Breaking Through the Clouds: 106.Chapter 106

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In the hotel suite bathroom, warm water poured down from the top of the head, scouring from the tight and smooth shoulders, back and countless bloodstains, bringing out a few traces of reddish blood.

"Hiss..." Yan Xi kept inhaling, and the wounds cut by the broken glass pieces were quite deep. I didn't feel it when the adrenaline was blown out. After relaxing, it was really painful.

At this time, he heard the sound of the bathroom door being pushed open behind him. Looking back, he saw Jiang Ting walk in, with the hotel's white bathrobe and medicine box in his arms.

"Are you okay?" Jiang Ting asked.

Yan Xiu looked out and raised his chin, his voice sounded dull in the glass bathroom: "Where are the two?"

"In the outhouse."

They are talking about Yang Mei and Qi Sihao. After escaping from the nightclub, Jiang stopped Yang Mei's ID and found a place to rest for a while, rest and replenish his strength, prepare for the next step, and then interrogate Qi Sihao carefully.

Yan Xiu is tall and naked|The naked body is looming in the steaming steam, he bangs his hands on the glass, stares at Jiang Ting, and narrows his eyes threateningly: "What are you here for?"

Jiang Ting leisurely leaned his back against the liu desk and blinked jokingly: "You can still **** up? Haven't been frustrated by Fang Pian J?"

Yan Xi "hummed up" half of his mouth at him. After a while, he turned off the water, rubbed his hair with a towel, opened the bathroom door, and rushed towards the river unkindly.

"..." Jiang Ting raised his eyebrows subtly, and took a half step back: "It seems that Fang Pian J is not good."

He was about to withdraw, and was arbitrarily pressed by Yan Xiu on the edge of the flow table. His body and arms formed a tightly connected cage. He lowered his head a little and leaned against his ear, hoarsely said: "Just the silver pewter Gun tip, if you don’t come, I’ll kill him sooner or later. Don’t move, kiss me, let me give him a blow..."

Jiang Ting lowered his voice: "What is the best, the medicine is still not available?"

"Go up, go up, let me go first." Yan Xiu tightened the encirclement involuntarily: "Come and listen to me and give you a popular science. Do you know why in ancient times soldiers robbed women after fighting? Because experts said fighting After finishing the racking, you have to flick twice. Two flicks are good for your health... Let us listen to the experts and don’t move!"

The sound of kisses and rubbing filled the empty bathroom, and the echoes made the smallest movements unusually noticeable. I don’t know how long it took, Jiang Ting finally squeezed out a voice from his throat: "...Yan Xi..."

Boom boom boom!

"Brother Jiang——" The bathroom door was knocked a few times, and Yang Mei shouted outside with her throat: "The surnamed Qi must order room meals——!"

Jiang Ting pushed Yan Xiu half a step forward and shouted: "You help him decide, don't let him contact the waiter!"

Yang Mei got the order and ran away.

Yan Xiu looked at Jiang Ting with an expression of inexhaustible expression, without regret, watching Jiang Ting's expressionless face, his ears were red, and he quickly buttoned his shirt buttons one by one.

"Yang Mei's five carats have shrunk to four carats," Yan Jinzhu announced.

Jiang Ting laughed and laughed, kicked the bench in front of the dressing table closer to Yan Xiu, motioned him to sit down, and then opened the medicine cabinet to give him medicine.

Yan Yan looked at himself in the mirror. His sturdy upper body had about twenty different scars. His short hair was extremely dark because of the dampness, and his forehead was slightly oozing with red silk along with the water vapor. Stop using alcohol to wipe off the blood stains a little bit.

"Is that Ajie dead in the end?"

"I don't know." Jiang Ting put Yunnan Baiyao powder on the ground attentively, and paused and said: "At that time, I didn't seem to see much blood."

"Fuck me, missed?"

"Perhaps, maybe you are wearing a soft bulletproof vest."

Yan Xiu was a little bit dissatisfied: "It's so hard to spare."

"You are like everyone else," Jiang Ting's eyes showed a slight tease, and then he changed the conversation: "Qi Sihao just explained that he was going to the nightclub tonight with a surnamed Liu from the Provincial Notary Office. The director connects and discusses that some more goods will come out. He went out to a toilet halfway, but he was killed when he came back and the surname is Liu. Then he was taken to the underground wine cellar and saw Ajie, he knew if it weren’t for us. If you do, I’m probably dead now."

Yan Xiu didn't believe it: "The King of Spades really intends to kill him?"

"Of course not, I still want to threaten to win, but it doesn't matter anymore."

"Will he now cooperate with us?"

"What do you mean?" Jiang Ting applied good medicine to all the deeper wounds. Finally, he took medicinal gauze on his forehead and looked at Yan Xi in the mirror with a smile: "He cooperated with people to sell them secretly. Destroying drugs, if you are stabbed out, you will not only end your career, but also go to jail. At the same time, the king of spades will kill him. The roads on both sides are blocked. Is there any other way besides cooperating with us?"

The two of them looked at each other in the mirror, and the warm orange light of the hotel bathroom was reflected in Jiang Ting's eyes, like a soft pearl gleaming with sparkling water. The cold-hearted, tough-style Captain Jiang seemed to be melted from the inside out by something hot, and even the face that rarely showed emotions could not cover the young and soft look between his eyebrows.

"..." Yan Xiu opened his mouth and suddenly took his hand and said: "You kiss me."

"What are you doing?"

"Just kiss me."

Jiang Ting looked back at the bathroom door, leaned over and printed a kiss on the medicinal gauze on Yan Xi's forehead, and whispered, "I can't do this hard next time, in case something happens to you. , You want me to..."

His voice paused and he didn't go on, but Yan Xiu refused to give up, "What do you want?"

Jiang Ting raised his eyebrows silently.

"What do you want? Widowed?" Yan Xi stretched out his hand to pull him into his arms and pressed him against him. He couldn't help but rubbing hard. He exhaled hoarse and hot air, and whispered, "Damn, that surname is Qi. It’s just a big light bulb. If it weren’t for him, I would have been now--"

Jiang Ting couldn't help but laughed, and asked: "Your Firebird is ready?"

"The Firebirds are all J-31. How about you test drive one?"

Boom boom boom!

The door was knocked again, and Yang Mei yelled outside with her throat: "The package is here! ——Jiang, why did it take so long for your medicine? What the **** are you doing with the surname Yan! Don't go too far. !"

Yan Xi was furious: "Your four carats are now three carats!!"

Jiang Ting laughed, picked up the bathrobe and threw it into Yan Xiu's arms. He put up the food instructions and told him not to get excited: "Bring well, go back and try your J31 again..."

Yan Xiu hummed dissatisfiedly, but there was no other way he could put on the bathrobe and went out bitterly.

In just a few hours, Qi Sihao seemed to be ten years old, swallowing the food in his mouth with the same taste, absent-mindedly.

"Team Qi's cell phone rang more than ten times," Yang Mei gestured to the coffee table, "I asked him to pick it up first, but he didn't dare."

Yan Xi drove Yang Mei to the corner of the sofa like a little chicken. He sat down and took the wonton from the hotel to eat, and then scooped it up to feed Jiang Ting. Jiang Ting waved his hand and refused, took a look at his phone, and said, "Normally, the nightclub that caught fire is in the area of ​​the first team. It must be reported to the Qi team."

Speaking, he glanced at Qi Sihao, with a smile in his eyes, "Why don't you pick it up?"

Qi Sihao's mouth squirmed, and finally made a difficult voice: "...Why didn't you die?"

Jiang Ting gently threw the phone back to him, and asked, "If I die, who will save you today?"

Qi Sihao put down his chopsticks and couldn't swallow a mouthful: "Why do you want to save me, what do you want me to do? Say it in advance, I am not the master of this matter, I just got mixed up By the way, just make some extra money, I don’t know if you want to ask more..."

"No one is interested in your bit of trouble. Instead of worrying about being threatened by us, think more about what the king of spades will do next."

"K of spades?" Qi Sihao asked suspiciously.

Yan Xiu and Yang Mei joined hands, thinking that the surname Qi is really a bold person, and even if they don’t know anything, they dare to go into the water to make money...

Jiang Ting pulled out a chair, sat opposite Qi Sihao, and said every word: "The king of spades is a drug dealer."

He paused, then stared at Qi Sihao’s bloodshot and trembling eyes, and slowly shook his head: "No, the drug dealer is not accurate. He is the oldest exporter of new fentanyl compounds in Southeast Asia. The biggest drug lord."

"..." Qi Sihao's lips trembled, and for an unknown period of time, his murmur finally oozes out of the room like ice breaking: "He is not that easy to kill me, it is not that easy... I am the captain of the detachment at any rate. If you don't know it, just...just..."

At this moment, there was a buzzing sound, and it was Qi Sihao's phone that shook again. Jiang Ting picked up the phone and glanced at it, handed it to Qi Sihao, and motioned to him: "Take it, the detachment leader can't disappear for too long."

Qi Sihao actually has a kind of fear and obedience to Jiang Ting that he himself may not be able to find, and when he is at a loss, he subconsciously puts on the call: "Hello?"

"Qi team, all team, oh why do you keep not answering the phone? There will be a fire in Jinhui nightclub. Three men died. The upper branch is asking!"

"Ah," Qi Sihao said dryly, "Three people died."

"There is also Director Liu of our Provincial Notary Office. I heard someone from the branch said that he was burned to death while assisting in fighting the fire. Hey, you said this, this matter-our detachment has just taken the scene It is sealed off, and the branch explained that it will send someone down early in the morning to assist us in investigating the cause of the fire and the hidden fire hazards. I will let you know in a hurry, at 8 o'clock tomorrow morning..."

The voice on the phone continues, but Qi Sihao can't hear anything anymore.

He released his hand, and when there was a cry, the phone that was still on the phone fell on the coffee table and was immediately hung up by Jiang Ting.

The sound stopped abruptly, and the room returned to silence. After a long while, Qi Sihao repeated nervously: "Help in fighting the fire...Help in fighting the fire?!"

"A corpse of high-purity hero|dead in the box on the second floor due to poisoning can "live" and become a hero who sacrificed himself to fight the fire. I think you, the leader of the detachment, "sacrificed heroically during a certain mission. 'It's also feasible. Old Qi," Jiang Ting stretched out his hand and grabbed Qi Sihao's pale and blue face, making him have to look at himself: "Look at me, do you think you, the leader of the detachment, sit more securely than me? I can Become a black policeman who died in fear of crime, why can't you?"

Qi Sihao's distracted eyes finally gradually focused, full of panic and horror; while Jiang Ting's eyes were as calm as ice, piercing deep into his eye sockets, seeming to penetrate his mud-like chaotic brain and dominate him. The last nerve that was not burned.

Qi Sihao finally broke down:

"Why is it me? Why?! I obviously just signed a word and didn't take much money at all--"

"As long as the criterion of the law is violated, there is no difference between one step and 10,000 steps. This is true for criminals, and even more so for the police in charge of law enforcement." Jiang Ting looked at him calmly and said: "You could have enjoyed the excellent old age of retiring as a director, but if you seek skin with a tiger, it will only completely ruin the rest of your life."

"..."

Qi Sihao scratched his trouser legs with both hands, the back of his hands was blue and the nails were all discolored. After several minutes, he finally buried his face in the damp palm, smeared his face like a vent, and raised his head to ask:

"But what else can I do now?"

Jiang Ting looked at Yan Xiu and nodded.

Yan Xi got up and walked into the suite bedroom, listening only to the hotel safe switch. After a short while, he came out and threw a kraft paper portfolio in front of Qi Sihao.

"This bullet rifling data may be one of the important material evidence to bring the king of spades to justice." Jiang Ting knuckles on the portfolio, and said in a deep voice: "I need to know that it comes from Gongzhou. Which police gun."

·

The next day.

"All teams."

"Early for the team!"

……

Qi Sihao's shirt was wrinkled overnight, holding a briefcase tightly, and nodding absently, he quickly got into the detachment captain's office and closed the door with a click.

It wasn't until he entered the office he was familiar with that he seemed to have achieved a sense of emptiness, and he was slightly relieved. Then he put down his bag, just took out a bottle of mineral water from the cabinet to unscrew and drink, and suddenly stopped, and nervously stuffed the bottle of water back into the cabinet.

Will someone be poisoned? he thinks.

After all, this is how Lao Liu who "assisted the fire fighting and sacrifice" died.

When he thought of Lao Liu being murdered, he was standing by his side, Qi Sihao was like an ant on a hot pot, neither standing nor sitting, any movement outside the door made him upset. He even began to regret that he didn't ask for leave today. Instead, he obediently came to the city bureau to work in accordance with the Jiang team-no, Qianjiang team's instructions, and pretended to be nonchalant.

Why didn't the surname Jiang survived? It stands to reason that the drug dealers most want to kill him is obviously.

——From last night to today, Qi Sihao had this idea involuntarily for the 108th time.

jingling bell bell----

Qi Sihao was taken aback. As if looking at the enemy, he saw the phone on his desk, and the red dot on the extension of the "Technical Investigation Team" flashed.

"...Hello?"

"Team Qi, the results of the rifling comparison that you sent early in the morning have come out. Would you like to come over here for technical reconnaissance?"

Qi Sihao couldn't wait to rush into the office of the technical investigation team. When he entered the door, he almost knocked over the teacup of the trainee policeman and was splashed on his shirt by a few drops of hot water. The trainee police immediately exclaimed, and then hurriedly apologized, but Qi Sihao didn't even have the thought of stopping, and hurriedly wiped the water and walked away.

"Why is the team in such a hurry," the technical investigator in the office sat in front of the computer and smiled: "Suddenly compare the rifling of this bullet, is there any case?"

"Oh, old case." Qi Sihao didn't want to say more, waved his hand perfunctorily: "——The result came out? Whose gun is it?"

Technical detective pushed the display at an angle and said, "Look at it for yourself."

Qi Sihao's white face was faintly reflected on the screen. He looked down at ten lines, and his pupils slowly widened.

·

Jiang stopped in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows of the hotel suite, half of his face reflected on the glass. Under his feet is Gongzhou, which is gradually waking up. The central business district is already busy in the early morning, and there is no rising sun in the distant sky, and rolling clouds cover the city's zenith.

"——Yue Guangping?"

On the sofa behind him, Yan Xiu suddenly raised his head.

"...I see." Jiang Ting said succinctly, "Go to work as usual, don't show up, remember to call your wife. I will let Yang Mei drive to pick you up when I get off work."

Jiang Ting hung up the call and turned back: "The gun matched by the warhead rifling was lost at the scene of the action when Yue Guangping took the lead in rescuing'Rivet' and me after the explosion of the plastic factory three years ago." /

Yan Xi raised her eyebrows unexpectedly.

"Missing a gun is a major event. It is reasonable to conduct a detailed investigation. However, Yue Guangping died in the middle of the investigation. It was said that it was a heart attack." Jiang Ting said with a calm expression, "But many high-level officials think there is an extreme The most likely thing is that I killed Yue Guangping."

"...is you?"

Jiang Ting met Yan Xiu's gaze and did not directly answer this question. It's hard to tell from the outside what he was thinking. After a long time, he turned around from the French window and put his hands in the pockets of his trousers. Only a slender figure appeared in the backlight.

He said: "This matter... starts with my being'released' by the K of Spades."