Chapter 96 Bian Qi
Municipal Public Security Bureau, Narcotics Squad.
Guan Wenzhen sat behind his desk with a cigarette in his mouth. The ashtray was full of cigarette butts, most of which had only been taken one or two puffs.
"Captain Guan! The report is out." A police officer knocked on the door and walked into the office with a folder.
"The drug testing department is so inefficient. It's taking so long to get the results. Doesn't this delay our team's achievements?"
Guan Wenzheng put an unlit cigarette directly into the ashtray.
"Captain Guan, we've caught a big fish this time. Let's have a meal after we're done with this." The young police officer handed the folder to Guan Wenzhen with a smile.
"Just a snack tonight." Guan Wenzhen smiled and opened the file bag.
When the young police officer heard him say that, he almost took off on the spot. He immediately asked with starry eyes, "Can we order food, Captain Guan?"
"Order one per person."
Guan Wenzhen took out the report and started to read it. The smile on his face gradually froze, and finally his expression became completely gloomy. He slammed the papers heavily on the table.
The young police officer also put away his smile and stood up straight, having been relaxed just now.
“No banned ingredients were detected?”
Guan Wenzheng looked at the police officer angrily: "Who is in the drug testing department?"
"I'll go ask right away." The young police officer took the opportunity to escape from Guan Wenzhen's office.
Guan Wenzheng watched the police officer scurry away, locked the door, and breathed a sigh of relief before texting "Done" to a number. After a few minutes, he left the office, his expression furious, and strode towards the drug testing department.
"Who made this report?!" Guan Wenzhen pushed the office door open and threw the report over. Several pieces of paper instantly scattered and floated all over the room.
"Captain Guan..." The police officer from the drug testing department was startled and went to pick up the paper on the ground with a nervous look.
"Where is your boss?" Guan Wenzhen didn't want to waste time talking to the young police officer.
"I'll go call..."
"Captain Guan, I was just about to look for you." The director of the drug testing department walked out of the laboratory and threw the gloves into the trash can.
"Old Qi, how is it possible that we didn't find any contraband?" Guan Wenzhen walked over and asked in a bad tone.
"Captain Guan, the report came out so late because I just checked it twice, but the result is still the same, and... actually, this is just a bag of dyed sugar..." The director of the drug testing department said embarrassedly.
The atmosphere in the drug testing department's office was tense. Finally, Guan Wenzhen slammed the door and left.
The anti-drug brigade was completely silent. Everyone was silently doing their own work. Guan Wenzhen's heavy footsteps seemed to step on everyone's heart.
Guan Wenzhen frowned and spoke on the phone in an impatient tone.
"Director Zhang, there's definitely something wrong with the drug test. They're not psychopaths. Did they just sniff a bag of sugar for fun? Could it be evidence... No, Director Zhang! I didn't say I suspected anyone!"
The young police officer rummaged through the drawers and found a bag of tea that had been there for who knows how long. He made a cup of tea and stood in front of Guan Wenzhen's office door. After hearing the call inside end, he waited for a while before he knocked on the door and went in.
"Captain Guan...have some tea to moisten your throat."
Guan Wenzheng glanced at him and nodded slightly. Just as the young police officer was about to leave, he was stopped.
"What do you want to eat? Make a list for me later."
The young police officer didn't expect that Guan Wenzhen could still remember what he had just said. He was so moved that tears filled his eyes, and now he admired him even more.
After Director Zhang hung up the phone, he snorted coldly, thinking that Guan Wenzhen was overacting a bit too much. Nothing about his relationship with the Jiang family escaped his eyes.
The next day at noon, Zhou Cheng found the agreed place according to the address sent by Su Chonglin. Looking at the armed police on guard in front of the door, he opened his phone again to confirm the address.
"Doctor Zhou Cheng?" The armed police officer keenly noticed Zhou Cheng when he parked the car.
"Hello, Mr. Su Chonglin asked me to come here."
After Zhou Cheng put away his phone and explained to the armed police, he was taken to the small villa.
The room was empty. A small safe with a password was placed on the table. The armed police officer stood behind him without moving. Zhou Cheng went to pick up the safe, then turned and asked the armed police officer if there was anything else he should be aware of. The armed police officer replied that their mission was to escort him to the research institute.
Zhou Cheng was still a little nervous when he drove to the laboratory. There were two off-road vehicles with armed police license plates in front and behind his car. His eyes couldn't help but glance at the silver box on the passenger seat.
Soon Zhou Cheng was taken to a research institute under the name of a private hospital. The armed police did not follow him in, but stood guard at the door. After Zhou Cheng opened the password box, he saw the bag of light golden powder.
He knew that he could no longer rely on anyone and could only fight alone.
VIP ward of a private hospital.
Su Qingyan didn't dare disobey Zhou Cheng's medical advice and stayed in bed obediently, trembling with fear at the slightest movement. Director Xu came to check on him today, and seeing how well behaved he was, he was pleased to tell Su Chonglin he was a grown-up kid.
Su Qingyan curled his lips. He didn't want to be treated like a child anymore.
Lu Ze recently moved his easel here and is now sitting by the French window on the balcony, painting the small garden outside.
After Director Xu's rounds, Su Qingyan received another injection and had several tubes of blood drawn. He frowned, pressing a cotton ball against her skin while grumbling about how unreliable Lu Ze was, saying he couldn't do anything except draw.
"Yes, I can't do anything else except painting." Lu Ze continued waving his paintbrush.
On his canvas, the small garden is no longer covered with dead branches and snow, but is lush and green.
"Lu Ze, I dreamed about Bian Qi yesterday. Have you heard from him recently?"
Su Qingyan woke early this morning and spent a long time lying in bed recalling his dreams. The dream was vague, as if there was a high mountain shrouded in mist. The wind blew, and the mist swirled through the mountain like a veil, the outline of the mountain looming. Suddenly, golden sunlight split the thick fog, and it seemed as if someone on the mountain was waving at him. The distance should have made it difficult to make out the face, but Su Qingyan could clearly see that the person was Zhou Cheng, and in the direction of the sunlight, the figure of Bian Qi flashed by.
Bian Qi was also his high school classmate. They were once the famous Three Musketeers on campus. Later, they went to the UK together to continue their studies. However, Bian Qi dropped out of school during the summer vacation of his freshman year, leaving them with a message saying "I'm going into the mountains to practice" and then disappeared without a trace.
"Bian Qi? Why did you suddenly dream about him?" Lu Ze put down the paintbrush in his hand, stood up and walked to Su Qingyan's bed.
"Who knows...it's such a mess." Su Qingyan turned over and lay flat on his back, looking at the ceiling. The pattern on the ceiling looked like the mountain.
"That's amazing," Lu Ze sat down beside the bed. "Bian Qi actually contacted me a while ago, during the Chinese New Year. He said that sooner or later you would think of him."
"Hmm?" Su Qingyan didn't expect this answer.
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