part-time profiler

Deng Jun sold the drug queen to Deng Sheng, and Deng Sheng only knew Deng Yun in this drug trading chain.

"My sister said, this thing is like this." Deng Sheng drooped his nose, eyebrows and eyes: "There is only one channel for her to get the goods."

"Who?" Yan Yan asked, Deng Sheng rolled his eyelids: "...I don't know. Only my sister knows."

"Does she smoke?"

"Suck it!" Deng Sheng smiled wryly: "If you don't smoke this thing, who would be short of money? Do you know how much that small bag in the refrigerator is? Thirty-five thousand! It's not a powder, it's a fucking life!"

As Deng Sheng said, he even shed tears on his own: "I really didn't want to suck this. If it wasn't for my sister, would I be ashamed? It's better if we are not siblings. She just cheated like this I."

Yan Yan crossed his arms, showing no sympathy: "One slap can't be slapped, neither of you is innocent. What about Qin Ziming, did he smoke?"

"Well... I tasted a little." Deng Sheng shrank his neck and shoulders, his face full of grievances: "He set fire to the school... Two days ago, I secretly fed him with my mouth in my mouth, but he went crazy on the spot! Sapo, everywhere Throwing things, shouting to kill!"

"I didn't dare to feed him." Deng Sheng pulled the corner of his mouth dryly: "That stuff is so expensive, I'm still not willing."

"Does he have anything to do with setting fire to you?"

"Who?"

"You and your sister."

In the dim room, Deng Sheng knelt on the sofa, with his wrists tied behind his back, frowning: "I don't know, how can I understand the murderer's mind? And he... isn't he already sick?"

"...Oh," Deng Sheng looked up, "I remembered, he met my sister alone, and he set fire to it the next night!"

"Ask my sister, ask my sister!" Deng Sheng straightened his upper body and shouted excitedly.

"Your sister is dead." Yan Yan said in a deep voice.

Deng Sheng was taken aback for a moment, and the next sentence to ask my sister got stuck in her throat, and she knelt and sat back, then whimpered and cried, as if she had been wronged by the sky.

"Who killed your sister?" Yan Yan narrowed his eyes.

Deng Sheng opened his mouth: "My sister..."

"She should... committed suicide." Deng Sheng sneered, lowered his head and shrugged, and wiped the sweat from his face with his shoulders.

Yan Yan raised his index finger and tapped on the table: "Speak in detail."

"Just..." Before Deng Sheng finished speaking, he was interrupted by the sound of knocking on the door outside the house.

"Is anyone there?" An adult male voice: "Property, open the door!"

This trick... is often used by the police to trick suspects into opening the door.

Yan Yan got up and walked to the door, and found that the iron door of this old house had no peepholes, so he couldn't see what was going on outside the door.

Immediately afterwards, the voice of the doorman sounded, trembling slightly, and shouted in a low voice: "Deng Sheng, Deng Sheng? Open the door, there is something wrong with the electric meter at your house, come to check it."

Why is it not too early or too late, just at this time.

Yan Yan glanced back at Deng Sheng, Deng Sheng rubbed his wrists and responded urgently: "Hey, here we come!" He wanted to get rid of Yan Yan quickly.

Regardless of whether the visitor was unkind or not, the door had to be opened if there was an innocent person like the doorman next to him.

Yan Yan took off his coat and reached out to open the door.

In an instant, a dangerous and deadly aura rushed towards his face. Yan Yan subconsciously put on a defensive posture. Two strong men in shirts rushed in from the door.

The uncle stared wide-eyed and fell straight.

The man in the shirt casually threw him aside.

Another closes the door.

Deng Sheng was taken aback by this sudden change, he scrambled and scrambled into a corner to hide.

The two men in shirts looked fierce and rushed towards Yan Yan ferociously.Yan Yan supported the shoe cabinet to quickly avoid one of them, raised his leg and kicked the other one, but unfortunately missed, the other party was obviously not a weak chicken waiting to die, immediately picked up the porcelain vase on the dining table, and threw his head at Yan Yan.

At the same time, the flowered shirt beside him clenched his fist and twisted his neck severely. That posture was clearly that of Lian Jiazi.With an iron fist, he went straight to Yan Yan's face!

Fist with wind.Yan Yan almost heard the wind passing by his ears.The flowered shirt missed a punch, and was narrowly avoided by Yan Yan. He grinned grinningly at the corner of his ugly, wounded mouth, and swung another punch silently.

When the porcelain bottle was smashed, Yan Yan leaned back and raised his hand to catch the fist thrown by the floral shirt. The punch knocked his face, Yan Yan then turned around and swung the floral shirt out violently.

The porcelain bottle hit the ground, crashed, and fell apart.

The air smelled of sweat.

Yan Yan retreated to the living room while beating, his companion in the flowered shirt picked up the kitchen knife he found in the kitchen, and swiped it regardless. The surface of the knife was dim, but the edge was extremely sharp.Yan Yan grabbed his right arm, and the man in the shirt threw the kitchen knife back to his left hand, cutting Yan Yan's waist and abdomen.

Yan Yan kicked him over, and the fist of the flowered shirt forced him up in a blink of an eye.

Unable to dodge in time, the swift and fierce punches almost hit the flesh.

"Damn it." Yan Yan spat out the bloody foam in his mouth, and was tripped by the bench behind him. The floral shirt obviously wouldn't miss this opportunity, so he rushed forward, and Yan Yan punched out like a mighty force. , the muscle mass soared, and the force of a hundred kilograms hit the face of the flower shirt fiercely.

Under the action of inertia, the soles of the floral shirt slipped and fell sideways into the TV cabinet, messing up the fiber optic cables, and the socket head burst into flashes with a buzzing sound.Yan Yan grabbed his collar, didn't show politeness to him, and punched harder and harder into the cheek of the flowered shirt.

The flowered shirt was covered in blood, and his eyes were full of fierceness. He spat out blood foam and missing front teeth, and with a growl, he picked up the set-top box and swung it at him.Yan Yan quickly dodged back and staggered half a step.

The flower shirt companion took the opportunity to hold the knife tightly, walked to Yan Yan's side in two steps, and rounded his arms.

In an instant, the light of the knife flashed out of the corner of his eye.Yan Yan held his breath, raised his leg and swept across, the man with the knife had no time to dodge, and was swept to the ground by his heavy leg, Yan Yan raised his foot and crushed his hand bones, the bones shattered and creaked.

The knife-wielding man let out a terrible howl, and he could no longer hold the knife.

The flowered shirt has come to his senses, like a cowhide that can't be shaken off, he pounces on Yan Yan again.

In the chaos of the living room, Deng Sheng hid behind the curtains, trying desperately to free himself from the belts that bound his wrists.

Yan Yan's binding was not tight, and Deng Sheng broke free in two or three strokes. He covered himself with the curtain, and carefully peeked at the three people in the living room. The battle was fierce, and blood was flying everywhere.

Deng Sheng swallowed, guessing that the two shirts were sent by his sister's boss to save him, so the only problem now is to solve Yan Yan.After Deng Sheng touched the small sofa, there was a knife dropped by the man with the knife. Deng Sheng tiptoed to pick it up, and then hid behind the sofa to wait for an opportunity.

It is not easy to attack Yan Yan and these two men in shirts, especially the colorful shirts. Yan Yan even suspects that he has participated in the Siberian underground boxing. His eyes are almost the same as those Yan Yan saw when he was on a mission a few years ago.

Ferocious, vicious, every punch is close to death.

This kind of desperado is the most troublesome.

The flowered shirt raised his hand to wipe off the blood foam, his eyes were like a ferocious bloodthirsty wolf, the fierce light appeared, and Yan Yan was seduced.Yan Yan didn't give him a chance to breathe, and punched him down.

At the end of the fight, Hua Shirt seemed to feel that he had met his opponent, and attacked Yan Yan even more desperately.

The two were fisting and fisting in the living room, and the flowered shirt suddenly turned to Deng Sheng in the corner: "What are you doing?!"

Too bad, Deng Sheng!Yan Yan was distracted for a moment, and the iron fist of the flowered shirt took advantage of the situation and swung him up, sweeping him over the sofa, and immediately jumped on him.

Deng Sheng looked at the right moment, closed his eyes, and stabbed the knife into the flesh.

Thigh stabbed, Yan Yan frowned and clenched his teeth, picked up the ashtray in his flowery shirt, and hit him on the head.Yan Yan's eyes widened, and after three seconds, he passed out.

"Fuck." Hua Shirt breathed out, exhausted, he looked at Deng Sheng.

Deng Sheng hurriedly came out from behind the sofa, kneeling down, crying profusely as he clutched the legs of his flowered shirt and trousers, "Big Brother, Big Brother, save me!"

"Give me the knife." Hua Shirt ordered, and Deng Sheng hurriedly offered the kitchen knife with both hands.

The floral shirt grinned, and praised with a half-smile: "You're so good."

Deng Sheng then grinned and giggled. In an instant, the smile froze on his face, his pupils constricted, and splashes of blood reflected in his eyes.

The flowered shirt slashed his neck.

Deng Sheng opened his mouth, and fell straight over. The carotid artery ruptured, and blood bubbled up, scrambling to come out.

The flowered shirt threw the kitchen knife, turned around and quickly set up the scene, the man with the knife lying on the ground, begging: "Big Brother, Big Brother help me."

The flowered shirt glanced at him sideways, picked up the kitchen knife and threw it in his hand: "You are useless." After speaking, he grinned ferociously, raised his foot and slapped the knife-wielding man's belly hard.

The knife-wielding man suffered heavy injuries, curled up with his eyes wide open, coughed violently, and his blood was surging. He was kicked by the floral shirt until he was covered in blood.

The doors and windows were closed, and a charcoal fire was burning quietly in the corner.

Wash your hands leisurely in a floral shirt, put on your bluetooth earphones, play rock music, put on Yan Yan’s recording cell phone, hum a little song and leave Deng Sheng’s house. , and then staggered away.

Upstairs and downstairs, no one dared to open the door to see what happened in 401.

The flowered shirt swung away.

When Yan Yan woke up, blood was still coming from the stab wound on his thigh, and the pungent coal gas made him cough repeatedly.

Yan Yan cursed Gou Niang in a low voice, supported the sofa to get up, and bandaged the wound skillfully and quickly, but under the poisonous gas erosion, his hands trembled a little... It was almost at the limit, Yan Yan was dizzy in his head, and turned sideways Fell to the ground.

He didn't bother to cover his nose, and crawled out the door with hands and feet.

If he died here, what would Yan Su do?With a desperate breath, Yan Yan knocked out the door and fell down in the stairwell.

For the rest of his life after the catastrophe, Yan Yan propped his elbows on the ground, his chest heaving violently and panting.

He regained his breath, bandaged the wound again, and returned to Deng Sheng's house. The poisonous queen in the refrigerator disappeared!

I'm afraid it's the floral shirt.

Yan Yan gritted his teeth, someone finally opened the door opposite Deng Sheng, it was an old lady, trembling with fear, saw Yan Yan covered in blood, and wanted to close the door and hide back in the house.

"Wait," Yan Yan called to stop her, "Call the police!"

The old lady nodded like a chicken pecking rice, Yan Yan limped, left the office complex, and ran back to the car as fast as possible.

The important clue person, Deng Sheng, was dead. Yan Yan panted out his anger, and punched the steering wheel. At least it was not in vain. If it was a little later, he might not even be able to find Deng Sheng!

According to Deng Sheng's confession, the death of Deng Yun in the second poisoning case was definitely not that simple!

Deng Yun is a link in the drug queen's sales chain!

Unexpectedly, the poisonous queen, who they thought had disappeared, had infiltrated into Ningbei unknowingly.

This transaction chain is extremely hidden, and the next family only knows one person from the previous family, which greatly increases the difficulty of police investigation.The poison queen sells any link, and there is a high commission, which ensures that the supply chain can be one-to-one.

No, there should still be a strict drug trafficking system, this is organized one-to-one drug trafficking!

It shows that the poison queen's transaction chain is closely monitored by a certain giant hiding in the dark.

Could it be Yan Su...his brother?

That blond foreigner?

——Who is the captain of the underground world?

Yan Yan leaned on the steering wheel, his eyes fixed on the front, after a while, he pulled the corner of his mouth, and whispered: "Old Huang... the work level is not good."

Bluffing is one set after another.

Yan Yan didn't rest for long, lit the engine, turned to the highway and went back to Ningbei directly.

On the way, Yan Yan flashed the phone to Zhang Ke, Zhang Ke answered it quickly, with a very low voice: "Boss, I'm in a meeting."

Yan Yan wondered: "Why? Ideological education?"

"No!" Zhang Ke paused, then whispered, "I'll send you a WeChat message."

Yan Yan frowned, Zhang Ke hung up the phone, and after a while, he typed and sent a message.

Yan Yan parked the car on the side of the highway and opened WeChat.

Zhang Ke: Brother Yan, woo woo woo, you are so miserable woo woo woo

Yan Yan: ......... I'll tell you to deduct your overtime pay for one year.

Zhang Ke: Don't!Boss has something to say!

Yan Yan: What kind of meeting are you having? What's going on?

Zhang Ke sighed: In response to your criticism meeting, saying that you were unorganized and undisciplined to cover up suspects, Brother Zheng and Sister Jia just pleaded for you, and the leaders scolded them all, and asked them if they also wanted to be suspended.

Yan Yan: ...

—— "Be careful of the people around you." Yan Su whispered.

People around him?police?Are you afraid that he will investigate these three cases?

Zhang Ke: This is killing chickens for monkeys to see. Isn’t the criminal investigation team particularly fast in solving cases recently?

Yan Yan was not in the mood to talk about political issues, and asked: Who organized this meeting, and who was the main speaker?

Zhang Ke shrank in the corner and glanced at the leaders in the main positions: Sun Mingming, Sun Bureau, who was in charge of personnel, and Zhao Zhifang, Zhao Bureau, who was in charge of drug control.

Zhang Ke even said very humorously: Mixed doubles!

Yan Yan: ...

Yan Yan took a breath: Is there anything unusual about Bureau Zhao recently?

Zhang Ke: It doesn't seem to be... Fuck, boss, do you suspect Bureau Zhao? !

Yan Yan: Be careful, don't let the wind leak

Zhang Ke: Received!

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