Breaking Through the Clouds: 138.Chapter 138

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Yaoshan leapt to the top, Yunzhongzhai.

The bonfire in front of the house was blazing in the night, and the whole roasted lamb was turned over, and oil beads fell into the fire.

The main hall was full of alcohol, and people were sitting around the large round tables, but at this time they all fell down in a hurry. Even if there are still people who haven't completely lost consciousness, they are still leaning against the wall with their faces drooling and dazed, their faces full of greed and contentment like climbing in a fairyland.

There is an unspeakable smell in the room. If someone has ever smelled it, they should be able to immediately realize that this is the unique smell of Da|Ma.

"Our boss Wang said, the goods are good, he personally took people up the mountain to pick them up as agreed, no problem!" A lean and lean Mediterranean old man put his chopsticks on the table and laughed: "But I also want to ask, where are we going to pick up the goods? The local area will soon be covered by heavy snow, and we are not familiar with this place..."

Ajie drank a sip and said lightly: "It doesn't matter if you are unfamiliar, when Wang Pengfei is up the mountain, we will send someone down to pick him up into the village. After that, we will go to the underground factory together."

"Hey, that's what I said, but this deep mountain and old forest—"

"You have been working under Wang Pengfei for several years, Lao Cai. The surname Wang knows how to deal with us, so don't worry about your boss too much."

"Uh..."

Mediterranean, known as Lao Cai, didn't find out, not reconciled, and glanced not far away.

In the clearing outside the hall, the king of spades turned his back to him and was chatting with a young man next to him with his head slightly tilted. They stood very close to the campfire, and the light of the jumping fire reflected on the young man's side face, reflecting the straight bridge of the nose, and the pupils of their eyes were shining.

In such a noisy environment, I couldn't hear what they were talking about. I saw the young man answering a few words from time to time, with a gentle and calm attitude, and the conversation could be regarded as a lively exchange. The king of spades seemed very happy, turned his head and smiled and said a few words, the young man also showed a slight smile.

Suddenly the king of spades turned his head back here as if he was aware of something.

Lao Cai immediately lowered his gaze cautiously.

When he raised his head again, he saw that the king of spades had left with the wine, leaving the young man standing by the campfire.

Lao Cai went to the bathroom behind the house under the pretext of letting the water out, and jumped out through the window while no one was paying attention, and came to the front yard by night|cat waist. The young man was still standing still, stretched out a pair of slender hands and slowly roasted over the fire, Lao Cai walked over slowly, looking around, and when he came closer, his body shrank, and most of him was hidden under the shadow of the eaves. , Coughed and laughed: "Where is the fire?"

Jiang Ting didn't say a word, his face was reddened by the bonfire, and it took a long time to say: "The sky is cold and the earth is freezing, let the fire drive away the cold."

Lao Cai sighed persuasively: "Winter is here, can spring be far behind?"

"Where does spring come in the cold winter of the twelfth lunar month."

What else did Lao Cai want to say. At this moment, the guard at the front yard probably wanted to release the water, and took a few steps far away.

"You are too courageous!" Jiang Ting's attitude changed abruptly, without turning his head, he lowered his voice and reprimanded: "Wang Pengfei is not a fool, if something happens, you will be killed by both the buyer and the seller! Who asked you to come?"

Lao Cai's eyes are constantly swimming around vigilantly: "It's okay, the surname Wang trusts me for the time being. Liu Ting is very anxious to ask why there is no news back from Myanmar?"

Jiang Ting's throat slid up and down.

"...their people are dead."

Lao Cai's pupils trembled slightly, and he said "Ah" after two seconds, "It's...very good, and I am not guilty."

Speaking, he woke up his nose under the guise: "By the way, you really have no clue about the factory address?"

Jiang Ting shook his head, his movements were very slight, but Lao Cai could see the solemnity of his eyes, "A few days ago, I was too anxious and did one thing wrong. They now guard me very well. But'he 'Every time you take people out and add back, it takes about six hours. Counting the inspection, footwork, and picking up, the factory should be within 60 to 80 kilometers nearby."

Lao Cai frowned and asked: "Can't reduce the scope?"

"..." Jiang Ting exhaled and said, "I will try again."

Judging from his reaction, Lao Cai knew that this request might be difficult for others. But before he was in danger, the Lu Bureau of Jianning City had a talk with him, and specifically mentioned one point--Jiang Ting, as long as he really wanted to do anything, he would desperately think of a way to do it.

Lao Cai's eyes turned to his heart, and he sighed softly: "By the way, Lu let me tell you that you're good at home."

Sure enough, Jiang Ting immediately responded: "Okay?"

In fact, Lao Cai was just following Lu Ju’s instructions to talk nonsense. She was in a hurry and couldn't make up a good way. He simply rolled up his arms and showed off his muscles: "Hey, I can eat and sleep. , The body is so good to eat. Lu let me tell you to work with peace of mind, don’t worry!"

This was quite clumsy, but to his surprise, Jiang Ting believed it, and the corners of his lips, which were chapped in the cold wind, curled up, and he said seriously with a smile.

Lao Cai felt a little ashamed.

But if you do their job, you are ashamed that you can't eat it as a meal. It's true that you climb up the bar. Lao Cai gritted his teeth and hurriedly hit the iron while it was hot: "So you pay attention and bother. You listen to me, if you can determine where the underground factory storing bulk goods is—"

At this moment, Jiang Ting's expression changed a little when he saw something out of the corner of his eye.

There is a corridor corner not far behind Lao Cai, which has been blocked during the day, and it is a dead end. But now there were footsteps gently coming out from behind, and at the same time that Lao Cai's voice sounded, the footsteps stopped abruptly.

Half a figure appeared behind the wall, cast on the ground by moonlight, like a ghost with its upper body poking out of the darkness.

"If we can determine where the underground factory for storing bulk goods is—"

Jiang Ting lifted his eyes between the sparks and fire, facing Lao Cai's gaze, making a silent mouth shape.

"——I, we," Lao Cai saw what the mouth shape meant, and immediately a rush of hot blood rushed to the top of his head, and then instantly turned into bone-piercing ice, from the scalp to the eardrums, and it exploded from the scalp to the eardrum. Up!

"We," he couldn't hear what he was talking about. Over the years, countless knife-point walks saved him:

"Our boss will never treat you badly. It's easy to say how much thank you fee is, or we will draw this number for you after the transaction is completed!"

The horrible silence enveloped everything.

"..." Jiang Ting stared at Lao Cai closely, as if he was unaware of the people slowly pacing out not far away, and sneered mockingly: "Thank you for the fee."

Lao Cai didn't dare to move, let alone turn his head, looking straight forward at him.

"I stay here with peace of mind. I can get business for as much money as I want. Let Wang Pengfei tell me what can he give me? Just do business well. It will snow in a while. Everyone will finish things earlier and get back earlier. Home, the proliferation of branches is not good for both of us, understand?"

Lao Cai's forehead rolled down in cold sweat, and Jiang Ting was still on the fire with one hand, and the other waved impatiently:

"Tell your boss, if you don’t want to be on the stage, save a little bit, get out of here!"

The bonfire was swaying, and the noise of the banquet in the hall came from afar, and there was no movement behind him.

Lao Cai stepped back two steps, his calf in his trousers was shaking, and he swallowed fiercely:

"You...you don't know good or bad, just wait and see!"

Jiang paused, and Old Cai strode away angrily.

Quiet was restored outside the hall. Jiang remained silent, still standing by the campfire and roasting his hands. After the corner of the corridor, that half of the figure did not move as if solidified, and after a full cigarette time, it finally heard the sound of the sound, and stepped on the gravel branches and walked to the front.

Jiang Ting turned his head, only to see that Shao was scented with alcohol, and smiled against the flames: "You haven't left yet?"

I don't know if it is an illusion, this tone always gives people an indescribable subtlety. Jiang Ting smiled and did not speak. He only heard him ask: "I saw someone passing by here just now, who is it?"

"Oh, the surname is Cai."

"What is he doing?"

Jiang Ting didn't say a word, and met Wen Shao's gaze, and after a leisurely roasting, he smiled and asked: "I told you, what if I also eat and hang up."

Wen Shao said: "Why then? You think about it."

"Small things, and they have been handled, forget it."

Wen Shao remained unmoved and looked at him with a slight smile.

"...You have to break the casserole to the end." Jiang Ting finally reluctantly compromised, "He came to find out where we are hiding the big goods, and said that Wang Pengfei is willing to give me a thank you fee. I have already sent him away. , Now you look like you want to kill or slash, whatever you want."

The smile in Wen Shao's eyes finally had some real meaning, and he shook his head and sighed: "Wang Pengfei has not been authentic enough to do things. I have long discovered it. The surnamed Cai chased Ajie to ask where the factory is just now. , But I touched a soft nail. I guess it’s because you’re ready to talk and come over to hit a hard nail."

Jiang Ting asked casually: "Do you still do business then?"

"Do."

Jiang Ting glanced at him.

"What?" Wen Shao asked.

"You can take this kind of risk. Don't you be afraid of being taken cold by the surname Wang?"

"Any serious people in this business are not all cows, ghosts and snake gods." Wen Shao laughed, seeming not to care about scolding himself at all, and added the sentence pretentiously: "Don't say it's the buyer's slippery head. , Even if the police catch up with the smell, this business must be done correctly."

Jiang Ting paused unexpectedly: "...Is this batch of blue goods so big?"

This batch of "blue gold" was originally Wu Tun's. After mastering the simplified synthesis procedure, he opened up an underground factory in the depths of Yaoshan Mountain, carrying the king of spades on his back to mass-produce new fentanyl compounds, and then relative Low prices are sold to Southwest, Myanmar, and Laos. Due to its remoteness and limited conditions, the output of this underground factory is not very high. Compared with the Golden Triangle region of the last century and the current northeastern Myanmar, it is quite insignificant.

But the king of spades came in personally, not the goods themselves, but what is more important than the blue goods-simplifying the synthetic formula.

He took a group of people in this village deep in the mountains and forests for so long, and he must have figured out the formula and production process in the underground factory. If the remaining batch of blue gold in stock is not much, it can actually be sold out at will, and it is understandable that it can even be destroyed on the spot.

"—It's quite big." Wen Shao said casually, "You have to hurry up to sell, otherwise it will be a pity."

What kind of unimaginable huge amount of drugs did the king of spades feel that it was a pity that they were destroyed?

Under the light of the fire, Jiang Ting's eyes were dark and dark.

Suddenly the king of spades changed his tone: "But don't worry."

"...?"

Jiang Ting raised his head on the fire, and suddenly his left hand was held.

The shimmering light in the eyes of the King of Spades is gentle and deep. Although he doesn't have this feeling at all, he at least imitates it very much:

"Even if I run into the police, I won't let you do anything. As you said, we will be together even if we die in this life."

Even if we die, we must die together.

——However, under the dark and cold water, another person came up against the current, pulled the car door hard, holding the last breath of oxygen, grabbing his hand and dragging it toward the brighter and brighter surface of the river;

On the rainstorm mountain road, G65 crashed into the mountain wall in a frantic tail swing. He clenched his knees and hands on the broken glass and climbed to the side of the police car, dragging the man out of the distorted cab;

A long time ago, the man was covered with dust and blood, and the palm of his right hand was still carrying the blood drawn from the bottom of the wine bottle. Standing in the crowd and the flashing lights, he was full of fierce sharpness. Facing him in the command car.

There has never been a promise of life and death between them. It may be that because of this, the story will not end up with old age.

Jiang Ting met the gaze of the king of spades and smiled slowly. He did not withdraw his held hand. He just stood here, raised his head from the same angle, and saw Lao Cai exaggeratedly clenching his fist and bending his arm, and said in a loud voice, "You can eat and sleep! Lu Ju" Having said that, your'home' is pretty good!"

The smile in Jiang Ting's eyes became clearer.

With such a smile, he also looked at the king of spades, and replied: "—Okay."

·

A few days later, early in the morning.

The tattered Wuhong Lingguang jumped on the mountain road, through the rugged woods and overgrown barren slopes, and finally climbed up the mound with great effort, extinguishing the fire with a bang.

"It's here!" The old policeman of the Shanxia Police Station is a part-time worker. His main job throughout the year is actually farming. When he speaks, he spit out a strong local flavor: "Get off here and go forward, at the back of Eight|Nine Mile Road. It’s the home village. This road is easy and effortless! Just a few slopes, a river, and your boy and girl will be there in half an hour!"

On the back seat, Ma Xiang's mouth twitched and looked at Han Xiaomei, who spread his hands innocently.

Both of them are dressed as migrant workers who returned to visit relatives in the 1990s. The two-dimensional boy Ma Xiang wore Beijing brand watches and mud-filled artificial leather shoes. The rot house girl Han Xiaomei had a print on her shoulder. LV veteran also hung a stall bag with Chanel LOGO, and both of them were hung on their necks with gold chains that might fade if they touched water. Han Xiaomei is obviously not quite used to her new necklace. She has reached into her collar and scratched it several times, and now her five fingers are a little yellow.

"I said Team Yan," Han Xiaomei asked bitterly, "Can we have a gold-plated one in our game next time? Or else buy a stainless steel and white gold? It's OK. Lu said that we're latent this time and count as 3A. Level-level key actions, equipment can’t be scribbled like this. Looking back to register to see if medical expenses for skin allergies can really be reimbursed?"

"The people in the mountains don't recognize platinum. You came from the county to buy medicinal materials. The more gold you have, the better." Yan Xiu turned his head from the driver's seat and said hoarsely: "Ma Xiang, your accent is very wrong so far. Try not to open your mouth when you are inquiring about the news. I have taught Lao Zhang how to talk to people in the village. You two will follow, listen and observe more. Once you find clues about the presence of drug dealers in the nearby mountainous areas, you should return immediately. Report here, I will wait for you in the car."

Ma Xiang and Han Xiaomei listened and nodded, Yan Xiu turned to the old policeman surnamed Zhang, politely: "My two disciples will be handed over to you. Be careful, don't expose, pay attention to safety. "

Lao Zhang has never seen a bigger leader than the police chief in his life, but in the past few days he has met with all the officials from the provincial government to the city bureau. He was very panicked and waved his hands after hearing this." Don’t dare! Don’t dare!"

Yan Xi reluctantly pulled the muscles at the corners of his mouth.