The river is about to burn the mountain

"...Yes... I'm sorry! Mr. Jiang is sorry!"

The wine was not refilled, and the overturned wine glass spilled the wine directly along the table on Jiang Zhan's expensive black trousers. Song Qiu's frightened hands were packed in a hurry, and the thin wrists were covered with worn-out purplish red. mark.

Today is Chakun's mother's birthday banquet. His mother is Chinese. It was supposed to be held a few days ago, but it was postponed until today because of the old man's health.

The birthday banquet was held in the largest Chinese-style banquet hall of the Four Seasons Hotel in Chiang Mai. The old man left early because of mental exhaustion. Chakun sat at the same table with his faction's cronies and Jiang Zhan.

The terrified Songqiu was roughly dragged into the legs by Cha Kun, and his dark hands didn't care about the people present. He touched his buttocks and pinched him: "Sao, shit, you can fucking want to pour a drink." To seduce a man?"

"I don't have...brother...!..please..don't do this..,"

Being teased in front of everyone, and the one who teased her was her half-brother, Song Qiu's begging voice was intermittent.

"Get out, clean yourself up when I go back, don't let me down." Chakun let go after threatening, and Yi Qian who was on the side quietly followed Songqiu and left the table.

During the banquet, the rough men were talking loudly, and no one seemed to care about this little episode.

Jiang Zhan poured the wine and went to clink glasses with Cha Kun.

"You are quick enough, you are more ruthless than I imagined,"

Thanks to his mother, Cha Kun speaks Chinese well.The nature of his drinking was high, his face was flushed, he raised his head and drank the wine in the glass, and pointed to the second table to the right with the glass raised.

There are two vacancies there, one has just disappeared recently, and the other is on the way to the birthday banquet just now, and went to hell one step ahead of time.

"I won't talk about Wu Dashan, who pretends to be powerful, and the end is the same wherever the loser is, but I heard that Jiang Kun is your uncle. He has been making contacts in the Golden Triangle for so long, and his dream has not yet awakened. You Chinese People don't all pay attention to family ancestral halls, but you are quite cruel."

Jiang Zhan also drank all the wine, and admitted generously: "There is an old saying in China that there are no fathers and sons in the mall. If he comes in with those low-handed forces, your and my profits will be reduced by at least [-]%. What's more, I and him There are still some unresolved personal grievances between them, even if I don't make a move, you won't let him cut such a big piece of cake with just one mouth."

Hearing this, Cha Kun laughed boldly. He has long been displeased with Jiang Kun, a cunning man who is good at planning. In their circle, the final decision depends on their own strengths, and there is no dodder to cling to. To be able to win, what's more, Jiang Kun's chosen followers, whether they are from Wu Dashan or those small bosses, are actually characters who are hungry and can't get on the stage.

"You don't give up too much." The two of them withdrew from the wine table and sat on the sofa in the corner. Jiang Zhan smiled in a way that men can understand: "Isn't that boy named Songqiu your younger brother?" , how does it feel to go to bed?"

"He's so boring that he can't even yell out a whip."

Cha Kun's expression suddenly became serious, "Have you taken a fancy to him?"

"He's my man, the kind that won't be exchanged."

Cha Kun bit the three words "no exchange" very hard, with obvious and strong meaning.

Jiang Zhan laughed, "I see that your attitude towards him still thinks... well, I guess I asked the wrong question, seeing his injuries, I'm not interested in a fragile pet."

Chakun saw that Jiang Zhan really didn't mention it anymore, so he picked up the champagne on the table: "That old guy Jiang Kun said you were conservative, I think you are fast and accurate in every move, the purity of 'dollars' is Sixty, the best product on the market, you can dilute it as you like, and I’ll give you another reduction for one box.”

Jiang Zhan lowered his eyes and smiled, looking at the time on his wrist from the corner of his eye, he raised his wine glass and clinked with him with his expression unchanged: "Indeed, you won't know until you come, just like gold, no one can refuse your temptation of dollars. "

At the same time, in the night sky of City A, after two sudden thunder and lightning, the night began to rain heavily.

The action team was dispatched immediately. According to the previous plan, several female detectives were dispatched disguised as single women, wearing hidden headsets, and walking with umbrellas in the rainy and dark alleys and streets. On several key routes, waiting The suspect who was waiting for an opportunity stepped into the trap.

Ji Qiuhan and his team are in charge of guarding Binnan Avenue. A black Toyota is parked at the end of the bridge. There is a monitor in the car connected to the communication of the female criminal police on the bridge not far away. It was raining heavily.

"Ji team, your feet are...uh...ah,! I mean... Isn't Ji team cold?"

After waiting for two hours, there was no movement. When a little policeman lowered his head, he suddenly saw the black anklets on Ji Qiuhan's trouser legs, which were tightly bound around his ankles. Who would wear such a normal person?Surprised by Ba Qingping next to him, he hurriedly changed his words.

"Ahaha..., I mean for the Chinese New Year, I'm already wearing long johns, and the season team only wears a pair of trousers.. Will it be cold, haha?"

Ba Qingping was speechless, didn't he see that the season team would be so cold that they could drop ice balls!Ba Qingping also felt that something was wrong, Ji team unconsciously frowned all night, as if he was waiting for something, and he didn't dare to ask.

"When is it, can you shut up for a while, no one will treat you as dumb if you don't speak."

Ji Qiuhan saw the little policeman's eyes drop curiously, let go of his fingers holding the phone tightly, and lightly smoothed his trouser legs, "Is there any news from Xiao Bingbing?"

"..not yet!"

"What about the other groups?"

"nor."

Ji Qiuhan turned his head and looked out of the car window, anxiously waiting for Su Xiaona's call back. The continuous meandering rainwater made the car window glass mottled and blurred, and the Nanbin River was surging and deep under the heavy rain.

The dark water reflected deep light in Ji Qiuhan's pupils, but made his vision sharper and clearer.

There are more than one cyan needle holes under the veins in his arms. The continuous sedative injections over the past few days have kept him in the best state both physically and mentally, otherwise he would not have been able to hide it from Xiang Nan and Fang Bei appeared in this operation.

Xiao Bingbing still did not find any suspicious persons returning, and the rain outside was getting heavier and heavier, and the little policeman ignored the warning eyes of Ba Qingping, and still secretly took a look at the famous season team in front of him.

I heard that he was promoted to the first rank of inspector at the age of 27. What a terrible promotion speed!If it wasn't for a policeman surnamed Fang in his group who asked for leave temporarily, he probably wouldn't have had the chance to work with the season team. When the case is over, he must ask for a signature.

Just as he was thinking, a string of music suddenly sounded in the silent and dull car.

"——The snow fell so seriously and so deeply, it reflected my scars in the snow. Shanghai, which hadn't snowed for more than ten years, suddenly snowed—"

"Oh...! It might be my mother! She went to my grandma's house today to celebrate the New Year, and I forgot to tell her that I have a mission today!" The little policeman hurriedly took out his singing mobile phone from his trouser pocket.

Ba Qingping had a black face: "...you are fucking living in the last century?! Hurry up and shut it down, be serious!"

The little policeman hastily sent back a text message, and then put the phone back in his pocket. Unexpectedly, after a while, there was another sudden "ding" sound in the quiet car.

"...It's really not me this time! I just turned off the mute!"

There were only three people in the car, Ba Qingping's phone was blacked out, Ji Qiuhan heard the sound, it was like a stone was thrown in the middle of a lake, and even his mind was tied to a boulder and fell into the ice cellar, he took out his phone, and it faintly lit up There is a WeChat notification on the screen.

Open it, it was sent by Fang Bin who said he was sick and asked for leave during the operation tonight,

He sent a photo, which was a group photo of him holding a smiling Su Xiaona eating in a hot pot restaurant.

"Ji team, have you recognized me? Yes, the four of us were locked up in that bungalow by Zhao Yonglin for so long. Are you looking for her tonight? We will arrive at Jingjiang Building within half an hour. You are alone. Don't play tricks, you have been looking for the truth for 16 years, and only I can tell you."