Thousands of words turned into three sincere words in Yan Yan's heart - fuck your mother.
However, he was destined to have no chance to say these three words, because at this moment, the box door was pushed open again, and the two horses respectfully invited a lean middle-aged man in.
From the corner of Yan Yan's eyes, he saw the fat man nodding very slightly at him.
"This is our boss, Brother Zong," Hong Mao pointed, "Brother Zong, this is—"
Yan Xun said generously: "No need to introduce, just take the goods and leave. If the surnamed Hu hadn't entered, I wouldn't have to come here, it would be very troublesome for the North District to drive here."
"Yo, Lao Hu's friend?" The reserved and reserved look on Brother Zong's face suddenly loosened: "Oh, why didn't you say it earlier, it's really neglectful—look at what you two have done! Even regular customers dare to offend you. !" After saying that, he gave the red hair a mouth.
This slap was obviously loud with thunder and little rain, and Hongmao didn't make a sound, so Yan Yan hurriedly pretended to dissuade him.
"To be honest, Lao Hu has been taking goods from me for a while. He's a good person, but he's just a little bit unlucky." Brother Zong sighed and said, "Hey, it's hard to do any business these days. It's tight, and I'm in a hurry all day long; if it wasn't for the face of Fat Brother and Lao Hu, I wouldn't dare to pick up a new individual like you, brother!"
"Hey, that's not it!" Yan Yan waved his hand and said carelessly: "I don't understand that the police uncle is holding ten thousand pieces of money, and it's hard to support his family, and he can't live with us people all day long, it's not enough to eat. Can you hold on? I can save half a year's salary by opening a bottle of wine!"
Brother Zong laughed loudly, thinking that this second-generation rich man was just as careless as what he saw in the surveillance just now.
The two exchanged a few more words, and Yan Yan sold out the location, price, and quality of his goods from Hu Weisheng without any scheming. Hearing Brother Zong's tsk tsk, he was more satisfied with the stupidity of the rich second generation. , took the initiative: "Since you have already done so much business, I will take the initiative to make a profit here, and get a 50% discount. If you are pure, you can rest assured, I am the owner of Lao Hu, and the goods must not be better than him. Second-rate."
Jiang Ting yawned just right and began to look around impatiently.
Jiang Ting did not know how many addicts he had tried, and he imitated the various expressions of drug addiction so well that even "experts" couldn't see anything wrong. Brother Zong wanted to say something, but he laughed when he saw it, and said, "Okay, okay, I'll give you two a test first."
Yan Yan's heart twitched slightly.
I saw Brother Zong stretched out his hand, and the red hair was already aware of it. He took out an opaque waterproof airtight bag from the inner pocket of the jacket. After opening it, it was a pair of medicine boards.
-capsule
The fake smart medicine that Hu Weisheng sold to the deceased Feng Yuguang
Yan Yan held her breath for a while, but saw that Hong Mao opened the medicine plate and poured out two white capsules - not the red Adela!
Brother Zong smiled and took a piece of tin foil: "I'm not boasting, I, A Zong, do business with genuine goods, unlike those 'retailers' outside, who have nothing to do with glucose lime powder or something to make up with you. Come on, my brother is with me. Try this, keep your mouth shut."
Yan Yan watched Brother Zong prepare to distribute the drugs, his brain was running fast, and he suddenly stopped: "Wait!"
Brother Zong made a move.
It was very quiet in the box, the walls cut off most of the rock music, and the strong rhythm wafted back and forth in the air. Several eyes turned to Yan Yan at the same time. Fatty's anxiety, red-haired dazedness, and the extremely hidden confusion and doubt in Brother Zong's eyes were all reflected in his eyes, and just a few seconds suddenly became extraordinarily long.
"..." Yan Yan slowly leaned back in the booth, facing the gazes with different expressions, smiled:
"Brother Zong, Brother Long may not have made it clear to you just now. I still have a lot of white noodles at home. It doesn't matter if I get them today or not; I came because the old nonsense said that you have 'fresh goods' here."
This kind of face-to-face machine front, the test of acting skills is far more difficult than the life-and-death love in Brokeback Mountain just downstairs.
Yan Yan could feel it without even looking. Brother Zong, who was so skinny and uncomfortable, projected a sharp gaze from under his drooping eyelids.
Those eyes used suspicion and confusion as the blade, cutting through the eyes and face of the second-generation stupid and rich, as if trying to reach the brain and dig something out of it.
"Fresh goods," Brother Zong repeated thoughtfully, and suddenly asked with a smile, "What do you mean by fresh goods?"
Yan Yun has only one idea - blue powder!
The blue powder with shimmering crystals, like some kind of ghost from the deep sea, silently sneaked into Jianning, continuously infiltrating the dark side of this huge city, until Hu Weisheng's rooftop showed the clue of a ghost.
No one knows its structure or where it came from, and the anti-narcotics police who are carrying their weights at the dark junction have nothing to do with it.
The only person who might know anything about it is sitting in this room at the moment.
Yan Yan's heart moved slightly, and she glanced down, and suddenly met Jiang Ting's gaze.
Jiang Ting shook his head very gently at him.
"..." Yan Yan raised his head and smiled, and said, "Hey, I can chat with Brother Zong, so I won't be secretive."
The drug dealer stared at him.
"It's the kind of red color. He said it was good after taking the test, and Lao Hu recommended it to me a few times." Yan Yan touched his nose and smiled: "Of course I didn't take it myself, but Lao Hu said this medicine, it's easy to take. Go to the female students."
As soon as the voice fell, Brother Zong hummed in his nose.
Then the humming turned into an unstoppable laughter.
"I just said, this old man is really, hahahaha—"
The other two ponies in the room also laughed together, and the fat man covered in cold sweat didn't know what to do, his face stiffened and he was dumbfounded. For a while, the whole box was filled with a happy and relieved breath, Brother Zong patted his thigh and smiled: "Yes, yes, of course hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha.
Yan Yan followed and laughed, a thud in his chest.
It was the movement of the heart falling back heavily.
"I didn't expect you to hug the left and the right, big brother. This is the parallel of water and dry roads." Brother Zong squinted at him and joked uncleanly: "Okay, you have ambition, no wonder Lao Hu tells you everything. —Hahahahahaha!"
Yan Yan knew that in the eyes of drug dealers, he was already an unscrupulous and unscrupulous teddy spirit, and he raised the corner of his mouth and smiled dryly: "It's easy to talk and talk, life is alive, and it's time to have fun."
Brother Zong crossed the coffee table, stretched out his hand and poked Yan Yan's shoulder, and gave a thumbs up.
"The price is not a problem." Yan Yan patted the pile of cash in front of him: "I may not have enough, but the car is parked downstairs, and there is still..."
Unexpectedly, Brother Zong interrupted him: "No hurry, no hurry, we haven't finished trying this product yet."
Yan Yan was slightly startled.
"You said you bought 'white goods' from Lao Hu, but Lao Hu's purity is far worse than mine. Don't rush to get fresh goods first, you have to taste my good white noodles before we can talk. Let’s do the following business—otherwise everyone will come to the door, and if I have channels here, and there are fresh products, there will not be enough to sell, don’t you think?”
Brother Zong spoke very kindly, but his actions had no room for anyone to betray. He took the capsule directly from Hongmao's hand, put it on the tin foil, and handed it to Yan Yan with a smile.
In addition to extraordinary courage, extreme care, and extraordinary prudence, undercover drug police officers also face a very special challenge - drug addiction.
Or, pretending to be on drugs.
Yan Yan looked at the two capsules lying quietly on the silver tin foil, and a lot of thoughts flashed through his mind. Every year, an undercover agent who is ruined by drug addiction, regularly publishes shuanggui cadres corrupted by drug dealers on the intranet. When he was studying, the police academy organized a visit to the forced rehabilitation center. He hugged his knees tightly and refused to turn his head, the instructor whispered that he used to be a drug cop who had received many commendations...
But in the eyes of outsiders, Yan Yan's face was the same as usual, and the dazed expression didn't even blink an eye.
"Brother Zong's goods, the purity still needs to be tested?" Yan Yan paused, raised his hand to take the tin foil, and said with a smile, "Then I'll be more respectful than obedient."
Immediately afterwards, a cold hand reached out and held him.
Jiang Ting stuck his head out of Yan Yan's arms, his whole body seemed to be in a daze, described as tired and sluggish.
His vision was sloppy without focus, but under the ambiguous lights of the nightclub box, the water in his eyes was full of hope, and the eyebrows were slightly dangling, exuding an indescribable charm, like a rotten and strange flower. His movements were also very gentle, but he couldn't refuse. He took the tinfoil from Yan Yan's hand, twisted the capsule open with his slender fingers, and poured out the white powder. In front of the nose, I pressed one side of the nose with my fingernails, and took a deep breath of intoxication and boredom.
All this happened so close at hand, Yan Yan's pupils instantly shrank like needles.
"… "
Jiang Ting threw the empty tin foil at Brother Zong, soft and boneless, and fell back into Yan Yan's arms.
sucked? !
what happened? !
Now how to do? !
This was the tenth second of Yan Yan's life that was the most surprising and uncertain. For a moment, he couldn't even control the muscles on his face, showing an expression that could be described as frightened.
Yes, frightened.
He has been a police officer for so many years, the more drug dealers he has arrested and the deeper his understanding of drugs, the more he can't control his hatred and fear of white powder. It is precisely because he knows his cowardly side so well that he knows that Jiang Ting, as a truly senior anti-narcotics police officer, has a mentality that is better than his own, and will only be more resistant to drugs.
The front-line police who really fight against drugs will know that the fear brought by the white devil cannot be overcome, and the so-called contempt for the enemy from the bottom of the heart does not exist at all.
However, it is this kind of fear, this kind of fear, that can protect them from slipping into the abyss of doom when they walk in the dark.
"..." Yan Yan's lips moved.
Brother Zong seemed to be laughing and saying something, maybe joking, and at the same time boasting incessantly. Fatty is trying to cooperate with him, trying to distract the drug dealer.
But these noisy background sounds suddenly became very vague to Yan Yan.
"Well—" Jiang Ting suddenly covered his mouth and got up, and said vaguely, "Hot."
Brother Zong laughed and said: "That's what good stuff is, isn't it different from the ones sold by Lao Hu? You wait here, the medicine will be dispersed. Come on, big brother, come and help him. Scattered…”
Yan Yan bent down and hugged Jiang Ting, took the roll-your-own cigarette handed over by Brother Zong and pinned it to his ear, and said with a smirk, "Okay, go to the bathroom."
Immediately afterwards, he gave Fatty a wink, and regardless of the drug dealer's reaction, he went straight into the bathroom in the box with the laughter of the red-haired and gray-haired horses, and closed the door with his backhand.
Bang!
Yan Yan didn't even hit the water, turned on the faucet first, then pressed the flush button of the toilet, stopped Jiang against the wall under the sound of two kinds of water, and shouted in a low voice, "Are you crazy?! "
Jiang Ting was unusually calm, spread out his palms and said, "Calm down."
Yan Yan lowered his head.
-I saw Jiang Ting's left hand holding his nose just now, the inside of his palm near the end of the tin foil, was covered with white powder, all drugs!
Yan Yan loosened the hand that was holding Jiang Ting's shoulder tightly, and suddenly softened silently, squatting on the ground holding his head, and heaving a long sigh of relief.
Jiang Ting: "..."
Jiang Ting wasn't sure what he was doing, he hesitated for a while before he knelt down, pushed him, and asked, "Are you alright?"
"...No," Yan Yan raised his head, with a look of detachment on his face. He sighed and said, "I was almost softened by you."
Jiang Ting frowned and said, "...I'm sorry?"
"It's not that soft, it's the whole body that's soft, not the kind that can't be hard anymore... Fuck, what the fuck am I talking about." Yan Yan forced himself to get rid of the messy state, murmured a foul language, and finally calmed down : "Time is running out, get out of here quickly and call the police at the Grand Cherokee with three 1s at the end of the license plate at the end of Sanchun Lane, the back door of the nightclub, or you can call the police directly at a phone booth. I'll go out for a while, I must Ask them to bring out the 'blue goods', and you inform the peripheral action team to break through in five minutes! Force the door! Remember to make a good time, hurry up!"
The bathroom is next to the outer wall of the building, with a small ventilation window, the width of which Jiang Ting's figure can barely pass through, and then jumps from the second floor to the garbage bins piled at the back door of the nightclub.
Yan Yan spit two mouthfuls of saliva into the palm of his hand, and was about to get up to open the window with his bare hands, but was suddenly stopped by Jiang Ting.
"how?"
"… "
Jiang Ting seemed to be thinking about something, Yan Xun motioned him to speak quickly with his eyes, don't talk nonsense.
"Team Yan." Jiang Ting said slowly, as if every word had been infiltrated by his lips and teeth, he said, "I have to tell you something."
Yan Yan: "?"
"Regarding the target of your operation, the new type of psychoactive drug in the form of light blue crystals, here..."
Before Jiang Ting finished speaking, he was interrupted by a loud bang outside the door.
The box door slammed into the wall, bounced back quickly, and was kicked away. Countless footsteps rushed into the private room. Before Brother Zong could make a sound, he was snatched up and controlled. Yan Yan and Jiang Ting, who were hiding in the bathroom, heard a majestic roar from outside at the same time. :
"Don't move, police!"
Yan Yan and Jiang Ting stared at each other for a while.
"...Lao Qin?" Yan Xun asked suspiciously, "No, it's not Lao Qin."
Jiang Ting didn't say a word, and immediately stepped forward and started to remove the ventilation window.
But then, the next sentence from outside was like a thunderbolt, slamming on the top of their heads:
"—Yihe Road Police Station, someone reported that you were suspected of homosexual molestation and accommodating prostitution. All of them stood up for me and squatted behind their backs! Take out your ID card and temporary residence permit!"
bang bang bang! bang bang bang!
"Is there anyone inside? Get out!" The auxiliary policeman slammed the bathroom door violently, and shouted while Yan Xun and Jiang Ting looked at each other: "Hurry up, don't come out and kick the door again!"