In the dim light, Ma Longfei barely supported his body, with a looming pain on his face, judging from his expression, Ding Fan guessed that he must have a lumbar disc disease.

"No, my help helps him......" Ding Fan thought to himself, quietly walked over, pretended to take away the mess on the bed, and then saw him all of a sudden, and asked in surprise: "Ma Ju, what's wrong?

Ma Longfei smiled bitterly twice, waved his hand at him, and then walked to the bed obliquely, and slowly sat on the edge of the bed, as if it hurt again, before he got used to it.

"Xiao Ding, we both jumped off the building, you still caught someone, I'm chasing the snitch, I didn't even see a human figure, and now I'm still on fire, who will I talk about this." Ma Longfei said.

Although Ding Fan didn't do any housework when he was at home, he was excited in his heart, knowing that he needed something soft to lean on now, so he grabbed the cup next to him, folded it haphazardly and put it behind Ma Longfei, and gently helped him to lean on it.

"Ma Ju, is this okay? Your back pain is not light, you can't endure it like this, otherwise don't want to sleep, I'll go get some medicine, slow down, slow down......" In Ma Longfei's surprised gaze, Ding Fan helped him adjust his comfortable posture like a soldier, turned around and left.

He arrived at the door of a staff dormitory on the second floor, pushed the door in, pulled Ngawang by the ears like a dead pig, patted the drunken and hazy guy's big face, and said angrily: "Boy, do you still have painkillers? Shochu or something." ”

Ah Wang was so frightened by his anxious appearance that he rubbed his eyes, was stunned, and suddenly remembered: "Yes, yes, didn't you let me hide, it's still a tiger bone, okay?"

Seeing that he took out the antique packaged tiger bone painkiller cream from under the bed, it was exactly the same as the one he pasted for Ma Longfei just now, Ding Fan's eyes turned a few times, he tore open the bag, took the painkiller cream, threw the bag on the ground, and said okay.

He stumbled downstairs, looked at the main room, and could vaguely hear Ma Longfei humming in pain, and was about to go in, when a strange thought suddenly popped up in his mind: "No! It's done so quickly, isn't it just a gesture?"

Thinking of this, he took a big step and ran towards the door.

20 minutes later, in the vast night, Ding Fan ran on the road with his legs raised, panting vigorously, stretching his hands quickly, touching his head from time to time, and then looking at his hands, complaining angrily: "I rub, why is my physical strength so good, and it is so troublesome to sweat a little." ”

After running for a while, he suddenly heard the sound of running water beside him, which was very pleasant, and immediately stopped to look, and there was a rushing stream of water flowing down from above in the roadside canal.

He walked over, scooped up the water with his hands, flicked it on his body, straightened his body, and felt very uncomfortable when his flesh skin touched the cold water, but it was so damp that it seemed to be steaming.

"Okay, that's what you want!" Ding Fan thought beautifully, took a handful of water with both hands, lowered his head and poured it on his head, although it was a little cold, he shook his head, and suddenly felt like shampooing.

When he returned to the door of the hotel room, he deliberately put his steps full, shook his head, and let out a relaxed exhalation sound of finally finding something important, gently pushed the door in, met Ma Longfei's unexpected gaze, took out a sweaty plaster from his trouser pocket, and said sensibly: "Ma Ju, slow down, slow down, lift your clothes." ”

Ma Longfei looked at him with a childlike look, letting his hands stick to his waist and rub them, with a look of pain and love on his face.

"Dingzi, what are you doing here? Let's do this, what is this injury, you are still in the middle of the night. He smelled the damp smell of sweat on Ding Fan's body, and said gratefully.

As a deputy director, Ma Longfei usually doesn't know how many of his subordinates are vying for a drink and dinner, but it is the first time that a sensible person like Ding Fan and such an empathetic young man has really met him.

"Director, there are no street lights in this place in the middle of the night, and many people who go to work are riding bicycles in the second half of the night, this road in the mine is collapsing badly, the young are okay, the old ones are not good, and they are easy to fall......" Ding Fan helped him rub his waist, and naturally said the situation here.

Ma Long couldn't help nodding yes, in fact, he had a different kind of affection for him in his heart: "This kid, he must have suffered a lot when he went out to find medicine for me in the middle of the night." ”

That night, Ma Longfei slept well and slept until six o'clock in the morning.

When he slowly opened his eyes, he suddenly felt that something was wrong, and when he looked up, he saw that the cigarette butts on the floor and the garbage on the table were gone, and there was a bright light everywhere.

Just when he was thinking in surprise, Ding Fan came in with his police uniform jacket, and still held a tea jar in one hand, and said a little embarrassedly: "Director, there are a lot of things today, I took out your clothes, there is no iron, I use this iron, and the people in this place say that our director does not hang." ”

The hanger is the dialect of the leader's style, which was said by Ding Fan just right, and Ma Longfei, who listened to it, couldn't help but frown, and wanted to praise him for a few words, but when the words came to his lips, he changed his mind and said: "You kid, don't toss in the morning." ”

Ah Wang had already prepared millet porridge, dough cakes and other things and brought them up, Liu De and they yawned and walked in, seeing that Ding Fan was still sweeping the floor, the wet mop in his hand wiped the floor clean, and the shadow of diligence was vaguely reflected on the floor.

A few people sat down and started eating, Liu De squinted at Ma Longfei, saw that his complexion was much better, and then looked at Ding Fan, and said with something to say: "Xiao Ding, hurry up and eat, don't be vain, if you have something, you have to worry about it." ”

"Yes, when we got Bao Yajun's dead goods in the middle of the night last night, the blood was hula, if you want to say that this thing should be Jinshan's business, I knew that it was good to call this guy to go, carry the corpse, you go......" Liu Daming's legs were very big, smelled the millet porridge that had no fragrance at all, and looked at the dough cake with disgust, and his mouth was full of displeasure.

"Da Ming, let's do it together in a while, you just look at it, I'm sorry for last night's incident. Ding Fan didn't want to be damaged by his endless losses, so he quickly explained the law.

"Dingzi, go and see, fry some sauce, put some meat, it is said that last night's incident was over, Lao Wan and we have to drink some wine to get rid of bad luck, the bureau is not short of this money." Liu Daming took the opportunity to instruct him to get some delicious food.

Ding Fan originally walked to the empty seat beside him, he stretched out one leg, and said condescendingly: "If you don't listen to me, you will slap the horse, and when you wait for the scene, I have to follow the captain of the bureau chief, our king of guns is not covered." ”

Ma Longfei glared at Liu Daming a few times, but he didn't expect this guy to seem like he didn't look at it, and he reluctantly called Ding Fan to add vegetables.

At this moment, Li Dayi came in with Kan Liang covered in dew.

Kan Liang stomped his feet at the door and scolded bad luck, damn it and the like, Li Dayi wiped his face and said anxiously: "Ma Bureau, the earth advocates that Zhiwen is dead!"

Zhang Zhiwen is dead?

Ma Longfei was surprised and didn't speak for a long time, gently put down the rice bowl, didn't move his lips for a long time, and said softly: "Where is it?"

In the middle of the night, Li Dayi took Kan Liang, changed into civilian clothes, and began to wander around the Galaxy Song Hall, and when he saw the three of them entering in the distance, he was just observing in place to see if he could take the opportunity to sneak out again.

When they found that there was no major chaos inside, they continued to split up and began to investigate along several roads.

"In the canal at the intersection leading to Tacheng County, the big landlord is lying inside, next to a dilapidated Xiali car, some cash, five times. Send a handful, there are a lot of bullets, the bullets are not loaded, no one hears the gunshot, he should have met someone who got out of the car, and something happened, this dead fat man, he was shot in the neck......" Li Dayi said about the situation of the on-site investigation, pointed at Kan Liang and added: "Da Kan, you will make up the transcript in a while, and then take Lao Wan to measure the location, it is best to dissect this guy and see if there is anything else." ”

"You ...... Damn the big landlord...... "Ma Longfei chewed on the things in his mouth, and the rice particles he said were flying all over his mouth, and his face was full of anger.

Tossed around all night last night, many things were investigated around Zhang Zhiwen, and at the same time sent people to find this guy, but I didn't expect to find a corpse, it was a provocation by the underworld, evil, and a slap in the face, no wonder Ma Longfei was in a hurry.

If it goes on like this, the criminals are likely to rush directly into the task force and surprise them.

Dignity is not to be despised!

When he looked at the faces of these people one by one, Song Mide's eyes were on the empty bowl of porridge after drinking, as if he was thinking about which link went wrong, Ma Longfei asked coldly: "Song Laomi, who can do this?"

Song Mide's immersed thinking was suddenly woken up, as if a person in a dream woke up, and said slowly: "Aren't I thinking......

After all, he is the director of the old generation, although Ma Longfei's eyes were dissatisfied, he did not continue to ask, and then looked down, and when he arrived at Liu Daming, this guy shook his shiny hair, and said vigorously: "Director, isn't this a louse on a bald head?" It must be a white wolf, they are mortal enemies, this guy hasn't shown up for a long time, the ruffians have said that they haven't seen him for several days, more than a dozen informants I have cultivated, I have reported several times, this guy must be hiding, the middleman has passed the word, someone has seen him, wandering around the mountains, carrying bullets and wine jugs, he must be preparing to kill the big landlord, think about it, Chen Beishan is now unconscious, all of them are vegetative, if he doesn't find this beam, can he swallow this breath? If you change it to you, do you think you can bear it?"

This guy said, slowly stood up, looked around, meaning that you are not convinced, how authoritative my analysis is.

"There is this possibility, and from the point of view of uniqueness and exclusivity, no one has such a big enmity with the big and small landlords, isn't this a typical vendetta and a fierce fight between criminals......? That's my view. Ren Jie, who was across the seat from him, echoed.

But Ding Fan verified his judgment from his hesitant demeanor: Liu Daming said that people from all walks of life, this guy is bragging except for snacks, saying that he contacts informants everywhere, which is absolutely impossible.