Breaking Through the Clouds: 41.Chapter 41

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The Fifty Two Frozen Corpse Case was finally completed and the interrogation process entered.

The work of the criminal police in the film and television series ends when the suspect is successfully arrested, but in fact, the really difficult battle begins at this time.

Interrogation, tackling tough, both soft and hard, with eighteen martial arts and seventy-two methods, screened valid information from criminals' true and false confession, deducted details and deducted words, repeatedly interrogated to defeat them one by one, and even won them all.

How many you advance and I retreat, and how many wits and courage, are difficult to describe in words. The only thing that can be concretely shown is how many hours of work the criminal investigation detachment of the Municipal Public Security Bureau has added, and the lights in the office of the deputy detachment leader. How many light up all night.

The sound of the water in the bathroom stopped, and after a while, Yan Xiu pushed out the door with wet black hair like a hedgehog, humming Xiaohuang into the cloakroom, from the drawer that couldn't be closed. He pulled out the black T-shirt and paused just as he was about to put it on.

Then he threw away the T-shirt three times and five times, naked|naked with the firm back muscles that hadn't been wiped dry, and opened the closet that was only lucky for a blind date for a year.

Half an hour later, Deputy Yan Detachment put on a pair of sunglasses on the bridge of his nose, his hair was waxed to make a styling, wearing a cesareattolini custom shirt and trousers, wearing a watch that is more expensive than a car, and drove a car for ten The watched car went out happily.

After another half an hour, Yan Fu's cheerful mood was severely challenged.

"No," he casually pulled the rounds doctor, dissatisfied with a comparison to the ward: "I pay this amount every day, so I let them date here every day?"

Doctor: "..."

Yang Mei graciously scooped out the third bowl of chicken soup: "Come on, Brother Jiang, Xiao Liu has boiled for half the night, let's have another bowl! Ah--"

Jiang Ting: "Wait, if you have something to say, put it down first..."

Yan Xiu coughed heavily, straightened his sleeves, and walked toward the door with his head raised.

Yan Xi’s image in Yang Mei’s heart is already very complicated. On the one hand, I am really grateful, and on the other hand, whenever she sees Yan Xi’s posture of "I just owe you, you have the ability", My inner feeling resonated with Wei Ju, who wished a fly swatter to send Yan Xiu back to Mars.

"I have something to discuss with Team Jiang," Yan Xiu said in a seemingly kind but reserved tone, "You go out for a while, and you will come in after I'm gone."

Yang Mei: "???"

Yang Meigang couldn't help but retort, Yan Xi glanced at Jiang Ting, who was full of innocence from the corner of his eye, and said with a more serious tone: "Ding Dang has confessed."

"Yang Mei, let's go back first," Jiang Ting immediately followed the kindness: "You will come back when you have time."

"..." Ms. Yang could only tidy up, and she went out of the ward in a resentful voice.

At the end of the corridor of this inpatient department, Yang Mei just turned the corner of the corridor, and saw a little girl in her early twenties walking by a long distance, walking slowly around the window with her arms hanging. Yang Mei looked at the figure a little familiar, frowned and thought about it, suddenly remembering that this was the intern of the criminal investigation team who was sent to the hospital with Jiang Ting that night, what was his name is Han Meimei.

——Han Xiaomei’s injury cannot be considered serious, and will definitely be sent to a public hospital according to the normal procedure. But she rubbed the endangered light of Consultant Lu in a coma, took it with her into this private hospital where everyone lived in a single ward like a hotel, and the bill was naturally sent to her boss.

She was hanging her hands, cautiously trying to move her stiff shoulders, and suddenly only heard a lazy but high female voice behind her: "Han Meimei?"

"Hey?"

Han Xiaomei turned her head and was almost blinded by her beautiful lady sister in 24K gold and diamonds.

Yang Mei’s dark chestnut-dyed hair was rolled up, her snow-white neck dangled with a diamond key necklace, she was wearing a dark pink velvet skirt, **** pink lace-up suede high heels, and she carried a bag that Han Xiaomei might not be able to afford for half a year’s salary. Curly Tingting walked up and circled Han Xiaomei for a half, with her perfectly smudged eyes and unabashed harshness, she looked up all the way from her two-dollar plastic slippers to the hair she hadn't washed for three days.

"Are you the trainee policewoman who was sitting in the car with Brother Jiang when the accident happened?"

Han Xiaomei was very frightened, and finally realized who the young lady was here:

"Yes, my name is Han Xiaomei, you must be Yang--"

Yang Mei took another half circle, swaying gracefully, showing her proud S-shaped figure in all directions, pressing Han Xiaomei's cheek with **** coated with light pink nail polish, lightly Going past, carefully observed the skin underneath, his eyes were similar to those in the mouth of a donkey when he bought a donkey.

Han Xiaomei's donkey was trembling after being examined, only to hear Yang Mei lazily say: "The car that was crashed is mine."

"I'm sorry, sorry, I'm really sorry, I didn't mean it..." Han Xiaomei didn't know why she reflexed and began to apologize.

"Do you interns have no other work to do?"

"I really didn't notice...huh?"

"Following Brother Jiang all day, why don't you go to the streets to catch the thief if you have nothing to do?"

Han Xiaomei is really a donkey and has no sense of the murderous undercurrents: "Oh, because Deputy Yan told me to look at Jiang...Lu...Counselor Lu, he said that he should be notified of any changes. As long as Consultant Lu leaves half a step, he will immediately kill him, so..."

Yang Mei was surprised: "Yan Xiu? Why?"

Han Xiaomei stretched her neck and looked in the distance to confirm that there was no one around, and then whispered: "I don't know, maybe the heart of a straight man with cancer has sprouted."

Yang Mei took a deep breath and almost threw back three steps on the spot. Han Xiaomei also curled her lips and made a meaningful expression at her.

"..." However, Yang Mei was worthy of dragging Jiang Ting from the scene of the highway accident and sending him to the hospital to save a small life. After so many years, the woman who had gone through many winds and waves, she reacted in the blink of an eye. Then, within a few seconds, he quickly formulated an offensive and defensive strategy and countermeasures, and grabbed Han Xiaomei's rough hand:

"Sister!"

Han Xiaomei: "???"

"Look at how thin you are so poor, come with my sister." Yang Mei smiled like a young female fox, and said affectionately: "Hello, good, sister, please have a meal. "

·

"Ding Dang explained?" At the same time, in the ward, Jiang Ting confirmed.

Yan Xi took a chair hand in hand, and Da Ma sat down on the side of the bed with his elbows resting on the armrests on both sides, fingers crossed, and two long legs crossed. He looks like a young and handsome president. He looked at Jiang Ting with a smile for a long while, and then he said every word like singing: "Dang~ran~la~"

Jiang Ting said: "I thought she should be the more difficult one to overcome."

"It mainly depends on which great **** personally went to the trial. Guess?"

The ward was flooded with sunshine, and a handful of lilies were stuck in the bed, exuding a faint fragrance. Jiang Ting's face was plain white, at first glance the same color as the soft cotton-white hospital gown, arms folded on his chest, reclining on the loose pillows.

Although it is not obvious, the corners of his red lips are indeed curved: "Isn't this great **** sitting in front of me."

Yan Xiu's smile obviously deepened.

"Hey, it's serious." Yan Xiu took a soft Chinese cigarette from the cigarette case and held it in his mouth, then pulled the chair forward again: "How do you know that the girl named Ding is the fourth kidnapper? Of?"

Time went back more than ten days ago. Yan Xiu stood by the police car and turned his head. The window slowly lowered, revealing Jiang Ting’s white and hard cheeks, and said—not three kidnappers, but four.

So when Yan Xiu broke into the scene, he was the first to catch Dingdang. After the explosion, he rushed up and took the gun in Dingdang's hand. It turns out that this judgment saved the lives of the hostages.

Jiang Ting said: "It should be true that Ding Dang went to the police station, but he did not want to surrender, but to report."

Yan Xiu was personable and made a gesture of please continue.

"She wanted to report Ding Jiawang, Chi Rui, Wang Le and others. She said that she had the same story as she later told Chu Ci, that all the responsibility for planning drug trafficking and dealing with Hu Weisheng was on her dad. This is inconsistent with Zhang Jiao’s confession. And he, maybe before the drug trafficking, the two mothers and daughters secretly discussed what they should say in case of Dongchuang incident. This is understandable. After all, most women | love children more than husbands."

"So after Diao Yong was under control, Ding Dang found out that the police monitors, she knew that she had been suspected. At this time, the only idea she could think of was to make people first, so she went to the police station and planned to give out the prepared excuses. "Jiang Ting took a breath and said, "However, perhaps through observation and conversation or other means, Chi Rui and others were the first to notice that she had an alienation, so they acted first and tied her back."

"Then she chose to cooperate with the kidnappers," Yan Xiu said.

"Yes, she had to." Jiang Ting said, "Because your speculation is very correct. The female accomplice in Hu Weisheng's car on the night of the 502nd case was Ding Dang, and even she was probably deliberately murdering Feng Yuguang. Of."

Yan Xiu drank the cigarette, looked at him with a smile, and finally leaned back in the chair, repeating slowly: "Intentional murder."

He didn't speak for a long while, as if enjoying this moment of being alone with Jiang Ting, and then he asked: "You can guess this too. Tell me why?"

"Feng Yuguang has always passed the exam by taking psychoactive drugs such as Adelaide, Moda|Finil, etc. He should have a fixed and trusted seller in Beijing. However, after coming to Jianning, because of the risk of illegal drug delivery, in addition The demand for purchase was very urgent. He accepted Ding Dang, which was near the water tower, as a new source of supply. What he did not expect was that Ding Dang actually wanted to kill him."

"Feng Yuguang’s penultimate call was made to Ding Dang on the night of the incident. I guess Ding Dang gave him another phone number without real-name registration to contact him after receiving the call. This is also why she confused the follow-up investigation. Feng Yuguang dialed the registered mobile phone number without real name and got into Hu Weisheng’s car according to the instructions. The rest of the matter should be the same as you previously speculated."

Jiang paused, leaned his head back on the soft pillow, and subconsciously rubbed his throat.

Yan Xi has discovered that this is Jiang Ting's habit of thinking. He watched intently, and suddenly felt a bit tight in his throat, and couldn't help swallowing.

——As if that hand is rubbing lightly on his neck.

"Then why do you suspect that she was deliberately murdering?" As if to disguise her abnormality, Yan Xi abruptly looked away and asked with a smile: "Perhaps she just wanted to seduce Feng Yuguang to take drugs, but she just got the wrong goods. That's it."

Jiang Ting shook his head.

"The medicine Feng Yuguang took was a failed product imitated by Ding Jiawang. It should have been destroyed long ago. Even if there is a surplus, it will not be piled up in the pot like methamphetamine. It’s unlikely that Ding Dang wanted to kill Feng Yuguang. Hu Weisheng might not even know that Ding Dang wanted to kill Feng Yuguang, otherwise he would not touch Feng Yuguang’s bag. The next day he would sell it to second-hand luxury goods stores, leaving it for himself. Such an obvious clue-and Hu Weisheng, in order to protect Ding Dang, is very resolute in his hard-working and unaccountable attitude. In the face of such a loyal and bold boyfriend, if Ding Dang wants to kill Feng Yuguang even Hu Weisheng has concealed it, one of them The motive for killing should be more subtle."

Speaking of this, Jiang Ting turned around and smiled: "But I also said that this is all speculation. The sentence for deliberate homicide is different, and Ding Dang should not admit it."

Yan Xiu screamed, and the index finger stopped to Jiang from the air: "She admits it."

Even Jiang Ting was a little surprised, "Oh?"

"I'm not the only one, I personally led people to fight for a long time, literally digging the small courtyard of the Ding family three feet, and I found the evidence to live up to expectations. Guess what?"

This time, Jiang Ting made a gesture of please say.

"Corps."

Yan Xi was content with the surprised eyes on the opposite side, and said: "More than a dozen stray cats and dogs were poisoned to death. The date of death was very close, and the tips of several paws were detected with Dingdang DNA."

Jiang Ting took a breath and understood: "Test lethal dose."

"——Intentional poisoning, the proof is like a mountain." Yan Xi applauded: "That girl collapsed on the spot, hahaha!"

Personal evidence, material evidence, and confession files all corresponded to each other, forming a tight chain of evidence, which completely nailed this gun-to-drug homicide gang.

Yan Xiu fought in this battle, which can be described as beautiful.

"Then Hu Weisheng was really introduced by Ding Jiawang to his daughter?" Jiang Ting asked.

Yan Xi waved his hand: "Hey, listen to that girl. The boss of Sanchunhuashi KTV who is like a bamboo pole has explained that Ding Dang was their famous social flower long ago. Maybe Hu Weisheng will always invite her to drink. , The two hooked up, and then Ding Jiawang was dragged into the water and started to make drugs. From beginning to end, there was no such thing as forcing a good man into a prostitute."

Jiang Ting seemed to be a little emotional, and sighed: "This girl."

"Young people these days, tut tut..."

Jiang Ting gently pinched his chin, shook his head, but did not agree.

"What do you think?" Yan Xiu asked sensitively.

"...I'm thinking." Jiang Ting said slowly, "Ding Dang is the source of these people's drug production. It is the hub that links Hu Weisheng's drug trafficking channel to Ding Jiawang. At the same time, for Hu Weisheng and more men, She is as seductive, deadly and addictive as drugs..."

He seemed to be thinking about a proper description, and soon he finally spoke: "I don't know why, this trait makes me very uncomfortable."

Yan Xi noticed that the words he used were not disgust, disgust, or even disgust.

It's uncomfortable.

——A person who feels uncomfortable with a certain trait may be because of the contradiction of the three views, or it may be because of the side that he does not want to face.

"Why don't you care about her, how can a death row prisoner make people comfortable?" Yan Xiu's face was not abnormal, and he loosened her cervical spine very naturally, as if she suddenly remembered something: "Oh, right, Hu Weisheng The results of his autopsy came out."

Jiang Ting raised his eyes.

"Peanut flour allergy."

"...?"

"The diacetylmorphine that killed him was previously requested by the police dog brigade to be used for training. When it was sent back, it was mixed with glucose and peanut powder. Several trainers have been arrested by me." Yan Xiu wrote lightly: "The Lu Bureau asked Lao Huang to thoroughly inspect the contraband warehouse and found that several drugs were of incorrect purity. At this time, the joint responsibility is being liquidated."

Jiang Ting nodded in thought, and then said, "What a coincidence."

Indeed—it's a coincidence.

Even if there are some sea|Loin mixed with impurities, why are they peanut powder? Why are they given to Hu Weisheng, who is allergic to peanuts?

In every detail on the night of Hu Weisheng’s death, which part is the will of heaven and which part is intentional?

"Coincidentally, I couldn't find it for a while. Fortunately, the coming day will be long." Yan Xi leaned close, swept Jiang Ting's chest with the back of his hand, and jokingly said: "The coming Japan will be long--fortunately, your little life It was picked up by me."

Jiang Ting looked at him quietly, with some obscure emotions flashing in the depths of his eyes.

"Raise the Bajiang team well." Yan Xiu smiled, "This is the physique that Xizi holds the heart and the past, so I dare not tire you like a big Buddha in the future."

He stood up and stretched out comfortably, squeezing each knuckle, and suddenly only heard Jiang Ting call out: "Yan Xiu."

The sound is not high, and it sounds nothing unusual at first, so Yan Xiu looked over.

Jiang Ting leaned against the snow-white bedside, his eyes were as calm as a pool of deep water, and said:

"Thank you, on the day I return to Gongzhou in the future, if it is convenient, can you send me on the road?"

They just stared at each other quietly for a moment, Yan Xiu smiled unexplainably, as if a pebble dropped into the lake without causing the ripples it should have, and then he saw something out of his trouser pocket. Throw your hand up:

"Let’s talk about things in the future, Yang Mei’s KTV people have many eyes, and it’s best to go to my house after being discharged from the hospital."

Jiang Ting steadily caught the parabola, and saw a key in his palm, his expression condensed slightly.

"Let's go," Yan Xi didn't look back, waved his hand, opened the door of the ward and walked out.

The snow-white room was quiet again, the sunlight passed through the glass windows, and a crystal clear drop of water slowly dropped from the lily petals.

Jiang Ting gently tossed the key on the head of the bed and exhaled silently.

·

"Yo, Brother Yan, just came back from a blind date?"

At the entrance of the Criminal Investigation Building of the Municipal Public Security Bureau, Yan Xi stepped up the steps like an enclave, and his opponents jokingly teased and sneered: "What is a blind date, vulgar!-Has the materials been sorted out? Is the evidence list ready? Has the case file been transferred to the prosecutor’s office? Nothing? No, what are you doing here! Go back to work!"

The detectives scattered with cigarettes.

"Hey, old Yan——" Technical Investigation Director Huang Xing stood at the door of the deputy detachment office. It seemed that he had been waiting for a long time, and Misheng immediately turned around and called.

Yan Xi glanced at him up and down, "What's the matter with you, borrow money?"

Huang Xing smiled dryly, but did not hide the worries and contradictions in his eyes.

This look is very unusual. Yan Xi frowned unconsciously, and he saw Huang Xing reluctantly coughed: "The kid’s shirt found on the top of the sniper building on the night of the operation had some old blood stains on it. DNA The appraisal result just came out."

Yan Xi's expression was slightly dazzling.

"Lu Ju," Huang Xing hesitated to say: "Lu Ju let you go there."

"..." Yan Xiu laughed, that Zhang Jun's face magically put away all his emotions, and patted Huang Xing on the shoulder: "I'm going now."

He really turned around and walked towards the elevator, without asking even a word. On the contrary, Huang Xing rushed for half a step, seeming to want to explain something, but in the end he abruptly held back.

·

The Secretary's Office.

Boom boom boom!

As soon as the knock on the door fell, a familiar voice came from inside: "Come in."

Yan Xi opened the door and entered.

Behind the large desk, the swivel chair backs to the door, and a section of his arm is faintly exposed. The desktop computer screen on the desktop was turned from an angle, Yan Xiu's eyes fell on it, and he first recognized that the background of the window was very familiar-the public security intranet.

The familiar face that I saw only half an hour ago was carrying three four-pointed star flowers and casting a cold and clear gaze at him.

Yan Xiu's footsteps stopped.

"The sniper who fired four bullets at the scene of the police operation and escaped, pressed a child’s T-shirt with a stone on the ground before leaving, leaving old blood stains on the chest and abdomen. The DNA comparison showed that it was compared with a police incident three years ago. The bloodstains extracted during the rescue operation coincide."

The armchair turned around, Lu Ju looked at Yan Xiu calmly:

"Belonging to Gongzhou City Public Security Department, former captain of the second detachment of the Anti-drug Corps, Jiang Ting."