Breaking Through the Clouds: 77.Chapter 77

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Noon the next day.

Gongzhou.

There is a cordon around the open space, but it can't stop the probing and whispering of the square dancers. Upstairs in the apartment, the doors and windows of every household were closed tightly, and the residents stood in the corridor, all rushing downstairs to point and point, and some of them were impatient and began to curse.

"Yaoshou, the dead man committed suicide here. Have you ever considered for others, is it easy for us to eat frugally and afford a house?!"

"Let me and you are talking, Cheng Nanyang's fortune-telling method is the most effective, please quickly ask her to come and see, otherwise, what can I do if there is a trouble at night?"

……

"Let one give way and let another give way," Yan Xiu crossed the crowd and showed his ID to the policeman who was guarding the line, who immediately lifted the cordon and let him pass through.

"Brother Yan!" Ma Xiang greeted him and handed him glove and shoe covers: "You are finally here, and the forensic doctor is cleaning up here!"

Yan Xi took off his sunglasses. The flesh and blood on the ground had been washed away by the heavy rain last night, but the soil still exuded heavy blood. The flies buzzed, the minced meat sticking to the concrete floor was dried, and the white bones and unidentified traces of solidification could be vaguely seen. It should be the brain pulp that was thrown out.

Three or four Gongzhou forensic doctors came out on the scene, and the corpses were almost cleaned up.

"Fuck, I really will choose time to die." Yan Xiu tightened his gloves, and gave Ma Xiang a half-centimeter gap between his two fingers: "When I received a call from the city bureau this morning, I was very **** the Bawang. Your consultant Lu is only a short distance away."

Ma Xiang said: "Isn't it, you still use your overlord to make a bow with your beauty and body? Isn't it half-pushing and half-pushing, with anger and anger, mandarin ducks... mandarin ducks cross their necks and enter the red tent?"

"Hey, although the actual situation is like this, I shouldn’t save you some face for Consultant Lu, I’ll take it on my back." Yan Xi lifted his chin forward: "Can you be sure where you fell from? What do you say about the preliminary judgment of forensic medicine?"

The two climbed up to the rooftop along the corridor. Ma Xiang quickly drew out the notebook that recorded the case: "It is basically certain that the person fell from the rooftop. The guardrails around the rooftop and the corridors along the way have extracted the deceased. Wang Xingye’s footprints and fingerprints. Because the heavy rain caused great damage to the scene of the crime, there is no effective evidence that anyone other than the deceased had been active on the rooftop. Therefore, the initial judgments of Gongzhou Criminal Branch and forensic doctors are all Commit suicide in fear of sin."

"Suicide in fear of crime." Yan Xiu snorted, but the smile was chilling: "The Municipal Bureau detachment said the same in the morning."

Ma Xiang looked around and asked carefully: "What do you think?"

"Being able to flee when the police first started the arrest, and ran out of Jianning on a bicycle under everyone’s eyelids. Such a man of great abilities, showing his best, was actually to rush away overnight. Suicide in the field?" Yan Xiu said lightly: "You have to tell me that this building once lived with his undeserved first love or his eight-generation single-born son. Then I will etiquette believe this mentally retarded conclusion."

They happened to pass by the Gongzhou policeman who was taking the transcript of the inquiry in the corridor. Ma Xiang thought for a while and decided not to respond.

"Just this door," Yan Xiu pushed open the building to the iron door on the top floor leading to the rooftop, and said coldly: "Only the fingerprint of Wang Xingye was presented? We are really stupid and fooled."

As soon as the iron door opened, the moldy air came with the characteristic salty smell after the rain.

Gongzhou’s on-site trace inspectors are doing final finishing work around the rooftops. Gao Panqing, who rushed to the scene with Ma Xiang in the morning, is facing them, and a person wearing a dark blue police uniform jacket and body. Talk to a man of moderate volume, about forty years old. Probably he has been paying attention to the movement here. As soon as Yan Xiu opened the door and showed his head, Gao Panqing immediately greeted him: "Team Yan, you are here!"

"Come here, this is the leader of the Criminal Investigation Division of our Jianning City Bureau, Yan Team." Gao Panqing turned to the man and smiled at Yan Xiu: "This is the Criminal Investigation Division of Gongzhou. The captains of a team, we are here to discuss the matter of the case."

Yan Xi's eyes flickered, and he heard the clue from the first half of Gao Panqing's extra-heavy tone, but didn't say anything, smiled and shook hands with Team Qi.

However, as soon as he got started, he felt unusual.

The opponent's hands are cold, weak, and the palms are soft and smooth, plus a straight uniform, looks very imposing on the surface, unlike a mature and experienced field police-at least the field does not wear police uniforms all day. of.

"Vice Yan’s name is a household name in Province S. How could I not know? I have been looking up for a long time." Team Qi was not very angry in his words, but his smile was very sincere: "The Gongzhou Jianning joint operation back then , We have also met each other, but in just a few years, everything is right and wrong. Yan Fu is now different from what it used to be, and it is becoming more and more prestigious!"

The meaning in this sentence seems to be vaguely saying that Yan Xi was just a little boy.

Dian Guang Shi Huo Jian Yan Xiu understood why Lao Gao had just emphasized that he "currently presides over the work of the detachment", he couldn't help but smiled, holding Qi team's hand and did not let go: "It's true that things are wrong. Back then, the joint operation was a member of the second anti-drug detachment of Gongzhou, right? At that time, the leader of your detachment was......"

"Ah, yes, Jiang Ting! Look at my memory." Yan Xiu slapped his forehead against Team Qi's suddenly faded smile: "You were under the leadership of Team Jiang back then. Oh, your team Jiang is amazing. Ah, I was promoted to the first superintendent at a young age, but unfortunately, he was sacrificed on the front line of drug control. At that time, the Qi team was transferred from the second drug control team to the criminal investigation department, and then rose to the present?"

Team Qi’s smile has faded almost out of sight: "Don’t mention the past, don’t mention the past." Then he drew his hand vigorously: "Come on, let me take Yan's deputy to see the scene of the crime."

In fact, the scene of the crime has nothing to look at. Indeed, a large number of traces of evidence have been destroyed by the rainstorm, and there is no footprint on the felt, asphalt, and concrete floor soaked in rain. Several trace inspectors tried to extract evidence such as hair and fingerprints around the guardrail. The Qi team pointed at them and said: "This is where the dead jumped. Just now the first batch of inspection materials has been sent back to the bureau. I will wait for the results. Jianning will be notified."

Yan Xiu didn't comment, so he asked: "Jump down?"

The Qi team didn't say anything.

"This guardrail must be one meter, three to four. Wang Xingye is about 1.75 meters tall and weighs a small 200 jin. Can he climb it?"

Qi team said slowly: "In theory, it can be done. If the desire for death is particularly strong...what do you do, sir!"

His changed tone of voice declined, and Yan Xiu had walked to the side of the guardrail, with both hands supporting the bottom of the foot off the ground, and at the same time, his right foot hooked the top of the guardrail, protruding his upper body out, and a little further forward. It fell more than ten layers.

Qi team rushed forward, before reaching Yan Xiu, he laughed and jumped back to the ground and patted the dust on his hands: "I don't think it can actually be done."

"You!..."

Yan Xi patted the team on the shoulder, and affectionately left half a gray handprint on his crisp uniform: "Qi team, you see, if this person wants to climb over the guardrail and jump down without putting anything under his feet , At least you have to do a pull-up first. It’s no problem to do dozens of them with my body type. As for Wang Xingye, this fat guy was really lifted up and threw it down?"

Team Qi frowned as he patted himself on the shoulder, "There is no physical evidence to support this!"

"What about the security surveillance around here?"

"This building was originally a blind spot for surveillance. There was a heavy rain and power failure last night, and even the street lights were turned off. There were no clues at all. Our visual investigators were already nervous, and it was okay to watch the surveillance again and again. Use!"

Ma Xiang couldn't help but interrupted: "In this case, we have a lot of staff in Jianning, so why don't we call a few people to help?"

"I'm sorry, I can't do it." Team Qi shook his head, speaking very politely, but with a firm attitude: "Since the case happened in the jurisdiction of Gongzhou, it should be hosted by our Gongzhou. Yours Even if people want to take a look at the video, it is also inter-provincial intervention in handling the case. Let's take the official approval from the ministry before talking about it!"

Ma Xiang's face instantly became angry, and before he could say anything, he was held down by Yan Xiu.

Unexpectedly by the Qi team, Yan Xiu is no longer the thorn in the public security bureaus of the two provinces five years ago. He is not at all annoyed at all, and even has a good voice: "The view of the Yiqi team , This case should be regarded as committing suicide?"

The Qi team pondered for a few seconds and nodded: "There is really no evidence that he did not commit suicide."

Even an old man such as Gao Panqing almost blurted out his mother-who was sick and came here in the middle of the night to kill himself, didn't he open his eyes and talk nonsense? !

But Yan Xiu didn't get angry or even said a word. He took out two soft Chinese sticks from his pocket, and the Qi team hesitated for a while and accepted them and thanked them.

"Our criminal investigators are working hard all day long," Yan Xi sighed while helping him light a cigarette.

Team Qi spit out the smoke ring, his face lightened a little, and signaled the trace inspector to continue doing his own work, and immediately beckoned to Yan Xiu and his party to follow him downstairs.

"Brother Yan," Qi team sighed with a smoke in it, "There are some things that I can't do alone, do you understand?"

Yan Xi just smiled and said nothing.

"I also heard about the serial kidnapping cases in S Province in the past two years. It is said that Wang Xingye, the bastard, is still daring to buy a murderous policeman, right? So as long as you are not mentally retarded, you should know that there is only a dead end after being arrested. The procuratorate and the court will not let him go. Such a heinous criminal has consciously died near the end. Isn’t it normal and logical to commit suicide in fear of crime?"

"Furthermore, let me tell you a heart-wrenching remark." The Qi team went downstairs and half-sided, and sighed, "How much trouble did this person die save you from the Jianning City Bureau? Statement, dossier , The chain of evidence, civil compensation, arguing with the prosecutor’s office... If I were you, I would secretly enjoy myself under the covers at night. There were more than a dozen people who worked overtime for half a month, hey! It’s good now, the case can be closed!"

——Indeed, the mastermind Wang Xingye is dead, and the accomplices such as Fan Wu can't run far. After the grandsons of the assaulted police officers were captured, they were beaten to death, and maybe the underground black workshop where they bought|buy guns and bullets could be tried out.

As a dead person, Wang Xingye couldn't speak. No matter how Yan Xiu improvised and smeared on the final case file, he could only honestly cooperate with the police.

The so-called peace of mind and trouble is simply perfect.

"That's what I said," Yan Xiu smiled: "But we still have a pair of victims' corpses that we haven't found where they are buried."

"Oh..." Team Qi was about to say something, suddenly his voice paused.

The four of them walked down the corridor back and forth, passing the seventh floor at this time. Yan Xi squinted his eyes sharply. He clearly saw Qi team turn around and looked very inconspicuously to the home on the right, as if he was deliberately paying attention to something.

Yan Xi glanced at the corner of his eye.

The door of a certain house at the end of the corridor was open, and there was a faint figure of a criminal investigator in uniform flashing.

"What's going on over there?" Yan Xiu seemed to ask casually, "I found a witness?"

"Oh, no, no." Team Qi said quickly: "The family reported a robbery two days ago. They just appeared on the scene today and watched it together."

Yan Xiu's eyes were fixed, and the color of the fingertips that Qi team held on the handrails of the stairs changed slightly, as if they were using hard force.

This detail, which is hard for ordinary people to notice, directly branded the house number of that household into Yan Xi's heart——701.

"Robbery in the house? So coincidentally in these two days?" Yan Xiu followed the Qi team, walking non-stop, and said casually as he went downstairs: "You have to check it carefully, in case you fall with Wang Xingye. What about the inside story of the case?"

The Qi team played haha ​​and didn't speak. It was not until the group of people came out of the corridor and came to the Jianning police car that was outside the cordon. Seeing that there were no people around, he patted Yan Xi's shoulder: "Brother Yan, let me tell you the truth. There is really no inside story about this case. "

Yan Xiu smiled on his face, listening to her ears.

"If Wang Xingye didn’t die in this community, or even as long as it wasn’t this building, then we could try to take a risk and investigate further down—but now it seems that this case is defined as committing suicide in fear of crime, not only for you, It’s good for me and the boss, and the benefits outweigh the disadvantages for the overall situation."

Yan Xiu's eyes narrowed.

Ma Xiang and Gao Panqing behind him were also stunned.

"What's in this building?" Yan Xiu asked immediately.

Team Qi shook his head and said nothing.

The silent air slowly spread around, passing through the crowd not far away. Several cars with Gongzhou police surrounded the open space, and the forensic doctor was vaguely seen carrying the black plastic bag coming and going.

"If Brother Qi has something unspeakable, don't talk about it." Yan Xiu paused slightly, and the conversation changed: "But even if I understand Brother Qi’s difficulties, I still have those from the Jianning City Bureau and the Provincial Department. Old man, how should I explain to them when I go back? If our Lu Bureau came to ask about the case in person by that time, it would be difficult for Brother Qi to hold him back."

His words were soft and hard, he directly brought out the old fox Lu Ju, who is very difficult in the public security system in the southwest region, as a shield. It can be said to be very level-but who knows that the Qi team only laughed. Waved his hand: "Lu Ju? It doesn't matter, this is what you Lu Ju mean."

Speaking, he made a call in Yan Xiu's suspicious eyes, and he was connected after a while, only to hear him "feed": "Old Lu? Hey, it's my Xiaoqi. Just as you ordered, Deputy Yan is here with me, come and tell him in person."

Yan Xiu frowned and took the phone, and as expected he only heard Lu Ju's calm voice: "Yan Xiu?"

"Hey Bureau Lu, I am watching the case of Wang Xingye falling from a building in Gongzhou..."

"Suicide in fear of sin."

Yan Xiu's pupils shrank instantly.

"I will come back immediately after seeing the situation." Lu Ju slowly said, "Keep in mind the details of the scene, let Ma Xiang take a few more photos, and bring them back if you can bring them back. Other things are currently Don't think about it, no matter what happens, keep the clues and talk about it later."

"But..."

Lu Ju interrupted him: "Wang Xingye died too local."

Yan Xi was stunned.

"Return to Jianning immediately, the team still needs you to take charge of work."

The voice on the other side of the phone stopped abruptly, and Lu Ju hung up.

"Brother Yan, you are indeed a raptor, but there may be some things that Jianning didn't tell you clearly." Team Qi smiled and took back his mobile phone, and said with regret: "In short, Wang Xingye Let us take care of everything behind him. You can also close the case sooner. It’s good for everyone-ah, that’s it."

Qi team also greeted Gao Panqing in a decent way, just as the forensic doctor came to look for it, so they left.

As soon as he left here, Ma Xiang immediately lost his breath over there: "Brother Yan! We are now..."

Yan Xi raised his hand to stop him, raised his head, and took a deep breath. This action caused all his boiling emotions to be forcibly flattened, and then he turned to Ma Xiang and Gao Panqing, his complexion calm and no abnormality: "Then I will return to Jianning first."

Ma Xiang hesitated to speak.

"Take more pictures and be smart. If you see any hair or nails and blood stains on the ground, pick it up and take it away." Yan Xiu glanced behind him, and then lowered his voice: "Besides, there is no one else. At that time, go and see 701 in that building."

Ma Xiang didn't react, but the older Gao Panqing immediately understood, and gave him a clear look.

Yan Xi nodded, strode out of the clearing, and got into the silver G65 parked on the side of the road in the distance.

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The door was heavily closed, and Han Xiaomei in the driver's seat immediately turned her head worriedly: "Strictly, you..."

Boom!

Yan Xi couldn't restrain his emotions anymore, and hit the back of the passenger's seat with a punch, then gritted his teeth and punched again.

The next second his wrist was held by Jiang Ting out of thin air—pop!

"Even if you smash it a hundred times, even if you take this car apart now." Jiang Ting said flatly, holding his hand, "what's the use?"

Yan Xiu's fist was finally loosened a little bit, and his fierce knuckles were blue and white.

"Drive," Jiang Ting ordered.

Han Xiaomei didn't dare to stop there, and quickly started the off-road vehicle.

"I didn't even see the corpse." Yan Xi finally spoke, his voice low and hoarse: "When I came out this morning, Fang Zhenghong said he committed suicide in fear of crime. I even satirized him. I didn't expect it for a few hours. Even Lv Ju has determined that Wang Xingye jumped off the building by himself... It’s good for everyone? Yes, a condemned prisoner fell to his death by himself, but this is good for everyone?!"

Han Xiaomei didn't dare to speak in front of her, she didn't even dare to look in the rearview mirror.

Jiang stopped in the back seat to play chess, and did not answer.

Yan Xi finally turned to him: "Who is that grandson whose surname is Qi?!"

"Qi Sihao, a member of the second anti-drug team in Gongzhou, did not perform well, his personality was relatively mediocre, and the economic conditions were not very good. He stepped on the spot step by step when he went to work and after get off work." Jiang stopped a horse and said, "But It is precisely because of this character that after the reorganization of the second squad, he was promoted to the deputy branch of the criminal investigation. Probably the advantage is that he is obedient. He was put on the right after the detachment leader retired six months ago."

Yan Xiu suddenly asked: "How do you know?"

"Why don't I know the news that comes out after a little inquiries?"

Jiang parked his cell phone and looked at each other with Yan Xiu. The stacked buildings and viaducts on the side of the street quickly passed by the windows on both sides of the car.

"..." Yan Xi looked at him and asked: "Lu Ju said that Wang Xingye died too local, and the surname Qi also said that if he hadn't fallen from that building, this matter could be risky. Check it down-what happened in that apartment building?"

"..."

"Is it related to household 701?"

Han Xiaomei could feel the air in the back seat as if it had been drained by a vacuum machine. The low pressure forced the blood stream to hit the eardrum crazily, making her dare not even turn her eyes.

After a long while, she finally heard Jiang Ting, no, consultant Lu’s voice rang, even though these words seemed to have ignited an explosive|purge lead|line: "Before questioning, why don’t you think about other people’s concealment? Is it really because the time has not come?"

Boom! !

The shock from the back of the co-pilot was so obvious that even Han Xiaomei almost jumped!

At the same time, the bell suddenly rang, and the sharp domestic mobile phone bell was like an invisible sharp knife, and it pierced Han Xiaomei's poor eardrum at the same time.

Fortunately, the precarious volcano in the back did not erupt in the next moment, and Yan Xiuqiang's self-tolerant voice sounded: "Hello, Lu Ju?"

"Are you on the road?"

"Yes, I..."

"Okay." Lu Ju calmly said, "I'm just here to confirm that you have indeed left the scene."

"701..."

Toot——Toot——Toot——

The call was hung up, and Yan Xiu's question was stuck in his throat.

Yan Xiu didn't delay for a moment, and immediately dialed back, but this time the ringtone automatically hung up and no one answered.

If Yan Xiu might not be so impulsive in the past, but at this moment Qi Sihao's blatant ridicule, Gongzhou's angry concealment, and the anger of not being able to handle the case are solid and solid in the heart of Deputy Yan Detachment-after all, he is worthy of the name. For the second generation of super rich, look at the local taxation and the introduction of various talents to invest in poverty alleviation projects, not to mention the municipal bureaus and departments, even the provincial party committees have to give a bit of face, and the temperament in the bones is the daily low-key and easy-going. It's impossible.

Now he went up on the spot and called the direct line number of the director's office five or six times, until the eighth or the ninth time, the other party finally picked up: "Hey..."

"Why can't this case be investigated?!" Yan Xiu roared: "I don't care what happened in that building, now my suspect is dead! I must get the ministry's approval to investigate thoroughly!"

"Why go on?" From the mobile phone, Wei Deputy Bureau answered inexplicably, "Lu Bureau went to the provincial government office. I saw his office phone keeps ringing, so I passed by and picked it up."

Yan Xiu: "..."

"Have you taken gunpowder, you kid, hurry back to me, this afternoon we have to—"

Yan Xiu cut off the phone.

No one in the carriage made a sound, and Han Xiaomei was frightened. At this time, the navigation sound sounded in a timely manner: "One kilometer ahead, turn right to the exit of Hengshui Road and get off the viaduct..."

Jiang Ting suddenly said: "Wait, don't turn."

Han Xiaomei was just about to switch on the lights, she was taken aback, only to hear him say: "Go straight ahead, after five kilometers, turn right on Guangzhi Road and get on the highway."

"But this will make a detour, and the traffic is not too..."

Jiang Ting's tone slightly increased: "Go straight."

Jiang Ting usually speaks slowly and calmly and is always very calm, but the slightly heavy semantics reveals a tough aura that the superiors cannot refuse. Han Xiaomei was so fooled that she immediately turned her right turn light back, but before she turned it on, she suddenly heard Yan Xiu coldly saying: "Turn right!"

"This—"

"I told you to turn right!"

Han Xiaomei looked at the rearview mirror secretly, and saw Jiang Ting frowned: "I know this section of the road, you listen to me, and drive forward."

"But the Yan team..."

Jiang stopped waiting for Yan Xiu to speak, and said coldly: "Go ahead!"

The navigation sounded again: "Three hundred meters ahead, turn right to the exit of Hengshui Road, pass the Martyrs Cemetery and continue northward for 23 kilometers--"

"Have you heard that I told you to turn right?!" Yan Xiu suddenly got up: "Turn on the light!"

Han Xiaomei was at a loss and couldn't help taking a peek behind her.

"Hengshui Road exit one hundred meters ahead--"

"What to look at! Turn on the light and turn right!!"

Han Xiaomei, who was in a hurry, turned the steering wheel at the last moment, and the G65 swiftly turned and whizzed across two lanes, and rushed down the Hengshui Road exit without looking back amidst the angry horns behind her.

"1.5 kilometers ahead, the Martyrs Cemetery, continue to drive 23 kilometers north."

Han Xiaomei's heart was beating wildly, and she couldn't find the courage to turn her head back for a long time. Just when she was trembling and trying to peek into the rearview mirror, she was suddenly slapped on the back of the shoulder: "...ah!"

Jiang Ting calmly said: "Pull over for a while."

Han Xiaomei didn't know. So, she slowly pulled over and stopped under the viaduct. The door was opened before the body stopped completely. Then Jiang stopped and went on without looking back.

"Lu Lulu, consultant Lu?!"

Han Xiaomei lowered the car window abruptly, and then her eyes widened-she saw Yan Xiu also rushed down, three steps and two steps to catch up with Jiang Ting, with one hand on his shoulder. Forcing him to turn around, the two stood face to face in the empty shadows under the bridge.

Yan Xi asked word by word: "Are you so afraid to face the dozen or so urns in the front cemetery?"

The traffic on the viaduct, the loudspeakers, the rumbling of the subway passing by, and the mundane hustle and bustle of the huge city, are all isolated by the empty bridge and become the vague background sound of this scene.

It rained only the night before, and the muddy water mixed with sand and soil under the bridge hole was flowing everywhere, with undulating floor tiles.

After a long, long time, Jiang Ting said: "Yes."

In the dimness, he raised his head slightly, his cheeks were blue and cold, and his eyes shimmered: "Are you satisfied?"

Yan Xiu's cheek muscles twitched fiercely, but before he had time to react, Jiang Ting turned and walked forward.

His steps are trembling, and the ground is wet and muddy, so he walks unsteadily. When he stepped on a raised floor tile, dirty water gushed from his feet, causing him to stagger a little, and subconsciously reached out to support the moss-grown stone wall.

Immediately after he lost weight suddenly, Yan Xi was hit and hugged from behind.

Yan Xiu didn't say a word, so he hugged him tightly with both hands, striding through the passage, not even caring that the hand-made leather shoes and trousers were soaked by the dirty water, until he left the bridge hole and came to a little flatter On the ground, he bent down and parked Jiang down.

"..." Jiang Ting paused before making a sound.

I saw Yan Xi kneeling halfway on the ground, took out the men’s handkerchief from his pants pocket, shaken it at random, wiped Jiang Ting’s ankles splashed with dirty water, and pressed the soaked trousers a circle along the edge. , Try to absorb the excess water with a handkerchief, and then carefully roll up the wet part of the trousers with both hands.

From Jiang Ting's perspective, he can't see his face, only the back of his head with black hair, and the tight shoulders under the line of the shirt.

Then Yan Xiu got up and threw the handkerchief, stood by the trash can, lowered his head and lit a cigarette.

The silence lasted for several minutes before Yan Xiu's ambiguous voice sounded: "Sorry, I shouldn't be angry at you, I didn't mean it."

Jiang Ting took a sigh of relief, and it took a long time to step forward and stand side by side with Yan Xi. He touched a cigarette from his trouser pocket and hooked his fingers.

Yan Xi took out a lighter and lit him. The two faced each other, almost intimately touching the tips of their noses.

"..." Jiang Ting vomited a long white mist, the clear and cold face finally eased like an illusion, hoarsely said: "I will not be able to go back to face them yet."

This is actually very ominous, and Yan Xi glanced at him to the side.

"On the way to Gongzhou, I had some speculations about Wang Xingye’s death in my heart, but I didn’t say it because I was not sure. Until just now I heard you talk about the attitudes of Lu Ju and Qi Sihao, and then combined my thoughts on this The faint memory of the terrain around the community, I can really confirm this."

Jiang Ting coughed a little while covering his mouth. Yan Xi watched carefully and patted his thin and tall back carefully, but Jiang Ting waved his hand to indicate that it was all right.

"You have a bad temper, but you guessed it right," he coughed and said, "It's 701."