As soon as Yan Yan stepped out of the interrogation room, the detective who had been waiting outside the door for a long time immediately acted according to the arrangement.
"Deputy Yan," the trainee policeman from the Technical Investigation Department caught up with him, with a nervous expression on his face: "By comparing the radius of activity of Chi Rui and Wang Le, Director Huang found that the overlapping range of their actions was near Songxinqiao, where there are these three Suspicious processing mold factory, this is the specific geographic information.”
Yan Yan took a look and found that the list was really the names, locations and schematic diagrams of the internal structures of the three manufacturers.
"Song Xinqiao," Yan Yan repeated thoughtfully, "—OK, help me thank you Director Huang."
Immediately, he shoved the list to the detective, stabbed the paper heavily with his index finger, and ordered: "Send out the leading troops to drive to these three locations, turn off the siren ten kilometers away, and wait for follow-up instructions. Go immediately!"
The detective flew away immediately.
Yan Yan straightened her collar, tightened her Bluetooth headset, and took a deep breath. At this time, the door was knocked twice, and then Ma Xiang's voice came: "Brother Yan! Are you inside? Deputy Qin asked us to bring Diao Yong to see you!"
"Lao Gao started," Yan Yan whispered into the headset.
In the interrogation room, Gao Panqing made an OK gesture from Yaoyao.
Ding Jiawang couldn't see the scene outside the single-sided glass, so he couldn't help but feel inexplicable.
The doorknob clicked, and Ma Xiang and several policemen escorted Diao Yong and pushed in, only to see Yan Yan with his back to them, without even bothering to turn his head, shouting loudly at the single-sided glass of the interrogation room: "Let the surname Ding explain quickly, who are there other accomplices besides Diao Yong? Chi Rui? Why did Chi Rui write it down first! And what's the name of the driver wearing gloves in the surveillance camera, Ding Jiawang said he The in-house electrician at the chemical plant?"
Diao Yong: "?!"
Diao Yong was stunned when he heard the name of his accomplice.
"Brother Yan," Ma Xiang said cautiously, "Secretary Qin asked us to pick up someone, now, someone is here."
"It's called Wang Le, okay, I'll send someone to the power distribution department of the chemical plant to check on the grandson called Wang Le." Yan Yan turned to look at Diao Yong, and asked Ma Xiang impatiently, "Bring him with you. What are you doing here, Ding Jiawang has already begun to explain! Give him a few more minutes and he will be able to shake off his bedwetting when he was eight years old with us!"
"...!" Diao Yong looked at Ding Jiawang in the interrogation room, his face changed drastically.
"Hey, Brother Yan," Ma Xiang said with a hilarious smile, "Isn't the deputy detachment of Qin also worried? A person surnamed Ding opens his mouth. What if he doesn't explain cleanly? One more person is more powerful."
Yan Yan didn't joke with him: "You can do whatever Lao Qin asks you to do. Don't you know the rules of our criminal investigation detachment? There is only one chance to take the initiative to cooperate with the police investigation in exchange for a commutation of the sentence, not everyone can have it, otherwise you will be the procuratorate. Is it my house?"
"Get it back and get it back!" Yan Yan said indiscriminately, and waved at Diao Yong: "I have nothing to do with him here, bring him back to me and lock him up, and wait for the prosecution to be transferred to the procuratorate!"
Ma Xiang had nothing to do, he sighed and turned his head: "Brothers, let's run again..."
"—No!" Diao Yong shouted anxiously, "Wait, wait!"
"...What tricks are you playing?" Ding Jiawang stared at the middle-aged policeman who claimed to be Gao.
Gao Panqing listened to the noise coming from the headphones, as if not affected at all, with a business-like poker expression on his face:
"So your accomplices include Chi Rui, an illegal gun maker, Wang Le, an electrician in a chemical plant, and other drug masters besides you, right? Where is the hiding place in the Wuhai Industrial Zone?"
Ding Jiawang said fiercely: "I don't know what drug maker! I don't know what hiding place! Are your police still going to find my daughter?!"
Gao Panqing: "Brother Yan, did you hear? He just explained that the drug den is in Wuhai Industrial Zone..."
outside the interrogation room.
"Wuhai Industrial Zone?" Yan Yan repeated loudly into the microphone, "—Wuhai District is big, you told Ding Jiawang that if you want to explain it, just be more thorough. What is the specific location?"
Diao Yong looked at Ding Jiawang in disbelief, at a loss.
"The packaging and processing mold factory over there in Songxinqiao, right, okay, I'll have someone check it." Yan Yan gestured to the detective next to him, and his subordinates immediately understood, pretending to rush out in a hurry, "Hey. By the way, Lao Gao, you tell Ding Jiawang: As long as the hostages are successfully rescued, his involvement in the criminal gang and the court sentenced him for a few years, the police can do their best to help him. Ah, okay, I won't talk to him first. You said too much, they brought Diao Yong to me, which is really nerve-racking."
Yan Yan turned around again, wrapped in anger, and seemed eager to kick Diao Yong out of the house:
"What is this guy named Diao doing here! I tell you, he's a security guard, he knows shit! Let him go back and get ready to sit in jail!"
Ma Xiang and several others should claim that they are, and push Diao Yong to go out. Diao Yong was extremely frightened, and subconsciously blurted out: "Wait, comrade police, wait!" At the same time, he desperately grabbed the door frame.
Did Ding Jiawang really say it? How much is he going to tell? Does commutation really matter
Did the police really know about it, or did they make a joke about my confession
In a short moment, countless thoughts flashed through Diao Yong's mind, but in reality, he could only hold on to the door frame tightly and not let go, and at the same time tried his best to stretch his neck towards the interrogation room.
- What he didn't know was that all his reactions fell into Yan Yan's eyes, and even the slightest psychological changes were invisible.
Everyone could see that his line of defense was in danger.
With just the last straw, the embankment can be broken across the board.
"Let the surnamed Ding explain carefully all the details related to Hu Weisheng, how did you know them, the specific drug trafficking channels, and who are offline besides Sanchun Flowers." Yan Yan said into the microphone, "Oh, yes, especially that New drugs in blue, let Ding Jiawang explain!"
Diao Yong was stunned as if a dull thunder struck in his ear.
Then, the scene in the interrogation room made him fall into the ice cave in early summer—
Gao Panqing took out a transparent plastic sealed bag from the evidence box and threw it in front of Ding Jiawang. The bag was filled with blue drug powder with a faint glow.
The police even got this! They really know everything!
"...Is this copper hydroxide?" Ding Jiawang asked cautiously.
Gao Panqing smiled slightly.
"I said it! I said it! Let me say it!" Outside the interrogation room, Diao Yong wailed, and the hot sweat pouring down his face made his expression look grim: "The one surnamed Ding doesn't know anything, old man. Hu has the best relationship with me! Comrade police, let me tell you!"
The breath that everyone hung in their throats went out in an instant.
Ma Xiang's relieved expression could hardly be concealed, but fortunately he responded quickly and immediately hid his face in his wet palm.
"...What else do you want to say?" Yan Yan turned around, frowned and stared at Diao Yong, and said coldly, "You are a janitor standing guard, do you still want to compare with Ding Jiawang? How much do you know?"
Diao Yong's whole body was about to go limp. He didn't notice when he was helped by a few policemen to the table, and he was handcuffed to the armrest of the seat with two clicks.
"Ding, Ding's surname is dishonest, don't believe him, and don't commute his sentence." Diao Yong was afraid that he would be slow to explain, so he trembled and hurriedly said: "There are three processing factories in Songxinqiao. You can't find it after you go there, so he deliberately wanted to delay the police's time! I, I will tell you, in the area of Songxin Bridge near Dongyuan Road, the warehouse goes around through the back door, and there is a man named Jia in the innermost part. Xing's metal molds, processing and packaging, that's it!"
A cold light flashed in the depths of Yan Yan's squeezed pupils, pinning them firmly on Diao Yong's panicked face.
No one made a sound in the small room, except for Diao Yong's heavy breathing, even the air was condensed inch by inch.
"..." After more than ten seconds passed, Yan Yan slowly raised his hand and gave Ma Xiang a commanding gesture.
Ma Xiang ran out of the door and picked up the walkie-talkie in the corridor: "Hey, the command center, the command center, notify the first detection team to change the route, and the hostage is at the back door of the container warehouse at the intersection of Songxinqiao and Dongyuan Road. Jiaxing Hardware Mould Processing Factory ! The investigation team set off, and the riot police kept up!…”
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"Old Gao, take Ding Jiawang back." Yan Yan said slowly, raised his hand to turn off the microphone, pulled out the chair and sat opposite Diao Yong.
Diao Yong completely lost his arrogance and stubbornness in the hospital. Tears and snot came down his head, and he was as embarrassed as a lost dog: "I am willing to cooperate, I will say anything. That Ding is not worth when you commute his sentence, I am the superior. There are old and young, I am willing to be a new person..."
Yan Yan asked, "Hu Weisheng has the best relationship with you?"
Diao Yong nodded hastily.
"Why?"
"The old nonsense surnamed Ding's brain is not clear, and it is not reliable to expect him to study that medicine. It just so happens that we both like to drink two cups, and if we drink too much, we chat with each other.
"So you really want to copy new drugs?" Yan Yan interrupted.
Diao Yong broke the jar, sniffed and admitted happily: "Yes, but this is Ding Jiawang's idea. He wants to make that kind of money again, but he doesn't have that ability. Who can blame him for being caught?"
Yan Yan played with her mobile phone, opened WeChat and typed in a few words, as if she wanted to send a certain message, but after a moment of hesitation, she deleted it.
"Ding Jiawang just explained that the new type of drug can be absorbed through skin contact, and it can be addictive at the slightest bit." Yan Yan looked up and asked, "Is it true?"
Diao Yong nodded again: "Yes yes yes..."
"How do you know?"
"what?"
"How do you know its effect, have you ever sold it?"
Diao Yong wanted to pat his thigh, but when he moved his hand, the metal chain rattled: "Oh, how is this possible, Lao Hu only has the bag in his hand, what are we going to study after selling it? It should be true, and when Lao Hu was working under his boss before, he saw them transporting this blue powder out of the country and to Southeast Asia. It is said that many people abroad take water and stick it on their arms and stomachs. Absorbed…”
Yan Yan's voice was a little uncontrollable: "This drug has spread abroad?"
"Also, it can't be said to be flooded," Diao Yong said hesitantly, "Old nonsense is valuable, and rich people can afford it."
Yan Yan forced herself to calm down and realized a problem that had been ignored before.
Hu Weisheng had just been released from prison not long ago, and the package of drugs should have been his second time in prison, even before he was in prison for the first time. In other words, the so-called "new drugs" have actually been circulating on the market for several years, but "export" is not better than "domestic sales", so it has not been detected by the police for the time being.
But, if Hu Weisheng has been hiding the package of drugs for several years, why hasn't the "big boss" been held accountable
If it was because they didn't find it, why did they just find the drug from the rooftop and suddenly jumped out and two people took it away
Although Yan Yan is very reluctant to admit it, he knows that there are only two possible explanations for this matter:
First, there is eyeliner inside. Before he went to the rooftop, he called Qinchuan to ask for reinforcements. Qinchuan had to record the action to the city bureau and command center, and then someone inside informed the outside world;
Second, the eyeliner is Jiang Ting.
That night when the lanterns first came down, the strong wind on the rooftop, the battle between life and death, the bullets that passed by... Countless fragments were spinning like a vortex, and they were frozen in front of Yan Yu's eyes, forming a lingering picture.
That was the scene he saw in an instant when he climbed back to the rooftop from outside the sixth floor and followed Jiang Ting to the entrance of the corridor.
- Who is that man? Yan Yan thought.
On the night of the crime, besides the killer, who was the other gunman, the man who couldn't see his face and rushed downstairs with Jiang Ting
"Hu Weisheng didn't tell you about his former boss?" Yan Yan narrowed his eyes and said lightly.
Diao Yong shook his head in fear: "No, Lao Hu rarely mentions it - I see him like that, maybe he is guilty of stealing something, and he doesn't even dare to say his boss's name."
"I didn't say the name, I didn't say anything else? If he can develop a new type of drug, this person should not be a casual character."
"...It's hard to say, Lao Hu sometimes drinks too much, and he doesn't have a clue in his mouth. Who knows if he is just bragging about it." Diao Yong hesitated for a while, and then said: "But he doesn't. It is often said that the boss is not an ordinary person, he is very young, he is very ostentatious, he never shows up, and few people except his own confidants have seen him - it sounds like a big drug lord in a movie."
He was involved in drug trafficking, and when he mentioned the word "big drug lord", he shuddered, and it seemed that he finally realized the terribleness of this road of no return.
Yan Yan looked at him coldly, his face was as deep as water, and the waves were calm, so that Diao Yong couldn't see the slightest emotion.
"Officer..." Diao Yong murmured.
"This new type of drug is so powerful, have Hu Weisheng or Ding Jiawang told you what the main ingredient or chemical formula is?"
Judging from Diao Yong's facial expressions, the answer is definitely no - this is not surprising, with Diao Yong's education, even if Ding Jiawang said it, he can't remember it.
Yan Yan stood up and motioned for the detective to step forward: "It seems that you only know so much."
"No, wait!" Diao Yong panicked immediately, and the handcuffs rattled: "Although I don't know the chemical formula of the ingredients, I know what it was called before! I can tell you everything I know!"
Drugs generally have many nicknames when they are traded, such as diacetylmorphine, also known as white powder, soft boy, No. 4, methamphetamine, also known as ice, shabu, etc. Many of them are named according to the appearance of drugs. According to this principle, the package of new drugs in Hu Weisheng's hands should be called "Lanzai" or "Ghost of Hell" at literary and artistic points, just like when the United States called heroin the pinnacle killer.
Sure enough, Diao Yong said urgently: "In the past, when the powder was transported out of the country from the southwest, it was called 'blue gold', which means it is more expensive than gold. But old nonsense, it was not called this at the beginning, when it first came out, the people above called it— Yes, it's called 'Stop the Cloud'!"
Yan Yan suddenly froze.
"..." Yan Xun stood there and didn't move for a while, staring at Diao Yong with dark eyes, and asked:
"What did you say it was called?"
"Stop the cloud." Diao Yong was afraid that he could not hear clearly, so he slowed down and trembled, "It is said that the smoke from this thing burns like clouds and mist. As for the stop, it is the stop of the stop."
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At the same time, Wuhai Industrial Zone, processing plant.
"Turn."
"Go forward."
"What are you looking at, let's go!"
Chu Ci stumbled slightly by the muzzle on the back of his head, then stood up straight and continued to walk forward.
Judging from the machine tool equipment, this should be a private workshop related to processing molds, but the machine has not been used for a long time and has been covered with a thin layer of dust. The non-negligible humming in the factory indicates that the air purification system has been turned on to the maximum, but the seemingly non-existent ammonia smell in the air still cannot be removed.
Chu Ci followed the strength of the muzzle and walked out of the factory building and stopped in an open space.
It was already evening, and the afterglow dyed the roof of the opposite building golden red, causing his eyes to narrow slightly.
The two kidnappers stood not far away. One of them had a fierce face and had gauze on his forehead. He recognized this gauze as the kidnapper who had been forced into the bushes to leave bloodstains, while the other was standing next to him. The person who wears glasses should be a drug maker.
"Heaven has a way, you don't go, hell has no door to break in." Chi Rui took a cigarette and sneered: "Student, what do you want to say at the end? Tell me to a few of your brothers?"
Chu Ci's glasses were lost, and the white coat was covered with dust and blood. Some belonged to the kidnappers, and some belonged to him. The fractured ribs and the enormous physical exertion caused by the high fever made it difficult for him to stand, but he still tried his best to stand up straight, endured the burning pain, and took a deep breath.
"...You don't need to do this, kidnapping can't be sentenced to death, and things haven't reached the point of no return." Chu Ci swallowed dryly, looked at the eyes of the two kidnappers opposite, and said hoarsely, "As long as I live. , even if the police really come to the door, the death penalty will not be sentenced. At most 20 years, the sentence will be commuted by 10 years. But if I die, now Jianning City demands that the murder case must be solved, even if the police are for their own wages. The sky is on the ground to keep searching, why do you think for yourself?"
Chi Rui hummed in his nose, and then turned into a big laugh: "Sure enough, he is a top student, he just can talk, hahaha—"
Chu Ci raised her head slightly.
"But don't make a mistake." Suddenly Chi Rui stopped laughing, gritted his teeth and said fiercely: "Brothers have committed such a big case, why are you still staying in Jianning? Let's make sure we pack up and run away, yes Is it convenient to take a living person like you, or is it convenient to take a handful of your ashes?!”
The poison-making technician next to him opened his mouth and seemed to want to say something, but he stopped.
Chi Rui took the last puff of cigarette, threw the butt of the cigarette on the ground, lifted his foot and crushed it, and winked at Wang Le from afar:
"Go ahead!"
"...!" Chu Ci's pupils were squeezed into a line, and he felt that the gun muzzle in the back of his head forced him to kneel.
- That's the stance of execution-style shooting!
The fear of life and death did not make his brain blank. On the contrary, in less than one hundredth of a second, Chu Ci's brain was operating to the extreme, and it had never been so fast and clear.
With a thud, one knee was forced to the ground, and there was a click of the safety bolt from the back of his head.
"...Fentanyl," Chu Ci suddenly said with a trembling.
Wang Le pulled the trigger finger for a while.
"That package of drugs can be absorbed through the skin and addictive, and does not require plant material, indicating that its main ingredient is a new type of fentanyl compound, probably by replacing the methyl group on the nitrogen atom of the piperidine ring of morphine with something else, so that the The lethality of fentanyl is greatly reduced and the addictiveness is increased. As for the imitations synthesized by engineer Ding, it always fails because there are several steps missing in his experiments, which fail to remove the toxicity of the fentanyl compound itself, so It is impossible to achieve the effect of the bag of samples in Hu Weisheng's hand."
At the same time as the voice fell, Chu Ci closed her eyes.
One second, two seconds, ten seconds passed.
There was no gunshot.
Wang Le still pressed his index finger on the trigger and looked at the two accomplices inquiringly.
The drug maker's eyes lit up, he held Chi Rui down, and waved his hand to signal Wang Le to take the gun away.
"What?" Chi Rui said angrily, "Didn't we already discuss it?!"
The technician ignored him: "Student, what should you do according to your idea?"
A life-and-death journey.
Chu Ci opened her eyes, and only then did she feel a slight chill in her temples.
- That's because of being soaked in cold sweat.
"If you give me some samples, let me use stereoisomers to do a systematic conformation search, and then use possible active conformations to study ligand-receptor interactions, maybe I can synthesize exactly the same thing." Chu Ci raised his head, Although the voice is extremely hoarse, it sounds neither humble nor arrogant: "It just needs a little equipment and time."
The technician seemed to ponder for a moment, then Chong Wang Le nodded.
"Don't listen to this kid's nonsense!" Chi Rui suddenly jumped into a rage: "He can do something that Lao Ding can't do? Just like that? I don't believe it!"
The technician said impatiently: "No matter what, I have to try..."
"He's just stalling for time to wait for the spy! Believe it or not, that kid Diao Yong has already fallen into the hands of the police, maybe he'll explain everything! If we don't act carefully, we'll be dumped by the police car!"
Chi Rui threw the technician away, pressed the gauze on his forehead, and roared angrily, "Stop being long-winded, hurry up! Kill him!"