Breaking Through the Clouds: 100.Chapter 100
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Xian Shengrong, male, forty years old, was imprisoned for theft, selling | ecstasy | pills, etc., and went to work in Jiangyang County after he was released from prison.
An anti-theft camera at a small supermarket on the provincial road near Jiangyang County captured the last back image left by Xian Shengrong when he hurriedly left the scene. A few hours later, Wei Yao, Huang Xing and others extracted a 9mm Ruger shell from where he was standing; half a month later, his body that had begun to decompose was found somewhere on the national highway 60 kilometers away.
Cause of death, traffic accident.
"The ghost knows whether it was the cause of the accident or deliberately. Anyway, it has been smashed." From the car's Bluetooth, Gouli snorted and snorted eating noodles, saying: "Hey, the boss will give me a marinated egg and add some spicy. Thank you... The initial autopsy report did not reveal any abnormalities, and the second autopsy did not find an egg. In short, traffic accidents are one of the most difficult means of deliberate homicide to identify. Our forensic work has already been done. I suggest you Go back and continue to fall in love and kill with the monitor."
The car was speeding on the highway. Yan Xi was sitting in the co-pilot. He subconsciously grasped his hair that hadn't had time to wipe the hairspray when he was discharged from the hospital this morning: "You are the director of forensic medicine, Nai Gougou. Nothing was checked during the second autopsy. Come out? What's your level with the county forensic doctor?"
Gou Li sat in the noodle restaurant and ate very fragrantly, with a headset hanging from his ear, and snorted contemptuously: "Don't come to this set, back then, you were the one who tried to encourage me to cheer up and make me hooked. After working overtime for half a month, one person dissected the entire series of poisoning cases-I can tell you that the radical method is no longer useful after so many years, don't want me to go back for the third inspection!"
"All right, send me the second inspection report." Yan Xiu said helplessly, "You really can't help it."
Gou Li shuddered from nausea, and he dropped the phone and hung up.
After a short while, the phone buzzed, and the second autopsy note was sent over.
Jiang Ting drove calmly, Yan Xiu sat in the co-pilot, flipped through Gouli’s notes with one hand, and placed the other hand on the driver’s lap. He tentatively stretched between his legs every few minutes before being caught again. Jiang Ting unceremoniously caught it.
According to Yan Xiu's statement, as long as the husband still has a breath when traveling with the family, he must not let his wife drive. This is related to the status and dignity of a man. But because he had just been discharged from the hospital, Jiang Ting was worried that he drove back to Jianning for more than two hours, and said that he now has a psychological shadow on the car that Yan Xi drove—rising to the height of PTSD—forcibly drove him there. Enter the co-pilot.
Yan Xi is deeply aware that his machismo faith has been challenged, but on another thought, when he was discharged from the hospital in the morning, he did not have time to wash his hair, bathe, change clothes, or shave his beard and do hairstyle. His personal image has already been listed in the sea. The starting price of 10,000 yuan dropped to eight hundred nights, buy two get one free, and Jiang would not have time to pay attention to him if he stopped driving, so he readily agreed.
"Xian Shengrong once went to a sports school to major in shooting, no wonder he was hired as a killer." Yan Xiu groaned into the phone, "but he died very badly, his back muscles and ribs were badly worn, soft tissue bruises, lungs The volume becomes smaller, and the direct cause of death is dyspnea and excessive blood loss caused by pneumothorax..."
"Typically causing an accident and dragging to death," Jiang Ting said, holding the steering wheel.
Yan Xi nodded, "It should have been dragged for a long distance, but because the body was found late, the local traffic police squadron was not very aware of the scene to protect the scene, which made it impossible to accurately determine the section of the crime. To be honest, this is true. It’s the traffic accident that I hate the most. First, there is no specific time, and second, there is no precise positioning. The monitoring should see the year of the monkey?"
Jiang Ting asked: "Have you checked Xian Shengrong's social relations, income status, family and friends, etc.?"
"It is said that the investigation has been conducted. The friends who usually interact with him did not ask anything about the situation, and the bank flow was not abnormal, only the family had 50,000 yuan in cash."
——Old banknotes.
No matter who hired Xian Shengrong, this person's anti-reconnaissance ability is already quite strong.
"...only fifty thousand," Jiang Ting murmured.
Yan Xiu looked at him jokingly: "Why, my husband's life is cheaper than you, you are very proud?"
Jiang Ting waved his hand as if he wanted to give him a hand, but Yan Xi grabbed it in the air and pinched it in his palm.
"Don't make trouble." Jiang Ting immediately pulled his hand back to hold the steering wheel, his white profile face looked serious, and he focused on the road ahead: "I was just thinking about how it would be so cheap, it doesn't match me, I don't... Common sense."
Yan Xiu sighed: "I now believe that you have never been in a relationship before."
At this moment, when he got off the red light at the highway intersection, Jiang Ting slowly stepped on the brake and gave Yan Xi a weird glance.
"If I was given a chance to buy a killer and kill the king of spades, and I was almost 100% sure of success, I wouldn’t spend millions to bring in a world-class killer. Any more than fifty thousand dollars would be counted as one point. There is a king of spades. Do you understand this kind of psychology? Killing a chicken with a sledge knife itself is a promotion to a chicken. In fact, such a small ant-like character should not even labor. I lifted my foot and stepped on it, but I was still on him Waste a few millions? Why don't I just do something with a few millions?"
Jiang Ting looked ignorant and inexplicable.
"So," Yan Xiu said with pity, "you don't understand this kind of subtle hatred between males."
"..." Jiang Ting thought to himself what anti-scientific theory this is, it's just that you are talking nonsense.
Yan Xiu shook his index finger, his face was inscrutable, as if he was an experienced expert on male emotional problems.
At this time, the green light was on, Jiang Pao stepped on the accelerator, and slowly drove up the viaduct leading to Jianning City as the flow of the high-speed traffic started.
"I don’t know much about the internal structure of this drug cartel, but I have observed it carefully." Jiang Ting frowned and said, "The King of Spades should have a dedicated staff responsible for the aftermath. In cases where clues are left, the killer will choose to commit suicide to protect the employer. This group of death squads were collected from a very poor place in Myanmar, and the remuneration was paid to their family members in Myanmar. So even if the domestic police tracked down the killer who had committed suicide, It is also difficult to follow the flow of foreign funds to find out the connection between the killer and the king of spades. It is a perfect killing mechanism."
Speaking of Jiang Ting, he glanced at Yan Xiu again, seeming to feel a little suspicious: "So why did you use such an ‘outsider’ Xian Shengrong this time..."
Use "outsiders" to assassinate Yan Xiu, and afterwards have to bother to kill Xian Shengrong. Although the "traffic accident" was done as cleanly and neatly as when Ah Jie extinguished Fan Four on the expressway, it was a typical K of Spades style, but in itself it was not the most efficient and optimal solution.
Is it true that as Yan Xiu said, using a sledgehammer to kill a chicken, in the eyes of the king of spades, Yan Xiu's life is a waste of a penny?
"Neither you nor I are perverted, and don't understand the mentally ill thinking of the King of Spades." Yan Xi patted Jiang Ting's thigh, and said, "The quickest entry point is the 92 that Xian Shengrong used. Style police gun."
Jiang Ting thought for a long time and nodded in agreement: "Yes, we still have to track down the gun first."
Yan Xi's face was serious and serious, and his hands slipped in again a little bit. After a while, Jiang Ting's expression was calm and calm, holding the six o'clock at the bottom of the steering wheel with one hand, and grabbing the restless big hand with the other and placing it on his lap.
Yan Xi probably felt that this position was acceptable, so he didn't go further to fight for himself, and instead asked: "When do you plan to go to Gongzhou to find Qi Sihao?"
"There are many dreams in the night, it should not be too late. In case the king of spades starts investigating the blue gold outflow in advance, it will be too late." Jiang Ting thought for a while and said, "I probably left in the past two days."
Yan Xi nodded without saying a word, and the car passed through the downtown area of Jianning City, and the familiar scenery in front of the Criminal Investigation Detachment Building of the Municipal Public Security Bureau was oncoming. Jiang Ting took out his sunglasses and baseball cap and put it on. As usual, he didn't park the car at the main entrance. After a block away, he put Yan Xi down and let him go to the city bureau by himself.
"I'll be back when I sign in at the bureau, and wait until I take you to dinner." Yan Xi just turned to leave, and suddenly stopped again. When no one around was paying attention to this side, he quickly raised Jiang Ting's hand. A kiss was imprinted on the palm of the palm, and he whispered: "Don't eat by yourself, you must just eat whatever you want to pass, it is not good for your health."
Then before Jiang could stop answering, he laughed, backed up and waved, turned and walked towards the Jianning City Bureau along the sidewalk.
Behind him, Jiang Ting's auricle was a little hot, and it took a long time to say silently: "...greasy and crooked."
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"Brother Yan!"
"Team Strict!"
Colleagues in the corridor greeted one after another, Yan Xiu's footsteps were windy, and before people entered the large office of the Criminal Investigation Detachment, they saw the oncoming dark figure flying forward, and Ma Xiang descended like a swallow into the forest: "Woohoo Oh my brother Yan, we all thought we would never see you again..."
Yan Xi Ji Lingling flashed, grabbed Ma Xiang's back collar and lifted it up directly, and pushed his crying face away with a palm: "You can give it to me. Who was crying and making trouble the other day? Jianning, said that if you sleep on the rigid bed in the hospital, your lumbar disc will protrude?"
Ma Xiang felt very aggrieved, and he said that it was because you were in the hospital all day with consultant Lu Qingqing, I, I, and I were sticky, and blinded my 24K titanium alloy dog eyes alive?
The younger brothers of the Criminal Investigation Detachment expressed their sincere congratulations and ardent thoughts to the eldest brother-it is said that because Yan Xiu was absent this week, every day Yu Zhu personally sits in the detachment, in the solemn and loving face of Yu Team The younger brothers dare not even steal the wifi of the city bureau, let alone the small vault of the jacquard office to buy cigarettes and skewers to eat potato chips, and the life is so good.
Even Han Xiaomei, who has always seen Yan Xiuru a mouse and a cat, came over and gave her a gift of discharge-a box of leeks and scrambled eggs bento.
Han Xiaomei said this: "I heard that you crashed into a car and stayed in the hospital for several days. I am worried that you are weak, and I think you may need to make up for it..."
"..." Yan Xiu stared at the leek blankly for a long while, and said softly: "Consultant Lu will thank you very much."
Han Xiaomei didn't know, so she was quite proud and left happily.
Yan Xi put the box of scrambled eggs with chives on the table, and planned to push it tonight's pot. Suddenly he heard the office door being knocked twice, Gao Panqing was standing in the doorway with a slight expression on his face. Unobtrusive tightness: "Brother Yan, Ju Lu is looking for you."
"Oh," Yan Xiu reacted: "Is the investigation of medicinal liquor progressing?"
Gao Panqing stopped talking, looked behind her back to see no one in the hallway, closed the office door with her backhand, walked to Yan Xiu's side, and whispered a few words with her ear.
"What did Fang Zhenghong say?" After a while, Yan Xiu asked in a low tone.
Gao Panqing nodded, repeating the process of Lu Ju's personal interrogation of Fang Zhenghong that day, as well as the remarks he expressed trust in Fang Zhenghong after coming out, and said: "Although Juju Lu does not believe that Fang Zhenghong has Suspect, but the Yu team was very opposed to Lu's practice. The two people fought for a long time. Finally, the deputy bureau of Wei came out to make a round, and the agreed result was that the team was temporarily suspended for investigation."
The bright light in Yan Xi's eyes flickered slightly, and he suddenly asked: "What's Fang Zhenghong's reaction?"
"Nothing happens."
Yan Xiu asked: "Fang Zhenghong had such a fierce attitude when he was interviewed, but he didn't respond when he was suspended?"
Gao Panqing was also a little confused, but nodded affirmatively.
Yan Xi nodded without saying a word, and then asked: "What is going on in that game now?"
"The wind is calm and the waves are calm, there is no discussion." Gao Panqing explained: "Lu Ju wants to control public opinion. There are only a few directors involved in your poisoning, as well as the technical investigator Huang, the forensic doctor, and Xiao Ma and me. Several people know that the fact that Fang team became a suspect is even less known. Moreover, the Fang team has already been suspended for so long due to injuries, and no one will suspect anything after a period of suspension without going to work."
——The result of this treatment is obviously not favorable to Yan Xiu, and even to the entire criminal investigation detachment.
"Okay, I see." Yan Xiu's face remained calm and stood up and patted his shoulder: "You go back first, I'll go to Lu Ju."
Gao Panqing is obviously very worried, but he has been in the city bureau for many years. He is not a young criminal like Ma Xiang and Han Xiaomei. Knowing that he can't do anything with his identity, he nodded and left the office.
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"Hey Yan team," the secretary just came out on the corridor outside the secretary's office with the materials, and when he ran into Yan Xiu, he pointed to the office and made a phone call gesture: "I'm busy, just picked up from the provincial office. Line, would you like to wait a few minutes?"
——What a coincidence?
Yan Xi's eyes only condensed for a moment, and then he smiled, nodded and said: "It's okay, I'll just stand here and wait."
The handsome, wealthy, and good-tempered Deputy Yan Detachment is really not popular in the city bureau, and the secretary is also very enthusiastic: "How tired to stand here, why don't you come to the Secretariat to sit down?"
"It's okay, I drove all the way, and I will relax my muscles while standing."
The secretary didn't insist either, smiled and said hello and left.
Yan Xi was standing in front of the glass window at the end of the corridor. The late autumn afternoon sun was shining on the white wall. The background was warm and bright yellow, but his backlit eyes were bottomless. He remembered Gao Panqing’s words, Fang Zhenghong threw the only empty medicine bottle that could be used as physical evidence, but he could not give any excuses...
"I have my reasons, I don't want to say."
Perhaps it is the sixth sense brought about by the criminal investigation work for many years. From Fang Zhenghong's weird reaction, Yan Xiu keenly felt one thing:
Although Juju Lu trusts Fang Zhenghong, Fang Zhenghong doesn't...or rather distrust Juju Lu.
Why?
Yan Xi rubbed the tip of his eyebrows and exhaled. The vague and messy speculation made him unable to grasp the idea. As a criminal investigator, Yan Xiu habitually kept his brain from empty. After standing for a while, he turned on the phone and clicked on the second autopsy note that Gou Li sent him.
According to the regulations, Yan Xiu, the direct victim, should evade the investigation, but Gouli is very loyal to his brothers. Although he did not send him a signed report directly, he still sent a detailed handwritten record and took photos, and kept it on file with the final summary. The report documents are not bad anymore.
Xian Shengrong, male, forty years old, steals and sells illegal psychotropic drugs...
A short description of the corpse is already familiar to me. Yan Xiu looked at it with a glance, and suddenly felt something wrong in his heart.
——Time of death.
Xian Shengrong's body had begun to decay when it was discovered, and the condition of the body was affected by the accumulation of water on the road. In addition, the level of forensic equipment of the local criminal police squadron was limited, and the time of death could only be determined within an eight-hour interval.
But Gouli is different. After all, it was the chief forensic examiner of the Municipal Bureau who read countless corpses. Based on clues at the scene and an autopsy, Gou Li locked the time of death between three and six in the early morning of the incident, greatly narrowing the scope of the suspected vehicle.
An idea that came from nowhere suddenly flashed in Yan Xi's heart:
What was I doing late at night when Xian Shengrong died?
Yes, when he visited Bu Wei in the hospital that day, the little girl burst into tears and confessed that Wang Xingye was involved in the kidnapping. Then the city bureau urgently arrested him, but Wang Xingye escaped overnight. In order to send the notice of assistance to the major railway stations and bus stations, Yan Xiu stayed in the city bureau until early in the morning, and the whole person was really sleepy, so he discussed with Qin Chuan about changing shifts and going home to sleep——
Yes, when he got home, he found that Jiang Ting had fallen asleep on the sofa in order to wait for him. That night was the first time they shared the same bed.
Yan Xi narrowed his eyes, and the logical chain of memory continued to extend: the next morning he was awakened by Qin Chuan’s phone and hurried to the city bureau...Wait, why was he in such a hurry?
Because he promised to change shifts with Qin Chuan early in the morning, but he overslept.
No, Qin Chuan is on the night shift as the deputy detachment. Shouldn't the detachment leader take over in the morning?
……
"A demolition house that has been hidden for half a year suddenly went online at 7 o'clock this morning. I have been busy in the anti-drug detachment until now!"
"His old injury committed two crimes for three days, and he couldn't find anyone everywhere. Who knows where the team is?..."
Yan Xi’s ear again rang the furious voice of Qin Chuan on the phone that morning, like a thunder, and instantly split the fog. On the night of Xian Shengrong’s death and the next day, Fang Zhenghong had no "old injuries" Appear in the anti-drug detachment!
Why didn't he come?
Where was the other person at the time of the incident?
Yan Xi squeezed his palms hard, and a slightly moist, cold sweat oozes from the palm prints.