Just as Lu Hui and Ji Fanyang were on their way to the hardware store owned by the deceased Li//Peng's cousin Li Feng, Rao Feifei called: "Group Lu." Her figure was as lively and crisp as a bird, " Li Weiguo is back."
"Where is he now?" Lu Hui turned on the car amplifier.
"At the Changluowan Police Station." Rao Feifei replied.
"Talk to Sister Yang first." Lu Hui said. He turned his head to look at Ji Fanyang. The young man was carefully checking the streets he was passing by with a notebook. Lu Hui paused and said, "We have to go back later."
"Okay." Rao Feifei said.
Lu Hui hung up the phone, turned the steering wheel 30 degrees, the vehicle turned into an alley, walked three intersections along the alley, stopped, and Lu Hui pushed the door to get off, and walked into a hardware store with a narrow front.
The shopkeeper is huddled behind the counter, lying comfortably on a wicker chair and dozing off. Parts were piled up in a mess in the glass counter, and the wooden cabinet behind the counter was dirty, and metal objects of different sizes were stuffed inside, only the small window near the ceiling revealed some light.
The whole shop was dirty, cramped and depressing. Lu Hui casually looked around the shop, knocking on the counter with his knuckles: "Are you Li Feng?"
The owner opened his eyes lazily, and waved them away: "It's not open, let's change to another store." He turned his back to the counter and planned to continue sleeping.
Lu Hui frowned, and raised his hand to copy an iron hammer and was about to smash it over. Ji Fanyang hurriedly snatched the hammer away: "Lu group, Lu group, calm down." The young man put down the hammer lightly, and said loudly, "Are you Li Feng, right? We are the Criminal Investigation Team of Linhua City Public Security Bureau, here to investigate the death of your cousin Li//Peng."
The shopkeeper still didn't move, his lazy voice drifted out: "What does Li//Peng's death have anything to do with me?"
Ji Fanyang shook his head, the air pressure of Lu Hui beside him gathered into a negative number, Ji Fanyang let go of Lu Hui's arm, and allowed his team leader to pick up a hammer and smash it on the wicker chair.
"Boom!"
The shop owner was taken aback, and sat up angrily and stared at Lu Hui: "Is this how your people's police serve the people?!"
Ji Fanyang couldn't hold back his laughter, and Lu Hui said darkly, "Stand up by yourself, or I will make you never stand up."
Lu Hui looks gloomy, with a sharp and withdrawn personality. When he lowers his face and speaks in a low voice, the King of Hades will back down three points, let alone a mere ruffian shopkeeper.
Li Feng calmed down and lost his arrogance, he stood up obediently and walked behind the counter: "What do you want?"
Ji Fanyang showed him the police//official// certificate according to the procedure, and the gentle and sunny young criminal policeman played the role of a good policeman: "The water pump cartridges that are often lost in Lijia Village, are you selling them?"
Li Feng's expression tightened, and he repeatedly denied it: "No, what water pump core? I don't know."
Lu Hui was too lazy to talk nonsense with him: "Hand over all your books, and I'll ask someone to check."
"All the ledgers, I only have one ledger." Li Feng took out the ledger under the counter and pushed it out.
Lu Hui raised his eyelids and glanced at the third floor of the wooden cabinet on the right. He grinned with an unfriendly or even cold smile: "If I find the second account, it will not be as simple as smashing a chair with a hammer."
Li Feng pursed his lips. He was obviously frightened by Lu Hui's sharp gaze.
Ji Fanyang played the role of a good policeman conscientiously at the side: "I advise you to listen to our team leader, the police station knows about your collection of stolen goods, and any crime is enough for you to stay in the detention center for a few days, especially when you Offended a criminal policeman..." He stopped at the right moment, smiling meaningfully.
The tricks of good cops and bad cops never go out of style. The contrast between Lu Hui and Ji Fanyang's temperament is too sharp. Li Feng blinked his eyes, stepped on his slippers and walked to the wooden cabinet on the right reluctantly. He took out an account book from inside and handed it to Lu Hui: "That's all."
Lu Hui followed the date to the half year when the core of the water pump was frequently lost two years ago. The relationship between Li Feng and Li //Peng was indeed not good. Go to the next page, and return the rest to Li Feng.
"Is it gone?" Li Feng asked after collecting the ledger.
Lu Hui leaned on the counter and asked, "Do you sell bright flashlights?"
"Not for sale." Li Feng shook his head, his eyes lit up, "But there is a store next door that sells it. A few days ago, about half a month ago, I saw a child in the village buy a flashlight." His relationship with Li//Peng Although it's not good, it won't betray Li//Peng's family. He couldn't wait to reveal the news to Lu Hui, "Call him Li Yun, he must want revenge because Li//Peng framed his father and slept with his mother. He must have killed Li//Peng!"
Lu Hui raised the corners of his lips slightly, walked out without saying a word, and left the hardware store. He took out his mobile phone from his pocket and called Director Li: "Suo Li, Li Feng's hardware store, his second account is at It’s on the third floor of the counter on the right, take someone to search.”
Ji Fanyang followed behind him, smiling comfortably. He has a gentle personality and yearns for justice, and he likes Lu Hui's tricky behavior the most.
"Well, it's a few days to be able to squat for a few days." Lu Hui said, he glanced at Ji Fanyang who was smiling so hard that he couldn't see his teeth, and couldn't help laughing, put away his phone, and took a picture of Ji Fanyang, " Be serious, Uncle Policeman."
"En, um." Ji Fanyang tried hard to put away his two pointed canine teeth.
After passing through two small shops, Lu Hui stepped into another decent hardware store that Li Feng mentioned, and the owner sitting behind the glass counter stood up enthusiastically: "What do you want to buy?"
Ji Fanyang showed the police//officer//certificate: "We are from the criminal investigation team of Linhua City Public Security Bureau. This boy—" He took out his mobile phone and turned on the screen, and Li Yun's photo was displayed on the screen, "Is it a bright flashlight?"
The shop owner took a closer look at the phone and said, "I don't remember very well. There is a surveillance camera installed in the shop. I can check it out for you."
"Then I will trouble you." Ji Fanyang smiled.
"No trouble, no trouble." The shopkeeper turned and sat next to the monitor, "Approximate time?"
"A week or two ago." Ji Fanyang replied.
The shop owner entered the date, set it to two weeks ago, then turned to the two of them and said, "Why don't you watch it yourself."
"Okay." Ji Fanyang walked in from the side passage of the cabinet, but Lu Hui stopped where he was.
Ji Fanyang sat where the owner had just sat down, turned his head to look at Lu Hui: "Don't you look?"
Lu Hui was 10,000 unwilling to do boring work like checking videos, and he refused: "It's boring, I don't want to watch it."
"I can't read it all by myself." Ji Fanyang said, with some begging in his voice, "Two people can read it carefully."
Lu Hui hesitated for a while. The previous Lu Hui would never have hesitated, but he did hesitate. He has never had a friend since he was fifteen. The definition of the word friend is true for him who is thirty-two years old. Some strange. He needs time to get acquainted with friendship, accompany each other and care about each other, which happen to be areas that he is not good at.
"Lu Hui..." Ji Fanyang saw Lu Hui's hesitation and struggle. He was a little happy, and his hard work was not in vain. He chose to call him Lu Hui instead of Lu Zu, as if he was a close friend for many years.
Lu Hui drooped his shoulders and compromised: "Okay." He stared at the display with hatred, "I'm going to buy some snacks and drinks, we're going to waste the whole afternoon here."
"It's an afternoon of work." Ji Fanyang corrected.
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