It seems that everything is in the hands of Ma Longfei!

Not only did he want to investigate Li Dayi, but he also arranged for Ding Fan to change his gun.

Regarding Li Dayi's matter, Ding Fan, as a subordinate, was absolutely unwilling to see him become a prisoner, so he had been thinking about how to find evidence in his favor for this period of time, but the big landlord and Bai Yi were dead, and who came out to admit that he had killed Li Lun and Wu Fu, it seems that this point is a little troublesome.

As for the matter of changing his gun, it is good news for him, the key is arranged by Director Ma, and it shows that Lao Ma is interesting enough to himself, otherwise he would not have brought it to the county in person.

When the car arrived at the gate of the county bureau, Ma Longfei made a simple arrangement and let him live in an idle office of the criminal police team, so that he could eat and live first.

"Xiao Fan, you can rest today, the money is ready, do you know the situation here?" Ma Longfei stood in the corridor, not far from his office, taking out the key, and asked him casually.

Liu Daming carried the briefcase to Ma Longfei, stood behind him, looked at Ding Fan's stunned face, Liu Daming turned his face to him and said to him slyly: "What's wrong? You don't know, we don't have so much money, a gun 185, 5.4, 6... Add ten dollars to four......"

"I have to pay for the gun, it seems that Song Laomi is still interesting enough to me, alas......" Ding Fan was a little embarrassed in his heart, but he didn't show it on his face at all, he just nodded in a sudden understanding, which means that he knows.

That night, Liu Daming said that he was going home to take a bath and make an appointment with friends, and the matter of the treat would be talked about another day, Ding Fan was too lazy to take a good rest quickly, and it was estimated that going out with him would be another drink, and maybe he would have to spend his own money, so he passed perfunctorily.

The next morning, he wandered outside and finished breakfast, and slowly walked back to the bureau.

The criminal police team works on the second floor, next to the technical brigade, and the innermost is the office of the deputy director and the chief of the political and engineering section, which belongs to the more important floors, and the tall iron door in the corridor stands at the staircase, which looks very serious.

As soon as Ding Fan entered the big iron gate, he heard someone calling him.

The voice came from the office next to the big iron door, he immediately turned around, stood at the door and looked inside against the light, looked for a few seconds, only to find that one of the two people standing was familiar, it was Captain Liu De, and the other small old man was not familiar.

Liu De received a phone call from the bureau last night, telling him that the Xinglong mine project has come to an end for the time being, and some tail work matters can be handed over to the Jinshan Institute.

"Xiao Ding, this is the senior section chief and the leader of the bureau, come, come!" Liu De said lukewarmly, calling him in.

Ding Fan didn't like this leader in his heart. He seems to have never laughed with himself except for his serious face, let alone chatting, and when he talks, he feels that if this person is not a big leader, he will not look down on himself.

But Ding Fan knew that this Liu De was not easy to mess with, or he would have to put on small shoes for himself again, so he hurriedly nodded and said: "Team Liu, this, ah, Section Chief Gao, I'm Ding Fan, I just graduated, please take care of me." ”

From a distance, Ding Fan bent down and shook hands respectfully with this section chief Gao Lixin, looking modest and polite, with a loud voice, but he had mastered a good scale, and it sounded very comfortable.

Although the head of the high section is not tall, he has a lot of strength in his hands, giving people a very tough feeling. After listening to Liu De's introduction, he glanced at Liu De with some surprise, his face changed, and he immediately returned to normal, nodded and asked: "Did you graduate from OUHK, boy, have you ever written something?" I'm talking about materials, that is, what people often call articles. ”

Ding Fan is the pillar of the school's literary club, and in terms of writing articles, he has read through even the most obscure and esoteric "Wenxin Carving Dragon" several times, and the theoretical articles he writes often show his face in the public university newspaper, and articles of several thousand words come at his fingertips, thinking that there is something difficult about this kind of county bureau article, so he said confidently: "Leader, okay, just leave me with any work you have, and I will write and read." ”

What he said was to leave it to me, and write it, this attitude looks a bit modest on the surface, but in the eyes of the senior section chief whose hair is a little gray, this kid simply doesn't know that the sky is high and the earth is thick, and he is full of promises, not modest at all, after all, even Liu De usually writes something, he takes two boxes of good cigarettes, and personally comes to the door to ask him for advice.

In the county bureau, the senior section chief relied on a strong pen, starting from an ordinary secretary, and now he is the chief of the political and engineering section, ranking among the members of the bureau team, and is considered the leader of the bureau.

"Boy, this material is a little anxious, the theme, is to crack down on a series of vicious cases in Xinglong Mine through the bureau's task force, I feel that Xinglong Mine is becoming more and more complex with economic development, social security is becoming more and more complicated, and the reasons need to be analyzed, and another one, you have to write it out for me, the superiors will allocate funds to the bureau, give some equipment, write, write, give it to me the day after tomorrow, I'm a little anxious, you are young, and you will suffer more. Section Chief Gao leaned against the window, counted the cigarettes in his hand, looked at the slowly burning cigarette butts, and said casually.

On the surface, Section Chief Gao said this material very easily, in fact, only he understood in his heart that he had already written this material three times according to what he understood, and the first two times the director Cui Lin asked him to change it again, and then passed it later, and asked him to personally send it to the deputy county magistrate in charge, County Magistrate Li, but he was criticized for half an hour, and it is said that the material was thrown on the ground and he picked it up.

Ding Fan lowered his head and thought about this material, said that he would consider it, and immediately returned to his room that was originally used as a warehouse.

There was a bed and a worn-out desk, and he simply cleaned it up, wiped down a broken thermos on the windowsill, and prepared to go out and get some boiling water.

Liu Daming had already told him that the water room was in the annex building behind the building, and there was a canteen next to it, and the bureau was in charge of breakfast and lunch, and you could go to eat with a meal card, and it was said that the food was not bad, but most of the people who ate were from the field and on duty, Ding Fan was from the countryside, and many people were not familiar with it, so he naturally did not go to eat.

Walking in the corridor, although the light is a little dim, bursts of laughter and laughter can be heard from time to time in various offices, which sounds very lively.

"The county bureau is good, there are many people and many things, so many people are together, the funds must be enough to spend, and the canteen is much stronger than Jinshan, I am a public security graduate, I should work in this place, do a good job, Dingzi, you can do it." Ding Fan thought happily in his heart, and couldn't help but speed up his pace and walked towards the staircase.

Although he is not familiar with many people here, at most he knows the leaders of the task force, but he is still full of confidence, after all, his self-sustaining emotional intelligence is no worse than anyone else, and in this mountain where the folk customs are quite simple, it should not be too difficult for him to do a good job in the relationship between colleagues.

But the thought lasted only a few seconds, and the small flame that had just risen in his mind was extinguished by a burst of sound.

The sound came from one of the innermost rooms.

"Dingzi, Dingzi, who is talking about me? Could it be ......" Ding Fan stood with the kettle, listened to it, looked back, and saw that there were stairs in the innermost room, so he quietly walked over.

Standing at the window, he saw it from afar, the words of the section chief's office were posted on the door of the office, and when he heard the voice, it was really the section chief, and there was also an adult's voice, listen carefully, it was Liu De, and the following is their conversation.

"Lao Gao, let you hand over this material to him, I can't help it, you said that my few people can work, and the brush is not like that. ”

"He, do you feel like that? He is not modest at all, and he still uses me as an old secretary, you are in front of me, for so many years, did you say that someone saw me and asked me for advice? Cory's pony, who graduated from the Department of Chinese in the Eight Classics, can't write at all, and can't even pass my level, at that time he was as rampant as this kid under you, I let him go home to learn Marxism-Leninism." ”

"Elder Gao, you are a respected authority in terms of materials, Ding Zi, this kid is the second 'Kan Brigade', he almost didn't make me angry to death when he got into the case, this matter is to make him suffer, no, I have also said it, what is the use of Lao Ma, the materials are not good, he can't stay in this place, and I don't lack investigators, you ...... like this"

As they spoke, their voices lowered, and there was a sound of soft footsteps, which should have come together to say something.

"Alas, no wonder the master said that this place is shallow Wang Baduo, no, it's a soft-shelled turtle, it's all to get ahead......" Ding Fan stood at the window, the bright sunlight outside was shining on his face, looking resolute and mature, but with a sense of stubbornness and unyielding.

He really wanted to push the door in, stand in front of them, tilt his neck, look directly at each other and ask loudly: "Isn't it just a material? What's wrong with good or bad? Do you think so much?" But the reality told him that he couldn't do this, every unit has all kinds of rules, he has no relationship and no background, if you want to get ahead here, you have to adapt to this kind of rules.

Thinking of this, he quietly turned around again, went down the stairs from the east side, and went to the water room to get boiling water.

On the way, he met a lot of people wearing police uniforms or plainclothes, these people exude the unique temperament of the police, and they know that they are their colleagues at a glance, although Ding Fan's police uniform is a little shabby, but it is also called energetic, handsome and awe-inspiring, and politely nodding and greeting these people one by one.

When he returned to the office, he felt that his smiling face was a little awkward, and he wanted to close the door immediately after entering the door, and began to study how to write the reported materials, but before he reached the door, he suddenly smelled a familiar smell of tobacco.

"Daming, aren't you going home? Are you still thinking about me? Thank you, I'll find you a cigarette, buy a bag of tea tomorrow, and ...... when the time comes" He saw Liu Daming sitting on the windowsill, like a boy, politely said that he would invite him over for tea and chat tomorrow, and turned over his trouser pocket to find him a cigarette.

"You're a fart, aren't the fireworks separated, it's the same as buddies, don't look for it, what I smoke is yours. Liu Daming squinted, like a high-ranking leader looking down at him, and glanced at the table by the way.

A box of hard-shelled cosmic cigarettes has been opened, and this guy is smoking Ding Fan's cigarettes!