Breaking Through the Clouds

Myanmar border.

On the top floor of the five-star hotel, a mirror elevator door opened. Ajie stepped out of the meteor, passed through the thick carpeted corridor, and came to the gate of a guarded suite at the end, and immediately opened the door respectfully for him.

Several Burmese people sat in the study room and whispered, and when they saw that the business had been concluded, all the big brothers had a happy face on their faces. The two suitcases were opened and spread out on the ground. The two large bags of gold wrapped in black cloth were dazzling. The **** k beckoned a bodyguard and whispered, "Close up."

The bodyguard stepped forward, just then Ajie stepped in and said, "Brother!"

"Ok?"

When the Burmese saw him come in, they couldn't help talking about each other, apparently they all knew such a number one cruel character. But Ajie ignored the locals. He leaned against Spades K's ear and whispered for several minutes. Spades K raised an eyebrow: "Oh? He really said that?"

"The news came back from our people over Jianning, put the monitor, the original words are like this." Ajie took a breath, mixed with unwilling puppets and fierce eagerness between his eyebrows, and his molars were worn for a long time, Then he said, "Na Jiangzhan is really ... a cruel man."

Spades K glanced at him.

Ajie quickly asked: "What shall we do now, brother?"

Spade K tore a piece of paper, wrote down an address, and Ajie quickly picked it up.

"The old man used to have a market on this mountainside. One of the largest shipments in the southwest is the Yuanlong Gorge behind it. I made people stare at several nearby villages half a year ago. You personally took people over Remember me, no matter what happens, even if you tear your face with the old man, "Spade K slowly said in Ajie's bright eyes:" You know what to do. "

Ajie turned and left.

"come back!"

Ajie stood suddenly and turned around, and saw that the **** k smiled, and clicked the note:

"Young man, remember the lessons of the past, don't be so frizzy. Do you understand?"

Ajie scratched his short hedgehog-like hair, grinned, and hurried out.

"Hey, I said, are you okay?"

Sitting in the bumpy broken car, Qi Sihao almost regretted that he had swallowed three big buns in the orphanage. The rugged mountain road almost forced him to spit out everything in his stomach. He kept his mouth closed all the way up to compete with the rolling esophagus, but when it was getting dark, he couldn't help it, and asked his driver's seat in a calm tone.

Yan Yan's side face could not see the slightest difference, but from the eyebrow bone to the bridge of the nose, and even the corners of the drooping lips, it was like a whole block of black rock carved out by a sharp knife, exuding a strong gloomy atmosphere.

Qi Sihao stole him, and now he really regrets that he didn't just sleep overnight in the orphanage like the driver sent by the county government.

"No, Team Yan, you see that this day is really going to be dark. In this road condition, you must not be able to get back to Tongshan County at night. It is too dangerous to drive all night, so let ’s go back to Yongkang Village and spend the night, let's talk tomorrow, ah?"

Qi Sihao was really bitter, just listening to the wheels passing through the ground, making a loud noise, Yan Yan said nothing.

Suddenly: "Stab ---"

When the brake pedal was stepped to the bottom, the wheels almost slipped, and Qi Sihao fell into a sudden forward slump, almost spitting out by the seat belt.

Yan Yan didn't look at him, turned the car directly, and drove to the village that had already drove.

Yongkang Village is located at the foot of the mountain and is extremely remote. It is far away from Tongshan County, but it is unexpected that the economic development is OK, and every house has a cement room. Outsiders are probably rarely seen here, and Yan Biao's broken car just caught the crowd as soon as he entered the village. There were also sensible children who followed their noses and curiously probed their brains.

Yan Zheng carried the county government's documents on poverty alleviation. After greeting the village committee, the village chief personally arranged to live in the village's only guest house.

Although the conditions are rudimentary, anyway, there is a hard bed to sleep.

Qi Sihao has been pampered in recent years and is not very adaptable to such a humble environment. After he hastily washed and slept, he sleeps together. Yan Yan slowly ate, put on his coat and went out of the guest house. He was sitting in the yard with a lot of thoughts on him and lit a cigarette.

It's dark in the countryside. If there is no star or moon, then there will be no light at all. In particular, Yongkang Village is backed by a vast mountain forest, and the wind blows the cranes and wild beasts. There is no other voice. People who are accustomed to living in the city cannot imagine how far they can reach without their fingers.

Yan Mao, wearing a trench coat, was sitting on the stone steps of the broken yard, with a little redness between the cigarette butts between his fingers.

"... I didn't have a guardian at the time, and lived alone in the old-fashioned pirate building next to the school ..."

"When I was able to investigate my files through various means, I discovered that the so-called" adoptor "does not actually exist ..."

The narrative of Jiang Zhe that night, accompanied by the sound of the river, resounded in Yan's ears, but this time he finally heard the long-suppressed irony and self-deprecation in his heart.

Jiang Zhan may not have lied. He said that the truth is what he said.

——It's just that part that he didn't say, but it can subvert all false appearances.

The so-called adopter does not exist, because "Caohua a" as a Burmese drug dealer cannot register adoption with real information, and Jiang Zang knows this when he grows up. In other words, when Jiang Zhan showed no knowledge of his past experience, he actually knew very well how intricate his connection with drug trafficking syndicates over the years.

So, is he really the UM who "slipped in"?

It is a coincidence that he has become the most promising police star in the drug control port in the Southwest.

Destiny can't set up so many false positives when a person is completely ignorant and ignorant, unless the person follows every step that has already been arranged, but the surface does not show the slightest clue.

And the turning point of Jiang Zhan's fate, the 1009 bombing three years ago, was he really betrayed by the police? Or is it a well-prepared script?

For the first time in his life, Yan Yan suddenly shuddered from the bottom of his heart.

"The reason why I didn't hide it was not because I was afraid that you might get involved in this muddy water and be strict, but because I didn't believe you--"

If a person can't trust his trust after going through several lives and deaths together, then excluding all the dramas of Tianfang Yetan, in the end, there is only one possibility:

He knew he could not afford the same amount of trust.

What suddenly flashed in the distant dark night, Yan Yan subconsciously looked up, and saw a faint light spot on the mountainside a few kilometers away, as if rows of lights.

There are still people driving at night in such a dangerous place. Either the car is good or it is really terrible.

He exhaled, his temples throbbed, and he didn't feel like thinking about the others. He ran out of cigarette butts and threw them at the edge of the grass.

In the evening when I checked in, I didn't look carefully. This time I saw the two sons of the guest house owner's house attracting a few young people of the same age, sitting in the hall and playing games. When Yan Yan passed by, they smelled the smoke and came up to ask for a cigarette. Yan Yan was a little bit scared, but he still lost half a pack of cigarettes and turned around.

The thin walls and door panels couldn't stop Qi Sihao's snoring sounds at all, Yan Yan just pushed the door and paused.

There are so many young men in the village who are twenty years old idle at home and do not work in the city?

There was a little doubt in his heart, and he felt that this was not in line with the status quo of the village that he usually sees, but then he thought that maybe the village had a high degree of agriculturalization, so he didn't think about it carefully and pushed the door directly into the house.

The night temperature in the mountains is extremely low, and the tap water is cold and bitter. Yan Yan washed his face with a water pipe, and put his clothes on the bed, holding his mobile phone. There was a stern whistle from the north wind behind the window, and there was a cold wind hissing between the windows.

Moonlight finally emerged from a dark cloud, and passed through the frosted glass of the burrow, reflecting on Yan Jian's half face, turning his face pale.

He looked at the words "Consultant Lu" in the phone address book, and his eyes were dazzling.

The snoring of Qi Sihao next door stopped, probably turned over, the squeak creaked, and then the snoring sounded again.

Yan Zheng took a deep breath and slowly extended his thumb toward the dial button, at which point he stopped slightly.

I do n’t know when the roar rang in the distance, the movement started very slightly, and soon from far to near, it was especially clear on the quiet night in the mountains and forests, and I followed the mountain road to the village head.

-Turns out to be the engine of several cars.

Yan Min forced the chaotic thoughts, his upper body leaned back, and he approached the window sill, where he didn't know how much dust had accumulated, and narrowed his eyes to look out. The night was deep and heavy, and there was no distance at all, and I couldn't see anything at all; Shaoji saw the end of the only winding dirt road in the village, and several big lights flashed at the same time!

Yan Min's eyes were stabbed by the high beam, and he immediately leaned over.

For just a moment, the engine sounded loudly, and the eardrums buzzed together. The barking of hundreds of dogs near the countryside, the barking of dogs all over the place, and scattered lights in the distance, the villagers pushed the door and yelled away; after a few minutes, the movement calmed down a bit, the vehicle went out one after another, Yan Taking advantage of that brief riot, she pushed open the rusty and sturdy windows and looked out of the gap.

The lights of the village committee next door turned on, and a few good off-road vehicles were parked on the dirt road in front of the door. The headlights complemented each other and illuminated the small open space like daylight. Many figures got out of the car door and walked back and forth, Yan Yan roughly counted out his professional habits, and there were no less than a dozen individuals.

... what's going on in the middle of the night?

He didn't say a word and leaned against the window slit to continue peeping. I saw that the group seemed to be very familiar with the local area and was very open, talking, swearing, laughing and walking, and so on, came at night, but could not hear the accent. After about a second smoke, the movement of these dozens of individuals went down and they formed a group of guest houses heading to this side.

The dark clouds gathered silently, and the pale moonlight was cast on the blue stone slab road, showing the figure of two or three people headed. The old man who walked in the most attentive way was no stranger. It was the village head Yan Yan had just met in the evening.

And behind him, in black, with his hands in his pockets, smoking a cigarette without saying a word--

Yan Yan's eyes changed suddenly.

It's Ajie!

This was replaced by anyone else, and my brain was definitely exploded at the time. Yan Yan's first reaction was: I am!

Then he reacted like lightning, these people came at him!

Through the documents submitted by his family's poverty alleviation project, he went all the way from the provincial party committee to the county seat, and then drove hundreds of kilometers to the welfare home. He pulled out the image data of more than 20 years ago to investigate how many people passed in the middle. It is impossible to calculate how many eyes and ears. As long as Spades k deliberately inquires about it, it is absolutely impossible to conceal it. It is reasonable for Shun Teng to find it.

But why does it come so fast, how is it possible? !!

Yan Yan had no time to think about it quickly, got up in his cloak, grabbed the car key, opened the door and rushed to the next door, and patted the door a few times: "Lao Qi! Wake up soon!"

Qi Sihao shouted loudly inside the door, showing no sign of waking.

Yan Yan said with my heart | your ancestor, there is no time to hesitate now, grab the doorknob with both hands and press hard. The posture was at the level of a police school textbook. Just listening to the dull clicking sound, the latch was stepped on by pressure, and then he pushed in and broke in!

"Wh-"

Qi Sihao finally awoke and got up, and half a word before he stumbled, he was held down by Juli and almost lost his breath: "Oh! ... Ooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooohhhh !!"

Yan Yan's forefinger pressed against his lips, which was a very severe snoring action, and then released his hand in Qi Sihao's horrified gaze.

"You are ..."

"Shut up and follow me." Yan Yan lowered his voice, and every word that followed made Qi Sihao startled: "The man in Spade K is here."

"These two days? There are really no strangers passing these two days. I haven't seen the car on the side of the mountain. The goods in our households are all very good ..."

The door of the guest house was open, and the village chief nodded and invited the people in, and the boss's family greeted them out. Ajie's feet in hard-soled short boots crossed the threshold, he sniffed as soon as he entered the house, and said casually, "It's so smoky."

The boss's son put down his mobile phone early, and groped out the cigarette case, hehe smiled and respected the cigarette.

"It was said earlier that there is a certain amount of goods every year. The elder brother said that there are so many and so many. You are willing to mix and sell or not. This does not affect the amount we can ship over. Business is not easy to do this year. Several roads in the southwest were broken. Fortunately, you are surrounded by mountains on all sides ... Yo, "Ajie took the cigarette and took two sips. He noticed sharply," Everyone in your village Smoked soft Chinese? Is there too much oil and water? "

The village chief was trembling with his meaningful tone, and just about to confess, the young smoke-loving young man intervened: "No, no, how dare we play tricks? This cigarette was given by those who stayed in the county today!"

There are always a lot of cats on the shipping channels. Ajie was just scared to tear the house apart. Who knew that when he heard the two words in the county, his expression changed suddenly: "Someone?"

He turned to the village chief and frowned, "When I asked you just now, didn't you say that no one had entered the village these two days?"

"Yes, yes, not a living person, but the leader of the poverty alleviation project in the county, and the secretary." The village chief immediately explained: "It looks very young, and there is nothing to do with it, just staying one night temporarily and bright tomorrow. When it ’s over, do n’t get in the way! ”

Young?

It seemed as if there was a sudden chill in the atmosphere, and Ajie narrowed his eyes and stared suspiciously at the village chief: "... what does it look like?"

Ajie's face is a bit of a Southeast Asian appearance, and may have been mixed on the road for a long time, giving a cold and fierce feeling in the eyebrows. The head of the village was locked with his gaze so firmly, a hint of cold sweat was seeping behind him, and he hurriedly gestured: "Probably ... probably so high, especially tall. In his thirties, he looks very tough ..."

Ajie exhaled silently.

Not to mention the "toughness" of appearance, it is impossible for Jiangzhan to be this height.

"The secretary is very old, and he is wearing a pair of leather shoes ... oh yes, their car is still parked in the yard! Look!"

This appearance description dispelled Ajie's last doubts, but out of caution, he followed the village chief and saw that a Wuling Hongguang was parked beside the kitchen outside the courtyard. Now, all the mud splashes on the tire body.

The village chief rubbed his hands uneasily and stood by the side. Ajie turned on his flashlight and glanced at the old cab.

Obviously nothing, but his eyelids suddenly began to jump lightly.

Just so coincidentally, Jiang Zhan left Jianning here, and there was a county leader in Pankou?

He stood there without a snoring noise, no one dared to move around, only listening to the wind blowing from the middle of the mountain. After a few minutes or so, Ajie finally moved and turned back, "Let someone ..."

Click

It was actually just a very slight sound, but it was slightly obvious in the silence, and Ajie raised his head instantly:

"who?"

No one except him was aware that the air was frozen for a while. In full view, I saw Ajie holding the gun on the lower back, as if a beast that smelled the smell in the dark, stepped forward gently — 2k novel reading network