After she finished saying this, several people did not move for a long time. They looked at her and then at the director.
The director was also a little hesitant. In his more than ten years of law enforcement career, he rarely saw this kind of woman who didn't change her face in the face of the heavily armed police. It is a lot weaker than others.
He licked his lips, his eyes were erratic, as if he was thinking about how to end it.
In the end, it was Song Yuhang who was tougher, and said in a low voice: "The matter has come to this point, I would rather believe what is there or not. If you can find something, it will be a great achievement."
The director thought to himself, anyway, it was Song Yuhang's idea, at worst, the higher-ups would blame her, and it would be fine to push it on her head. Anyway, they were just sent down to the grassroots to experience life.
So he put the gun in the holster and waved his hand.
"Search."
The employees of Huange Nightclub stood side by side for their inspection, Lin Yan leaned on the sofa and smoked, next to the trembling Boss Qian next to him.
He was fat, and kept wiping the cold sweat on his forehead with a handkerchief. He looked like he was guilty of guilt, and the whole sofa was trembling.
Lin Yan rolled his eyes, held the cigarette between his fingers, and twisted the fat on his thigh.
Boss Qian almost let out a howl.
Lin Yan moved his mouth slightly, and said in a voice that only the two of them could hear: "Follow my words later, I'll make sure you're all right."
Boss Qian was trembling, and the two beauties in his arms also shrank in the corner of the sofa, looking trembling.
"But...but..."
He couldn't stop looking at the table. It was a coincidence that the police came. Liu Zhi just took out the goods on the front foot, and they arrived on the back foot. This is really fucking stolen.
Lin tired of seeing his eyes evasively and timidly, cursed inwardly that he was fucking useless, then twisted his thigh hard, forcing Boss Qian to look at him.
That cold and sharp gaze hinted at a hint of murderous intent, and the corners of his slightly pursed lips showed a touch of certainty, as if he was saying, listen to me and live. If you don't listen to me, die.
Boss Qian was shocked. Before he could say anything, Lin Yan had already been picked up by a policeman.
"What are you doing, what are you doing, what about you, don't whisper, stand still, searched!"
Seeing his hand touching his shoulder, Lin Lin took a step back without any trace, and his eyes drifted over softly, sticking to the man.
"Why? Indecent? This is how your police enforce the law? I want that female policeman to search for me."
Her voice was neither loud nor soft, and she even grabbed her shawl, with a look of being bullied and wronged, Song Yuhang's colleagues had no choice but to back away in shame.
"Sister Song, you go."
"..."
Song Yuhang looked at the face in front of him that was very similar to Lin Yan, and he was in a daze for a moment, and she was standing there in a cheongsam and a shawl, flamboyant.
Lin Yan... also likes to wear it like this.
Song Yuhang's eyes turned hot, and he moved his lips: "You..."
Lin Yan took another cigarette out of the cigarette case on the table and lit it, took a few puffs, and the flame flickered.
She blew the smoke ring leisurely into her face.
"I said police officer, do you still want to search? We still have to open for business. Can you afford to pay for the turnover this night?"
She said, rolling her eyes contemptuously.
Song Yuhang noticed that the cigarette she was smoking was no longer the slender Marlboro, but rather the cold Furongwang.
Because of this detail, and for some reason, her heart throbbed violently, and her face became stern.
"Stand still, I'll search."
Lin Yan has always been standing without standing or sitting, and Pei Jinhong, as the head of a drug lord, would not give Tiao Zi any good looks, so while she was searching, Lin Yan was smoking a cigarette idly, blowing out smoke rings from time to time .
The man standing in front of her had given her all tenderness and love, and they hugged and kissed and possessed each other.
Almost as soon as she touched it, Lin Yan's scalp went numb in an instant, but she just took another deep breath of the cigarette, passed it into her lungs, and lightly spit it on her face, letting the smoke spread out The eyes of the two were reddened.
Song Yuhang turned a blind eye to her little tricks, she searched very carefully, her fingers ran through her thick black hair, there was nothing, then she hung down to pinch the corners of her shoulders, and then slid down.
Lin Yan lifted her neck up, exposing her slender neck to her eyes.
Song Yuhang's throat moved slightly, and he looked away.
"Take off."
Lin Yan squinted at her: "What are you taking off?"
"Shawl." It was difficult for her to speak every word.
Lin Yan met her gaze, making Song Yuhang look away. There was a slight sneer at the corner of her lips, but she followed her will, took off the shawl and threw it on the sofa.
She was covered with nothing long, she could see everything at a glance, and she didn't even have any decorations.
"Officer, do you still want to take it off?" Lin Yan said, puffing up her chest slightly.
The distance between the two of them was extremely close, and the summer clothes were light and thin, just touching her softness.
The instant electric shock almost made Song Yuhang's spine numb. She took a step back as if she was unsteady on her feet, pursing the corners of her lips tightly, and her tone was extremely cold.
"no need."
Just as he was talking, a policeman who was searching upstairs ran down with a needle in his hand: "Director, Sister Song, I found this."
Liu Zhi's pupils shrank: "Sister Hong..."
Lin Yan cast a reassuring look.
Pei Jinhong has long stipulated that all nightclub staff are not allowed to take drugs in the clubhouse, so it is impossible to leave any drug residues here. She deliberately threw the needle in the trash can in order to completely dispel the suspicion of the police.
After all, a place that is too clean can be suspicious, right
The moment the needle tube appeared, the whole atmosphere quietly tensed up again.
Boss Qian kept swallowing his saliva, curled up on the sofa and said nothing.
Song Yuhang held the needle and looked at everyone in the room.
"Which room was it found?"
The colleague replied: "The trash can in the innermost room."
Song Yuhang raised the needle: "Who is it, stand up by yourself."
Lin Yan covered her lips and yawned slightly.
"My, what's wrong?"
"What is it for?"
She showed the injured part of her arm for her to see.
"Injured and inflamed, why don't you ask a family doctor for an injection?"
Song Yuhang looked at her suspiciously.
Lin Yan didn't change his face: "Why don't you take the gauze apart and have a look, or you can smell what's inside."
As she spoke, she was about to untie the gauze wrapped around her arm. Song Yuhang had already raised the needle and brought it to the tip of her nose. It really smelled like anti-inflammatory drugs.
After the other police officers searched upstairs and downstairs, they also came back to report.
"Boss, I've searched for everything, and there's nothing suspicious."
Hearing these words, Boss Qian felt relieved, as if he had lifted a big rock, secretly gave Lin Yan an approving look, and leaned on the sofa panting heavily.
His series of small actions finally caught the director's attention.
"You, get up, let's see if there's anything under the couch."
A group of people turned up the sofa cushions, the back of the sofa, under the sofa, and even the carpet upside down, but there was still nothing.
Lin Yan looked amused and rolled his eyes.
"I said everyone, have you finished the search? Get out soon after the search is over. We are not like everyone who has a permanent job, and we still have to open the door to do business."
The director slowly let go of the hand that lifted the carpet, seeing that there was still no one coming outside the door, with hesitation in his eyes, and finally took out his mobile phone from his pocket, planning to make a call to ask.
Song Yuhang spoke, pointing to the glass on the table.
"what is this?"
There is light blue liquid in the glass, and the light floats in it, making it more and more mysterious.
Boss Qian's face suddenly turned pale.
Lin Yan's expression was a little more subtle.
"It's just foreign wine, what's the matter?"
She said this calmly, but the men behind Liu Zhi lightly touched his arm: "Brother Zhi, isn't that..."
Liu Zhi looked back and signaled him to keep quiet with his eyes.
Seeing that everyone looked like an enemy, Song Yuhang smiled: "Foreign wine, foreign wine with this color, don't be anything..."
She paused and said meaningfully: "A new type of drug."
"Tsk." Lin Yan was speechless, wearing her crimson cheongsam and stepping on high heels, she moved over gracefully.
"The police officer is joking. We have a business license and are open for business. How could there be such a thing?"
"Isn't that right, Boss Qian?"
She bit the last three words suddenly.
Boss Qian, who was caught off guard by his name, came back to his senses and nodded hurriedly: "Yes... yes yes yes... I... I, I, I... let's talk... talk... talk about business..."
In the tense atmosphere, he stuttered more and more because of tension, but when facing the police, this kind of tension is necessary, and it will make you appear cowardly and incompetent and will not lie.
Boss Qian got Lin Yan's warning, and Song Yuhang's eyes were as sharp as lightning, so he didn't dare to look at her, he lowered his head, buried his head, and looked completely honest.
Song Yuhang looked at him, then at Lin Yan, turned his eyes to the glass of "foreign wine", and smiled with slightly raised lips.
"You think I'll believe it? I'll tell you the truth, I've seen this stuff before..."
Before she finished speaking, Lin Yan had already picked up the glass of blue liquid, and poured most of it with his head up, leaving only the bottom of the glass dangling in it.
She wiped off the water stains on the corners of her lips, and gently handed the glass to her.
"It's delicious. The police officer has been busy for a long time, but he still has nothing to do. Would you like some to moisten your throat?"
Song Yuhang suddenly pursed the corners of his lips, and breathed harder.
She is proving and provoking.
The situation in Song Yuhang's eyes was changing. After a while, he shook his head and smiled. The hair on his forehead floated to the side with the movement, revealing slightly messy eyebrows and bloodshot eyes. It's different from the dignified and upright Captain Song in the past.
"You've come here, how can you return without success, Xiao Chen, bring the drug test strips."
Urine test!
Lin Yan's mind was ringing with alarm bells, Damn Song Yuhang, you won't stop unless you kill me, right
If she did a urine test, she would definitely be fine, but it might not be the case for other people in this room. If a drug addict is found, she will also be unlucky, and this undercover job will not work.
Seeing that the test paper was about to be handed to him, Lin Yan gritted his teeth, when there was nothing he could do.
The director's phone rang, and he clutched the receiver and went to the side to answer it, nodding and bowing.
"Hello? Director, huh? Made a mistake? Someone reported a false alarm..."
With a smile on Lin Yan's lips, she pushed the test strip back into her hand.
"I think it's unnecessary."
The director hung up the phone and turned around to ask Song Yuhang.
"Let's go, let's go, call it a day, a misunderstanding, a misunderstanding."
The director personally gave the order, and the director came to pull her. It is impossible for Song Yuhang to defy the order of his superiors in public.
She couldn't help looking back, looking at her through the colorful but cold lights.
Lin Yan frowned and gave her a smug smile, and when she was about to put down the glass, a shadow fell in front of her.
She looked up, and Song Yuhang fell back again.
Lin Yan was slightly taken aback, she had snatched the wine glass from her hand, raised her head and drank it down, smashing it heavily on the table.
The glass shattered.
Song Yuhang's palm was dripping with blood.
She raised her eyes to look at her, licked her lips indifferently, her eyes flashed eagerly.
"Pei Jinhong, right?"
"I remember you."
Her hand brushed against her shoulder unintentionally, leaving a bloodstain on the cheongsam.
Song Yuhang pulled away and left: "My name is Song Yuhang, and I will see you again."
As soon as the people left, Lin Yan swayed and was on the verge of falling.
Liu Zhi helped her up, and instead of calling her sister-in-law, she called her "Sister Hong".
The others also gathered around, looking at her with a little worry.
"Sister Hong, Miss Hong, are you okay?"
After this battle, she truly established her prestige in the Huange Nightclub.
Such prestige has nothing to do with who she is, they will only remember that today Lin Yan stepped forward to save them and Boss Qian in front of the note.
Lin Yan waved his hands, stood still, and looked at the mess.
"It's okay, clean up this place, send the money boss back, the business will be closed tonight, let's go about our business."
Liu Zhi sent her upstairs to rest.
"Miss Hong, that batch of goods..."
The batch of real drugs that the tiger sent had been dropped by her long ago. What she and Song Yuhang drank were indeed foreign wine, but mixed with some blue ink.
Lin Yan's lips curled into a sneer.
"Don't worry, if you dare to plot against me, if you jump the wall in a hurry, you will naturally come to me for it."
That carload of new drugs weighed at least a hundred kilograms, which was not a small amount, but it added a bargaining chip to her.
Liu Zhi watched her walk into the room, felt a little bit reluctant, and asked a lot of questions.
"Then Brother Wang..."
Lin Yan supported the door frame with a cold face.
"Do you think Brother Wang is not a careless person, how could he be caught so coincidentally?"
Liu Zhi was startled, and his clothes were drenched in cold sweat.
"You mean..."
Lin Yan said the last sentence that crushed his doubts.
"Liu Zhi, my sister is older than you, and has traveled more bridges than you. Don't look at me and your brother Wang for so many years, but there is one thing I have to say, you treat others as brothers, Others may not treat you sincerely."
"One hundred kilograms is not a small amount. If I hadn't noticed something wrong today and asked you to change it in advance, we would all have to go to jail and get shot."
"You think about it, and then..."
Lin Yan looked at him calmly but with hidden sharpness.
"Make a choice."
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The Huange nightclub is closed tonight, and the alley behind it is also quiet.
"Creak—" With a soft sound, the wooden door was pushed open, and several employees came out with garbage bags, and walked to the entrance of the alley. The garbage cans were already full.
A few people threw it away, and the garbage in the bag was scattered all over the ground.
After they talked, laughed and walked away, the old man who was running and fitness passing by the alley stopped, looked around and quietly picked up a cigar from a pile of waste paper beer bottles.
He touched it hastily, and there was a regular imprint on it with his fingernails - Morse code.
The old man put the cigarette in his trouser pocket and continued to run forward.
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The person who reported the false police report was found. He drank too much, a drunk man, and was still talking nonsense while sitting in the police station. After careful questioning, they learned that he had a grudge against the Huange Nightclub. Not allowed in.
"..." Several policemen handling the case looked at each other, grinding their teeth.
In line with the principle of "the police must be dispatched", the 110 command center immediately dispatched the task when they heard that it was a major drug trafficking case, so there was a farce where they fetched water from a bamboo basket. Afterwards, the anti-drug detachment also received the task. As soon as it was verified, it was reported to Feng Jianguo, and he was stopped immediately.
While they were interrogating, Song Yuhang also finished his day's work and drove home.
She put the backpack down on the bed, turned on the desk lamp with a "snap", opened the notebook, and wrote under the warm yellow light.
"In 2009, on June 15th, it has been 140 days since you left me, and it is summer in Jiangcheng again, the hottest time of the year."
Song Yuhang propped her chin with her hand, two drops of water fell on the paper, she reached out to wipe it off, and continued writing.
"I miss you very much, very, very much, almost every night I dream about some things we used to do."
"I don't know if it's because I think about it day by day and dream about it at night. I met someone when I was on a mission today, who looks exactly like you..."
After Song Yuhang wrote this, his eyes fell to the whiteboard beside him, looking at the three words "Pei Jinhong", he was obviously absent-minded.
After a while, she pursed her lips tightly, as if she had made a major decision, she picked up the key and went out the door.