Breaking Through the Clouds:

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Jiang Pao went downstairs quickly, walked through the lobby of the hotel, pierced out the door, stood on the side of the busy street, wrinkled his brows and looked at the traffic in the distance.

Yan Xi trailed out from behind him, wrapped the windbreaker in his arms around Jiang Ting, and said simply: "It's cold outside."

Jiang Ting nodded: "Qi Sihao said he will be there in a few minutes."

They didn't expect the King of Spades to dare to start so quickly-after all, he hadn't planned to kill Qi Sihao before, but just wanted to coerce and lure him into his own use. Therefore, when Qi Sihao hesitated between following them or staying in Gongzhou, Jiang Ting told him that it is best to keep the steps of daily life and not to be seen by others as abnormal.

"What do you think is going on with Fang Zhenghong?" Before Qi Sihao's car was nowhere to be seen, Yan Xiu touched a cigarette and lit it out, and asked Jiang Ting, "How does his attitude seem to know you before? "

Jiang Ting stretched out his hand to get the cigarette, but was squeezed by Yan Xi: "You are not in good health, so forget it."

Yan Xiu recently didn't know what health heresies posted in Ms. Zeng Cuicui's circle of friends. When buying breakfast, she resolutely refrained from buying bean paste buns. Jiang stopped to eat more meat, saying that eating meat can replenish his body. Now he pressed not to smoke again. In order to prevent Jiang Tingshun from smoking, he even twisted his body deliberately, with a vigilant expression on his face.

Jiang Ting sighed and said that the WeChat article sent by Yang Mei was really right. Family members with no income can only be regarded as second-class citizens, so he rubbed his nose helplessly and said, "I have met each other, but I am not familiar with it. ."

"How unfamiliar?"

"During the Gongzhou Jianning joint operation before, he was basically the leader of Jianning. Therefore, I have cooperated several times. I feel that this person is still cooperative with my instructions, and I have a discussion about everything. There is a quantity. So when you said that Fang Zhenghong was uncomfortable with your family’s wealth, I was quite surprised, because in my impression he never relied on the old to sell the old, on the contrary, he always respected people."

Speaking of this, Jiang paused and added cautiously: "But this alone can only show that his opinion of me is pretty good. It is impossible for him to believe that I did not cooperate with the drug dealer just because of the few cooperations. The same flow and pollution."

——Where did Fang Zhenghong’s strange attitude towards the two come from?

Yan Xi smoked a cigarette for a while, and took a "hiss" breath: "Do you think Yue Guangping's gun was really stolen by Fang Zhenghong?"

"It's hard to say, it depends on what benefits the King of Spades can use to pull him into the water." Jiang Ting thoughtfully said: "But I always feel... Fang Zhenghong's attitude towards you is not so much tempted by benefits. , It’s better to say..."

Yan Xiu looked at him, and the two looked at each other on the side of the noisy street. After a while, Jiang Ting finally spit out those two words in confusion:

"Hate."

Slipping--

At this moment, a Mercedes-Benz car suddenly stopped by the sidewalk, the window was lowered, and Qi Sihao's sweaty face protruded inside: "I'm coming, go up! Go up!"

·

In order to welcome Qi Sihao’s arrival, Fang Zhenghong was gagged with leather gloves and went into the bathroom again. The people over half a hundred years old were furiously tossed by Yan Xi, and they kept squeaking protests inside—but Qi Sihao was so scared that he tremblingly held a cup of hot water after entering the room, and he ignored the movement from the bathroom.

"I went out to the city committee meeting this morning. Just when I got out of the community, there was a white truck adorned with it, and it always followed me behind me. I didn’t pay attention at first, but when I came down from the viaduct, it was relatively quiet. Suddenly, another truck came up behind him, constantly crossing the line and pushing me to the right side of the road-I felt it was wrong at this time when I was too slow. They clearly wanted to hit me! They wanted to speed up and get rid of these two. A car, but as long as I accelerate, the truck and the truck will accelerate at the same time. I want to stop me one left and one back!"

Qi Sihao was in a panic. After drinking several sips of hot water, he calmed his mind: "The truck on the left squeezed me hard, and the truck behind kept coming up and hitting the rear of my car. It lasted for several kilometers. I didn’t. I can describe it to you in detail. I was too nervous at the time. I couldn't even read the license plate number. As long as I was distracted, the car was crashed and killed. Fortunately, I...what is that sound?!"

Qi Sihao was taken aback, looked towards the bathroom, Yan Xiu lightly wrote: "It's okay, stray dog."

Qi Sihao: "?"

The protest in the bathroom grew louder.

"So you didn't go to the municipal party committee meeting, and you just diverted to Gaorong County?" Jiang Ting asked.

"How dare I go to a meeting!" Qi Sihao cried and said, "They even dared to start on the way to the municipal party committee. How dare these people be?!"

Yan Xi leaned against the TV cabinet with arms folded, and smiled after hearing the words: "You are also quite courageous. You can drive a car with a small million to the municipal party committee for fear that the Commission for Discipline Inspection does not know how much money you made."

"Yes, yes," Qi Sihao spread both hands, regretting and wronged: "But how do I know that making this money will offend drug lords like the King of Spades? They are the drug dealers who make big money. They are also the ones, I just ordered some'zero packets' to drink some broth. As for this over and over again, do you have to kill me!"

——I don't know if it was Yan Xiu's illusion. After Qi Sihao said this, the movement in the bathroom suddenly stopped.

"If you think so, even bigger things will happen in the future." Jiang Ting said flatly.

It's okay if he didn't say that. After hearing this, Qi Sihao's face was blue and red, and he jumped up anxiously: "Is it time to discuss whether I was wrong? You promised me only to cooperate in investigating the murder of Yue Guangping. , You can seize the evidence of the drug dealer and bring the king of spades to justice-but now? Where is the progress of your investigation?!"

Yan Xiu said: "You calm down and old Qi, we have at least found out that Yue Guangping is likely to have an illegitimate child..."

"Will it be the king of spades?" Qi Sihao, who was anxious and annoyed, couldn't wait to interrupt him: "His son is a drug dealer, so Operation 1009 was leaked in advance. He was guilty and blamed for asking to meet with Team Jiang. It turned out that his son was the first to kill him?"

The room was quiet, and several people looked at each other. After a long while, only Yang Mei let out a satisfied sigh:

"Why didn't Qi team write novels about police and robbers."

"The family of the king of spades is a serious criminal group. His parents and even his grandfathers are all unclean. He was called the king of spades in the southwest border in his early years because of his father. It used to be called the Ace of Spades, and it evolved." Jiang Ting said: "If his son is the King of Spades himself, that would be too much. But I suspect that Yue Guangping’s illegitimate son is related to the King of Spades criminal group. Contact, it may even be the drug dealer’s internal response to Yue Guangping’s side."

"Then you go and check it!" Qi Sihao was about to have a heart attack: "Aren't you vowing to get the inner ghost out? Don't you want to vindicate the Jiang team?! Jiang team, you and the king of spades That grandson is pouring blood and blood, you can't just watch him hurt Zhongliang again, right? You have to save me!"

Qi Sihao came up to pull Jiang Ting’s hand, but the latter drew back briskly. Yan Xi, who had been leaning a few steps away, immediately strode to catch up, and forcefully inserted Jiang Ting and Qi Sihao. Before: "Hey, what are you doing, speak well and don't move!"

"No, no," Qi Sihao was in danger of being murdered one after another. In terms of his greedy and timid character and psychological quality, he was almost reaching the limit. He was anxious to cross Yan Xiu to beg Jiang to stop: "Jiang Team, listen to me, this is a critical moment..."

But how can Yan Xi allow other men to pull Jiangtang’s hand--even those who are ugly in his late fifties--so indiscriminately pushed him out, and said angrily: "You are so embarrassed to claim Zhongliang! Stand further and speak well!"

Boom boom boom!

The sound of beating the door resounded, everyone was stunned, Jiang Tingmi glanced.

Boom!

"..." Qi Sihao tremblingly pointed to the bathroom door: "Yes, someone is knocking on the door?"

The doorknob was turned with difficulty, and then opened in full view.

Fang Zhenghong, who was **** with his feet and finally got up, unlocked his wrists, twisted his body and jumped, squeezing out from the crack of the door, and glaring at everyone: "@#￥%*& ……*"

"..." Qi Sihao was dumbfounded, and looked back at Yan Xiu with shocked eyes: This is the stray dog ​​you picked up?

Yan Xi covered his forehead and took a long breath, stepped forward and took out the tattered leather gloves from Fang Zhenghong's mouth, spreading his hands on his face sincerely.

"You haven’t seen it yet, let me introduce you to each other first. This is Gongzhou Criminal Investigation Detachment Qi Sihao, who is suspected of being chased by the King of Spades; this is Jianning Anti-drug Detachment Fang Zhenghong, who seems to be currently I'm helping the king of spades chase me down-you two can share the experience of chasing and being chased, learn from each other, get along well, ah."

The next moment, Fang Zhenghong interrupted Yan Xi as if he had heard nothing, and stared at Jiang Ting: "Yue Guangping was killed by someone?"

Jiang Ting put his hands in his trouser pockets, making no sound.

Fang Zhenghong blinked his wrinkled eyes, turning to Yan Xiu, unbelievable:

"...isn't the ghost inside you?!"

·

Ten minutes later, the hotel room.

Yan Ji slapped the armrests hard, and was pressed on the chair with hands and feet: "You let him go! Let me beat him again! If you can't convince me, I will change to his surname Fang!"

Jiang stopped at the other end of the room to protect Fang Zhenghong, who dared not say anything. Yang Mei pretended to persuade Yan Xiu constantly: "Deputy Yan, don’t be like this. Somehow they are the leader of the detachment. You see that you have worked hard for ten. I have been a deputy for many years. Our arms can’t twist our thighs. Don’t be angry with others..."

Yang Mei's eyebrows couldn't hide the joy, Yan Xi heard the blood on her head, and almost piled up her sleeves again: "Let me go!"

"Are you still stiff?!" Fang Zhenghong couldn't help it, flushing from the shackles of Jiang Ting, and poking out his head: "Who else can you be the ghost in Jianning City Bureau? From Hu Weisheng to make drugs. At the beginning of the case, your whereabouts were sneaky, you ran out to handle the case by yourself at all times, and evacuated from the hostage rescue scene in a police car without authorization. Who knows what the **** did you do?!"

Yan Xi's sword brows upside down. Just about to reply, Jiang Ting inserted a sentence: "Fang Team, I found the whereabouts of the sniper that night when the Hu Weisheng case rescued the hostages, and even handed over on the abandoned road. Yan The team acted without authorization to catch the sniper."

Fang Zhenghong was speechless, and then straightened his neck again: "He still keeps the office door closed all day, and he doesn't know what he is doing. He often secretly calls to inform the news when he is handling the case--"

"That was calling me," Jiang Ting said gently, "Han Xiaomei, Ma Xiang and others can testify."

Yan Xi let out an extremely mocking sneer without losing the opportunity.

"...That, that." Fang Zhenghong was trembling with his index finger stimulated by the sneer, and he couldn't help but say: "The day the name Yan was poisoned by drinking medicinal alcohol, it was obviously impossible for any normal person to live. When he came down, it happened that he was saved on the deserted winding mountain road and survived. How could this be possible?! Why does no one think that it was a good show he deliberately directed and acted in order to remove suspicion?!"

Yan Xiu tried to spray him, Jiang Ting said helplessly: "Ke Fang team, there was no one on the winding road that day."

Fang Zhenghong's eyes widened, but he saw Jiang Ting pressing his shoulder with his left hand and lifting his hair with his right hand, motioning him to look at the bright red scar on his forehead:

"On the day of the incident, I drove an off-road vehicle and followed Yan Xiu. When the poison broke out, I crashed and rescued us. Then Ma Xiang rushed to take us to the hospital, so Yan Xiu took the life back."

The room is quiet, Fang Zhenghong's mouth is open, his expression is particularly absurd and funny.

"You...you..." After a while, he finally twisted and squeezed out a few words: "What is the relationship between you?"

Jiang Ting sighed while holding on to his forehead: "I told you, my family will be with you."

Fang Zhenghong staggered back a few steps and sat down on the bed, looking quite desolate after being shocked by the three views.

Everyone looked at him silently, only Yang Mei was sympathetic, and her heart was filled with weird sympathy.

"It's time for me to ask you now, Team Fang?" Yan Xi's mouth twitched, his expression full of undisguised mockery and pride.

Fang Zhenghong: "..."

Yan Xiu squinted at him condescendingly, saying: "What the **** did Lao Tzu do to make you not only think that I am the ghost of Jianning, but you also have **** me repeatedly, huh? !"

"..."

Everyone's eyes were on Fang Zhenghong, and I saw this old police officer who was always blue and white, with cross-brows and raised eyes, and was so rigid that he was uncomfortable in a situation. At this moment, it seemed like he had changed his person, his mouth opened and opened again. Close, close and open again, it took a long time to be hoarse and authentic:

"I didn't want to kill you. I followed you just to get evidence and prove to Bureau Lu that you were in collusion with drug dealers. But I really never wanted to kill you..."

"No?" Yan Xiu asked coldly, "Then why did you stop Qin Chuan from drinking my medicinal liquor and threw away the only medicinal liquor bottle that could be used as physical evidence?"

Fang Zhenghong seemed to freeze. After a long time, he finally raised his head and stared at Yan Xiu, his eyes shrunk sharply.

"Because I think you might want to hurt him," Fang Zhenghong said slowly, "It's like I was just injured when I drank your potion...I can't afford it until now."