Section 13 Dirty Plans
The sky is cloudless, and the sun is scorching. The entire Jianghan Plain was turned into a large closed furnace.
The white Citroen sped down the ring road with its melted red plastic police lights, and you could hear the wheels rolling on the ground when you sat in the car.
The situation in the car was simply terrible. Because the refrigeration system was broken and there was no time to repair it, the people in the car had to roll down all the windows on both sides to cool down by natural wind. However, the intense ultraviolet rays, which are not filtered by glass, burn everything in the car to the boiling point, the seats, the steering wheel, the door panels...... It seems that if you touch it casually, green smoke will come out.
Yin Wenbin sat on the left side of the cab, holding the steering wheel in his hand, looking ahead. Guo Zhenchao sat on the right, as if he was asleep, his round head drooping on his chest, pecking and pecking with the ups and downs of the body, like a flat-billed duck eating on the ground. Oily beads of sweat kept coming out of their heads, sliding down their eyebrows, ears, and cheeks into their police uniforms, and the dust splashed on the road rushed straight into the car, making them disgraced.
After the car ran for about ten minutes, Guo Zhenchao scolded indistinctly: "This ghost weather is about to become a barbecue." He raised his greasy chin, rubbed it with the back of his hand, foamed at the window, and then took off his police uniform and threw it on the back seat, wearing only a pair of large pants printed with the image of "bald head strong" anime, you can see that his legs are covered with yellow hair, tattooed with a vicious cobra, and the head and body of the snake cleverly construct a unique hammer.
"Brother, pay attention to the image." Yin Wenbin glanced at him out of the corner of his eye, "It's all exposed." β
Guo Zhenchao didn't answer him in time, raised his arms, showed his sweaty armpit hair to the wind, and said after a while: "What image do you want, isn't it just a migrant worker in uniform." β
"Hey, seriously, pay attention, this is still in the police car, you will at least block your upper body, you can't be completely naked, so that the people can't see it."
"There's no one on the Beltway."
"It's not good for someone else to drive over and see it."
"You're a shrunken turtle for everything. You drive your car, where did so much nonsense come from. β
"Why don't we find a place to take a bath?"
Guo Zhenchao took a few newspapers and pasted them on his fat and loose belly and chest. "Where?"
"Just in front, under the third ring, Crystal Palace."
Police cars drove into the shadows of the tall European-style columns of the Crystal Palace with smoke and dust. The two left their police uniforms in the car, changed into civilian clothes, and entered the gates of the Crystal Palace. Behind the elegant revolving door stood a row of half-naked young ladies who bent down in unison and said, "Welcome! β
A woman in a high-slit cheongsam stood up on the acrylic chair next to her, stepped forward and said, "Officer Guo, Officer Yin, come with me!" "It seems that they are regular visitors here.
The two of them followed her inside, and on both sides were walls covered with local tyrant gold wallpaper.
"Would you like to call our boss?" The woman said cautiously.
Yin Wenbin shook his head, "It's okay to arrange a single room." β
The two followed the cheongsam woman to the elevator to the third floor and walked into the innermost room. The cheongsam woman stretched out her white index finger and pressed it on the wall, and a crack in the door immediately cracked in the wall.
"There was a lady reception inside. The two of them enjoyed it slowly. If you have something, call the front desk to inform me, and you will be on call. After speaking, the cheongsam woman went out and closed the door.
The two walked into the wall door, and the wall door immediately closed, and there was no flaw to be seen from the outside.
The darkroom is completely decorated in Turkish style, and in the blood-like light, a bath of about ten square meters is dimly presented, and the water vapor is like smoke and mist. The edge of the bath is made of granite, topped with a scarlet non-slip blanket, and a movable gilded fruit stand with a variety of precious fresh fruits is placed inside. When the eyes adjust to the light, you can see a row of goblets hanging upside down above the forehead, which are used to draw red wine from the oak barrel in front of the shadow wall.
The two stripped naked, sat down in the pool, and the water vapor immediately submerged them. After a while, Yin Wenbin came out of the steam, and the red light faintly shone on his thigh, and he also had a vicious snake hammer tattooed on his thigh like Guo Zhenchao. He stretched out his palm and pressed it on the golden palm print on the wall, and two artificial jade arms immediately stretched out from the wall, holding an electronic photo album glowing with blue light.
Yin Wenbin flipped the page. There is a different lady on each page, with a very revealing full-body photo, next to her name, age, skin color, height, weight, ethnicity, nationality, measurements, cultural level, personality characteristics, service items, work experience...... and so on.
Yin Wenbin drew a hook with his finger on a woman who thought he was satisfied, turned back to the thickening white mist and said, "Brother Chao, do you want me to order one for you?" β
Guo Zhenchao's disdainful voice came from the white mist: "You kid don't have much courage to do anything else, you don't get tired of doing this, and you get tired every time." You remember, there are serious things to talk about. β
Yin Wenbin laughed twice, "It's not as good as you, Yanagi Hui, don't sit still!" He lifted his foot and slid back into the pool.
Behind the shadow wall, a tall woman walked out of the water and swam into Yin Wenbin's arms.
There was a high and low wheezing sound from the dense mist, and the sound was wet, scratching people's hearts with the waves of water in the bath. The fog grew thicker and thicker, overwhelming people's breath. Eventually, the sound turned into a scream of relief, and then the bathroom fell silent.
The wall lamps also seem to be tired, and the light emitted is dim and weak.
The woman climbed up from the bath like a soaked cat, twisted her jet-black hair and turned behind the shadow wall.
After a while, two more women dressed only in tulle walked in to break the silence of the bathroom. "You two, do you want a massage?"
Guo Zhenchao peeked out of the fog and glanced at the two women. "Two for two, like a roller. I don't like fat women. β
Yin Wenbin said: "What, this is called plumpness." β
Two petite women walked out from behind the shadow wall. Guo Zhenchao said: "It's pretty much the same. Slowly crawling onto the red carpet by the pool, his hands folded under his chin. One of the women came up and sat on his loose waist with her two jade legs spread out, reaching out to knead his shoulders.
Yin Wenbin crouched on the red carpet next to him and asked another woman to knock him on the back.
The sound of women's palms crashing against their bodies sounded in the darkroom.
The two closed their eyes and enjoyed the comfort and pleasure brought by the woman's silky palm, and the taut strings on their bodies were completely relaxed.
"Binzi," Guo Zhenchao called Yin Wenbin, his voice trembling and intermittent by the woman's palm, "where did you say that painting went?" β
Yin Wenbin's body shook, and he snorted in his nose and said, "Needless to say, I was taken first." β
"Who could this person be?"
"Ouch, it's the most comfortable here, it's on point. - The entire plane was suspected, except for the dead. β
"Could it be that Zuo Yan, a stupid boy, is hiding?"
"-Ouch-yes, it's not bad here-that's it." Yin Wenbin was very comfortable by the woman riding on his body, but his brain did not stop, as if the essential oil that the woman smeared on him had become the lubricant of his brain, and his language became very neat, "Zuo Yan is returning to Hebei by plane, and it is impossible not to take that thing with him." If he takes it with him, he can only carry it in his backpack. I didn't have it in my backpack, so I must have been led by someone else. β
"Did you just search his hospital bed?"
"I didn't even touch that stupid boy's bare cheeks, but there was nothing. Oh, that stupid boy is so sour, it's disgusting, I guess this kid hasn't seen water for a week. β
"What are you talking about? Think about how to find that ancient painting. Guo Zhenchao suddenly shouted, "Fuck, you light, it's so heavy, you're going to strangle Lao Tzu." β
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" The woman on the back was careful again.
"You light." Guo Zhenchao said.
"Okay, okay. I know. The woman picked up the bottle and poured a large handful of essential oil into her palm, holding her hands together, letting the essential oil hang upside down in a straight line and flow on Guo Zhen's rough back, carefully rubbing it with the softest part of her palm, and then slowly pushing it upwards.
"Binzi, you read a lot, can you tell how much that painting is worth?"
"This thing is unknown, who knows?" Yin Wenbin turned over, asked the woman to light a cigarette for him, brought it to his mouth and took a puff, and slowly spit out a few smoke rings. "However, our company is a world-class auction house, and they don't look down on small money."
"That's right, otherwise the company wouldn't have promised to give us such a large amount of hard work after the work was done." Guo Zhenchao paused for a few seconds and said, "Damn, these bastards didn't say it sooner." I knew that I had taken that painting down the last time I made a note. β
"Let's grind a lot of good things. Let's get it well, with this fee, your son's tuition fees in the UK will not have to worry. I will also quit my job and go to the sea. β
"If it weren't for my son's tuition, who would have waded into this pool? If you don't get it right, you're going to lose your head. β
"Can you do it if you don't do it, can you still expect a wage increase?"
"Wage increases? Hey,. Guo Zhenchao scolded and said, "This policeman is really nothing." β
Suddenly, the mobile phone on the edge of the pool lit up and vibrated with a whining. "Who hit it?" Guo Zhenchao said. The woman on top of him leaned over and took the phone and put it in his hand. An 8-digit number was displayed on the screen, "It's the phone number of the Force." Guo Zhenchao turned over and sat up, and motioned for the two women to leave with his chin. The two women trotted behind the shadow wall, where he swiped his finger to the right on the screen and pressed his phone to his ear.
"Hey! Please speak. β
"Team Guo, the medical examiner found a bullet hole in the chin of a deceased, and the bullet was still left in the deceased's head. There is ample evidence that the deceased was shot dead on the plane. β
"What is the identity of the deceased?"
"It's a foreigner."
"Which country?"
"His passport shows Italy."
"Who has the ability to successfully pass the security check and take the pistol to the plane to kill people."
"Still don't know?"
"You contact the airport ground staff to find out who the security personnel are for this flight."
"We checked it, and we also checked the video at the security checkpoint, and they were all released in accordance with normal procedures, and we didn't see any flaws."
"Oh, then you can check what model of pistol matches the bullet and which country produces it."
"The bullet was a Balabellum pistol bullet. Both domestic pistols and Austrian Glock pistols can fire such bullets. According to rifling analysis, it was supposed to have been fired from an Austrian Glock pistol. β
"Smuggling guns, it's hard to check, there is no record in the bureau." Guo Zhenchao pondered for a few seconds, "In this case, you first contact the Foreign Affairs Bureau through the provincial department to check the foreigner's file and the purpose of his coming to China." β
"Okay."
"Go check the information of the missing person for me, too."
"The missing person is Lin Xiaowan from the Panlong City Ruins Museum."
"Is it the Lin Xiaowan we sent to escort Zuo Yan?"
"That's her."
"Give the museum a call and look for her unit."
"Minister Zheng of the museum's security department said that she never reported to the unit."
"Did you check it on the route where the plane made a forced landing? Could she have fallen from the plane? β
"The airline has not yet told us the specific route of the plane's return forced landing."
"How many airline numbers are?"
The other end of the phone told Guo Zhenchao a string of numbers. "You send a text message to my phone." Guo Zhenchao hung up the phone after speaking.
Yin Wenbin slapped his thigh. "Brother Chao, what else to investigate, a ready-made murderer."
"You meanβ"
"That madman with amnesia."
"Left Flame?" Guo Zhenchao didn't understand what he meant.
"What kind of bird case are we still investigating, no matter how good that thing is, no one will give you a check."
"You meanβmake Zuo Yan a gunslinger?"
"It's not enough to convict him of this crime, if someone finds out that he was wronged, we will be unlucky."
"How's that going?" Guo Zhenchao looked at Yin Wenbin's triumphant appearance and punched him in the shoulder, "You say, how do you get it?" β
"We arrested Zuo Yan directly in the detention center and into the torture room on the grounds that the foreigner was shot dead, are we afraid that he will not explain where the painting is hidden?"
"That seems like a good idea. You nerd has finally gotten the hang of it. Guo Zhenchao said half complimenting, half mocking.
"When he actually comes up with the painting, we'll come to him." Yin Wenbin pointed to his temple, "Horn-".
"That's not going to work, we don't have the conditions to execute him, unless he has a gun and violently attacks the police."
"It's a shame that you're still the captain of the criminal police team, it's not over for him to stuff a gun in his hand, and it's not up to you and me to decide whether to attack the police or not."
"But what if he can't get the painting?"
"Then let's avenge Tan Wenhu, who died in vain, and get some evidence to set up a charge of robbing a foreign friend with a gun, so that he won't recover his memory and make trouble for us."
"But now he is still in a coma, and he can only ask about the whereabouts of the ancient painting when he wakes up."
"Don't talk about this stupid boy, it's a big life! Three years ago, I thought he had been hit by a car and died, but who knows if he appeared in front of us again and became the editor of a publishing house. β
"To be honest, when I saw him in the museum's security department, I really couldn't believe my eyes, and I thought I had seen a ghost."
"Look at your little talent, you're still from a special forces. Can't you see that? He is no longer the Zuo Yan he used to be, he has been hit stupid by that car accident, he has forgotten everything, and he doesn't recognize us at all. β
"Yes, when we questioned him at that time, he said that he was an orphan and even forgot about his wife and son. Ha ha. Guo Zhenchao suddenly remembered something, bent his fingers and knocked on Yin Wenbin's head, and scolded his mother, "Damn, you actually said that I was not promising, and I didn't rush to the front when I did something." β
Yin Wenbin flashed to the side, "Ouch, what's the anger, the gentleman doesn't move his mouth." β
"That's all you have left."
Yin Wenbin buried his head in a puff of cigarette. "Still, I'm a little unsure."
"Look, come on, look ahead and look ahead for everything."
"If he suddenly regains his memories one day, we'll be dead. No one can find out about those things. β
"Then just cut the grass and eradicate the roots, never suffer in the future, and go to the mental hospital to give him a look-" Guo Zhenchao stretched out a finger across his neck, "Wow-". It felt as if he had really wiped Zuo Yan's neck.
"This matter must not be sloppy, you must closely monitor the condition of that kid, and as soon as he wakes up and gets the painting, you must do it immediately." Yin Wenbin looked at the scarlet carpet under him, as if it was the blood flowing from Zuo Yan. All kinds of tempting pictures were automatically played in his mind: thick banknotes, houses by the sea, BMW Mercedes-Benz, private yachts, free and chic life, exotic beauties, and the daughter of the secretary of the political and legal committee, his arrogant and domineering wife, if he hadn't relied on his father-in-law's relationship to eat in the police station, he would have wanted to kick the yellow-faced woman who was a dog and a man who was lazy.
The two began to wrap themselves in bath towels and dry the water droplets on their bodies, and then walked to the closet at the door to pick up their clothes.
Guo Zhenchao said: "As soon as he wakes up, we will ask him for the whereabouts of the painting." We are the police, and he will tell us honestly. β
"If he doesn't tell us, it means he's recognized us, then he's dead."
"The doctor named Xuanxuan is too nosy, it's like a dog taking a mouse, but her figure is really punctual." Yin Wenbin said, "Let's talk about it next time." β
"What are you talking about, I wanted to kick her twice."
The two bandits said like this, one by one, through the wall door, towards the elevator, and began to carry out their dirty plan.