Chapter 20
Not only the interrogation room, but even a few people outside the one-sided glass were stunned, and Gou Li muttered: "? What's the situation? β
Hu Weisheng seemed to be sitting on the electric chair, his facial features were twitching strangely, making his already not very upright eyebrows and eyes appear more crooked, and his hoarse panting was clearly audible:
"The surname Jiang doesn't follow the rules, he deserves to die, he has such a day......"
"Who is his brother, the policeman? Public Prosecutor's Office or Court? What does it mean to not follow the rules, and who have you ever been tried? Are there any unwritten rules in the Gongzhou system? β
There was a clangling movement outside the single-sided glass, Qin Chuan knocked on the window with one hand and shouted at the Bluetooth headset: "Old Yan! β
Yan Yu turned a deaf ear, only to see Hu Weisheng clutching the cigarette butt tightly, gritting his teeth and repeating: "I don't want to die, I didn't commit a capital crime, I was just a person who was taken to get the goods." They can't cross the river and tear down the bridge like this, kill the one surnamed Jiang, and then kill ......"
"Who took you to pick up the goods? Where did you get it? Who is going to kill Jiang Zhu? Yan Yu Huoran got up and almost approached Hu Weisheng: "Say it quickly!" Otherwise, letting you out and being hit and killed on the highway is your end tomorrow! β
- If Jiang had stopped here, he might have slapped back his words when Yan Yu shouted "Let you out".
Afterwards, Yan Yu recalled it and regretted that he didn't care about the second half of the sentence at that time.
He just wanted to intimidate the suspect one last time, but it turned out that the textbooks of the police academy back then were the result of countless experiences - in the criminal interrogation process, any mistake may lead to the end of the previous work.
Hu Weisheng subconsciously looked at the bloody photo of the scene in front of Yan Yu: "Yihe Road 'Sanchun Flower Tree', they say that the new goods are all from ......"
Suddenly he stopped.
Yan Yu watched the expression on his face change dramatically, like a ridiculous pantomime, from blue to red, from red to purple, and finally almost turned into iron blue, squeezing out two words:
"That's not right."
Yan Yu sighed in his heart.
ββ¦β¦ Lie to me...... You lied to me...... How the do you dare to lie to Lao Tzu? Hu Weisheng's snorting voice became louder and louder, and suddenly turned into a crazy shout: "How dare you fool me!" It's not ...... at all I'm going to kill you! I'm going to fucking kill you bitch! You-"
The handcuffs and the iron chair clattered together, the criminal police saw that something was wrong, pushed open the door and rushed in, two or three people forcibly held down Hu Weisheng, who was blushing and thick-necked, at the same time, and suddenly extremely dirty abuse and howls burst out of his mouth, and the chaotic interrogation room was simply unbearable.
"The strips raised by dog X, squeezing oil from Lao Tzu's bones, can't die well......"
"Old Yan?" Qin Chuan walked in quickly: "Are you okay?" How? β
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Yan Yu stared at the photo in front of him, unable to say anything, his mind was blank, and only his subconscious was spinning rapidly.
No, what's wrong?
The person has been crushed to the point of only flesh, and there is hardly any distinguishable human tissue in the whole picture, let alone any physical features; The only remaining half of the head in the corner of the picture is still the back of the head with blood on the camera, Fan Si and his mother will not recognize it.
Hu Weisheng had obviously been bluffed, what made him suddenly clearly distinguish that this was wrong?
Which detail on the screen made him sure that this bolognese was not his accomplice?
"Old Yan!" Qin Chuan slapped him on the shoulder: "What are you doing, you are stunned!" β
Bang!
Yan Yu stood up, the folding chair rubbed against the ground and made a screeching sound, only to hear him say, "I know." β
Qin Chuan frowned: "...... Know what? β
"She's a woman."
Hu Weisheng's yelling and scolding movements suddenly stopped.
"The only thing that shows physical features in this picture is short hair, and your accomplice is a woman with long hair. So when Feng Yuguang took drugs and went crazy and got out of the car, she couldn't hold him, and you shielded the accomplice not only because you were afraid that she would not be able to withstand the trial as a woman, but also because there was an emotional connection between you. Yan Yu said word by word, "You like her." β
Hu Weisheng's lips trembled, as if he had just changed to another person in a rage.
Yan Yu casually stuffed the photo into Qin Chuan's arms:
"The focus of the investigation will immediately shift to Hu Weisheng's relationship between men and women, including the circulation of money, tenants' contacts, and any contact with the opposite sex with mobile phones that have appeared around him, up to sixty to sixteen, don't let go of any of them, immediately!"
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Three spring flower trees.
Judging from the name, the boss has really tried his best, but the nightclub is a nightclub, and it is not a little more elegant. The dance floor is lit up with flashing lights, the bar is staggered, the DJ is shaking his head on the second floor, and the whole background melody is as strong as a construction site pile driver; Not to mention covert communication here, even if you are slightly separated by two steps, it is difficult to hear even a loud yell.
"The Macallan has been drinking pure for 25 years, and I don't want the process, so I send it directly." Yan Yu casually inserted a few bills into the sexy deep ditch of the female bartender, "Here you go." β
The bartender's charming eyes were decorated beautifully, and she swept Yan Yu's watch slippery and sophisticated, and turned away with a smile.
"The executor is in place, and the informant is moving towards you." The headphones erupted in the unbridled laughter of young men and women, and then Qin Chuan's ridicule came: "You just wiped out your group's case handling funds for the first half of the month, and it is time for the Wei Bureau to go to the hospital to check for high blood pressure." β
Yan Yu raised his head and looked into the distance, but from his position, he could only see the demons dancing all over the world.
"Come on, I didn't post it myself, as if we had enough funds in the bureau. What about informants? β
Qin Chuan said, "Come here." β
"Handsome guy alone tonight?" The bartender twisted her thin waist and turned back, poured half a glass of whiskey with her own hands, wiped her red nails lightly on the back of Yan Yu's hand, squinted at the tips of her eyes and smiled: "What about your girlfriend, how dare you let you out alone?" β
The corners of Yan Yu's mouth hooked: "Isn't this without a girlfriend?" β
The bright light shadow makes his facial contours extraordinarily deep, not only like a dashing rich man, but also revealing a strong and tough masculine aura. The bartender smiled even more happily, and sat down in his arms, and put her snow-white arm on his shoulder with a fake gold screw bracelet: "Coincidentally, I'm also alone tonight." β
Just as she was about to sit down completely, a fat man panted and squeezed out of the crowd, his eyes swept around, fell on Yan Yu, and immediately made a gesture to kill the chicken and wipe his neck.
"Busy with business, baby, I'll look for you again." Yan Yu slapped the bartender's buttocks, so as to lift her up from his arms, laughed like a prodigal ruffian, and stuffed the McCarron, which was still almost full, into her choppy arms after swiping the card: "Help me save it." β
Qin Chuan: "Lao Yan, you hooligan deliberately take advantage of others hahaha-"
Yan Yu's smile remained unchanged, and he gritted his teeth from the corner of his mouth: "You are objective, Lao Tzu's face is listed in the sea for at least 50,000 yuan, who takes advantage of whom?" β
Qin Chuan: "Hahahahahaha-"
The fat man was sweating profusely, and he didn't know whether it was hot or nervous, so he squeezed over with the shocking drum beat, and shouted at Yan Yu: "The little prince of the nightclub?!" β
"......" Yan Yu said: "Lao Tzu surnamed Qin must kill you when he goes back......"
Qin Chuan: "Come on, come on, whoever dies, come on!" β
The fat man rubbed his hands in a sneer, his eyes were not eyes, his nose was not his nose. Yan Yu saw that he was indeed too nervous, so he raised his chin and motioned for him to drink the untouched Macallan. The fat man immediately took it up and drank it all, stretched out his tongue and exhaled, and gave him a thumbs up: "Good wine!" Okay, just do it! Follow me! β
Yan Yu stood up, and the fat man led him to squeeze between his snow-white arms and thighs on the dance floor, and Yan Yu didn't know how much oil he was rubbed along the way, so he only heard the fat man ask in his ear: "Brother Qin said you want white goods?" β
Yan Yu said coldly: "What I want is 'blue goods'." β
The fat man didn't know why, so he leaned on his ear and said: "I think you understand, but the way of this business is not an insider, he doesn't understand, if something happens to you, you will make me miserable." Therefore, when you meet someone, you must not speak, everything is according to me, and act according to my eyes; If you understand, you will nod, if you can't do it, we will withdraw immediately, okay? β
Yan Yu nodded.
The fat man wanted to speak and stopped, looked him up and down a few times uneasily, and finally couldn't help asking, "Are you really eating public food?" β
Yan Yu asked rhetorically: "Do you look at the documents?" β
"No, no, no." The fat man snorted at the watch in his hand, and said stupidly, "It's like ...... It's like the real thing. β
Yan Yu snorted.
They walked through the brilliant lights of the dance floor, bypassing the booths and a huge screen, and the deafening music suddenly became much smaller. There was a flash of sparks in the darkness ahead, Yan Yu stopped suddenly, and then found that there were two horses standing by the stairs leading to the second floor, one was dyed with the now popular granny gray, and was lowering his head to light a cigarette, and the other was dyed with red hair behind his back.
The fat man whispered, "Stand still." Then he stepped forward and muttered a few words to the red hairman with a smile on his face.
Qin Chuan's voice came from the earphones: "The gray-haired one is called Feilong, and the red-haired one is nicknamed Kongzai, and they are all thugs." They will take you up to the second floor to trade, and as soon as you see the 'blue goods', you will immediately ring your headphones three times to send out the signal. Be careful about the transaction money, it is your own money, and it will not be reimbursed in case it is robbed. β
Yan Yu snorted, indicating that he knew.
In just a few seconds, there was a problem with the communication between the red hair and the fat man, probably a little arguing a few words, the red hair turned around and waved his hand again and again: "This person is a fresh face, you dare to bring him to buy goods?" β
Fat man: "Brother Kong, this is my introduction, it must be reliable, especially rich!" β¦β¦β
"It's okay, this kid does have money." Gray Mao whispered to Red Fur: "I just opened a wine of more than 20,000 yuan in front, I didn't look for a manager, the commission is directly calculated on the ledger, I think he is eight achievements for that little girl......"
The red hair was finally moved, and waved at Yan Yu.
Yan Yu stood still and did not move.
Yan Yu is simply blessed to go undercover in this kind of entertainment place: all the outfits are ready-made and genuine, and the consumption generated during the undercover period does not need to be reimbursed or go through any signing process, and most importantly, he has a kind of arrogance of Lao Tzu's solitude, and the proficiency of entering any gold hole, the kind of rich second-generation temperament that makes people want to use the sole plate to pump it hard at a glance is something that no undercover agent can imitate.
Redhair: "Call you, hey!" β
Yan Yu glanced at him while smoking, with the gaze of "What kind of green onion are you, a few blind commanders", the red hair frowned, and when he came up, he stretched out his hand to pull him: "Come here, I don't want to harm you, come here and stand." β
Yan Yu flashed: "What are you doing, moving your hands and feet?" β
"Search, search big brother!" The red hair said bitterly, "You are a newcomer, you don't know anyone, can you just put it in?" After the search, I will take you down to see the goods, rest assured, it won't take two minutes! β
Yan Yu was stunned for a moment, and glanced at the fat man - the fat man obviously didn't expect a body search, and his whole face changed drastically in an instant, but fortunately, the stage lights swept to the side at this time.
Qin Chuan asked in the headset, "What's wrong?" β
Yan Yu subconsciously wanted to raise his hand to pick the headset, but as soon as he moved, he was forcibly controlled in the eyes of the red hair.
"Brother, be cooperative, we will also do things according to the rules." Gray Mao flicked the cigarette ash and sighed: "It's been a tight wind these days, and two days ago I said that a stupid guy was smoking to death on the street - alas, what do you call this?" The younger brother also eats with a mouthful of food, and it is not easy for anyone to ......"
Yan Yu took half a step back unobtrusively.
"Don't ramble with him so much, what does he know?" The red hair was impatient: "Who's coming, hurry up, there are still people waiting to arrange the order below, we can leave after you buy it, shouldn't you be hiding something on your body?" β
The fat man trembled and shouted: "Empty, empty brother......"
- When that sound came out, Yan Yu knew in his heart that it was going to be bad.
Sure enough, the red hair looked at Yan Yu, and then at the fat man, and suddenly felt that something was wrong from the extraordinarily weak tone: "What are you afraid of?" β
Fatty: "......"
"Damn, can't you really hide something?"
At this time, not only the red hair, but even the gray hair got up from the sofa, exchanged suspicious glances with each other, and then walked forward.
Yan Yu's pupils suddenly contracted, and in just three seconds, it seemed to be suddenly lengthened. There was an invisible string in the void that was tightened and tightened, and gradually emitted a piercing sound approaching the critical pointβ
What to do, run?
Or hit?!
The red fur walked straight to the front: "Hey, you ......"
Bang!
- The string is broken.
All the changes happened at the same second, and not far away there suddenly erupted in a shrill cheer on the booth, and the loud laughter was deafening, and then the screen was slammed open.
Red Hair, Gray Hair, and Yan Yu turned back at the same time.
A figure turned its back to them, drunkenly waving his hand and throwing out handfuls of bills. Countless pink bills fluttered under the brilliant lights, accompanied by dazzling electronic salutes, and half of the nightclub was a sensation, and dozens of scantily clad champagne models pushed and screamed at each other in the rain of banknotes.
"Lying ......" the red hair muttered, "......"
Everyone was stunned, only to see the swinger who was full of money laughing, staggered back, and then turned around suddenly, knocking Yan Yu on the spot, and then the two fell into the booth at the same time.
"Where's the handsome guy alone?" The man pounced on Yan Yu condescendingly, and said with a vague smile: "Handsome guy, come and kiss, don't hide, hahaha-"
"You're ...... me" Yan Yu's confused gaze caught a glimpse of both ponies catching up, and then the man turned his face hard.
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The soft lips clearly fell on Yan Yu's ear, and then the tip of the tongue deftly licked into the ear socket - the soft, moist and hot touch made Yan Yu's whole body freeze, he realized something, listen to the microphone!
"......" Yan Yu's gaze turned inch by inch, and he saw Jiang Zhu's cheeks nearby, without a trace of drunkenness in the shadows of the staggered lights, and even sober and calm to the point of being a little hard, and then moved his throat slightly.
He swallowed the headset, Yan Yu thought.