Breaking Through The Clouds

Chapter 8

"What's more, the drug traffickers' insider among the high-ranking police officers may be Jiang Ting himself."

With a "f*ck," Wei Yao stormed out of the deputy chief's office, taking three steps at a time down the stairs. He pushed open the door to the Vice-Captain's office without hesitation and said, "Yan Xie!"

Yan Xie was sitting behind his computer.

"You used my password to access the internal network again! Do you know that this violates discipline?!"

Yan Xie didn't move, slowly raising his head. Wei Yao grew angrier at the sight of him and said, "Captain Zhu has only been hospitalized for a few days, and you're already running wild! A few days ago, you took the entire squad out for drinking and karaoke. Did you think I didn't know? Whenever I call you, the background noise is always there, as if every day is the end of the world! What kind of love is it among a group of grown men!"

Before Yan Xie could speak, Wei Yao interrupted him harshly, "You probably never want to get promoted, do you? Look at how you're dressed! Your suit! Shoes! Hair! Are you here for work or a fashion show? The inspection team has criticized you countless times, at least have some memory, will you!"

Yan Xie said, "Chief Wei..."

"Log out for me! Hurry up before anyone notices!"

Wei Yao stood with his hands on his hips, wanting to continue venting some more, but suddenly he heard Yan Xie ask slowly, "How did Jiang Ting die?"

Wei Yao was taken aback, "What?"

"Gongzhou Second Anti-Drug Division Captain Jiang Ting died in the line of duty three years ago. How did he die?"

Wei Yao was stunned for a moment, then realized what Yan Xie was asking. He became annoyed and somewhat amused, "What? After all these years, you still can't let go of that little incident with Gongzhou Municipal Public Security Bureau? Yes, Gongzhou almost took credit for your achievements back then, but in the end, what happened? You still..."

"Did Jiang Ting really die?"

"Oh, you're not finished yet!" Wei Yao interrupted him, "What does that have to do with your current investigation of the Frozen Corpse Case 502?"

Yan Xie said, "It does."

"It's nonsense! When you have nothing to do, you randomly browse the internal network with my password!"

"It does," Yan Xie repeated, pushing the case file on the desk toward Wei Yao, "Hu Weisheng, from Gongzhou, was imprisoned for a large number of overseas purchases and forging prescriptions. He has a significant suspicion of using counterfeit Adderall to induce minors into drug addiction. Several years ago, he was sentenced for attempted r*pe of a high school senior in Gongzhou. I suspect there is another hidden story in this case. The drug he used should not be the date-r*pe drug Rohypnol but an addictive hallucinogen similar to Adderall."

"This case was handled by Jiang Ting back then," Yan Xie looked at Wei Yao firmly, "Three years ago, during a drug raid commanded by Jiang Ting, more than ten anti-drug officers were killed in an explosion at the scene. Jiang Ting himself was blown to pieces, and I want to know what really happened."

As Yan Xie's voice remained steady and powerful, Wei Yao's anger subsided and he began to sink into thought. After a long time, he finally walked over, pulled out a chair, and sat across from the desk.

"In that drug raid," Wei Yao sighed, "The total amount of drugs seized in the end was over 80 kilograms."

Yan Xie's pupils contracted—such a large amount!