"Qi Feng, I knew it was you who did it, if you feel that Zhou Yang's death was wronged, run to the police station more diligently, so that the case can be solved sooner, don't fuck Play this yin trick."
He said word by word, "I'll say it again, Zhou Yang's death has nothing to do with me!"
Qi Feng was impatient, and the expression on his face was ugly, "What kind of mess, He Peng, you should be careful."
Said, he pulled the person in front of him away and kept walking away.
He Peng gasped heavily behind him and kicked the wall.
In the morning, He Peng made a fuss, and the workers in other dormitories also knew about it. Rumors spread, saying that there is a big debt and a debt, and it is a gesture that it is none of their business to watch the fun.
He Peng was poor and had a fiery temper. No one dared to speak in front of him, and they were all talking behind his back.
Huang Dan heard about this and paid more attention to He Peng.
He Peng only had his emotions fluctuated that day, and people would get angry at every turn. The next day, he returned to normal. What should he do
The workers talked for a few days, and then the energy disappeared.
There is no progress in the murder case, and the same is true for the theft case. The workers are not surprised. The manpower is limited. Those cases that are usually reported are broken, and the unsolved cases are far more than the broken ones. Some murderers died of old age. never got caught.
But these two cases have nothing to do with them. The purpose of their coming here is to work for a day and get the money for that day.
Zhou Yang's parents ran to the police station every three days, followed by a TV station, and the comments on the thread never stopped. The pressure in the police station was huge, and they had to put Zhou Yang's case first.
Xu Wei was in a meeting with people in the team. On the screen was a photo of Zhou Yang, including his ID photo and his corpse. In the toilet cubicle and in the morgue, there were close-ups of bruised necks.
Sitting in the corner was a handsome man in his thirties. Everyone called him Mr. Sun. In summer, he was wearing long-sleeved trousers with tight buttons and a casual vest, showing how underdeveloped his sweat glands were.
Xu Wei flipped through the information on the table and asked his subordinates to report the situation. After the meeting room was quiet, he turned to the corner, "How is it?"
Teacher Sun took off the round glasses on his face and pinched the bridge of his nose, "How about what?"
Xu Wei tapped the pile of documents with his hand several times, "I'm asking if you can see anything?"
Teacher Sun put on his glasses again, stretched his waist and said, "That kid looks good and looks innocent."
Xu Wei propped up the back of his chair with one hand, "Hey, why don't I know when you became interested in each other?"
Teacher Sun said to himself, "Innocent people tend to simplify the whole world, don't care about the consequences, have no ability to figure out a way out, and mistake their imaginations for reality. It's too dangerous."
Xu Wei frowned, "What are you trying to say?"
Teacher Sun scratched his chin, "People are too naive, they are stupid, and they will bring disaster to themselves."
Xu Wei's face twitched, "Keep it simple."
Teacher Sun got up, "I haven't figured it out yet. I'll tell you when I figure it out. Now go to dinner and treat yourself."
Xu Wei, "…"
Teacher Sun walked to the door, "In the evening, send me the detailed information of the three foremen, Qi Feng, He Peng, and Wang Dongqiang, as well as the investigation results of the theft from the small shop, including the family's information."
Xu Wei chased after him, "Have you found out the overlapping information between this case and the small shop theft case?"
"Officer Xu, as the saying goes, people are iron rice and steel. If you don't eat a meal, you will be hungry. Let's eat first, and then we will talk."
"… "
The days in summer are very long, and it is still bright at five or six o'clock in the evening.
Huang Dan came out of the company and walked slowly towards the small shop. He was very unlucky today, slipping on the ground when he went to the toilet.
The fall was so heavy that it hurt my butt and my coccyx.
Huang Dan cried back to the office in the toilet, and sat on the chair and sobbed in pain. Fortunately, the director was not there, otherwise he didn't know how to explain the tears on his face.
It's almost time to get off work, so Huang Dan will feel better.
The shoes on his feet were bought by the original owner from the Internet some time ago. The style is good-looking, but the soles are not slippery.
Dozens of dollars a pair, the requirements can not be high, after all, you get what you pay for.
Huang Dan walked very slowly, and there were footsteps coming from behind, accompanied by a smell of cigarette smoke, his arm was pulled, and the man's breathing sounded in his ear, "Does your butt hurt?"
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