Siheyuan: I have a mental illness

In an office building in Sijiu City.

Inside Pan Dalong's office, Pan Dalong was wearing a neat combat uniform and sitting upright in a chair.

He was playing with an antique pistol in his hand, his face calm and it was hard to tell whether he was angry or happy.

A young man who looked to be in his thirties was standing in front of Pan Dalong's desk. He was very gentle and wore a pair of black-framed glasses.

He is also fair and clean, and his clothes are neat and tidy.

The young man said: "Chief, Ye Fan's matter doesn't seem to be that simple."

Pan Dalong waved his hand and said, "It's not that complicated. I'm curious how Han Guangcheng dared to do that. Did he live a comfortable life for too long and become stupid? He left my little Fanzi behind and went to find Zhang Tianquan's rubbish son."

The young man smiled and said, "Commander, you may not understand this. I just got the news. In the early years of the Anti-Japanese War, Zhang Tianquan carried Han Guangcheng out of the pile of dead bodies, otherwise Han Guangcheng would have died long ago.

Later, Han Guangcheng worked his way up to his current position, and Zhang Tianquan often sucked Han Guangcheng's blood. "

Pan Dalong laughed, nodded and said: "Is this the reason why he is making things difficult for my little Fanzi? Very good! Over the years, I have found that this group of people are indeed a little arrogant. Go down and investigate thoroughly.

I want to know everything Zhang Tianquan has done over the years, no matter whether it is good or bad. Moreover, you should be personally responsible for Xiao Fanzi's affairs and don't make it too difficult for Xiao Fanzi. Ever since the child was injured, he has not been close to me.

This time you insisted on changing jobs, and now you are being bullied! "

The young man smiled and said, "Commander, Ye Fan doesn't want to embarrass you. If no one died this time, I don't think Ye Fan would have contacted you on his own initiative."

Pan Dalong nodded and smiled, saying: "Since Xiao Fanzi contacted me, I must help Xiao Fanzi vent his anger. After you go down, anyone who has any connection with Zhang Tianquan will be arrested. I don't care about your process, I only look at the results, understand?"

Upon hearing this, the young man stood up straight, saluted Pan Dalong, and shouted, "Yes, Chief."

After the young man saluted and left, Pan Dalong raised his lips slightly and said to himself: "You little bastard, you can't even handle such a big thing. You have been with me for so many years in vain."

Before Ye Fan finished his meal at Han Guangcheng's house, people from the Public Security Bureau arrived. However, the police were still very polite.

Don’t be influenced by the plots on TV. The real reality is the ways of the world.

After Ye Fan finished his meal, Han Guangcheng said to Ye Fan: "I will go to the Public Security Bureau with you later. Don't worry too much. After all, no one will bother with a fool."

Ye Fan was stunned when he heard this, and then complained, "You are the fool, your whole family is a fool. Damn, you are playing tricks on me."

Han Yuying held Ye Fan's hand tightly and asked nervously, "Brother Ye Fan, will everything be alright?"

Ye Fan looked at Han Yuying, smiled faintly, shook his head and said: "Don't worry! Uncle Pan has never had any problems with what he promised me."

After hearing what Ye Fan said, Han Yuying nodded, but anyone could see the worry on her face.

Han Guangcheng looked at his daughter, sighed, and said, "Just stay at home! It won't be of much help if you go."

Han Yuying frowned when she heard this, and looked at Han Guangcheng unconvinced and said: "Who said that? I am a police officer and a witness, why can't I go?"

As soon as Han Yuying finished speaking, several police officers came towards Ye Fan holding copper handcuffs.

Ye Fan frowned and said, "I think this is unnecessary! I'm not running away."

Han Yuying frowned when she saw the handcuffs the police took out.

Han Guangcheng pointed at the handcuffs and said, "We don't need these anymore, put them away!"

Several police officers looked at each other, and one of them, who was not very old, said, "This is against the rules."

Han Guangcheng was displeased when he heard this and said, "Rules are dead, but people are alive."

An old policeman quickly said, "Just do as Director Han said!"

Han Guangcheng is the director of the Personnel Bureau, in charge of the allocation and management of administrative personnel. If you offend him, what if your relatives are given a hard time when they are assigned a job in the future? Human relations, human relations.

(In 1959, the Personnel Bureau of the State Council was abolished and the Personnel Bureau of the Ministry of Internal Affairs was established. There is evidence to prove this, so please don’t criticize me.)

Ye Fan followed his comrades from the Public Security Bureau and arrived at the bureau, where he saw the young man who was in Pan Dalong's office. He was standing at the gate of the Public Security Bureau, waiting for Ye Fan.

This young man's name is Zhou Zhanling, he is 32 years old, 8 years older than Ye Fan.

He is now Pan Dalong's administrative secretary, responsible for Pan Dalong's daily work.

After getting off the car, Ye Fan shook hands with Zhou Zhanling and said with a smile: "Brother Zhou, why are you here?"

Zhou Zhanling looked at Ye Fan from head to toe, a little puzzled, and asked: "Ye Fan, why do I feel that you have grown taller and stronger?"

Upon hearing this, Ye Fan put his arm around Zhou Zhanling's shoulders and said, "Don't change the subject. Why are you here at the Public Security Bureau?"

Why did Ye Fan grow taller and stronger? It was because of the system enhancement.

Zhou Zhanling looked at Ye Fan and smiled, saying: "You ask even though you know the answer. But I see that you are much better this time than last time. At that time you still had headaches all the time." As he said that, he used his arm to push Ye Fan back.

Ye Fan understood instantly, covered his forehead, and shouted exaggeratedly: "Brother Zhou, my head hurts again? Ah! Ah! Ah! It hurts, it really hurts."

Looking at Ye Fan's exaggerated and perfunctory attitude, Zhou Zhanling curled his lips and said to the people around him: "Why are you still standing there? Can't you see that Ye Fan's old injury on his head has recurred? Send Ye Fan to the hospital quickly."

The police officer who brought Ye Fan back was dumbfounded, thinking to himself, can you act any more fake?

Are you worried that we can't see it?

At this time, a special car for combat personnel drove over and was about to take Ye Fan away.

The police officers were not happy. We just brought the people back, and you are going to take them away now? You won't even enter the gate of the Public Security Bureau?

Several police officers came over and said, "Comrade, Ye Fan is a suspect we need to interrogate. You can't take him away."

Zhou Zhanling looked at the police officer who was speaking, took out a piece of paper, handed it to him, and said: "Ye Fan has an old injury on his head. Now the old injury has relapsed and he needs medical treatment. If Ye Fan does not go to the hospital in time and something happens, who will be responsible? Come and write your name for me."

The public security officer didn't know what to do after hearing this. Could he write this? Did he dare to write it? What if Ye Fan died? Would he have to pay for his life?

A younger police officer said: "Which department are you from? Who told you to stop the police vehicle here?"

Zhou Zhanling looked at the police officer who was speaking as if he were an idiot and said, "Are all the officers under Director Zhou so brave?"