Acting as a substitute

It is impossible to say in my heart that I am not afraid, but Yuan Jiayi is not the kind of fear that worries about his own safety.

In the more than a year after Yuan Miao passed away, he was alone. If he had encountered such a situation at that time, he would definitely have turned him over to the Public Security Bureau no matter what.

After all, as a Chinese citizen, he has the obligation to safeguard the security of the motherland.

But now that he has Yuan Xi, he has to think twice before doing anything. He must not let Yuan Xi become a lonely and helpless child like him.

Thinking of this, Yuan Jiayi helped the man to sit up, looked back at the location of the phone, and thought that he couldn't startle the snake.

"you……"

Before Yuan Jiayi finished speaking, the man became vigilant because of Yuan Jiayi's movement of turning his head to look for his phone just now, and a murderous intent was barely accumulated in his eyes amidst the despair.

He quickly stood up from the bed, charged Yuan Jiayi's shoulders, slammed him against the wall, then took out the dagger in his pocket, bit the scabbard with his teeth, and quickly grasped the handle of the knife. Pull out the knife, and the chopping hand will be on Yuan Jiayi's neck.

If he hadn't been reminded by his sudden action, Yuan Jiayi would have almost forgotten what he used to be. Although it was his choice to stay in this small clinic all day long, who would? I don't miss the shadowless lamp that is always glowing with cold light in the operating room.

Yuan Jiayi was a little caught off guard by this force, but he subconsciously stretched out his palm to catch this force with ease.

He held the man's wrist, pinched the bones that were all too familiar to him, and with a little force, the knife in the man's hand fell to the tile floor in an instant, making a crisp sound.

Yuan Jiayi stepped on the tip of the knife and kicked back, the sharp blade was pushed into the back of the medicine cabinet, and there was no way to take it out easily for a while.

"Don't be nervous."

Seeing the fierce look in his eyes, even though Yuan Jiayi was not afraid of his power, he was still frightened by the poison nest behind him, so he hurriedly leaned into his ear and whispered, "I do have things, but ..."

Looking down at the thickness of the money in the man's hand, he curled his lips in dissatisfaction.

"This... I'm afraid it's not good, after all, you also know... that... it's not easy, right?"

Yuan Jiayi's appearance has a great advantage in bluffing people, his eyes are clear, when he stares at people, he often makes the other person feel embarrassed first.

As for the fact that he knew he had this strange characteristic, it was Wenger who told him.

So at this time, Yuan Jiayi couldn't help but use this advantage, and hid a bit of philistinism and cunning in his eyes, making the man feel that it was because of greed that he didn't accept the wad of money just now.

Only those who are loyal to money will be trusted.

Sure enough, after listening to Yuan Jiayi's words, although the man's body still looked extremely uncomfortable and his eyes were alert, he relaxed his guard against him.

"It hurts, doesn't it? Let me squeeze it for you."

Yuan Jiayi squeezed his shoulders to show his friendliness, and tested the stiffness of his muscles.

It is said that the bodies of drug addicts will fester and fester, and there will be strange smells on their bodies.

But these are just rumors, Yuan Jiayi is not free enough to make fun of his own life, and dare to smell his body with his nose.

Now this person has so much money in his hands, and it can be seen from the license plate that he is from the main city. If he really wants to buy drugs, there is no need to come here.

So there was only one possibility, the upline supplying him with drugs was cut off.

Maybe caught, maybe killed.

After all, the possibility of turning over a new leaf is too small.

He has money, is out of stock, and wants methadone, which can barely replace drugs and ease withdrawal reactions.

If he was a pure drug addict who was short of money and drugs, he wouldn't be like this.

It is obvious that he feeds on drugs, and the drugs he handles will not be too much. If you catch him, you will be able to find a lot of big fish along this line.

And this man just wants some pethidine and methadone at the moment, it doesn't prove that he has a [-]% connection with drugs, at least not enough evidence.

Even if an individual standing here can easily draw this conclusion, it still needs scientific verification methods to confirm it.

Thinking about it this way, Yuan Jiayi didn't dare to let him go easily, and now he already suspected that he would report him, so he could only calm him down first, the best way is to give him a shot of pethidine immediately, Gain his trust.

The reconstituted medicinal solution flowed into the man's blood vessels along the infusion tube. After a while, he sighed comfortably, and the eyes he looked at Yuan Jiayi became much gentler.

"Little brother," the man patted Yuan Jiayi on the shoulder, as if he admired him very much, and wanted to drag him into the water, "My name is Feng Qing, just call me Brother Qing."

Yuan Jiayi looked around for a week cooperatively, and said in a low voice, "Hello, Brother Qing."

When mixing the medicine before, he had already hidden his badge, and now he planned to make up a fake name to deal with his question.

In fact, he was a little surprised. Selling drugs is not easy. It is extremely difficult to evade the anti-drug police and transport the goods to various buyers, but this man can easily generate trust in others. People can't help but wonder how he became a middleman.

Yuan Jiayi thought about it for a second, the hallucinogenic effect of the drug may cause him to lose his mind at this time, so he should take advantage of this time and hurry up to make a phone call.

"And you, what's your name?"

Feng Qing seemed to be very interested in Yuan Jiayi.

"My name is Fang Xingjian," Yuan Jiayi didn't dare to make up a name that sounded like a pseudonym, and replied with a smile. He wore a mask on his face, only showing a pair of eyes, which gave him a sense of security for no reason. "Brother Qing, I'll find you a room to rest well. The medicine you want is a bit too much, so you need to wait for me for two days. Don't worry, I have a regular job here, and it is absolutely impossible to deceive people."

Before Feng Qing could answer, Yuan Jiayi continued, "It's just... um... this money... Brother Qing, can you give it to me first?"

He pretended to be greedy, chuckled, and stared at Feng Qing's pocket meaningfully.

"Get the goods first, get the goods first!"

Feng Qing's body became more comfortable, and his former irritable nature came back. He could see that the little doctor's eyes were full of desire for money.

When a poor doctor in a town can earn a little money, after he helps himself with this order, it is not a problem to earn at least five or six years' salary.

"I thought about mixing meth|sad|one with meat and selling it, so that the profit would be greater."

Following Yuan Jiayi who was helping him carry the needle into a single ward, Feng Qing's vigilance was completely forgotten, and he directly spoke his mind to Yuan Jiayi.

Yuan Jiayi knew that the "meat" he mentioned meant methamphetamine.

In order to minimize Feng Qing's suspicion of him, Yuan Jiayi gave him another injection after bringing him a meal. Seeing him falling asleep, he hurried home and contacted the police.

Major cases involving drugs are not to the extent that the township police can take over.

Yuan Jiayi was not so stupid as to go directly to the police station, but directly called the anti-drug detachment of the Public Security Bureau in the main urban area of ​​Yucheng. Whether he was taking drugs, since Yuan Jiayi didn't have sufficient evidence, the police who answered the phone couldn't help but doubt his words, but finally promised to send someone to come immediately.

In the early morning of the second day, Yuan Jiayi came to the health center early in the morning to check Feng Qing's situation.

At the same time, he was anxiously waiting for the anti-drug detachment to send someone over.

I don't know if the anti-drug detachment in the main city is too busy or they simply don't believe that there will be a major drug trafficking case in such a small place, so they only sent two people to kill them.

Watching them park their police car aggressively at the gate of the clinic, and then get out of the car swaggeringly wearing police uniforms, one of them even seems to be a little absent-minded.

One was in normal uniform, the other was in police uniform, with the epaulettes of a trainee police officer.

The one in the short-sleeved uniform seemed to be unwell, probably due to motion sickness, and staggered when he walked. He looked more like a drug addict than Feng Qing, but he looked like he was in charge.

Feng Qing had already been directly anesthetized by Yuan Jiayi with a shot of diazepam, and fell asleep at this time unconsciously.

I don't know what major life events the older policeman experienced before he came, and what kind of setbacks he encountered, so that he would face the scene in this state when he was dispatched.

The trainee policeman was a little timid. Seeing Feng Qing lying on the bed, he suddenly took two steps back and pointed at him in disbelief.

"This...is a drug dealer?"

If it were on a normal day, Yuan Jiayi could still smile patiently at such a childish intern, and then explain to him, yes, yes dear, this is a drug dealer, you should take out your handcuffs .

But now he really can't say a word, he just wants the public security organs to get him away immediately, and then he takes Yuan Xi and leave this place as soon as possible, anywhere is fine.

Yuan Jiayi frowned and nodded, he didn't want to say a word to this silly-looking policeman, and he didn't want to expose his voice again.

"Reporter..." The little policeman was almost inexperienced and without any brains. He went to look through the work report on Yuan Jiayi's desk. After seeing the signature on it, he lowered his head on the folder in his hand. Stretching, "Is it Yuan Jiayi?"

Yuan Jiayi stared at the little policeman in disbelief, as if he was about to tell him that the police should protect the privacy of the whistleblower, but before Yuan Jiayi could speak, he followed the direction Feng Qing was pointing at, Seeing the scene that made his blood go cold all of a sudden.

Feng Qing has already opened those chaotic eyes.

Looking at him with a half-smile.

The author has something to say: the crematorium is really still behind!Everyone, don't give up on me!Don't worry, there must be good night~

Thank you for watching, bow~

感谢在2021-03-0414:56:06~2021-03-0423:54:03期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who cast the landmine: Niuwa Niuwa, 1 sour;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!