Zhang Feng and Luo Tingfeng belong to different camps, but it is undeniable that the two are very iron friends.
Luo Tingfeng is also a native of Zhou'an County. He is in the same village as Zhang Feng. They are the same age. They have been together since they were playing in the mud. They went to elementary school together, went to junior high school together, and went to high school. They were both in the same class. When the college entrance examination was divided into subjects, due to the influence of his home environment, Luo Tingfeng, who liked science, applied for the liberal arts exam, while Zhang Feng, who liked the liberal arts, studied science.
Zhang Feng went to the military academy, but Luo Tingfeng went to the two-year City Teachers College because he didn't perform well.
After graduating from the teacher’s college, Luo Tingfeng was assigned to work as a teacher in Zhou’an County No. 4 Middle School. His father followed Qian Qingzhi’s path and let Luo Tingfeng join the county government, where he became a member of the administrative department. Two years later, he became a teacher. At the same time, Qian Qingzhi also cultivated a positive result and sat on the throne of the county magistrate. Luo Tingfeng became the deputy chief of the administrative department. He also studied in the county party school for half a year before becoming a deputy department.
After Zhang Feng was admitted to the military academy, he lost contact with everyone except his parents. It took five years after he left. When he changed jobs, he suddenly appeared in the county government. He also came with the new county party committee secretary Zhou Xiaoyun. He was killed by Zhou Xiaoyun. Arranged to serve as the chief of the government's comprehensive department, he is actually his full-time driver.
Zhang Feng himself was a civil servant because he was transferred from the army, but the reason for his transfer was not for outsiders, so he did not bring him back at the rank of the army. Although Zhou Xiaojun arranged for him to be the chief of the integrated section, his actual rank was not. It's only at the stock level, it belongs to the small department under the government office, and it was originally a mess.
I haven’t seen each other for five years. Luo Tingfeng is very curious about Zhang Feng’s experience. However, Zhang Feng’s mouth is relatively strict and he never mentions his past. However, Zhang Feng and Luo Tingfeng also have a common female friend who later became Zhang Feng’s fiancee. By chance, Luo Tingfeng heard some clues from Yang Xiaolan’s gossip and knew that Zhang Feng had a special relationship in the province.
Luo Tingfeng’s words were originally half-believing, and he didn’t know what his psychology was. Today, he shook it out in front of Qian Qingzhi: “Once I saw an unwrapped handmade paper cigarette at Zhang Feng’s house, there was nothing on the box. The logo was discovered when it was drawn. Yang Xiaolan said that it was taken by Zhang Feng from a leader's house in the province."
Qian Qingzhi's expression that hadn't cared much at first condensed: "Is the unmarked hand-made cigarette, or China?"
Luo Tingfeng nodded affirmatively, and said: "When I went there, Zhang Feng was not at home. Yang Xiaolan took the cigarette. Seeing that I was curious about the cigarette, he explained that Zhang Feng had brought it from the old leader’s house. The cigarette tastes very good, so I have inquired about it in private, but no one has ever seen this kind of packaged Chinese cigarettes."
Qian Qingzhi's expression suddenly became a little erratic, and he was silent for a while before he said: "Well, don't tell other people about this matter. Alright, first go to Yan Wenjin of the procuratorate and ask about the whereabouts of Secretary Sun and Fang Xiao. ."
After Luo Tingfeng went out, Qian Qingzhi suddenly sat up straight, tapped his finger knuckles on the tabletop lightly, muttering to himself: "Special offer cigarettes? Interesting, maybe Zhou Xiaojun is not that simple on the surface, right?" After walking a few steps back and forth in the office, he snorted coldly: "Use I as a gunman? Don't be afraid of getting rid of your teeth!"
Reaching out and grabbing the microphone on the desktop, after a little hesitation, Qian Qingzhi dialed a familiar number.
At the same moment, Zhang Feng got off the silver-gray Lada car on the side of the west street of the provincial capital, locked the door with his backhand, and slowly disappeared into the dark night. The Lada car stopped quietly on the side of the street without causing any problems. Anyone’s attention.
It was 11 o’clock in the evening, and it was approaching midnight. You can occasionally see night stalls selling snacks on the street, but Zhang Feng did not have any appetite at this time. Even though he had not eaten or drank a bite from the morning till now. Take a sip of water.
From yesterday afternoon to now, too many things have happened to Zhang Feng, he can stay awake, he has no mental confusion, he is already a strong nerve, and there is still the mind to eat.
After walking about two blocks, Zhang Feng finally stopped a taxi.
The driver was a man in his thirties with a shrewd look. After Zhang Feng got into the car, he asked, "Where to go?"
Zhang Feng sighed lightly, and said faintly: "The City Procuratorate's Family Area."
Knowing that Xue Hanxiang's information is too little, Zhang Feng can only use this stupid method to find Xue Hanxiang, otherwise he can only catch the blind.
The driver was obviously a veteran of the provincial capital, and he didn't ask much. As soon as the accelerator was released, the Xiali car rushed out like an off-string arrow.
At the entrance to the family area of the Municipal Procuratorate, you can see in the dim light that the electric gate is closed tightly, surrounded by layers of buildings. It is impossible to find a section of the wall to climb over. Zhang Feng froze for a while, but had no choice but to help. Knock on the door of the door, because the small door of the door opens inside the electric door, unless you turn over the electric door.
After knocking, the window opened from the inside, and an energetic old man was standing in front of the window. Perhaps it was because Zhang Feng did not look like a bad person. The old man looked very kind and asked with a smile: "Young man, What's with you?"
Zhang Feng was stunned. First, he did not expect that the old man in the concierge was not asleep at all. He seemed to be standing in front of the window all the time. Second, he did not expect to encounter a kind gatekeeper at the gate of the procuratorate. The bad impression from the past has changed a little, and he doesn't mean anything at all, and he speaks bluntly: "I'm looking for Xue Hanxiang's blood prosecutor."
The old concierge was stunned when he heard the words, and then he smiled relievedly: "The young man is going to report the crime. You can go directly to the prosecutor's office. There is a special receptionist over there. It is useless for you to come directly to the chief prosecutor. You have to go to the reporting center first, otherwise the chief prosecutor will not be able to accept the case.” The old man is very patient. Very few people know how to get a report from the prosecutor’s office, and those who understand the procedure are even rarer. Obviously this is not the first time the old man has encountered the case. In this case, the explanation is slippery.
Zhang Feng shook his head lightly, and said: "Please help me contact Prosecutor Xue. It doesn't matter if you see it or not."
He knew it was useless to explain to the old man, and he couldn't explain it clearly, so he simply told him.
The old man froze for a moment, and still said kindly: "Young man, don't you hurt my old man, don't you see what time it is now, do you deliberately stop the old man from having this job?" After a pause, perhaps it was seen Seeing the solemn expression in Zhang Feng's expression, the old man hesitated for a moment, pointed to the other side of the street, and said: "There is a public phone over there. If something really happens, you can call yourself."
After all, the old man shook his head, turned and left the window, but did not close the window.
Zhang Feng thought for a while, felt that what the old man said was reasonable, and he also pointed out a clear road to him, nodded, and turned to the opposite street.