Chapter 155

He ran away.

After miraculously deceiving the attending doctor's judgment and all plainclothes' surveillance, the anti-water little prince Qin Chuan took advantage of the short gap between the guards to break free of the handcuffs, escaped through the window, and disappeared without a trace.

It only took Lu Bureau less than half an hour from learning of the situation to emergency deployment, but the net did not catch this cunning shark. From the handcuffs of the hospital bed to the outer walls of the window sill, his DNA was covered with his DNA. The visual investigators fought against the surveillance video for two days. In the end, at the exit of a certain expressway, only half of his back and his hand raised in the wind were found.

The gesture seemed to be saying goodbye.

No one knows why Qin Chuan chose to run away that day, maybe because he was finally recuperating enough to move, maybe because the guards were really negligent during the shift change that day. Qin Chuan's unpredictable good and evil no one can get a clue, but Lu Ju said, "It may also be because I have been waiting for you."

Yan Yan: "Huh?"

"Ah what, think about when we were talking in front of his hospital bed that day, in fact he was awake all the time, listening to every word in his ears, and when we went out here, he immediately got up and ran away. how to explain?"

"..." Yan Yan was speechless for a moment, and Ju Lu sighed: "Since you don't want to go to jail, why did you want to be obsessed with ghosts in the first place!"

Bureau Lu stood in front of the office window, the wolfberry and chrysanthemum rock sugar tea was rippling in the large enamel tea jar, steaming hot, and a thin layer of white mist condensed on the reading glasses. He just stared at the busy street in the distance like this, with a shimmering light in his eyes, and after a while he sighed again:

"Qinchuan has the side of justice and loyalty in his character, but I failed to fulfill the responsibility of guiding. I doubted him when Lao Yue was just gone, and it was actually too late to rein in his horse, but he showed The appearance of the outside world is too easy, and when it has never been fixed, it changes from beginning to end..."

"Old, old!" Lu Ju finally summed up with self-deprecation.

Yan Yan wanted to say something to comfort him, but he didn't know what to say. Bureau Lu turned around and walked to the big desk, signed the notice of assistance in the investigation, held a wanted notice in front of him, and narrowed his eyes with emotion.

"...I'll catch him back," Yan Yan finally said in a low voice.

Bureau Lu nodded, both of them stared at the wanted order, and Qin Chuan's handsome face smiled back at them.

"Waiting for you?" Jiang stopped at the head of the hospital bed, snapped the book "The Significance of DNA Methylation in Forensic Practice (Author Gou Li)", and said with a smile: "What are you doing, your relationship with Lu Ju is also the same. It's too rich. He definitely didn't plan the run of the surname Qin alone. It is very likely that he would be supported by his accomplices. The reason why he chose that day was just because the time was right, where did it come from that there are so many? "

Yang Mei sat on the sofa chair in the single-person VIP ward and drank the seafood soup, which was delicious, and nodded. She is not familiar with Qin Chuan, but Qin Chuan once made a cut on her brother Jiang's face, so it ranks third in her book of revenge, and the fourth is the foreman of Gongzhou nightclub who lost her diamond necklace. The five are the KTV bosses next door to the Evernight Palace who robbed her of business.

As for the first and second place, they are all dead.

"Look at what you're doing, still drink, still drink!" Yan Yan taught her, "This is what I made for you to cook and send to your brother Jiang to replenish your body, why did you drink it! You've gained weight in the past two months. Circle, I don’t wash my head, I don’t put on makeup, do you still want to get married in the future?”

Jiang Ting was about to speak up to defend Yang Mei, but when he heard the word marriage, he immediately felt a sense of urgency and stared at Yang Mei reproachfully.

"Why are you getting married?" Yang Mei wiped her mouth and said coldly, "It's good for my wife to live alone, to make money to buy a bag, buy a house and buy jewelry, go to a big dinner with Han Xiaomei and go to a yoga class on weekends, it's better than nothing. ?"

"Although, but..." Yan Yan still hadn't given up.

Yang Mei's next sentence made him speechless: "There is no but, the profit of the Palace of Never Night has tripled in a year, and what I have is money!"

Yan Yan, who knew the benefits of being rich, had to admit that these words were very emboldened.

Jiang Ting smiled helplessly and shook his head, opened Director Gou's latest masterpiece (signed version) again, and asked casually, "Has the notice of assistance in investigation been issued?"

"It's early, so if you don't, you'll have to wait for the New Year." Yan Yan sighed: "But based on the latest developments, he may have escaped from the S province, and the hope of being caught back in a short period of time is relatively slim."

"I think he might go abroad," Jiang Ting said.

"Going abroad?"

Jiang Ting turned a page, pouted "uh" and said, "Qin Chuan doesn't do anything, he is used to killing people with knives, and likes to stay behind. When he was loyal to the king of spades, he hinted at Wang Xingye, otherwise he would They won't leave a loophole in civilian surveillance, so that they will be caught by Lu Bureau. Except for Wang Xingye, who has more than enough success, I guess he has other contacts, who may have already laid more than one for himself. A way back."

Yan Yan was thoughtful, and Jiang Ting said again: "I think you should have seen this clearly. The difference between Qin Chuan and ordinary people is that the good and evil in his personality are fluid. He began to lure him into the water more than ten years ago, not only because he was the only son of Yue Guangping who owed a lot to him, but also because he smelled the side of Qin Chuan who was similar to himself - they all liked the kind of people who control the evil in their hands. Feeling. When Qin Chuan deliberately asked Ajie in front of me for the 92 police gun, he pointed at Ajie's head and pretended to hit him, ignoring Ajie's suspicions, because he enjoyed the kind of The thrill of taking chestnuts in the hearts of heavy hearts. Compared with Wen Shao, Qin Chuan just has an extra curse in his heart."

"If possible, it is best to bring him to justice as soon as possible," paused and concluded, "Otherwise, I am afraid that he may gradually evolve into the second king of spades under the influence of external forces."

Will Qin Chuan go down that road of no return?

No one could tell this clearly, but Yan Yan felt that he had more than a king of spades in his heart, not just a spell, but also something else.

However, this can only be known when he catches Qin Chuan with his own hands in the future.

The result of Jiang Ting's handling has not come down, and Bureau Lv said that it is because the S provincial department has been arguing with the Gongzhou Municipal Bureau. Since Deputy Director Hu came to make a transcript, Jiang Ting has been interrogated several times, and every time he came out, he felt a little more nervous; but later, because he could not wait for the result, he gradually calmed down. After coming down, told Yan Yan that even if he was sentenced to a few years in prison, he would not be afraid. He brought Gou Li’s latest book and the Heart Sutra of Prajna Paramita into the detention center. When he was released after his sentence, he would be a multi-talented swordsman. .

Yan Yan smiled bitterly and said that her husband couldn't do anything else, so he must apply for medical parole for you, so you can rest assured.

At the beginning of spring in March, Jiang Ting was finally discharged from the high-level single ward, and officially ended the days of Yanxun City Bureau, home, hospital, hospital, hospital... three-headed run.

Not only did his hair grow out, but it was also very soft and black. Even Yan Yan was amazed, and he touched it when he had time. However, Jiang Ting had become accustomed to the bald and cool demeanor, and euphemistically expressed his wish to cut his head. This time, not only Yan Yan, but also Yang Mei, Ma Xiang, Han Xiaomei and other people with normal aesthetics expressed strong opposition. So he had to give up.

After all, it is still comfortable at home. Jiang Ting eats, sleeps, sleeps, eats, and eats all day long. When he is bored, he goes downstairs to the community park to feed the kittens. Ms. Zeng Cuicui came to deliver soup every two days and fed him like a big baby, which caused him to feel that he had gained weight not long after he was discharged from the hospital. At the last stop, he found that he had gained three kilograms.

"Yan Yun!" Jiang Ting poked his head out of the bathroom and shouted, "You promised to take me to Gongzhou when you weighed five pounds, come and see!"

Yan Yan was watching the ball with his feet crossed in the living room. Hearing this, he immediately rubbed his hands and stood up, and said to himself, "I have fattened up, so I can eat meat..."

Jiang Ting wanted to go to Gongzhou Martyrs Cemetery. This is the first time he has made this request since the 1009 plastic factory bombing.

It's not that Yan Xun didn't want to drive him. The main reason was that the doctor said that Jiang Ting's cardiovascular and cerebrovascular vessels were still weak and could not withstand too much emotional fluctuations. Ju Ju also felt that from Jiang Ting's performance, he was likely to die in front of the tombstone. past. It wasn't until the weather became a little warmer, and after mid-April, the results of the re-examination were very good, and Yan Yan finally took Jiang out of the door with the doctor's permission.

Different from the renderings of literary and artistic works, when they arrived at the cemetery, not only did they not have cloudy and drizzle, but they also did not have gloomy clouds. On the contrary, the weather was fine. The buds on the tops of the branches sprouted, clusters of small flowers swayed in the wind on the green grass, and even the gray tombstones reflected the warm shimmer of the years.

Yan Yan said, "I'll find you a maza to sit for a while, how can you stand for so long."

Jiang Ting didn't say a word. He walked back and forth in front of a dozen tombstones with the bouquet in his arms, not knowing what he was muttering. After a long time, he finally couldn't walk, he raised his trousers and sat on the floor, heaving a long sigh.

"Okay, I'll be alone for a while," he said casually, "I'll go out and find you later."

Yan Yan patted his shoulder, took a cigarette from his pocket, put it in his mouth, put one hand in his trouser pocket and went out.

Criminal police is one of the most dangerous professions in the peaceful age. The older the criminal police officer, the more he can see how evil the hearts of evil people can be, how kind souls can be, how precious life is, and how valuable death and parting can be. how easy it is.

It is precisely because life is too fragile and easy to disappear, so we must bid farewell to the deceased with the mentality of looking forward to reunion, and use severe punishment to protect the living.

Yan Yan walked out of the cemetery, took a deep breath in the fresh air mixed with grass and trees, and suddenly felt the phone vibrate in his pocket.

"Hello, Bureau Lu?"

Yu team proposed to retire from illness, and Yan Yan's official succession was also put on the agenda. After being promoted to the main office, even if he is a middle-level leader, it is inconvenient to scold. Bureau Lu and Deputy Bureau Wei seem to be scolding them for the rest of their lives in the last few days. Now they can't help but see him The need to stack up his sleeves caused Yan Yan to have a considerable psychological shadow on the phone between the two.

"Where are you recruiting cats and dogs, Gongzhou?"

"…………"

Before Yan Yan had time to argue that it was you who approved the fake in person, he just listened to Bureau Lu continue: "The ministry's opinion on Jiang Ting's handling has been approved."

Yan Yan's cheeks tightened: "How is it?"

There was air flowing over the phone, which sounded like a long sigh. Director Lu said, "In the end, it's all thanks to Lao Yue!"

Among all the points where Jiang Ting may touch the line, the shooting of Qi Sihao is not very serious, because he had already taken refuge with the king of spades and betrayed the existence of Yan Yan to the drug dealer, so this point is controversial. What is really serious is some of the things he did for Wu Tun when he first joined the police in his early years, as well as several demolitions that he was ordered to cover by the K of Spades - Hu Weisheng is a typical example; and Jiang Ting "died" after the 1009 incident. , A few big tigers from the upper ranks of Gongzhou took advantage of the situation and planted him with what they had done, and now it is completely unclear.

Although it is said that merits and demerits are equal, but how much work is calculated and how much is overcalculated, the water in this is very deep, and it is almost endless when you pull the skin.

The provincial department, the Jianning City Bureau and the Gongzhou Municipal Bureau were ticked for two months, and finally alarmed the Ministry of Public Security. At the beginning of April, the Ministry of Public Security sent people to investigate and transferred a large number of old cases ten years ago. When investigating the violations of the disciplinary in the early years of the case, he found a lot of evidence that he was planted. The retired municipal party committee leaders; afterwards, they went to investigate in depth, and found that some of the early years of Jiang Pai's early years were supplemented with various means.

——The Yue Guangping.

After Jiang Pukang was frank to Yue Guangping, and proposed the 1009 action plan, the old director quietly turned out of all the problems of all the problems in his early years, making up for the instructions and signatures. He did this to carry the pot on himself. Although the compliance of the supplementary instructions was insufficient, in the event that Jiang stopped one day in the future, Yue Guangping could be used as a barrier to set up the last buffer room for him.

The deceased has gone, and Yu Yin still exists. Before these old cases were exposed, no one knew what Yue Guangping had done, and even Jiang Pai himself did not know that there was always a pair of aging and powerful hands behind him to support the invisible umbrella.

"Public prosecution is not too much, and the party is seriously remembered. Let's turn Jiang to his own blame to resign ..."

In fact, he was fired, and he could no longer put on his uniform back to the police team. But compared to public prosecution, this ending is already very good, and it is even worth celebrating.

"... I understand," Yan Yan was silent for a long time, and said with emotion: "Okay, it's okay ... I'll tell him."

Lu Tuan told a few words and hung up the phone.

Yan Yan held his mobile phone, took a deep breath to settle his mind, and walked towards the green cemetery of spring. His leather shoes stepped on the soft grass, passed through heavy gray and stone monuments, stood beside Jiang Pu, and smiled down at his bright eyes.

"That's it, just now Lv Tuan called, he said ..."

The blue air and blue are washing, the flowing clouds fluttering, and a ray of light broke the clouds. Immediately after thousands of golden lights, the golden arrows shot by the heavenly god run through the world, and illuminate the mountains, rivers, cities and villages in the vast mountains, rivers, cities and villages in the southwest of the motherland.

In the Gongzhou Martyr's Cemetery, he heavy pine cypress and strong, countless stone monuments standing towards the sky.

Jiang Pu buried his face in his palm. Although he tried his best to be suppressed, he could not control the trembling shoulders. The hot tears rolled down from the fingers, and a drop of the loess land buried in the loyalty of his comrades.

Yan Yan pulled him over, pressed his forehead on his shoulder, and sighed for a long time.

The apricot blossoms were like rain, and they were all stunned, and they turned into a row of serene stone monuments and the corners of the red and humid eyes of Jiang stopped, rotating into the sky in the wind.

Native

one year later.

9:30 pm.

In the bungalow in Yicheng Road, Tai Ping District, Jianning City, the ground was covered with survey boards, and the scratching sound of criminal photos was endless. Gou Li, who was carrying the box, rushed to the scene. The warning line was crowded with a curious crowd in his point of point.

"How about Yan?" Han Xiaomei raised his chin without changing his face.

"I know that the robbers will be stunned because they are unevenly divided, but they can make a lives and fucking." Yan Yan took the signature of the police filing board, and he did not raise his head: "Immediately issued a co -inspection to the railway station to the train station to the train station. At the highway toll station of the bus station, the traffic police brigade transferred the surveillance video to the northern section of Yucheng Road at 6 o'clock tonight to the northern part of Yucheng Road to send it to the material card technology group, Ma Xiang! The waist code of the batch of theft diamonds was compared to the trace check! I am! What about two dogs? Is the forensic doctor in place? "

"Who is your two dogs!" Gou Li roared: "Director Gou, director!"

Yan Yan laughed, and the probe looked outside the door: "Hey, why haven't you arrived?"

A car came from a distance, and in the eyes of the public, it slowly stopped at the gate of the community.

Associate Professor Jiang in the Department of Investigation of the Jianning Police Institute bowed out of the door, put in his pocket in one hand, raised a trench coat in one hand, and walked through the crowd quickly in the discussion. The internship police had been accustomed to it long ago, and said hello to him with a smile on the distance, handed gloves, and lifted the warning line diligently.

Jiang stopped, and looked up at the gaze of Yan Han, not far away.

No one could see the smile on the bottom of the river. He put on his gloves and fascinated the flashing police lights in red and blue, and strode towards the crime scene.

The author has something to say:

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Look at Fanwai next week

"Broken Cloud" has been serialized for seven months. It is my longest article. I am very grateful to the readers who have accompanied me along the way. Your support, encouragement and opinions have already become an inseparable part of this article.

When this article started serialization, I actually had 17 chapters saved, which was unprecedented (I had 2 chapters before). However, due to various objective reasons and subjective mistakes, I made everyone wait for a while before the start of the third volume, and for a while during the World Cup, I feel very sorry and guilty. I decided to learn from the lesson, and I must save up to 40 chapters for the next article to make sure that I don't take long vacations for anything in the middle.

There are a lot of things in this article that I am satisfied with, and there are also some things that I am not satisfied with. I will slowly start to revise the article after a while.

The third volume was completely deleted and rewritten, causing a certain amount of trouble. In the original third volume, Yu team took on a very full plot, and was killed by an internal black gun during a mission to cover Han Xiaomei. This directly contributed to the rapid growth and rebirth of Xiaomei China and Han in the fourth volume, as well as some character changes due to the change of identity and the aggravation of responsibilities after Yan Yan was promoted to the leader of the detachment. The lack of this part of the content has caused the lack of meaning in the transition of missions between the two generations of female criminal police officers. I feel it is a pity.

But the rewrite of the third volume also has a good side, mainly because the character of Qin Chuan has been completely changed. If possible, it may become a link role and continue to the next volume (not sure if there is a next one).

"Broken Cloud" signed the film and television copyright and radio drama in February this year, and subsequently signed animation and simplified publishing. I didn't like Simplified Publishing very much before, mainly because of the need to delete the meat and write an extra. This time the publisher didn't ask me to write an extra. But because of the reason for the World Cup leave, I am very sorry, so I will definitely write an online extra (see next week), and I will try my best to write a physical extra.

Some people may have noticed "Broken Cloud 2" in the column. It's like this. Around April or May, some film and television parties came to Jinjiang to ask me what I plan to write in my next article. I probably have a few topics that interest me, but Not finalized either. By June, the bidding was suddenly sold, but I was still not sure how to write the next article (mainly because I was going to fly to Moscow at that time, and the fourth volume was progressing to a complicated time, and I opened my eyes every day. Just thinking about how to pave the way for the plot to a decisive battle). Because an article ID is required to sign a contract, I was about to go out to the airport on the day I got on the plane, and the editor suddenly knocked on me to turn on the computer to send an urgent copy of the pre-received copy, so I dragged my suitcase and temporarily named it "Poyun 2". I have no idea what kind of story to write. I will be leaving Melbourne at the end of August, and I will go to London in September to work until the end of the year, so I won’t be able to open a new article until the end of the year. This time, I have to save up to 40 chapters before I start publishing, hoping to give readers a good reading experience.

So that's it, although serialization is not an easy thing, but looking back on it, I am very happy to have spent the past half a year with everyone. If you still don't have enough, Maoer FM exclusively serializes the "Poyun" radio drama every Saturday. Because this is a sharing system for Jinjiang and the author, the editor also asks me to drop some exclusive snippets from time to time in the radio drama, if you want Thank you very much for your support.

When the extras are released next week, will sort out all the overlord lists from June 11 to the present. It is estimated that it will be very long. Students who do not want to turn the page can click on the APP to cover the upper right corner. The author has something to say~

Well, after the episode next week, see you on the next story.

Ten years have gone by in a blink of an eye, love you, bow!