When Liu Jianming took a broom and a mop to clean up at Ah Zheng's bedside, he just turned his back and lowered his head, and out of the corner of his eye, he suddenly saw that Ah Zheng seemed to have thrown something to the ground.

"What the hell is this guy doing?" Liu Jianming thought to himself, then glanced sideways at his cheeks, and saw two cigarettes on the ground at his feet.

Ah Zheng immediately shouted, his hands raised high, just like the appearance of elementary school students when they were scrambling to speak.

"Director, Director, I'm going to report. This guy has a cigarette on him. ”

Mad Dog was sitting at the desk there writing something, and when he heard someone making a small move on his own territory, he immediately threw away the pen in his hand, Hula stood up, and the cross-eyed under the small glasses began to search.

"Who is it? Where is it? He screamed, and his voice was very girly.

Ah Zheng immediately exaggeratedly pointed his finger at Liu Jianming's scum and said, "Director, it's him, it's him!" ”

"her mother, as soon as the lady told him not to hide contraband, he put on my way, and the lady had to give him a little color." The mad dog came over scolding, with his hands in his white coat like a doctor with nerve problems, and his Mandarin was extremely non-standard, and he also said that Lao Tzu was a lady.

He walked to Ah Zheng's bedside, and his eyes locked on the two white cigarettes with yellow filters on the ground next to Liu Jianming's feet.

The curly hair on his head immediately exploded, and his gaze moved from the cigarette on the ground to Liu Jianming's face, locking his eyes.

Then his right hand was taken out of the white coat, and with a big slap, he screamed: "Is there anything else, take it out!" ”

The rest of the melon-eating people in the ward immediately turned their eyes over, and their faces were full of gloating expressions of watching the show, and whispers of hippie smiles.

However, Liu Jianming had a very calm expression on his face, he put down the broom in his hand, leaned on his thigh, and then stretched out his two arms to make a very American shrug movement, and said: "This is not mine, and I don't have an entrainment on me, if you don't believe the supervisor, you can search it yourself." ”

Mad Dog showed a suspicious expression, his eyes off Liu Jianming's eyes began to scan the neighborhood again, and finally stopped on the face of the prisoner on the No. 14 hospital bed behind him.

The prisoner's face was very fleshy, his eyes were not big, and the expression on his face was born like that of Maitreya Buddha, and his age looked not small, at least fifty years old.

The mad dog pointed at his face and screamed, "You, just you, come and search his body for me." ”

"Director, I have a stomach ache and want to throw up, I ...... I couldn't move, I was afraid I would throw up. His Maitreya Buddha-like face showed a sick look, as if he was really not pretending.

Liu Jianming suddenly felt that his appearance was very familiar, especially like a person, and after thinking about it for a long time, he finally remembered.

Isn't this bitter and bitter old guy who still looks like a smile is the villain Qin Huanxi in the Apostle Walker-Brother Huanxi.

It seems that he is also an undercover agent.

But no matter how much there is about Brother Huanxi, Liu Jianming doesn't know.

This has nothing to do with the systematic memory talent of the past and present lives, the TV series of the Apostle Walker was originally watched by jumping and watching, where can I remember it clearly after such a long time.

Liu Jianming knew that he was an undercover agent like himself, and he didn't know what the purpose of putting this old guy undercover was.

Just a few seconds after thinking about things, the mad dog saw Qin Huanxi pretending to push and shove, and immediately took out his other hand from the white coat, and his hand crossed his waist to fight with the eighth woman, and his saliva sprayed wildly at him:

"I'll let you search, and you'll search! What are you doing with it? If you don't get up yet, let the lady invite you personally? Do you want the lady to make you a pair of eight-lift sedan chairs? ”

Qin Huanxi looked helpless, he struggled to get up holding his stomach, got out of bed and staggered to Liu Jianming.

"Offended." Qin Huanxi said, looking very bitter.

"It's fine." Liu Jianming said that he was so close, and he just had the opportunity to observe Brother Huanxi carefully, and the more he looked at it, the more he sighed in his heart.

The life of an undercover agent can make a good person like this, Brother Huanxi is so old, and he has to endure the double torture of illness and soul and squat in prison, I really don't know what kind of obsession he has in his heart to insist on him doing this.

Compared to Brother Huanxi, this bit of suffering is nothing.

Thinking about things, Qin Huanxi had already searched himself up and down. He replied to Mad Dog, "Director, there's nothing on him. After saying that, he covered his stomach, and his throat was still rumbling, and his whole body was shaking uncontrollably.

"Alright, alright. You go back to your bed. The mad dog waved his hand like a fly.

"Thank you, Director." Qin Huanxi thanked and staggered to his hospital bed.

Mad Dog was obviously dissatisfied with this result, he moved his gaze to Liu Jianming's eyes again, pointed to the two cigarettes on the ground, and asked, "It's not yours, whose is it?" ”

Liu Jianming looked at Ah Zheng.

Ah Zheng was lying on the hospital bed, looking like a dead pig was not afraid of boiling water, and whistled.

The mad dog glared at him.

Ah Zheng immediately became a well-behaved elementary school student.

Liu Jianming looked at him and said, "This cigarette is his, and he deliberately threw it on the ground to frame me." ”

"Huh?!"

The mad dog immediately snorted from between his teeth, and the small glasses locked onto Ah Zheng.

"Hey! Ay! Ay! Ay! Ah Zheng immediately sat up straight, pointed at Liu Jianming with his hand, and said with an exaggerated expression: "Don't spew blood, you said that I framed you, so who saw it?" He stood up on the bed, looked around, stretched his arms like little swallows a few times, and said condescendingly, "Who can prove it?" ”

There was silence around, and all the people who ate melons looked like they had nothing to do with themselves.

Liu Jianming knew that it was not because no one saw that they didn't speak, but because they caused trouble and affected the vast majority of people, but they didn't receive any punishment at all.

"Sit down!" Mad Dog scolded.

Ah Zheng sat on the bed with a swish, the bed creaked, and his eyes glanced at Liu Jianming, looking proud.

Mad Dog's little glasses turned back again, turned to Liu Jianming's face, and said: "If no one proves it, these two strands on the ground are yours, go, follow me to the Mishap Department to write a report!" As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and pulled Liu Jianming.

Ah Zhengwan smiled and secretly made a gesture that succeeded in his treacherous scheme.

Liu Jianming pulled his shoulders and said, "Why? If no one proves it, I must have done it? Someone killed someone next to you and fled, and no one proved it to you, then you did it? ”

"What did you say?!" The mad dog screamed, and the eyes under the small glasses seemed to be able to eat people.

However, Liu Jianming looked like he was not soaked in oil and salt.

"Director, I can prove that this has nothing to do with him." A voice came from behind him.