"Our provincial public security department office is responsible for investigating this incident. Regarding the Yangtze River stop of the former anti-drug detachment in Gongzhou, you must give us the most authentic and detailed information. Now we can confirm that your problem is very big, and the problem of the Municipal Public Security Bureau is the problem. It is also very big! These problems require us to peel off layer by layer, and we will never allow any deception and concealment!…”
Three principals are sitting in front of the hospital bed, each with a notebook and a recording device in hand. Headed by a deputy director, who claimed to be Zhao, Yan Xun had seen him from a distance when he was handling the case before, and it seemed that he was specializing in discipline inspections.
Yan Yan leaned on the head of the hospital bed expressionlessly, with a needle stuck in his right hand for an infusion, only to hear Deputy Director Zhao coldly say: "Although we have all the evidence of your disciplinary violations, we don't need to ask you anything anymore. , but after research by the leaders, we decided to give you one last chance to save yourself because you have been a police officer for so many years, and your performance will determine whether you can get leniency from the organization!…”
"Where's Bureau Lu?" Yan Yan suddenly interrupted his passionate speech.
Deputy Director Zhao's interrogation skills were indeed negative, and he was obviously stunned before frowning: "I said, your city's public security bureau also has problems, and now is not the time for you to ask questions."
Yan Yan said, "I want to see Director Lu."
"What do you want to do with Director Lu? Do you want to connect with each other, or make a confession? No way!"
Yan Yan snorted lightly, "Then I want to see Liu Ting."
Director Zhao's face suddenly changed, the person in charge holding the laptop hesitated, reached out to stop him, tried to persuade but didn't stop him, only to hear him slamming the bedside table.
"Deputy Yan Detachment!" Director Zhao said angrily, "You have always been a stubborn and unruly stubborn member in the eyes of the organization, do you still want to be stubborn?! I don't care what background or background you have, we are here this time. It's your last chance to survive! If you don't take the initiative to seize this opportunity, don't blame the organization for being rude!"
The other two couldn't sit still: "Lao Zhao, hey, Lao Zhao, sit down!"
"That's not what you asked, just say it well..."
Deputy Director Zhao pointed at Yan Yan's nose angrily: "I want to see this and that in a while, who do you think you are? Before all the questions are clear, you'd better identify yourself to me! You— "
Pfft!
Yan Yan suddenly pulled out the infusion needle. In the splash of blood stars, he threw everything on the bedside table to the ground. The loud noise shocked everyone!
"What's my identity? My family made 100 million yuan in targeted poverty alleviation in the province last year! I'm corrupt or tax evasion. You don't know anything, and you try me as a prisoner!"
Deputy Director Zhao was stunned, and the ward was dead silent for a while, only to hear Yan Yan's hysterical roar resounding in his ears: "I want to see Bureau Lu! Bureau Lu doesn't see Liu Ting! If Liu Ting doesn't see Lao Tzu, go to the Provincial Party Committee! Fuck, Lao Tzu What crime was committed, go to the provincial party committee to clarify!!"
boom!
The infusion bottle was snatched by Yan Yan and smashed to the ground. The broken glass and glucose splashed all over the room, and everyone froze.
·
After half an hour.
The same hospital, the same inpatient building, the ward upstairs.
"That's what you saw." Lu Ju, who was wearing a light blue hospital gown, sat at the head of the bed, put down the big tea jar, and said slowly, "The second reason is that he admitted that he is Heart Q."
Deputy Director Zhao rushed back to the provincial office to complain in a rage. After coordinating with the provincial office and the city bureau, the other two leaders also said goodbye to Bureau Lu with a complicated expression. There were only Lu Ju and Yan Xun in the spacious and spacious high-ranking ward. The door was tightly closed. Through a small glass window, Gao Panqing Maxiang and others could be seen worryingly guarding the door.
The smog covered the day, the smell of disinfectant floated in the air, and even the lungs were filled with the choking smell.
"I immediately said goodbye and left your house. It was almost nine o'clock in the evening, and it was raining heavily outside. I hurried out of the community, and was about to take a taxi back to the city bureau to report the situation, but I didn't expect Jiang Ting After a short confrontation, he suddenly stabbed me with a knife. I was injured and fell to the ground, lost consciousness, and when I woke up, I was sent to the hospital. The whole process is almost like this, more details are still under investigation. The reason, I can't tell you one by one."
Bureau Lu held up his reading glasses and looked straight at Yan Yan.
The latter said nothing.
"He still likes you, Yan Yan. The reason why he didn't do anything at your house, but chose to follow him to a remote place outside the community before committing the murder, should be trying his best to clear up your involvement in this matter. If it wasn't to save you You want to arrest Qin Chuan, which caused him to show his face in front of me, and it is estimated that he will stay by your side for two more years incognito." Lu Ju shook his head with emotion: "This is the end of the matter, so it can be seen that it is God's will."
The terrifying outburst for Deputy Director Zhao just now was like the flashback before the bonfire was extinguished.
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 asked 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. Before Jiang Ting left, I brought her because I was afraid that I would keep her in Jianning and 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 the people of 'Caohua A' Wu Tun, Send Yang Meizhi 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!"
- Really
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 the K of spades were, I could send a large number of special police and armed police to destroy them 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 the deep mountains and mountains to carry out such difficult and dangerous tasks? Yan Yan, I think your fall is 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 felt that he was being too strict, and said slightly softly, "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 echoed in his ears not long ago: "This journey is long, difficult and endless. Once you start it, you will be hard to turn back... After all, there are very few people who can wear the national flag to the end of their lives. , more people left in the middle, 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 an indistinct gleam 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 Jiang Ting's problem was made clear, you were temporarily excluded from the work of the Municipal Bureau - don't worry, this is also a normal procedure. If you follow the rules strictly, you should be temporarily detained, but your mother..." Lu Bureau covered He coughed: "After all, Aiko is so eager... I took a special approval for the time being... I'll let you suspend your job and stay at home."
Lu Ju's remarks are quite subtle, but Yan Xun can imagine the scene of Ms. Zeng Cuicui carrying a golden hoop and making 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. I 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 Yan," 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, 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 certain 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 were 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 will become an opportunity for a complete defeat.
The "Rivet" heard that Shao was the king of spades, and this 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 shortly 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 of being silenced at night, this new type of fentanyl compound has disappeared in the vast sea of people, 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 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 complicated interests are covered under the deep water. Without deep throat, I 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 fiery, 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 bells. . Yan Yan got out of his parents' car and entered the elevator alone to the top floor. He hesitated for a moment when opening the door, and then pressed his fingerprint on the door lock.
Snapped.
The orange light 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 rang out from the void. 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 sense of touch.
Only Yan Xun was 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, his palms covered his eyes, and after a long while, he took a deep breath and raised his head.
That person is not there.
The man named Jiang Ting who had spent days and nights with him, made a promise for him, and finally ended with the sound of gunfire after a series of treacherous changes.
He has left.
Yan Yan seemed to have lost his sense of cold and hunger. He took off his jacket, changed his slippers, walked through every room in the house, turned on the lights one by one, and then turned them off one by one. He seems to be confirming that the fort is safe, independent and isolated from the world; like an empty shell that wraps around himself, it is tightly seamed and motionless, firmly resisting the festive atmosphere and laughter of thousands of households outside. out of the cold wind.
Then he returned to the living room and sat on the sofa, looking at the floating dust slowly drifting in the darkness, without speaking or moving.
In fact, he should feel very tired, but he is strangely not tired at all, but from the spirit to the body, he has entered a state of near blankness and nothingness.
The lights shone in from the window, and the light band crossed the bridge of the tall nose from the cheekbones. His eyes were unconsciously open, and the lower half of his face was deeply hidden in the rich darkness.
At half past ten, the hands of the wall clock glowed a faint green light.
Time to wash up.
Yan Yan stretched out his hand to his side, but his fingertips slipped from the air, his voice was so light as if it was an illusion: "Good night, Jiang Zing."
Then his figure, who seemed to have long since merged with the night, finally stood up and walked into the bathroom.
·
Shura-
Cold water rinsed the washbasin, and it stopped abruptly. Yan Yan, with red eyes and nose, stood up expressionlessly, took out the washcloth from the self-heating stainless steel rack, and buried her face full of water droplets in it.
Drops of water snaked down from his elbows, hitting the marble counters drop by drop.
No matter how lonely, the long night will come.
Yan Yan took a breath in the towel and looked up at herself in the mirror. He just stood there for a few seconds, then suddenly felt something dull, sniffed, and looked at the face towel in his hand.
"…?"
Yan Yan brought the towel to his nose and smelled it again. This time, he was sure that it was not an illusion. After the cloth was soaked in water, there was an extremely light, but a little pungent smell... chlorine water.
No one else will be able to detect such a faint odor, but Yan Yan has been a criminal policeman for so many years, and he has been on the scene of drug production a lot. It's enough to provoke his occupational disease, even when he's in a state of stubbornness at the moment.
He wet the towel thoroughly and smelled it carefully again, suddenly suspiciousness arose in his heart - not that smell, but very similar, it should be...
bleach
Yan Yan turned around and walked into the toilet, took out the bottle of household sodium hypochlorite bleach from the cabinet and shook it. I don't know if it was a psychological effect, but I always felt that the liquid level was half an inch lower.
But it's still not right. This bottle of bleach is specially used for cleaning toilets. How can it get on the face towel? No matter how unexpected Jiang Ting's actions are, it is impossible to take his face towel to clean the toilet.
Yan Yan stared at the bottle of bleach in his hand, suddenly remembered something, and his heart suddenly moved slightly.
When most people see sodium hypochlorite, they only think of bleach. But at this moment, just as it was destined, there is a looming thread winding into a logical chain, linking the sodium hypochlorite with a more professional and sensitive behavior.
"Maybe..." he thought suddenly, "maybe it could be..."
Yan Yan stood up suddenly, rushed out of the toilet to the study, and didn't even feel his shoulder hit the door frame. He opened the drawer and flipped a few times, found the magnifying glass, turned back to the bathroom, knelt on the open space in front of the counter, and used the magnifying glass to carefully observe the gaps in the tiles, not letting go of every cement particle, and his heart was pounding in his chest. Thumping.
As long as he can find traces, even the slightest trace, it can confirm the increasingly crazy guess in his mind—
Suddenly Yan Yan's movements 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 Xun pursed her mouth tightly, her heart was squeezing 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 cinema 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... what to steal that?"
Yan Yan stood outside the bathroom door, looking at the large tile floor under the countertop, and finally said in a hoarse voice:
"Luminol reagent."