Breaking Through the Clouds: 127.Chapter 127
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The King of Spades probably has never been scolded in person like this in his life, but his expression hasn't changed at all, and he doesn't look annoyed at all.
He is completely different from the traditional Golden Triangle drug lord who wears a big golden chain, two left and right arms, and travels with a bunch of thugs shouting five and six. On the contrary, he wore a very slim and decent black leather jacket, a white round neck T-shirt inside, and a pair of very thin leather gloves. He was quite tall and had a subtle temperament. The people around him could only see that he was well-trained and there were no gangsters. The typical ignorance and arrogance of the bottom horse.
"I'm glad to meet you too," he answered softly.
Ajie came up two steps and lowered his head and called out to him. The king of spades raised his eyebrows and looked at him: "I told you to remember the lessons from the past, but you remember it too deeply."
Ajie waved his hand to Uncle Bo, before he opened his mouth to tell, he was choked by the king of spades: "Don't tell me, you can't catch the heart Q without him."
"..." Ajieliu was a little bit angry: "This old man's noise hit the west and killed more than a dozen of me. They also said just now that they would go to Myanmar to meet Wu Tun..."
Uncle Bo is old and refined. Seeing that the situation is not right, he immediately preempted, shaking his hands and pointing to the king of spades: "What are you doing, ah? What are you trying to do? You send someone to stare at Yuanlong Gorge in Yongkang Village all year round. Handicap, our old guys don’t care about you anymore. Now you are sending people to run into the mountains with open flames, and you are coming all the way in person. What kind of calculations are you making, what are you talking about?"
The king of spades turned his head slightly and glanced at the old man.
Others couldn't see his expression clearly, but Uncle Bo touched that look, and his anger was a little timid: "Jin Jie...Jin Jie moved his hand first, I can only be an old man..."
A-jie rubbed his shoulder blades that had been tied for a long time while yelling: "Stop this old man's mouth!"
The man immediately stepped forward. The old man was furious. Of course he thought that the king of spades came with the tracker hidden in his body. He pointed at Ajie and yelled: "I should search your body first, what dare I use? High-tech means come to shame me! Don’t think you Jinjie has a name and a surname now. When we were in the Golden Triangle, you were not born yet, you--"
The king of spades waved his hand, and his subordinates no longer hesitate immediately, and blocked Uncle Po's mouth with three strokes.
"Uuuuu..." The old man flushed with anger by the junior's disrespectful behavior, and the king of spades ignored him and scanned around the clearing.
Three corpses leaned on the grass, and the blood was gradually accumulating into blood puddles; the people brought by Uncle Bo were disarmed and stopped. Jiang Ting stood beside him with a gun in his hand, but the muzzle was loose. Hang loosely to the ground.
He didn't care about the gun that Jiang stopped in his hand, and after about a few seconds of indulging, he finally turned to Yan Xiu:
"Looking forward for a long time, Team Yan, I am also surprised to see you here."
Yan Xi was pointed at with a gun and stood there. There seemed to be a tendon in his mind that was twitching, and the back teeth were tightly closed.
The king of spades called on the bodyguard and explained: "I met this person on the way when I searched the mountain. It didn't take much effort. He told me you were here."
The bodyguard pulled a staggered figure from the off-road vehicle—it was Qi Sihao!
His feet have been bandaged, his head is sweaty and his complexion is bluish, his eyes are dodgy, and he doesn't dare to look up at Yan Xiu.
"I thought the scene of the formal meeting between you and me would be more harmonious, but now it's unexpected to me. But it doesn't matter, it does not prevent you and me from getting to know you." The king of spades pointed to himself: "I My Myanmar name is not important anymore. I have a Chinese surname and a single name. This name is recorded on the Gongzhou Public Security Intranet as the personal information of the third-level Superintendent'Rivet', which is true."
——A drug lord not only became an undercover agent for the police, but also dared to use his real name!
"The police time is about five or six years later than you. If you go down to check the files, it is the Gongzhou public security system recruited by the society." The black gloved hands of the king of spades were folded in front of him. Smiled and said: "But I didn't stay in the Gongzhou Municipal Bureau for a long time, so I was arranged to be my own undercover agent. It's a coincidence."
"..." Yan Xiu opened his mouth, and the cold wind immediately poured into his lungs along his throat. He asked hoarsely: "...you were forced to shoot the rivets because you lied to me?"
Jiang Ting turned to him and said nothing.
"Oh, let me explain this question." The king of spades said: "There should be no, because he doesn't know that person is my substitute."
He turned to Jiang Ting and said with a smile: "In fact, two people shared the role of the'rivet' from the very beginning, but I was the one who came forward, and I was the one who contacted Yue Guangping on a single line. The fingerprint record and the person who talked with you via voice later are both the avatar. The avatar was shot by you three years ago... To be exact, he was shot by Ajie, but of course he was not dead. If you are interested, you can go back this time. See you."
Jiang Ting said nothing, his facial features were extremely cold.
After a long while, he finally squeezed out: "Why do you want to do this?"
"There are two reasons," the king of spades casually said, "you can pick the one you like better."
"..."
"Wu Tun trained you and sent you to the police, and later planned to use you to kill me. This step is actually very clever, because you are really too high for your opponent. I thought about the same. The high-level police arranged for someone to confront you, but Qin Chuan..." Spades K shrugged, "First, he insists on staying in Jianning, I never force others to do things for me; the second fact proves him. It will only be killed by you, so even using him is just a waste of effort."
"At that time, I had just returned to the China-Myanmar region from the United States. There were many people who could buy in but few people who could trust. Once the matter of inserting an inside line was revealed, not only would it not be able to shake your position in the police circle, but it would probably become One of your further achievements, so in the end, I can only do it myself. This is one reason. On the other hand, I have just returned from the United States where I have lived for more than ten years..."
K of spades sincerely said: "It is natural to want to see you."
Jiang Ting closed his eyes.
It was a light and restrained movement, but his emotions can be clearly seen from the subtle lines on his brows.
Yan Xiu forced himself to speak, and asked in a deep voice, "...Are you really blood brothers?"
The king of spades laughed: "Of course not. Do you think I'm particularly perverted."
Apart from him, probably no one dared to think there was anything funny about this joke.
"Wu Tun promoted him, just to kill me. The Golden Triangle is such a place. Even at the last moment, the old drug lord can't allow his own children to get involved in power. The older he gets, the more he refuses to let it go, because Once lost, he will face the situation of being besieged by countless enemies, not to mention that he is not the only one of my son." The king of spades rushed to the river to sign in that direction, and said: "As for him, he is just a tool to Wu Tun, still a seemingly very The kind that is obedient and useful. If I were a little less lucky three years ago, maybe I would really lose in his hands."
Uncle Bo began to struggle again to say something, probably to defend Wu Tun, but no one cared about him.
"So where did I plant three years ago," Jiang Ting asked hoarsely, "Really Yue Guangping told you about the deployment of 1009?"
Unexpectedly, the king of spades shook his head: "No, Yue Guangping did not reveal this secret until his death."
Jiang Ting obviously didn't believe it.
"Really no, the answer is actually very simple." Spades K said lazily, "Six months before the start of Operation 1009, that is, at the end of spring and early summer, one day Yue Guangping suddenly contacted the'rivet'-no I'm so sorry that I-I have verified a question."
Jiang Ting suddenly thought of something.
"He asked: I heard that the Red Queen is a woman, can you find a way to verify this?"
The king of spades looked at Jiang Ting's pale face, smiled and shrugged: "Look, you will know what's going on right away."
At that moment, the clues traversed back in the memory, and they were all collected in Jiang Ting's trembling pupils. Yes, he finally realized why Yue Guangping would call that nervous breakdown before he died, and why Qin Chuan would prompt that there was no **** at all in Operation 1009——
Because he is the one who left this fatal flaw.
——Three years ago, late at night, Room 301, Building A, Building 701, Botaoyuan Community.
The nanny has already fallen asleep, and the dim table lamp in the living room reflects the curl of cigarettes. The cigarette butts on the table are already sharp, but the half cup of strong tea in Yue Guangping's hand does not even see the last trace of heat. After a long time, he gently put the teacup on the table and let out a "boom":
"I understand all of the things you reported. But because it is so important and involved, if there is any false fabrication, you have to bear serious responsibility, understand, Captain Jiang? "
On the other side of the sofa, the uninvited anti-drug detachment leader put his elbows on his thighs, fingers crossed against his nose, and nodded silently.
"In addition, I have another question." Yue Guangping paused and asked in a deep voice: "Even if what you reported is completely true, how do you know these secrets?"
Yue Guangping has nearly retired, and staying up all night for many years has made him very aging. There are wrinkles around his eye circles and deep blue black under his eyes. But the eyes behind the reading glasses were still staring at Jiang Ting's face, as if only a slight flaw could penetrate him in place.
"...I don't know much, they have been guarding me." Jiang Ting whispered.
Before Yue Guangping understood what the meaning of "they" meant, Jiang Ting said, "I am Red Heart Q."
In just six words, it took several seconds for Yue Guangping to react and almost stood up: "What did you say!"
Jiang Ting raised his face and looked back at him quietly.
Red Heart Q, one of the most mysterious figures in the drug cartel, the police are not even sure whether this person is of Chinese or Burmese origin. Even a senior undercover agent who has been inside for many years can't get any information about Heart Q from other drug dealers, so that Yue Guangping once thought that this person did not exist, or that the king of spades set up a pretense to handle some sensitive business.
"..."
Yue Guangping's eyes widened, like the first time he met this subordinate who he pulled up with one hand today. The living room was extremely quiet, and he could only hear the rapid gasping in his chest. After a long time, Yue Guangping finally sat back a little bit, squeezing a few words from his teeth:
"...How do you prove?!"
Jiang Ting reached out his hand and touched a cigarette again, then lowered his head and clicked.
"There were some misunderstandings in Myanmar that year. The specifics are not important. In short, many people in the Golden Triangle think that Heart Q is a woman; but this rumor is absolutely unknown in the public security system in Southwest my country. You can pass your own Channel to confirm this. At the same time, I will leak some small clues from the drug trafficking organization. You should be the informant. Through intelligence comparison, it should not be too difficult to confirm that I am Red Heart Q. "
Yue Guangping stared at him scorchingly.
"But I can't reveal more important information." Jiang Ting said again, "As I said, most of Wu Tun's patriarchs are Burmese, and those old men guard me very well. I'm in the police. With the system for so many years, most of the affairs within the group have been marginalized, and it is difficult for me to confirm the authenticity of a lot of important information myself."
He took a deep cigarette, his beautiful eyes covered with bloodshot eyes, he raised his head and smiled shortly:
"In short, I have explained everything that can be explained. Yue Ju, if you want to arrest me, I will sit here now, and you can do it anytime."
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On the clearing of the mountain stream, the king of spades looked at Jiang Ting’s trembling eyes and asked with a smile, "Do you understand?"
"..."
"Yue Guangping doesn’t believe you and wants to find someone to verify your statement. He is not the only undercover agent in his hand, but he may have chosen me because of the excellent performance of'Rivet'. You can imagine when I heard He asked: "I heard that the Red Queen is a woman, can you confirm this to Burma to demolish the house", what was my mood."
The king of spades approached slightly, almost touching Jiang Ting’s pale face, and asked slowly, word by word: "——Who betrayed my Red Queen?"
"I did an emergency investigation inside the organization, but I couldn’t find the air leak. Until the'rivet' received the next encryption instruction printed out by Red Heart Q, I was shocked to find out. There was a mark of red nail polish on the paper, as if it was inadvertently conveying some kind of information. At that moment, I finally knew that it was you who leaked the air."
The king of spades is not without regret, shook his head:
"As early as half a year before the start of Operation 1009, Yue Guangping sold you to me."
"I killed the fourteen anti-narcotics police, I killed the Jiang team..."
"I am not worthy to cover the national flag, Lao Lu, I am not worthy!"
……
Countless noises resounded through the eardrums, gradually emptied and long, as if the unjust souls turned into sharp claws, and undercut the bloodiest piece of meat in the bottom of my heart.
Jiang Tingzhong closed his eyes, "...So when I proposed within the group that on October 9th, I pretended to be trading in the ecological park and actually sent the large cargo to the plastic factory to avoid the police. You already knew Is this plan actually a trap?"
The king of spades said: "Yes, I guessed that. Finally, I used the rivet's undercover identity to check on the inside of the city bureau to confirm it. For example, is there a signal booster installed on the command car heading to the ecological park? , As the commander-in-chief, when did you leave the gate of the city bureau that day... Once you know that it is a trap, it becomes especially easy to verify.
That’s why Qin Chuan said that the murderer is yourself, and there has never been any inner ghost—because the most critical information has long been in front of the king of spades himself, he is the inner ghost!
Jiang Ting's eyes were hanging down, and his lips were gray. If you look closely, you can even see the corners of his lips trembling slightly. After a while, he raised his head and took a breath, and finally looked directly at the king of spades, and asked: "So now you know everything I have done, what do you plan to do with me?"
Unexpectedly, the king of spades did not directly answer this question. He raised his index finger and shook: "I have to correct a bit. I know everything you have done, but why did you do this? I have been unable to determine the suspense for three years."
Speaking of him, he turned to Yan Xiu and raised his chin at will: "Team Yan is here today. From a reasonable point of view, I think he should also hear this answer, including the one you were by my side after the 1009 bombing A few months. What do you think, Jiang Ting?"
Yan Xiu's eyes finally turned to Jiang Ting a little bit.
From the very beginning, the king of spades has been facing Yan Xiu's direction, but Jiang Ting has always faced each other. He was still carrying a gun in one hand, the muzzle pointed at his feet, and his fingers were cold and blue.
"...There is no reason," I don't know how long it took before Jiang Ting spoke slowly in the wind, and said: "The family is fighting for power and profit. I just stood on the wrong team."
Despite preparations, Yan Xiu's soul fell heavily to the bottom of **** at that moment——
Uncle Bo suddenly broke out with a very eager whine, blushing and trying to say something, then the king of spades glanced over and motioned for his men to release the old man's mouth.
"I'm sorry." Jiang Ting finally looked at Yan Xiu and smiled faintly:
"If Lu Juan didn't come to you, I can still maintain the illusion for you for a period of time."