Breaking Through the Clouds: 120.Chapter 120

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The father of the king of spades?

Yan Xiu blurted out: "Caohua A?"

Lu Ju was obviously taken aback: "What A?"

The two looked at each other, Lu Ju's reading glasses shot suspicious eyes, and Yan Xiu realized that - Lu Ju didn't know the nickname of the father of the king of spades.

In other words, the internal public security system knows so little about the king of spades, to the point where they don't even know this detail!

At that moment, Yan Xiu's ears rang what Jiang Ting said casually in Gaorong County Guest House:

"The family of the king of spades is a criminal group. His parents and even his grandfathers are not clean... He was called the king of spades at the southwest border in his early years because his father used to be called the Ace of Spades, which evolved Coming here..."

"What's the matter?" Lu Ju asked, "How do you know his father's code name, listening to Jiang Ting said?"

Yan Xiu's gaffe only appeared for a short while, and then returned to normal, as if the stagnation just now was just an illusion: "Oh, it's not. It's just that I think their group has a king of spades and a square jack , It’s normal to have a plum blossom A on the top, so I guessed randomly."

Lu Ju squinted his originally small eyes, his gaze became sharper and focused, and he stared directly at Yan Xiu's face.

But the latter Ying's tough facial contour did not touch the slightest, and he looked back at Lu Ju calmly.

"..." Finally, Lu Ju nodded his head thoughtfully, and said slowly: "We know very little about the inside story of the K of Spades drug cartel, on the one hand because their home base is in Myanmar, which belongs to the transnational overseas. Drug organization; on the other hand, because of the plastic factory explosion three years ago, we lost a lot of senior police and excellent undercover agents. It is a very sad loss..."

Yan Xi rubbed his nose in silence.

"So, if Jiang Ting has ever mentioned anything related to the King of Spades to you, please report it to our bureau immediately, because it is all very important information and clues, except for him. No one will know anymore." Lu Ju paused and asked meaningfully: "Do you understand?"

Yan Xi raised his eyes and looked directly at Lu Ju.

The eyes of the two collided and exchanged in mid-air, but there was no wave of waves on each other's faces. A few seconds later, Yan Xiu nodded and said, "I understand, Lu Ju."

Lu Ju sighed, leaned back in the chair, took off his reading glasses and wiped it slowly.

"This news from the Ministry of Public Security, I only told Lao Wei, your team, and several deputy directors and political commissars. After you go out, you must also pay attention to confidentiality and discipline. In addition, you are the only one in the public security system with Fang Pian J fought against the police twice, but survived to this day. They may want your life very much. Take care yourself."

Lu Ju waved his hand, palms facing inward, which meant that he could go out.

Yan Xi stood up, but did not leave immediately. His lips moved, and finally couldn't help but ask: "Lu Ju—"

"What?"

"Do you believe Jiang Ting?"

Lu Ju thought for a long time, finally put on reading glasses and looked at him seriously.

"It's useless if you ask me, Yan Xi. I still have the same sentence: We do not believe in others or even ourselves in criminal investigation. Police, police, police first, we only look at the evidence."

Yan Xi was speechless, nodded for a while, turned and left the director's office.

·

The weekly meeting just ended. Ma Xiang took advantage of this gap and flew downstairs to buy a few steamed buns. While gorging himself, he rushed back to the large office of the Criminal Investigation Detachment. He just turned the corridor and hit his head on the head. Yan Xi of the text message, slammed two steps: "Yo, Brother Yan!"

Yan Xi raised his head: "Oh, yes, I am going out for a temporary job today. I won't be here in the afternoon. You can tell the team for me."

He said that he was about to go downstairs while pulling away. Who expected Ma Xiang to fly up and drag him desperately: "What fieldwork? Why don’t you take me out of fieldwork now? Last time you kept up with the last time you brought me. It's Han Xiaomei, how can I not compare to that girl? Am I still your intimate little padded jacket, Brother Yan?!"

It happened that Han Xiaomei came out of the elevator while eating steamed buns. She just ran into the elevator and was so frightened that she stepped back three steps in a row, hurriedly hiding the steamed buns behind her back.

"Go go, don't give it that way, be careful that Consultant Lu comes to beat you." Yan Xiu quickly pushed Ma Xiang away, and then greeted Han Xiaomei: "Give him to me and return to the detachment. I won't be here this afternoon. , Call if you have any problems."

Ma Xiang is sad: "Brother Yan——Don't abandon me, Brother Yan——"

Ma Xiang followed the north wind staggeringly, two tears of wide noodles waved and fluttered behind him, Yan Xi hurriedly went downstairs and ran. It wasn't until the hem of his dark gray windbreaker disappeared at the entrance of the corridor that Ma Xiang suddenly stopped his tears and turned around blankly: "I won't be here this afternoon."

Han Xiaomei: "Huh?! What are you doing?"

"To perform the task jointly with the next-door anti-drug detachment." Ma Xiang calmly said, biting off half of the bun in Han Xiaomei's staring gaze, and bulging into the large office door of the criminal investigation detachment.

·

DiDi——DiDi——

"Hey," Jiang Ting's steady voice came from the phone, with an unnoticeable hoarseness, and asked: "What's the matter?"

That little dumbness made Yan Xiu's heart slightly hot, but he didn't show it, walked through the Jianning City Bureau parking lot, opened the Phaeton car door and sat in, asking: "What are you doing at home?"

From the news over there, Jiang Ting should have stretched a long waist: "Sleep."

"Sleep well. Didn't the doctor say that you should rest more during the last review? It is good for the blood congestion in the brain. Did you exercise today?"

Jiang Ting has been in a coma for too long. It is hard to find that his muscles are not atrophy, and his strength and agility are much lower than before. The doctor’s advice is to recover slowly, do not be impatient, avoid fatigue and strenuous exercise. In this life, it is basically impossible to return to the level before the coma; but Jiang Ting always wants to go to the gym with Yan Xi to concentrate on assaults. Can make excuses not to take him.

After arguing several times, Yan Xiu simply bought a few fitness machines and kept them at home, claiming that he would personally be Jiangting’s personal trainer at a price of tens of thousands of dollars per minute.

"No." Jiang Ting said concisely, "Not energetic."

"Why are you not energetic? Is it because the personal trainer is not at home?" Yan Xiu started the car, and a smile appeared in his eyes unconsciously: "Why don't you get out of bed and go to the pantry, I'm there? I put a good thing for you."

"..." Jiang stopped at the phone and raised his eyebrows silently, and walked into the pantry wearing house slippers: "What?"

"Open the cabinet and take a look."

Jiang Ting opened the cabinet in Yiyan, and was stunned: "Why are you—"

The Phaeton slowly drove out of the city hall, and Yan Xiu's upturned mouth was reflected in the rearview mirror.

The second piece of Lao Tongxing tea cake in the tea box has been taken apart. Fang Fang is lying on the oil paper, as if afraid that he won't be favored, he was pryed off by Yan Xiu with a knife. Every grain of residual tea scattered around clearly shows this point: even if it is repackaged, it has no collection value at all.

"I wanted to boil tea eggs that day, so I accidentally opened this package." Yan Xiu explained with a smile, "If you open it, you can open it. Tea is for people to drink. It's worth not to drink. Throw it in the cabinet all day long, hoping that the tea cakes will not make it?"

There was a moment of silence on the phone before Jiang Ting heard a dumbfounded sigh: "You are really..."

Yan Xiu also laughed.

None of them spoke. Both ends of the call only heard each other's breathing. After a long while, Yan Yan said "Hey": "Jiang Stop."

"Huh?"

"Don't go back to Gongzhou in the future, come to Jianning?"

"..."

"Get a job at the police academy. It's okay to help the city bureau to see the scene and run errands. Marriage in different places is difficult to maintain. Jianning has high wages and low prices, and warm and humid air is good, don't you think?"

Jiang Ting whispered: "Yes."

"Take the time to go abroad to have a wedding banquet, and invite all of our family, how about you?"

Jiang Ting laughed: "Why do you talk so much today."

Yan Xi insisted: "Can you do it, eh? What can I say to you?"

"Finally...have a full banquet for Manchu and Han Chinese, whatever you want."

"Then you agreed, I remembered it."

"Yeah, I agreed." Then Jiang Ting suddenly remembered something, and suddenly added: "--but you can't open the third tea cake! Just keep them for the little tea cakes. Well, I really don’t drink this stuff anymore!"

Yan Xiu smiled and said: "It's just you."

The turn signal made a slight ticking sound, and Yan Xi held the steering wheel with both hands, and his eyes showed the queues of cars driving towards the viaduct in front of him. Farther away, the sky was gray, the clouds were vast, and the wind blew a whistle and poured into the car through the window.

"Where are you going?" Jiang Ting asked.

"Go to the scene, it's a bit far from the city. I may not be able to come back tonight."

"..."

"May be busy until tomorrow morning, oh, it's really annoying." Yan Xiu paused, swallowed, and said: "——Eat well, I'll call you in the evening, huh?"

Jiang Ting nodded silently, and said softly, "Okay."

The turn signal was still ticking, and Yan Xi hung up the phone. The smile in his eyes that he didn't even realize hadn't completely faded. A ribbon of sore cold filled his heart, as if the whole person was hung in the air on a cliff. There is no way to reach the world or the ground, only the wind seeps into the limbs from the soles of the feet.

The sound of horns, noises, engine starting and brakes outside the car windows suddenly became very distant, and Yan Xi's dark and unidentified profile was reflected in the side-view mirror. After a while, he finally opened the car’s Bluetooth address book and dialed another number gently——

"Hello, Team Yan? Hello?"

"Old Qi." Yan Xiu's eyes were gloomy and said, "I'm on my way to Gongzhou. I will let you know when I get there. See you at the gate of Yazhiyuan Community."

·

Jianning City Detention Center.

The sound of iron fetters came from far away from the end of the cold promenade. The long-awaited Ma Xiang and several other anti-drug detachment criminals took a few steps forward at the same time, and was embarrassedly stopped by the guards: "That..."

"Understand," Ma Xiang touched a cigarette, and the other party cast a helpless look at him.

The city bureau sends people to mention people twice in three days, but any criminal police with a little qualification will run back and forth several times a week when there are many cases. Emergency interrogation in the late night or early morning is commonplace, and they are familiar with the prison guards in the detention center. Up.

But now this situation is different from the past. According to discipline, they shouldn't be here--

The detention center reported upward that Qin Chuan had important clues that he wanted to explain. After research by his superiors, he decided to transfer to the provincial government today.

The sound of metal crashing was getting closer, and a shaking figure suddenly appeared in front of the window at the far end of the promenade. Qin Chuan was held by two prison guards and slowly walked towards the door.

"It's Team Qin..."

"Brother Qin!"

Qin Chuan didn't seem to expect anyone to come, so he was stunned for a while, but his steps didn't stop.

Ma Xiang frankly met his gaze, his tongue filled with bitterness, but he forced himself to swallow it back. The brothers of the anti-drug detachment beside him were holding back heavy breathing. Only a little policeman who had just been turned into the right by Qin Chuan not long ago couldn't help it. Regardless of the guards, he took a half step forward impulsively: "Qin team, you Are you wronged in the end! Talk to me!"

As soon as he said this, someone couldn't help it again: "Yes, Team Qin, I don't believe you would do such a thing!"

"You must have been wronged, haven't you?!"

"Hurry up and tell us if it's right!"

……

Qin Chuan retracted his gaze and passed through the surroundings of these people. Not far from the gate of the detention center, a van painted with "Jianning City Detention Center" on a white background and blue characters stopped at the bottom of the steps. Policemen with live ammunition were waiting in front of the open rear door.

Ma Xiang finally couldn't help but hoarsely said: "Brother Qin..."

Qin Chuan paused for a while, turned around and smiled: "No."

Everyone was startled.

Qin Chuan walked down the steps, and several people watched him pass by, close and far. Just now the little brother who just graduated was flushed with red face and was trembling all over. Ma Xiang stretched out his hand and did not hold it, he suddenly strode down the steps: "Don't be like this Qin team! I don't believe it! I beg you to tell. I, you were wronged, we must help you reverse the case, we must—"

A few people huffed and rushed down the steps, and even the prison guards didn’t expect to say: "Quickly come back!" "What's the matter, you guys, hello!"

"Brother Qin!"

"Go back!" Qin Chuan suddenly turned back and shouted.

The sizzling cold wind swept across the sand, and several drug police officers were stubborn and desperate. Qin Chuan stared at them for a moment, and finally shook his head and exhaled, and said, "There is no grievance. I did everything. It's just that the time has come and I was caught out. I often walk by the river where there are no wet shoes. I am now The last thing I want to see is your silly faces, understand? It's all for money! Nothing else! Go back!"

"But..."

"Would you like me to repeat the statement to you now?!"

The prison guard kept making gestures, pulling and pulling to push them back, but there were still two or three people who didn't want to go away with tears.

"I said I don't want to see you!" Qin Chuan was merciless and impatient: "Go away! Get away!"

Several people were finally dragged back on the steps in twos and threes. The little policeman cried bitterly, and was pressed on his shoulders by Ma Xiang, his muffled voice was sour in every word: "Listen to me, you have to really want to Brother Qin is good, so I persuaded him to cooperate more and try his best, either...or..."

Also fight to avoid death.

The cry of the little policeman filled the eardrums, drowning the last half of the unspeakable words.

Qin Chuan turned his head indifferently, before glancing back, bent over and got into the back of the police car. On the contrary, the two prison guards looked at a few grief-stricken anti-narcotics police officers not far away, with a look of intolerance on their faces, and when they looked at Qin Chuan with a vague anger.

Kang Dang! The door closed and started slowly.

"Hey," Qin Chuan glanced at the guards left and right, and seemed to find it interesting.

The prison guard clenched his teeth and no one paid him any attention.

"Your management is too loose, are they coming in as soon as they want to come in?"

No one answered yet.

"What can I say, have the **** procedures and regulations been achieved? Here, you," Qin Chuan raised his chin to the prison guard sitting on his right hand: "Have you put on your body armor?"

The prison guard named by him was younger and finally couldn't help it: "Are you **** blind? Why are you asking so much?"

Qin Chuan didn't care: "It's just a reminder."

He moved his lower cervical spine and shoulders, which seemed very leisurely. However, he was quiet for less than half a minute, and suddenly something happened again: "Hey, I'm so sorry. Can you do me a favor?"

The young prison guard was about to have an attack, and was restrained by the older one, and asked neither humble nor arrogant: "What do you want to do?"

"Help me take off my glasses." Qin Chuan smiled, sincerely said: "It's not very comfortable to wear it always."

The police car started up in front of the detention center building, and the tires were crushing on the sand. The narcotics officers who came to see off all raised their heads, their eyes were red, and the rear of the car drove toward the road under their painful eyes.

Not far from both sides of the road, locust trees cast dense shade, and a few ordinary cars parked on the side of the road.

At this moment, Ma Xiang's eyelids jumped suddenly--

The world seemed to stand still for half a second.

Boom——! !

There was no warning at all. Several cars exploded at the same time, and the entire police car was overturned in an instant!

A few people on the steps rushed out and hit the wall. The sound of sirens, shouts, and glass cracking was like boiling hot soup, and the whole world was instantly splashed. For several seconds, Ma Xiang couldn't hear anything. His eyes turned black, and his hands and feet became soft when he got up from the ground, and then he conditioned his reflex to touch his lower back.

—No gun.

"...Fuck!!" Ma Xiang squeezed out hoarsely, suddenly heard the sound of engines from far and near, and subconsciously raised his head--

His pupils shrank instantly and he screamed: "Brother Qin!! Don't!!"