Breaking Through the Clouds: 20.Chapter 20

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Not only the interrogation room, but also a few people outside the single-sided glass were stunned. Gouli murmured: "Fuck? What's the situation?"

Hu Weisheng seems to be sitting in an electric chair, his facial features are twitching strangely, making his otherwise uncorrected eyebrows and eyes appear more crooked, and his hoarse gasp is clearly audible:

"The surname Jiang does not follow the rules, he deserves his death, he would have such a day..."

"Who is his brother, the police? The prosecutor's office or the court? What do you mean by not following the rules? Who have tried you? Are there any unwritten rules in the Gongzhou system?"

There was a bang from the single-sided glass, Qin Chuan knocked on the window with one hand, and shouted at the Bluetooth headset: "Old Yan!"

Yan Xi turned a deaf ear, and saw Hu Weisheng clenching his cigarette **** tightly, gritting his teeth and repeating: "I don't want to die, I didn't commit a capital crime, I was just taken to get the goods. They can't cross the river like this, tear down the bridge and kill. The surname Jiang, let's kill again..."

"Who took you to get the goods? Where did you get it? Who was the one who wanted to kill Jiang Ting?" Yan Xi suddenly got up and almost approached Hu Weisheng: "Say it! Otherwise, let you go out and be killed. On the highway is your ending tomorrow!"

——If Jiang stopped here, he might have slapped back the words below him when Yan Xi shouted "Let you out".

Afterwards, Yan Xi recalled it, and regretted that he didn't care about yelling at the time except for the second half of the sentence.

He intended to intimidate the suspect one last time, but the facts proved that the police academy textbooks were based on countless experiences. In the criminal interrogation, any mistakes may lead to the end of all previous efforts.

Hu Weisheng subconsciously looked at the **** live photo in front of Yan Xiu: "Yihe Road'Sanchun Flower Tree', they said that the new products are all from..."

Suddenly he stopped.

Yan Xi watched the dramatic changes on his face, like a ridiculous pantomime, from blue to red, from red to purple, and finally turned into iron blue, squeezing out two words:

"Not right."

Yan Xi's heart sighed.

"...lie to me...you lie to me...you **** dare to deceive me?" Hu Weisheng's voice grew louder and louder, suddenly turned into a crazy yelling: "You **** dare to play Me! It’s not... I’m going to kill you! I’m going to **** kill you dog|day! You—"

The handcuffs and the iron chair choked together. The detective saw something wrong, opened the door and rushed in. Two or three people simultaneously forced Hu Weisheng, who had a blushing neck and a thick neck, to hold down, and suddenly the extremely dirty verbal abuse and howling came from His mouth burst out, and the chaotic interrogation room was simply unbearable.

"The slivers raised by dog ​​X, squeeze oil from Laozi's bones, not to die..."

"Old Yan?" Qin Chuan walked in quickly: "Are you okay? What happened?"

"..."

Yan Xi stared at the picture in front of him, unable to say anything, his mind was blank, only his subconscious mind was spinning fast.

No, what's wrong?

The person has been crushed to the point where there is only flesh left. There is almost no human tissue that can be distinguished in the whole picture, let alone any physical features; the only remaining half of the head in the corners of the picture is not obvious, it is still bloody. The back of his head is facing the camera, Fan Si will not recognize his mother when he comes.

Hu Weisheng has been bluffed, what made him suddenly and clearly distinguish this?

Which detail on the screen convinced him that this stall of meat sauce is not his accomplice?

"Lao Yan!" Qin Chuan slapped him on the shoulder: "What are you doing, you are stunned!"

Boom!

Yan Xiu stood up, the folding chair rubbed against the ground and made a harsh sound. He only heard him say: "I know."

Qin Chuan frowned: "...know what?"

"She is a woman."

Hu Weisheng's yelling and cursing suddenly stopped.

"The only thing that reveals features in this picture is short hair, and your partner is a woman with long hair. So Feng Yuguang couldn't hold him when he got out of the car madly taking drugs, and you sheltered your partner not only because of fear She is a woman who can't stand the trial because of the emotional connection between you." Yan Xiu said every word, "You like her."

Hu Weisheng's lips trembled, as if he had changed his feet in anger just now.

Yan Xiu put the photo into Qin Chuan's arms casually:

"The focus of the investigation immediately shifted to Hu Weisheng's relationship between men and women, including money circulation, tenant exchanges, and any opposite **** who had been contacted by mobile phones that appeared around him. From sixty to sixteen, don't let it go, immediately! "

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Three spring flower trees.

From the name, the boss has indeed tried his best. However, the nightclub is a nightclub, and it is not a little more elegant. The flashing lights on the dance floor are shining, and the bar is staggered. DJ shook his head on the second floor. The background melody is as strong as a construction site piledriver; here, let alone covert communication, even if it is slightly separated by two steps, it is difficult to hear the loud yelling. Up.

"McAllen 25 years, drinking pure, the process is not needed, just send it up." Yan Xiu smoothly inserted a few banknotes into the **** deep groove of the female bartender, "For you."

The female bartender's charming eyes were beautifully dotted, and she swept her Yan Xiu watch slippery and sophisticatedly, and turned away with a smile.

"The executor is already in place, and the informant is moving towards you." Young men and women burst into laughter from the headphones, and Qin Chuan's ridicule came: "You just maxed out the first half of your group. With months of funding for the case, Bureau Wei should go to the hospital to check for hypertension again."

Yan Xi raised his head and looked into the distance, but from his position, he could only see the dancing demons all over the world.

"Come on, which time did I post it myself, as if our bureau had enough funds. Where is the informant?"

Qin Chuan said: "Come here."

"Handsome guy alone tonight?" The female bartender twisted her waist and turned back. She poured a half glass of whiskey with her hands. She wiped the red nails on the back of Yan Xiu's hand, squinting her eyes and smiling. : "Why does your girlfriend dare to let you out alone?"

Yan Xi's mouth twitched: "Isn't there no girlfriend?"

The ambiguity of the lights made his facial contours extraordinarily deep, not only like a chic and rich man, but also revealing a strong and tough masculine aura. The bartender smiled more happily, and she sat down in his arms, and put her white arms with fake gold screw bracelets on his shoulders: "It's a coincidence, I'm alone tonight."

Just as she was about to fully sit down, a fat man squeezed out of the crowd panting, his eyes swept around, and landed on Yan Xiu, and immediately made a gesture of killing the chicken and wiping his neck.

"Busy business, baby, I'll find you when I come back." Yan Xi patted the female bartender's **** to lift her up from her arms, smiling like a slutty ruffian, brushing After finishing the card, he squeezed the almost full bottle of McAllen into her turbulent arms: "Help me keep it."

Qin Chuan: "Lao Yan, you rascal deliberately take advantage of others hahaha——"

Yan Xiu smiled unchanged, gritted his teeth from the corners of his mouth: "Be objective, I'm going to have at least 50,000 listings in the face of Laozi, who takes advantage?"

Qin Chuan: "Hahahahahaha—"

The fat man was sweating profusely, and he didn't know whether it was hot or nervous. He stepped on the shocking drums and squeezed in, and shouted at Yan Xiu to the cipher: "The little prince at the top club?!"

"..." Yan Xiu said: "Lao Tzu with the surname Qin must kill you..."

Qin Chuan: "Come and come, whoever kills anyone, come and come!"

The fat man rubbed his hands in a jealous manner, his eyes were not eyes, nose, or nose. Yan Xiu saw that he was indeed too nervous, so he raised his chin and motioned him to drink the unstained glass of McAllen. The fat man immediately picked it up and drank it, exhaled with his tongue out, and gave him a thumbs up: "Good wine! Okay, just do it! Come with me!"

Yan Xiu stood up, and the fat man led him through the snow-white arms and thighs on the dance floor. Yan Xiu didn't know how much oil was beaten along the way. He only heard the fat man stick to his ear and asked: "Qin Ge said you want White goods?"

Yan Xiu said coldly: "What I want is'blue goods'."

The fat man didn’t know, so he lied in his ear and said, “I think you understand, but the business is not an insider. He doesn’t understand. If something goes wrong, you will hurt me miserably. So when you meet someone, don’t open your mouth, just listen to me and watch my wink; if you understand, just nod your head. If we can’t do it, let’s withdraw right now, okay?"

Yan Xi nodded.

The fat man stopped talking, looked at him up and down without worry, and finally couldn't help but ask: "Are you really a public family?"

Yan Xiu asked: "Do you see the ID?"

"No need, no need." The fat man snarled at the watch in his hand, and said angrily: "It looks like...it looks like the real thing."

Yan Xiu gave it a go.

They walked through the brilliant lights of the dance floor, bypassed the deck and a huge screen, and the deafening music suddenly became much smaller. There was a flash of sparks in the dark ahead, Yan Xiu stopped abruptly, only to find two horses standing beside the stairs leading to the second floor. One was dyed with the popular grandma ashes and was lighting up a cigarette while the other was dyed with red hair. Back your hands.

The fat man whispered: "Stand and don't move." Then he greeted him and muttered a few words to the red fur with a smile on his face.

Qin Chuan’s voice came from the earphones: "The gray hair is called Feilong, and the red hair is nicknamed Kongzi. They are all thugs. They will take you to the second floor for trading. Once you see the'blue goods', you will immediately Ring the headset three times to send out a signal. Be cautious about the transaction payment, which is your own money, and Wei Ju will not be reimbursed if it is robbed later."

Yan Xi snorted, indicating that he knew.

In just a few seconds, Hong Mao had a problem with the fat man’s communication. After a little argument, Hong Mao turned around and waved his hands again and again: "This person is a raw face, so dare you bring him to buy goods?"

Fatty: "Brother Kong, this is my brief introduction, it must be reliable, especially rich!..."

"It's okay, this kid does have money." Gray Mao whispered to Hong Mao, "I just drove a drink of more than 20,000 yuan in front. I didn't find the manager. The commission is directly calculated on the bar account. I see him The Eight Achievements are for that little girl..."

Hong Mao was finally moved, and Chong Yanxiu waved.

Yan Xiu stood still.

Yan Xi is simply blessed to be an undercover agent in this kind of entertainment venue: all the outfits are readily available and genuine, and the consumption during the undercover period does not need to be reimbursed and does not go through any signing process. The most important thing is that he has a kind of arrogance that Lao Tzu stands alone. With the proficiency that is easy to do in any gold-selling cave, the kind of rich second-generation temperament that makes people want to use the sole of the shoe to get up hard can't be imitated by any undercover agent.

Hong Mao: "Call you, hello!"

While smoking a cigarette, Yan Xi glanced at him with the gaze of "Which green onion are you blind?", his red brow furrowed, and he reached up and pulled him: "Come here, not to hurt you, come here. Stand."

Yan Xiu flashed: "What are you doing, did you do it?"

"Search, brother search!" Hong Mao exclaimed, "You are a newcomer and you don't know anyone. Can you just put it in? After searching, I will take you down to see the goods. Don't worry, it won't take two minutes. !"

Yan Xi was taken aback, and glanced at the fat man-the fat man obviously did not expect to have a body search, and his whole expression changed drastically. Fortunately, the stage lights swept to the side at this time.

Qin Chuan asked in the headset: "What's wrong?"

Yan Xiu subconsciously wanted to raise his hand to pick up the headset, but as soon as he moved, he was abruptly controlled by Hong Mao's gaze.

"Brother, cooperate. We also act according to the rules." Gray Mao flicked the soot, and sighed: "The wind is tight these days. Two days ago, I said that a stupid guy passed high and smashed to death in the street-alas, you What do you mean by this? The younger brother is also a mess, it’s not easy for anyone..."

Yan Xi took a half step back unobtrusively.

"Don't talk so much with him, what does he know?" Hongmao became impatient: "Come on, act fast, there are still people waiting for the list below, and we can leave after you buy it. Isn't it the thing that is whipping up?"

The fat man screamed tremblingly: "Empty, Kong brother......"

——Yan Xi knew in his heart that it was going to be bad.

Sure enough, Hong Mao looked at Yan Xiu and then at Fatty. Suddenly he figured out something wrong with the particularly guilty tone: "What are you afraid of?"

Fatty: "..."

"Fuck, don't you really hide things, right?"

Not only the red hair, but also the gray hair stood up from the sofa, exchanged suspicious glances, and then walked forward.

Yan Xiu's pupils suddenly tightened, as if suddenly stretched in just three seconds. The invisible string in the void stretched tighter and tighter, and gradually made a harsh sound approaching the critical point——

What to do, run?

Still? !

Hong Mao went straight to the front: "Hey, you..."

Boom!

——The string is broken.

All the changes happened in the same second. Not far away, a shrill cheer erupted from the deck. The loud laughter was deafening, and then the screen was knocked open.

Hong Mao, Hui Mao and Yan Xiu turned their heads at the same time.

A figure turned its back to them, drunkenly waving a handful of banknotes. Countless pink bills were flying in the brilliant lights, and with the dazzling electronic salute, half of the nightclub was a sensation. Dozens of exposed champagne models pushed and screamed indulgently in the rain of banknotes.

"Look..." Hong Mao murmured: "Fuck..."

Everyone was stunned, and saw the slumber full of money laughing, staggering back, and then suddenly turning around, bumping Yan Xun into a stagger on the spot, and then both fell into it at the same time. In the deck.

"Where's the handsome guy alone?" The man threw himself on Yan Xiu condescendingly, and smiled vaguely: "You guys come and kiss, don't hide, hahaha—"

"You **** **** me..." Yan Xi's confused eyes caught a glimpse of the two horses chasing him, and then the man squeezed his face away.

"!!!"

The soft lips clearly landed on Yan Xiu's auricle, and then the tip of his tongue licked into the ear socket dexterously-Yan Xiu's whole body froze with the soft, damp and hot touch. What he realized, listen to Mai!

"..." Yan Xiu turned his gaze inch by inch. He saw Jiang Ting's cheek just a short distance away, without a trace of drunkenness in the shadow of the interlaced lights, even sober and calm to the point of a bit hard, followed by a light in his throat. Move lightly.

He swallowed the headset, Yan Xi thought.