C1882
C1882
Pan Yue stood at the back door, he faintly smiled as he stared at Zhang Wei and said: "Inspector Zhang, are you satisfied with our Aromatic cloud? If you want to do some side business, and there's an empty store to rent, I can give you a discount. "
"Brat, you're messing with me!"
Pan Yue stared at the hand on his collar, then pointed to the probe above his head and said: "I would not dare!"
Zhang Wei released his hand and helped Pan Yue straighten his collar. He laughed coldly and said: "Let's go to the basement."
"That's not good!"
"What is it? What can't you see in the dark? "To the basement."
Zhang Wei revealed a face that was in a difficult situation, as if he was still concealing something, which made Zhang Wei even more certain that there was something there.
Pushing Pan Yue into the underground parking lot, Zhang Wei found the entrance to the basement with familiarity. Without any information, it was impossible for outsiders to find the entrance.
"Inspector Zhang knows the terrain of our Aromatic cloud like the back of his hand."
"Cut the crap, go in."
Zhang Wei, who was full of confidence, waved his hands in front of him. He pushed forcefully and Pan Yue rolled down the stairs.
Bang!! With a few sounds, Pan Yue seemed to have hit something.
Zhang Wei let out a disdainful snort. He let his subordinates go in first, just in case Pan Yue decided to play tricks on him.
The flight of stairs was short, but at the end, Pan Yue could no longer be seen. Zhang Wei's heart trembled, and just as he was about to pull out his spear, the light in front of him was extinguished.
"Who is it, making a ruckus outside?" A questioning voice came from a room.
Hiss!
Zhang Wei gasped, the voice sounded familiar, he dared not confirm it immediately, and dragged the gun to the door of the basement.
In the darkness, there was a yellow light shining through the gap of the door. Separated by the light line, Zhang Wei quietly stuck close, wanting to take the opportunity to see what was inside.
There was an empty chair in the middle of the room, there was no one under the light and shadow. Zhang Wei shrunk his neck, he became suspicious, and when he looked inside the house again, an eye appeared behind the door and stared at him. Zhang Wei, who was used to seeing all kinds of murder scenes, could not help but to be shocked by the sudden eyes.
At the same time as the door was opened, Zhang Wei's collar was also grabbed by someone else. He was dragged into the room by a huge force, and before he realized what was happening, his fists had begun to fall one by one, and he was trying his best to resist.
"Enough!"
Zhang Wei waited a while before raising his head, and under his blurry vision, a figure walked over. Buddha? "
"Hmph, I was wondering who it was. It turned out to be Inspector Zhang." "Humph!" The Old Buddha snorted. What are you doing here? "
"Buddha, why are you here?" Zhang Wei was confused. According to the information, the culprit was hiding in the basement of Aromatic cloud. How could this person be the Old Buddha?
The Ah Long moved a chair over to let the Old Buddha sit down. He walked in front of Zhang Wei and slapped him twice, then said: "I hit you to remind you of your identity."
After being beaten up to the point where he felt wronged, Zhang Wei covered his face. This time, he had lost a lot of face in front of his subordinates. I dare not! Subordinate has traced a criminal here and unconsciously offended the Buddha, please forgive me. "
"You mean our Buddha is a prisoner?" Under the Old Buddha's instructions, the Ah Long gave Zhang Wei a few more punches, causing him to be covered in blood.
Zhang Wei didn't dare speak again. It was wrong to say anything now, but he just shook his head and denied it.
"Ah Long stop, Inspector Zhang is here for the case, we will go back with him."
"Buddha ?"
"Cut the crap, lead the way."
The Old Buddha lifted his robe and walked to the door. He looked deeply at Sang Huihui who was standing outside, a trace of craftiness flashing across his sharp eyes.
Ah Long dragged the crippled Zhang Wei out of the basement and openly sat in the police car, waiting for the driver to drive.
The anti-gangster team searched all over the Aromatic cloud but didn't find anyone who set off the fireworks. When they were about to retreat to the entrance, they were blocked by a few people.
Why would someone from the military region appear here? The anti-mafia was shocked, secretly contacting Zhang Wei, but did not receive any response.
"Take him down!"
A cold voice came from behind the uniformed soldiers. A few people stepped forward and easily took care of the anti-black group. They forcefully boarded a van and drove away.
The capture mission broke down without a sound. No one even knew about the operation. The people who were involved in it no longer appeared in the northern district's sub-bureau.
On the morning of the second day, the old Buddha left the North District's branch under the protection of a lawyer. After being detained for an entire night, his figure was still the same as before.
The bureau chief looked embarrassed. It was already good enough to not skin him if he went back.
After sending off the old Buddha, the Chief of the Northern Divide Bureau called Ma Liangcun to his office. Zhang Wei did not ask his superiors for permission, and used his position to move the anti-mafia team, causing chaos in the North Side, and causing irreparable fault.
Nominally a takeover, but actually a disguised integration.
Everyone from the North District Branch were discussing privately, that Zhang Wei had kicked an iron plate this time, and fell into a sewer cave.
A labourer and a large number of people do wrong people is small, self-righteous.
At most, he would have been punished for acting without authorization, but now that the bureau chief had completely annexed the department, he did not even think about turning the tables around. Using the Buddha to get rid of his enemies, he was clearly avenging his own personal gains. However, most of the people in the northern region police station felt refreshed with this decision. The reason was no different, they could only blame it on Zhang Wei who looked down upon others and bit anyone who dared to, now that he was in trouble, he had taken advantage of one person.
Without Zhang Wei, he did have an irresistible advantage in his work. However, when he thought about it again, the director's words did not sound good either.
That night, Ye Cheng left the North Side in his car. He wandered around the North Side's territory aimlessly, and honestly speaking, he had been here for so long, but he really did not know how big the North Side was.
Based on the direction of the wind, the entire plan of the Aromatic cloud started from the east to west and continued to develop vertically. However, the south started to become the highest point and became the center of the north.
Not only did the North Side have rivers, there were also mountains, rivers, wastelands and forests.
After driving a few kilometers north, they would reach the Tujia stronghold. That was the northernmost section of the North Side, and behind it would be the towering mountains and tall forests. It was a vast wilderness.
After calculating the time, Old Xu and the others should have already reached Tujia stronghold by now. Ye Cheng was a little worried, but there was no news for him.
The engine died, Ye Cheng sat on the roof, the people he was waiting for had already arrived! On the road, smoke and dust were rolling down, and a few locomotives were rushing over.
Ye Cheng had a little impression of the woman who alighted from the carriage.
"Where is he?"
The woman tossed a helmet to Ye Cheng and pointed at the locomotive behind them. Then, she started the engine and left with the tail of the cigarette in hand.
Arrogant!
This was Ye Cheng's evaluation of this woman. From the first time he had met her, his words could be counted with words. There was a difference between cold and arrogance. Cold could be melted by fire, and arrogance was a type of spirit that emanated from one's bones and was difficult to overcome.
The convoy travelled through the wilderness, but Ye Cheng realized that they were following the flow of the river instead of crossing it.
After galloping for about half an hour, the group finally left the desert, entering a pasture. This was a small village, but this was not their final destination.
The woman bought some things at a drugstore and set off again. She packed some fruits and vegetables along the way and then continued her journey into the mountains.
If they went any further, they would reach the primeval forest, where wild beasts roamed about. Even the experienced hunters did not dare to rashly go there, as they did not expect Ye Chen to already be this deep into the northern end of North Side.
The caravan changed their route and headed west. After entering a forest, they were suddenly greeted with a bright sight.
In the forest, there were a few military tents. Kitchens, medical posts, bathrooms, and other daily necessities were all there.
The rest of the group moved the food they bought back into the kitchen. The woman brought Ye Cheng to the tent at the back. He's in there. " As he said that, he handed the plastic bag to Ye Cheng. You must leave this place before nightfall. "
"Ten words!"
She stopped and looked at Ye Cheng blankly.
"Just now, you said ten words to me and broke the world record." Ye Cheng giggled.
"You're courting death!"
A woman started a fight the moment there was a disagreement, and every move she made was filled with killing intent.
Ye Cheng abandoned the principle of not fighting with a good guy and continued to dodge. After avoiding all of a sudden, he did not forget to be greedy and eat a small piece of tofu, causing the woman to become even angrier. "Don't be so stingy, I'm just speaking the truth. You're so good-looking. Speak a few more words, and the more you laugh, the better you'll look."
"Bitch!"
Ye Cheng cried out a few times, before he dove head first into the tent.
A stream of disinfectant fluid came out, causing Ye Cheng to stop his playfulness and frown.
Ye Chen was lying on the bed with a bandage around his waist. There were traces of blood on the bandage.
"What's going on?" Ye Cheng quickly walked to the window. With his eyes closed, he extended his hand out and felt for his pulse.
"Bandits attacked the camp, but he was heavily injured." An unexpected voice came out, an old granny carrying a bowl of medicine came out from the corner, she looked at Ye Cheng, opened his mouth and drank it.
"When did it happen?"
"Three days ago, you should be responsible for the crimes committed by the North Side."
"The old granny spoke very straightforwardly, as if she knew Ye Cheng's identity." Do you really think that the people of Tujia stronghold will give you the chance to send eleven people to hell? It's just a chance to give them more heads. "
"Who are you?"
"Look for yourself."
Only then did Ye Cheng size up the old granny's clothes, and asked curiously: You're a witch doctor?
"Hehe, what is a witch doctor? "I only know how to order people to guard the ancient mountain."
The other party was unwilling to reveal his identity, so Ye Cheng did not pursue the matter any further. He changed the topic and asked: "Did those forest bandits come from the North Side?"
"Yes!" Not long after he pledged his allegiance to the Tujia stronghold, he appeared on the mountain behind us. He sneaked an attack on the villagers to kill them all.
As she spoke, she limped out of the tent.