"It's not easy." Spade K moved his cervical vertebrae, seemed a little emotional, and smiled: "Just to hear this from his mouth, we almost made a fire three years ago... early Just admit it quickly."
Yan Yan opened her mouth, but only her chest rose and shivered, and her throat was like a sour lump. After a while, he used all his strength to squeeze out a voice:
"… Of all the things you said to me, this is the only one I hope is a lie."
"What nonsense!" Uncle Bo, who was finally let go of his mouth, roared angrily: "What nonsense, you just agreed to pour dirty water on Wu Tun! Wen Shao! You are full of wings now, and you want to kill us old men. , I was afraid of being the first to be discussed, so I just wanted to find an excuse to attack Wu Tun! You unfilial son!"
The king of spades kept his eyes fixed: "Oh, is it?"
"When did Wu Tun kill you? He's not good enough for your son?! Sooner or later, we old people will abdicate, and now we dare not let go of power, we just don't care about the safety of our family! —”
"Wu Tun just wanted to kill him."
Uncle Bo's bitterness was interrupted, his expression was very funny for a while, and he stared straight at Jiang Ting.
But Jiang Ting didn't look at him or anyone. His black eyelashes drooped down, his eyes fell on the blood-dry grass in front of him, his face was detached and indifferent, and he continued: "Although Wu Tun did not plan the 1009 operation directly, he did order me to kill the king of spades. Instructions. The entire plastic factory drug case is a murder of the King of Spades by me to carry out his orders."
Uncle Bo took a half step forward, and because of the lack of support from his subordinates, he almost stumbled and stumbled on the grass: "Shut up! You forgot who adopted you from the orphanage back then? You forgot how you were. Wag your tail like a dog begging for food?! Wu Tun raised you, and you slandered him by cooperating with outsiders?!"
Jiang Ting closed his eyes and took a breath, pursing the corners of his lips that were trembling slightly.
K of spades mocked: "Speaking is speaking, what do you say you are so excited about?"
The old man was still scolding, but Jiang Ting had already controlled his emotions and said, "I understand, but everything I said is the truth, you can choose not to believe it."
Uncle Bo was furious: "Fact? You didn't say that when confronted in public three years ago!"
Yan Yan's eardrums buzzed, and he subconsciously turned his attention to Jiang Ting.
But Jiang Ting didn't have any flaws, and he didn't even show the slightest anxiety or unease. He still calmly said, "That's because I'm afraid of being silenced by you after I admit it."
The old man was taken aback.
"As long as I bite to death and don't confess to Wu Tun, you will try to save me from the K of Spades. That's my purpose. As for the relationship between Operation 1009 and Wu Tun, if you really want to investigate, you can find clues. ."
Jiang paused for a while, and those dark and quiet eyes looked at Yan Yan: "I didn't want to admit it in front of you, because I hope that no matter what happens, I can keep a little bit less bad in your heart. But now it seems that this should be an extravagant hope, no one thought that you would appear in Yuanlong Gorge, so it should be God's will."
Yan Yan stared at him blankly, and at that moment a humble thought flashed in his heart: then don't say it—
As long as you don't even say it—
But as soon as the cowardice appeared, he was forcibly pressed to death, Yan Yan stood there straight, and looked back at Jiang Ting's calm face expressionlessly.
"Every step of preparation for Operation 1009 was reported to Wu Tun through encrypted emails." Jiang Zhan said lightly in the eyes of Uncle Bo's sudden change, "This should prove that Wu Tun supported this murder."
"...You are talking nonsense, this is impossible..." The old man was so angry that his face turned purple, and he roared: "It's impossible!"
Jiang Ting ignored his incoherent rant: "King of Spades came back from the United States a few years ago and brought back the latest formula of fentanyl compounds. At that time, Wu Tun's health was not that bad, so when he found the K of Spades, he started When he got rid of the old people's control and developed an independent market, he felt threatened and ordered me to closely monitor. I followed the line of blue gold for a year or two, and finally found an underground drug factory on the edge of Gongzhou. But the unfortunate whereabouts exposed encountered the king of spades."
As he spoke, he changed his words: "Yan Yan, I mentioned this to you, should you still remember?"
-The dark underground factory was washed away by the torrential rain, and countless "blue gold" of priceless value were just piled up on the ground. These drugs that bring addicts the highest joy in the world will pass through Yuanlong Gorge, pass through the border of Yunnan, and be sold to Southeast Asia and even North America; the profits of this factory alone will bring 600 million to Spades K.
Facing the dark blue light that flickered in his eyes like hell, Jiang Ting finally opened his mouth hoarsely: "... So are you going to kill me now?"
"You are my only brother, and it has never changed for more than ten years. All wealth and power can be shared with me." Spade K replied with a smile, and the gentle tone formed an extremely ironic contrast with the muzzle: "Don't work hard for Wu Tun, Heart Q, I will always have your place here."
"But at that time, the king of spades did not prevail in the battle between father and son, so I did not completely cut off the connection with the ace of grass and flowers. Within the organization, the disputes of various interests are extremely complicated, and it is possible to take a wrong half step. Broken to pieces, this dangerous balance continued until three or four years ago, when Wu Tun finally decided to get rid of his heir completely, what was lacking was just an opportunity."
Uncle Bo couldn't help but yelled: "There's no such thing at all! We old people are just for the good of the family, Wu Tun never had that kind of thought!"
The old man's fierce retort was extremely sharp, and even frightened the birds in the forest not far away, but Jiang Ting's narrative was not affected: "Three and a half years ago, Wu Tun decided to take away the hundreds of kilograms of bulk goods in stock, I was in charge of coordinating and arranging the work, and the king of spades would be personally involved in the deal. I realized that this was the best opportunity to murder the king of spades, and in synchrony, Operation 1009 was conceived.”
"In those one or two years, the K of Spades penetrated deeper and deeper into Gongzhou, and the information became more and more well-informed. In order to prevent the 1009 plan from being leaked by his insider, I deliberately made several arrangements. First of all,' Red Heart Q' conveyed such information to the police through 'Rivets' and other undercover agents: the drug dealers will adopt the method of separating people, money and goods, and the firearms and hundreds of kilograms of drugs will be traded in an ecological park in the suburbs of Gongzhou. , the buyer and the seller stay in the plastic factory; therefore, in response, the Gongzhou Municipal Bureau should send most of its elite firepower to the ecological park to tackle the tough problems, while a small part of the police force is scattered to the plastic factory to arrest 'Spade K' himself in buyers and sellers.”
"So on the day of Operation 1009, except for me and Yue Guangping, the entire Gongzhou Municipal Bureau thought that I took a command car with a large number of special police anti-drug police officers to the Ecological Park. My arrangement is to ensure that there are people inside the police. In the case of being infiltrated by the K of Spades, the confidentiality of the entire plan is still maintained."
Yes, the last bit of rationality in Yan Yan's mind told him that Jiang Ting could do this.
He is both the planner of Operation 1009 and the red-hearted Q within the drug cartel; he knows exactly who is the undercover police officer in the organization, so he can easily pass false information to Gongzhou City Bureau through these undercover agents.
"At the same time within the organization, I had to make sure the transaction went smoothly, so I made the opposite arrangement." Jiang stopped swallowing, but did not ease his hoarse voice, and continued: "I told them that on the day of 1009, I will bring A large number of elite police officers went to the Ecological Park, so the buyers and sellers, firepower and hundreds of kilograms of bulk goods were all determined to be in the plastic factory, and only a part of the scattered marijuana was left in the Ecological Park as a cover. Of course, this information is only known to a very small number of high-level officials involved in the operation. Middle and low-level personnel such as 'Rivets' will not be contacted. Therefore, even if Spade K seeks information through his insider buried in Gongzhou City Bureau, he can only detect the police's actions to encircle and suppress the ecological park. deployment, so he should have no doubts about my arrangements for this transaction.”
"...Only Yue Guangping knows the real action plan," Yan Yan heard his own voice saying slowly, "Yue Guangping cooperated with you and transferred the elite police force to the plastic factory just before the action..."
"Yes, my ultimate goal is to kill the King of Spades. Even if Operation 1009 is successful and the police seize a large number of drugs and buyers and sellers, this loss is nothing compared to getting rid of the King of Spades. Every step of Operation 1009 is prepared. Reported to Wu Tun through encrypted email, he also said at the time... cough cough... "
It may be because of falling into the water, Jiang Ting coughed when he said these two words. Spade K turned around, only to see Jiang Ting reluctantly stop coughing, looking up at Yan Yan: "... He expressed his understanding."
Yan Yan's ears were clouded and she stared straight at him.
Jiang Ting looked at him expressionlessly.
After a few breaths, he withdrew his gaze and turned to the king of spades. The corners of his pale lips curved slightly, revealing a hint of sarcasm:
"The only flaw in this murder is that I didn't expect the murdered object to go to be his undercover agent."
Spade K smiled and nodded: "It's easy to say. If it wasn't for Yue Guangping, Operation 1009 would have been successful. It's just a mistake."
"But you didn't say that at the beginning!" I saw Uncle Bo stumbled forward a few steps, the bodyguard vigilantly stood in front of him to prevent any changes, and the old man's fingers stopped at Jiang a little bit in the air, spitting Xingzi almost He wanted to spray it on his frozen side face: "When Wen Shao asked you to confront you in court, would you have been let go if some of our old men hadn't asked for help?! If the truth is as you said, Wu Tun wanted to kill his own son, then why didn't you just drag Wu Tun into the water as Wen Shao wanted, but wait until now?!"
Although Uncle Bo is impatient, this is the point of asking.
The king of spades wanted a reason to turn against his father, and this confession could only be given by Jiang Ting. But the King of Spades is not the kind of person who will leave his opponent alive as long as he acts obediently according to his wishes - if he were, Jiang Ting would have been able to tell the truth three years ago.
Then three years later, Jiang Ting suddenly retorted and dragged Wu Tun's faction into the water, and his credibility was naturally discounted countless times.
"Do you really believe him? Wen Shao, after so many things, you still can't tell, how much he deserves to be trusted?!" Uncle Bo pointed at Jiang Ting, hating the iron to the K of spades: "He is now It seems that he honestly came back to take refuge with you, but if he really didn't cheat, why did he have to run away three years ago!"
The king of spades wanted to say something, but Jiang Ting interrupted him: "Because Yue Guangping didn't die at that time."
This sentence was not loud, but it was very clear, which blocked the old man to the point of choking: "What does that mean..."
"Yue Guangping is alive, it means that my retreat from the city bureau has not been cut off. As long as I get rid of the king of spades, I will be able to return to the police camp smoothly." Jiang Ting's eyes flashed, and his undisguised self-mockery became more obvious: " And now that Yue Guangping is dead, Gongzhou thinks that I am the murderer of 'Riveting'; Bureau Lu at Jianning knows that I am Red Heart Q; as for Yan Yan—"
His eyes wandered, looking at Yan Yan, silently like a feather passing by in the wind.
Yan Yan closed his eyes.
"I don't think I have any credibility with Team Yan." Jiang Ting said softly, "That is to say, now all the facts can prove that I am a traitor, except for the king of spades, I have no more. any way out."
The King of Spades folded his hands in front of him, and his usual smile appeared in his eyes. He had said the bet with the same expression three years ago—
"Even if your remarks are perfect, no one will trust you, and no one will listen to them, because all the facts have proved that you are a traitor."
"As long as there is one policeman willing to believe you - even if there is only one, I have lost the gamble."
"Do you need me to say more?" Jiang Ting finally turned his face and stared at the old man mockingly: "I thought there was no need to explain such a simple logic."
The expression on Uncle Bo's face was really wonderful. If no one stopped him, he would have rushed up to tear up Jiang Tinghuo now.
But that fierce look did not stop Jiang Ting. His physical and mental strength had reached a limit, and it seemed that he really had no strength and gave up struggling completely. He shook his head lazily and mockingly and laughed:
"When you guys wanted to fish me out of the king of spades, wasn't that the idea of sending me back to the city bureau, Uncle Bo? You old people didn't call me 'opening to help', they were just using , you and I are very clear."
That's what happened within the drug cartel a few months after the 1009 bombing—
Yan Yan didn't know why he was still thinking. His soul seemed to be drowning gradually in the icy hell, and at the same time tormented in the boiling oil pan; but his brain refused to give in, and was still running at an uncontrollable high speed.
The part of the thinking that belongs to the criminal investigator seems to be out of the body, stripped of emotions, suspended in mid-air, cold mechanically pulling all the clues in the depths of the brain, separating and analyzing them one by one, regardless of the heart is experiencing tearing despair. and pain.
Jiang Ting's hoarse voice sounded clearly from not far away:
"If you are old, why don't I repeat the scene three years ago to you, right as a reminder?"
The old man's yellow pupils trembled in his eye sockets, and his face twitched. He realized that the young man was right, whether it was Wu Tun who sent him to the police at first, or he was later fished out of the king of spades, it was actually only because Jiang Ting's use value was still low. exist.
And now that Wu Tun's power is waning, Jiang stopped at the K of Spades to counterattack, to a large extent, it means that these old people are finally gone—
In other words, the catastrophe is coming.
Three years ago, on January 9th.
China-Myanmar border, Xiaomengla.
There was a long table in the huge hall of the hotel suite, and the two sides were clearly full of people, roughly twenty or so. Most of them on the left are old people, the oldest with white hair and beard, and the younger ones are past the age of destiny; on the right are mostly young adults, all dressed neatly and talking in a low voice, quite a few of them look typical of Southeast Asia Pedigree characteristics.
The people who were waiting did not arrive for a long time, and the voice of discussion gradually rang out. Just when someone couldn't help but want to ask, the doorknob suddenly clicked and turned, and then was pushed open.
In an instant, all the sounds were strangely silent.
Ajie pushed open the door and glanced at the room, then withdrew skillfully and nodded, indicating that there was nothing abnormal, and then took a half step back.
In that quiet and suffocating atmosphere, the King of Spades walked into the door, pulled out the armchair at the end of the long table, and sat down where all eyes were focused.
"Boss..." Someone on the right side of the long table wanted to stand up to greet him, but before he could speak, K of Spades casually pressed his hand down:
"I'm here today to make it clear, don't bother."
Those few people sat back carefully, only to see the K of spades move towards the door: "Bring it in."
Ajie followed the order and left, and after a while, he personally escorted a young man and appeared in the hall with a burning stare.
No matter who saw the young man, at first glance, he would immediately notice that his complexion was extremely poor, very weak, and his physical and mental condition had been weakened to the lowest point. What's more unusual is that his eyes are covered with black cloth, which he hasn't taken off for a long time, and his face is even grayer, and at first glance, it even feels a little crooked.
"Confrontation is confrontation, why do you cover his eyes?" An old man on the left side of the long table said dissatisfiedly: "Is it necessary for you to do this?"
The young man was escorted into the room by Applejack, pulled up an armchair and sat down. The blindfold was quite dark and dense, and the expression on his face seemed to be blank, facing the crowd on the long table.
The king of spades didn't say anything until he sat down before turning to the old man who took the lead: "Of course it is necessary."
"you… "
"Sensory deprivation is the softest interrogation method I can think of, otherwise other methods will be more intense." Spade K looked at the old people on the left, and slowly smiled: "—it won't let him explain it until today. The truth is out."