"I don't know, what did you say? What happened to Yan Yan?"
There was only an incandescent light on in the interrogation room in the early morning, and Qin Chuan was still wearing pajamas—a wide short-sleeved T. After he got out of the bed, he didn’t even have time to put on his glasses. His eyes were filled with undisguised suspicion, staring at Tie Tie. The interrogator behind the desk.
Outside the single-sided glass, Lu Ju, Wei Ju, Huang Xing, Gao Panqing and others crowded in the small dark room, with several eyes with different expressions, all of them staring at Qinchuan's puzzled face in the interrogation room.
The interrogator did not directly answer Qin Chuan's question: "Deputy Qin, please recall it again. What did you say, who did you meet, and what details happened during this period from 5:00 p.m. until you left the city bureau at night? ?"
They are all insiders of the public security system, and this process is already very familiar. Qin Chuan rubbed his brows, took a deep breath, and managed to restrain his inner anxiety.
"I didn't sleep well on duty the night before. I fell asleep on the table yesterday afternoon and woke up at about five o'clock. I caught a cold when I was in ambush and suppressed drugs in my early years. I feel very uncomfortable in the rainy weather. It happened that Fang team was in the office, and he took the medicinal wine and said he wanted to press it for me... "
medicinal wine.
Gao Panqing's expression changed instantly, and even Bureau Lu and Bureau Wei looked at each other.
"Does medicinal wine work for rheumatism?" the interrogator asked seemingly casually.
Qin Chuan said: "It works. It was recommended to me by Yan Xun in the early years. The team pushed me on the elbows and cervical vertebrae for a while, and I felt much better. Thinking that I might have to work overtime at night, I went to the tea room to make a cup of coffee, and when I happened to boil the water, I met Yan Yan who came back from outside in the rain."
The interrogator regained his spirits: "What did you say?"
In fact, the conversation between Qin Chuan and Yan Yan has been repeated three times in the past two hours, but the interrogator still wants to ask, Qin Chuan still has to repeat it, and even everyone outside the one-sided glass is not impatient. .
Because this is the basic technique in interrogation.
Repeated mechanical questioning, out of sequence, questioning with words, positive and negative questions... As long as people lie, they will inevitably have flaws; as long as there are flaws, they will definitely reveal clues in repeated repetitions.
Of course Qin Chuan understood this, and he was more certain that he had become the object of suspicion, so he couldn't help but breathed irritably: "What happened to Yan Yan, I went home directly after I left the city bureau, if you don't believe me, you can transfer me. Trip and call logs…”
"Vice Qin, I'm really sorry." The interrogator interrupted him coldly, "Please cooperate with our work."
"..." Qin Chuan exhaled his breath, clenched his back molars, and repeated the conversation between himself and Yan Yan in the tea room word for word, and even learned Yan Yan's tone at that time, and finally gritted his teeth. : "Then I went back to the office, is this down?"
The interrogator took down the transcript and asked, "Why did you go to the Criminal Investigation Detachment to borrow that bottle of medicinal wine before you get off work?"
This is a key question. Gao Panqing and Huang Xing outside the interrogation room tensed at the same time, and their upper bodies leaned forward unconsciously—but Ju Lu and Ju Wei, who were much hotter than them, only shook their heads slightly and said nothing else. reaction.
Sure enough, Qin Chuan was almost inexplicable: "Borrowing medicinal wine? What happened to that bottle of medicinal wine?"
"You just need to answer my question," the interrogator said.
"?" Qin Chuan spread his hands: "Because the anti-drug detachment has run out of medicinal wine! Don't you borrow it, should I go to the pharmacy to buy it temporarily?"
It really makes sense, even the interrogator was startled.
"What did you do after borrowing medicine and alcohol from the Criminal Investigation Detachment?"
"My elbows and shoulder joints were very uncomfortable, but Fang Qi was no longer in the office, so I thought he had gone home. I didn't want to bother anyone at that time, so I rubbed some medicinal wine on my elbows for a while, After the massage, there was the last bit of medicinal wine left in the bottle, and I thought it was only two mouthfuls, so I wanted to drink it."
The interrogator paused as he took the transcript: "Do you want to drink?"
Qin Chuan nodded.
"It's the common sense of the public security officers that some medicinal liquor cannot be taken orally. Why do you dare to drink it without hesitation?"
"Because Yan Yan often drinks, we all know it." Qin Chuan seemed to feel ridiculous, "But in the end, I didn't drink it, because the front foot just poured into the cup, and the back foot team entered the office and stopped me immediately. —”
The interrogator's expression froze: "Fang Detachment stopped you?"
This time, the expressions of everyone outside the interrogation room changed.
Shengwu Paojiu is highly toxic, and Yan Yan did not cause irreversible consequences because the intake was extremely small. But if Qin Chuan had drank the whole two sips at that time, it would have been cold by now!
What made Fang Zhenghong stop Qin Chuan at the last minute
"Yes." Qin Chuan nodded affirmatively and said, "When Fang team saw that I was about to drink medicinal wine, he was suddenly agitated for some reason, and came up and took the cup from my hand..."
Go back ten hours, the Office of the Anti-Narcotics Detachment.
Whoa!
Unexpectedly, the Chinese medicinal wine was thrown on the ground, and Qin Chuan jumped in shock, but when he turned around, Fang Zhenghong's face changed, and he scolded his face: "Don't you know that medicinal wine can't be drunk casually?"
"But this is..."
"What do you know? Do you know the consequences of drinking medicinal wine indiscriminately? What if it goes bad and poisonous?"
"No way, this is from Yan Yan..."
"Don't hang around with that surnamed Yan, he is not a serious person from the bottom of his heart!" Fang Zhenghong seemed to want to say something, but he held back abruptly and reprimanded: "Knowing people, knowing faces but not hearts, how do you know that he is talking to him face to face? You are hot, will you turn around and kill you?!"
Qin Chuan told him that he was stunned, and it took him a long time to react, only to feel angry and funny. But before he could persuade Fang Zhenghong, he was interrupted unreasonably by the latter: "Send it back to the Criminal Investigation Detachment! They won't touch their things in the future!"
"This, I'm talking about Lao Fang." Qin Chuan held the empty medicine bottle in embarrassment: "Look at what you said, I've already used it for others, can't I still have a bottle of medicine residue? Or I... "
Fang Zhenghong turned a deaf ear and complained about something while turning back to the detachment captain's office. Qin Chuan shook his head helplessly, put the empty medicine bottle on his desk, and packed his things to get off work.
But at this time, Fang Zhenghong also got out of the office with his bag, probably planning to go home, when he saw the eye-catching bottle of medicinal wine on Qinchuan's table, he immediately became angry again: "Why haven't you-"
Qin Chuan immediately surrendered with both hands, Fang Zhenghong glared at him, he simply stepped forward to pick up the empty medicine bottle, and strode out of the office door.
"Then I got off work, don't know where he left that empty wine bottle."
There was a dead silence inside and outside the interrogation room, and various emotions such as shock, anger, disbelief, etc., flickered in everyone's eyes. Only Qin Chuan did not understand why, and finally asked the question cautiously and vigilantly:
"So... Is there really something wrong with the medicinal wine? How is Lao Yan?"
Bureau Lu raised his hand and made a slight gesture to Deputy Bureau Wei, and said hoarsely, "Call Fang Zhenghong over to accept the questioning."
At this moment, the door was opened, and Gao Panqing, who was standing by the door, turned his head, and his conditioned reflex stood at attention: "Team Yu!"
Yu Zhu didn't answer, and didn't even look at anyone in the room. Her cheek muscles were tensed, she walked straight to Bureau Lu and whispered, "The inquiries to the colleagues on duty are over, someone saw Fang Zhenghong leaving the city bureau and throwing an empty glass bottle shaped like a wine bottle into the office. The trash can downstairs."
Bureau Lu suddenly raised his head: "Throw it away?"
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hospital.
"cough cough cough..."
Jiang Ting woke up with a sudden cough in his sleep. The next moment, his head was held up, and the warm water was swallowed down his throat, which quickly calmed the spasm of the trachea.
Jiang Ting opened his eyes slightly, the lights in the ward were turned off, and the heavy rain that lasted all night did not know when it had stopped. By the moonlight slanting in from the glass window, he frowned and asked softly, "Yan Yun?"
Yan Yan leaned against the hospital bed, her eyes shining brightly in the dark, and she lowered her head and kissed the gauze that smelled of blood and rust on Jiang Ting's forehead.
"How did you come?"
Yan Yan didn't answer right away, his arms crossed the back of his neck, hooked Jiang Ting's shoulders, and squeezed onto the single bed. After this action brought the two closer together, he whispered next to Jiang Ting's ear: "I just finished hanging, I heard from the nurse that you have a fever, come and see you."
At night, Jiang Ting's expression could not be clearly seen, but under the close proximity of each other, Yan Yan could still feel a brief smile on the corner of his lips.
"You saved me..."
"No," Jiang Ting said, "I hurt you."
Probably because his tone was too calm and determined, Yan Yan couldn't think of anything to refute for a while, and after a while he pretended to be relaxed: "What are you hurting me? The medicinal wine is not what I want to drink, or you are pressing it. Can't I force it in?"
"You say so..."
"Of course, if one day you fall in love with other little white faces and want to murder your husband, and bring me a glass of poisoned wine, I'm not sure that I'll just drink it all because of my grief and death, and I will fulfill you. With that later adulterer... ouch! I'll beat people!"
Jiang Ting moved his lower shoulder: "Who did it, do you have any guesses in your mind?"
Yan Yan pondered for a moment, then shook his head: "It's hard to say. I brought that bottle of medicinal wine to the city bureau from my own house, and it's usually kept in the storage cabinet of the big office. No one uses it except me. The last time I used it was probably It was the spring of this year, and it was unclear whether anyone else had touched it. Of course I know that drinking raw aconitum wine will kill you, but I am sure that the bottle of medicinal wine is made of aconitum. questionable."
Jiang Ting asked, "What does the wine bottle look like? Is there a possibility that someone will make aconitum in it?"
Yan Xun, who is nearly 1.9 meters tall, felt a little bit hard to curl up on half of the hospital bed, so he bent one leg and put it on Jiang Ting's leg, hugged him warmly in his arms, and said, "If it is a black head If so, it is very laborious to stuff the yellow wine bottle into the narrow mouth. Not only is it difficult to hide and fast, but it is also easy to leave medicinal residues around the glass bottle, which will become evidence for future investigations. So I prefer the person who started to sneak away. When I entered the Criminal Investigation Detachment's office, I replaced my original bottle with a bottle of medicinal wine soaked in raw aconite.
As he said that, he twitched two black sword eyebrows, rubbed his chin with one hand, and made a rustling sound:
"If we can check the monitoring of this matter, then we will definitely get to the bottom of it. But the problem is that the city bureau's surveillance camera only looks at the corridors, stairs, and talking rooms. The confidential business detachment office is under the dark lights, not necessarily in the monitoring range... "
"Hey," Jiang Ting gasped suddenly.
"what happened to you?"
Jiang Ting was so absorbed in his thoughts that he tilted his head inadvertently, and the injured part of his forehead rubbed against Yan Yan's chin, causing him to be speechless in pain. Seeing this, Yan Yan immediately propped up his upper body, pushed aside his hair to reveal the gauze, and felt aching as if two small claws were scratching in his heart, and asked in a series of voices, "Does it still hurt? Call a nurse to have a look? Will there be any scarring? what?"
Jiang Ting said impatiently, "Don't move."
Yan Yan only wore a short-sleeved T-shirt, and lowered her head and kissed the gauze again, her hot body restlessly pressed against him: "Our police flower is going to be broken this time, what should I do..."
Then he thought about it for a while, and he suddenly realized something, with a subtle satisfaction in his tone: "... If you break the phase, you can break the phase, and it's good to break the phase."
Jiang Ting had nothing to say, thinking that he was a normal person, and he really couldn't understand the inner world of the Golden Horse Actor in the public security system.
Yan Yan asked: "Can you marry me if you are broken?"
"..." Jiang Ting asked back, "Why do you hate marriage so much all the time?"
The two went up and down and looked at each other for a long while, the night in the ward was quiet and silent. After a while, Yan Yan finally couldn't stop laughing. The laughter was dull and happy in his chest: "I said you didn't understand."
Jiang Ting: "..."
"In the animal world, in order to compete for females, two males often experience very cruel fights and fights, sometimes even ending in life and death. This is an instinct engraved in the bones of nature's development and biological evolution, and it is written in human DNA to this day. Of course, we humans are relatively advanced primates, in addition to same-sex fights, we often pay more attention to pleasing the object of competition, and winning the approval of the object of competition is the final victory."
Yan Yan leaned his upper body low, almost pressed Jiang Ting under him, and looked at him playfully: "So if you don't win the approval, even if you kill your competitor, you can't count as a victory. This is our modern society. The Supreme Law of Heterosexual Intercourse…”
Jiang Ting raised the hand that was not infusion, and covered his eyes with a smile.
Yan Yan forcibly took his hand off: "Are you listening to me? What do you think?"
"You are just..."
"What do you think? Marry or not?"
Jiang Ting smiled and said nothing.
"Marry or not? Huh? Talk?"
Jiang Ting wanted to cover his eyes and ignore it, but his hand was pressed by Yan Yan, and the two struggled and shook until the hospital bed creaked, and the sound made people embarrassed and heartbeat. After making trouble for a long time, Jiang Ting finally had nothing to do, and gave up: "... Marry, marry, if I am a woman, I will marry you!"
Yan Yan was unrelenting, and groped his hand down: "What if it wasn't?"
"Let go!"
"What if it wasn't a woman?"
Jiang Ting was helpless, and after a while he could only say, "It's not a woman, you can only marry me, is that okay?"
Yan Yan agreed immediately, for fear that he would go back on his words: "Okay, I'll marry!"
Jiang Ting couldn't hold back his flutter, and scolded with a smile, "Get the hell out of me."
Yan Yan was a little unwilling to do anything, but was forcibly pushed off by Jiang Ting, so he could only curl up his long legs regretfully, lay on his side on the side of the hospital bed, and muttered indistinctly: "Dowry How much to accompany you to give the number... "
Jiang Ting raised his foot and kicked him unceremoniously, "Hello."
"Domestic violence started before we even got through the door—what?"
"What happened to the bullet fired by the Type 92 pistol at the scene of the police raid in Jiangyang County?"
Yan Yan's muscles stiffened, and it took a few seconds to relax slowly. He gritted his teeth and squeezed out a few words: "I knew it must be Ma Xiang who betrayed the revolution!"
Jiang Ting said coldly: "If Ma Xiang can hide those two tricks from me, he will be able to give lectures at the Public Security University. What's going on?"
Yan Yan couldn't hide it. He could only reveal the information he got from Bureau Lu, including the suspected gunman's miraculous death on the national highway, and the fact that he couldn't find a matching gun for bullets. He went to his mobile phone and opened the photo album in front of Jiang Ting: "That's the bullet, here. Fortunately, the bullet was stuck in the back seat of the Daqi car. It's a god's will."
Jiang Ting glanced a few times, then suddenly sat up and took the phone.
"how?"
As soon as the voice fell, Jiang Ting turned on the light, and a deep fine line was locked between his eyebrows.
Yan Xun noticed the difference and couldn't help sitting up straight. He saw Jiang Ting staring at a picture in the album. Following his gaze, he saw that the picture was very clear. It was the metal lettering on the bottom of the cartridge case and the silver bottom fire cup.
Yan Yan's tone changed a bit: "What's the matter, Jiang Ting?"
"..." Jiang Ting's eyes flashed, not knowing what he was observing. After half a cigarette, he returned the phone to Yan Yan and said solemnly, "I'm going to Gongzhou this time..."
Yan Yun's temple jumped immediately.
"Sweeping graves is actually to confirm some of my speculations about the package of new fentanyl compounds in the case of Hu Weisheng's drug production - if you have an impression, after we found this package of drugs from Hu Weisheng's rooftop, we Ajie showed up and took him away. And I came back from Gongzhou to find you because I successfully confirmed these speculations, so I want to tell you all the clues."
Jiang Ting stretched out his hand and pinched the root of his nose. The outline of his calm profile reflected the lamp, as if he was considering language.
After a while, he pointed to the phone in Yan Yan's arms, and said solemnly, "I've seen this bullet."