"What are you looking at?"
Yan Yan's voice was soft, but as soon as he finished speaking, Wang Xingye's expression was like being caught at the scene of stealing something, and he retracted his gaze in a panic.
"No, no, I'm wrong, look at my eyes..."
"I read it wrong?"
"Yes, yes." Wang Xingye clasped Yan Yan's hand with both hands: "You said just now that my niece was kidnapped? Why do I sound so confused?"
Yan Yan laughed, patted his shoulder, and exerted a little force, the fat man surnamed Wang had to follow him to the side door on the east side of the breakfast room.
Originally, there were not many residents in this quiet homestay. Across a small corner aisle was the kitchen that had been emptied by the police. Yan Yan casually pulled up a chair and sat down, motioning for Wang Xingye to sit too, then took out a cigarette case and smoked a soft Zhonghua and handed it over.
Wang Xingye was worried: "Detachment Yan, look at my niece's daughter..."
"What did you read wrong just now?"
Wang Xingye was taken aback.
Under Yan Yan's thick straight eyebrows, he stared at him with a pair of eyes half-smiling, and asked slowly, "Who did you think our police advisor was just now?"
The flesh on Wang Xingye's fat face couldn't stop shivering, his complexion suddenly turned blue, suddenly red, and beads of sweat slid down his face again.
"It's okay, it's just you and me here." Yan Yan smiled slightly, but bit every word very clearly: "What do you say, it doesn't matter, our police can find out everything."
"..." Wang Xingye rubbed the soft Chinese root in his hand repeatedly, opened and closed it, opened and closed it again. He repeated this for several times before he pulled out a trembling smile that was more embarrassing than crying: "Actually... it's nothing, that's it... it's been several years... "
Yan Yan's smile did not change, but the bottom of his eyes sank.
"I'm not doing a gallery intermediary business. I used to have two money in my hand, and I have a little relationship with resources. Those female painters I know are-" Wang Xingye's face flushed, and tremblingly said: "The hotel has been renting a room for a long time. , who knew that when we were cracking down on pornography and illegality, the police kicked the door and rushed in..."
Yan Yan's face stiffened.
"Detachment Yan, you are also a man, you know it. You were frightened at a critical moment, and the situation was like this for the rest of your life..." Wang Xingye was hesitant to say anything.
Yan Yan was silent for a while, then suddenly asked, "Where did you get arrested for whoring?"
"Hey, Guangdong!" Wang Xingye slapped his thigh: "Of course it can't be the same police officer, but when I looked at it just now, it really looked a bit like that, so I felt like I saw a ghost!"
Is there such a coincidence
Yan Yan narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at the fat man in front of him without any emotion. Wang Xingye seemed to have lingering fears. He put the soft Chinese root that was rubbed out of shape in his mouth. He shook his hands for a long time before lighting it up, and immediately took a deep breath.
"..." Yan Yan pressed his thoughts and lit a cigarette.
A front-line criminal police officer at the deputy director level of the anti-drug mouth will not publish photos anywhere, let alone show up casually. Even after sacrifice, not just anyone can log in to the public security intranet to check photos and information, they must have a considerable level of authority.
That is to say, Jiang Ting's identity is not so easy to reveal, not to mention the obvious changes in appearance, body shape and aura around him after being in a coma for three years.
"—Don't mind, we are the criminal investigation detachment, we don't care about prostitution and pornography." Yan Yan suddenly smiled and changed the subject: "You already know about your niece?"
Fatty was relieved that the prostitution was finally revealed: "Yes, yes, I was running a gallery show in the south yesterday..."
"Is Bu Wei your own niece?"
"Hey, since you're a police officer, I'll just say it straight - that child is really not, I just put up the name of a guardian at her school."
no
A beautiful girl, and a male "guardian" who is not related by blood, the imaginative space in which Yan Yan couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.
"No, no, it's not what you think." Wang Xingye waved his hands between the cigarettes: "Let me tell you the truth, her father was my brother who was on the road in my early years, and died in an accident with his wife, probably also It happened three or four years ago. On the one hand, her father once had some financial involvement with me, and he gave me money when I was in distress; , so I paid for her to go to school. Anyway, the nine-year compulsory education, the tuition and living expenses are not much, and after graduation, I can go to any high school that does not need to choose a high-priced school, and I will consider it as my benevolence and righteousness... "
"Yo," Yan Yan flicked the cigarette ashes and said casually, "You are really a good person."
"Hey, you're right, you're not a good person, you just need to be worthy of your conscience."
"I just listened outside. Did you not receive an extortion call from the kidnappers?"
Wang Xingye said, "Don't mention the extortion phone call. I didn't even know she was kidnapped. When I received a call from the Public Security Bureau in the morning, I thought it was a scam!"
"Why, you don't usually have much contact with your niece?"
"It's really not much..."
"Why?" Yan Yan became interested: "You are an uncle, don't you just pay and don't care about it?"
Wang Xingye took a few puffs of cigarettes, and seemed to be reassuring.
Yan Yan didn't answer, and looked at him with a half-smile.
"When Bu Wei's parents first had an accident, she was only twelve or thirteen years old. This age is really troublesome. If she was younger, she could be half a daughter, and she would give me the old age and death in the future; if she was older Even if you are eighteen or nineteen years old, you might be coaxing to be my little daughter-in-law in the future." Fatty smiled without embarrassment: "But at the age of twelve or thirteen, you are not leaning on both ends, and you are about to enter the rebellious period again; It doesn't matter how much you care about her, what if people think I'm a pervert who likes little girls?"
Yan Yan nodded to signal him to continue.
"Besides, this girl lives on campus, and I usually go to other places to run art exhibitions. I don't know where to start if I want to care. It's not bad to make a phone call in a week or two." Wang Xingye spread his hands and said, "Do you think This reason?"
His explanation is indeed reasonable.
Yan Yan asked: "Then do you know that Bu Wei disappeared at the same time as a boy this time?"
"That's Shen Xiaoqi, right? I just saw that couple outside, and I cried a lot. But to be honest..."
Wang Xingye paused, and Yan Yan made a "please talk" gesture: "It doesn't matter, there is no one else here except you and me. If you have any doubts, you can raise it with our police."
The unembarrassed look on Wang Xingye's fat face reappeared: "I don't want to mention this in front of the couple, but I'll say it straight to you. The kidnapper who extorted 200 million by phone only called Giving it to him means that the target is his son, and it has nothing to do with my niece, right?"
"… "
"That is to say, my niece was an escort from the very beginning. If it wasn't for her son at the time, there would be nothing wrong now, right?"
Yan Yan neither affirmed nor denied, just kept silent.
"Although it's not my own niece, I have raised her for three or four years. If something happens to the little girl, his son will be at least half a murderer! That's how his husband and wife were so embarrassed to ask me to borrow money just now, Want to ask me to scrape together a dollar to pay the ransom? What did they think?!"
Wang Xingye got excited while talking, Yan Xun quickly put out the cigarette and patted him on the shoulder calmly: "I know it's not easy to make money these days, please trust our police..."
"How can you be like that as a human being? Don't say two hundred million, it's hard for me to pay two hundred thousand! And why should I help his family collect the ransom, who knows what wicked things his family has done to attract the kidnappers, And also implicated my niece?!…”
Fatty was probably nervous to a certain extent, and once the swearing box was opened, he couldn't stop it. Yan Yan comforted her politely, and took out her mobile phone to see if there was any update from the city bureau. Suddenly, she heard the door being knocked gently twice.
When he looked up, he saw Jiang Tingzheng standing by the door frame, with one hand in his trouser pocket, with a mask on his face, only revealing a pair of black and calm eyes:
"The kidnapper is calling, and the police are named to pick it up."
Yan Yan was stunned for a moment, then immediately reacted. In a few words, she got rid of Wang Xingye, who was about to scold, and ordered the police to come and take care of the family members of the kidnapped. She immediately got up and rushed out of the kitchen.
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"My miserable Xiaoqi! What should my mother do, what should I do!"
From afar, I could only hear Father Shen's desperate roar and Mother Shen's hoarse cry from the commander's car. Tan Shuang and the other students huddled at the entrance of the farmhouse compound, hugging and crying into a ball.
"Who told them to crowd here?" Yan Xun caught fire when he saw this scene, and dragged a detective to scold him in a low voice, "Take the minors away! Don't let so many people surround you near the command car!" Then he strode into the command car.
The technical investigators and negotiators urgently dispatched by the Municipal Bureau were sitting in the car wearing headsets, all looking like enemies. Gao Panqing had just eaten two bites of the cold lunch box, and the phone rang all over the seat of the command car, but at this time, he couldn't care less and held his phone solemnly: "Captain, I'm looking for you."
He deliberately did not call out Yan Yan's surname.
Yan Yan took a look and saw that this was Father Shen's phone, and the screen showed that the call was in progress.
—This mobile phone has already been synchronized in real time by the Technical Investigation Department of the Municipal Public Security Bureau. Hundreds of kilometers away, Huang Xing and the others are racing against time to try various methods to crack and locate them. hope.
The negotiator made a few mouths to Yan Yan silently: delaying time—
Yan Yan nodded to indicate that he knew, then turned on the speaker and said solemnly:
"I'm Yan Yan, deputy head of the Criminal Investigation Detachment of the Municipal Public Security Bureau, what do you want to do?"
He just signed up for it!
Before he finished speaking, Gao Panqing silently said "Fuck!" and said angrily with his mouth: "You fucking want to die?" !
Yan Yan raised his hand to stop him, it was an extremely decisive and even severe gesture.
"Two hundred million." A dull and ruthless electronic voice came from the speaker, and asked, "How are you preparing?"
Yan Yan looked at the negotiator, and the old professor nodded at him while staring at the technical detective distracted.
"Money is not a problem, but I need to know the safety of the hostages first." Yan Yan paused, his tone was very strong: "The two hundred million ransom family members of the hostages can't afford to pay, even if they want to collect them, they must be reported to the province or even the ministry for approval. If you have already torn up the hostages, the country will pay 200 million in vain, and even if you run to the ends of the earth, the Ministry of Public Security's Tianluodi net will not let you go!"
Mother Shen let out a sharp breath.
Several criminal policemen immediately embraced, unable to care about anything, and forcibly dragged the family members who were about to go crazy with their mouths covered.
The electronic voice made a soft sound, which seemed to be a mocking chuckle, and said, "I'm right here, come and catch it, I'll wait for you."
"How will you get the money if you are caught?"
"If you can't get the money, don't want this kid's life!"
- This kid.
Everyone's eyelids jumped when they heard these four words, and Yan Yan almost blurted out: "And there is another girl? The object of your blackmail is the Shen family, can you return the other girl?"
There was a sudden silence on the phone.
Yan Yan and the negotiator looked at each other, and it seemed that even the latter had no idea, so he could only gesture for him to wait patiently.
Three seconds, five seconds, ten seconds.
Yan Xun felt the sweat drop down with his burrified temple hair, smeared across his cheeks, and converged on his chin, causing a subtle itching.
He looked out of the car almost subconsciously. Jiang Ting was standing by the door, not looking at him or anyone, half-closed his eyes and slightly turned his head.
In an instant, Jiang Ting's silhouette made Yan Xun feel as if he was catching some kind of slight vibration in the air, or the sound of the kidnapper's side in the loudspeaker - something that no one heard or noticed. , almost imperceptible sound waves.
For some reason, his isolated and sober attitude made Yan Yan strangely feel a sense of stability.
"That little brat was unlucky, so he tied it up." Suddenly the eerie electronic voice came again, with a ruthless arrogance: "Do you want to spare one without spending money? Dreaming!"
The negotiator gestured violently, which meant Yan Yan immediately understood: "It takes time to prepare 200 million in cash! We are willing to provide you with transportation and banknotes without consecutive numbers, but it will not be possible before 8:09 tomorrow evening! You have to relax your time to—"
The negotiator typed a few numbers in a row, Yan Yan stared at his hand tightly, and shouted to the phone: "At 12 o'clock in the evening in three days at least, the cash on our side can only be..."
"Before the execution time," the electronic voice from the phone interrupted him coldly, without any fluctuations in the tone: "Twenty-nine hours."
"It will take three nights at the earliest—"
call ended.
Yan Yan's voice stopped abruptly, everyone looked at the computer screen at the same time, and the time in the upper right corner was silently changing to 15:09PM.
The interior was eerily quiet.
- Execution time, tomorrow night at 8:09.
"I..." Yan Yan wanted to drop the phone, but at the critical moment, he restrained himself, and gently put the phone back on the table with the blue veins on the back of his hand.
The negotiator gave the technical investigation a dignified wink, and the technical investigation understood, and immediately called Director Huang of the Municipal Bureau to inquire about the positioning results.
Yan Yan took a breath to calm down, took out a cigarette, lit it, took a big mouthful, and spit it out. In the curling white mist, he forced himself to close his eyes, his handsome face was stretched with sharp edges and corners, and when he opened it again, he had returned to the shrewd, strong and fearless deputy chief of criminal investigation.
"There is still time." His voice was hoarse and low: "Tell the technical investigation to step up the investigation of Shen Xiaoqi's rental car company, and send someone to the Forestry Bureau to assist in tracing the line of white-tailed sea eagles. Comprehensive screening of parents and family members, relatives and friends, school teachers and classmates, browser search records, etc. I don’t believe that this tourist destination fell into Shen Xiaoqi’s mind from the sky, whether he or Bu Wei first proposed to come to Tianzong Mountain The idea that these two children must have been strongly influenced by some kind of message!"
"Yes!"
Gao Panqing couldn't care about eating anymore, and ran out with a group of criminal policemen.
Yan Xun finished smoking three or two cigarettes, and just after snuffing out the cigarette butt, he was suddenly tapped on the back of the shoulder.
"..." He turned around suddenly, and saw Jiang Ting got into the command car at some point, standing beside him, and said, "Let me listen to the recording again."
"what?"
"The kidnapper's phone call just now should have been recorded by the technical investigator." Jiang Ting said, "I suddenly had a... immature guess just now."
Yan Yan didn't quite understand what he meant, but he knew the legendary criminal investigation capabilities of Team Jiang, so he immediately greeted the white-haired negotiator, asked the technical investigator to retrieve the recording, and brought Jiang Ting to the computer together. forward.
"Two hundred million, how are you preparing?"
"I'm right here, come and catch it... If you can't get the money, don't want this child's life... Want to spare one without spending money? Dream!"
"Twenty-nine hours before the execution time."
— The electrical rustling stopped, and the recording was interrupted.
"How is it?" Yan Yan asked in a low voice.
Jiang Ting did not answer, but clicked on replay.
"... Want to spare one without spending money? Dream!"
"Twenty-nine hours before the execution time."
…
"Two hundred million, how are you preparing?"
"what."
…
"Very weird." Jiang Ting suddenly pressed pause and muttered.
Yan Yan looked at him: "What's wrong?"
The two were head to toe, and Yan Yan turned his face slightly, but it happened that Jiang Ting also looked over. The distance between the two is not far away, even their eyelashes seem to be close to each other, and each other can see the tired red silk in each other's eyes.
"The kidnappers seem to be two people." Jiang Ting said softly, "Or, he deliberately showed two completely opposite personalities in front of the police."
Yan Yan's sharp brows twitched again: "Huh?"
"Do you trust me?" Jiang Ting asked suddenly.
"… "
There was complete silence for a few seconds, as if no air was flowing, and the noise outside the command car became more and more distant.
"I didn't bring you with me because I believed in you," Yan Yan said in a low voice, "I hope I can believe in myself."
Jiang Ting stared at him with beautiful eyes. After a while, he said, "Then listen, my next analysis may shake the entire investigation direction of the Municipal Public Security Bureau."