Star City Detective K

There was no one on the street in the middle of the night, and the cold wind was blowing from the streets, Zhan Qingyun couldn't help but turned up his collar and shrunk his shoulders a little.

The action on Drugstore Street had to wait until nightfall. Except for Drugstore Street, every household in front of us had their curtains drawn, lights turned off, and there was a dead silence.

Zhan Qingyun stopped under the wall and lit a cigarette, but he didn't smoke it, he just held the cigarette between his fingers.Then he dropped the half-burned cigarette on the ground, stamped it out, and tapped the wall lightly.A moment later, a brick was pushed away, and a beam of blue-white light in the room leaked out, piercing the darkness. Under the light, a pale, skinny hand stretched out from behind the wall brick—handed out a rolled up envelope— —— Zhan Qingyun took the envelope and tucked it into his clothes. Finally, he tapped the wall twice and bent over to pick up the cigarette butts on the ground and put them in his pocket. Then he turned around and left the alley without looking back.

"The information is given to you. Brother, I almost took my life to find it. Remember to destroy it. Wei." The phone shook slightly in the palm of his hand, Zhan Qingyun swiped open the screen, and saw a message from an unknown number .He shrugged his shoulders, deleted the message, took a step, and soon, the figure disappeared into the darkness.

At four o'clock in the morning, Zhan Qingyun had just arrived home and had to go to work the next day, so he didn't have time to rest. He drew the blackout curtain, then sat down at the desk, and opened the envelope—it was a few thin transaction records. The photocopies are about the suspect in the drugstore street case and the sales contact person of ___ products. The last few sheets are the bank account flow - Zhan Qingyun glanced roughly, but the name of the receiving account on the bill is very strange. Qingyun frowned.The whereabouts of large sums of money are almost all transferred to several fixed corporate accounts, which coincides with the time of commodity transactions.Zhan Qingyun then stretched out his arm and dragged the computer, logged on to the inquiry page of the Industrial and Commercial Bureau from the backstage of the police station, and entered the names of the companies one by one—the registered capital was quite a lot, and basically hovered around tens of millions. It was also a legally registered company, and the procedures and The information on the legal representative is complete, and at first glance, there seems to be no problem.

"Hey, Gu Pan—ah, I know it's midnight, I need to act urgently... Hey, yes, I have something to ask you, and you are the only one who can do it... Later, I will send you the names of a few companies, I want all the public and private account statements under the names of these companies. Isn’t your uncle in the China Banking Regulatory Commission... I want it now. This is urgent. You can tell him to assist in the investigation. Give me one... yes, yes. I leave it to you, the sooner the better. I will treat you to dinner tomorrow... Oops, little ancestor, you can eat as many meals as you want, and you can eat whatever you want, It's up to you, okay?"

After hanging up the phone, Zhan Qingyun continued to face the computer, pondered for a few minutes, tapped his finger on the table lightly, and after a while, Zhan Qingyun walked to the window, lit a cigarette and bit his lips.

"Two big bowls of wontons, take your time!" Zhan Qingyun waited cautiously for the waiter to step down, and then looked at the middle-aged man across the table—Xu Zhicheng, the dignified deputy director of the Anti-Drug Administration and the legendary figure of the Anti-Drug Brigade, sitting in such a tired Eating wontons with him in a small roadside restaurant covered in oil—probably no one would believe it.The small restaurants on this roadside are a little dilapidated and shabby, and they are incompatible with Xu Zhicheng's meticulous suit, Zhan Qingyun couldn't help thinking about it.

"You still have the face to smile." Xu Zhicheng caught Zhan Qingyun's schadenfreude smile and showed a disgusted expression.

"What I told you is all in vain, right? It's only been so long since I transferred you here. Look at the mess you made." Although Xu Zhicheng didn't speak in a reproachful tone, Zhan Qingyun scratched his hair and squeezed out a three-point flattery smile came out.

"I won't bother you if I don't make trouble, will I?" Zhan Qingyun broke off a pair of disposable chopsticks and handed them to Xu Zhicheng with both hands, exaggerating as if he was handing in a precious national treasure.

"Come on, what's the matter?" Xu Zhicheng snorted and ignored him, took a pair of chopsticks and broke them apart.

"I found it in the past few days, Uncle Xu. I thought about it. I'd like to show you these things first." Zhan Qingyun took back the chopsticks in his hand with a smile, bit them in his mouth, took out the envelope and handed it to Xu Zhicheng. Xu Zhicheng took it, glanced at the names on the title, and narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Oh..." Xu Zhicheng said slowly, "It's the drugstore street case, why did it get to you."

"Yeah." Zhan Qingyun paused for a moment, didn't go into details, and went straight to the point, "We dug up the old K's logo along one of the lines, and also found out the flow of funds for the transaction...all of which went to these companies I asked an acquaintance in the banking system to check the account, and the fund movement is very simple, and the monthly tax statements are all the same length. I can be sure that there is almost no business operation... It should be used to cover up the purpose and flow of funds. A shell company." Xu Zhicheng restrained his calm expression just now, and his face was slightly sullen.

"These companies..." Zhan Qingyun hesitated for a moment, and then continued, "It seems to be related to the Drug Enforcement Administration." Xu Zhicheng raised his eyebrows, and Zhan Qingyun knew what he said, so he immediately dialed a message from his phone A form and handed it to Xu Zhicheng.

"Look at this," he said, "this is the time of several major drug enforcement operations by the Drug Enforcement Administration, this is the time of several drug transactions, and finally the time of large cash withdrawals from the accounts of shell companies. The time of these three parties It is completely consistent. The drug transactions are all after the end of the Drug Enforcement Administration's operation, and the funds are transferred out before the anti-narcotics operation begins. Each time they are precisely matched. The possibility of coincidence is really very small. It is impossible that no one gave them Pass the message. Uncle Xu, I..." Xu Zhicheng raised his hand and patted Zhan Qingyun's shoulder, "I see, I will pay attention to the people from the Drug Enforcement Administration." He whispered, with no waves in his voice, His expression was already gloomy, "Don't say anything about this beforehand."

Zhan Qingyun nodded, seeing Xu Zhicheng packing up his things and preparing to leave, he quickly reached out and grabbed Xu Zhicheng's arm, "Hey, Uncle Xu. Don't rush away, I have one more thing to ask you." Xu Zhicheng looked down at him, with "" written all over his face. Say something quickly" four words.

"That's not a big deal, can you transfer me to Lu Yuan's criminal police team?" Xu Zhicheng lowered his face.

"Uncle Xu, Uncle Xu." Zhan Qingyun pulled Xu Zhicheng to sit down, "Don't...you see, I've been concerned about law and order, and it's not convenient to pursue this matter. If you can I was transferred to Lu Yuan's team, so I can follow this case, right? Anyway, Lu Yuan is leading the team, one of his own, and he knows a little bit about the... before, although he didn't ask, I think he should have done it earlier Guess what I'm looking for. He also told me about the clue this time." Xu Zhicheng gave him a sideways glance.

"So you are reasonable? Zhan Qingyun, what do I say to you! You are the one who is not in the Drug Enforcement Administration, and you are the one who wants to investigate Old K. You are the one who asked to be transferred to the grassroots. Didn't you say that the security detachment is easy to investigate secretly? Now I'm requesting to be transferred to criminal investigation! Who is in charge of this system? Everything is yours, right?"

"No, no, no, I don't care. You have the final say, isn't it just relying on you..." Zhan Qingyun ran down the ladder he gave him, "Look at this matter... can it be operated?" Xu Zhicheng Ignore him, get up and leave.

"Then I'll take it as if you agreed." Zhan Qingyun smiled and waved behind Xu Zhicheng.Without turning his head, Xu Zhicheng threw a word from a distance - "Get lost."

On the wall clock on the wall, it was just past 5 am.

"Zhan Qingyun, come down."

"..."

"Bai Yan." Zhan Qingyun resisted the urge to put down the phone and fall back on the pillow, suppressing his anger when he got up, and asked Bai Yan with a frown, "Do you know what time it is? Do you know that civil servants have to go to work at dawn?"

"Go downstairs, I'm downstairs with you." Bai Yan didn't pick up Zhan Qingyun's fault, and repeated in a calm voice.Zhan Qingyun really didn't know what kind of medicine this ancestor was selling, so he had no choice but to throw away the phone, grab a piece of clothing from the bedside, get up and go downstairs.

Bai Yan stood not far from the door, shivering in the cold morning wind.Half of the shadow of the building fell on his face, and the other half was illuminated by the street lights of the neighborhood.Half of it was hidden in the darkness, and the other half was blurred in the cold white light, making him look cold and hard.He pursed his lips tightly, didn't smile, and didn't know how long he stood there, his hair and eyebrows were slightly stained with the morning frost.Zhan Qingyun suffocated for no reason, and his heart seemed to miss a beat.He stretched out his hand involuntarily—pulled Bai Yan to his side—instinctively wanted to drag him out of the cold light and shadow.

"I heard that the higher-ups issued a transfer order." He stared into Zhan Qingyun's eyes, word by word, "It's you, transferred to the special case team of the Criminal Investigation Detachment."

"Oh." Zhan Qingyun shrugged his shoulders, "If you want to find out, you have to get access to the information first... By the way, how do you know about the order?" Bai Yan suddenly shot at Zhan Qingyun. Unexpectedly, Bai Yan would strike at the slightest disagreement, Zhan Qingyun was caught off guard, and was dragged to him by Bai Yan's collar.The distance between the two people is so close that they are almost stuck together, breathing is the other's breath.

"Didn't I tell you! You, don't, intervene!" Zhan Qingyun was stunned by Bai Yan's rare seriousness, and then lowered his eyes, showing a lonely look, "Bai Yan, if I don't chase, what else can I do?" What should I do?" Zhan Qingyun asked softly, gently but firmly, and gently pulled out the collar of his pajamas, "Bai Yan, what can I do?"

"I will watch you sink deeper and deeper in it, and go farther and farther." Bai Yan didn't move, but his expression fluctuated a little in this call, "Until you never come back." Bai Yan hung down The hand beside him was slowly clenched.

"Of course." Zhan Qingyun paused, raised his voice again, and resumed his usual casual tone, "My three views do not allow me to sit idly by and ignore crimes. On this point, I remember that our three views are consistent. .” Zhan Qingyun smiled at him.

"No matter what, you are not willing to quit, are you?" Bai Yan walked away from Zhan Qingyun, "Okay." Bai Yan turned around, "It's up to you."

"You don't understand." Zhan Qingyun thought, "Only if you keep chasing, you won't disappear. Only if I keep chasing, can I take you away..."

"Fuck you! Where are you going to die!" Zhan Qingyun's heart skipped a beat, and his intuition...it was not a good thing. As soon as Zhan Qingyun got home, he found the phone ringing for a long time, and when he answered it, it was screaming at the top of his lungs... the phone call It was Lu Yuan calling, and this is already No. 13.

"what happened?"

"Uncle Xu... Deputy Director Xu Zhicheng... was killed..." For a moment Zhan Qingyun thought he heard it wrong.

"What did you say?"