, in fact, I too..."

After a pause, he said in a low voice, "It should be."

Bureau Lu nodded silently, Yan Yan pushed open the door, as if escaping something, and walked out without looking back.

Since that day, there have been endless interrogations and interrogations.

What happened in Yuanlongxia that day, who appeared, and what they said, must be repeated word for word, even the most subtle changes in tone and demeanor were not spared. Under such a high-intensity and intensive interrogation, it is very difficult to conceal or distort a specific thing, and the massive repetitive narrative will confuse people's thinking and lead to flaws.

Although Deputy Director Zhao was an impatient novice that day, the people who followed up were all interrogation experts, and their skills were more systematic and theoretical than that of a long-term front-line detective like Yan Xun. In front of these battle-hardened old men, even the slightest flaw would be an opportunity for a complete defeat.

The "Rivet" heard that Shao was the king of spades, and the incident was reported back to Gongzhou, shaking the entire southwest public security system. All relevant personnel in the year Wen Shao was recruited by the agency were all taken down, and news was sent back soon after that, the relevant persons in charge in the recruitment system were dealt with in a whole batch.

Qi Sihao, together with the Gongzhou City Notary Office, the Hazardous Waste Destruction Company and other relevant personnel, filed a case for investigation into the major crimes of outsourcing, theft, and trafficking of seized drugs, and the case was quickly revealed. The drugs to be sold through the hands of these people include 1.6 kilograms of high-purity heroin, 6.2 kilograms of methamphetamine, and a small amount of various amphetamine derivatives, which are serious crimes in terms of nature and social harm.

It is worth mentioning that they also sold at least 300g of "blue gold", but because the director of the notary office died in a sea of ​​fire at KTV in Gongzhou, and Qi Sihao died in Yuanlong Gorge for no apparent reason, other drug dealers will sooner or later demolish their homes. The relationship between being silenced at night, this new type of fentanyl compound has disappeared in the vast crowd, and it is no longer difficult to track.

In addition to this, there is another incident that caused a stir among the police in the Southwest: the 1009 plastic factory explosion three years ago was uncovered again. The current mayor personally took the lead, and the task force was re-established to prepare for a comprehensive review and re-investigation.

This time the task force was different from three years ago. They acted resolutely and without any scruples. Not only Room 701 in Yazhiyuan Community, but also Jiang Ting's entire life was completely revealed in the sun, and was taken word by word with a magnifying glass. Recheck. Back then, those who had connections with Caohua A and were bought by the K of Spades, and those who should be investigated should be caught, and several business executives had been pulled down overnight.

But it's more than that, everyone knows it.

Drug cartels are still active, and what has been revealed is just the tip of the iceberg. More, deeper and more complex interests are covered under the deep water, and without a deep throat, don't know when to wait until the day when it is exposed.

But these have nothing to do with Yan Yan.

After more than half a month, all the interrogations came to an end, and he finally regained his temporary personal freedom.

It was still early winter when he left Jianning, but it was already nine days when he returned home. Yan's father and Yan's mother came to the hospital door to pick him up. Seeing the haggard son slowly coming out of the door alone, even Zeng Cui, who was always savage, couldn't help but redden her eyes.

Yan Yan didn't say a word, stepped forward and gave her parents a tight hug.

"Go home." Zeng Cui patted Yan Yan's firm shoulder and said, "Just go home."

Many years ago, she patted the top of her son's head as easily as she patted a ball, but now she has to lean over to pat Yan Yan's shoulder.

Christmas is coming, the potted plants at the entrance of the lakeside community are wrapped in circles of red and green lanterns, which are very beautiful from a distance. A honeysuckle vine is hung by the property at the entrance of each unit corridor, and it is also decorated with golden flowers. bell. Yan Yan got out of his parents' car and entered the elevator alone to the top floor. He hesitated for a moment when he opened the door, and then pressed his fingerprint on the door lock.

Snapped.

Orange lights lit up the living room, reflecting on the large cream-white sofa.

Thousands of miles of Milky Way outside the window, thousands of lights. Bone soup was boiling in the kitchen, and the whole room was steaming with delicious heat, and white mist appeared on the floor-to-ceiling glass windows; Jiang Ting leaned barefoot on the pile of pillows on the sofa, holding a steaming teacup, from the line While playing chess, he raised his head and asked with a smile, "Why did you come back so late?"

Yan Yan stood quietly at the door.

"The soup is cold," Jiang Ting raised his foot and pointed in the direction of the kitchen, then ordered with a smile, "Wash your hands and serve the rice, and bring me the plate."

The rustling of the kitchen faucet, the collision of tableware, spoons and dishes, the rubbing of fabrics and the crunch of kisses, all sounded from the void one by one. Yan Yan heard his laughter coming from the entrance all the way into the kitchen, he closed the door, walked to the sofa like sleepwalking and stared at the coffee table.

Jiang Ting said, "Pour three tablespoons of soy sauce and two tablespoons of vinegar into the bowl, chop some minced garlic and mix it for a while. You didn't add spicy food to my bowl, right?"

Yan Yan opened her mouth, her lips trembling slightly.

"Yan Yun!" Jiang Ting rolled over from the sofa and asked towards the kitchen, "Did you hear me!"

"..."

Yan Yan looked at the coffee table in front of the sofa, with a strange trembling at the end, and said, "...I heard."

Suddenly, the dream faded, like a gray tide, sweeping away the sound, color, and touch.

There was only Yan Xun standing alone in the living room, the sofa was empty, the kitchen was dark and quiet, and the floor-to-ceiling glass windows were cold and clear; there was only half a cup of tea in front of him, and it was already cold.

His ten fingers were deeply inserted into his hair, covering his eyes with his palms, and took a deep breath and raised his head.

That person is not there.

The day and night with him through his ears, he vowed to make the future for him. Finally, after a series of strange and shocking changes, he used guns to draw the name of Jiang Xun.

He has left.

Yan Yan seemed to lose the feeling of cold and hunger. He was like a wanderer, and he took off his coat, changed his slippers, walked through every room at home, turned on the lights one by one, and then turned off one by one. He seems to be confirming that this fortress is safe, independent, and isolated from the world; just like the empty shell wraps himself, strictly sews, and the wind is not moving. Outside of cold wind.

Then he returned to the living room, sat on the sofa, looking at the slow floating dust in the darkness, without talking and moving.

In fact, he should feel tired, but he was strangely exhausted at all, but he entered the state of almost blank and nothing from the spirit to the body.

The lights were reflected from the window, and the light band across the bridge of the cheekbones over the high nose. His eyes opened unconsciously, and his face was deeply hidden in the strong darkness.

At 10:30, the pointer on the wall emit a quiet green light.

It's time to wash.

Yan Yan stretched out his hand to his side, but his fingertips slipped from the air, and his voice seemed to be an illusion: "Good night, Jiang stop."

Then he seemed to have long stood up and walked into the bathroom.

唰 ——- ——

The cold water washed the face washing pond, and the spinning stopped immediately. Yan Yan's eyes and nose were red, and he stood up expressionlessly. He pulled out the face washing towel from the automatic heating stainless steel frame, and buried the face full of water droplets deep inside.

The water droplets meandered down from his elbow, and a drop of a drop of the mall of marble.

No matter how lonely, the long night always comes.

Yan Yan took a breath in the towel and raised his eyes to look at himself in the mirror. He stood in that for a few seconds, then suddenly felt something slowly, pulled his nose, and looked at the face washing towel in his hand.

"...?"

Yan Yan smelled the towel again to the nose. This time, it was determined that it was not an illusion. After the fabric was dipped in water, it was clearly light, but it was a bit pungent ... chlorine water.

Such a faint smell is definitely impossible to find others, but Yan Yanzhang has been running more for so many years, and running more at the scene of the poisoning. It is enough to evoke his occupational disease, and even when the soul is not kept at this moment, it is no exception.

He wet the towel thoroughly and smelled it a few more times, and he suddenly raised his doubt in his heart -it was not that taste, but it was very similar, it should be ...

bleach?

Yan Yan turned and walked into the toilet, took out the bottle of home sub -chloride bleach from the cabinet, and shook it. wonder if it was psychological, and always felt that the liquid surface was half -inch.

But it's not right. This bottle of bleaching agent is specially cleaned to the toilet toilet. It is impossible for Jiang to do it again and again.

Yan Yan stared at the bottle bleach in his hand and thought of something suddenly, and suddenly moved slightly in his heart.

Most people only think of bleach when they see sodium hypochlorite. But at this moment, as it is destined to be, there is a looming silk thread wounding into a logical chain, which connects sodium hypochlorite with a more professional and more sensitive behavior.

"Maybe ..." He suddenly thought, "Maybe it may be ..."

Yan Yan stood up sharply, rushed out of the toilet to the study, and even hit the door frame even if he hit his shoulders. He turned on the drawer and turned it over a few times, found the magnifying glass, turned back to the bathroom, kneeling on the open space in front of the drum, and carefully observed with the gap of the tiles with a magnifying glass, not even let go of each cement particles, the heart was pounding in the chest cavity Plug.

As long as you can find a trace, even if there is only a little trace, it can confirm the more and more crazy guess in his mind

Suddenly Yan Yan's movement stopped.

He knelt down in the corner of the side of the counter in a very twisted position. Through the magnifying mirror, at the angle between the cabinet and the floor tile, a dark red as thin as the diameter of a hair faintly appeared in the gap.

- That's blood.

Yan Yan pursed her mouth tightly, her heart squeezed her throat so much that it would pop out of her mouth as soon as she opened her mouth. But at this time, he didn't hesitate, grabbed the magnifying glass and immediately exited the bathroom, found his mobile phone and dialed a number.

At the same moment, in downtown Jianning, Han Xiaomei, who was wearing high heels and staggering out of the movie theater with the crowd, rang.

"Hey, Team Yan!" Han Xiaomei made an apologetic gesture to the blind date man, but she was actually relieved. She just wished she could fly back to the city bureau to work overtime, and her tone was full of enthusiasm for her work: "Well, I'm here. It's okay, it's okay, if you have something to say, just say it!"

Yan Yan's breathless breath came from the phone: "Han Xiaomei, immediately steal an inspection box from the city bureau and bring it to the Hubin community. Your brother's life is now in your hands."

Han Xiaomei: "..."

Han Xiaomei's first reaction was that the male boss asked the single female subordinate to come to his house in the middle of the night? ! The second reaction is to lie in a groove, you are really my brother, let me go to the Municipal Public Security Bureau to steal something? !

"Brother Yan Yan Yan Yan, calm down, say something if you have something to say, you asked me to secretly... steal that what?"

Yan Yan stood outside the bathroom door, looking at a large tile floor under the countertop, and finally said in a hoarse voice:

"Luminol reagent."