Breaking Through the Clouds: 47.Chapter 47

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"Have you called the police?"

Father Shen was taken aback, cast a look for help, Yan Xiu nodded lightly.

"Report, of course! What else should I do? Where can we ordinary people get two hundred million for you?!"

The cold voice of electronic synthesis from the phone: "Very good."

Father Shen got stuck and didn't answer for a while, and the small meeting room fell into suffocating silence.

Yan Xi took out the phone and typed a few words quickly, and his backhand lit up. Father Shen carefully squinted his eyes, stumbling and stumbling to follow Yan Xi's instructions to parrot the tongue: "We, we still want our son to come back, you make a price! As long as our family can afford it, we will give you the money!"

"Two hundred million," the other party said, "A penny can't be less."

"I'm not Jack Ma or Wang Jianlin. You have to get a realistic figure for kidnapping and extortion, right? A few million is a big deal. We sell a house and sell a car for you. Two hundred million, don't you want to force people to die alive? ?!"

Huang Xing poked his head out from the corridor and made a gesture remotely to indicate that the technician was tracking.

Yan Xi nodded in motion.

The bargaining time that Shen's father exercised in his business field finally came into play at this moment: "You want money, I want people, and things that could have been resolved peacefully, why bother to lose? I absolutely can't get 200 million. If it comes out, either you will lower the price, or I will have to treat myself as having never given birth to this son!"

There was a loud pop, and Shen's father was staggered a few steps by Shen's mother's firm slap.

Obviously just acting! Shen's father used his mouth to angrily defended, and then Shen's mother also used his mouth to push back: It's not good to do a show!

Yan Xi's ears moved, and suddenly he heard a half-unobvious sound from the phone, like a mocking sneer, and immediately stepped forward and pulled the couple away.

Sure enough, I just listened to the electronic sound again, like a computer program with no emotions, repeated hardly:

"Two hundred million, one penny can't be less."

"Damn it!" Father Shen was furious: "Idiot, don't pretend to be a fool with me, my son is not in your hands at all! My son is very good! Scholars do not weigh their own jins and jins even if they engage in fraud. I thought I could scare Lao Tzu by taking a piece of clothing stained with bird blood? Shit! With the ability to be honest, I'm not afraid of anything in my life, Shen De, everything—"

Ding!

As if a certain program was started, Father Shen's anger subconsciously stopped, and everyone was staring at the mobile phone closely.

"The execution time is forty-eight hours and twenty-four minutes."

The phone was hung up.

The meeting room was shrouded in a dazed atmosphere. It took a long time before Father Shen jumped out in confusion: "...what is this?"

Yan Xi didn't care about him, and quickly walked into the technical investigation office: "Did you find the rhubarb?"

"This is a network dialing using a foreign paid service. It should be charged to the charging party in advance, and then set up a separate platform to make a call or edit a text message. The number is automatically generated by the system. There is a lot of garbage in China. Subscribing to SMS is similar, but the difference is that this server is set up overseas and is very low-level, which makes it a bit difficult to track."

Yan Xiu asked: "But the person making this call should be in the country, right?"

Huang Xing certainly said: "That must be."

"The TV station's criminal investigation dramas have been released these days, and the criminals have learned to counter-investigation." Yan Xi muttered, suddenly remembering Jiang Ting's evaluation a few hours ago, and his heart was slightly stunned--

"If it is a prank, the method is too sophisticated."

Indeed, if it is a telecommunications fraud, it is impossible for criminals to ask for 200 million and understand the situation of the Shen family; if it is a prank, the method is too sophisticated and beyond the normal logic of behavior.

Then the only explanation is that the kidnapping is real.

This is not a joke.

"How is it?"

Yan Xiu squinted over and saw Jiang Ting standing beside him, holding his arms.

Team Jiang’s facial expressions are still iconic, flat and relaxed, with a thin waist, wide shoulders and long legs, just like a model in a shop window. Looking at him, Yan Xiu somehow felt a slight movement in his heart, as if a stone had been thrown into the lake, causing ripples that were difficult to calm.

"Network dialing." Yan Xiu touched his nose to conceal the unnatural expression a little, and said in a few words the result of the technical investigation, and then asked: "What do you think, Bawanghua?"

Jiang Ting glanced at him inexplicably.

"What is your look in your eyes?"

Jiang Ting asked: "...Don't you mean Yuanfang?"

Yan Xi was taken aback for a moment, and then almost squirted out, and hurriedly raised his face: "Hmm, Yuanfang?"

"It's hard to tell." Jiang Ting shook his head: "Maybe there is something wrong, or it may just be that the Shen family has offended people by doing business and deliberately rectified them. But anyway, just in case it is necessary, if I were If you say, now..."

Jiang stopped talking halfway, and was suddenly interrupted by a knock on the door behind him.

"Brother Yan!" A trainee policeman poked his head in, "Lao Wang from the Baozi Shop downstairs said you ordered a meal for a beautiful policewoman, can you bring it in?!"

Yan Xiu: "..."

Jiang Ting: "?"

"Lao Gao--!" Yan Xiu furiously: "How did you bring the interns? Can you learn to speak?! What kind of beautiful policewoman is messy! What is in my mind every day is to go to work or to fall in love! Lao Gao, bring me Gao Panqing!!"

The innocent Gao Panqing was sorting out the file next door, and hurried over after hearing the sound, picked up the ignorant trainee policeman, went to the next folder, and flew away.

Like a fire-breathing monster, Yan Xiu rushed out the door to pick up the takeaway. Sure enough, I saw the bun shop owner smiling and holding a plastic bag standing at the entrance of the stairs. He curled his neck and looked up the corridor. He saw Yan Xi immediately. Laughing bloomed.

"Look and see, what do you see," Yan Xiuyu was still angry: "I said you have sold buns in front of the city bureau for many years, and I can't tell you even if I coax you. Where did we come from? Pretty policewoman?..."

"Look at those couples," the boss smiled and pointed behind Yan Xiu: "My son's classmate's parents, what's wrong? What happened?"

Yan Xi turned his head, and Shen's father and Shen's mother were standing at the door of the small conference room more than ten meters away, hurriedly pulling the logistics police to ask what.

"...Shen Xiaoqi?" Yan Xiu confirmed.

The boss nodded: "Well, the representative of the physical education class, organized the big guys to go on an outing, and each of them collected two hundred yuan."

Yan Qi was stunned for a few seconds, and said in surprise: "Your son also went to Tianzong Mountain?"

"Why don't you go," the boss recalled suddenly: "Could it be that something happened on the outing?!"

The boss's face changed drastically, and it seemed that his heartbeat jumped to a hundred and eighty in an instant. Yan Xi hurriedly waved to him and said it was okay, and then called Shen Xiaoqi's parents over. When several adults met, they all said it was a coincidence. Sure enough, they all met at the school parent meeting. Shen's mother couldn't wait to talk about the blackmail phone and the **** clothes, which made the owner of the bun shop gasp.

"There is still such a thing these years! Don't worry, it's okay!" He hurriedly comforted Shen's father and Shen's mother: "I have sold bun porridge for so many years at the gate of the Municipal Public Security Bureau. Why have I not seen kidnapping?—— Just two months ago, these policemen successfully rescued the first and second generation of the rich. There was nothing but a few fingers. The second generation of rich parents even drove a sports car to send the pennants! These police officers are very powerful!"

Shen's mother: "..."

Father Shen: "..."

Yan Xi couldn't laugh or cry: "Quickly stop being scared, call your son to confirm that Shen Xiaoqi is indeed with his classmates."

The boss promised, without any delay, he immediately called his child.

His son Wang Ke can be regarded as the group of criminal police who grew up watching him. He helped to see the shop at the gate of the city bureau when he was young. When he was in elementary school, he was extorted by the bullies for pocket money, and came back crying with blood and blood, but the criminal investigation detachment personally settled the matter-caught the bullies and beat them up and sent them to the police station for ten days. Those few non-mainstream young people still don't understand why they only robbed 20 yuan to recruit the Municipal Public Security Bureau. Since then, the elementary schools around a hundred li have been very peaceful.

Wang Ke, unlike Shen Xiaoqi, answered the phone as soon as the bell rang a few times, and said in surprise: "——Huh? What did you say, Dad?"

"Shen Xiaoqi!" The owner of the steamed bun shop repeated it with a more accented tone: "Is he with you?"

"...not here."

Father and mother Shen became nervous immediately: "What? Not here?"

"...He went picking up wood and he will be back soon." Wang Ke added, "We are going to have a bonfire party, and everyone is picking up wood."

The parents of the Shen family breathed a sigh of relief, confirmed that their son had not lied, and repeatedly thanked Yan Xiu and the owner of the steamed bun shop.

A farce has gone through several twists and turns, and it seems that the curtain has finally come to an end at this moment. The confirmation of classmate Wang Ke gave everyone a reassurance. The parents of the Shen family warned Wang Ke several times on the mobile phone, explaining that they should pay attention to safety, fire prevention and theft. The three parents finally let go of their hearts.

"Pay attention to lock doors and windows these days. It's best to pick up your children from school." Yan Xiu sent them to the stairs and said, "If there is any progress in the investigation of the blood suit, we will contact you again. "

Father Shen drew a cigarette and smiled and promised: "Understood! Understood! The police have worked hard!"

Yan Xi waved his hand, pushed his cigarette back, and turned upstairs.

"I should have been comfortable playing games at home or going out to play ball." He thought to himself as he went upstairs, "What a mess of the day."

It was already past eight o'clock in the evening, and there were no major cases. The criminal investigation detachment was almost gone. Yan Xi ascended the last step with his hands in his trouser pockets, vaguely feeling as if he had forgotten something, but couldn't think of a reason, so he rubbed his aching brows.

In my early years, I drank faintly. I still got up and appeared on the scene the next day. There was nothing to do with my energy, and now I can’t do it. It can be seen that his mother is right. People in their 30s have to pay attention to their health. Let's go home early to sleep tonight.

"Police Flower!" Yan Xiu said casually, "Go home, go!"

"..."

"The police flower?"

Yan Xi turned around and almost ran into the head: "Oh, what's the matter with you?"

Jiang Ting put his arms around his chest and leaned against the door frame of the office. At first, the Hua Deng crossed the glass window at the end of the city hall corridor, and coated his face with a gentle shimmer - like gentleness.

He calmly and clearly asked each word:

"Where is the pretty policewoman's bun?"

Yan Xiu: "………………"

The Deputy Yan Detachment was empty-handed. There was a rush of chaos and busyness just now, and the buns they sent the second time did not know where they were left.

Jiang Ting shook his head, seemingly teased, took out the phone to open the food delivery app, and was immediately held by Yan Xi's hand.

Yan Xiu is like a male animal who has not completed the predation mission and failed to feed his little family. His face turned green and red, and he suffocated for a long while: "Go home. I will make up for your good food when I go home."

Jiang Ting raised half of his eyebrows politely.

Sure enough, the Baozi shop at the entrance of the Municipal Bureau was closed. Jiang Ting dubiously followed Yan Xiu into the S450, but he didn't see him driving to the supermarket and other grocery shopping places on the road. After only a few text messages, he said. I stepped back home on the gas pedal.

Prince Yan did not know what his psychology was recently. He was not lucky enough to be located in the double-storey complex in the city center. Instead, he lived in the high-end residential apartment where Jiang had stayed. He finally put the cold and gorgeous model house There is a strong...male hormone smell. The S450 turned into the garage and parked. Jiang Ting just got off the ground, and then he was swept up by Yan Xiuzhao's shoulders. He smugly went upstairs and opened the door. Before the light was on, he just listened to the melodious violin sound from inside.

Slap! Yan Xiu turned on the big chandelier.

Jiang Ting: "?"

In the restaurant, the freshly made five-course dishes for two persons are placed on the dining racks in turn, covered with silver dining lids. Red wine, goblet, bright knife and fork are neatly placed, and branch-shaped candle holders. Blooming faintly splendid light.

"..." Jiang Ting squeezed a meal cover with two fingers, as if pinching a sizzling explosive|powder fuse.

On the Hermes hand-painted porcelain dinner plate, the delicately arranged lobster pasta exudes a strong fragrance.

"May I ask, please?" Jiang Ting finally said.

"Yes." Yan Xiu took off his jacket and replied with the same level of politeness as Jiang Ting raised his eyebrows: "You can do whatever you want with money."

"Um...I mean, can I turn off the music, it's not very good."

Yan Xiu: "..."

Yan Xi silently turned off the speakers, and finally admitted: "Actually, I also think that putting the'Virgin's Ode to' for dinner at home is prone to indigestion, but the group of chefs have to put it every time they come, maybe I want to praise it. "

The lobster is very tender, the pasta is rich and flavorful, and the grilled fish is juicy and juicy. Even the tiramisu as a snack is very authentic. The only fly in the ointment was that the atmosphere on the dining table was a bit awkward. Jiang Ting never spoke. From his side, there was only a slight click of a knife and fork hitting the plate.

Will it be weird for two men to sit face-to-face and eat a candlelight dinner, Yan Xi thought to himself, should I put out the candles?

In fact, I just want to invite him to have a good meal at home, who knows that these chefs have engaged in such a big battle. But Jiang Ting was interesting to me at first, so he wouldn't think I was going to chase him now. Although it’s okay for me to chase him, if he is really innocent, it will take more than four hours to drive from Jianning to Gongzhou in the future. It is very difficult to maintain a long-distance relationship...

Yan Xi rubbed his forehead, suddenly coughed, and asked tentatively: "Team Jiang?"

"Huh?"

"If there is a chance in the future, would you want to transfer to Jianning to work?"

Jiang Ting was stunned. It seemed that he hadn't thought of this problem at all. He said for a while, "It doesn't matter."

——He is willing! Yan Xiu thinks with certainty, he is so proactive!

"Thank you." Jiang Ting finally finished the last sip of tiramisu, wiped his mouth with a white napkin, and raised his head solemnly.

Yan Xiu was immersed in the thoughts of "He has been so proactive and I can't let him down. After all, he is the Jiang team." He let out a dazed voice: "Thank you for what?"

Unexpectedly, Jiang Ting said: "I don't know."

Jiang Ting approached the back of the spacious chair and stretched. This is the first time that he has made such a comfortable and undefended action in front of Yan Xiu. It seems that he has got some kind of warm cat in the ice and snow, and his delicate eyes are narrowed, and then he "huh!" He said with a smile: "You can always make people around you feel safe."

Yan Xi was stunned.

"Do you wash the dishes?" Jiang Ting asked.

"...Oh, no, let's call the hourly worker tomorrow."

Jiang Ting got up and loosened his shoulders, and said, "I'll take a wash, move around."

Yan Xiu stopped getting stuck in his throat. Jiang Ting had already gathered up the leftovers and walked into the kitchen with a stack of porcelain plates. The sound of water was heard in a short while.

The candles are crackling and burning, the warm smell of food is still lingering in the restaurant, and the sound of washing dishes is a bit trance. Yan Xiu sat there for a while, got up and followed up into the kitchen, picked up the dishcloth from the disinfection cabinet, and stood by Jiang Tang's side, and began to wipe the plate with water drops on the iron rack.

They were just like that. Jiang Ting handed it over after washing a plate. Yan Xiu received it and wiped it clean, then gently put it in the cupboard. The two did not talk, but they were shoulder to shoulder, and there were only these trivial sounds of housework in the quiet night.

Until the last few knives and forks were washed and put into the drawer, Jiang Ting took the soft towel from Yan Xiu's hand and wiped his hands.

Yan Xiu stood in front of him, lowered his head slightly because of his height difference, and saw the slender hands covered with small scars drying back and forth on the snow-white soft towel, and his nails were slightly pink.

——I can’t pull the trigger anymore. Such a sentence suddenly appeared in Yan Xi's mind.

But it must be beautiful when you pull the trigger.

Jiang Ting put the soft towel back into Yan Xiu's hand, fixedly looking at him with a smile on his lips: "Good night."

In the bright, warm orange light, Yan Xi couldn't say anything, only muttered lowly in his throat.

Jiang Ting bypassed him and walked out of the kitchen.

·

That night Yan Xiu tossed and turned for a long time without falling asleep, as if some kind of fiery liquid was flowing back and forth on the central nervous system. It took him a long time before he fell into a dreamland in a daze. Broken, fiery, and chaotic fragments were intertwined in the depths of his consciousness, forming a hidden, vague and bizarre scene.

I don't know that after a few hours, the phone bell on the bedside broke through the night and rang sharply.

"...!!!"

Yan Xiu sat up, shaking his head violently, conditioned reflex to answer the phone, and his voice was so hoarse that he couldn't hear it: "Hello? Who?"

"Brother Yan, something has happened." Ma Xiang on the phone was also full of tiredness: "The Shen family drove to Tianzong Mountain to pick up their son home in the middle of the night, and found that Shen Xiaoqi was really missing, not at all. Stay with classmates."

Yan Xi was immersed in the anger of some kind of ambiguous dream being interrupted, and an evil fire rushed into his head: "This **** is not over yet?!"

"Listen to me, this time it is true." Ma Xiang is probably out of anger and is in a calm state of detaching himself from nothingness: "The Shen family received an anonymous call with Shen Xiaoqi's heartbreaking inside. Screams and calls for help, while the kidnappers said that there are still 38 hours and 52 minutes before execution."

Yan Xi frowned and said: "What?" At the same time, he glanced at the time subconsciously.

On the bedside alarm clock, numbers jumped in the dark, emitting a faint green light-5:35 in the morning.