"Sit down, if you meet, you are friends, many friends and many roads, killing people is not too much, even if you kill someone, before going to the execution ground, you have to eat a roast chicken, drink a bowl of soul-breaking wine, come to ......" Zhang Zhiwen said elegantly.

In his gestures, he exudes a kind of elegance, or a vague feeling between a person of the rivers and lakes and a person of culture, and his voice is very strong, which makes people feel very comfortable.

Ding Fan nodded, sat on the sofa next to him, as soon as the farts fell, his face was upright, and he said bluntly: "Big landlord, your brother must give me away, this record must be made, otherwise it is not easy to explain in Xinglong Mine, you should understand this, if you don't want to, you go to a few beauties, carry two boxes of money, I will definitely leave happily, by the way, there is something I forgot to tell you, my family is from Yanjing, there are no relatives in this place, you don't have to bother." ”

Zhang Zhiwen saw that he was more cheerful than he thought just now, first took out a lighter with a metal shell, and turned it on excitedly, and when the flame ignited, there seemed to be a long-awaited light in his heart.

"Uh?......" Before Ding Fan finished speaking, he touched his hand on the cigarette, and stopped suddenly, as if he had forgotten that he was going to take a cigarette for himself and Ding Fan, and then lit it for him to see what was hidden in this kid's eyes.

He has been dealing with officialdom and Taoist people all year round, and has summed up a lot of experience, sometimes when he sees a person for the first time, no matter how powerful the rumors are outside, as long as he looks at them, he can see whether the other party is a drunken and wealthy person.

Last time, an official director came here to check the safety measures here, and sat in the place where Ding Fan was sitting now, just looked at this Wrigley cigarette curiously, and left a fine note at that time, but he didn't ask about the fine after the next day.

That night, he arranged for the big female manager to send the director three boxes of Wrigley cigarettes, and a few bundles of banknotes were placed at the bottom of the boxes, which alone was enough for the fat-headed and big-eared guy to smoke for a few years.

"What is this kid doing looking at carpets and tables?" He said in astonishment, but he didn't expect Ding Fan to react at all, just quietly looking at the shabby linen carpet and a large desk in the back room, and couldn't help but feel a burst of surprise in his heart.

From a distance, Ding Fan looks handsome and has clear facial features, but now he acts like a student who observes things carefully, with an engaged expression, as if he feels fresh about many things in this large private room.

Time passed little by little, downstairs can still faintly hear the music that continues and the sound of third-rate singers singing love songs, Bao Yajun seems to have walked at the door, whispering something, it should be to remind the big landlord that he and his brothers are waiting here, as long as he gives an order, he will immediately break into the door and go up to tear Ding Fan apart.

But since the big landlord has several large industries, he seems to be a little obscure in terms of fighting and killing, and it is rare to see him do it, and even if he does, he will not let outsiders see it in public.

"Big landlord, what did you say? Say it again!" Ding Fan said coldly.

"Brother, what do you say? What do you say I can say, there are tens of thousands of people in this Xinglong mine, and hundreds of nouveau riche, you can't find me if anything happens, right? What I want to tell you is that the Zhang family has nothing to do with the Chen Beishan case you said, my brother Zhixin has a bad temper, I know, but he will never kill anyone.

It's a joke that you're going to take someone as soon as you come up, and if something happens, he said that he did it? What can you do if you investigate it? What about taking it away, I can guarantee you, you have to release it for me in three days. Zhang Zhiwen said in a straight voice, and when it came to the back, he was not only righteous and righteous, but even full of confidence.

The old fox slowly showed his tail, and seemed to be a little impatient.

Ding Fan seemed to be shocked by his momentum, staring at his impassioned face with a slightly red face, his eyes flickered away a few times, and said with some hesitation: "The investigation is a legal procedure, you can rest assured, wouldn't it be better if it was fine, the institute can't find my responsibility, my bullshit leaders, one by one, have a big temper, I work here, as soon as I heard about the case, my nose is not a nose and a face is not a face, Lao Zhang, you say I was wronged, right?"

Zhang Zhiwen has been observing his subtle changes, and he originally felt that he was not sure to scare this young policeman, but by saying this by himself, this guy actually relented, and inadvertently said his bitterness.

"Yes, that's it, brother, you said that if you see my brother, don't you just ask about the situation and it's over, your leader is there, I can help you talk about it." Zhang Zhiwen finally said easily.

"Of course, let's talk about the situation, but if he does it, let's go through the legal process." Ding Fan said quietly.

"What kind of legal procedures did he take, he didn't do anything, he talked about business with me here all day, what do you mean? You don't believe what my big landlord says? What can you do about this JB matter? If you catch someone, I'm just a businessman, and I'm afraid that you won't succeed." Zhang Zhiwen touched the lighter, puffed out of breath, his cheeks bulged a few times, and his jaw was hurt from the flames, only to realize that he was a little out of shape, so he hurriedly shook it down and lit it again.

"Old fox, play this with me! Ding Fan's eyes were as calm as water, and he was secretly surprised in his heart, and then pretended to think about it, and said tentatively: "You guys are talking about business? Why don't I believe it, let's do it, and the gun has been taken out, Lao Zhang, don't hide these things from me, what have you done, you know it in your own heart, right?"

As soon as Ding Fan's words came out, Zhang Zhiwen's face was first thoughtfully calm as water, and then his fingers began to tremble slowly, and a few drops of shiny things appeared on his sideburns.

Perhaps, this is just a premonition, but as soon as this feeling comes out, it will definitely be accurate if it is verified in hindsight.

He glanced at the room and the door, grabbed a cigarette, slowly stood up, and said jokingly: "Lao Zhang, you are in Xinglong Mine, in Hulu County, are all famous masters, do you say that I am a newcomer who can arrest you? Also, just now we said it alone, God knows that you know I know, even if I go out and write it on the materials, can you sign? Okay, you didn't get a gang to wait for me outside, it means that you want to solve the problem, so let's go through the procedure, your brother is in the back room." ”

After he finished speaking, he stood at the window, looked aimlessly into the distance, and counted the time in his heart, "Alas, it's been more than half an hour, almost, his temper." ”

Just as he was about to enter the house to search, he suddenly looked downstairs in the alley, and a person was hurrying towards here from between the small shops.

"Give me ten minutes, it's good for you, it's good for him. Ding Fan said, turned around and walked towards the back room.

Just when he was talking to Zhang Zhiwen about those things just now, word by word turned into a gentle drizzle, and a good medicine to treat some kind of worry, little by little to destroy Zhang Zhiwen's psychological defense, although he was confused by this kid, ups and downs, but there was always a firm belief in his mind: this guy is not only smart, but also persistent, and he will never leave if he doesn't see his younger brother Zhang Zhixin.

"Boy, this is my song hall, you can nag well, I'll wait for you!" Zhang Zhixin fought a few fierce beasts back and forth, although he was angry, he still stared at his back and shouted threateningly.

"Whoever commits a crime understands that no one can escape. When Ding Fan arrived at the door, he found that the thick solid wood door, the lock inside was an anti-theft lock, and at the same time, his attitude suddenly changed greatly, and he replied ruthlessly.

Outside, Zhang Zhiwen didn't think about what he meant by this, but he heard that there was already a lot of noise inside.

Zhang Zhixin sat on the sofa, with four or five bottles of special tin cans of beer in front of him, already drunk, his eyes were scarlet, and he looked at Ding Fan with a desperate face.

"Boy, new here, right? I'm tired of living today?" said Xiao Di Zhixin vaguely.

Ding Fan saw that he was drunk, but he didn't take a stubble at all, swept the gun in his hand, and silently warned him not to play tricks.

Zhang Zhixin vaguely heard what Ding Fan and the two of them said outside, although many of the contents were not clear, but he had long hated this guy in his heart: he didn't give up, and he broke in.

His scarlet eyes looked at the ground, his brow furrowed, and his hand reached under the sofa below him and tugged at it, grabbing a black object.

"Gun!" Ding Fan saw it clearly, his heart trembled, and he shouted loudly: "Boy, what is it?"

This voice was short, quick and decisive, and the drunken little landlord who was excited suddenly became furious, and shouted irrationally: "Gun, I'll kill you now, B!"

It seems that Ding Fan is waiting for him to shout out, because there are already a lot of people gathered outside the anti-theft door, and someone is desperately twisting the anti-theft door, he violently played the pistol in his hand a few times, grabbed the gun body at once, raised his hand and determined the position of the gun handle at the same time, and smashed it hard at the hand of the small landlord.

He picked up his arm and drew a strong and graceful arc in the air, and then there was the sound of two sharp weapons suddenly colliding, Ding Fan only felt that his wrist was numb, his wrist was stiff, and then with all his strength, he hit the short shotgun on the windowsill at once, and then fell outside.

"It's done!" Ding Fan's face was calm, his hands and feet were even more fearless, he reached over, raised his knee and poked over, wanting to directly give him a knee lock throat, directly put him down, and then handcuffed, with a shot in his hand, no one was afraid to come in.

I have to say that since he entered this song hall, he has been fighting wits and courage with the other party, and when he really caught such a murderer, his heart suddenly surged with the excitement of success.

"Big brother, our old lady has asked you. The little landlord shouted indiscriminately, glanced at the window opposite, and slammed into Ding Fan.

"Not good!" Ding Fan thought to himself, his heart was in his hand, and while he was knocked to the end, he stretched out his hand to catch the little landlord who was running wildly.

It seems that he grabbed the trouser leg of the little landlord, but was thrown off by the huge inertia, and the other party ran to the window in a few arrows, and smashed his fist on the false window frame, and then heard the sound of people going up to the windowsill.

"Jump off the building and fall to your death. Ding Fan thought in his heart, his eyes were red with anger, and he rolled on the spot, looked up at the window, and suddenly noticed a fatal question: "Do you kill him, or what to do?"