Jianning City.
Building 2, District 9, Amber Villa.
It was raining, the pavement was drenched with water, and vehicles drove by, making a screeching sound; the tail smoke and rain were sticking together, and dizzying exhaust gas was transpiring all over the world.
A stocky, staggering old man wearing a dark gray trench coat, with a briefcase under his arm and a large black umbrella, walked into a brightly lit convenience store downstairs in the community.
During lunch time, the store was deserted, and the boss didn't know what to do. Only his child was lying behind the cashier doing homework and watching the store. The old man laboriously put away the umbrella, shook the water droplets, and asked kindly, "Children?"
The little boy bit the pen and raised his head.
"Where's your father?"
The child pointed to the back.
"Help me call your father here, I said that the uncle who borrowed important things came over two days ago." The old man patted the little boy's head with his rough and generous palm: "Go ahead."
The little boy looked him up and down, jumped off the bench in confusion, and ran to the back door of the small supermarket.
The old man was not in a hurry, he put the briefcase that was tightly clamped along the way on the counter and pulled it open, and took out a silver-gray mobile hard disk. Just then there was a clanging sound in the store, the glass door slid open again, and the wind and rain outside swept in with moisture and cold—a new customer arrived.
"?"
The old man paused and then stuffed the mobile hard drive back into his briefcase. Who would have thought that such a subtle movement was interrupted, a slender white hand stretched out from behind him and held the old man's hand accurately and unquestionably:
"Show me too, Director Lu."
It was obvious that every word was soft, but Ju Lu suddenly shook his face, his pupils shrank, and then he turned to look at the person who came—
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"It's hard work, let's continue to do it tomorrow!"
"See you tomorrow!"
Qin Chuan said goodbye to his colleagues, stopped and walked in the evening rush hour traffic that was especially crowded because of the rain, and drove home more than an hour later, rushing into the corridor elevator in the rain.
Ding!
Qin Chuan stepped out of the elevator, took out the key and was about to open the door, but his movements suddenly stopped.
"..." He looked at the familiar house number 527 in front of him, and for some reason his heart tightened erratically, and he couldn't even breathe for a few seconds, as if he had a premonition of something.
He took a deep breath, calmed down, opened the lock slowly, and pushed open the door with a creaking sound.
No lights were turned on in the living room, and the last ray of skylight and streetlights through the glass windows outlined the familiar furniture in pale gray shadows. Before leaving in the morning, the coat that was hurriedly thrown on the armrest of the sofa was still spread out, half-drinked cold tea was placed on the dining table, and the goldfish in the fish tank on the coffee table fluttered, reflecting the sparkling water; the black and white portrait of the woman was placed on the table. On the refrigerator, facing the entrance, a familiar face appeared.
A slender figure turned his back to the door, looked at the photo carefully, heard the sound of him coming in, but did not look back:
"You brought back a bunch of Yue Guangping's hair and buried it with Lingtang. Are you sure she will really be happy about it?"
Qin Chuan let out a long sigh - as if the barrier had been stagnant in his chest for more than ten years, and it has finally turned into a white mist, which dissipated in the air in an instant.
"Happy, I think." He replied with a smile.
Qin Chuan closed the door with a backhand, took off his coat, and threw it on the sofa. He moved his shoulder muscles a few times. There was a clear crunch of bones under his shirt. In sharp contrast, his expression was still very polite. :
"I've heard the name for a long time, but it's because of saving. Hello, Jiang Detachment."
The young man turned around, and it was Jiang Ting.
This is actually a very absurd and ridiculous meeting, but how ironic the specific meaning is, maybe just like Qin Chuan's phrase "Have heard the name for a long time, and saved one side", only the two of them in this world can personally understand it.
Qin Chuan seemed to find it very interesting: "Did you visit your mother's hometown on purpose?"
"In order to confirm my guess about your life experience, yes. Fortunately, I have a little understanding of Yue Guangping's whereabouts in the mountains and the countryside more than 30 years ago." Jiang Ting asked indifferently: "Do you want to know where you are exposed?"
Qin Chuan made a gesture of please speak.
"On the day Fang Zhenghong took the medicinal liquor from you and knocked it over, a few drops of medicinal liquor splashed on his trouser legs, but he did not extract even a trace amount of aconitine from the cloth. In other words, you claimed to be from the criminal investigation. The confession that the detachment tried to drink after borrowing the bottle of highly poisonous medicinal wine was a lie, you drank it for Fang Zhenghong to see, you had exchanged it and hid it beforehand, Yan Yan's original non-toxic medicinal wine."
"The entire poisoning incident is a scene you carefully planned, from reminding Yan Yan to use medicinal wine, to Fang Zhenghong's rage to stop you from using the medicinal wine borrowed by the criminal investigation detachment, all the key turning points developed as you planned, And there is only one prerequisite for this play to end successfully."
Jiang paused and said, "You know Fang Zhenghong and Yan Yan too well. You know exactly how they would react in a well-designed scene—just like a year ago, when you pretended to be In the name of Yan Yan, he sent Fang Zhenghong poisonous wine, and he expected that he would definitely drink the same."
Qin Chuan smiled wryly, as if a little helpless: "I knew that day I should play the show to the end... I shouldn't be soft when I hit the door."
"Why were you afraid at the time?" Jiang Ting frowned and asked, "Because of Yue Guangping's death, you finally realized clearly that aconitine can really kill people?"
This time Qin Chuan really laughed, shaking his head while laughing:
"No, no, I've known for a long time that aconitine can kill people. I just thought—how can I say it? How can I risk my life if I haven't done what I want to do?"
He seemed to be a little regretful like this. He went around the sofa and wanted to go this way, but Jiang stopped him: "Stop, or we'll shoot."
Qin Chuan took a closer look, and sure enough, in the darkness, Jiang Ting was holding a black muzzle in his hand.
"Okay," Qin Chuan stopped and asked politely, "What do you want to know? Tell me, and I'll tell you."
Jiang Ting asked, "When did you get in touch with the King of Spades?"
The word contact should only be used by Jiang Ting, otherwise there are more ugly words to express the same meaning, but Qin Chuan didn't care too much: "No, it's not me who contacted him, he came to me on his own initiative."
"I took the initiative to find you?"
"Yes, it was the first semester I was admitted to the police academy. To be exact, it was the second day that Yue Guangping first appeared in my life in the name of 'father'." Qin Chuan shrugged teasingly: "I got it early. It's beyond your expectations, that's why I said that I have long admired the name, Jiang Detachment."
It does.
If this is true, Qin Chuan knew the king of spades more than ten years ago!
"Did Yue Guangping meet Lingtang when he went to the countryside as an educated youth?" Jiang Ting asked.
"An old-fashioned story. The consolation of the educated youth who went to the countryside when they were depressed, the major life choice to return to the city, the torture of conscience and lifelong regrets in the next few decades... Not worth mentioning." Qin Chuan said, "I don't know. When did Yue Guangping know of my existence? In the year of the college entrance examination, my mother died suddenly in the countryside, and I began to receive funding, but I never knew who the 'good-hearted person' was. It was not until I went to the police station that I found out that the good-hearted person was my father. "
Until now, when talking about this past, Qin Chuan has a subtle self-mockery.
"Yue Guangping may have wanted to wait until I was admitted to university to meet each other again, so that they would be more stable emotionally, but he didn't expect that his every move would be followed by the people of the king of spades. It's true, he was Gongzhou back then. The most promising person to take over the throne of public security chief, the king of spades would not let go of such a lucrative target, so the day after Yue Guangping came to me in tears, the king of spades also appeared and asked me: 'Do you know what Yue Guangping abandoned your mother and son for?'"
Jiang Ting narrowed his eyes, looked up and down at Qin Chuan, who was a few steps away, and said slowly, "You don't look like someone who would stand there and let him be brainwashed."
"Of course not." Qin Chuan laughed, "I have my own ideas, otherwise why would I come to Jianning instead of Gongzhou?"
If you go to Gongzhou, with Yue Guangping's guilt, even if he doesn't go through the back door to help his son's promotion, he will never make less arrangements.
But Qin Chuan didn't—he came to Jianning and started working as an intern at the police station. The blood and sweat injuries over the years were real, and at least 80% of his exploits were real.
"He is for his future," Jiang Ting said softly, "so you have to earn a future that is not inferior to his."
Qin Chuan did not deny it.
"You've been working with the King of Spades for more than ten years?" Jiang Ting asked.
"Oh, that's not true." Qin Chuan denied it frankly and bluntly, and said, "The K of Spades has contacted me several times in the four years of the police station, hoping that I will go to Gongzhou to be Yue Guangping's inner responder, turn against him and control him. He, may even replace and destroy him one day; I admit that this drug lord's provocative and persuasive genius is a genius, and even nearly brainwashed me at one point. But in the end, my desire to prove myself was overwhelming. everything, even hatred of his biological father."
Prove yourself what? Qin Chuan didn't say anything, and Jiang Ting didn't ask.
But some things don't need to be pointed out among smart people, they all know—
Back then, you abandoned your girlfriend in the country and your morals and responsibilities as a man in exchange for a future of loneliness and a high-ranking position. And now the son who is abandoned by you does not need to rely on and beg you, he can also prove his ability, and he can also show shame and regret on your old face.
"There is only one thing that is strange to me," Qin Chuan said, "although I rejected the king of spades and left Gongzhou, unexpectedly, he didn't have any objection either, as if he had expected it long ago, he just suddenly stopped I got all the news and contacts. Since then, this drug cartel hasn't appeared around me for several years, and I don't know why, until five or six years ago..."
"Because he can understand this feeling." Jiang Ting said lightly.
"what?"
There was a strange look on Jiang Ting's face, "It's nothing, you continue."
"Until five or six years ago, I was in danger in an arrest operation and was rescued when I was in a situation of isolation and helplessness." Qin Chuan said, "It's the king of spades."
Five or six years ago, that was almost when Jiang Ting discovered "Blue Gold" in Gongzhou. Immediately, Jiang Ting began to investigate, and finally found an underground drug factory in the mountainous area of Gongzhou, where he encountered the adult King of Spades again.
The trajectory of fate extended from all directions, gradually forming a big net, wrapping everyone in it, and rushing.
"At this time, you have been working in Jianning for many years, but you are still a little criminal who throws your head and blood, and finally found out that the world is not black and white. With the help of the K of Spades, your life safety and the efficiency of investigation are both There are a lot of guarantees, all scattered small drug dealers can be wiped out, and the promotion at each level has become extra smooth, right?"
Jiang Ting stared at Qin Chuan, and the other party nodded: "Almost."
"So you finally cooperated," Jiang Ting's tone was declarative without any doubt: "At that time, Yue Guangping had been promoted to deputy mayor and chief of public security, but he was like an iron wall in Gongzhou City, the king of spades. Couldn't pull him into the water, had to start with you again."
Qin Chuan sighed and said, "Yes."
Just like Jiang Ting guessed.
At that time, Qin Chuan, who was not even a deputy detachment, could not provide any help in Jianning for the king of spades. The main target of the drug lord was Yue Guangping. Because no matter how much the Gongzhou public security system is infiltrated, if the leader Yue Guangping insists on not going into the water, the hurdle of the king of spades is still very large.
It can be said that Yue Guangping is the most difficult bone for the king of spades, and the lonely deputy mayor has no flaws.
Except for Qin Chuan.
The last bit of daylight faded away, clouds loomed over the city, and raindrops kept beating against the windows. Even the outline of the furniture was blurred in the room, but Jiang Ting's slightly distorted face was still very clear for some reason.
"So, you are the insider who leaked the 1009 action information to Spade K three years ago and killed my fourteen anti-drug police officers?"
"Hahaha… "
There was a low voice of laughter in the room, and then the sound became louder and more pronounced. Qin Chuan held his forehead, and even his shoulders were shaking, as if he had heard the funniest lie in the world. - It's been three years, how long will you be deceiving yourself?"
Jiang Ting was like being immersed in ice water, from his nose to his lungs, filled with biting ice balls.
"Is Yue Guangping, the chief of public security, a vegetarian, so he would casually tell others such important information? What's more, I'm not even a police officer in Gongzhou. You would have thought that he would put the The public security bureau's internal informant said it like a drink?"
"… "
"Don't brainwash yourself, Team Jiang." Qin Chuan's eyes flashed with a mixture of mockery and pity, and he said, "It was you and Yue Guangping who caused the failure of the 1009 anti-drug operation and sent more than ten comrades into Huangquan. "
Jiang Ting's elbows, shoulders, and even half of his body were trembling unnoticed under the coat, and the bones of the hand holding the gun were protruding.
But Qin Chuan didn't seem to see it, he just stared at Jiang Zing's motionless pupils in the dark, and smiled softly, word by word: "There is no ghost at all, never—"
"The murderer is you."