Breaking Through the Clouds: 24.Chapter 24

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The duty room of the storage office of the chemical plant in Jianning City.

Two o'clock midnight.

Outside the window, the darkness is endless, and there are long and short insects crying from the grass.

The attendant on duty sat in front of the monitor, dozing off his head a little bit. When I was drowsy, suddenly the light bulb above my head made a sizzle of current load, flickered a few times, and went out.

"Hey?" The attendant on duty woke up quickly, seeing the darkness in front of him, conditioned reflex to stand up and turn his head: "What's the matter?"

At this moment, a piece of whiteness passed from the outside light of his eyes, ghostly disappearing into the darkness.

"..."

The attendant has just graduated from high school. He is usually a brave and sloppy hairy boy. Now he was stunned on the spot. He even subconsciously thought of what was here, and then his scalp "buzzed!" , Cold sweat came out from all over his body: "Who..."

A cold hand pressed silently to the back of his neck.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh-"

With a clean knock on that hand, the scream of the attendant disappeared and fell to the ground limply.

Chu Ci was expressionless, shook his hand, tidyed up the skirts of the white coat, and helped the attendant who was almost scared to pee on the chair to put a sleeping posture, and then took out a large amount from his trouser pocket. Visiting card.

In the chemical material storage control room, the door clicked, and the glass door slid open silently in the dark.

At this time, the night patrol was not there, and the changing of the guard did not come. It can be said that it is the safest time when the dark and silent warehouse is empty. Chu Ci walked through the rows of chemical reagent raw material storage tanks, turned on his flashlight, and carefully searched down the labels under each storage tank.

"...Ar6 equilibrium catalyst, methanol...o-chlorobenzaldehyde."

Chu Ci stopped and stood in front of a storage tank that was half a person tall.

He put one hand in the pocket of his white lab coat and a flashlight in the other. The beam of light quivered slightly in the dark, making his profile dull. After standing with a cigarette for a long time, Chu Ci felt like he was awake, took a deep breath, squatted forward half a step on the discharge tube, bit the flashlight with his teeth, and took out the test box and other items from his pocket.

However, the moment he touched the discharge tube with his fingertips, suddenly the phone in his pants pocket shook wildly, and when he took a look, the caller ID made him stunned.

Tutor?

His mentor is a workaholic who often spends nights in the laboratory. It is common to call in the middle of the night to ask for data, but no one would have thought that it was such a coincidence that it happened at this point in time. When it was not talking, Chu Ci was about to hang up the call, but suddenly he heard a sound from the warehouse gate without warning:

"Who is there?!"

"!"

Hey, the sound of knocking down a few bottles and cans is loud and piercing in the dark night, are you here? !

Chu slapped off the flashlight, and hurriedly pressed to answer, the phone slapped to the ground!

The call is connected instantly, the screen lights up, and the call timer starts. Chu Ci's pupils tightened, and he reached out to grab the phone and interrupt the call; but all the changes happened in this short blink of an eye, and the footsteps of the people had already arrived, and he rushed up from behind and grabbed his hand!

"...!"

Chu Ci's breath was stuck in his chest, and he turned his head violently, and instantly met the person.

·

Traffic lights are constantly flashing, noisy, horns, and harsh brakes one after another, and pedestrians hurried across the street.

The sky over Jianning City is densely cloudy, and the air is heavy and humid, filled with a touch of salty soil.

The rainy season is coming.

"Hey, are you okay?"

There was a moment of silence on the other side of the phone, probably a little surprised, and then Jiang Ting's calm and steady answer: "It's okay."

Yan Xi stood in front of the office window sill, staring at the hazy sky in the distance, half of his tough and tired face reflected in the glass.

"You got it right," he said, "Hu Weisheng is dead."

Jiang Ting didn't express any surprise, but only said "um".

Yan Xiu asked: "You don't ask how you died, who killed it?"

"Human life is very fragile. There are countless ways to kill a person, but the fact that he is dead cannot be changed. The target of Hu Weisheng's life is very clear, and it is not the current focus to pursue his crimes. "

Yan Xiu said: "Why don't you become a Buddha?"

Jiang Ting didn't make any expressions to this joke that didn't have a funny point. He didn't even make a polite huh, and asked straightforwardly: "What are you going to do now?"

Yan Xi walked through the office, standing in the doorway and looking out through the glass. Everyone in the hall is busy sitting in front of the computer. The high-resolution surveillance video of the "Three Spring Flowers" from the Material Evidence Center has been retrieved. The Municipal Bureau has transferred dozens of investigators from the districts and police stations under its jurisdiction to conduct investigations day and night. .

"I thought about it for a long time after you left last night," Yan Xiu said suddenly without warning, "I think I should understand your prompt."

"..."

"There is no "blue goods" in the Sanchunhuashi KTV at all. That is to say, the police action has deviated from the focus from the beginning. The reason for this conclusion is that if Hu Weisheng can get from home at any time If he got the'blue goods' everywhere, he didn't need to hide that little bag of things preciously and preciously on the roof. It had been hidden for so long, even to the point where the label and handwriting on the sealed bag began to fade."

"He got the bag of drugs from elsewhere." Yan Xiu continued, "The "Three Spring Flower Incident" is not the key to his being killed, the bag of drugs is."

Vague footsteps came across from the phone, Yang Mei's characteristic slightly hoarse and charming voice was very soft, and she shouted: "Brother Jiang."

Jiang Ting covered the bottom of the phone, and replied something like "Let this first, wait a while."

"What is it?" Yan Xiu asked sensitively.

Jiang Ting replied: "Lunch."

Yan Xiu: "..."

"The banknotes spilled in the nightclub last night, totaling 60,000 yuan, are Yang Mei's money. Remember to reimburse it from the funds for handling the case."

Yan Xi incredulously said: "We have just lived and died together once. You don't have any emotion to publish, just remember the money?"

"If it is not for money, Feng Yuguang will not die, and Hu Weisheng will not be killed. There is no one in this world who sells drugs, and the global crime rate can drop by at least 80%. So money is very important. By the way, Jiang Ting Lazy Yangyang said: "I don't want to live and die together with you, I call to save people."

Yan Xiu's forehead blue tendons jumped straight.

"Don't forget to reimburse," Jiang Ting said, then hung up the phone.

"Brother Yan!" The office door was knocked twice, and Ma Xiang shouted: "The provincial and departmental expert is here, and the Lu bureau urges you to hurry up!"

Yan Xiu came back to his senses: "I see, wait!"

He thought for a long time, walked back to the window, and dialed a number quickly. Unsurprisingly, it was connected quickly, and as soon as the third sound was heard, there was a murderous sound: "Hey!"

"Hey, Dad." Yan Xiu lowered his voice before scolding people, "Do me a favor."

·

Jianning City Public Security Bureau, small meeting room.

Yan Xi pushed the door and entered, the entire conference room was already full of people. At the front of the long table is the leader of the city’s public security system, Lu Ju, who is chubby like a non-threatening Maitreya Buddha, sitting attentively with his eyes down; on the right are the two deputy directors, several team leaders, and technical investigators except Wei Yao. , Director of Forensic Medicine, etc. On the left are three strangers who have never met before, who should be experts from the provincial government.

"Last night at 12:20, Hu Weisheng, the suspect in custody, suddenly asked for an account of the situation, which was reported to the Criminal Investigation Detachment through the guards' police, which attracted great attention. At 12:30, Hu Weisheng said that he had a drug addiction and asked for drugs. The exchange of information was reported to Deputy Director Wei Yao through Gao Panqing and others from the Criminal Investigation Detachment. Deputy Bureau Wei approved two medicinal morphine."

Although the eyes of the full meeting room were projected, Yan Xiu seemed to be completely absent and did not interrupt Gouli’s speech. He gently pulled the swivel chair away and sat down, and then quickly confronted Director Lu, who was on the first place. Winked.

"The rule of the Forensic Examination Department is that the medical morphine must be opened and taken by the chief forensic doctor himself, and the key and signature are in the hands of the chief forensic doctor. However, there was a temporary emergency operation in the city bureau last night. I accompanied the team and left. Forensic Department." Gou Li took a breath and said: "The situation was very tense at the time. Hu Weisheng was an important target for the criminal investigation team for a long time. He has strong anti-reconnaissance and anti-interrogation capabilities. In order to obtain the cooperation and clues of the prisoners, Wei Ju did it. A special application was made and a diacetylmorphine was urgently transferred from the registered psychotropic drugs seized by the anti-drug detachment."

Diacetylmorphine, heroin|in.

Who would have thought that a mere hero|foreign sent the old poisonous insect Hu Weisheng to a dead end?

Experts from the provincial government exchanged glances, and the middle-aged man in the lead asked, "What did you do with you last night?"

Qin Chuan coughed and interjected: "Hu Weisheng confessed that Sanchun Huashi KTV on Yihe Road was the upstream channel for drug trafficking. Therefore, our bureau temporarily planned an infiltration. Deputy Captain Yan Director He Gou is out of the field."

"Oh," the middle-aged man was dumbfounded, "what was the result of the action?"

Qin Chuan said: "Three suspected drug dealers have been arrested..."

"How many exhibits were found, and how many grams of various drugs and illegal drugs?"

"..."

"Are there any new psychotropic drugs taken by the victims of the 502 case? Can they be determined to be related to the circumstances of the case?"

Qin Chuan choked slightly.

"So," the middle-aged man concluded, "the infiltration search jointly completed by the deputy branch of criminal investigation, deputy branch of drug control, director of forensic medicine, etc. of Jianning City Bureau has yielded little results. Instead, the important criminal suspect, Hu Weisheng, was brought to the rescue. Dead."

This is like Hu Weisheng was deliberately killed by the Jianning City Bureau. There was a buzzing voice in the conference room, and the expressions on everyone's faces were not very good.

Qin Chuan looked unhappy, and when he was about to speak, he was pressed by someone suddenly, and it was Fang Zhenghong.

"Chancellor Chen made sense." Fang Zhenghong first affirmed. His face was sallow and sallow, and he was weak when speaking: "We must immediately investigate the incident that happened last night, and isolate and inquire all of them one by one. Relevant personnel, and proceed to arrange an autopsy. At present, considerable progress has been made in the 502 case, and we will reply to the provincial government as soon as possible."

Fang Zhenghong is worthy of being an older generation. He speaks smoothly and has steps. However, Chief Chen did not follow this step.

"Investigation? No need." Chen Chubangbang said: "Strictly speaking, the forensic director of your bureau can also be regarded as one of the people responsible for the death of Hu Weisheng. To avoid suspicion, let's isolate it together!"

Gou Li's face changed: "What do you mean?"

"The technical staff of the provincial department will be responsible for Hu Weisheng’s autopsy. In addition, Deputy Director Wei Yao and others will be isolated and questioned by the task force. The provincial department has been following the case for so long, but you have been unable to make progress, even Now the important suspect is dead. He died in the Public Security Bureau! Whether there are misunderstandings or mistakes, we will never allow any shady secrets to be hidden in the dignified Municipal Public Security Bureau!"

Chen Chu's words were loud and echoing, and everyone's expressions became extremely ugly.

"Deputy Bureau Wei's application for the emergency call of diacetylmorphine was approved by me," suddenly a slow voice came from the first seat.

Everyone looked up and saw that Lu Ju was kindly holding up the thermos cup, his posture seemed to be folded, and the leather swivel chair was making an overwhelming creak under his big ass.

Yan Xi erected the case file as a cover, secretly making an OK gesture, and Lu Ju almost nodded in sight.

Chen Chen asked: "So?"

He didn't notice that the vast number of detachment leaders and directors underneath were showing rescued gazes.

"So our process, the process is not problematic. But Hu Weisheng is indeed dead. Now that he is dead, then we need to conduct detailed investigations on the basis of fairness, rigor, objectiveness, and efficiency to eliminate the false and keep the truth. , Seek truth from facts; strive to restore the truth of his death, and as soon as possible, restore the work of our detachment, the work of our forensic medicine, and the work of our municipal bureau to a normal track..."

Chen Chu tried to interrupt several times, but was blocked by Maitreya Buddha's unhurried, unhurried, undisturbed narration like an endorsement, and impenetrable narrative like a master of internal strength.

The Maitreya Buddha said:

"The focus of our current investigation work is not only the city bureau, but also the provincial government. We all stand on the same stand. We know that based on the experience accumulated through long-term drug control work, heavy addicts like Hu Weisheng , The possibility of overdose or allergies due to a diacetylmorphine is unlikely; but in the spirit of seeking truth from facts, we must admit that even if the possibility is very, very small, the basis of fact cannot be said to be completely absent... …"

"Wait, wait," Chen Chu couldn't bear it anymore, and forcibly interrupted the Prajnaparamita Great Compassion Curse: "Lu Ju, do you mean that Hu Weisheng was allergic to drugs by himself?!"

Lu Ju affirmed: "This kind of speculation cannot be ruled out."

"Hu..." From the perspective of his mouth, Chen Chu should have swallowed the four words nonsense, and almost choked out of breath: "Conjecture! This is impossible!"

But Lu Ju was not at all annoyed, and he didn't even show any unpleasantness. He was still very amiable.

"Young people, this is not true. The possibility of anything is possible. For example, the society now generally believes that senior drug addicts are very resistant to drugs, but in fact, among the people who die from drug use every year , Morphine addicts are allergic to amphetamine compounds, new psychotropic drug addicts are allergic to morphine drugs, and more severely, drug addicts are allergic to drug additives such as cryotherapy, battery acid, etc. The number of cases of shock, heart failure and even death is increasing every year. Do you know the official statistics of death from drug use and allergies in Jianning last year?"

Chen Chu: "..."

The whole audience was silent.

The three provincial department experts never dreamed that Maitreya Buddha could speak this long story baldly without ups and downs and without panting, and they were all stunned.

"Five hundred and nine, an increase of 117.2% compared to the same period of the previous year." Lu Ju followed persuasively.

He paused slightly, and suddenly only heard the jingle of the cell phone in the conference room.

Everyone turned their heads, and Yan Xiu glanced at the text message he had just arrived, then raised his head to meet Lu Ju's inquiries, and briefly made his first speech since entering the conference room today:

"Get it done."

Chen Chu: "???"

The caller's ringtone blew up on the ground, and Chen Chu looked down and found that it turned out to be his own mobile phone, and the caller ID was indeed-Provincial Party Committee Liu Ting.

"Therefore, any internal investigation that delays the investigation before the 502 case is completely solved should be conducted under the premise that it does not affect the work of the City Bureau, that is, the City Bureau’s self-examination is supplemented by the supervision of the provincial government. I fully agree with Liu Ting's opinion." Maitreya Buddha quickly finished the above long sentence at four times the speed of his normal speech, and smiled slightly: "Answer the phone, Chief Chen."

Chen Chu picked up his mobile phone inexplicably, got up and walked out, and answered the call: "Hey Mr. Liu, you are...yes, the suspect of Jianning City Public Security Bureau died abnormally..."

The sound drifted away along the corridor, and there was silence in the conference room.

Two minutes later, the door opened again, and Chen Chu looked at Lu Ju with a cold face:

"Did you delay the time on purpose?!"

Lu Ju laughed, very kind.

An expert from the provincial government asked quietly: "What's the matter, Old Chen?"

Chen Chu pointed to Bureau Lu and was speechless. He was almost out of temper. After a while, he became annoyed: "Liu Ting just called and asked the Municipal Bureau to not interrupt the investigation of the 502 case for the time being, Wei Yao and others. The human condition and Hu Weisheng’s autopsy are also to be done by the Municipal Bureau, and we are only responsible for supervising it!"

"Huh?" The others were stunned.

Chen Chief turned his gaze and stared precisely at the corner of the conference table. The gaze is like the most demanding teaching director staring at the cheating examinee who is making a cheat sheet, and humming coldly: "——Yan Xiu?"

"..."

"Are you the deputy head of the detachment Yan from the richest man in Jianning Coal Mine who came to be a criminal police officer?"

Yan Xi still didn't say anything.

"Listen well," Chen Chu said coldly, "I don't care what friendship your dad has with Liu Ting, how much tax your family pays, and how many investment projects you support; I'm here to stare at your criminal investigation team. , As long as there are any tricks in the 502 case, I promise you will never get into the police force again in your life!"

With a loud bang, Chen Chu slammed the door angrily and left.

The meeting room fell into an extremely awkward silence again, and everyone looked at each other, breathing one after another.

I don't know how long it took before I heard Yan Xiu coughed and said slowly:

"This, let me make a statement. Our family is not the richest man anymore. Last year, I was overtaken by Internet finance."

Everyone: "………………"

Lu Ju struggled to stand up by the handrail, and solemnly said: "The meeting is over."

·

People came and went in front of the Criminal Investigation Building of the Municipal Bureau. Lu Ju went out of the main entrance with a briefcase. His fat body was slightly on his side, and one hand was shaking slightly in the air as he spoke, as if the principal of a junior high school was doing morning exercises to his classmates. Words:

"...The people who have handled that diacetylmorphine have all interviews and trace examinations. I still insist on this point of view. Hu Weisheng is very likely to die due to allergies to drug additives; Xiao Gou immediately arranged an autopsy. Yeah, the 72-hour time limit for solving the case given to you by Wei is still there. As for the surveillance video coming back from the Evidence Center--"

"Understood," Yan Xiu said briefly, "You must hurry up."

Lu Ju nodded in satisfaction: "Thanks to you for the matter of Old Wei this time."

Yan Xiu said: "Everyone is to skip all unnecessary procedures to solve the case as soon as possible. It is our team that should thank Lu Ju for your trust."

Lu Ju laughed: "Where and where, there is no trust, no trust."

Yan Xiu: "..."

Lu Ju patted Yan Xi on the shoulder, and said kindly: "If it turns out that it has something to do with Lao Wei in the end, the prison walls—not inside—the concrete walls of the prison will be your final destination, ha Haha—"

The corners of Yan Xiu's mouth twitched, and Lu Ju waved his hand, walked down the steps calmly, got into the long-awaited Hongqi car, and then whizzed towards the provincial government.

The national flag was dyed red with the blood of martyrs. The bronze and iron walls of Jianning City to resist crime were built by the people's police.

This is true.

Yan Xiu watched the red flag car disappear outside the gate of the city bureau, and he couldn't laugh or cry.

He stayed for a while, took out the cigarette case, wanted to smoke a cigarette to sort out his thoughts, and then went back to the office to find someone urgently to interrogate the few drug dealers who still thought he was a "prostitution|prostitution" who came in; but he was lighting up The lighter suddenly heard two loud car horns across the street, "Beep! Beep!"

Who doesn't recognize the eyes of Lord Ma and dare to be arrogant in front of the gate of the first Jianghu force in Jianning?

Yan Xi raised his head, looked through the iron gate, and saw a familiar silver gallop parked on the side of the street.

——Yang Mei?

Even by very strict standards, Yang Mei can be regarded as a counterattack and inspirational Bai Fumei.

Although Jianning is no better than Beijing, Shanghai and Guangzhou, it has been an extremely rich and well-equipped city in the southwest since ancient times. And she drove a KTV in the commercial area of ​​such a city center, with thirty or forty employees, BBA as a car, and a Hermès Chanel when she was okay; no matter how she looked at it, she was one of the successful people in this city.

But Yan Xiu is fearless.

Although his face with 50,000 listed under the sea has not been washed for a long time, and Hu scum has pierced the handsome face bit by bit, but he hasn't changed the clothes he went undercover to the nightclub yesterday, and he has the limited watch in his hand. And the pair of custom-made shoes on his feet still gave him the confidence to look at all beings in front of Yang Mei.

——Although he didn't make clear why he needed this kind of confidence for a while.

Yan Xi cleared his throat, adjusted his cuffs, raised his head like a male model on a catwalk, and crossed the road with standard steps; before the silver run, he knocked on the car window with his index finger knuckles, and then opened the passenger door with confidence. :

"Hey, the entrance of the city bureau is not allowed--"

Yan Xiu's arrogant voice stopped abruptly.

"You are okay," Jiang Ting held the steering wheel with one hand, and said suspiciously: "You just walked up like a peacock with a screen, you almost got hit by that police car."

Yan Xi turned his head.

A police Iveco braked suddenly in front of the traffic lights, and the windows were neatly arranged. A dozen trainees poked out like stubbles of leeks, staring at Deputy Chief Yan dumbfounded.

"..." Yan Xiu sat in the Da Ben co-pilot without saying a word, slammed the door, as if nothing happened: "Why are you here?"

This car is covered with a dark film, almost completely isolated from the outside world. There are only two of them in the less spacious carriage, sitting side by side next to each other. If you lean slightly, you may rub each other's shoulders.

Yan Xiu's ears are a little hot, so she rubs her earlobes with her hands.

Jiang Ting took out a transparent sealed bag from the inside of the car door and said, "I will give you this."

There is a miniature Bluetooth headset!

The expression on Yan Xiu's entire face immediately changed from "???" to "!!!"

If his mental activity is concrete, it must be the stormy sea, lightning and thunder, all arrows burst into flames, the whole person froze on the co-pilot, a thousand words stuck in his throat, and he didn't hold back for a long time. Come out a word.

There are only two ways to get the headset out, one is to go above: gastric lavage, and the other is to go below: excretion. Of course, either will cause irreversible damage to precision electronic equipment such as micro-headsets, and people will not feel very comfortable, and there is no need to imagine more specific and vivid pictures.

The question now comes: How did Jiang Ting get the headset out?

Yan Xiu's gaze was uncontrollable. He moved from Jiang Ting’s pale red lips to between the thighs, then back to the lips, and then to the thighs... After so many rounds, he finally closed his eyes. He took a strong breath and forced all the pictures out of his mind.

Then he pointed to the headset while Jiang Ting's increasingly suspicious gaze, and plucked up the courage to ask:

"How did you get it, from above or below?"

"..." Jiang Ting was inexplicable: "Count the following, what do you mean?"