Breaking Through the Clouds: 121.Chapter 121

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Phaeton slowly stopped at the gate of Yazhiyuan Community. Almost at the same time, Qi Sihao's car slammed in. He slammed to a halt, and Captain Qi jumped out impatiently.

Qi Sihao lost a lot of weight in just a few days. Yan Xiu blinked his eyes and looked at him up and down, and then asked: "You...have you eaten yet? Would you like to have a meal first?"

Qi Sihao's face was unhappy: "Hey, what else to eat, I blame you for asking me to check this. Who knows that Team Jiang lived in such a ghost place before! I shouldn't have come here when Wang Xingye jumped off the building last time. What can I do now, wading in the muddy water, I knew I wouldn’t check it for you..."

Yan Xiu is impatient: "You give me the province, reselling the "white goods" is what I let you do?"

Qi Sihao shut up immediately and looked around nervously.

Yan Xiu suspiciously asked: "What the **** is going on with you?"

"..." Qi Sihao rubbed his hands vigorously, as if this was the only way to relieve his tension: "...The Police Service is now upgraded."

"What?"

"Now as long as you log in with the siren, you will leave a record when you inquire about the resident information." Qi Sihao swallowed hard: "Someone in the background will see me check the address of the Jiang team's'before death', and... and still follow the 701 In the same community, I can't wash it thoroughly in this muddy water."

Yan Xi raised his eyebrows, hummed for a while, shook his head and patted Qi Sihao on the shoulder:

"So why did you secretly sell "white goods" in the first place?"

Qi Sihao's face was earthy, Yan Xiu turned and walked into the community.

·

The place where Wang Xingye "jumped" last time was Building B in District 1, where the blood and minced meat had been washed away, and the faint stone slabs were glowing with light, as if they were full of blood, exuding orders in the shade. An uncomfortable damp breath.

The idle grandparents in the community walked their dogs in the distance, tacitly avoiding this place.

Yan Xiu still has an old problem with criminal investigations, so he took a few pictures and continued to move forward. According to the topographic map posted at the entrance of the community, he passed through the fountain in the middle of the first and second areas, and passed the communal grassland where the bear children screamed. The area in front near the back door of the community should be the sixth area.

Sure enough, Yan Xiu came to the front, and the door of the gray resident downstairs was closed tightly, and the house number read: Building C, District 6.

Passed by?

Yan Xi stepped back a few steps, Qi Sihao followed him unclearly, and saw the sign under another residential building immediately in front of Building C: Building B, District 6, District 6.

"Hey?" Qi Sihao looked around and found something wrong: "Where is Building A?"

Yan Xiu vaguely felt something. He walked around around Building B as soon as he saw the house number. However, the southern end of the lawn is the two buildings AB in District 5, and the house number at the north end is changed. It became District Seven, and they went back and forth several times, but they didn't find Building A in District Six.

--but how is it possible?

The address of Jiang Ding on the Public Security Intranet is obviously Room 905, Building A, District 6, Yazhiyuan Community. Why did the entire building disappear?

"Hey, may I ask auntie," Yan Xiu stopped a woman who had just returned from buying vegetables, and pointed to the residential buildings in District 6, "I came to see my colleague. He said he lives in Building A in District 6. Room 905, why can't I find a place everywhere?"

"Building A in District Six?" The aunt looked a little weird, and shook her head: "We don't have Building A in District Six here, just two buildings B and C."

"...what?"

"I don't know why, anyway, there is no, your colleague said wrong to you, right?"

"It's impossible," Yan Xiu murmured, "How could it not be?"

"Then you have to ask about the property! We have never had Building A in District 6 here, who knows why it is not! The property is also a crime, and cars are parked everywhere, no matter how many people decorate it, the sound of people renovating in two or three days is loud and loud. ……"

Yan Xi walked away quickly, turned around and told Qi Sihao, even his voice became tense: "Call the property, hurry up!"

"What, Building A in District Six?"

Qi Sihao compiled the name of a household registration police officer, and the property that answered the phone paid much attention to it. However, several people on the phone changed and couldn't tell why. Finally I found an old employee who was said to have been working for eight or nine years, and finally remembered: "When Yazhiyuan was first developed, there was no Building A in District 6, and the area where the building was supposed to be built is now converted to a public green space!"

Yan Xiu's most reluctant thought came true, and his face changed a little in an instant.

"When Building A was built, the foundation could not be broken down, and then a few broken coffins were dug out. Ouch, it was scary! The boss asked an expert to look at it and said that this place is too strong and can only be developed. It’s a green space to absorb the popularity. What kind of yin and yang neutralization? Quandang Building A is this green space-oh, in short, it’s a feng shui saying, so there are only two buildings B and C in the last six districts. This kind of thing is okay. If you don’t believe it, you can’t disrespect, comrades, are you right? After all, something that our ancestors left behind for thousands of years..."

Yan Xiu and Qi Sihao looked at each other, and they both bowed their heads to their feet.

Building A in District 6, the damp grass is sparse, and the soil emits its unique smell.

"...Team Jiang," Qi Sihao stammered, "When Team Jiang was addressing...I was really not particular about it..."

Yan Xi hung up the phone, his brain rang loudly, Jiang couldn't stop Building A in District Six?

Why did he make up this plausible address? Where does he live?

Yan Xi raised his head and looked around, the gray world of early winter was reflected in his eyes, and then his eyes passed through the numerous residential buildings, locking in a certain direction in the distance-Building B, District 1, Yazhiyuan.

The balcony of Room 701 is bare, especially among the neighbors who hang clothes, hang sausages, and pile up air conditioners.

Yan Xiu pulled his leg and walked there. Qi Sihao rushed up and stopped him within two steps: "Team Yan! Think twice!"

Yan Xi split his hand and threw him away.

"Think about it again, think about it again!" Qi Sihao rushed to stand in front of him: "That house is not like Yue Guangping's house with only a seal, but it is monitored 24 hours a day, anytime, anywhere. Someone is watching! Are you trying to die like this?!"

"Get out of the way."

"No! I can't let you go, you are trying to kill me too! Stop me!"

"Get out of the way!"

Buzzing--

While the two were in a stalemate, Yan Xiu's cell phone rang.

"Hello?"

Yan Xiu's black eyebrows were full of hostility, but he didn't expect that Lu Ju's voice was actually on the phone. The first sentence was: "Something happened in Qinchuan."

"Huh?"

"He ran away."

Yan Xi's forehead jumped instantly: "What?!"

Two policemen knocked on the door with an expression of asking for instructions. Bureau Lu hid his mobile phone, pushed a handwritten address on the table forward, and quickly whispered: "Here it is. The head of the household is in his thirties. For a thin man, you should monitor this address in the past, don’t let him go out and don’t allow anyone to come. It doesn’t matter if he is found out, he will not embarrass you. I will talk about everything when I go there in person.

The policeman nodded to understand, grabbed the address and ran out.

"Qin Chuan claimed that he was willing to provide important clues to the June 19th serial kidnapping case. For this reason, the provincial government decided to personally take people away for interrogation. As soon as the police car left the Jianning City Detention Center, several cars on the side of the road were at the same time. There was an explosion, and then a group of motorcycle riders snatched him away in broad daylight." Lu Ju regained his muddy breath and said: "At that time, Ma Xiang of your detachment and several other members of the anti-drug detachment were all there. Fortunately, I was far away and was not injured."

"..."

There was a moment of silence on the other end of the phone, and suddenly Yan Xi said, "The other party really wants to save him? Isn't it going to kill him?"

Lu Ju was a little startled.

Yan Xiu perceives it sensitively and doubts: "Did the city bureau consider the possibility of criminals intending to forcibly kill?"

——Of course I thought of it, but after taking Qin Chuan’s active escape from prison as the primary direction of suspicion, I thought of it in a supplementary form.

No one is like Yan Xiu. The first reaction is that Qin Chuan might be killed.

"This possibility has already been considered." Lu Ju's expression converged, without showing any clues: "However, according to the dictation of the prison guard in the car at the time of the incident, and before the explosion, Qin Chuan asked his former colleague to stand further. We are more inclined to his actions that he had known for a long time that someone would rob prison."

Yan Xiu suppressed the complex feelings in his heart, without making a sound.

"In short, the situation is very serious now. Qin Chuan, as the deputy detachment leader who has a lot of internal information, undercover information, informant information, etc., has fallen into the hands of drug dealers. This is the worst situation. We must do it right away. Prepare for the worst possible occurrence."

"I understand." Yan Xiu finally suppressed all thoughts and coughed: "I will leave for the criminal investigation detachment and do all the cooperating work, besides--"

"No," Lu Ju interrupted him, "I need you on a business trip."

Yan Xiu paused suspiciously.

Lu Ju Shen said: "Qin Chuan confessed to Teng Wenyan's burial site."

Teng Wenyan, 16 years old, is a shampoo girl in a third-rate beauty salon in Lingzhou City, S Province. Her real name and family background cannot be investigated. Together with Wang Rui, a barber worker next door, she joined hands and became the first victim in the 619 serial kidnapping case.

Unlike Li Yuxin and Bu Wei, Teng Wenyan of elementary school culture has nothing in common with Jiang Ting, the "executor" template in the heart of the king of spades, except for her beautiful appearance.

Because of this, her experience and background have become the top priority of investigative work, but so far there is no way to find a needle in a haystack. The city bureau doesn’t even know where she was buried, so Wang Xingye “suicides in fear of sin” died.

"The Tongshan area surrounding S Province should be in a certain forest reserve. The nearest county police has set out to search." Lu Ju stood up, packed his briefcase, and strode out of the office:" You go there now, I will arrange for Xiao Gou to take the forensic doctor and the trace checker to follow, and give me an answer immediately after confirming the body. As for the criminal investigation team, don't worry too much, your team has already rushed over, and you should support it temporarily. No problem."

"But..."

"What the **** do you want?"

Yan Xi held the phone in one hand, rubbed his painful temple with the other, and finally said hoarsely: "Qin Chuan once stopped the killer against Jiang, if he and the king of spades are building Ning, I'm afraid..."

Lu Ju was not surprised, he knew he would say this, and said directly on the spot: "It doesn't matter, I have sent someone to protect your home!"

"But if I don't come back in person--"

"You don't have to come back personally!" Lu Ju opened the door vocally, categorically: "I will go personally!"

Outside the office, the anxious Deputy Bureau Wei and Yu Zhu turned their heads at the same time.

"That's it!" Lu Ju didn't talk about Yan Xiu any more, and hung up the phone.

"Who is this? Yan Xiu?" After all, Wei Yao watched Yan Xi grow up and was very familiar with his voice, so he immediately asked sensitively.

Lu Ju nodded, and walked towards the elevator as he stuffed his phone into his briefcase.

Deputy Bureau Wei hurriedly asked: "He got into trouble again? Didn't he question the organization? This kid is still like a teenager or 20 years old. After Qin Chuan's accident, I immediately told him to be measured and appropriate. Boundaries, but he still—"

Deputy Bureau Wei eagerly followed behind and murmured, and Bureau Lu turned a deaf ear. Yan Xiu's somewhat reckless question suddenly sounded in his mind: Has the Municipal Bureau ever thought about the possibility of criminals intending to forcibly kill them?

"..." Lu Ju's aging face moved, and he sighed: "Yan Xiu's heart is too soft after all."

Deputy Bureau Wei obviously didn't understand what he meant.

The elevator dinged to the floor, Lu Ju suddenly turned his back to the slowly opened door, and looked back and forth at the puzzled Wei Deputy Ju and Yu Zhu. His eyes flicked over their respective white sideburns and crow's feet, and gradually emerged. There is a complex and unspeakable emotion.

Yu Zhu was a little startled by him: "Lao Lu, what are you?"

"Nothing," Lu Ju sighed with emotion: "I suddenly felt that we have been working together for 20 or 30 years."

Yu Zhu and Wei Yao are very confused, and don't know where he started.

"I didn’t know until now that our old bones can stand side by side until now, no one has lost their way, no one has fallen apart. It turned out to be such a difficult thing." Lu Ju stretched out his hand and patted separately. The shoulders of the two of them sighed: "Very good, very good."

The two of them looked at each other, but Lu Ju turned his head and coughed, and took the lead into the elevator.

·

S Province has been rugged and mountainous since ancient times, and the Tongshan area is at the junction of the province and Gongzhou. Although the road was difficult, Qi Sihao hesitated and reported to the field office and insisted on following Yan Xi.

The reason why Qi Sihao has nothing but a soldier is because he has just landed in the police and checked the address of Yazhiyuan. It is now when his heart is up and down, he urgently needs to find a sense of vain security. Therefore, Yan Xiu didn't stop him too much. The two moved on the road overnight, and the car couldn't drive. They bought the train tickets for the immediate departure, and they were going to the forest reserve border to contact the local police and then follow the police car up the mountain.

"I can't go back tonight. I have something to go away temporarily. Hmm...have you eaten? What did you eat?"

Yan Xi leaned in the corner seat, shaking slightly with the roar of the railroad tracks. The first-class carriage was brightly lit but deserted, Qi Sihao leaned on the other end of his clothes, dozing off with his eyes closed.

"Boiled some soup, and will have rice later." Jiang Ting answered quietly on the phone, and then asked: "Where are you?"

"The noodles are soaking on the train. This ghostly weather, it is cloudy, wet and cold, I think the wind outside has caused the trees to be crooked... If it’s nice to stay at home, I miss your big bone soup. ."

Jiang Ting seemed to laugh silently and said, "Come back and drink."

The short three words came out from the bottom of my heart like a hot spring. The corners of Yan Xi's lips rose slightly, but when he looked out of the car window, he saw his haggard and bewildered face through the dark glass of ink.

"... Jiang stopped."

"Huh?"

Where did you live, Building A, District 6, Yazhiyuan?

Or is the 701 of Heart Q once appeared and left a fingerprint of you?

Yan Xi closed his eyes, swallowed the question that was difficult to express, and smiled briefly: "Nothing. Do you miss me?"

"..."

"What's your question?"

"I thought about it." Jiang Ting said slowly, "I want you to go home now."

Yan Xiu opened his eyes, and the warm white mist vanished on the car window glass.

The railroad tracks extend to the west infinitely, while the train roars forward, leaving the rolling hills, rivers and villages far behind in the night.

"I really wanted to." Jiang Ting repeated lowly.

Hundreds of kilometers away in Jianning, Hubin Community, warm lights are shining in the kitchen, and the bone soup on the stove is white and roiling, and the heat is gurgling.

The doorbell finally rang—Ding Dong!

Jiang parked the phone and sighed long, silently amid the fine smoke of fireworks.

He turned the fire down, walked to the entrance door, didn't even look at the cat's eye, opened the door directly.

The two policemen outside the gate who had been guarding for the whole afternoon really disappeared. Instead, they were replaced by an old man with a serious face and a dusty, squeaky briefcase under his nest——

Lu Ju.

"Qin Chuan has escaped from prison," he said solemnly.

The two of them looked at each other across the door frame. Jiang Ting was still holding a spoon in one hand, and only raised his eyebrows after a short while: "I have reminded you to prevent him from breaking out. Now people are running away and guarding me. What's the use, can I catch him back?"

Lu Ju laughed: "This is just humility. If Captain Jiang really wants to do something, can you still not do it?"

Jiang Ting looked at him indifferently.

"Oh by the way, I haven't had time to tell you. Yan Xiu has a temporary mission, which is actually about..."

"No need to edit, I don't want to know."

"Good, that's good." Lu Ju seemed to be quite happy: "Actually, I haven't had time to compile the reason."

It’s convenient for smart people to deal with each other. Basically, they can figure out one or two reactions to each other. There are some things that don’t need to be pointed out to add embarrassment.

The two of them stood facing each other with big eyes and small eyes for a while, the air solidified and stiff, only the sound of the soup coming from the kitchen was particularly noticeable; after dozens of seconds, Lu Ju opened his hands. , Finally said his real purpose: "I have something to talk to you, can you invite me in now, Captain Jiang?"

Jiang Ting's eyes flashed, and he finally lifted his foot to give way.

"Please come in." He said lightly, "The tea is mine, and the soup is Yan Xiu's. There is nothing to entertain you. Forgive me."