At the junction of the inner and outer window sills, the wooden frame is covered with oil stains left by the smoke and fire for an unknown number of years, and on the black dirt, there are several extremely unclear horizontal edges.

- Shoe prints.

Yan Yu leaned out, carefully observed for a long time, and finally found traces of climbing on the fire ladder on the outside of the tube building close to the wall.

Yan Yu motioned for Jiang to stop for a while, and then made a call: "Hey Old Qin......"

"Where are you?" Qin Chuan was obviously driving on the other side of the phone, and the background was very noisy: "We have already searched Fan Zhengyuan's house for a round, and we will report to you in detail when we return to the bureau." In addition, the harboring stronghold is the Yihong Bathhouse in the North District, I heard the informant say why didn't you go? ”

"I asked Ma Xiang to bring someone over, what?"

"Hey," Qin Chuan said with a smile: "You didn't look at those one hundred and eighty Hatano Yui yourself, so you can't blame my brother." ”

"Can you still ...... in that kind of place" Yan Yu caught a glimpse of Jiang Zhu out of the corner of his eye, and suddenly felt that there was a need to maintain his personal image, so the words changed abruptly: "Who is Yui Hatano, why are you so dirty in your thoughts?" ”

Qin Chuan: "......??? ”

"Don't talk nonsense, I'm in Hu Weisheng's rented house, there are some new clues here, you guys can stop by if you are close." Yan Yu rushed to say before Qin Chuan answered: "I'll hang up first if there's nothing to do, hurry up!" Bye! ”

Jiang stopped taking pictures of the shoe prints, leaning on the wall with one hand, and wanted to climb the fire ladder outside the window. However, as soon as he was halfway through his movements, he was pulled down by Yan Yu's shoulders and reprimanded: "What are you doing, go up and down." ”

Yan Yu pushed Jiang Zhu behind him, tightened his gloves, grabbed the window frame and "hummed", and rose up cleanly, the whole person got out of the window, hung on the fire ladder without protection, and looked at the roof of the building: "!" ”

"Something?"

"This surnamed Hu is a talent," Yan Yu said loudly, climbed up to the roof of the building, and stretched out his hand to drag Jiang Zhu up.

The insulation felt on the rooftop of the top floor has rotted to the point where garbage, scrap building materials, and broken pipes fill the space. The iron doors of the stairways at both ends of the roof are mottled and rusty, and they have long been locked, while three illegal buildings have been built with bricks and iron sheets on the edges, and the humming of generators can be heard.

"Self-built top-floor small duplex, the creativity is quite good, it's a pity that Hu Weisheng doesn't learn plasterers." Yan Yu approached the grass hut and looked inside, and asked, "How did you come up with the idea of pushing the window?" Don't tell me my intuition! ”

In the evening, when the typhoon was strong, Jiang Zhu wrapped Yan Yu's coat tightly with one hand, covered his mouth and nose with the other, and said in a muffled voice: "Sixth sense." ”

"......" Yan Yu asked, "Are you a woman?" ”

Jiang stopped looking back at him, without saying anything, his white upper eyelids were slightly red from the cold.

Yan Yu glanced at him several times, "Get a police flower, stand outside, I'll go in and have a look." ”

There were three huts in a row, and Yan Yu entered the one on the far left, and the door made of plywood reached out and pushed it open. The dust from the room choked Yan Yu several times, and when the dust was almost gone, he bent down to get into it with the help of the mobile phone lighting, only to see that the sundries were piled up in this space of four or five square meters, and there was no place to turn around.

The cobweb-covered cabinets were piled up with plastic objects and broken copper and iron, all of which were rare to see utensils, some wrapped in plastic sheeting, some covered with yellowed white cloth.

Yan Yu looked at the shape of the pile of equipment, and he had a bottom in his heart, and hastily took dozens of photos, and then he was not too dirty, and lifted the cloth with dust.

Dropper bottles, reaction tanks, heaters, dehydrators......

Yan Yu took half a step back.

- Between these cobwebs, there are a number of drug-making tools hidden!

“…… Yan Team. ”

Outside, the twilight was in full swing, and the night wind was howling. Jiang Zhu's gaze wandered over the entire rooftop, landing on the tin house that was making the sound of a generator not far away, hesitated slightly, and repeated: "Team Yan? ”

Everyone in the house knew about Suosuo, and they didn't know what Yan Yu was doing.

Jiang Zhu narrowed his eyes, thought for a long time, and finally walked over.

The windows of the tin house are made of plastic sheeting, and the iron locks are hung virtually, so you can enter by gently pulling the latch of the door. This room was different from the other two, the dark and narrow chamber was relatively empty, with generators piled up in the corner, and several different colored wires leading to the half-man-high felt cloth at the other end of the iron house.

Jiang stopped pressing his hand on the felt, and determined that it should be a rectangular electrical appliance underneath, so he lifted the heavy felt with force.

With this action, a dry mold ash rose into the air, Jiang stopped and coughed a few times before stopping, and as he expected, it was a small single-door refrigerator under the felt.

For some reason, Jiang Zhu's fingers were a little unsteady, he opened the refrigerator door, and there were a bunch of bottles and cans in the refrigerator.

The transparent beaker and the opaque brown vial were a mess, mostly empty, and there were still traces of different colors on the bottom of the glassware. Only a few glass bottles still had the solution in them, because they were not sealed properly, giving off a pungent smell of chemicals.

And in the recess on the inside of the refrigerator door, a bulging bag of things is stuffed, tightly wrapped in layers of newspapers.

Jiang Zhu's heart beat wildly, his face changed slightly, and he gently opened the newspaper.

Inside is a small sachet of sealed pale blue powder.

Jiang Zhu knelt on one knee, his pupils rapidly dilated and contracted, and he reached out and lifted up the sealed bag half the size of a palm, only to see a yellowed label pasted in the lower right corner, and a few words written with a pen - "Group C Nine Box 7704", the ink had begun to fade.

Jiang Zhu stared straight at the label, the faint chill of the cold room enveloped the place, and his face turned white in the darkness.

The presence of powder was not surprising to him, but why was this line of writing?

How could this line of pen words appear here?!

A fragment of the lightning and stone fire floated from the depths of memory, it was an emptier and darker factory warehouse, countless bales of the same powder piled together, like a blue soul wandering in the depths of hell. They were packed and sealed by forklifts, and loaded onto trucks, and in the distance the night was pouring rain, and the street lamps swayed like ghostly green shadows.

"Six hundred million," someone said with a smile behind him, as gentle as a demon's nickname:

"You see, earthly pleasures are so valuable."

For several seconds, Jiang Zhu's breathing almost stopped, and then he closed his eyes, exhaled deeply, and opened them again. This action caused him to force all his suspicions into a flat surface and freeze them under the thick ice called Calm; Then he crumpled up the newspaper and tossed it back to the freezer, got up and closed the refrigerator door, re-covered it with felt, and stuffed the small packet of powder into his trouser pocket.

At that moment, his wrist was grabbed.

Yan Yu's voice said coldly behind him: "Take it out." ”

Jiang Zhu's body stiffened slightly, his hands did not relax in his trouser pockets, and he slowly turned around: "Captain Yan......"

"Take it out." Yan Yu's eyes were dark and gloomy, and he said, "Don't force me to do it." ”

In just a few seconds, it was as long as a confrontation, and before long, Jiang Zhu's tense forearm muscles finally relaxed, and Yan Yu was dragged out of his pocket and took away the bag of drugs in his palm.

"Why?"

Jiang stopped raising his chin slightly, but did not answer.

Yan Yu took out his mobile phone, pressed the three numbers 1, 1, and 0 in front of him, and moved his thumb to the top of the dial-out button. He couldn't see the expression on his face clearly against the last bit of light outside the door, but his voice seemed to freeze: "One last time, Jiang stopped." If you still don't have an answer, I'll send you on your way to Gongzhou tonight. ”

......After a long silence, Jiang stopped and said, "No reason, maybe it's because I'm taking drugs?" ”

After the solidified silence, suddenly Jiang Zhu threw himself forward, and was forcibly lifted up by Yan Yu's neckline, and then forcibly dragged him out of the house.

This chicken-like technique made people unable to breathe, or even make a sound, and Jiang stopped not knowing how many things he knocked over during the struggle, and then kicked the door frame, and small pieces of cement and sand poured down. He grabbed Yan Yu's hand and wanted to break it away, but he couldn't shake the steely clamp, and it wasn't until he went out of the door that he was pushed forward violently, staggering a few steps and almost falling.

"Ahem! ……”

Jiang Zhu clutched his throat and almost couldn't breathe, his eyes were full of flowers, and he straightened up after a while, and said hoarsely: "You ......"

Yan Yu grabbed his chin, his handsome face was full of anger, and he was about to say something, when he suddenly raised his head and his face changed slightly: "Be careful!" ”

Before Jiang Zhu could react, he was pushed behind him by Yan Yu, and in the confusion, he felt the strong wind slashing against his ear, and when he turned around, he saw that someone else came up to the rooftop at some point!

The change came too quickly, and the visual conditions were very poor at the beginning of the night, so I couldn't see what the person looked like, and I saw the bright sword light fleeting. At this time, Yan Yu's reaction was very fast, and he raised his hand to accurately hold the arm of the person who came, and then smashed his elbow into the opponent's shoulder socket!

Bang –

The sneak attacker took the elbow hard, and the dagger in his hand fell in response. Unexpectedly, he didn't even hum, before the tip of the knife hit the ground, he raised his foot and kicked the dagger, grabbed the handle of the knife with his backhand and swung it horizontally - at the last moment, Yan Yu leaned back, and the blade swung against the bridge of his nose!

At that moment, Yan Yu realized that the other party was extremely professional, and he didn't turn his head back to Jiang Zhi and shouted: "-Hurry up!" ”

Jiang paused.

The other party grabbed Yan Yufei's kicking leg, chopped the tip of the knife to the knee, and was kicked back by Yan Yu's vacant chest. But his physical fitness was very strong, and he stabilized his body in just two steps, leaned over like lightning to avoid the counterattack, and grabbed a handful of sand and gravel on the ground and sprinkled it—

Yan Yu reflexively blocked it, but the dust got into his eyes, and it was too late in an instant.

At the same time as the sharp pain came, his thighs were cold and hot, and he knew that he had been stabbed by the tip of a knife. But when people are highly nervous, they can't feel pain, and Yan Yu is very biao, so he didn't think about the danger of blood loss in the major arteries at all, so he raised his foot and kicked off the opponent's dagger.

The dagger whirled against the roof railing and fell downstairs.

The man snorted as he had been kicked in the wrist with the knife, but the tail note was cold and uplifting, but it was more of a mockery than pain.

- That voice made Yan Yu hear his age, he should be a young man.

What is the identity of the other party?

What is the purpose of ambushing a criminal policeman?

The dust made Yan Yu unable to see anything clearly, and in an instant, he was grabbed by the arm of the comer, and when he turned around, it was a beautiful over-the-shoulder fall. This person is definitely a martial arts master, Yan Yu's height of nearly one meter nine is difficult for him to exhale a hollow circle, but at the moment of landing, Yan Yu's fighting consciousness for many years made him hook the back of the opponent's neck by feeling, boom! There were two loud bangs, and both of them were knocked to the ground at the same time!

Almost immediately, the two scuffled together, Yan Yu couldn't see anything at all, and was punched several times, and then felt that the other party quickly searched in various pockets on his body, and then found something in his back pants pocket.

- The bag of drugs!

The visitor chuckled, grabbed Yan Yu by the neck, picked him up, and hit the railing of the rooftop. The weight of more than 80 kilograms suddenly made the railing make a precarious sharp sound!

The palm power of a professional killer who broke someone's throat bone is really no joke, and other police officers have already died honorably at this moment. Yan Yu grabbed the other party's hand holding his throat with both hands, gritted his teeth and endured the sharp pain in his eyes: "You...... It is...... The ...... who killed Fan Zhengyuan"

Applejack didn't expect to be recognized, "Oh? He said, "I didn't expect your police to come quickly, you didn't have to die." ”

Yan Yu's arm muscles burst out: "I think the person who is going to die...... Fuck you! ”

All the movements happened in the blink of an eye, and Yan Yu suddenly used force under his feet, swept the opponent's ankle bone, and broke the evenly matched confrontation on the spot. Applejack stumbles and almost falls, but with Yan Yu out of sight, she dodges to avoid the pursuit, and a carp stands up and grabs Yan Yu's shoulder.

"......" Applejack scolded in a low voice, leaning his shoulders against Yan Yu and throwing him on the railing with a fierce blow!

Squeak –

The moment the metal deformation occurred, Yan Yu had already twisted the opponent's shoulder and neck, and as long as he exerted his strength, he could fall behind and throw this professional killer downstairs in the air. But in less than a thousandth of a second, the iron railing, which had been rusted to death by years of wind and rain, was unbearable for the weight of two people, and the whole row tilted out of the rooftop!

said that it was too late, and Yan Yu and Ajie slipped at the same time.

Jiang stopped and said: "Yan ......"

But before he could take a step, the cold, hard muzzle of the gun silently pressed against the back of his head.

A familiar voice with a smile whispered in his ear, "Don't move." ”