Breaking Through the Clouds: 33.Chapter 33

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Drowsy.

Severe pain.

……

Chu Ci twitched slightly, opened his eyes, and then closed them tightly.

The high fever made him feel paralyzed. It took a few minutes before the nerves dullly fed back information such as the hard walls and the dusty ground behind him to the brain. Then he realized in a daze that he had been kidnapped.

The various upheavals that have occurred in the past day and a half have passed like a whirlwind: a security guard in the warehouse started to answer the call from the tutor under the threat of gunpoint, tried to leave a distress signal, and immediately hung up. Was knocked out...

Chu Ci exhaled a hot breath and tried to sit up straight. As soon as he moved, he took a breath of intense pain from the ribs.

——Yes, I was injured, he thought.

The kidnappers set fire to the car and pushed him to the highway. It was so dark and the surrounding was inaccessible, even if he called for help, he couldn't see half of his figure; when he passed the bushes, he had been preparing for a long time and knocked the gangster in, struggling to leave the gangster's blood on the broken branches and dead leaves... …

He was then violently pulled up by several people and punched several times, and lost consciousness in the beating.

Why didn't you kill me? This thought flashed through Chu Ci's mind dimly.

Everyone knows that I was born in poverty and have no connections. Even if I was kidnapped, there is no possibility of extortion. From the standpoint of the gangsters, it is unrealistic to run with a big living person who can run and call for help. If you stabbed to death and bury it in the wilderness, it would undoubtedly be much more convenient for them...

Unless I have use value.

What is the value?

Chu Ci was forcing himself to calm down and weigh his current situation, when a sudden rustling noise attracted his attention. He reluctantly opened his eyes, and when his gaze adjusted to the dim surroundings, he was shocked.

...Ding Dang?

This is a dilapidated room of no more than five or six square meters. The only light comes from the concrete window enclosed by the iron fence. I don’t know if it’s early in the morning or in the evening. The gray sky reflects the silhouette of the **** the ground, waking up from a coma in pain, with a vague dream: "...help...help...!"

Chu Ci immediately looked at the door. Fortunately, Ding Dang's voice was not loud, and it shouldn't arouse the vigilance of the gangsters outside.

"What's going on..." Ding Dang whispered, struggling to sit up on the ground. But she was too weak, and her whole body became weak as soon as she applied the force - fortunately, Chu Ci reached out and held her hand in time, otherwise she would have to fall into a concussion on the spot.

"...Chuci? Great, great, I know you're all right!—"

Chu Ci jerked her forefinger up in front of her lips, beckoning her not to speak.

Ding Dang fell silent, only to hear the vague conversation and footsteps of the gangster coming from outside the door, and it took him a long time to gradually walk away.

"..." The tense nerves of the two young men relaxed slightly. Chu Ci frowned and asked, "Why are you here?"

As soon as he said this, he regretted it. The trembling that Ding Dang finally stopped was immediately reinvigorated, and even intensified. The dark grape-like eyes quickly filled with tears: "I, I want to surrender, I want to expose these people, but halfway through the road. Just be...be..."

Chu Ci motioned to her to lower her volume, "surrender?"

Ding Dang shivered and nodded.

"...Feng Yuguang's matter has something to do with Ding Gong?"

Ding Dang nodded first, then shook his head again. She seemed very excited and didn't know how to speak up. It took her a long time to suppress her emotions forcibly, saying: "No, it's... it's me, I killed Xiao Feng!"

Chu Ci's brow twitched.

"On May 2nd and that night, Xiao Feng asked me to go to KTV to sing in the Night Palace. He often and often wanted to ask me, but I couldn’t... Although I refused him, he still insisted on being alone. The singing place in the city center is waiting for me..."

Ding Dang lifted his knees, like a scared and terrified little animal.

"I stayed at home very late, and it was not until midnight that my father and Hu Weisheng came back and said, "That surname Feng can't pester you anymore." At that time, I didn't understand what it meant until you two days later. After being taken by the police to the Municipal Public Security Bureau, I realized that Xiao Feng had actually died and died that night, and the person who killed him must be, definitely—"

Chu Ci interrupted her: "Who is Hu Weisheng?"

Ding Dang swallowed.

Chu Ci stared at her.

"...It's my boyfriend," Ding Dang admitted shudderingly: "It's my father, he insists on calling me, he insists on..."

In fact, no matter who Ding Dang associates with, it does not pose a problem for Chu Ci. But the girl's appearance at the moment is really weird. It's not like she's just being dictated by her parents to determine her love partner, but she's being tortured by a more terrifying and cruel secret that makes it difficult to speak to people easily.

"He is a drug dealer..." Ding Dang finally collapsed and hugged his head.

"My dad said that Hu Weisheng was hiding a pack of extremely powerful drug samples, which he used to do for a very big boss and stole it from the transportation chain. It is said that the big boss let someone use pure chemical The method of synthesizing this kind of drug, many raw materials in the manufacturing process are not controlled by the state; what is more frightening is that it can be absorbed through skin contact, even if only one milligram is touched, it will be addictive, and after addiction, it can only be achieved by smoking the same drug. Relieve symptoms..."

Chu Ci's face changed slightly.

——Abandon plant ingredients, bypass most of the country's controlled raw materials, and use purification methods to make it, and more importantly, it can be absorbed by the skin.

Once the drug structure is announced and mass-produced, it will be popular at home and abroad every minute. It can even provoke the rhythm of the second Opium War.

Ding Dang choked: "My dad and those people were thinking about researching the same drugs. However, the structural formula is really too complicated. They stole a lot of controlled materials from the chemical plant and didn't make it. Some of the failed compounds are also highly toxic. Later, I secretly investigated and found out that my father and Hu Weisheng used this failed compound to pretend to be a certain drug and sold him to Xiao Feng, which killed him..."

Chu Ci had a splitting headache and pressed his eyebrows tightly.

"Impossible," he said suddenly after a moment, "I can't think of a compound that is so powerful."

Ding Dang shook his head to indicate that he didn't understand, and kept wiping away tears.

Chu Ci asked: "Where did you say Hu Weisheng stole this drug? Who researched this drug?"

"I, I don't know." Ding Dang raised his tear-stained face, and said pitifully: "I never ask, I only heard Hu Weisheng mention it to my father once-he dare not name the big boss The name only says that in the southwest a few years earlier, they all called that person the K of Spades..."

K of spades.

When the door lock clicked, Ding Dang jumped up, and the two looked at the closed door at the same time.

The door was pushed open. The first thing that appeared was the black hole of the muzzle. Ding Dang made a scream and was dragged behind him by Chu Ci decisively covering his mouth. Immediately afterwards, the kidnapper they all knew, Wang Le, an electrician from the chemical plant, walked into the room with a gun in his hand, stood in front of the two hostages, and stared at them gloomily.

"Have you finished talking?" he asked coldly.

Chu Ci didn't say a word, and the frequency of Ding Dang's shaking could even be seen with the naked eye.

"You," Wang Le pointed at Chuci with his muzzle: "Come out with me."

·

City Council, Interrogation Room.

Yan Xi pulled the chair away, motioned Gao Panqing not to record with his eyes, and then sat down.

Ding Jiawang was handcuffed to the interrogation chair behind the iron table. I don’t know if it was because of his uncomfortable posture, or the madness and fear that was doubled when he died. In front of his forehead, he couldn't stop the frustration and decadence that permeated from the bone marrow.

——But experienced criminal police know that people like Ding Jiawang who firmly believe that they will not be arrested often get harder the more they get here. Because he subconsciously refused to believe that he would miss, he always felt that as long as he continued to resist, as long as he gritted his teeth and refused to give a confession, things would still have a faint turn for the better.

"You are not going to find my daughter, what are you still doing here?" Ding Jiawang's mouth moved, and he pulled out a mocking smile: "Want to extract a confession? Or did you prepare some false evidence to falsify me? It's useless," I don’t know anything."

As an engineer, he may be the most educated person in the drug gang. He even thought of the possibility of a confession by the police.

But Yan Xiu was very relaxed. He poured a glass of water and said, "Let’s talk."

Ding Jiawang looked at him warily.

"Don’t be so wary. I didn’t want you to say anything. Your wife said everything she can say." Yan Xiu drank in front of him and smiled: "Although she knows very limited things, she barely It’s also enough to piece together a rough idea-so now, you don’t need to speak, I say, you just listen."

"..." Ding Jiawang still didn't say a word. He seemed to have anticipated that his wife might not be able to handle the interrogation, and did not express much surprise.

"You, the electrician Wang Le, and the security supervisor Diao Yong formed your gang first out of a working relationship. Chi Rui, who has an illegal gun manufacturing case, belongs to an'outsider'. The reason why he joined in, I guess It should be the reason why he likes to go to the chess room, participate in gambling secretly, and meet the electrician Wang Le at the gaming table."

"At the beginning of the establishment of the gang, your main business should not be drug production, but the smuggling of various raw materials from chemical plants to synthesize some controlled drugs-Adela, Moda}fenil, flunitrazine|Dazal, etc. , Plus a little more MDMA at most-but the profits brought by these illegal prescription drugs are very limited, even if you keep selling fluorine nitrate|Valium and other'fans|catchy drugs' to illegal sex|love KTVs like Sanchunhuashi, the income is still stretched. ."

Yan Xi leaned forward slightly, fingers crossed, and sturdy elbows resting on the tabletop:

"Until you met Sanchunhua's old customer, Hu Weisheng."

Ding Jiawang's breathing finally got up quickly.

"Hu Weisheng used to be a retailer under an extremely powerful and deeply hidden drug lord. Although he is now separated from the organization, he has secretly brought out something." Yan Xiu paused. : "You found a business opportunity from this thing and officially started to manufacture drugs."

Outside the interrogation, technical investigation department:

"There are 33 small-scale private enterprises and factories related to processing and packaging in Wuhai Industrial Zone. With the gas station that once appeared in Chirui as the center, the number within 40 kilometers in diameter is 18."

"Director Huang's positioning is here! Wang Le called his family for the last time at 8:30 in the evening the day before yesterday. The cell phone signal location is near the post office north of Fuyou Road, Pingzhuang, Wuhai District!"

"Then there are six processing and packaging factories with a diameter of less than 40 kilometers with the post office as the center. If you cross-compare with the surrounding gas stations that appeared in Chirui before--"

"Three! After overlapping the action ranges of the suspects Chi Rui and Wang Le, there are finally three processing plants left!"

"List the registration information, geographic location and detailed topographic maps of these three factories," Huang Xing stood up from his seat and said in a deep voice: "Summarize the list and send it to Deputy Yan Detachment."

"...I don't know what you are talking about," Ding Jiawang's muddy voice sounded in the interrogation room, saying: "I didn't make drugs."

"Whether you made drugs or not is just my speculation before the sufficient evidence chain is formed. Of course, guesses are okay. But I said that we are just chatting now, not taking notes, so you don't need to be too nervous. "

Yan Xi adjusted a more comfortable sitting position.

His well-tailored shirt fits his body perfectly, perfectly contouring the wide shoulders, narrow waist and muscular curves. The cuffs are rolled to the firm elbows, and his fingers are relaxed and crossed. The delicate and complex floating tourbillon on the watch dial is very conspicuous in the light. .

Sometimes when Yan Xiu enters the interrogation room, he doesn't look like a deputy criminal investigation squad, but more like a lawyer who is so cold and professional that he can be feared, and even the smile on his face reveals a trace of blood.

"The main purpose of your daughter Ding Dang’s relationship with Hu Weisheng was for his drug trafficking channel, and furthermore, for the bag of things that Hu Weisheng hid. As an expert, you know its value from the first glance. You realize that if you can analyze the structure of this new type of drug and achieve mass production, you might even build an underground drug city—"

"But contrary to expectations, your academic ability is not worthy of this ambition." Yan Xi smiled, "Feng Yuguang's autopsy showed a lethal amount of scopolamine, and I am sure that the bag of real blue scopolamine in Hu Weisheng's hand The color powder will not poison the addict. In other words, your imitation has completely failed."

At the same time he heard the four characters for blue powder, Ding Jiawang's body was visibly shaken.

"So when you discovered that Chu Ci might be aware of the theft of the chemical materials, you advocated not killing him, but taking him away. Because you already know very well that your talents are limited, and you may not be able to deal with it for the rest of your life. This bag of precious blue drug samples has been mass-produced, so this 21-year-old senior student who has completed a master's degree at a top university in the country is urgently needed to help."

Ding Jiawang's face is getting grayer and grayer, and his back is drenched in a cold sweat.

"...What you are talking about are all made up..." He murmured hoarsely: "The intern I brought has stolen controlled chemical raw materials, it has nothing to do with me..."

"You better think about it again, Engineer Ding."

Yan Xiu's eyes are sharp but his tone is flat, and every word is slow and powerful, and it seems to be able to penetrate Ding Jiawang's brain alive: "Kidnapping can still turn around, but if Chu Ci died, the nature of the whole thing would change. Fully cooperate with the police to fight for the chance of commutation. You and your wife and children, why do you have to run to death? As an educated person, you might as well think about it for a few more minutes. This is the last chance I will give you."

Time passed by minute by minute, as long as it never ended.

"I don't deal in drugs," Ding Jiawang nervously twisted his handcuffs, and repeated mechanically with the rustling noise: "No, I didn't make drugs, let me go out soon..."

Yan Xi sighed slightly.

At this moment, Ma Xiang's voice rang in the Bluetooth headset: "Brother Yan, Brother Yan, we brought Diao Yong up, and we will go to the interrogation room later!"

"Got it." Yan Xiu let go of the headset, turned to Ding Jiawang, and shrugged with regret: "It doesn't matter, although you choose to give up this opportunity, someone will rush to get it."

Ding Jiawang seemed to feel something, and raised his head in a panic, only to see Yan Xiu stood up and patted Gao Panqing: "Go on."

Gao Panqing nodded: "No problem, Brother Yan."

Ding Jiawang subconsciously: "What, what?"

"Do you think we really want to open the gap from you? No, the police have a professional profile of which type of person in a criminal gang is most likely to have a psychological breakdown. Our target has not been you from the very beginning, but you are just like a textbook Our stubborn resistance did not let us down."

Yan Xiu stood at the door and smiled back. His features are very handsome, but his smile looks a bit bossy:

"Make a bet, within ten minutes, I can make the security supervisor Diao Yongzhu pour beans, and even the litters of mice in your drug manufacturing factory will spit it out to me—Lao Gao, help him start Timing."