"Say! Where is the transaction location?!"

The interrogation room was brightly lit, and the incandescent light was almost dazzling. The criminal suspect who was sitting across from the captivity was very sleepy. He was awakened by the voice of the police again, and he was a little startled, almost. Bounced from the seat.

Because he didn't close his eyes for five days and five nights, his physical drowsiness caused tears to ooze from the corners of his eyes.

Of course, he hadn't had a good meal in the past five days. He had been conducting surprise interrogations. The police could also take shifts to rest, but he could only survive, with sunken eye sockets and chapped lips. He looked very embarrassed.

"Comrade police officer, brother, I really don't know..." The man was crying and talking nonsense.

The policeman sitting opposite glanced at each other, and someone knocked on the door: "It's time to eat, it's time to order rice, steamed pork, glutinous rice chicken, fish-flavored pork shreds and white rice."

In the past few days, they hadn't missed his food. They were just some porridge, steamed buns and side dishes. At this moment, the suspect heard that there was meat, although he hadn't seen it yet, his eyes were green and he swallowed wildly.

The policemen closed their laptops and got up. The man breathed a sigh of relief, thinking he could finally sleep with his eyes closed for a while.

Unexpectedly, Tiemenfu opened again, and two criminal police officers walked in with their notebooks under their armpits.

This cycle goes back and forth, regardless of day or night, the lights in the interrogation room are not turned off.

Just after midnight, the door of the interrogation room opened again, and a detective ran out quickly with a folder.

Command center.

Zhao Junfeng looked at the transcript he had handed in, with a smile on the corners of his lips: "Go, steamed pork with glutinous rice, glutinous rice chicken, shredded pork with fish flavor, and white rice. Give him a copy."

Not long after, a small police officer entered the interrogation room carrying a box of lunch.

Feng Jianguo couldn't help sighing: "Zhao Ting's trick is really high."

Facing his former subordinates, Zhao Junfeng also relaxed a lot, holding up his teacup and taking a sip with a smile.

"Where, people are iron, food is steel, drugs can't be inhaled every day, you always have to eat all meals."

Speaking of drugs, his eyebrows gathered a trace of worry.

"Bring the map."

Several people hurriedly spread the map of Jiangcheng city in front of him, and the electronic display screen also synchronized it.

Zhao Junfeng took a stroke of his pen: "The trading location that the drug dealers gave is located near the third channel bridge of Wanghai Bridge. At that time, cargo ships carrying drugs will sail from here, complete transactions with buyers, and flow into my country through nearby ports. Within."

Feng Jianguo frowned. Before he could speak, he already knew how to humanely: "The Wanghai Bridge can reach 50 meters deep into the water, and the navigable tonnage is 10,000 tons. Since its opening, the freight traffic has been busy, and the ships are constantly flowing. It is the gold of our country One of the waters, I'm afraid it will be difficult to check."

Zhao Junfeng hadn't considered what he said. He slowly raised his head and looked at Feng Jianguo who was a little absent-minded.

"Old Feng, what do you think?"

The news from Lin Wei was Zhongjing Industrial Port, and Zhao Junfeng asked about the location under the Wanghai Bridge.

Which is true and false is naturally impossible to verify at this moment.

He pretended to be awakened, covered his lips and yawned.

"Ah, I think there is some truth, you see..." He swiped his fingertips on the electronic display and circled a few places.

"Although the water area under the Wanghai Bridge is one of the busiest waterways in the West Sea, as long as you drive this section of the road, go east and bypass an artificial island."

Feng Jianguo focused his fingers twice on the map.

"A further 212 nautical miles will be the high seas."

This distance is not far at sea. If an ordinary cargo ship travels at a speed of 12 knots per hour, it will not take 24 hours to get out of China’s territorial waters. Then they will have nothing to do with these drug dealers and can only request international The criminal police fought together, and the red tape was gone, and the drug dealers had already run out of sight. Therefore, it must not be delayed until that time.

Zhao Junfeng's brows furrowed tightly. After a while, a wave of majesty overflowed from his wrinkled face. He patted the table hard and the teacup jumped.

"In any case, drug dealers must not be allowed to escape the high seas. I have given my order and are now starting to act immediately. Since they want to trade at sea, they must be loading and unloading goods at the wharf. Check the major ports, shipping companies, and small fishing boats. Can't let it go!"

"Yes!" Hu Senji saluted, and was about to turn around and go out to arrange deployment, but was stopped again.

Zhao Junfeng glanced at Feng Jianguo.

"The boundary of Jiangcheng is better known to the criminal investigation team. Let them go."

He had said so, Feng Jianguo naturally had no objection, and Xue Rui and the people from the City Anti-drug Detachment led them out.

The combat command room was busy again.

Zhao Junfeng sat in front of the electronic display screen without moving his nest, glanced at his cuff casually, and said casually.

"When did you go out?"

A few hours ago he secretly went to see Song Yuhang. It was raining outside and he had not had time to change his clothes.

The cuff was slightly wet, and it was a drop of water sliding down from the top of the umbrella, indicating that there was still a little distance from the city office.

Feng Jianguo looked still and pulled a piece of paper towel and wiped it: "Hey, you can see it. I don't think that there will be a few days and nights after which I will not be able to return home. My granddaughter sticks to me so tightly, I go back and coax Hey, you see that all the saliva is on your body, really."

The old man took a sip from the teacup, a smile appeared in his eyes, and he was a bit regretful.

"When the case is over, go back and spend time with your children."

"That's the truth, the children are all working outside, and there is only the wife and the granddaughter at home, which is pitiful."

"Oh, yes." He thought of something casually: "I heard that Song Yuhang was injured again."

"Street disputes. I was stabbed and locked up."

Feng Jianguo explained that at the end, he added another sentence.

"People are recuperating in the city hospital. Would you like to go and see?"

Zhao Junfeng turned his face away.

"No, I can't leave the city bureau at this juncture. Besides, it depends on her to see me!"

At the end of the story, there was already a bit of beard and stare.

Feng Jianguo smiled, the pleats from the fat on his face were gathered together, like a shrewd and flattering fox.

"That's it, you are right."

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Although there is no need to fight on the front line, there is too much work in the laboratory.

When Fang Xin was working hard in front of the console, he was caught off guard by knocking on the glass in front of her.

Duan Cheng lip-synch: See you on the rooftop.

Fang Xin rolled his eyes and didn't bother to care about him.

The man arched his hand again and made a pleading gesture: please, please.

Fang Xin had no choice but to compare with an "OK".

After a while, when she changed her clothes and climbed onto the roof, the rain had subsided. The police car in the parking lot downstairs was flashing with police lights, and from time to time, police officers loaded with guns jumped into the car.

The war is about to start.

Duan Cheng didn't hold an umbrella, and was waiting for her in a loose pullover sweater. He used to have very long hair. His bangs covered his eyes. He looked like a dead otaku who was addicted to anime. Now he has shaved his head and his head is on. The cyan stubble was exactly the same as the one on his chin, and it looked a bit masculine.

Fang Xin was surprised at this small change in his heart, and he was also a little shy and trembling that he couldn't tell.

"What are you... looking for me for?"

It's still such an empty place.

Duan Cheng scratched his head, a little tied.

"Does the head that I just trimmed yesterday look good?"

Fang Xin coughed for no reason and was choked by his own saliva.

"Also, okay."

Duan Cheng took a step forward: "It's okay, in other words, do you like it?"

"Who...who likes it, although the hairstyle is good, but..." Fang Xin blushed and stepped back, stepping on a small stone under her feet, and the road was slippery on rainy days. She staggered and was stabilized.

"Be careful!"

The arms around her waist were strong and strong, and the male hormone breath came to her face, her eyes were facing each other, and each other's heartbeats became fierce.

Duan Cheng swallowed, his left hand has been touching the flannel box in his pocket.

His palm is full of sweat, and people who have always been slicker don't know how to talk anymore.

Fang Xin recovered, pushed him away, and stood blushing.

"If there is nothing wrong, I will go back first."

"Hey..." Duan Cheng chased for two steps, but the police siren downstairs rang again, and the horn sounded, and the expedition was urgent.

A trace of struggle flashed across the big boy's face.

Fang Xin's beating heart gradually fell silent, his face returned to normal, and he turned and left.

"I'm going back, little brother, it's okay don't bother my sister to do the experiment."

"When will you not treat me as a child?"

Fang Xin stopped and glanced at him strangely: "What do you think?"

"Man." Duan Cheng raised his chin slightly. Seeing that the first police car had slipped out of the city bureau gate, the phone in his pocket kept shaking.

He didn't have time, so he had only time to get close to her and put a kiss on her forehead, and then ran downstairs quickly, leaving behind a sentence and the back of the man and the back of the cyan head.

"Waiting for my return, I will prove to you that I am no longer a boy, but an upright man."

Fang Xin was confused by this inexplicable sentence, but there was also a hint of sweetness in his heart. When he touched the place where he had just kissed, a smile appeared on the corner of his lips.

She was a fool, in her heart, perhaps since he started shooting at the murderer.

Duan Cheng is no longer synonymous with youthfulness, otherwise how could she keep a distance from him.

The vigor of the young man made her blush and heartbeat, and it also made her yearning.

Fang Xin raised his eyes and looked at the dark sky in the distance.

I hope the sky will light up soon, and everything she loves will be well.

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Four o'clock in the morning.

The sleepiest moment of a person's day.

Central Hospital.

The medical staff on duty in the triage table all fell asleep on the table, a trolley slowly pushed over, and the nurse carefully supported the tray above.

The doctor rubbed his eyes and raised his head: "This is..."

"It's time to change the dressing for bed fifteen."

He put on his glasses, picked up the medical record and turned a few pages, it was indeed time, and waved.

"Okay, you go."

The nurse nodded, pushed the medicine cart to the innermost room in the corridor, took out the fingerprint card that had been copied a long time ago, and checked it, and the glass screen door bounced open slightly.

No one noticed this detail.

Song Yuhang was still lying on the bed quietly taking a drip, sleeping sideways, breathing evenly.

The man put the medicine cart against the wall without turning on the light. He pulled out a watermelon knife from under the tray, and walked towards the bed.

As long as she cut her carotid artery, it would be hard to save the gods.

The man swallowed, walked to the bed, and cut his throat when he opened the quilt, pierced it with a sharp knife, and the cotton wool flew away.

Fake, it's a puppet!

He was shocked. Before he could come back to his senses, a black figure sprang out from the top of the closet next to him. He kicked the person onto the bed with a whip leg, kicking him on his head with great force until he made his mouth. Foaming, the knife eye in his hand was about to fall to the ground, making a noise.

Song Yuhang pressed his arm tightly to control the person, kicked up with the back heel, and the knife flew up. She caught it with her right hand. She could wipe his neck neatly, but still hit him with the handle of the knife. On the temple, knocking people fainted.

The man slumped to the ground, Song Yuhang took his clothes and put them on himself, took up the hemp rope he had prepared a long time ago, tied him up to the bed, and did not forget to tie his wrists and handcuffs to the railing beside the bed. He put on a pillowcase in his mouth to prevent him from yelling, and then hastily cleaned up the marks of fighting on the ground, put the watermelon knife in the medical cart, then put on the nurse's hat, and walked out swaggeringly.

I had expected someone to kill her a long time ago, and Zhengshou couldn't get out of her. It was just right.

When she walked out of the ward corridor of the intensive care unit, she put the medicine cart aside and walked into the bathroom.

Not long after, a young woman wearing a military green jacket and a black mask came out and sank into the crowd.

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"How?"

The woman knelt on the ground licking the powder on the tin foil, nodding her head repeatedly, her hair scattered like a pug.

Lin Ge waved his hand, and his entourage evacuated it.

Jin Xia rushed over: "No... don't..."

Lin Ge held up her face, "Good-bye, help me do one thing, and when it's done, I'll give you something better."

Jin Xia was ignorant, then looked at the neatly packed injections and swallowed.

"What...what's the matter?"

Lin Ge personally helped her up and patted her hand with infinite tenderness and affection.

"You did a good job in the poisoning thing last time. The body of the old thing is worse than the day. If you drag it for a long time, you will suffer. It is better to let him be early, ascend, bliss, and happy."

He spoke word by word, with a bit of gritted teeth, and stuffed a powder packet into her hand.

"Go, I'll wait for your good news."

Jin Xia was frightened, as if pinching a hot potato, she shrank back: "No...no...I dare not...this...what is this?"

"Arsenic trioxide, commonly known as'arsenic'." Lin Ge smiled, holding her hand and not letting go, pushing people back step by step.

"You don't have to go, you drugged, illegal fundraising, and a few actors held a party naked in the villa... I don't need daybreak, I can let it spread on social media now. ."

Tears rolled from the corners of Jin Xia's eyes, and her lips choked with trembling, "You...you are not a human... a beast in clothing!"

"You are right." Lin Ge gently kissed the side of her neck.

"It's best to be obedient in front of the animals, otherwise there is no guarantee that anything will be done, Miss Jin."

He took her face again, and drew tears for her softly.

"I promise you that after everything is done, I will marry you as my wife. Those things will be wiped out, and I will ruin the video, and there will be inexhaustible new things for a lifetime."

"I will give you the best, go, now is the time for you to give me back."

Lin Ge's words seemed to have a magical power, and her dark pupils attracted her to fall continuously.

Jin Xia gradually stopped crying and squeezed the powder bag tightly.

Lin House.

In addition to Steward Lin, there is one person who can come and go freely.

Before dawn, butler Lin will come over to take care of Lin Youyuan's daily life in an hour.

Like Lin Fan, he didn't like his servants to live in his own home.

Therefore, there were only a few bodyguards standing at the door of the Lin House before dawn, and the huge manor was empty.

The bodyguards didn't stop her, and even opened the door respectfully for her.

Every step the woman took was like dancing on the tip of a knife, especially after she went upstairs, she began to swallow her saliva frantically, and the cold sweat from her palm made the powder bag a little damp.

Lin Ge's words rang in his ears.

"You don't need to do anything, just pour this packet of medicine into his water glass."

"No one will doubt you, go, go boldly, when you come back, we will get married."

With a soft "crunch", Jin Xia gently opened the door, and Lin Youyuan lay on the bed, wearing an oxygen mask, skinny and pale, looking like time is running out.

Because of tension, she kept swallowing saliva and tiptoed forward, very cautiously.

In just a few short steps, she walked for a few minutes.

I don't know why, watching him lying here quietly, Jin Xia will also feel terrified, as if he is a dormant lion.

She awakened him with a slight movement, and then snapped her neck.

She was so scared by her own imagination that she was sweaty and her eyes were red. Before she moved to the bed, the person lying on the bed coughed violently.

"Cough cough cough..."

Jin Xia was frightened and sat on the ground. Seeing him coughing silently and making no other movements, she got up and rushed over.

"Master, master..."

After that, he gently lifted him up and patted his back smoothly.

Lin Youyuan opened her muddy eyes and glanced at her.

"It is you."

After that, he turned his back and started coughing.

Jin Xia picked up the water glass on the table and took the water bottle to add some heat. I don't know if it was because of fear or something. When I passed it to him, his hands were shaking.

"Master, drink water."

Lin Youyuan took her hand and took a sip, only to feel better, and squinted her eyes slightly.

"How did you come?"

Jin Xiaqiang held up a smile: "I'll see you."

"Do you still know to come back?!" Lin Youyuan raised his hand, slapped it and slapped it.

"Shameless thing! Fooling around outside thinking I don't know?!"

Jin Xia covered her face, lowered her head and was extremely aggrieved, her face overflowed with pitifulness, and a vicious trace flashed through her eyes.

It was this slap that inflamed her memories. The days when Lin Youyuan was begging to endure his moody bad temper, and when stroking the fat on his body and pretending to be satisfied, they really made her very much. nausea.

"Sorry, sir..." She wept bitterly.

Before he finished his words, Lin Youyuan might be mad and coughed violently. The spittoon was on the other side of the bed. He leaned over and coughed. Jin Xia held up the glass of water again, shaking his cuffs, and the powder fell rustlingly. .

Very quickly disappeared in the water invisible.

She knelt on the ground, enduring the stench of the patient's vomit, and smiled falsely.

"Master, take a sip of water slowly, I'll call the doctor."