Team Liao put on his coat and stood under the air-conditioning vent with his arms akimbo. He suppressed a tired yawn and asked: "Is the fire out?"
The criminal policeman who had just received the news replied: "It burned for five hours and was put out at around two o'clock in the morning. Kangshui Street was basically burned down. The good thing is that the property damage was not big, because the city government originally planned to demolish it."
Team Liao: “Disadvantages?”
"Three corpses were found at the scene." The young detective was too tired to show his expression: "Two of them, a man and a woman, ran in to 'do business.' The cause of death was choking to death from inhaling too much smoke, not burning. The third corpse
There is no whole body left in the dead body.”
Team Liao cheered up: "How to die?"
Detective: "The fire investigation team's preliminary investigation results indicate that the third body was probably at the center of the explosion. The explosion center was in the basement of the Tianfeng Club. There were stumps and iron filings all over the floor. The fire investigation team is still conducting further work.
.We have sent the criminal investigation team and forensic doctors to the scene. I think they should be at the scene now."
Captain Liao took off his coat and threw it on the back of his chair, then walked out to the scene to take a look.
At 5:30 in the morning, in a residential building in a community in Xinzhou District, the ringtone of mobile phones kept ringing. The hostess in the master bedroom pushed her husband sleeping next to her: "Lao Cheng, phone!"
Cheng Weiping was forced to stop snoring in the middle of his snoring. With difficulty, he raised his waist and leaned against the bedside. He stretched out his hand to fumble for his mobile phone in the dark. He woke up half an hour later when he saw a call. His wife, who was still asleep, asked him.
Whoever called, he replied in a low voice: "It's not a big deal, just keep sleeping."
After saying that, he quietly opened the door and walked out of the master bedroom. He went to the living room and answered the call from the border. As soon as the call was connected, a kind and gentle voice came from the other end of the phone: "Director Cheng, good morning."
Cheng Weiping was annoyed: "Thank you for your greetings early in the morning."
The person on the other end of the phone was laughing. After he finished laughing, he said, "Director Cheng, I want to ask you a favor."
Cheng Weiping: "Tell me."
"You agree first."
"Say, I'll consider it."
"It's hard for me to say this."
"Zhou Yan, when asking for help from others, you must have the same attitude as asking for help from others."
"..." On the other end of the phone was Zhou Yan, who was chasing drug chains at the border. He was silent for a long time before saying: "There is an inter-provincial exchange meeting between police departments in mid-August, and the name is Li Zan."
The police station holds a provincial and departmental exchange meeting every year in order to learn new criminal investigation techniques. Sometimes it is an exchange between branches, and sometimes it is a city-bureau exchange meeting held in the provincial department. This one in mid-August is for the purpose of technical learning.
The municipal bureau and provincial departments have always attached great importance to the inter-provincial exchange meeting.
Only those who are excellent enough in all aspects will be recommended to carry out exchange meetings. This is not only a good opportunity to acquire new knowledge and new technologies, but also a promising signal.
There is no doubt about Li Zan's ability, but his shortcomings are also obvious. He is bold and likes to take the wrong direction. If he were not protected by someone, he would have been dismissed long ago.
Several senior officers from the Guangdong City Police Department secretly and openly protected Li Zan like a child. They often turned a blind eye to the outrageous things he did. They cursed and cursed as if they were annoying Li Zan, who was always causing trouble.
In fact, I was reluctant to even give him a punishment.
This was a protection for Li Zan, but it also blocked his future to a certain extent.
Cheng Weiping's initial impression of Li Zan was not very good. He thought he was a mediocre person who only had nothing to do. But later, Li Zan repeatedly solved serious cases and proved that he was a talent, so Cheng Weiping began to cultivate him.
And based on Li Zan's ability and merits in solving crimes, he is qualified to participate in this inter-provincial exchange meeting.
"Reason." Cheng Weiping sat down and said, "You have to give me a reasonable reason."
Zhou Yan: "This exchange meeting will be held in Yunnan. I'm worried that Li Zan will cause trouble by leaving the team midway. He is impulsive and accidentally makes a big mess and no one will be there to carry it. Won't it cause a headache for you, Director Cheng?"
Cheng Weiping immediately said: "Don't worry, I don't have a headache. If he breaks the news, he will fix it himself. I guarantee that others will not be affected. Zhou Yan, just relax, do your job well, and don't worry about it."
It’s no big deal.”
Zhou Yan: "...Cheng Bureau, you know what I mean."
Cheng Weiping was very calm: "I really don't know."
Zhou Yan, who was on the other end of the phone, was squatting on a mound. After hearing this, he pushed the cigarette butt into the soil, watched the orange-red light gradually extinguish, and exhaled the long-lasting depression that had accumulated in his chest for many years: "I can't let anything happen to Li Zan! Something will happen to me!"
After arriving in Yuejiang City, Li Zan is just a piece of fat. Do you understand that he needs to be eradicated? A bunch of people are ready to bite him to death!"
Cheng Weiping: "I only know that Li Zan is an adult! He is an excellent criminal policeman! Your protection destroyed his future, and you trapped him in the city of Yuejiang forever."
Zhou Yan couldn't help but shudder when he heard this: "You suddenly talking like this makes me feel like I jumped to the youth education channel. I'm not used to Cheng Bureau."
The implication is to open up your heart and talk about people, don't talk about growth and education, and hope for the future. Since they are not Li Zan's parents, relatives, and friends, it would be too false to suddenly even help him build his future.
Zhou Yan was candid enough, but Cheng Weiping was never a person who liked to speak directly to people. He said in an official tone: "I am very optimistic about Li Zan. He is a talent. It would be a waste of talent to stay in the Dongcheng Branch, isn't it? Municipal Bureau, Provincial Department,
Which one is not better than the Dongcheng Branch? I want to train him and let him attend exchange meetings and interact with department-level figures to get acquainted with him first. With this resume, he can be transferred to the municipal bureau detachment soon. Then he will do it.
For a few years, until I leave my job, I will take him and help him. Besides, it’s just an exchange meeting, how big a problem can it have? Okay, okay, don’t worry too much about Li Zan, he is about to get married and start a career.
If you are a human being, please don’t take care of me as if you are a child.”
"That's it. If nothing happens, just hang up. You go about your mission and remember to come back safely."
After saying this, Cheng Weiping hung up the communication.
The house was quiet, the clock was ticking forward, the sky was pouring in from the balcony, and the living room was already bright. Suddenly, there was a clang, and Cheng Weiping looked back at the wall clock on the wall. It turned out to be 6 o'clock.
.
Time passes so fast silently.
Cheng Weiping sighed, and his eyes fell on the old-fashioned glass cabinet under the wall clock. The cabinet displayed various medals, certificates and honors he had received during his twenty-year police career. They were his glory as 'Cheng Weiping' and proved his
People do not do nothing and achieve unknown achievements.
Being the director of the Guangdong Municipal Bureau is not the final stop of his career, but the starting point of a new journey.
Zhou Yan, who is based in Rishi City, Xinjiang Uyghur, stared at the mobile phone that had stopped communicating, and squeezed out one word through his teeth for a long time: "Fuck!"
Cheng Weiping did not belong to any faction in the Guangdong City Police Department. He worked steadily and had clear goals, unlike retired Director Sun and others who took more care of Li Zan out of consideration for his deceased parents.
That group of people transferred their hatred to Li Zan after the death of Li Zan's parents. Unless Li Zan was killed or the police uprooted them, Li Zan would never be absolutely safe.
Li Zan cannot leave Yuejiang City, at least not yet!
Zhou Yan thought for a while and called his old friends in Yuejiang City one after another, asking them to help keep an eye on Li Zan and see if they could stop Cheng Weiping's plan.
When the time came to 7 o'clock in the morning, Li Zan woke up under the constant bombardment of several alarm clocks. He turned his head and felt his neck was a little itchy. When he lowered his eyes, he found that the tail of Jiang Heng's hair was brushing his neck.
The two of them slept side by side on the crowded sofa, with Jiang Heng inside and Li Zan outside.
Jiang Heng hugged Li Zan tightly from behind, pressing his face intimately against Li Zan's neck. His hot breath sprayed on Li Zan's shoulders. He even put his legs on Li Zan's calves, squeezing him tightly.
, as if Li Zan is his large doll toy.
Li Zan thought with an expressionless face, no wonder he felt like he was being pressed down on the bed by a ghost in his sleep.
He first looked around the room with distracted eyes. The doors and windows were open, the curtains were drawn, the fan was humming and blowing out a sultry wind. The black screen of the computer on the coffee table kept flashing with white text, all filled with complex codes that he could not understand.
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There is a memory card inserted in the computer memory slot. It is an ultra-miniature large-capacity memory card that was previously found in the double corpse house in the flower trough of Simen Village.
They tried to crack the password set up on the memory card last night, and it turned out they were wasting their time.
Jiang Heng asked the hacker he hired, but Li Zan weighed in and refused to ask Wang for help.
They dictated, sent screenshots and photos, and after a whole night of remote guidance, IT technology made a major breakthrough and successfully added an extra lock based on the double password.
Jiang Heng's hacker friend was so angry that he yelled and cursed his employer, while he controlled the computer remotely and worked hard to crack the password. Later, they fell asleep on the sofa.
The memory came back, and Li Zan was completely awake at this time.
Suddenly, my eyes blurred. When I looked again, I saw the black and white screen of the computer flashing rapidly. After about ten seconds, it suddenly jumped to the normal and familiar file storage page. A window popped up under the computer, which was a prompt to exit the remote operation.
Li Zan raised his eyebrows, this is...the password was successfully deciphered?
"Are you awake?" In a daze, Jiang Heng also opened his eyes, rubbed his head into Li Zan's shoulder, and pecked his neck a few more times before he caught a glimpse of the computer on the table: "I can read it."
Li Zan grabbed Jiang Heng's wrist: "Let go."
Jiang Heng relaxed his strength, and the hands and feet that were blocking Li Zan were easily pushed away. He changed his position and lay lazily on the sofa with his eyes closed and continued to take a nap.
The room was too stuffy, so Li Zan turned on the air conditioner, grabbed a thin blanket from the floor and threw it on Jiang Heng, who was sleeping on the sofa. The latter grabbed the thin blanket and covered it up to his abdomen.
Li Zan sat down cross-legged and clicked on the memory card. There was a txt document in the disk. In the document were two very concise sentences: Kengshui Railway Station. Room 102, Donglu Shooting Range, Liantang County.
What do you mean? Just two sentences and two addresses to set such a strict password?
Hang Shui Railway Station should refer to the abandoned railway station located on Hang Shui Street. It was bought by Chen Sanhei and transformed into a racing track and club on the surface, but it was a drug trafficking base behind the scenes.
But does writing on this plate have other deeper meanings?
There is also Room 102 of the Donglu Shooting Range in Liantang County... Li Zan opened the browser and entered this address, and only a few unrelated keywords in Liantang County, the shooting range and Room 102 popped up, and no related address information was found.
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"What are you doing here?" After relieving the irritable pressure caused by lack of sleep, Jiang Heng sat up, put his elbows on his thighs, leaned forward and lowered his head, with his hair covering his forehead, showing a harmless and young handsomeness, "Eastern foot of the lotus pond
range?"
Li Zan: "Do you know this place?"
Jiang Heng nodded: "Try to type 'Tangshan Shooting Range'."
Li Zan did as he was told, pressed the Enter key, and a brand new page popped up. The first few search messages all contained the dazzling red letters "Tangshan Shooting Range", and the shooting range was followed by shocking large characters -
