Breaking Through the Clouds: 45.Chapter 45

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Two traffic police motorcycles honked their horns and cleared the way. The S450 then sprinted and rushed through more than ten red lights with the momentum of an F1 car, which caused countless passers-by to take pictures along the way.

"Drive steady!" Jiang stopped and shouted in countless flashing lights along the way, "200 million ransom, not like kidnapping, don't be so anxious!"

Yan Xi passed through the intersection of the downtown area emergency escape: "Can't be slow! What if there is that stupid person who dares to ask for 200 million?!"

The roar of the engine is like a low roar of a beast, and the horns are all traffic broadcasts. Jiang Ting got up and leaned in Yan Xiu's ear, and said loudly: "Then I won't use animal blood to scare people, it's impossible!"

Stab it—S450 jumped into the security door opened slowly by the city bureau, as if turning into blue lightning, and then stood still in front of the Criminal Investigation Building.

Jiang stopped his upper body and dashed forward, but fortunately he was stopped by Yan Xiu with his hand before dying from the safety belt.

"You know it's animal blood just by looking at the picture?" Yan Xi stared at him closely.

In the narrow cab, the two of them were almost face-to-face, Yan Xiu's powerful hand was still imaginary before Jiang stopped, but the latter did not pay much attention to these details.

"..." Jiang Ting finally let out that breath and said: "It's just a logical speculation of behavior, and there is no real evidence for the time being."

Yan Xi took out his hat from the co-driver's glove box, buckled Jiang Deng's head backhand, and opened a bag of anti-haze masks, and put them on his face with his own hands, and hung his ears separately.

"You, go to my office and wait. The snacks and snacks are in the bottom drawer on the left." Yan Xiu whispered warning: "It's okay, don't run out. If you are seen, I can't save you."

After that, Yan Xi turned around and got out of the car, and slammed the door cleanly.

Boom!

"..." Jiang Ting murmured, "Can't you let me go back?"

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"Good team Yan!" "Brother Yan!"

Yan Xi strode across the corridor, Ma Xiang dashed towards him, his steps were not stopped, his mouth was like a cannon, "The caller is a couple, male, Shen De, 43 years old; female, Indian Kingdee, 41 years old. The missing is the only son of two people, Shen Xiaoqi, who graduated from junior high school at the age of 15, just went out for an outing with classmates after the high school entrance examination, and contacted his parents for the last time last night. This morning At 12 o'clock, the Shen family received an anonymous call from the kidnappers, saying that Shen Xiaoqi was in his hands and demanding a ransom of 200 million."

Ma Xiang also came to the city bureau temporarily, wearing a graffiti T-shirt, ripped jeans, and a few blackened silver skull crosses on his neck. Yan Xiu couldn't help but glance at him as he walked, and asked, "What are you going to do?"

"Although you don't know what I'm going to do, I know what you did just now." Ma Xiang chuckled, "Congratulations on the 108th card. I only treat you as my brother card, Brother Yan. , You can summon Shenlong tonight."

"Don't be kidding!" Yan Xiu whispered, "Is the phone number located?"

"Don't mention it, the network dial-up, Director Huang is personally leading someone to track down the IP location server."

"Are there any kidnappers' phone recordings?"

"According to the original words of the parents of the missing person, when I received the call from the kidnappers, I thought it was a fraud. Afterwards, I recovered and almost had a myocardial infarction on the spot. Who can think of recording."

This is also human nature, Yan Xiu's tone is slightly heavy: "--Is it sure that someone is not playing a prank with the parents of the missing person, or what new fraud group?"

"Scams are not frauds. This is too difficult to say." Ma Xiang shook his head with his mouth curled: "According to Shen De, he immediately called his son after receiving the blackmail call, but Shen Xiaoqi's cell phone has been turned off until now. No news."

"—Two hundred million." Yan Xiu whispered, whether he was talking to Ma Xiang or talking to himself: "The kidnappers called and the missing person turned off."

"Strict team! Strict team——!" A technical detective policeman rushed from a distance, panting and said: "Director Huang's result is out, and the missing person Shen Xiaoqi's mobile phone is turned on! Calling!"

Yan Xi paused.

"Huh?" Ma Xiang blurted out, "On a call?"

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"There was no electricity just now. Why didn't you bring a charger?! Do you know how anxious parents are? Do you know how bad people are these days? Ah?!..."

In the Criminal Investigation Detachment, the criminals who came here in a hurry looked at each other. The closed doors of the large conference room couldn't stop Shen's father's hoarse roar.

Shen Xiaoqi’s aggrieved voice came from the phone: "Why don’t you ask my classmates, we are all together, when were we kidnapped? Dad, you can take two hundred million extortions seriously. One twentieth of two hundred million can’t be taken out, and it’s impossible to tie it on my head!"

"You just turn off the phone, and still scream at me?!" Father Shen roared.

The mother of the Shen family was crying with joy, and while wiping away her tears, she took the hand of Deputy Bureau Wei and explained: "The child said that the entrance exam was over, and everyone organized an outing, so we said to go! We are usually busy with business and are not familiar with his classmates. I just want to call the police as soon as possible..."

"It doesn't matter, hey--don't cry, don't cry." Deputy Bureau Wei was wearing beach pants and flip-flops, and his fishing tackle was piled up in the corner of the meeting room. Lao Wei is probably the ten thousandth horrible horse in his heart, but on the surface he is still amiable and dignified: "The masses trust our people's public security, and they want to report to the police for the first time. This is a manifestation of their trust in our work! Come, you guys, Help this lady to go to the office to make a transcript, sign it and it’s okay..."

The two policemen went out with Shen's father, who was still irritated, and mother Shen, who couldn't help but thanked. As soon as the door was closed, everyone was relieved at the same time.

"Two hundred million, underage, kidnapping and killing." Deputy Director Wei sighed and sighed: "I thought the collective first-class work this year was stable."

The atmosphere became active, and everyone relaxed and teased, joking with each other. Only Yan Xiu squeezed his chin in one hand, and the frown frowned from the moment he stepped into the Municipal Bureau.

"What's the matter with you," Deputy Bureau Wei patted him on the shoulder, apparently in a good mood: "Look at this man like a swanky man?"

Yan Xiu said: "I still feel wrong."

"What's wrong?"

"...I can't say it, but it feels weird everywhere. Did you see that Shen De call his son with your own eyes?"

Deputy Bureau Wei said "Hey": "Can there be fakes? I have been engaged in criminal investigation for so many years. Use this snack machine to teach me this stinky boy?"

Yan Xiu's doubts did not seem to be alleviated, and he murmured: "...Two hundred million."

"I think you look like two billion!" Deputy Bureau Wei did not talk to him, waved to indicate that everyone was gone, and then went to the office door and picked up his fishing tackle: "It's a good thing to have no case. , Don’t be so nervous. My wife said that the work of criminal police is not good at this point. The case is long, and I have to think about it for a long time when I see cats and dogs fighting on the walk. Everyone looks like a wanted criminal-oh yes, I listen. The old party said that on the night of the operation last month, you suddenly acted without authorization. You rushed all the way from the scene for dozens of kilometers, and you also met criminals in hand-to-hand combat?"

——Fang Zhenghong, the leader of the anti-drug detachment next door, Qin Chuan’s immediate boss.

Yan Xiu suddenly recovered from his thoughts, a little dissatisfied: "Why the Fang detachment keeps hitting me with a small report, it depends on me or something."

Deputy Bureau Wei did not explain much, and casually scolded: "Just the way you scratch your head all day, and spray a perfume on your body when you are fine. Who sees it pleasingly!"

The two of them came out of the large conference room side by side. Yan Xiu walked and smelled the left and right cuffs, feeling a bit wronged by the unprovoked accusations he had received: "I'm about to go on a blind date. The city bureau called me. Okay. I had a good chat with the real estate boss and my daughter went smoothly. You also said that I sprayed perfume, but I did not complain that the city council ruined my most likely chance to get out of the order..."

Before speaking, Deputy Bureau Wei raised his foot and kicked, Yan Xiu spurted blood on the ground.

"Smelly boy, thought you could play with our old people?" Deputy Bureau Wei took out his cell phone, opened WeChat, and showed Yan Xiu's eyes.

Every case must be solved Wei Laoyao: "Brother sister, the city bureau is urgent and big case, I have to call Xiao Yan back."

Old and beautiful Zeng Cuicui: "Sell! The big girl from the real estate group who was on a blind date today rejected him again. It's useless. Lao Yan and I decided to give this waste son back to the society!"

We must solve every case Wei Laoyao: [like][like][like]

"——Your mother is really a real mother," Deputy Bureau Wei sighed heartily, carrying his beloved fishing rod on his back, patted his **** and left.

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Today's police officers on the shift rushed to the city bureau from all directions, another swarm of hummingbirds and beasts scattered, and the tense atmosphere in the corridor that was just like an enemy soon disappeared.

Yan Xi was full of anger against socialism and was about to find someone to tell his heartfelt feelings. As soon as he opened the door of the office, he was stunned: "Huh!"

Jiang sat in the swivel chair behind the big desk. The table top was filled with various snacks. Yan Xiu sent someone to the downstairs shop to purchase spare biscuits, plums, cupcakes, and puffed food. It was a pity. Without opening the bag, only one pack of Oreo strawberry sandwich biscuits was eaten half a piece, and where was the rest.

"Will you have afternoon tea with me here?" Yan Xiu smoothly stuffed the remaining half of the strawberry biscuit into his mouth, and said vaguely, "It's too picky, it seems that even the highest pick-up at the commissary of Jianning City Public Security Bureau No level can satisfy you, tsk tsk."

Jiang Ting just swiped his phone without raising his head: "How is the kidnapping case?"

"Fuck, I don't know which idiot is pretending to be a fool." Yan Xiu briefly stated the matter, and said in a bad mood: "The case has been returned to the branch. Let the branch technical investigation continue to trace the IP and blood clothes of the extortion phone. The source of the picture, see if you can catch that grandson, Guan Liangyue will relieve the big guy's hatred."

Jiang Ting paused with his fingers, and suddenly said, "This is a bit weird."

Yan Xiu stood behind the desk and looked at the top of his dark hair. There was a slight difference in his eyes: "...what's the strange thing about you telling me?"

"If it is a scam, first the ransom is too high, and secondly, Shen Xiaoqi quickly reconnected with his family. The scam is too easy to expose. But if it is just a prank, it feels too sophisticated."

Jiang Ting finally put the phone on the table and leaned back into the back of the chair: "Even if you are kidnapped, the ransom will be no more than 20 million. If it is too much, it will be difficult to take away the first one, and the second family member will definitely Will report the crime. For families like Shen Xiaoqi who run their own companies and do business, two million extortion is a relatively easy number to obtain. As long as the hostages are safe, the probability that his parents choose to pay the ransom instead of calling the police is almost 100%."

Yan Xiu raised his arms: "So what do you feel?"

Jiang Ting's fingers touched gently and regularly, and after a long time he slowly said: "Two hundred million...it's a bit like deliberately attracting the police's attention."

His analysis just now has been done in Yan Xiu's mind. He just didn't want to show his approval in front of Jiang Ting, so he just hummed and said nothing, but the last sentence was really surprising: "Cause The attention of the police? Why?"

"It's just a psychological speculation, I'm not a kidnapper." Jiang Ting said lazily, picking up the phone from the table.

Yan Xiu: "..."

Suddenly Yan Xiu's eagle-like vision caught something, and grabbed Jiang Ting's wrist: "Wait! What are you brushing?"

Jiang Ting has always naturally relaxed the corners of his drooping lips, and suddenly got rid of gravity, showing a subtle rise that is almost invisible: "Weibo."

"This is obviously..."

"Congratulations," Jiang Ting showed him the screen of his phone with his backhand, "You are red."

Real-time hot search-shocking! The traffic police on the streets of Jianning cleared the way for the luxury cars, racing in the downtown area, and running more than ten red lights!

Hot comments: "It is neither a military brand nor a government agency. Jianning's rich man is awesome." "Which small office is this, the firetruck does not drive as fast as it?" "What is the money to drive? Big Ben, how great is it to drive a Bugatti Veyron around the provincial government!" "Maybe the owner of the car is from the provincial government?"

Yan Xiu: "………………"

"Leave them alone, your car won't break," Jiang Ting comforted him, Shi Shiran retracted his phone and turned on him to play two rounds of online Go, suddenly remembering something:

"You don't really have a Bugatti, do you?"

"..." Yan Xiu said nonchalantly: "Do you want it, okay, let's make a betrothal gift."

Jiang stopped vaulting and took a taxi, paying attention: "Keep the money and withdraw from the hot search."

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"Hey, hey, okay, okay, I look back and find someone to withdraw it for you. Such a big person acts recklessly and does not consider his own safety at all. It is better to give birth to a piece of barbecued pork..."

Mother Yan-old and beautiful, Zeng Cuicui-hung up the phone and quickly found someone to ask for a relationship. After spending a long time idle, he sighed and sighed with emotion from the bottom of my heart:

"It's not as good as a piece of char siu. At any rate, the char siu can be cut and eaten. You can also make hibiscus rice with eggs!"

At the Yan family table, the atmosphere was extremely heavy. Father Yan pushed the reading glasses and closed the small report in front of him, feeling a little dissatisfied: "KTV is on..."

Mother Yan said coldly: "According to your son's previous taste, he can close his eyes and say that he has no plastic surgery, and his leg P is two meters long. He insists that it is genetic and aesthetic. I am born with a low vision. I blame you or me? Let’s talk about the KTV, they are called professional women! Look at people’s dressing taste, the next generation of genetic improvement depends on the daughter-in-law!"

Father Yan couldn't help his son, so he only weakly justified: "The restaurant manager said that this girl is a famous girl..."

"Although the famous flower has a master, let me loosen the soil." Yan mother reached out and took the small report, and watched Yang Mei, who was secretly photographed by the waiter, her eyes filled with kindness: "This girl has never shaved her cheeks. Bone, brooch augmentation, and the root of the nose. This daughter-in-law is really satisfying. If our son decides to loosen the soil, I will support him with a 24K gold-plated shovel!"

"I still think that the real estate conglomerate girl he got on a blind date today is good, knowing the roots and knowing the bottom..." Father Yan's voice became lower and lower under the stare of his wife.

"Old Yan," Yan Mu said coldly.

Father Yan raised his hand to surrender: "Hey."

"When your son was eighteen years old, I thought he was more than enough to be a princess. At twenty-five years old, I felt that he could almost live by finding a good girl. By the age of thirty, my poor demands had already fallen. When it comes to a woman, alive, it’s okay to be younger than me."

Mother Yan took out a white paper from her bag, and slapped her father heartily: "Now what? I have started to teach myself "Study on the Legal Issues of Gay Marriage"! What else can I ask for? You say me Besides supporting his gilded shovel, what else can I do?!"

Father Yan said: "Good point!" Then he clapped his wife.

Mother Yan snorted, raised the white paper and got up to the kitchen. She just wanted to throw it in the trash can, but suddenly stopped. Her son’s previous great achievements in the blind date came to mind, as if she had staged a whole song. Landing in Normandy.

"...Eight out of ten|It's still useful after nine," said Yan Mu.

Then she returned to the study, and carefully stuffed the "Research on the Legal Issues of Gay Marriage" into the bookcase.

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"A bowl of sweet porridge and two custard buns, take them-oh, is this not a strict team, are you here in person today?"

At sunset, at the gate of the city bureau, Yan Xiu took the steaming plastic bag from the owner of the steamed bun shop, and he hummed twice in his throat.

"Isn't your custom of four meat buns and two dishes? Why do you want to try something new today? Why do you want to try something new?"

"...help others bring it."

"Ouch!" The owner of the bun shop keenly smelled the gossip, and the thief moved closer: "Who can work hard, you, are you a woman?"

Yan Xiu said dryly: "Almost."

"Does it look good?"

The boss has an expression that I will give it away for free as long as you reveal a few words about the buns. Unfortunately, Yan Xiu took out the banknote and slapped it on his chest the next time. He smiled and said: "Special, don’t, look good, Criminal Police Overlord Flower ."

The boss's mouth immediately opened into a round "Oh-" shape, before he could continue to question, Yan Xi had already turned and left.

It's obviously Jiang Ting who has a crush on me, why should I be sent out to help him buy food?

In the past few years, the deputy detachment leader Yan, who has personally visited the steamed bun shop no more than ten times, carried a bag of sweet porridge that was not sticky, and two custard bags, and entered the city bureau gate with a black face. Just as he was about to lift his feet up the steps, an urgent call came from behind: "Comrade police, comrade police!"

Yan Xi turned his head and saw two couples standing at the door of the mailing room. They were Shen's father and Shen's mother who had only met at noon. Shen's father was still holding a small cardboard box in his hand.

Did Yan Xiuxin say something to give away? These days, the police are occasionally sending pennants to the police. Is it time to send Taobao snacks? Then this ethos is worthy of advocating with the masses. Thinking about this, he waved his hand to signal the guard not to stop, and raised his chin at will: "You two, this is..."

"Comrade policeman," for some reason, Father Shen's face was unusually blue and white, and he handed the cardboard box to Yan Xiu, his voice visibly trembling: "This is, this is someone left at the door of our company, we don't know... You, you, you, take a look."

Yan Xiu looked at the couple suspiciously, opened the cover of the carton box, and a strong smell of blood rushed over his face.

A T-shirt soaked in blood was folded right in the box.