Chapter 58: Identity Shouldn't Be Simple

The next day, Tan Wenlin packed up his things and prepared to go to the anti-drug brigade, when he walked out of the room and walked towards the elevator, he found a notebook with a black cover in the corner at the end of the corridor.

Tan Wenlin looked left and right, but didn't find anyone passing by.

"Whose is this?" Tan Wenlin picked up the notebook and found that the notebook was very old, and the cover was already a little tattered, but it was locked with a lock.

"Is this man really strange, a broken notebook is also locked?" Tan Wenlin shook his head, turned around and entered the elevator, and came downstairs, ready to hand over the notebook to the lobby service staff.

When he arrived at the reception desk in the lobby, he found two people in jackets standing in front of the reception, the older of whom was in his forties, frowning, and the young man looked anxious, talking to the waiter at the reception of the hotel.

When Tan Wenlin saw the middle-aged man's eyes, he couldn't help but jump in his heart, that person's eyes were too sharp, as if he could see through people's hearts.

The two didn't notice Tan Wenlin coming down and continued to talk to the waiter.

"Waiter, I picked up a notebook, which guest should have thrown it away, put it here for you, wait and see if anyone comes to pick it up." Tan Wenlin handed the notebook to the waiter.

"Ah, this notebook is ours." The young man who was talking to the waiter immediately said excitedly when he saw the notebook handed out by Tan Wenlin, and was about to take it from Tan Wenlin's hand.

Tan Wenlin frowned, retracted his hand, and did not let the young man take the notebook.

"What's the matter with you? Casually saying that this notebook belongs to you, is there any evidence? Tan Wenlin asked.

"This notebook is ours, what evidence do you want...... When the young man saw that Tan Wenlin didn't give him the notebook, he immediately became anxious and shouted with a red face.

"Xiao Zhou." The middle-aged man next to the young man stopped him, and then looked at Tan Wenlin and said kindly: "This notebook is indeed ours, I have the key to this notebook." ”

As he spoke, the middle-aged man took out a small key and handed it to Tan Wenlin, Tan Wenlin took the key and twisted it, and sure enough, it was opened.

Tan Wenlin smiled embarrassedly, and handed the notebook to the young man.

"Thankfully, the notebook was recovered." When the young man saw Tan Wenlin handing him the notebook, he immediately took it excitedly and held it firmly in his arms, as if someone would rob him.

Tan Wenlin couldn't help but be amused by the young man's actions, a broken notebook, can he use it like a treasure?

"Hehe, this notebook is very important to me, I have recorded many important things on it, you know that you have a poor memory when you are old, only when you write it in this notebook, you will not forget." The middle-aged man also noticed Tan Wenlin's expression, so he said with a smile.

Tan Wenlin nodded, left the hotel, and went straight to the anti-drug brigade.

In the anti-drug brigade, the leading policeman of his farm that day was in the office, he saw Tan Wenlin knocking on the door and coming in, he couldn't help frowning, and before Tan Wenlin could ask, he said angrily: "The case is still under investigation, you can come back after a while." ”

Tan Wenlin saw that the other party was not polite, and said angrily: "You are so slow to handle the case?" Who will accompany me for the loss of my farm? ”

When the police officer in charge heard this, he threw his Chinese piece on his desk and said sharply: "We can use you to teach us to handle cases!" ”

Tan Wenlin said coldly: "There is always a time limit for handling cases, right?" Is it just dragging on? ”

"Hmph, don't worry, if the case is not completed by the time limit, we will let the procuratorate extend it, you just wait." The leading policeman glared at Tan Wenlin and sneered.

"You're ......!" Tan Wenlin suddenly became angry, "Okay, just for your attitude today, I will definitely reconsider this case, and even appeal, you can wait." With that, Tan Wenlin slammed the door and left.

When the leading policeman heard Tan Wenlin's words, his face suddenly changed.

He got up and went to the door to look left and right, and when he saw that there was no one, he closed the door, picked up the phone on his desk and dialed a number.

"Hello?" A man's voice came from the other end.

"It's troublesome now, Tan Wenlin came here just now, and he said that he wanted to reconsider or even appeal this case." The lead policeman said.

"If you appeal, we will appeal, we have sufficient evidence, and we are afraid that he will not succeed." The man on the other end said lightly.

"The bad is here, just a minute before Tan Wenlin came, I got the news that the three addicts and drug boys temporarily retracted their confessions, saying that your secretary asked them to frame Tan Wenlin."

When the man heard this, he immediately exclaimed in shock, "What? Really? ”

After receiving an affirmative reply from the police leader, the man scolded: "This guy who has not done enough things must have failed to give the money in place, and the three of them retracted their confessions." I'll deal with this matter, you drag Tan Wenlin first. ”

As he spoke, the other end hurriedly hung up the phone.

The leading policeman put down the phone, sat there with a gloomy face, and after a long time, muttered: "Damn, I knew that Tan Wenlin was so difficult, I shouldn't have waded into this troubled water in the first place." ”

Tan Wenlin got out of the anti-drug brigade, exhaled, held back his anger, and walked to the hotel, thinking about the next step to reconsider the appeal.

As soon as he entered the hotel, he heard someone shouting to him: "Little brother." ”

Tan Wenlin raised his eyes to see that it was the two people who threw their notebooks in the morning, and it was the sharp-eyed middle-aged man who shouted to him, and the two of them were sitting and drinking tea at the tea house next to the lobby at this time.

Tan Wenlin walked over and nodded politely.

"Little brother, please take a seat." The middle-aged man asked Tan Wenlin to sit down, and asked with a smile: "Little brother, I haven't said thank you for the morning yet." ”

Tan Wenlin shook his head and said, "You're welcome, my name is Tan Wenlin." ”

"Tan Wenlin?" When the middle-aged man heard this, he showed a thoughtful expression, "This name is very familiar, what do you do?" ”

Tan Wenlin said that he was from Nantou Town, Hongjiang County, and now he runs a farm.

The middle-aged man slapped the table and smiled: "I just remembered, did you save a pair of siblings from the fire two years ago?" It was published in the newspaper at the time, and I was quite impressed, by the way, I saw that you looked preoccupied, is there any trouble? ”

Tan Wenlin shook his head, took the tea cup handed over by the middle-aged man, and did not speak.

The middle-aged man said sincerely: "Little brother, if you can trust me, you can talk about what you encountered, I don't dare to say how knowledgeable you are, but after all, if you live a few more years, maybe you can solve your doubts." “

When Tan Wenlin heard this, his heart moved, these two people don't listen to the accent like locals, and they look at the calm temperament of the middle-aged man, the identity should not be simple, especially the sharp eyes of the middle-aged man, which makes people feel at ease and frightening.

Your own business is not a secret matter, and it doesn't hurt to talk about it.

So Tan Wenlin told him how someone reported how his farm was closed and how the anti-drug brigade dragged on for time and did not handle it.

The middle-aged man had been listening attentively, but he had not immediately expressed his opinion.

It wasn't until Tan Wenlin finished speaking that he frowned and nodded, and then asked, "What are you going to do next?" ”

Tan Wenlin said that he planned to reconsider the next step, but the reconsideration did not lead to an appeal.

The middle-aged man said: "Yes, you should appeal, if this matter is really as you said, there are indeed a lot of doubts." ”