In the yard of the police station, a row of corpses lay side by side on the ground, each covered with a white cloth and a police cap.
Jiang Yuelou stood at the front with a heavy complexion, his eyes swept over the corpses one by one, and when he saw Sun Yongren, his eyes were filled with sadness.
Behind him stood Song Rong, Jin Dacheng and others, watching this tragic scene together, feeling very depressed.
Sun Yongren's vivid expressions flashed in Jiang Yuelou's mind, the playful smile when he was playing rogue with Song Rong, the calmness when performing tasks, the wide-eyed smile when he ate good food, the dejection when he was reprimanded by Jiang Yuelou, everything, everything, All disappeared at this moment, returning to the cold reality.
He didn't say anything, he couldn't say anything, he just stood up straight, raised his hand in salute, and saw off his good brother.
All the policemen behind him were infected by his tragic mood, and saluted in unison. Only Jin Dacheng was half a beat slower, but his nose couldn't help feeling a little sore, he took a couple of deep breaths and raised his hand.
Standing at the window, Bai Jinbo sighed softly as he watched the scene downstairs, a look of sadness flashed in his eyes.
A few minutes later, Jiang Yuelou put down his hands, restrained his emotions, turned around and strode back to the office building. When he passed Jin Dacheng, he paused, patted him on the shoulder, and thanked him sincerely.
Although the two had been at odds at the police station, when he was caught in the trap in the smokehouse, he vaguely saw Jin Dacheng helping Song Rong to save Sun Yongren. He may have many faults, but at least he has a good heart.
Jin Dacheng was a little surprised. He was stunned for a moment, and he wanted to say something nervously, but found that Jiang Yuelou had left. He looked back at Jiang Yuelou's cold back, feeling a little different in his heart. This was the first time he heard someone say thank you to him, and it was from the "hostile" Jiang Yuelou. He felt a sense of relief and returned to the office happily.
In the courtyard of the police station, Song Rong remained where he was, winking at the policemen beside him.
"Send the brothers to the car!" The policeman shouted, and everyone began to carry the corpses one after another.
Song Rong walked up to Sun Yongren, stared at the white cloth, and finally said: "Fatty, eat more over there, the boss still has me here!" After he finished speaking, he turned around and chased after Jiang Yuelou.
Jiang Yuelou didn't go back to the office, went to the toilet to wash his face, wiped away his tears, and walked into Bai Jinbo's office.
With this step by step, he has packed up his emotions, buried his hatred in his heart, and become more calm.
Bai Jinbo walked up to him, patted his shoulder comfortingly, and pointed to the sofa for him to sit down.
"The newly recruited police officers have already been trained, and the Internal Affairs Department will take them to go through the entry procedures in a while."
Jiang Yuelou didn't answer, but said another thing: "I want to apply for another pension."
"According to the rules, the department has already given their family members a pension, and there were no exceptions before. If you want to apply again, you need the approval of the Financial Secretary."
Jiang Yuelou immediately got up and wanted to leave: "I'll go to Director Zhan to discuss it."
"It's true to be nostalgic, don't forget your duty. I don't have more time for you to be sad. What I need is the news that you have found the murderer."
Speaking of this, Jiang Yuelou gritted his teeth and endured it for a while before replying: "The information we have received so far shows that the owner of this tobacco shop is French. He has been abroad all year round and has hired several Chinese workers to run it for him. Jinmatang has nothing to do with it, and it has nothing to do with Zhao Jingming."
Bai Jinbo frowned: "For no reason, no one would do such a cruel thing. There should be some other reason."
"Is there such a possibility? Zhao Jingming is not the third master."
Jiang Yuelou had this idea for a long time, and always felt that Zhao Jingming was a scapegoat left behind by the third master, otherwise it would be impossible to arrest him so smoothly.
Bai Jinbo knew that Jiang Yuelou was not at ease all the time. After thinking for a while, he still put forward a different opinion: "It shouldn't be. If Zhao Jingming wasn't the third master, he would have no way of knowing the details of those murders. First check at the pier and the station. See if there is anyone suspicious recently."
Jiang Yuelou was puzzled, and followed Bai Jinbo's words to guess: "You mean, after the disappearance of Jinmatang, new opium dealers came from other places?"
"It's not impossible. Where there is a market, there is business. There are not a few people in Jingcheng secretly smoking opium. This is a way to make money. Even if the Golden Horse Hall is solved, there may be some silver horse halls and bronze horse halls." Come."
This reason is indeed convincing, Jiang Yuelou nodded: "I'll send someone to investigate right away."
He was just about to leave when he heard Bai Jinbo assign a second task, "After finishing the work, go to dinner."
Jiang Yuelou never cared about such trivial matters, let alone now, when he was eager to avenge Sun Yongren, he quickly said that he was not hungry. He really couldn't eat anything, and he always thought that Sun Yongren gave him the chance to live, and he couldn't let him die in peace.
"From last night to now, you haven't taken a single drop of water. This is an order, execute it immediately."
"Yes." Jiang Yuelou replied, knowing Bai Jinbo's love for him, so he didn't insist on it.
When he returned to the office, Song Rong came to report with a few new police officers, and one of them, a young man named Cheng Qing, looked particularly upright.
He briefly explained the task and let them disperse, leaving him alone at the desk tiredly. He pressed his temples and wanted to pour water to drink, but found that the kettle was empty.
"Sun Yongren..." He subconsciously yelled out, before the words came out, he immediately reacted, holding the kettle and fell silent.
The door was pushed open, and Song Rong stood at the door, looking not very good-looking. He strode in, took the kettle in Jiang Yuelou's hand, and said to him seriously: "Boss, I'll come after this job."
He has always been politely called Jiang Yuelou Section Chief, only Sun Yongren calls him the boss all day long. But now, the man with the long head and the short head is gone, and he is willing to change his words for him, as if he still exists.
Compared with the gloom and mist in the police station, the atmosphere in the Zhan Mansion is much better.
Zhan Junbai was sitting in the living room, drinking tea and reading newspapers leisurely while listening to melodious Western music.
Qiu Ming came over to report: "Director, Mrs. Jiang has sent a letter, saying that this is just a small trial, and you are asked to wait and see the big show."
Zhan Junbai raised his head with a smile that was not a smile: "The big show is very difficult to arrange, and it is easy to fail if you are not careful. Let's wait and see."
Thinking that Jiang Yuelou survived, Qiu Ming felt a little regretful: "If Mrs. Jiang hadn't insisted on killing everyone in the inspection department, Liuli could have assassinated Jiang Yuelou in another way."
"She's too confident, or rather conceited." Zhan Junbai put away the newspaper, "That's fine, let her know that Jiang Yuelou is not a character that can be taken lightly."
Qiu Ming seemed to have doubts, hesitating, not knowing whether he should ask, he raised his head and gave Zhan Junbai a quick look, then lowered his head again.
"Ask if you have anything to say."
Qiu Ming plucked up his courage: "Director, according to your relationship with Jiang Yuelou, he must trust you and be defenseless. If you do something while drinking tea, Jiang Yuelou's life will not be enough." die."
"If it weren't for the different positions, he is really a good friend. I admire him and don't want to get his blood on my hands." Zhan Junbai took a sip of tea and leaned on the sofa, quite comfortably, as if he was not a human life.
Qiu Ming didn't understand the logic of this, and was still a little puzzled.
Zhan Junbai laughed: "Besides, based on the relationship between him and Jiang Shengnan, fighting is more interesting. Once one side loses, the climax of the drama will come, and we can reap the benefits."
This time Qiu Ming understood, and looked at Zhan Junbai with admiration.
At night, Jiang Yuelou asked Zhan Junbai to the teahouse to inquire about applying for a pension.
Zhan Junbai pondered for a moment, and replied: "I dare not guarantee this matter, but I will try my best to help you fight with the committee. Once approved, I will allocate funds to you as soon as possible."
"Thank you Brother Zhan." Jiang Yuelou toasted him with tea instead of wine, eyes full of gratitude.
"Does the murderer have clues?"
Jiang Yuelou shook his head: "We're still investigating. By the way, Brother Zhan, did Zhao Jingming talk to you before he admitted his identity?" He still felt that Zhao Jingming was full of doubts, and the last person he saw before pleading guilty was Zhan Junbai.
"Brother Jiang suspects me?" Zhan Junbai joked while playing with the teacup.
"Brother Zhan is worrying too much, I'm just suspicious of Zhao Jingming's identity."
Speaking of this, Zhan Junbai restrained his smile, moved closer to him, and asked, "Do you suspect that he is not the third master?"
"I suspect that there is someone behind him."
"Oh? Who do you suspect?"
"I'm not sure yet, but the person who set up this trap should not be underestimated. If the rescue is delayed by a few minutes, I probably won't have the chance to sit here with Brother Zhan to drink tea and listen to the wind."
Zhan Junbai refilled Jiang Yuelou's cup of tea, with a comforting tone: "Maybe it's Brother Jiang's fate."
Jiang Yuelou drank the tea and sighed, "I don't believe in fate, I only believe in myself."
"After so much, Brother Jiang still has the same temper."
"Brother Zhan, why not?"
Zhan Junbai didn't answer, just poured tea for Jiang Yuelou with a smile, and the two raised their teacups at the same time.
Saying goodbye to Zhan Junbai, Jiang Yuelou didn't want to go home, wandered aimlessly, and walked to Yu Zhitang unknowingly.
"Yu Zhi, I have something to ask you." He saw Chen Yuzhi locking the door and closing the door, and raised his voice to attract his attention.
The two walked slowly along the street, Jiang Yuelou was silent for a while, and asked: "Have you ever thought that the person who set up this trap is by our side. Or, at least, I am very familiar with you. He Knowing the relationship between us, you have calculated Chu Ran's temperament, calculated that Chu Ran will bring Liuli to Yu Zhitang, and even calculated that you will take her in."
Chen Yuzhi's expression became serious when he heard these assumptions. "Indeed. Even the choice of Liuli was deliberately designed."
"The reason why she smiles like Keying is to soften your guard."
Chen Yuzhi nodded silently.
"The matter is far from over. Like yesterday's situation, there may be many more. In the future, if danger occurs, first protect yourself and then save others." Jiang Yuelou looked at the bright moon in the sky and instructed.
"If it were you, would it be the same?"
Jiang Yuelou looked at him and shook his head: "It's different. I'm a policeman, and that's my responsibility. You have no obligation to risk your life, understand?"
"Not only the police are responsible, but doctors too."
The two looked at each other, both understood the persistence in each other's hearts, and laughed at the same time.
One shot missed, although many policemen died, but the key target was not injured, which made Jiang Shengnan very dissatisfied. She replied that although Zhan Junbai still looked confident, he was already very anxious inside.
She leaned casually on the sofa, and the coffee table in front of her was covered with messy materials, revealing her frustration. She picked up the documents and checked them carefully, but each one disappointed her, and she threw it on the ground angrily.
Suddenly, a photo caught her attention. She picked it up gently, and finally became interested.
The woman in the photo looks like a dancer, full of dust, flaunting her charms to the camera.
"Is this Bai Jinbo's wife?"
The male follower beside him bowed and replied: "Not exactly. She was a dancer at Paramount before, and later Bai Jinbo redeemed her for her. They lived together for seven years, but they have never gone through the marriage formalities, and there are very few people. know she exists."
Jiang Shengnan pinched the photo and pondered for a while, then flew the photo to the male follower, and said: "Let me know her likes and places she often goes to."
The male follower took the photo neatly, nodded and left.
She leaned on the sofa, stretched her body, lazily lit her cigar, and began to puff, with a calculating smile on her lips.
This woman is really a good pawn.
The Paramount Ballroom is where Yali goes most often. She always finds one day a week to come out to dance, and then go home before Bai Jinbo gets off work.
This day was no different for her, she still danced happily with a strange man.
The songs were changed one by one, and she slid from one man's hand to another like a butterfly, her wanton laughter filled the audience.
Changing partners again, her slender fingers were about to catch the hand of the next man, but someone grabbed her one step ahead and cut her off. She looked curiously, and saw a polite man in a suit watching her with a smile.
"Miss dances really well, do you have the honor to dance with me?"
Yali looked at the hand being held with a smile, and asked back, "Can you refuse?"
"cannot."
The two slid onto the dance floor in tacit dance steps.
This dance was extremely ambiguous. The man's hand on Yali's back gently stroked her, and that slightly itchy feeling spread all the way to the bottom of my heart. It had been a long time since she had such intimate contact with a man, and she felt in a good mood.
At the end of the song, the man took Yali's hand and left the dance floor. She didn't object either, and followed the trend knowingly.
When the two came to a hotel suite, the man couldn't wait to take off his shirt, revealing his strong body, and Yali also looked at him greedily, and unbuttoned the cheongsam one by one.
Just when the man crawled to her side and kissed her bare shoulders, someone suddenly broke in. Before the two of them could react, they kept pressing the shutter of the camera while looking at the spring scenery on the bed, and the flash light clicked.
After a brief panic, Yali quickly understood, grabbed the clothes at the head of the bed and draped them over her shoulders, and said angrily, "Play fairy dance with me? How much does it cost, tell me."
The man looked indifferent, put on his clothes silently, and retreated behind the visitor.
Jiang Shengnan, who took the pornographic photos, smiled at Yali, took the lead to sit on the sofa, and said, "Mrs. Bai, get dressed, let's sit down and talk."
Yali was really frightened at this moment, she stared at Jiang Shengnan and denied: "What Mrs. Bai, you made a mistake." As she spoke, she looked around the room and finally looked at the window.
Jiang Shengnan seemed to have guessed her thoughts, and still said with a smile: "This is the 12th floor, Mrs. Bai, I can't leave. The photos are so wonderful, don't you plan to take a look?"
Yali's face was very ugly, and she clearly realized that she was not the opponent's opponent, so she chose to cooperate and sat down on the sofa.
"Who are you? What is the purpose of setting up this situation to lure me in?"
"Since Mrs. Bai is so straightforward, let's get straight to the point." Jiang Shengnan appreciated Yali's cleverness, and he saved the temptation to pretend to be a snake, and told her the cooperation plan straightforwardly.
Yali looked at Jiang Shengnan in surprise: "Let me collect information for you? It's too difficult. I'm just an ordinary person, so I can't do it."
"Mrs. Bai is modest. It's not so easy to have sex under Bai Jinbo's nose."
"You investigate me." Yali became angry again.
Jiang Shengnan nodded and admitted indifferently: "Yeah, knowing yourself and the enemy is the only way to win this battle, otherwise there will be no game." She knew that Yali was watching her carefully, so she continued nonchalantly: "You are very cautious, every Wednesday Choose to go to the ballroom when there are least people, never have a second dance with a man, and rarely go out with others. The reason why I can fish you out today... ”
"Because of that song." Yali had guessed the reason.
Seven years ago, she was the most popular dancer in the ballroom, the most famous courtesan in Fengyuechang, and all the guests who came to the ballroom gave her a hug. She is so numb to her work that anyone can dance with her as long as they can pay a tip.
Until someone snatched her away from other guests and drunkenly promised to take her out of Fengyuechang. This was simply the funniest joke she had ever heard, but she couldn't help secretly looking forward to it in her heart.
Unexpectedly, he really redeemed her body and brought her back home.
She remembered that when he pulled her away, it was that song that was playing in the dance hall.
"The same song, the same slasher, is it particularly uncomfortable to recall? I really want revenge, crazy revenge."
Jiang Shengnan's seductive voice interrupted Yali's memories. She didn't expect her mind to be guessed so easily, she laughed desolately, and couldn't help but want to confide: "You don't understand this feeling. I thought, I I finally crawled out of hell, I thought he liked me, but before I had time to see what heaven looked like, I fell in again, deeper and worse. Am I being ridiculous?"
It turned out that the man didn't love him. Just because she looked like his dead wife, he regarded her as a substitute for a dead person. She has no status, no self, locked in an exquisite cage, and lost her freedom.
"It's not your fault, it's because he shouldn't have given you hope." Jiang Shengnan looked at her with pity, breaking through her defenses bit by bit.
She poured a glass of wine and handed it to Yali, and continued to seduce: "Men are unreliable, if you want to live happily, don't trust anyone except yourself."
Yali took the wine glass and drank it down, with resentment shining in her eyes.
"He has hurt you for so many years, he should pay the price."
"Those who bear me deserve to die."
"That's right." Jiang Shengnan smiled, and poured her another glass of wine: "Death is actually the simplest thing, and the most painful thing is that life is worse than death, just like your seven years of life."
Yali seemed to be possessed, staring straight at Jiang Shengnan, gnashing her teeth and saying, "I'll destroy whatever he cares about. I want him to have a taste of this too."
Jiang Shengnan raised his glass: "I'll help you."
Yali took a glance at Jiang Shengnan, restored her previous style, sipped the wine in the glass, and corrected: "I'm helping you. Isn't that the purpose of your trap today?"
"It's about helping each other."
"There is no need to beautify the facts, this is what each wants."
The two looked at each other for a moment, then drank the wine in the glass.
Two streets away from this hotel is the police station. In the conference room, Bai Jinbo was holding a top-secret document and said to Jiang Yuelou, Jin Dacheng, and Section Chief Feng: "This is the task I just received. Notice that three senior officials from Qingcheng came to Jingcheng to participate in the meeting to discuss the ownership of Linjiang County and the expansion of the railway between the two cities. This meeting is of high standard, and Mayor Cai requested a level of confidentiality. The security task is assigned by our police station I am fully responsible, and I am going to hand it over to the three of you for execution."
Jin Dacheng knew that he would definitely be rewarded by the mayor for doing this task well, so he said excitedly: "Don't worry, Director, it will definitely be completed beautifully, let them see the capabilities of our police station."
Bai Jinbo tore off the sealing strip of the document, took out the notice, took a look at it himself, and then handed it to Jiang Yuelou who was the nearest: "This is the time and place of the meeting."
Jiang Yuelou, Jin Dacheng, and Section Chief Feng circulated it, and the notice returned to Bai Jinbo.
He solemnly ordered: "Except for everyone here, the specific information of the meeting will be kept strictly confidential." Seeing that the three of them nodded, he lit the notice and watched it burn out.
At the end of the meeting, everyone stood up and wanted to leave, but Bai Jinbo called Jiang Yuelou to stop.
"I know you're feeling bad about Yongren, but it's not enough for Song Rong to help you. I see a guy named Cheng Qing who's not bad. Although he's new to the job, he's very hard-working. You should be able to cultivate your temper."
Jiang Yuelou thought about it for a while: "I have an impression, it seems to be very young."
"No matter how young you are, you are not as young as when you were with me, but you are only sixteen years old. In the blink of an eye, it has been eight years. You are growing fast in the wind. I am old, and I can see white hair on my head."
Jiang Yuelou deliberately looked left and right, and denied it with a smile: "Not a single one, it's very dark."
"It's rare, when did you learn to joke? It seems that Chen Yuzhi's treatment is really effective."
Jiang Yuelou smiled knowingly.
Back in the office, he asked Song Rong about the investigation of foreign opium dealers, but there was no progress. After thinking about it, he put the matter aside, and asked Song Rong to dispatch a few skilled policemen to carry out the confidential task that Bai Jinbo had just explained to him.
Following Bai Jinbo's recommendation, he found Cheng Qing, looked him over, and asked, "How many years have you been in the police station?"
Cheng Qing was full of righteousness, and replied energetically: "Reporting to the section chief, it has been two years. One year of training, and one year of performing peripheral tasks."
He looked at Cheng Qing's neck, where there was a wound that hadn't fully healed, and asked, "What's the matter with the neck?"
Cheng Qing touched his neck and smiled shyly: "I accidentally touched it."
"Working under me, the first rule is to say one thing, and to say another thing."
Cheng Qing knew that he couldn't hide it, so he had to report the truth: "I went to the pier yesterday to check for clues, and I met a thief, so I helped him out. I didn't expect him to have accomplices, and I embarrassed the police station."
"It's embarrassing to the police station if you stand by and watch. Go and let Lao Zhao deal with it for you." Jiang Yuelou's eyes flashed admiration, and he recognized his qualifications to stay under his command.
At night, Bai Jinbo sat on the sofa and read the newspaper comfortably.
Suddenly the phone rang, and he picked it up casually. It was Jin Dacheng calling.
"Director, the security work of Jing'an Hotel has been arranged. From tonight, our people will take over completely."
"Well. Be sure to cheer up tomorrow and don't make mistakes. Also, the streets near the Jing'an Hotel are also strictly controlled. Roads are closed."
He didn't notice that not far away, Yali was hiding at the door of the living room to eavesdrop on his call, and quietly backed away after he hung up.
Yali walked into the study quickly, picked up the phone to make a call, and told Jiang Shengnan what she had just heard.
She still wanted to say something, but when she heard footsteps outside the door, she hung up hastily, pretending to be wiping the bookcase.
Bai Jinbo walked into the study, and seeing her inside, he was really unhappy, he berated her and kicked her out of the door.
She left in a hurry, hurried back to the bedroom and clutched her chest, unable to calm down for a long time. This was the first time she had done something against Bai Jinbo, and she felt very happy. She raised her head to look at the door, with a vicious gleam in her eyes.
Jiang Shengnan hung up the phone, picked up the map and began to analyze it.
She pointed to the location of Jing'an Hotel to the male attendant, and said, "This is the meeting place for tomorrow, and the security is heavily guarded. If you want to do it, you can only do it on the road."
"A message came from Cheng Qing that they set off from the police station at eight o'clock to pick up people at the station."
Jiang Shengnan nodded and continued to analyze: "From the station to the hotel, there is only a section of the road in front of the Jing'an Hotel. This is the best place to do it. Depart from the police station at 8 o'clock, and it is estimated that you can arrive at the station at 8:30. From Qingcheng The incoming train is expected to arrive at the station at 8:50, and the station is full of people. They will pick up the target and leave in the shortest possible time. It is about 9:00, that is to say, the time they arrive at the hotel should be around 9:20 .”
The male follower nodded.
"I can trust your marksmanship, you act yourself."
"yes."
The wheels rolled across the ground quickly, and a row of brand new black cars parked steadily at the gate of the train station.
Jiang Yuelou, Song Rong, Cheng Qing and others got out of the car one after another, vigilantly observing the surrounding environment to confirm safety.
Song Rong made a gesture to the crowd, and plainclothes policemen dispersed into the crowd.
After a while, a gentleman in a suit walked out from the outbound passengers, followed by two plainclothes guards.
Jiang Yuelou glanced at the photo in his hand, compared it carefully, and hurried up after confirming it.
"Mr. Zhou, I'm Jiang Yuelou from the police station, and I'm in charge of your escort." Knowing the rules, he greeted and took out his ID and handed it to one of the guards.
The guard took the certificate and looked at it carefully, then nodded to Minister Zhou.
Only then did Minister Zhou nod his head in response to him: "Thank you."
Jiang Yuelou gestured, and a group of policemen scattered in the crowd gradually approached, loosely surrounding Minister Zhou, and were always on guard.
Minister Zhou walked towards the car in the direction guided by Jiang Yuelou. Jiang Yuelou followed closely beside him, keeping an eye on his surroundings as he walked.
The car door opened, Minister Zhou sat in the car, and Jiang Yuelou sat next to him.
Song Rong got into the co-pilot, and the rest of the police officers neatly got into the rest of the vehicles. The car drove away quickly and left the station.
On the rooftop of a high-rise building not far from Jing'an Hotel, the male attendant opened the box, took out a sniper rifle from it, set it up, and saw the logo of Jing'an Hotel, as well as the vehicles and pedestrians on the street from the scope. .
He put down the gun, crossed his hands and moved his fingers a few times, raised his watch to check the time, and the hands pointed to the position of 9:18. He quickly loaded the bullet, put his face close to the scope again, adjusted his breathing, and was ready to act.
At this moment, at the entrance of Jing'an Hotel, Jiang Yuelou's car appeared in the scope.
The male follower saw that Jiang Yuelou and Minister Zhou got out of the car at the same time. Jiang Yuelou seemed to sense something was wrong sensitively, and quickly turned back to look at his position.
The corner of his mouth raised slightly, and he shot neatly at Minister Zhou's chest.
Jiang Yuelou's reaction was already very fast, hearing the sound of bullets breaking through the wind, he quickly threw Minister Zhou down. But it was still a step too late, Minister Zhou was shot in the chest, and there was chaos in front of Jing'an Hotel.