Breaking Through The Clouds

Chapter 92

Ma Xiang stood in front of the luxurious door of a penthouse. He looked around curiously and carefully for a while and was about to reach out to ring the bell when he suddenly remembered something. He quickly retracted his hand, took out his mobile phone, and dialed Yan Xie's phone number.

Ten seconds later, the door was opened, and Yan Xie stuck his head out with his upper body naked.

"Oh, brother Yan, I missed you so much-"

"Shhh!"

Ma Xiang stopped abruptly as if someone had stuffed raw egg in his throat, only to see Yan Xie put his index finger in front of his lips, pointing in the direction of the bedroom, and saying sternly: "Keep your voice down! Consultant Lu is sleeping!"

Ma Xiang: "..."

Ma Xiang, who was dumbfounded, watched Yan Xie turn around and entered the house, with countless "yooooooooo~" lines floating in his mind.

"Have you brought the thing with you?"

On the second floor of the duplex apartment, Yan Xie sat on a rattan chair on the terrace, and put a can of coke that had just been taken out of the refrigerator in front of Ma Xiang. Then he took out a cigarette, lit it himself, and took a deep puff.

Ma Xiang took out the gun from his lower back, held the muzzle, and handed it to him: "There are five bullets in total, registered in my name. You can check it to make sure. If there was even one missing bullet, I would take off my police uniform and leave."

"It's okay," Yan Xie took the gun and opened it, counted five bullets in front of Ma Xiang, and said with a smile, "If you lose your job, your brother Yan will support you and your 2D harem for the rest of your life."

Ma Xiang was so moved that his nose suddenly became sour: "Brother Yan..."

"Go, go, don't be like that. The license plate number of the bastard who followed me last night was found out?"

Ma Xiang said in his heart that you are officially out of the closet and you still despise others. Is there any point? While muttering in dissatisfaction, he opened the document bag and said, "It's all here. Silver Hyundai Elantra Sedan with license plate number C66RT3, which is a fake license plate as expected. I retrieved the traffic surveillance video on Workers' Avenue and sharpened it, but the driver following you was camouflaged to a certain degree, so we couldn't get valuable facial images, and the video alone can't give any more detailed clues."

This was not unexpected for Yan Xie. He flipped through the printed surveillance images in the document bag and asked, "What about his escape route?"

"The monitoring time shows that just two minutes after the traffic police and patrol police were dispatched, this Elantra suddenly changed lanes and drove into the new high-tech industrial park east of Workers' Avenue. The roads inside the park are complicated and the monitoring is not complete. I suspect that he was very familiar with the terrain, that's why we haven't been able to track down this bastard's escape route."

Yan Xie's movement stopped, and he stared at an image.

It was a surveillance image that had been sharpened and enlarged several times. The angle was very clever, and a small half of the driver's face was photographed. Because of the windshield, the face wearing sunglasses and mask could not be seen clearly, but after staring at the blurred face outline for more than half a minute, an indescribable subtlety suddenly rose in Yan Xie's heart.

Have I seen this person before? He couldn't help but have such an idea.

An important professional quality of criminal police was to observe human faces. For a front-line Criminal police officer like Yan Xie who often dealt with all kinds of suspects, face blindness was something that didn't exist at all. There were thousands of human faces stored in his mind, and many of the most wanted criminals could be recognized at a glance even from a long distance.