Not only the interrogation room, but even the few people outside the one-sided glass were stunned, Gou Li murmured, "What the hell? What's the situation?"
Hu Weisheng seemed to be sitting on the electric chair, his facial features were twitching strangely, which made his eyebrows and eyes that were not quite straight to appear more crooked, and his hoarse gasping was clearly audible:
"The surnamed Jiang doesn't act according to the rules, he deserves to die, he has such a day..."
"Who is his brother, the police? The procuratorate or the court? What do you mean by not acting according to the rules? Who are the people who have tried you? Are there any unwritten rules in the Gongzhou system?"
There was a rattling movement outside the single-sided glass. Qin Chuan knocked on the window with one hand and roared at the Bluetooth headset, "Old Yan!"
Yan Yan turned a deaf ear, and saw Hu Weisheng clutching the cigarette butt tightly, gritted his teeth and kept repeating: "I don't want to die, I didn't commit a capital crime, I'm just the one who was taken to get the goods. They can't cross the river like this to demolish the bridge and kill the man named Jiang. , kill again..."
"Who took you to get the goods? Where did you get it? Who is the one who wants to kill Jiang Ting?" Yan Yan suddenly got up and almost approached Hu Weisheng: "Come on! Otherwise, you will be released and you will be killed on the highway. It's your end tomorrow!"
—If Jiang stopped here, he might have slapped his words back when Yan Yan shouted "let you out".
In retrospect, Yan Yan also regretted that he ignored the second half of the sentence.
His original intention was to intimidate the suspect one last time, but it turned out that the police academy textbook was the truth summed up by countless experiences - in the criminal interrogation, any mistake may lead to the failure of all previous efforts.
Hu Weisheng subconsciously looked at the bloody live photo in front of Yan Yu: "Yihe Road 'Three Spring Flower Trees', they say that new products are from..."
Suddenly he stopped.
Yan Yan watched the expression on his face change sharply, like a ridiculous pantomime, from blue to red, from red to purple, and finally became almost ashen, and squeezed out two words:
"wrong."
Yan Yan was stunned.
"... lie to me... you lie to me... how dare you lie to me?" Hu Weisheng's voice grew louder and louder, and suddenly turned into a frantic shouting: "How dare you fuck me! This is not... I'm going to kill you! I'm going to fucking kill you! You—"
The handcuffs and the iron chair rattled together. When the detective saw something was wrong, he pushed open the door and rushed in. Two or three people held down Hu Weisheng, who was blushing and thick-necked at the same time. Immediately, extremely dirty curses and howls came out of his mouth. Bursting out, the chaotic interrogation room is simply unbearable.
"Tiaozi raised by dog X, squeezed oil from Laozi's bones, he can't die..."
"Old Yan?" Qin Chuan walked in quickly: "Are you alright? What happened?"
"… "
Yan Yan stared at the photo in front of him, unable to say anything, his mind was blank, only the subconscious was spinning rapidly.
No, what's wrong
The human has been crushed to the point of being mushy, and there is hardly any distinguishable human tissue in the whole picture, let alone any physical features; the only remaining half of the head in the corner of the picture is not obvious, or the back of the head with blood sizzling. In the camera, Fan Si's own mother wouldn't even recognize him when he came.
Hu Weisheng was clearly stunned, what made him suddenly and clearly distinguish that this was wrong
Which detail on the screen made him sure that the meat sauce was not his accomplice
"Old Yan!" Qin Chuan slapped him on the shoulder: "What are you doing, you are stunned!"
boom!
Yan Yan stood up, the folding chair rubbed against the ground making a harsh sound, only to hear him say, "I see."
Qin Chuan frowned: "...what do you know?"
"She's a woman."
Hu Weisheng's yelling and cursing stopped suddenly.
"The only thing in this picture that exposes his appearance is short hair, and your accomplice is a woman with long hair. So when Feng Yuguang took drugs and got out of the car, she couldn't hold him, and you shielded his accomplice not only because she was a woman I can't stand the trial, but also because you have an emotional connection." Yan Yan said word by word, "You like her."
Hu Weisheng's lips trembled, as if he had just jumped out of rage and changed his feet.
Yan Yan shoved the photo into Qin Chuan's arms:
"The focus of the investigation immediately shifted to Hu Weisheng's relationship between men and women, including money circulation, tenant exchanges, and any contacts of the opposite sex on mobile phones that appeared around him. From sixty to sixteen, don't let any of them go, immediately!"
·
Three spring flowers tree.
Judging from the name, the boss has indeed tried his best, but a nightclub is a nightclub, and it is not a little more elegant because of this. The flashing lights on the dance floor are radiant, the DJs are shaking their heads on the second floor, and the whole background melody is strong like a pile driver on a construction site; not to mention hidden communication here, even if it is just two steps apart, even the loud roar is hard to hear. .
"Macallan has been drinking for 25 years. I don't need the process. Just send it up." Yan Yan inserted a few banknotes into the sexy ditch of the female bartender, "Here for you."
The female bartender's winking eyes were beautifully decorated, she swiped at Yan Yan's watch slippery and sophisticated, and turned away with a smile.
"The executor is in place, and the informant is moving towards you." The young men and women burst into laughter, and then came Qin Chuan's ridicule: "You just blew up your group for the first half of the month. With the funds for handling the case, Bureau Wei should go to the hospital to check for high blood pressure."
Yan Yan raised his head and looked into the distance, but from his position, he could only see demons dancing all over the world.
"Come on, I didn't post it myself, as if we had enough funds in the bureau. Where's the informant?"
Qin Chuan said, "Come here."
"The handsome guy is alone tonight?" The female bartender twisted her waist and turned back, poured half a glass of whisky with her own hands, dabbed her red nails on the back of Yan Yan's hand, and squinted her eyes and said with a smile: "You As for your girlfriend, how dare you let you out alone?"
Yan Yan's mouth twitched: "Isn't this without a girlfriend?"
The bright shadow of the lights made his facial contours extraordinarily deep, which not only looked like a handsome rich man, but also revealed a strong and tough masculine aura. The female bartender laughed even more happily, and sat down in his arms, the snow-white arm with the fake gold screw bracelet hanging on his shoulder: "It's a coincidence, I'm alone tonight too."
Just when she was about to sit down completely, a fat man squeezed out of the crowd panting, his eyes swept around, and fell on Yan Yan, and immediately made a gesture of killing a chicken and wiping his neck.
"I'm busy with business, baby, come back and find you again." Yan Yan patted the female bartender's butt and lifted her from his arms, smiling like a dissolute ruffian. Stuffing the still almost full bottle of Macallan into her choppy arms: "Save it for me."
Qin Chuan: "Old Yan, you rascal deliberately take advantage of others, hahaha—"
Yan Yan's smile remained unchanged, and she gritted her teeth from the corners of her mouth: "Be objective, Lao Tzu's face is listed in the sea for at least 50,000 yuan. Who will take advantage of whom?"
Qin Chuan: "Hahahahaha-"
The fat man was sweating profusely, and he didn't know whether it was hot or nervous. He stepped on the shocking drum beat and squeezed in, and shouted at Yan Yan to the code: "The little prince, the top card of the nightclub?!"
"..." Yan Yan said, "I, the surnamed Qin, will definitely kill you when you go back..."
Qin Chuan: "Come on, come on, whoever will kill you, come on!"
The fat man rubbed his hands embarrassingly, his eyes were not his eyes, his nose was not his nose. Seeing that he was really nervous, Yan Yan raised his chin and motioned him to drink the untouched Macallan. The fat man immediately took it up and drank it, stretched out his tongue and exhaled, and gave him a thumbs up: "Good wine! Okay, just do it! Come with me!"
Yan Xun stood up, and the fat man led him through the snow-white arms and thighs on the dance floor. Yan Xun didn't know how much oil he was wiped along the way, but he heard the fat man stick to his ear and asked, "Brother Qin said you want white goods? "
Yan Yan said coldly: "I want 'blue goods'."
Fatty didn't know why, so he leaned into his ear and said, "I think you understand, but this business is not an expert. He doesn't understand. If something goes wrong, you will make me miserable. So When you meet someone, don't open your mouth, just listen to me and act according to my eyes; if you understand, just nod your head, if we can't do it, we can withdraw right now, okay?"
Yan Yan nodded.
Fatty hesitated, looked him up and down uneasy, and finally couldn't help asking, "Are you really eating public food?"
Yan Yan asked back, "Do you see the documents?"
"No, no." Fatty pouted at the watch in his hand, and said angrily, "It's like... it's like the real thing."
Yan Yan snorted.
The deafening music was suddenly much quieter as they walked across the gorgeous lights of the dance floor, around the booths and a huge screen. A spark flashed in the dark in front of him, and Yan Yan suddenly stopped. Only then did he realize that there were two young horses standing by the stairs leading to the second floor. One was dyed in the popular granny gray and was lighting a cigarette with his head down, and the other was dyed red hair. Hands behind.
Fatty said in a low voice, "Stand still." Then he stepped forward and muttered a few words to the red-haired man with a smile on his face.
Qin Chuan's voice came from the earphone: "The gray-haired one is called Feilong, and the red-haired one is called Kongzai. They are all thugs. They will take you to the second floor for trading. Once you see the 'blue goods', you will immediately buckle the earphones. Signaled three times. Be careful about the transaction payment, it is your own money, and Wei Bureau will not reimburse it if it is robbed later."
Yan Yan snorted, indicating that she knew.
In these few seconds, there was a problem in the communication between Hongmao and Fatty. After a few disputes, Hongmao turned around and waved again and again: "This person is a raw face, so you dare to bring him to buy goods?"
Fatty: "Bro Kong, this is my introduction, it must be reliable, especially rich!"
"It's okay, this kid does have money." Gray Mao whispered to Hong Mao, "I just opened a wine of more than 20,000 yuan in front of me, I didn't ask the manager, and the commission was calculated directly on the bar account. That little girl came from..."
Hong Mao was finally persuaded, and waved at Yan Yun.
Yan Yan stood still.
Yan Yan is uniquely gifted to go undercover in such entertainment venues: all the costumes are ready-made and genuine, and the consumption generated during the undercover period does not need to be reimbursed or go through any signing process. The most important thing is that he has a kind of arrogance of Laozi's self-respect, and entered the Any gold-selling cave is skillful and skillful, and that kind of rich second-generation temperament that makes people want to use the soles of their shoes to get up at first glance can't be imitated by any undercover agent.
Red Hair: "I'm calling you, hello!"
Yan Yan glanced at him with a look of "what kind of green onion are you?" while smoking a cigarette, he frowned, and when he came up, he reached out and pulled him: "Come here, I didn't mean to harm you, come here and stand here. "
Yan Xun flashed: "What are you doing, doing things with your hands and feet?"
"Body search, body search, big brother!" Hong Mao said bitterly, "You are a newcomer, you don't know anyone, can you just put it in? After the search, I'll take you down to see the goods, don't worry, it won't take two minutes!"
Yan Yan was stunned for a moment, and glanced at Fatty - Fatty also obviously did not expect to have a body search, and his face changed drastically. Fortunately, the stage lights swept to the side at this time.
Qin Chuan asked in the headset, "What's wrong?"
Yan Yan subconsciously wanted to raise his hand to pick up the headset, but as soon as he moved, he was abruptly controlled by the red hair's eyes.
"Brother, cooperate, we are also doing things according to the rules." Hui Mao flicked the cigarette ashes and sighed: "The wind has been tight these days. Two days ago, there was a idiot who went too far and smoked to death in the street - hey, what do you call this? What? My younger brother is also eating, it's not easy for anyone..."
Yan Yan took a half step back unnoticed.
"Don't talk to him so much, what does he know?" Hong Mao became impatient: "Come on who, hurry up, there are still people waiting to arrange the order, we can leave after you buy it Shouldn't he be hiding something?"
The fat man cried out tremblingly: "Kong, Brother Kong..."
- When the sound came out, Yan Yan knew in her heart that it was going to be bad.
Sure enough, Hongmao looked at Yan Yun, and then at Fatty, and suddenly felt something was wrong from that particularly guilty tone: "What are you afraid of?"
Fatty: "..."
"Shit, shouldn't it really be hiding something?"
This time, not only the red hair, but also the gray hair stood up from the sofa, exchanged suspicious glances with each other, and then walked forward.
Yan Yan's pupils suddenly tightened, and it seemed as if they were suddenly stretched out in just three seconds. There is an invisible string in the void that is getting tighter and tighter, and it gradually emits a harsh sound that is approaching the critical point—
What to do, run
Or fight? !
The red hair went straight to the front: "Hey, you..."
boom!
- The string is broken.
All the changes happened in the same second, and there was a sudden burst of piercing cheers on the deck not far away, the huge laughter was deafening, and then the screen was slammed open.
Red Hair, Gray Hair, and Yan Yan turned their heads at the same time.
A figure turned his back to them, waving drunkenly and throwing out a handful of banknotes. Countless pink banknotes fluttered under the brilliant lights, accompanied by dazzling electronic salutes, and half of the nightclub was a sensation. Dozens of scantily clad champagne models pushed and scrambled for each other in the rain of banknotes, screaming indulgently.
"Lying..." Hong Mao murmured, "Fucking..."
Everyone was stunned, only to see the prodigal man who was full of money laughing, staggering back, and then turning around suddenly, bumping Yan Yan on the spot, and then the two fell into the booth at the same time. .
"Where's the handsome guy alone?" The man threw himself on Yan Yan condescendingly, and said with a vague smile: "Come and kiss the handsome guy, don't hide, hahaha—"
"You fucking took me..." Yan Yan's confused vision caught sight of the two horses chasing forward, and then the man pulled his face hard.
"!!!"
The soft lips clearly landed on Yan Yan's auricle, and then the tip of his tongue deftly licked into the ear socket - the warm and humid touch made Yan Yan's whole body froze, he realized something, monitor microphone!
"..." Yan Yan's eyes turned inch by inch, and he saw Jiang Ting's cheek just a short distance away. There was no trace of drunkenness in the shadows of the interlaced lights, and he was even sober and calm to the point of being a little hard, followed by a slight movement in his throat.
He swallowed the headset, Yan Yan thought.