"I can't imagine that you are no longer young and brilliant... As long as you exist here, for me, you will always be the policeman who wants to arrest me."
"......" Jiang Ting took a silent breath and asked, "What's the matter?"
Unexpectedly, Qin Chuan just smiled and didn't say anything, and then he raised his hand and threw the phone over. Jiang Ting caught it, and the screen showed that the call was connected, and on the other end of the phone was the King of Spades!
"...Hello?"
"Are you at Yunzhong village?" Wen Shao was as gentle as ever: "Is it cold?"
For any normal person with a little sanity, it was impossible to detect any real emotions in the King of Spades' expression or tone of voice-because he didn't have this thing in the first place. He might be talking happily one second, and the next moment, he might take out his gun and pull the trigger without the slightest warning.
Jiang Ting said: "It's alright; not cold."
"Are you tired?"
"It's okay."
Wen Shao said: "Then you come up."
Jiang Ting's heart thumped: "What?"
"I miss you." There was a pause on the other end of the call, then he smiled and said: "I want to show you something."
The cold sweat on his back just now seemed to have stopped, and then it turned into an even more unspeakable feeling.
Jiang Ting's eyes flickered slightly, and then he hummed, stopped talking, and handed the phone back to Qin Chuan. No one knew how much strength he used to keep his tone calm and composed: "The boss asked me to go with you to the trading location."
Qin Chuan didn't take it seriously: "Come up."
.........
The Humvee climbed over a series of half-person-high mounds, and even its hood trembled from the bumps. Outside the car window, the sky was getting darker and darker, and the rugged rocks whizzed past both sides of the car window. There was silence in the car except for the roar of the engine.
The driver was a confidant appointed by A-Jie, and he was obviously well-trained. Apart from occasionally asking Qin Chuan to confirm the route, he never made a single sound. Qin Chuan in the front passenger seat folded his arms and looked straight forward, maintaining this posture from beginning to end, and it was impossible to detect anything from his motionless facial contours.
Jiang Ting sat on the back seat like a stone statue. In the dim light, one could only see one side of his pale cheek, and there were guards on his left and right guarding him.
No one noticed him glancing down slightly, looking at the watch of the guard on the right-almost an hour had passed since he sent the route map to the command.
Have the police successfully surrounded the transaction site?
After arriving at Yunzhong village, was Yan Xie, who took the road to the scene, still following far behind at this moment?
"Don't move," the guard on his right suddenly said.
Jiang Ting raised his hand in the air and calmly said, "I just want to get that bottle of water."
The bodyguard took out the mineral water bottle behind the passenger seat and unscrewed it. Jiang Ting reached out to take it, but as soon as he moved, he was held down by the other party, and then he personally handed the bottle to Jiang Ting's mouth.
"......"
The air froze inch by inch, and Qin Chuan's eyelids suddenly lifted in the rearview mirror.
--Jiang Ting finally opened his mouth under the tense gaze, and was fed a few sips of water from the bottle, then he shook his head to signal no.
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Breaking Through The Clouds
AçãoBizarre clouds billowed by in the sky, as if in a hurry. During an anti-drug operation in the city of Gongzhou three years ago, a chain explosion had gone off on site due to a mis-judgement made by the Commander-in-Chief Jiang Ting, and caused the a...