Breaking Through The Clouds

Chapter 51

"What are you looking at?"

Yan Xie's voice was soft, but as soon as he finished speaking, Wang Xingye's expression was as if he had been caught stealing something on the spot, and he retracted his gaze in a panic.

"No, no, I saw it wrong, look at my eyes..."

"You saw it wrong?"

"Yes, yes, yes." Wang Xingye clasped Yan Xie's hand with both hands: "You just said that my niece has been kidnapped? What do you mean, I'm confused?"

Yan Xie smiled and patted him on the shoulder with a little force. The fat man surnamed Wang had to follow him to the side door on the east side of the breakfast hall.

Originally, this deserted homestay didn't have many guests, and across a small corner was the kitchen that had been emptied by the police. Yan Xie casually pulled a chair and sat down, motioning Wang Xingye to sit down as well. Then he took out a cigarette from a cigarette case and handed it over to the other party.

Wang Xingye was worried: "Officer Yan, look for my niece..."

"What did you see wrong just now?"

Wang Xingye was stunned.

Under Yan Xie's straight and thick sword-like eyebrows, a pair of half-smiling eyes stared at him. He asked slowly, "Who did you think our police consultant was just now?"

The flesh on Wang Xingye's fat face couldn't stop shivering, his complexion suddenly turned blue and then red, and beads of sweat slid down his face again.

"It's okay, it's just you and me here." Yan Xie smiled slightly, but every word he said was extremely clear: "It doesn't matter what you say, we police can find out everything."

"..." Wang Xingye repeatedly rubbed the soft Chinese cigarette in his hand. He opened his mouth to say something then closed it, opened it and closed it again. He repeated this action several times then pulled out a trembling smile that was even more embarrassing than crying: "Actually... it's nothing. It's just... It's been several years..."

Yan Xie's smile did not change, but the bottom of his eyes sank.

"I was doing the gallery intermediary business. I used to have money in my hand and had little relationship with resources. The female painters I know were-" Wang Xingye's face flushed, and he said hesitantly: "I had booked a long-term hotel room. Who would have known that the police would kick the door open and rush in during the crackdown on prostitution and pornography..."

Yan Xie's face stiffened.

"Vice-Captain Yan, you are also a man, you can understand. I was frightened at that time, and that scene was like my entire life...." Wang Xingye wanted to say more but he stopped.

Yan Xie was silent for a long time, then suddenly asked, "Where did all this happen?"

"Guangdong!" Wang Xingye slapped his thigh: "Of course, it can't be the same police officer. But when I looked at him just now, he really looked a bit like him. At that time, I felt like I saw a ghost!"

Was there such a coincidence?

Yan Xie narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at the fat man in front of him without any emotion. Wang Xingye seemed to still have some lingering fear. He put the cigarette that was rubbed out of shape in his mouth, lit it up with his trembling hands, and immediately took a deep breath.

"..." Yan Xie pressed down his thoughts and also lit a cigarette.

A front-line Deputy Chief-level Criminal police officer of the anti-drugs would not even publish his photos anywhere, let alone show up casually. Even after sacrifice, not just anyone could log on to the public security network to check photos and information; they had to have a considerable level of authority.