Breaking Through the Clouds: 139.Chapter 139

lnmao.org, the fastest update to the latest chapter of Poyun!

Looking down from the hillside, across the gray-green woods and icy streams in winter, villages and cooking smoke can be faintly seen in the distance-that is the old village that Lao Zhang said in the mouth, and it is also the police station in the surrounding area. The last high-risk village that can be sneaked into.

In the past half month, the investigation team led by the Provincial Public Security Department, implemented by the Jianning Public Security Bureau, and coordinated by the public security agencies in the counties near Yaoshan has dispatched several groups of people into the mountain and scattered in various villages. They traced the traces and visited them one by one, trying to get clues from the local people on the presence of suspicious persons.

Mopai visits are one of the most boring and most important methods of criminal investigations. A large number of police forces are scattered in hundreds of villages scattered in the mountains. They carry out mechanical trekking and questioning every day, and at the same time, in order to avoid causing secret piles of drug dealers. Note that all motor vehicles are not allowed to enter the key areas, and all travel is on foot.

But what makes everyone more anxious is that the search for underground drug factories has never made any progress.

A few days ago, the informant under the Public Security Department of S Province, who was also a representative of Wang Pengfei, who was also a buyer and drug dealer, "Lao Cai", sent back a precious clue from the drug den on the mountain: the transaction will be carried out in an underground factory. The factory address is within 60 to 80 kilometers around Yunzhongzhai. At this time, the range of a needle-in-the-haystack was included in the definable area, but the time became tighter and it was too late to search overnight.

Fortunately, yesterday amidst the anxieties of leaders at all levels, Lao Cai once again reported the last heaviest piece of information-Jiang Ting extracted a small bag of dirt from the gap in the tyre of the K of Spades. sample.

This bag of samples was urgently sent to the Forestry Research Institute for analysis. The trace inspection results showed different levels of soil and leaf quality, indicating that the vehicle had repeatedly driven into a swampy area in the past half month. In the redwood forest.

It is close to the swamp terrain, the redwood forest, and the surrounding area of ​​Yunzhongzhai is 60 to 80 kilometers. The combination of topographical elements allowed the task force to successfully delineate the final area of ​​the crime. The neighborhood that is most likely to provide a foothold and transit point for drug dealers is this village called Laojia Village.

Yan Xiu personally took over the task of investigating this high-risk village.

Yan Xi finally checked the communication equipment for everyone before letting them go. Lao Zhang led Ma Xiang and Han Xiaomei into the jungle along the steep slope. Yan Xiu stood by the car and watched them until the three swaying figures had completely turned into black dots as big as soybeans.

There were two chuckles in the vehicle communication, and the voice of the Deputy Bureau Wei came out: "Reporting situation outside the home village, reporting situation outside the home village. Have you reached the transfer point? Please reply, please reply!"

Yan Xi took off the walkie-talkie: "I've heard it. The two cubs and Lao Zhang have already set off. Please feel free to contact me if you have any situation."

Deputy Wei Wei said angrily: "Go ahead, move faster! Pay attention to concealment!"

Yan Xi agreed and threw the walkie-talkie back into the car.

The village is surrounded by mountains, and when you look around, you can see the mountains and rocks, like the Taoyuan of Shu, which was said to have been isolated from the world in ancient times.

However, everyone knows at this moment how many earth-shattering crimes and life-and-death crises are hidden in this "Taoyuan".

Before Yan Xiu left Jianning, he was obstructed by almost everyone. Even Juju Lu had talked to him a few times, trying to persuade him to withdraw from this large-scale anti-drug operation-others didn't know, Juju Lu knew very well. What was his motivation for desperately trying to go to the front line, he simply made it clear: Jiang Ting gave his life to embark on this road with almost no return, not only for revenge, but also for the people he loves to be able to Sit back and relax in the back. If something happened to Yan Xiu on the front line, how did the organization talk to Jiang Ting?

Sorry, you lay in wait for your life in the enemy's side. We sent your subject to the front and killed him in the rear?

What's more, Yan Xiu is the only son of his family. Don't look at the Yan family's usual attitude that I donated this waste wood son to the country, but if there is any accident, his father will not be able to rush in with the rope. Go to the provincial party committee door to hang yourself?

Not only did Lu Ju persuade him, but even Liu Ting called to persuade him. Several people took turns bombing, but Yan Xi was like a stone, and he couldn't turn his head back. At the end of the fight, Ms. Zeng Cuicui came forward and gave a final word: "There is only a thousand days to be a thief, but a thousand days to defend against thieves. Since you said that a drug dealer wants to kill him, let Yan Xiu start to force the drug dealer to kill. Are you finished?"

"Let him go," Ms. Zeng Cuicui said to Liu Ting, "No matter how good my son is, he won't be scared to hide at home by criminal traffickers. He is not that wasteful!"

Speaking of this point, Yan Xiu was finally allowed to keep up with the first police car that drove from Jianning to Yaoshan.

Yan Xi looked around the mountains, stern and silent, and didn't even hear the sound of birds. He lit a cigarette, looked at the snow-clouded peak in the distance, and squinted his eyes——

Regardless of whether the front is smashed or not, one step is taken and the body will be broken to pieces; all sin and hatred will end in your hands.

I'm here to pick you up, Jiang Ting.

·

"Fifty dollars, fifty dollars will be taken away... If it is not in the middle, the people from the county will collect fifty-five! You will be sold at fifty for the Chinese New Year, and I will go up the mountain to collect wood in the coming year..."

"If you don't sell, you won't sell! Fifty misses!" Lao Zhang put his hands in his sleeves and greeted Ma Xiang angrily: "If you don't buy with them, let's go!"

Ma Xiang stepped on his faux leather shoes that creaked as soon as he walked, Han Xiaomei carried her small leather bag co-produced by LV Chanel, and followed Lao Zhang out of the courtyard amidst the anger of the villagers. The big white goose somersault.

"Come back! Come back!" The villagers really changed their minds: "Forty-eight is forty-eight! Oh! How expensive is this mushroom to store!"

Lao Zhang glanced at him and saw Ma Xiangwei nodding his head invisibly, so he turned around from Shanruliu, and went back to pay for the villager's grumble complaint in dialect.

"You lied to me, how can someone from the county charge fifty-five? Someone can come from your place?"

"How can there be no one? How can there be no one?"

Old Zhang spit on the bill and counted the bills: "When will things happen?"

"Just two months ago!"

Han Xiaomei pretended to slip out of the door unintentionally under the cover of Ma Xiang, and walked around the yard twice, hiding the big white geese, and leaning on the back window to look in. Lao Zhang blocked the uncle in the front room, and he seemed to be involuntarily inquiring: "You can still have someone here? I think it's very cold, no one wants anything!"

"You bullshit!" The uncle was anxious, and a string of dialects popped out. Ma Xiang was so confused that he had to stand on the side and pretend to be a high-cold boss, and saw Lao Zhang nodding his head while listening and sneer again. Motivated him a few words.

After a while, Han Xiaomei slipped back, rubbing her hands with gray, and shook her head at Ma Xiang.

"Let's go!" Lao Zhang no longer entangled, pointing to the dark and invisible mountain fungus in the corner and said: "Come and get it this afternoon, and wrap it for me!"

The villagers made a deal, but they were too happy, so they agreed.

"I don't know about this." After he left the courtyard, Lao Zhang finally explained to Ma Xiang what the dialect dialogue meant: "As the first two said, people often come to them to collect mountain products and wood. But after the winter, no outsiders will come over. He hasn't seen a stranger's face in the village in the past two months, let alone a suspicious track, and there is no clue."

"Where are the villagers who went into the mountain to collect medicine? Have you seen the traces of vehicles driving nearby?"

Lao Zhang shook his head and pointed to the towering mountains behind the village: "It's cold, and they won't go into the mountains anymore! Otherwise, they will be in danger!"

Ma Xiang was a little helpless, and asked Han Xiaomei: "How are you?"

"There are no passages, equipment or closed rooms near the back room. The only means of transportation is a tricycle. There are no other motor vehicles, and there are no suspicious facilities such as ventilation equipment or cement pools." Compared with Lao Zhang, Han Xiaomei's report is more professional. A lot of neatness: "In short, it seems that this family has little doubt at the moment."

Ma Xiang nodded.

"Hey," Lao Zhang couldn't help but ask: "How can the police in your city tell at a glance whether this house is suspicious?"

"A family does not produce drugs, and an experienced person can tell at a glance. Needless to say, the kind of big|hemp roll opium, for chemical compounds, even the simplest'kitchen drug' ice|toxin, All need self-made reactors, filter tubes, dehydrators and other equipment, and in order to deodorize and discharge waste, as well as explosion prevention and fire prevention, strong ventilation facilities and cement reservoirs are indispensable, otherwise ammonia chlorine | smell can waft far away. For example, when the anti-drug detachment of our bureau handles a case, it regularly tracks the product flow of some specific equipment suppliers. This is still our Qin—"

Ma Xiang paused in his explanation, did not speak for two seconds, and then smiled: "In short, if you don't know what you can do, you can't escape as long as you get poisoned."

Old Zhang nodded enviously, seemingly understanding, "You really understand."

"Hey, is there someone on the east side of this village?" Han Xiaomei deliberately changed the subject and smiled: "Come on, let's go over there and ask!" He winked at Lao Zhang. , Quicken the pace and move forward.

Ma Xiang raised his hand and pressed his eyebrows. With the tingling pain, he suppressed the sorrow and grief in his heart, and cheered up and followed.

·

The mountain stream is two kilometers east of the back mountain in the old village.

A steep mountain wall separates the village from the mountain road, and the top boulder resembles a chess board, standing under the sky. Layers of dense forests of gray and withered yellow cover most of the sky in sight, only birds passing by in flocks, and then disappearing into the forest.

"Tomorrow Wang Pengfei will take the people up the mountain, let them follow the route we just drove, all the way to the Chess Peak, and change two groups of people on the road to pick them up." Jiang stopped using the red pen and remarked on the map. Draw a thin line, and click: "Calculated based on Wang Pengfei's speed of carriages and horses, they should be at this position at nine o'clock at the latest, so the first group of people started to wait at this position at 8:30." /

The two bodyguards on the side surrounded each other, staring at the map in Jiang Ting’s hands, and saw his pen tip move up the route:

"Wang Pengfei is not an honest person. In order to prevent him from doing anything on the road, the first batch of people who picked him up were all brothers who did not know where the transaction was and had never entered the factory. I will bring this group of people. After Yunzhongzhai, the second group of people replaced the first group and continued to lead the way. According to Wen Shao, the second group of brothers was brought by Qin Chuan."

Jiang Ting's red pen repainted a circle on a certain location on the map.

"After Qin Chuan leads the second batch of brothers to pick up Wang Pengfei, Wen Shao will send him the latitude and longitude of the trading place, which should be near the factory. At that time, first check the deposit with Wang Pengfei. If there is no problem, follow the normal rules. The route will lead him. Any questions?"

Both people indicated no.

Jiang Ting raised his eyebrows inquiries, and saw a towering ancient tree on the edge of the cliff. The bodyguard leader who was nicknamed "Ghost Sees Sorrow" and whose real name was Gong Achi on the wanted order also shook his head silently.

"Okay, that's it for the time being. Tell your boss." Jiang Ting put away the map and said briefly: "Go back."

He turned and walked up the mountain, Gong Achi winked, and two of his men immediately followed.

In the past few days, no matter where Jiang Ting went, Gong Achi followed every step of the way, and even stayed outside the pit when he went to the toilet—this should be the instruction of the king of spades, and Ajie probably told a few secretly. all over.

But Jiang Ting is the kind of person who doesn’t show up on his face no matter how stressful the environment is. He should eat and sleep, and occasionally the king of spades will confess what he does, and he will not hesitate to bring Gong Ah with him. Chi, the restroom in the wild mountains and ridges also generously releases water in front of the other person, and there is a strange sense of harmony.

"I just reported to the boss, and the boss agrees to your plan." Gong Achi stepped forward and helped Jiang to pass a thick bush, and said respectfully and coldly: "Also, the boss let Let's go to the'transfer station' to take a rest, and we may have to pick up a batch of goods later."

Receiving goods?

Jiang Ting said unexpectedly: "Let me?"

——The attitude of the king of spades to Jiang Ting is quite complicated. On the one hand, the task of preparing personnel will be entrusted to him, and on the other hand, he has never been allowed to directly contact any "white goods" or "blue goods". "Even the chemical raw materials were completely excluded from Jiang Ting's sight. It's never happened before receiving goods like this directly to him.

Gong Achi didn't understand either, and only emphasized his tone: "Yes, that's what the boss said."

Jiang Ting nodded without saying a word, so he was helped to cross the thorn bushes before he raised his chin forward: "Let's go then."

Gong Achi waved back and whispered to Ma Tsai: "Go to his home village."

The jeep drove all the way over the peak of the chess game, through the bumpy dirt road, and the distant and sparse villages under the hillside were almost in sight. Gong Achi is more sophisticated. He asked his subordinates to park a few hundred meters from the village head, and then he helped Jiang Ting walk to their usual "transfer station"-a three-story residential building at the east end of the village. .

Jiang Ting was here for the first time. Gong Achi motioned to him to stand outside the backyard and waited, then went in and knocked on the door. After a while, a woman with a big waist and a round waist hurriedly walked out of the stove, went through the backyard to open the door, and looked at Jiang Ting's head with a puzzled expression.

"@#￥%#!..." Gong Achi murmured a few words in dialect, scared the woman and nodded again and again, and immediately rushed to the river respectfully and gestured to invite him in.

Jiang Ting was so used to being treated like this, without a trace of expression on his face, leading someone straight into the backyard.

The woman led the way and entered the back room of the concrete building through the small door of the stove. It is a small hall, standard small town self-built house decoration, there are eight immortals table and sofa chairs, but the windows are bright and clean; a few wooden boxes are placed against the wall, and each box is scribbled with a marker A triangle sign—Jiang Ting recognized what it was at a glance.

ice|poison.

"Is it safe here?" Jiang Ting casually sat on the sofa, took the hot water poured by Ma Zi, and asked casually.

"Safety, my brothers used to ship goods and often walked from here." Gong Achi opened the curtains and looked outside, and asked the woman: "Where are you?"

The woman rubs her hands arrogantly: "I’m here, let’s talk in front of you!"

"What, come here?!" Gong Achi's face changed, and he immediately became alert: "Who is in the eye of this joint?!"

"No, I don't know, the county is here to collect medicinal drops!" The woman was startled: "Should I call the old man over?"

Sitting on the edge, Jiang Ting frowned: "Receiving medicinal materials?"

It was Gong Achi who heard her say this, he was relieved, and explained: "My home village is backed by the mountain, and people often come to collect mountain products, it doesn't matter." Then he told the woman: "Wait for someone to leave and call your old man in. , The boss has the goods to pick up. You go to fry some dishes, boil the porridge and boil the hot water. It’s **** cold in this horrible weather."

The women promised in a hurry, and went out on tiptoes.

The two horses each sat down to rest and began to vomit. Jiang Ting didn't ask any more questions. He leaned on the sofa and drank hot water in small sips, his cheeks were white from the cold, and the water vapor condensed his eyelashes, making his eyelashes extremely black.

Gong Achi looked at the boxes of goods on the wall, lowered his head and lit a cigarette for a long while, and looked at the river sideways.

He has killed several people in his life. The wanted bounty in his hometown can stack up to half a meter high. The rivers and lakes have long been given the nickname "Ghost Sorrow", no matter who sees it, he must respectfully call him a ghost brother. He once thought that he could be regarded as a tough guy anyway, until he met the king of spades, he was abruptly frightened and convinced, and from then on, he knew the difference between quack and a drug lord.

But he didn't understand why the quiet and delicate young man in front of him would make the king of spades so scrupulous.

——Yes, scruples.

The king of spades doesn't kill him, but he doesn't trust him, and he has to guard him everywhere. It's like holding a hot potato, and can't hold it up and don't want to put it down, but it still has to be softly and peacefully by his side.

Why?

It's just a weak scholar who just squeezes to death.

"Is there something on my face?" Jiang stopped suddenly without looking up.

Gong Achi's mind was stunned: "——Nothing."

He took a hard smoke, stood up and stomped his feet, and said dullly: "I'll go outside." He pushed the door and lifted the curtain, but he didn't expect Jiang Ting to also stand up: "I'll go too. "

"You..."

"I have never been here, and I don’t know if it’s safe to pick up the goods." Jiang Ting always speaks calmly and without letting anyone say, "Let’s go."

Gong Achi had to lift the curtain for him.

·

Meanwhile, the lobby.

"The bosses of these two counties said that they can come to harvest mushrooms regularly in the future. If you go into the mountains now, you can collect as much as you harvest. Give this price-forty-eight!..."

Lao Yang squatted and chattered face to face with a local man in his 50s. Ma Xiang sat on a chair in the main hall and drank water, covered his face with an enamel cup, and whispered: "This village head's house is quite rich. "

Han Xiaomei glanced around, curled her mouth and nodded.

The village chief lives in the easternmost part of the village, behind which is an endless mountain. Not far away, a mountain rises from the ground. The top is like a chessboard, blocking the village’s way to the outside world.

This is the only three-story concrete building in the village. From the outside, you can see aluminum alloy plastic steel windows and drainage pipes. The walls in the hall are painted with latex paint, and floor tiles are laid at the feet. The refrigerator and appliances are all available, which integrates with urban and rural areas. The Ministry’s self-built cottages are not bad anymore. The villagers said that it was because the village chief’s son graduated from university last year and worked in the city to make money. However, after Ma Xiang entered the house, he made a cursory observation. It is estimated that the son of this family entered the Fortune 500 after graduation, otherwise he would start The salary is definitely not enough to build such a concrete building in my hometown.

Ma Xiang winked, Han Xiaomei nodded knowingly, and suddenly stood up in a panic: "Oh, why are my keys gone!"

The village chief was bargaining with Lao Zhang with a lack of interest, and both of them looked over after hearing this.

"Why are you so careless, mother-in-law!" Ma Xiang was also anxious, jumped up and took a picture of Han Xiaomei: "Don't hurry up and look for it, where did you lose it? Where did you lose it?"

Han Xiaomei cried: "How do I know, why are you hitting me! Why are you hitting me!"

Ma Xiang refused to give up, the village head hurriedly got up to persuade, Han Xiaomei touched her body up and down and couldn't find her, she slapped her thigh: "It must have fallen out on foot!"

"Hurry up and find it!"

Han Xiaomei didn't need Ma Xiang to roar a second time, turned her head and rushed out of the hall.

The village head seemed to be very afraid of them walking around at his own house. He stretched out his hand to stop but didn’t stop. He quickly followed a few steps out of the door, and saw that Han Xiaomei had already rushed out of the front yard, searching the roadside with anxiety. Going far away on the dirt road.

The village chief watched as she walked farther and farther, as if she didn't mean to turn her head back into the yard and wandering around. He relaxed a little, stretched her neck and beckoned to the backyard, and whispered, "Hey, hello! "

His mother-in-law-the tall woman just now came hurriedly holding a spatula, and while nervously rushing to the front room to peep out, she whispered: "Hurry up, Brother Gui has brought people here, waiting in the backyard How about you!"

The village chief was surprised: "What?"

"I also brought a good-looking man, he said he was appointed by the big boss to pick up the goods!"

The village chief immediately turned and went back to the house: "Okay, then I'll hurry up-you go and cook two dishes first, and I will send these melons away."

Han Xiaomei pretended to walk forward along the rough gravel road, and at the same time secretly turned her head and looked back, only to see the village chief turned her head into the front yard, and immediately walked around, trotting around to the side yard of the concrete building. Three steps quickly went up the wall, "Hey!" He turned over the wall.

In the self-built houses of country folk, most of the stoves are built outside the house with a chimney. It was not yet time to prepare lunch, but there was noise from the kitchen room clanging while boiling water for cooking. Han Xiaomei snuck in from the window lattice, and saw that the village chief and his wife were in full swing. Busy on the stove.

"..." Han Xiaomei wrinkled her brows and slipped into the backyard against the root of the wall, only to see a large bundle of wood piled outside the wood house.

She didn't pay attention at first, and was going to the back room. But after two steps, he suddenly stopped and looked back at the pile of firewood that was almost piled up into a hill.

——The area of ​​the firewood room is not small, why is there so much wood piled outside?

Han Xiaomei squinted her eyes thoughtfully, and suddenly remembered Yan Xiu in the car:

"Village drug-making and drug-trafficking, or acting as a transit point for drug dealers, is much easier to search than concealing drug-making in urban residential areas. Because the country’s single-family courtyards are less likely to hide equipment, backyards, workshops, and firewood. Places such as real estate are the focus of investigation; when we used to encircle villages to produce drugs, almost every household’s production line was built in the backyard, which is regarded as one of the important features of drug manufacturing workshops in rural areas."

The firewood room?

Most of Han Xiaomei shrank under the eaves and looked to the left and right. The yard was empty in the cold wind, and only the sizzle from the stove was heard, except for a dog.

She settled, and slid across the courtyard to the wood house, flexibly stepped on the woodstack to climb up the window, and gently pushed the open wooden window open.

With this action, the dim workshop lit up slightly, reflecting the messy piles of dehydration equipment and distillation equipment on the ground, the metal pots and bottles on the corner table——

And boxes of very familiar chemical raw material barrels.

Han Xiaomei's heart was beating wildly, and she covered her mouth!

"..."

A whole number of times between breaths, she finally forced herself to loosen her cold fingers a little bit, her hands and feet softened and climbed down the stack of wood, clenching her teeth, making herself silent.

The movement of cooking in the stove continued. In the empty backyard, no one could hear her footsteps lighter than a cat.

Han Xiaomei clung to the wall, bowed under the window sill, and ran to the front room.

——What Han Xiaomei didn’t see was that at the moment when her back disappeared, a man with a scarred neck and blue skin flashed from the corner of the concrete building, his face was so cold that he was terrified — it was Gong Achi.

"Fuck!" At this time, the head of Ma Tsai finally couldn't help but yelled: "This family is **** dead, I don't know if I have come to the door! Fuck!!!"

"What should I do now?" Jiang Ting asked.

Jiang Ting was wearing black jackets and jeans with his hands in his trouser pockets. He was completely concealed in a blind spot filled with debris. The two of them didn't say a word, they saw Gong Achi gritted his teeth and turned his eyes non-stop. After a few seconds, his heart went awkward: "You can't let the message pass the news, you have to kill the little girl. I'll go find someone and get ready to do it. , You help me——"

"I can't meet with the police." Jiang Ting interrupted him and said, "That girl is my former colleague. I'm afraid I can't do it when I meet."

The words were very open, and Gong Achi was taken aback.

"She appeared here, indicating that this transit point has been targeted, and Wang Pengfei cannot leave from the peak of the chess game tomorrow. In this way, you should first inform his master, and secretly lock the yard so that the police will not run away. I'll take your two men to prepare to evacuate. When you come over, we will report to Wen Shao together and ask him to send more staff to deal with all the police officers, otherwise you will rashly do it yourself, it is very likely that you will leak the wind. "

Gong Achi hesitated for a few seconds, "But..."

"Do you have questions about my decision?"

There is no doubt, Jiang Ting's arrangement is completely meticulous last year. But Gong Achi firmly remembered Ajie’s instructions. At all times, he must be guarded, protected and concerned about 200% of the "Red Queen" in front of him, so he subconsciously said: "Time is urgent, I think Don’t follow what I said..."

Jiang Ting said: "If you question my arrangement, it's better to contact Wen Shao to make it clear whether we should listen to you or me if things happen outside. If something goes wrong, I will be responsible or you will be responsible. ."

Who is responsible?

...Does this need to be asked? !

Gong Achi's whole body was agitated, and his brain was poured with cold water to react: "...OK, I understand, just do what you said!"

Jiang stopped silently and nodded, only to see Gong Achi no longer hesitating and strode towards the stove.

·

"Think about it again. Fifty is really more. My two bosses must come to collect goods often..."

——Boom!

The front door was pushed open, and the old Zhang was reaching out his hand to light the village head's cigarette. Several people turned their heads and looked at the same time. I saw Han Xiaomei standing at the door, holding a bunch of keys in her hand, and then squeezing out a stiff smile at Ma Xiang:

"Look for...found it."

Ma Xiang's eyes changed transiently: "Did you really find it?"

Han Xiaomei's chest was slightly up and down, and she lifted the key and shook it.

"Just find it, just find it," Lao Zhang hurriedly concealed to make rounds: "You have a lot of odds and ends in your city, be careful, otherwise you can't find it if you drop it!"

Han Xiaomei returned to the sofa and nodded slightly to meet Ma Xiang's inquisitive eyes. The latter's masseter muscles tightened immediately, but the surface did not show the slightest clue. He only took out the mobile phone from under the clothes, and quickly sent out a positioning message under the cover of Han Xiaomei's body:

【Found the ‘key’, come quickly, hurry. 】

The recipient, Yan Xiuwei, Deputy Bureau, sent the message successfully.

Ma Xiang moved his wrist lightly and hid the phone under his clothes.

The back hall.

Jiang Ting opened the door curtain, and the two bodyguards raised their heads at the same time, only to see his face grim: "The police are here."

"What, what?!"

"Where is Ghost Brother?!"

"In front, we must evacuate immediately." Jiang Ting told the shorter man on the left: "Your locals are familiar with the road, now go out and see if the outside is surrounded by the police. Be careful not to be concealed. I found it, and I'll be back at a glance."

The subordinate was already pale with fright, and rushed out the door without thinking.

"You," Jiang Ting turned to the more sturdy bodyguard on the right: "Come and move these boxes of goods into the firewood room with me and hide them, quickly! There is no time!"

How could the bodyguard allow Jiang Ting to move the goods by himself, not to mention that he couldn't move the heavy wooden box, so he hurried forward to take over. At this moment, he heard only "Bang Dang!" Sure enough, Jiang Ting missed his hand and threw the box to the ground. The wooden lid was forced to open, and the drugs wrapped in thick newspapers fell out.

"I'll come, I'll come." The bodyguard hurriedly knelt down to pick it up, sweating out of anxiousness, thinking that this master is really the same as what Ghost Brother said privately, he wants to be able to do anything he can't do. It's time, why mess with here?

Jiang Ting knew what he was muttering, stood up silently, reached into his back, and grasped the handle of a cold dagger.

"How much is this box?"

The bodyguard is in a hurry: "Two kilograms!"

"So few?" Jiang Ting asked casually.

"Look more and pack less!"

"Why not decorate more?"

The bodyguard said how I knew that this is what the boss ordered, why don't you ask the boss yourself?

But no one could ignore Jiang Ting’s questioning. He had to put the drugs back into the wooden box quickly, and replied in a swallowed voice: "At the beginning, Jie had ordered us to do this, and put some soybeans and rice in the box for loading It’s better than the security check. We can’t tell you the specific reasons, or you can ask yourself--"

The sound stopped abruptly, and the bodyguard's eyes bulged.

Jiang stopped standing behind him, holding his mouth firmly with one hand, and the sharp dagger silently wiped his throat.

A large stream of blood spurted out, splashing half of the wall, and drenching the gray-white drug packaging bag into scarlet. The bodyguard convulsed all over, and his throat kept gurgling with bursting blood bubbles, but Jiang Ting's powerful hand pressed it back firmly, and there was no movement.

After ten seconds, the bodyguard's leg kicked a few last times, and the near-death struggle suddenly stopped.

Jiang Ting let go, and the dead corpse fell to the ground, his eyes widened, and he didn't understand why he was suddenly shot.

Jiang Ting's palm was stained with blood, he took a rag from the table and wiped it, and threw the dirty towel on the corpse.

He looked cold, his eyelashes drooping, as if he had just thrown away an insignificant rubbish. At this moment, messy footsteps came from outside the door, and soon from far and near, Jiang Ting held the knife and tilted his head——

The bodyguard who just went out to investigate the situation is back.