Although Ma Longfei is a policeman, he is thin and not tall, and he is obviously at a disadvantage in tearing with men.

At the moment of grabbing the man, Ding Fan felt that something was wrong: Ma Longfei not only did not cooperate with him, but also pushed his arm.

Who is Ding Fan? Looking at the director's ambiguous attitude... Ignorant, he naturally let go of his hand, and did not immediately knock this person to the ground.

"Dingzi, Dingzi, you, you go!" Ma Longfei said a little anxiously.

As he spoke, he didn't fight back, but just dragged the man to the alley next to him, Ding Fan's hand was broken away by them and stopped in the air, looking at the two of them a little bewildered.

The two of them staggered into the alley, and the man's hand that grabbed Ma Longfei was simply released, and the atmosphere on his face seemed to be more serious.

"There's something going on here. What does the old horse owe to others?" Ding Fan stood in place, a little incomprehensible, but he seemed to understand one thing at once: "There must be something hidden in this." ”

The man didn't seem to want to do anything on the street, and when he arrived in the alley, he slapped up, and Ma Longfei's face crackled, and he scolded wildly: "You're out of breath, right, Dalong, labor and management saw the wrong person at the beginning, not the wrong person, but blind." Ma Longfei, who was beaten, raised his head to hide, and whispered for mercy instead of being wrong: "Director, director, I ......"

He was going to say that he was wrong, but Ding Fan was next to him, he was the deputy director and the head of the task force, once this typo was said, how could he have the face to see his subordinates again in the future.

"No, you want to save face, I still want face......" Ding Fan heard Ma Longfei call him director, and knew that the two of them must be ancients, but no matter what your situation is, Lao Ma is the top boss, what face do you have if you fight like this.

Thinking of this, Ding Fan strode over, grabbed the man's arm, pushed him aside, and warned him unceremoniously: "Who are you? ”

The man was trembling a few times by what a young man said, and was about to scold him, Ma Longfei rubbed his face with one hand, came over to reprimand Ding Fan and said, "Dingzi, it's none of your business, this is my old director." ”

Ding Fan understood, this is his old leader, thinking that it won't work, it was you who was beaten, and now if I don't care about it, it will be over, so he said coldly and stubbornly: "No one can do it, I, Ding Fan, are your subordinates, we are law enforcement police, is it illegal to beat people?" I will take care of this matter, don't make it clear, you, you, don't want to leave for me." ”

His momentum is like an angry young man who is not afraid of tigers in a newborn calf, but the bearing on his face is not allowed to be challenged by others, and he looks like he is about to be anxious.

"You'd better leave this matter alone, Dalong used to do it with me, he ate and lived in my house, and he studied correspondence with me for counseling, he was incompetent in handling cases, why did I beat him?" the man said, but his tone softened a lot.

"Director Sun of the Forestry Bureau, my former leader ......," Ma Longfei whispered while standing beside Ding Fan.

Ding Fan heard it, this man was the deputy director of the Forestry Bureau, that strong... Case J Sun Xiaoyu's father, no wonder people caught Ma Longfei and did it, and he was also Ma Longfei's old leader, a person who used to be kind, no wonder.

"Okay, okay, you leaders, alas, Sun Xiaoyu's affairs have been on fire, and besides, it's like you beat him, can you take it back if you beat him, really. Ding Fan said the words of the old man, took out two cigarettes, gave one to each of them, saw that Director Sun's face was red, handed him the lighter, and said: "Light it, light it." ”

The link of letting Director Sun light a cigarette is very small, but in the eyes of Ding Fan, who is well versed in psychology, it is very crucial. The humiliation, now that he has lit his own cigarette, naturally diverts some attention.

The two old men smoked cigarettes and talked about Sun Xiaoyu in a few words, among which Ma Longfei naturally recalled the past when he first joined the work and followed Director Sun to work.

Director Sun is a rare high-achieving student in the county's political and legal majors, when he was a section-level cadre, he was the director of the county comprehensive management office, at that time Ma Longfei had just graduated, and worked under him for three or four years, Ma Longfei loved to learn, and his home was not local, he lived and ate in Director Sun's house, Director Sun tutored him to study law by correspondence college, watching seven or eight-year-old Xiaoyu learn primary school courses, and his wife gave them three people every day to think about the law to make good food.

Hearing this, Ding Fan looked at the smoke curling in the distance, and said with some yearning and emotion: "Ma Bureau, Director Sun not only has the grace of knowing you, but also helps you go to college, alas, ......" He knew that the two directors were listening to him, and the words changed and said: "There is no country without thieves in the world, even the underworld is not completely peaceful, it is Xiaoyu's back, but Director Ma, you are not the same as taking everyone to arrest the big and small landlords and white wolves, and eliminate harm for the people, and also, your waist ......"

After Ding Fan finished speaking, he looked at Ma Longfei's waist again, in fact, Ma Longfei had already been dragged by Director Sun with a back injury, and now he was in pain.

In a few words, Ding Fan used strong words mixed with thoughtful understanding to say the misunderstanding between them, and the two old guys who listened stopped talking, and Director Ma didn't seem to be so annoyed and complained when he looked at Ma Longfei.

"Da Long, I can't forget this for the rest of my life, I'm just this one daughter, you remember it for me, now even Lai Laoba of Fuqiang Mine laughs at me, he looks at it, what are the nouveau riche now? You just take care of it......" When Director Sun turned around to leave, he seemed to remember something again, and his fingers knocked on Ma Longfei's head in the air, and said angrily.

When the two of them arrived at the Lin family's shop, the old Lin family still had four or eight tables in the open air, and the fragrance of fried dough sticks, fried cakes, and tofu brains was rampant, making people feel unstoppable.

Lao Lin Tou saw that Ding Fan was coming with someone, so he quickly vacated a table with things, and called his wife: "Go, make a few cakes, Comrade Ding likes to eat oil shuttle filling, and peel a few small chives." ”

Ding Fan looked at Ma Longfei's preoccupied appearance, knowing that he was still blaming himself for his affairs with the old leader, he brought him a stool for him to sit on, and quietly persuaded: "Ma Bureau, you always have to eat, alas, I didn't expect to be a policeman with so much trouble, this Xinglong mine ......"

He didn't go on, the public security problem in this place of less than 100,000 people is not only complicated, but the people's grievances are so deep that even Director Sun has become a victim, and it seems that it can't be solved overnight.

Thinking so, he looked up and saw a group of people at a table to the south: a man in his thirties, unkempt hair, and a long scar on his face that stretched from his eyebrows to the corners of his mouth.

This guy was eating a fritter with chopsticks, and his other hand was not idle, it was placed on the lap of a woman next to him, pinching and pinching, turning his head and laughing with another woman, and a row of silver dentures appeared in his mouth.

Ma Longfei also saw this person surrounded by two women, and said angrily: "Xiaofan, this must be the guy who made Director Sun angry." ”

Ding Fan glanced at the guy a few times, took advantage of the old forest head to come over with a vegetable basket to deliver oil cakes, and asked that guy was Lai Laoba, the mine manager of Fuqiang Coal Mine, his full name was Lai Wuqiang, because he was cut into a scar face because of a fight on his face, and the locals called him Lai Laoba.

"If you can't solve the fundamental problem, then take your time, the police can clean up this guy first, and the leader can also dissipate his anger, otherwise Jinshan's reputation will not rise, and the local leaders and people will definitely not be satisfied." Ding Fan chewed the fragrant oil cake, thinking in his heart, but he didn't feel much taste when he ate it, and he wanted to find out what happened to this Lai Laoba.

After breakfast, Ding Fan and Ma Longfei said a word, and continued to go around.

At about ten o'clock, in a small coal mine in the southeast of the residential area, on the edge of the mountain mine, in a small two-story building, Lai Laoba was drinking tea with Erlang's legs crossed, and the two women next to him were one to pick up melon seeds, and the other was lying on his shoulder, talking about what adults and jokes were coquettish, and for a while vulgar laughter continued.

At this moment, he didn't know that there was a person standing outside the door, listening intently to his absurd play.

"Lannie, Cuiyun, let's go, let's sleep, who will come first...... you two" Lai Laoba was teased by them.... I was full of ambition, and I didn't feel it at all just now, but now I suddenly felt a primitive power in my body ignite like fire, and my evil eyes looked at the dormitory in the office.

Ding Fan listened to the sound of the three wolves walking towards the back room, followed by a heavy closing of the door, frowned, and gently pushed the door in.

When he entered the office, he glanced at the messy place, and couldn't help but sigh in a low voice: "Good coal mine, how can such a bastard be in charge, bullying men and women......"

Anyway, Lai Laoba and the two half-old in the back room were in turmoil... Luan.... Pour.... After Feng and wantonly changed positions, he was exhausted, leaned against the wall and gasped, and called the woman and said, "Lanny, get some tea, it needs to be hot, or Lao Tzu's waist can't stand it." ”

After speaking, he lay on the pillow and let another woman massage his back, although the palm of the woman named Cuiyun was rough, it could be soft from top to bottom, but it was also very comfortable.

Pressing it like this, I only heard Lanny outside screaming in surprise, followed by the voice of the teacup on the ground: "Come on, come on." Several shouts erupted.

Lai Laoba was tired and weak, but when he heard that there was a situation outside, he grabbed a foot-long iron rod on the head of the bed and jumped out of bed, and rushed out barefoot.

Ding Fan sat on his desk, patiently holding a copy of the just-published "Xing'an Daily", reading it with interest.

Lanny silently pointed at Ding Fan and pursed the corners of her mouth, meaning that this guy has been here for a long time and looks like a psychopath.

Lai Laoba saw that Ding Fan was a little raw, but he seemed to have seen it somewhere, and after thinking about it, he didn't think about it, so he walked next to him, stretched out his hand violently, and pressed the stiff and cold iron rod. On his shoulder, he unscrupulously threatened, "What are you doing?

Ding Fan was also strange today, not only did he not squeak, but his eyes staring at the newspaper did not squint, and he said in puzzlement like a demented scholar: "I passed by you, and I read a lot of newspapers in the office.