As long as he is stunned for another second, the stalker behind him will discover the fact that he has been exposed, and it is difficult to predict whether it will develop to the end of the fish and the net.
At this moment, which was entirely based on instinct, Yan Yan bent down, rolled up his trousers as if unintentionally, and moved naturally without any abnormality, then got up and continued to walk forward.
—When he rolled up his trousers, he glanced back for a moment. The trees behind him were neat and tidy, like a quiet shadow under the street lamp.
It is impossible for many people to be ambushed downstairs. First of all, if there are, I will not walk all the way without noticing it. Secondly, the community management has not neglected to that extent. It is possible to sneak in one or two outsiders without a registered vehicle. Going in and out is too much shit.
Then assume that the stalker is between one or two people, and the distance is about fifteen to twenty meters. Under such visual conditions, the shooting accuracy is difficult to guarantee, that is to say, even if the other party has a gun, they will not shoot rashly for the time being; if If it suddenly approached from the bushes, it would take at least two to three seconds for the other party to make a sound and launch an attack.
And now—Yan Yan calmly checked the distance between himself and the front door, about 80 meters.
It only takes another minute to enter the surveillance area.
Papa pata, Yan Yan's slippers slapped on the concrete floor, no one saw the blue veins on the back of his hand carrying the garbage bag.
What do those who follow him want to do
How many days have they been in ambush in this community
Why are you taking pictures of him like a paparazzi
If it wasn't for the wrong time, Yan Yan would almost feel absurd and ridiculous in his heart. But what he is most concerned about now is not that he has no guns, no knives, and that he has nowhere to pick up a wooden stick in the beautifully trimmed greenery of the community, but that Jiang Ding lives in this apartment.
If you have any mistakes, will the opponent's next target be Jiang Ting, who is weak and weak
The door was getting closer and closer, the bright lights in the duty room gradually became clear, and the movement behind Suosuo seemed to have stopped. Yan Yan's heart gradually calmed down as he progressed step by step. He went up and knocked on the glass of the duty room. The security guard who was dozing off with his head tilted immediately woke up and stepped forward to open the door: "Hey, Brother Yan!"
This security guard has been working in the community for a long time. He knows that Yan Yan is a policeman, but he just doesn't know what kind of policeman he is. Yan Yan stood at the door of the duty room and did not go in. She touched a cigarette and gave it to him: "Excuse me, borrow a fire."
The security hurriedly thanked him and took out the lighter. The two smoked cigarettes face to face for a while. Yan Yan asked, "Are you on duty here tonight?"
"That's not it," said the security guard.
"Have you seen a stranger come in?"
"No, I'm staring at it!"
Yan Yan said in her heart that you are still staring, who was the one who was almost snoring when I knocked on the window just now.
The security guard smiled and asked, "Brother Yan, what are you doing, shopping?"
Yan Xun responded vaguely, put out the cigarette butt, and the person who was following after the time was about to leave, so he said, "borrow your baton for me to use."
If someone else borrowed it, the security guard would definitely not agree, but Yan Yan was a real policeman, so the security guard gave it to him with suspicion. Yan Yan weighed the baton in his hand, as if getting used to its weight and feel, and then said, "Go back to the duty room and lock the door."
Security: "Huh?"
The security guard didn't realize what was going on, and was pushed into the duty room by Yan Xun. He suddenly turned around and walked straight to the bushes at a speed that could be called rapid. The next moment, the calm bushes suddenly swayed violently. A dark shadow jumped out in the opposite direction!
Security guard: "..." Is there someone over there? !
The stalker isn't gone yet!
Yan Yan's heart settled the moment the person who came to choose to escape, jumped over the bushes with force, and cut through the night with a loud shout: "Stop!"
The wind whistled past his ears, and the stalker ran wild, while Yan Yan was chasing after him. The speed of the two of them was extremely fast, and they rushed out for hundreds of meters before the security could react. The stalker seemed to be very familiar with the terrain of the community. , rushed to the depths of the community.
Yan Yan was wearing flip-flops, which affected his speed when he ran wildly. Seeing that he was about to jump off the wall, he blurted out, "Stop... fuck!"
There was no one near this eating spot. A few night walkers had long since taken shelter. Out of the corner of their eyes, I saw three or five people walking out of the parking lot. At first glance, they were all women. Who should stop them? What if the stalker jumps over the wall
With such a distraction in the blink of an eye, the stalker has already rushed straight to the back wall!
"Get out of the way!" Yan Yan didn't hesitate anymore, the roar scared the girls to scream back, and he immediately raised his hand and threw the baton out!
The baton whirled and spun with great precision, only to hear "Bang!" The metal echo oscillated for a long time, and hit the back wall railing with the stalker's hand!
"what-"
The stalker let out an extremely deep pained cry, probably having been hit in the arm. Yan Yan chased after him, but the stalker who was stimulated by the severe pain took a few steps to take a run and took advantage of his strength to leap.
The next second, the target dodged and disappeared.
"Damn it!" Yan Yan cursed, leaping up the wall and looking around amidst the exclamations of the girls behind him. However, behind the community is a large urban garden, and the lights on the road in the distance are flickering, and the stalker has long disappeared in the dark night.
"Yan Yan!"
Jiang stop
When Yan Yan turned around, he saw that Jiang Ting had already arrived, and there were several security guards behind him. The brother who had just borrowed the baton in the duty room held a walkie-talkie and hurriedly asked loudly, "Are you okay, Brother Yan? Is it a thief? Is it a thief?"
In front of outsiders, Yan Yan couldn't say anything, and jumped off the fence with a vague promise. The security guard also recruited several colleagues, who surrounded him and asked, "Did you have something stolen, Officer Yan?" "Would you like to call the police?"
"No, it's just a little thief. I'll ask my colleagues in the bureau to come and take a look tomorrow." Yan Yan sent the grateful security guards in a few words, and asked them to send more staff to patrol all night. When everyone dispersed, he turned his head and lowered his head Sheng asked Jiang Ting: "Why are you here?"
Jiang Ting was wearing a light gray thin sweater, dark gray cotton trousers and soft-soled shoes, and held the house key in his hand. Probably because he was in a hurry, he was still a little hoarse when he spoke: "When you haven't come back for a long time, I will go downstairs to have a look. I happened to meet a group of security guards rushing here. What's going on?"
"There is tracking," Yan Yan said briefly.
He briefly recounted how he found out that he was being followed, and then took out another cigarette from his pocket. His arm muscles were still shaking slightly after being overly tense. Immediately handed it to Jiang Ting.
Jiang Ting took the cigarette, the flickering flames reflected on his fingers, and the white mist of nicotine slowly dissipated under the street lamp.
The two didn't speak, and for a long while Jiang stopped hoarsely: "I don't feel right."
"how?"
"There is only one person following you, and there is no gun, and ran away immediately after being found?"
"… "
Jiang Ting took a deep breath and raised his head, wondering what he was thinking. The brass street lamp reflected on his beautifully shaped eyes, and after a few seconds he slowly and completely exhaled the white mist and said, "Someone really wants to kill you. But according to what I know about the king of spades, he does not kill when he kills. There will be only this formation.”
Yan Yan frowned suspiciously.
"Let's go to Gongzhou tomorrow." Jiang Ting said solemnly, "It's time to talk to Qi Sihao."
Gongzhou.
Grand Theater.
The splendid lights slowly dimmed in the hall, the boiling voices became silent, and then the golden red curtain was slowly opened, and the dance drama played its first note amid the waves of applause.
The heavy side door behind the auditorium was pushed open a crack, and a middle-aged man of about fifty years old with gray hair came in. He was not used to the dimly lit concert hall. He blinked hard, and suddenly someone tapped his shoulder. .
"…!"
The middle-aged man hasn't made a sound yet, only to hear a male voice with a strong accent coldly say: "Follow up."
The young man who led the way was dressed in black and looked like a theater waiter, but his stature was far more vigorous than ordinary people, and he didn't know what was stuffed in his back pocket. The middle-aged man didn't dare to say a word, he lowered his head and quickly followed. The two walked through the auditorium one after the other, followed the spiral staircase on the east side to the second floor, and came to the box door in the middle amid the endless singing. forward.
"Wait," the young man dropped two words.
He knocked on the door lightly, and then got into the box. The middle-aged man forcibly suppressed his anxiety and waited outside. It took about two or three minutes before he saw the "waiter" come out, still very concise and neat: "Big brother told you to come in."
The box is facing the stage, and in the dark but spacious space, three large red sofas are placed against the wall, facing the wooden guardrail in a ring shape. There is also a small table and two armchairs in front of the guardrail. A man wrapped in a windbreaker is sitting on the wide chair on the left with his legs crossed. Because of the angle, he can't see his entire face. From the side, he can only see his eyes fixed on him. While watching the opera, his expression seemed to be very interesting, his slender fingers groped for peanuts in the snack nut plate placed on the small table, and slowly ate them one by one.
The middle-aged man was full of anxiety and quickly looked around the box to the left and right, but he could only see a few bodyguards standing in the corner with their hands behind their backs.
"You are..." The middle-aged man couldn't help but ask through gritted teeth, and the last trace of reason made him swallow the words "K of Spades" abruptly.
The king of spades laughed, put his index finger on his lips to signal him to keep his voice down, and said, "Shh, the thirteenth princess has come out."
On the stage, the girl danced with the golden fruit in the music, and the flute gradually became clearer with the accompaniment of the clarinet. The princess who came out at the end was innocent, delicate, and beautiful. She appeared brilliantly in the light and cheerful melody of the violin, and the prince fell in love at first sight and vowed to marry her.
"Beautiful?" Spade K raised his chin towards the stage.
The middle-aged man spit out a word: "beautiful."
"Do you think the prince loves her?"
"… Love."
The K of Spades nodded, as if it was very interesting: "Yeah, everyone thinks so."
"..." The middle-aged man didn't know what to say. He forced himself to stand up straight, but there was a fine cold sweat oozing from his back. Perhaps discovering this hidden fear and embarrassment, the king of spades smiled and shook his head, his knuckles banging on the table! Boom! Knocked twice.
The door of the box opened again, and a nurse with a low brow came in with a baby in her arms, and there was a sleeping baby inside.
The middle-aged man immediately ecstatically took the swaddle into his arms: "Hee hee, hee hee—"
"It is said that this girl is very good. She doesn't cry or make trouble. She sleeps when she eats. She is a lucky child." She's not so lucky, you know?"
The muscles on the middle-aged man's face stiffened, and a needle-like fear pierced through his heart. When he spoke, his voice could be heard weak: "I... I understand, but I just follow the procedure, and there are so many people staring at me. , there's really no way..."
"Did the process allow you to receive money from Caohua A?"
The middle-aged man took a breath and his entire body froze.
"The grass on the wall, the two ends are down, and it is the first thing to be cut when the hatchet falls." Spade K raised his hand in this posture leaning on the back of the chair, and patted the middle-aged man with the back of his hand. , said earnestly: "Your 003 siren didn't come easily, at least you fought for your life, don't waste it easily."
The middle-aged man only felt that his heart was broken, his face changed, and he was speechless.
At this moment, the sound of the door being opened came from behind him, and the bodyguard who opened the door was respectful and whispered in Burmese, "Brother Jie!"
Applejack nodded casually, walked to the K of Spades and stood, looking up and down the middle-aged man. His eyes have a sniper's shrewdness, especially when standing in the dark, it's as bright as a beast, and his eyebrows reveal an undisguised coldness and ferocity, which makes the middle-aged man feel chills. .
"Big brother, the blue gold that was seized by the police to be destroyed and sold privately has been investigated." Ajie didn't talk to the middle-aged man. He took out a small book from his arms with his gloved hand and said. : "The main people involved are these people."
Each page of this notebook is affixed with a different two-inch bareheaded head, and the names and official positions of the persons involved are recorded below. The king of spades flipped through it, and with a little disinterest, he threw the small book to the middle-aged man: "Look, there is a problem within your city bureau, and we have to help investigate."
The middle-aged man was caught off guard, took the book with his baby in his arms, and caught a glimpse of the Gongzhou Municipal Bureau's Anti-Narcotics Detachment, Criminal Investigation Detachment, Provincial Notary Office, Waste Disposal Company... The highest-ranking person was Qi Sihao. Detachment Captain.
He started to get cold again on his back: "...I understand, I will deal with it."
"Clean up," Spade K stared at the opera and said slowly, "That detachment leader surnamed Qi stays first, it's useful."
it works
-What is the use
The doubts in the middle-aged man's eyes were so obvious that even Ajie couldn't help but ask, "How is it, big brother?"
"For many things at the level of the detachment leader, both leadership functions and operational authority are available, and they are more useful. The so-called magistrates are worse than the current managers." Spade K asked leisurely: "These are not us. Has it been proven?"
Ajie nodded knowingly, and the middle-aged man listened next to him, and seemed to understand something, and a name appeared in his mind—the black police officer who was almost publicly acquiesced in the Gongzhou system later—the former captain of the second anti-drug squad , Jiang stopped.
The sudden warm applause from the audience interrupted his thoughts. The middle-aged man looked for a sound, and the ballet on the stage had reached its climax. Prince Ivan, who broke into the devil's kingdom to save the princess, was caught. The devil Keschi wanted to turn the prince into a stone. In his desperation, the prince asked the Firebird he had saved for help; The group of demons fell into a perpetual dance and sang a song to make them fall asleep.
Firebird led the prince to find the egg with the devil's soul, and after breaking the egg, the devil Keschi disappeared together with his sinful kingdom. The warriors who were turned into stone statues are revived, the princesses are freed, and Prince Ivan announces his marriage to the most beautiful thirteenth princess. wedding.
"What a perfect ending," spade K sighed, "it's a pity that the real story is not what people see."
No one dared to make a sound, the middle-aged man didn't dare to move, and even Ajie stood by the side watching.
"The devil kidnapped thirteen princesses, but I think what he loves and expects in his heart has always been the firebird. Although the firebird brought him death, he only sings when the firebird comes, otherwise the whole kingdom and even eternity His life is nothing but a cold and stiff stone statue to him."
"—Maybe the prince loves Firebird too, but it doesn't matter, the prince is destined to be with the right princess."
No one understood what he was talking about, and the middle-aged man couldn't help being stunned. I saw Spade K stood up and moved his neck in the final cheers and applause and the big reunion chorus, regretting: "There's nothing to see next, let's go."