Breaking Through the Clouds: 116.Chapter 116

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Three years ago, the raging flames that exploded at the scene were wrapped in black smoke, rushing to the sky in the violent wind, and immediately collected them at the bottom of Jiang Tingtong.

His eyes were cold and bright, and he slowly said for a while: "If you know more secrets about me, you might as well wait until you enter the detention center and then slowly communicate with the investigators."

The expression and voice when he said this stabilized, and the hand holding the gun was fixed immediately, and the whole person almost instantly recovered to an impeccable state. Qin Chuan regretted that he recovered so quickly. He seemed to want to say something, but was interrupted by Jiang Ting: "On the afternoon of January 18th two years ago, Yue Guangping found out there was information about the inner ghost and was going to go out with me. See you. It was your temporary visit that killed him, right?"

Qin Chuan exhaled and said after a few seconds of silence: "Yes. You have guessed it just now, it is aconitum|alkaline."

"..."

"What will happen to you if you are you?" Qin Chuan seemed a little sighed: "From eighteen to twenty-nine, Yue Guangping tried many methods in exchange for the forgiveness and acceptance of the only biological son in his life. But I didn't do it. It wasn't until my mother went to the grave on the 12th anniversary of my mother's death that he finally found that my attitude had loosened, and seemed to release a signal of willingness to ease the relationship between father and son-of course he would be ecstatic. >

"The king of spades signaled you to do this?" Jiang Ting asked.

This is obviously just a simple and selective answer, but for some reason Qin Chuan paused for a moment before saying: "Yes."

Then he did not give Jiang Ting any chance to speak, and immediately took it: "In the next six months, I started walking with him, met several times in Jianning, and occasionally had a phone call. This should have been given to Yue Guangping. It was very encouraging. He started to invite me to sit at home in Gongzhou, but I always refused as emotionally unacceptable.” Qin Chuan added an explanation here: “Yue Guangping was married in Gongzhou, his wife Before his death, the two had always lived in that house, so this reason is entirely valid for Yue Guangping."

Jiang Ting narrowed his eyes and said nothing.

When Qin Chuan mentioned Yue Guangping’s wife, there was no resistance at all. On the contrary, he had a rational and peaceful attitude. This should be a manifestation of a very stable and mature mentality and emotions.

In other words, his performance is too different from most hateful father killers.

"So your sudden visit on January 18 is very important to Yue Guangping," Jiang Ting said slowly.

"Actually, I didn't expect it to be so important to him that he would rather postpone meeting you before letting me in. To be honest, I actually rushed over that day."

Jiang Ting motioned his eyes to continue explaining.

"Yue Guangping had been under surveillance during that time, so when he called you to meet in the safe house, the king of spades knew that he must have found out something, but it was too late to arrange a car accident. I can only come here temporarily. You can imagine how... shocked Yue Guangping was when he saw me standing outside." Qin Chuan paused for half a second before choosing the word, and then said: "I told him I was traveling through Gongzhou. He came in and smoked a cigarette and left, so he let me in without thinking about it."

What Yue Guangping didn't expect was that the effort of smoking a cigarette cost him his life.

Jiang Ting was silent for a long time before asking: "Did you let him drink medicinal wine?"

"No, it's tea." Qin Chuan smiled sadly, "It's just a drop of aconitum|alkali concentrate. Old people have a bad heart...I took the teacup away afterwards."

Obviously it was such a tragic and sad parent-child murder, but his performance was exceptionally calm, as if Yue Guangping had really died of a heart attack.

According to Jiang Ting's usual interrogation style, this kind of emotional question is rarely seen, but he still asked: "You killed your own father. As a murderer, there is no emotional touch?"

"How do you say..." Qin Chuan raised his head and said in thought.

He just raised his neck and moved his cervical spine, looked at the ceiling, and said lightly: "I am a murderer, but I am not. So the emotional touch is different from normal people."

Jiang stopped subconsciously and asked: "What?"

——What does this mean?

Qin Chuan didn't care: "It doesn't mean anything."

Jiang Ting's pupils are pressed tightly, as if to penetrate Qin Chuan's handsome face, and look into the depths of his calm eyes, but the other party obviously won't explain more. Suddenly Jiang Ting asked: "Are you scared when the incident happened?"

"Why should I be afraid?" Qin Chuan asked back: "When my mother died, I also stood by her side. What is there to be afraid of?"

"..." Jiang Ting stared at him deeply this time, and smiled without any sense.

The smile only stayed on the corner of his lips for a short while, and then he only heard him ask: "So later you used aconitum|alkali and used it smoothly. A year ago, when you murdered Fang Zhenghong, you chose medicinal wine again?" /

"I didn't want to kill Fang Zhenghong." Qin Chuan corrected him and said, "Although Fang Zhenghong is very sensitive and suspicious, Yu Gong has caused me a lot of trouble, and Yu is not easy to get along with, but I do Not to the point where I have to kill him. The best state for me is that Fang Zhenghong retire early due to illness, or at least completely delegate power to nothing, then my daily work will become much more convenient."

"As for the choice of Yan Xiu to lay the blame, it has also been carefully considered and weighed. The Yan family’s deep background in the provincial party committee is very difficult for anyone. As long as it is not hard-wired, the Lu Bureau will not take it lightly. At the same time, on the bright side, as long as Lu Ju is unwilling to target Yan Xiu in front of Fang Zhenghong, Lao Fang’s extreme character will be understood as Lu Ju’s sheltering Yan Xi. Hidden dangers and rifts between the middle and high levels of Jianning City Bureau have been created."

"The facts have indeed developed as I planned." Qin Chuan twitched his lips, somewhat distracted: "Lu Ju privately rejected the two interns from the General Affairs Division, and the clues were interrupted and could no longer be investigated. , The reactions of Yan Xiu and Fang Zhenghong did not surprise me."

It's true that not many people can calculate this. Forget Fang Zhenghong, even an old fox like Lu Ju quietly said that Qin Chuan's ability or talent in this area is indeed quite extraordinary.

Jiang Ting shook his head slightly, and did not praise him, only asked: "Then why did you poison Yan Xiu later? Don't tell me you didn't actually want to kill him?"

Qin Chuan rubbed his forehead, as if he didn't know how to explain his intentions. Before long, he pushed down his glasses and spoke as sincerely as possible: "If I really wanted to kill Yan Xiu, he would have died a hundred times now."

Jiang Ting raised half of his eyebrows: "Oh?"

Qin Chuan shrugged: "You may have some misunderstandings about me, thinking that I am a poisonous murderer. But in fact, I am a clear goal-oriented person, not so attached to human life. If Yan Xi died, I would even feel Very sad... If he is just injured or crashed, leaving Jianning City Bureau forever to inherit the family business, just like Fang Zhenghong retiring early, it is a good situation for me. Because I just want them. Position is not for their lives."

"Then you never thought that Yan Xiu would not drink medicinal liquor at all, or that the poisoned medicinal liquor would be drunk by others?"

"No." Qin Chuan said lightly, "First of all, the weather is getting colder. Yan Xiu drinks medicinal wine to dehumidify every year before and after the beginning of winter. This is his habit. Secondly, I am sure that few people in the criminal investigation detachment touch the bottle except him. The medicinal liquor, even if someone moves, is mostly applied externally rather than taken internally, because after all, few can stand the taste of medicinal liquor."

Speaking of this, he spread his hands: "Take another 10,000 steps. Even if someone drank it and died, that would be impossible, because there is no perfect setting in the world. Excessive pursuit of one-shot death will inevitably leave traces in the layout, which is very detrimental to concealing yourself."

An indescribable expression appeared on Jiang Ting's face, which usually doesn't have so many complicated changes.

"Teached." Then he laughed and said, "The time when Xian Shengrong was hired to assassinate Yan Xiu in Jiangyang County? Isn't that serious about Yan Xiu's life?"

Qin Chuan said: "Believe it or not, I really did not ask Xian Shengrong to'must' kill Yan Xiu. I told him that it is best to shoot at the tires of police cars and cause the accident. Those few hired by Wang Xingye The killer creates opportunities. However, Xian Shengrong's actions were still slow, so that the few people surnamed Fan took the lead and rammed the police car into the river, and a group of people took soil guns and fired on the river...More importantly, No one can hit Yan Xiu..."

Qin Chuan showed a headache and helpless expression.

"In fact, if I can choose, I don’t want Xian Shengrong to shoot, because as long as there is warhead rifling, it will inevitably leave clues for tracking. And this gun is Yue Guangping’s, even if Lu Ju doesn’t believe in Yue Guangping’s death anymore It has something to do with me. He also knows the father-son relationship between us. I don’t want to leave any possibility to make Lu Ju doubt me... By the way, do you mind if I sit down? It’s really tiring after working all day."

He pointed to the sofa beside him, Jiang Ting looked at it for a few seconds, and gestured with his gun:

"Sit down, but don't make any changes."

"No," Qin Chuan said lightly, "I've heard of how accurate your marksmanship is."

He bypassed the coffee table, sat in the middle of the sofa, and leaned deeply into the backrest and let out a sigh of relief: "You don't even suspect that I hid any weapons in the sofa..."

"No doubt." Jiang Ting said, "because I have searched before you come back."

"..." Qin Chuan murmured: "In vain, I was moved by your trust for a few seconds."

"I just don’t think I should make a mistake like Lu Ju. If he started to suspect you after Yue Guangping’s death, or focused on investigating you when Masahiro was poisoned a year ago, then things should have been different from a long time ago. It’s just because you and Yue Guangping are biological father-son relationship, causing him to take almost no action against you in this year, Lu Ju is hard to blame."

"Lu Ju is getting old..." Qin Chuan sighed for a long time before rubbing his face with his palm, and said: "He may have investigated me for a while, but I didn't do many things personally. Xian Shengrong, doing trivial things with Lao Fang’s Elantra...So even if he investigates, he can’t get any evidence. Honestly, I’m surprised that you can suspect me, probably because you are an outsider. "

Jiang stopped noncommittal: "The king of spades helped you deal with a lot of ‘trivial matters’?"

Qin Chuan said: "Almost."

"Then why did you do it yourself several times against Yan Xiu, and the king of spades asked you to do this?"

Qin Chuan leaned on his forehead and laughed, and asked: "What happened between you? How do you feel that you know that he wants to kill Yan Xiu, so he is presumed to be guilty?"

Jiang Ting's face was white and cold in the dark, his expression was like a muzzle in his hand, motionless.

"Well, I admit that the people under his staff did pass this meaning, but..." Qin Chuan smiled and shook his head: "First of all, Yan Xiu has a security education at home. After so many years of criminal police, it is really not easy for outsiders to attack him; secondly, the penetration of drug dealers in Jianning public security is far less than in Gongzhou, so if I want to climb up quickly, I calmly wait for the king of spades. It is difficult to operate the relationship at different levels, and I still have to do it myself."

The king of spades does not only rely on Qinchuan in the local area, and it certainly matters in the province. There is no doubt about this. But Jianning is not the same as Gongzhou back then. Jianning, as the capital city with two sets of government teams, has limited personnel control over the municipal bureau. If you want to quickly raise Qin Chuan to a vital position, you can only Obviously, it is not easy to pass the provincial government.

So Fang Zhenghong, who stood in front of Qin Chuan, and Yan Xiu, who was in a more important position, became the most direct stumbling block.

"So if you really want to divide the responsibilities, I will be responsible for 60%, and the king of spades should be responsible for 40%." Qin Chuan seemed to feel quite interesting, and said, "But you should be glad that I was the one who took the shot. My priority. The purpose is just to get Yan Xiu out of the criminal investigation squad-if you replace it with the king of spades, it may be an endless situation."

Jiang Ding leaned his back in the corner of the living room, after a long while, as if the ice sculpture exuding a bitter chill had finally come back to life, he let out a soft laugh from his nose, oozing with undisguised mockery: "From this point of view, I have to thank you and the king of spades are not exactly the same."

"Oh, it's not. I have a lot of disagreements with the drug lord. For example..."

Jiang Ting was still standing there, but Qin Chuan suddenly stopped talking. He took off his gold-rimmed glasses and put them on his side, rubbing his eyebrows with his index knuckles. It lasted for a few seconds before he smiled slowly. Said: "For example, he didn't dare to really kill you, but it doesn't matter to me—"

Jiang Ting's pupils flickered, and in the next instant, Qin Chuan was like a leopard violently, kicking over the coffee table!

Call——

He kicked the heavy solid wood furniture into a whirlpool in mid-air, and smashed his head and face to Jiang Ting with the sound of the wind!

There were two bangs of gunshots, the coffee table fell apart, and the wooden blocks burst all over the floor. The bullet shell clinked, Jiang Ting raised his muzzle and turned on the light with his backhand. He couldn't help but listened to the burst of glass above his head, and Qin Chuan broke the chandelier in the living room!

Countless fragments poured in an uproar in the darkness, like a rainstorm of glass splashing on the surface.

Jiang Ting turned his head like lightning to block his eyes. At this moment, Qin Chuan slapped his gun-holding right hand against the shards of glass, and forced his index finger into the trigger——

Boom!

Boom!

Jiang Ting gritted his teeth and drooped his muzzle, but Qin Chuan's palm power went up.

Boom!

The last shot in the fight popped out, Jiang Ting turned his head abruptly, and the hot air flow swept over his neck!

As long as the muzzle is offset by one centimeter, his neck has been pierced through at this moment. But at this time, he was too scared. Jiang Ting knelt and kicked Qin Chuan. He threw his empty gun and drew out the folding knife to open it. Suddenly Qin Chuan picked up the long-handled umbrella hanging in the hallway and cleaved out a cold light. ——

That turned out to be a three-sided|stab stuck in the handle of the umbrella!

Jiang Ting's eyelids lightly twitched, and Qin Chuan showed him a regretful smile in the darkness.