Breaking Through the Clouds: 113.Chapter 113

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Half an hour later, construct the expressway between the two places.

Yan Xi was driving the Bluetooth speaker in his car, and his black brows were irritated in the rearview mirror: "I said, Lao Fang, why are you going back more and more lively? Everyone is tied to the same one now. Grasshopper on the rope, no matter what clues you think of, at least say hello to us first, and also in case something happens to you to interrupt the clues, don’t you think?"

The next moment Fang Zhenghong’s roar sounded in the Bluetooth: "You are the grasshopper! The grasshopper after autumn!"

"Tsk, okay, okay, am I still okay?" Yan Xiu said helplessly, "what do you mean by that clue that you may have thought of?"

Fang Zhenghong hesitated, obviously refusing to elaborate, and when he was forced to speak in a hurry, he scolded: "Whoever is sitting in the same boat as you, who knows what you are doing in private! I won't tell you anymore, I Now I’m taking a long-distance bus, come to Jianning to contact again!"

Yan Xi raised his voice: "Oh, dare to call a car online! Real-time itinerary to share a chant, although you are not a big girl but a bad old man, but the safety is still..."

Fang Zhenghong hung up angrily.

"You said that he has a problem with hyperthyroidism 80%, and he is anxious to get angry all the time." Yan Xi shook his head and sighed: "My kind heart is just a donkey liver and lungs-even if he has no money and no appearance, no It’s as risky as you two taking online car-hailing, but you have to be a little bit safe."

Yang Mei and Qi Sihao in the back row looked at each other.

"You mean Qi team is rich, do I look good?" Yang Mei finally asked uncertainly.

"Oh no, I mean you and your brother Jiang." Yan Xiu held the steering wheel with one hand and pointed back at Yang Mei: "You have money." Then he pointed to Jiang Ting: "He has looks."

Yang Mei: "..."

"Fang Zhenghong is not yet sure that you are completely innocent." Jiang Ting, the co-pilot, didn't seem to hear him at all. He was still so calm, and said, "Many old policemen are suspicious. A person is extraordinarily sensitive and suspicious, and it is normal to have many years of prejudice against you, so it is estimated that he will not easily share clues until your suspicion is completely eliminated."

"Come on, follow him!" Yan Xiu habitually took a cigarette out of his pocket, before putting it in his mouth, suddenly remembered something, regretfully threw it back into the glove box, and said, "Fuck. "

Qi Sihao diligently took out the lighter: "The Yan team is not on fire? Here I am..."

Jiang Ting and Yang Mei blurted out at the same time: "Don't!"

They stopped too late.

"No, no, no fire," Yan Xiu happily rejected Qi Sihao's lighter, but the next moment he took over the stage, lights and microphone from the other party:

"Come on, look, you should find someone like me to find a boyfriend--"

Jiang Ting took a deep breath and leaned back in the chair, Yang Mei covered her ears miserably.

"As a mature and sensible boyfriend, what matters is not what you do for your partner, but what you are willing to do not do for your partner. For example, your brother Jiang is not in good health, so it is best not to smoke too much. Smoke, a good boyfriend like me will voluntarily pinch the danger of second-hand smoke in the cradle; for example, I will restrict him to eat sweets and force him to eat more meat and rice, all for his health Consider that only a mature and rational man like me is the best choice for your spouse Jiang brother... Understand? Why do you say that I am the best interpretation and template of the word boyfriend? Learn a little bit from both of you. Click!"

Jiang Ting: "..."

Yang Mei: "..."

Qi Sihao has a blank expression on his face.

Yan Xi triumphantly, the car roared towards the Jianning Expressway toll gate.

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With a loud noise, Fang Zhenghong rushed into the house, shocking his wife who was preparing to cook: "Oh! Didn't you go on a business trip?"

"The trousers I wore when it was not cold a while ago, dark blue cut the trousers, haven't you sent it to the dry cleaning?"

"Of course not. Isn't it impossible to put it through." The wife copied the basket and pointed to the outside room: "I was about to collect the space, but it is a pity to throw it away. I don't have to wait for the downstairs to make money. Cut it and make a nest for its cub..."

Fang Zhenghong didn't say a word, he rushed to the outside, ignored his wife's inquiries, opened the chest of drawers and started looking through the pile of debris, after a short while, he finally caught a glimpse of the familiar dark blue fabric and quickly pulled it out. .

"What are you doing? It's scary! Oh, you, are you eating at home at night, huh?"

Fang Zhenghong didn't answer the question, and turned out the sealed bag from the study, stuffed the pair of trousers in and sealed it.

"Don't wait for me to eat tonight!" Fang Zhenghong yelled without turning his head, turned around and rushed out the door, leaving only his wife standing there inexplicably.

Fang Zhenghong squeezed the sealed bag under the squeaky nest, hurriedly walked out of the complex, and walked to the silver modern Elantra parked downstairs. He took out his mobile phone and opened the address book, and subconsciously called out "Elder Tech yellow".

"Hello?" The other side answered after the second ring, Huang Xing's voice sounded very unexpected: "Fang team, what's the matter?"

"Oh, I have someone here..." Fang Zhenghong was about to go on, when he suddenly remembered something, he stopped.

Huang Xing: "What's the matter? Hello, Lao Fang?"

Is technical investigation safe? Standing at the gate of the community, Fang Zhenghong suddenly came up with such an idea.

Just now, there was a mess in his mind, and before he thought about it carefully, he dialed out. But the moment he heard Huang Xing’s voice, he suddenly realized a terrifying fact: If his guess is wrong, then the murderer is most likely...

As long as it is him, the city bureau does not have any department, or even any corner, that can be said to be surely insured, and the suspicion of the Yan boy is not clear at all.

"What are you doing, Lao Fang, the signal is not good? Hello?"

Fang Zhenghong's sickly yellow face was expressionless, and he pressed the hang up button severely.

Who else can I call? Who else is safe?

Fang Zhenghong worked in Jianning City Bureau for most of his life. When he was old, he discovered that the nest built in half a lifetime turned out to be a dangerous trap. The fear, panic, and cowardice he didn't want to admit were like layers of cobwebs, densely entangled with his heart, he couldn't even find the right frequency of breathing, and his hands and feet became soft and numb.

Who else is safe? Who else can you turn to?

——Yes, that person!

Fang Zhenghong's eyes lit up, he even blamed himself for the panic, and then immediately found out the other party's number and dialed it out. The phone probably rang eight|nine times, and the other side came a little tired: "Hey, may I ask if you are..."

"Hello, hello, I am Fang Zhenghong, from the Municipal Public Security Bureau, do you remember me?"

The other side heard the Municipal Public Security Bureau, his mind was blank for two seconds, and then he reacted to the name "Fang Zhenghong":

"Ah yes yes, Officer Fang! I have been so busy after a long time, ha ha ha-how is your house recently? Is there anything wrong?"

Pap!

Fang Zhenghong looks for prestige.

A figure leaned back in front of the silver Elantra door of his house, with two slender legs folded, one hand in the pocket, and the other hand took off the sunglasses. His white face was slightly tickled, with a vague expression of disapproval.

——That's Jiang Ting.

Fang Zhenghong stopped helplessly, wanted to continue talking and sighed, and finally had to hurriedly said to the phone: "Someone came here suddenly, let's talk about it when we meet."

The other party agreed, and Fang Zhenghong hung up the phone.

Jiang Ting lowered his head and sent a text message to Yan Xiu: [I blocked the team at the front door of the community. 】

"Where's the surname?" Fang Zhenghong walked over and asked guardedly.

"Yan Xi doesn't know which building you live in, so we blocked you separately. He probably went to the back door of the community." Jiang Ting put away the phone, looked up at Fang Zhenghong, knocked on the Elantra door behind him: "You Drove his car to follow Yan Xiu, hoping that he would not find out?"

"..." Fang Zhenghong's face was blue, red and yellow: "This is my son who drove home during a holiday some time ago, and I put on the informant's license plate..."

Jiang Ting said: "You have great doubts about Yan Xiu's character, morality and IQ."

Fang Zhenghong did not speak angrily.

After all, he is an old police officer who is twenty years older than himself. Jiang Ting can’t say anything after seeing that. He sighed: "Who did you call just now and where are you going?"

Fang Zhenghong stubbornly remained silent.

"I don’t know why you trust me, Team Fang. But Yan Xiu is right. If you are not the poisoner or the ghost of Jianning City Bureau, then we are indeed on the rope. Tethered grasshopper. It’s not for no reason that you were selected as a scapegoat. It doesn’t make any sense to you to hide it from us at this time, and even guard Yan Xiu."

The horn beeped twice in the distance, and I saw Yan Xiu driving around from the back of the community.

"Yue Guangping had the accident when he was preparing to tell me the clues. He has found out who the inner ghost who leaked the information on Operation 1009 was, but until he died, he had no chance to say that name." Jiang Ting looked at Fang. Masahiro’s turbid eyes, every word passed through the optic nerve and skull, and struck his brain hard: “I’m not lucky enough to wake up after being in a coma for three years, but you want to be surrounded by ghosts. In China, did you take the same risks as Yue Guangping three years ago?"

The car stopped abruptly, and Yan Xiuzao got out of the car door with a cold body.

"..." Fang Zhenghong was silent for a long time, and finally let out a sigh of relief under the gaze of the two of them, and asked: "You don't know why I think you are innocent?"

Jiang Ting stared at him, only to hear him ask: "Do you remember'Ape Monkey', a demolition house who looks a bit like a monkey and lacks half of his little fingers?"

Judging from Jiang Ting's expression, he obviously didn't remember.

"'Ape' is my toughest informant. He was almost exposed in an undercover operation and escaped after a thrill. Afterwards, he told me that he had been referred to by a police officer in Gongzhou who was called the Jiang team. Covered, otherwise I would be dead." Fang Zhenghong shook his head: "It was quite a long time ago. Maybe you don't remember it. It is common to cover teammates and queens in police operations, so I didn't have any other thoughts at the time. The impression and judgment about you as a person have been buried in my heart. Until three years ago, when you were'saved', I was a little skeptical: why so accidentally led the 1009 operation is you, the person who leaked information caused the 1009 operation to fail Is it you too? It makes no sense."

Jiang Ting pondered for a moment, and said, "Although I don't have any impression about the informant, but..."

"Nevertheless, I still can't completely trust you, nor can I immediately trust this surname Yan." Fang Zhenghong turned around, patted the sealed bag under the nest, and said coldly: "I'm going now. The research institute finds an acquaintance. If nothing else, the key evidence is now in the bag in my hand. If you dare to come, come with me, but if the evidence shows that you are not innocent, then you can. Don't blame me for calling the police immediately."

Jiang Ting frowned and looked at Yan Xiu, who also happened to see that the two discussed silently with their eyes for a few seconds.

Fang Zhenghong got into his Elantra, slammed the door, and started the car.

"Yang Mei and Qi Sihao broke up and went to the side entrance of the community. They called and told them to come over. Let's go to the research institute with Fang Zhenghong first." Yan Xi quickly made a decision: "Get in the car!"

Jiang Ting got into the car while calling Yang Mei. Yan Xiu fastened his seat belt and started the ignition. In the time difference of more than half a minute, Fang Zhenghong's Elantra had already opened the gate. As long as he drove forward for fifty or sixty meters along the lane in front of the community, and then turned around in a sharp turn, he would be able to get on the busy main road.

"Hello, Brother Jiang?" Yang Mei asked excitedly on the other side of the phone: "I am hiding in the bushes downstairs in the community under the pretense of disguise, have you blocked the little old man surnamed Fang?"

"You and Qi Sihao come to the main entrance, we are going to..."

Boom——! !

A loud noise came from the front, Jiang Ting suddenly seemed to be pulled out of the sound, Yan Xiu's movements also froze.

"Brother Jiang?" The second monk Yang Meizhang couldn't figure it out: "What's the matter with you?"

Pedestrians not far away stopped one after another, looking back, everyone seemed to be holding the pause button——

A silver Elantra hit a telephone pole at the end of the lane. There was no sign of slowing down or turning. The entire front of the car was dented in the floor of broken glass!

After a few seconds, the discussion and exclamation started dullly, buzzing in all directions.

"Lao Fang... Lao Fang?"

Yan Xi got out of the car, his eyes were full of disbelief, and suddenly shivered fiercely, and screamed at the passers-by who had just woke up like a dream: "Hit 120! Come and hit 120!"

Boom——The sunken car door was forcibly opened. Yan Xiu gasped while witnessing the situation in the cab, and even Jiang Ting's face was pale. I saw Fang Zhenghong's head and face covered with blood, he was pressed into the airbag, and he couldn't see whether he was alive or dead. The steering wheel dashboard was chaotic and distorted, debris glass was spilled all over the car, and the hood had been completely twisted into scrap metal. !

This is not the effect that can be hit at a speed of 30 or 40 kilometers per hour. Who has touched the brake system of this car? !

"Lao Fang! Wake up! Hold on!" Yan Xiu roared: "Lao Fang!"

However, Fang Zhenghong was buried under the airbag and did not respond.

Several pedestrians in the distance talked and dared not approach, and the sound of ambulances rushed in the distance. Yan Xi turned his head abruptly, facing Shang Jiangting's eyes, both of them clearly wrote in their eyes with unconcealable astonishment and shock.

"...that bag," Jiang Ting squeezed out hoarsely: "Bring me that bag."

As if lightning pierced the sky, Yan Xiu reacted violently and turned out the sealed bag from under the badly damaged passenger seat. It was too late to see what the dark blue cloth was inside, so he hurriedly stuffed it into Jiang Ting: "Run."

"Then you--"

"Run!" Yan Xiu pushed him forward and acted fiercely and decisively. He lowered his voice and shouted: "Don't tell anyone that you have been at the scene of the accident. Run with physical evidence!"