When Zhou Qi was inspecting the scene, his eyes always glanced at Jiang Futing intentionally or unintentionally, and he almost stuck to him.

Jiang Futing had long expected this result, and he stood at the door of the house leisurely, waiting for these people to finish the on-site work.

He can hold his breath, but Zhou Qi can't hold his breath!

He Zhou Qi is not Yan Fang, no matter how many turns and eighteen turns in his heart, he can gather into a strange arrogance on his face.

He can't hide his thoughts, he can only go straight, and it will look a little clumsy if he hides it.

It's just that no matter how much he asks, he will be beaten back by Jiang Futing like Tai Chi, and if he can't get it, he can only take it back to the bureau and let his boss demote him.

After Jiang Futing got into the police car, his nerves were tense all night, and he suddenly unloaded his burden, with an indescribable sense of lightness.

As soon as his body relaxed, he could no longer hold back the overwhelming roll, and the police car was indeed more comfortable than the minibus in terms of comfort and smell, so he fell asleep after sitting for a while.

Every time he is overdrawn, his body will automatically enter the sleep mechanism, which is also a kind of cultivation, but every time his physical and mental strength is replenished, he will wake up on his own.

As a result, after being brought back, the policemen couldn't wake him up, and thought that something was wrong with the people, so they hurriedly called the medical staff over.

After checking back and forth a few times, he found that there was no physical problem, and after a brief understanding of the situation at the scene, the medical staff concluded in an old-fashioned manner: "That is, the psychological quality is too poor, and I am scared and dizzy." ”

By the time Jiang Futing woke up, it was almost afternoon the next day.

He slowly opened his eyes and found himself lying on a simple folding single bed, his arms and legs sore and swollen as soon as he moved.

He squeezed his shoulders. While struggling to get out of bed, he still hadn't figured out how he had come here.

A small policeman who was sitting at his desk guarding him happened to be looking at him, and then rushed out with excitement like a ghost, howling at the top of his voice: "Wake up!" Team Yan, people are awake! ”

Jiang Futing was not awake yet, but he was completely woken up by his voice.

Then he was taken into the interrogation room by Yan Fang very neatly, sat on a hard bench, faced the iron railing, and the dazzling high-wattage incandescent lamps on both sides were on his face, and he was treated as a proper suspect.

He squinted at the intense light, and only raised his head after a short while, his gaze ghosting under the stimulation of the light, and he shook a few times before they reunited.

Yan Fang tapped the table twice with his fingertips, Jiang Futing looked at him when he heard the sound, and his deep eagle eyes reflected in his sight.

Zhou Qi had a kind of eyebrows that were about to regain his self-esteem, and he was in a good mood to turn over the book and prepare to record.

In silence, invisible pressure enveloped the entire interrogation room.

When the atmosphere reached a fixed point, Yan Fang suddenly slapped the table, shocking Zhou Qi's pen cap in his hand twice, which was completely different from the last time he spoke.

Jiang Futing raised his eyebrows, and couldn't help but look at him a few more times.

Is this a trick to pry his mouth?

Yan Fang saw that he was not frightened at all, and his face was a little unhappy: "What did you do in Zhushan Village yesterday?" ”

Jiang Futing indifferently replied according to Bai Tang's guidance, not to mention that he couldn't be a lie, and he didn't have any good intentions: "Find someone." ”

"Who's looking for?" Yan Fang's observational eyes fell on him all the time.

Jiang Futing looked at him knowingly: "Zhang Yan." ”

He was suddenly so straightforward that the two people sitting on the other side of the railing were a little surprised, Yan Fang didn't think that this person was able to cooperate with his brain, and his fingers tapped on the table again: "What are you looking for her to do?" ”

Jiang Futing was silent, sat calmly, and began his old routine: "I don't know. ”

"I don't know?" Yan Fang seemed to be listening to a joke, with a look of disbelief, and smiled lightly, "I don't know what you're looking for her?" Judging from each of your information, the two of you have nothing to do with each other. ”

"A friend of mine asked me to find it." Jiang Futing said calmly.

"Who is your friend?" Yan Fang is like an old wolf hunting, persevering.

Jiang Futing was silent again, twisting his fingers, pondering Bai Tang's daily routine, and suddenly asked, "What time is it?" ”

When Zhou Qi heard this, he immediately put on momentum and said, "When I ask you, don't interrupt!" ”

Jiang Futing didn't reply to him, and looked at Yan Fang without impatience.

Yan Fang didn't say anything, but in his heart he thought that this little ghost couldn't hold it anymore, so he diverted the topic to make excuses for himself.

He gave Zhou Qi a look and asked him the time, he put his mobile phone on the desk, and he couldn't see the time.

"Thirty-forty." Zhou Qi opened his mouth incomprehensibly, not understanding why his captain was suddenly so easy to speak.

Jiang Futing's fingers paused, is it so late?

According to Bai Tang's style, he should have come to fish an hour or two ago, could he still ask someone to come?

Just when he was wondering what Bai Tang was paying attention to, the little policeman on duty outside suddenly came and knocked on the door.

Before Yan Fang could let go of his mouth, the door of the interrogation room was pushed open by the little policeman without authorization.

Yan Fang happened to be in a bad mood, and he was hit by someone, and his temper came up: "What's the matter?" Now there are no rules at all! Isn't it? ”

"No, Team Yan." The little policeman was obviously afraid of him and was frightened by him, but he was in a hurry to hide behind the door and wink: "Yes, it's a call from the director." ”

Jiang Futing's heartbeat suddenly suddenly, and he looked at the little policeman at the door suspiciously.

The little policeman somehow happened to catch eye with him, and he was quite afraid to move away immediately, feeling that he couldn't make sense of Yan Fang, so he had no choice but to look at Zhou Qi.

Zhou Qi turned his head again to ask for Yan Fang's opinion.

Yan Fang waved his hand impatiently: "What are you going to ask about?" ”

Zhou Qi hurriedly walked to the door, and the little policeman explained to him with relief.

Jiang Futing only saw that Zhou Qi was very serious at first, and then he couldn't hide his surprised expression, so he looked directly at him, and then sat back in his position like a lightning strike.

He settled down, and then relayed it to Yan Fang close to his ear.

Yan Fang's brows tightened more and more, and he suddenly showed a completely different side.

His anger welled up in his head, and these were the things he despised the most

Relationship households!

Suddenly leaning back in the chair, Yan Fang's body burst out with a strong momentum, and when he looked over, he almost used his eyes to put Jiang Futing on the wall, and said in a sloppy manner: "What about the director, when the case comes to me, I can go through whatever procedures I want!" ”

As soon as he finished speaking, as if to confirm his words, the knock on the door sounded again, and Jiang Futing's afterglow found through the small window that it was the little policeman just now.

He didn't make any recklessness in this way, and waited obediently outside after knocking, but the anxiety on his face was a little unbearable.

Yan Fang's head was hanging on the chair and tilted his head, and he muttered impatiently: "There's still no end!" ”

But the people outside the door have just finished instructing the director of the bureau, and he can't deliberately hang people now, in case it is long, and when the time comes, he will have to make a fuss.

"Enter!" He reluctantly brought people in.

Facts have proved that he made the right choice!

The little policeman walked in with a restrained expression, and this time he whispered something in Yan Fang's ear.

Then, the originally arrogant and unkempt man suddenly became extraordinarily serious, and his obedient appearance became much more serious.

After the little policeman finished relaying his words, Yan Fang glanced at Jiang Futing meaningfully, and all the indifference just now was completely wiped out.

Jiang Futing's face was still calm and indifferent, and he began to beat the drum inexplicably in his heart, until he walked to the hall and met Bai Tang who was sitting on a stool and greeted him with a smile.

He suddenly understood in his heart, but he didn't understand how he could have anything to do with the director.

Bai Tang obviously didn't plan to elaborate, stood up and patted him on the shoulder with both hands, "It's okay, just don't have fewer arms and legs!" ”

As soon as he said this, he didn't feel like he was here to fish for people, but more like greeting someone who had just crawled out of the battlefield after going through a thousand difficulties and dangers.

He was deliberately distracting himself.

Since he didn't want to mention it, Jiang Futing's question finally stuffed back into his stomach, but it was as hard to swallow as bran pickles.

Bai Tang saw that he wanted to speak and stopped, and he didn't know which nerve he had wrong, so he suddenly relented, "You can ask if you want, it's actually nothing." ”

Jiang Futing looked at him suspiciously.

He couldn't notice the lack of time in the past, but after the two of them had been together for so long, he could find very clearly that as long as the things mentioned might have something to do with the past, Bai Tang would immediately make an evasive attitude.

Either you are confused and pretending to be stupid, or you just don't talk about it.

Bai Tang rarely opened his heart, but he questioned it, and suddenly felt that his heart was clogged with mush, and then he shook his face and left.

"What do you love!"

Jiang Futing didn't expect to provoke such a big reaction from him, and strode forward to grab him, "I didn't mean that!" ”

may have been too anxious to speak in a loud voice, and the surrounding policemen turned their heads to look at the two people.

Jiang Futing tensed his body in embarrassment, trying to walk as freely as possible, and only then did he withdraw his eyes that focused on them.

Only then did he suppress his voice and explain to Bai Tang, "I thought it was ......"

But this kind of show of weakness is straight

Bai's care, he felt his tongue knot in the middle of his speech, and he couldn't figure it out.

"Why?" Bai Tang had just been angry with him, and seeing that he was not good at words at this time, he naturally wouldn't let it go easily.

Jiang Futing suddenly looked at him intently, put a smile in his eyes, and said very seriously what he wouldn't say before, "I thought you would be embarrassed." ”

This time it was Bai Tang's turn to look a little uncomfortable, and he grinned, "How can you think so?" ”

Jiang Futing retracted his gaze, anyway, if those words were too distracted, it was impossible to squeeze a few more words.

He, "Guess." ”

After speaking, he was very stiff and went back to the topic just now, "What did you just tell them?" ”

"It's not me who said it, it's just for someone who can say it to do it for me." Bai Tang said and took out a small army-green notebook from his pocket, and mysteriously hid it for him to see.

It's about the same size as a student ID, and it looks like it's been sitting for a long time, with crooked creases on the skin and a raw edge on the corners.

Jiang Futing saw the words printed on the cover through his hidden hand: National Special Task Force.

His face immediately turned strange.

The person on the side seemed to see his mind at a glance, and opened it for him, it was a document card, the name of the job was very formal, and the introduction was clear, and the card was covered with a holographic anti-counterfeiting film.

The above issuance dates are all twenty years old.

It was difficult for him to judge for a while, whether Bai Tang was joking or serious......

"Issued by the judicial unit, provincial and department-level treatment, you don't believe that you can use this to swipe the card." Bai Tang also deliberately emphasized it in his ear.

Jiang Futing: "......" can't be, he doesn't think it's necessary.

(End of chapter)