Siheyuan came through and sent Jia Zhang to prison

Ma Xin raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a faint smile, and said softly: "I have basically moved all the things here, Director He, thank you so much today! If it weren't for your help, I couldn't handle all this by myself."

He Feng smiled and nodded, then began to tour the room briefly. After all, this was a woman's boudoir, so he couldn't look at it too carefully, so he just glanced at it roughly. However, at this moment, his eyes were suddenly attracted by something - it was a samurai sword from the Sakura Country, quietly leaning against the wall.

He Feng was a little surprised, but he still walked towards the knife. When he got closer, he turned to look at Ma Xin and asked curiously, "Expert Ma, excuse me for asking, why do you have such a samurai sword from the Land of Sakura in your home?"

Ma Xin heard this without any expression on his face, and answered very naturally: "Oh, this sword, because my father was a regiment commander in those days, and he fought bravely on the battlefield, and he captured this samurai sword from the Sakura Country and kept it as a souvenir of victory."

After hearing this, He Feng nodded thoughtfully and looked at the knife again. Indeed, in that era, many people would collect items seized from the enemy as trophies. Therefore, he did not think there was anything wrong with Ma Xin's explanation.

Then, He Feng stopped paying attention to the samurai sword and enthusiastically helped Ma Xin clean up the house. Time passed quickly, and before he knew it, the sky outside the window gradually darkened.

He Feng looked out the window, then turned back to Ma Xin and said, "Ma Xin, it's getting late, where are you going to have dinner tonight?"

Ma Xin smiled lightly and replied with a bit of helplessness: "Well, to be honest, I'm not very good at cooking, and I usually just make do with a bite. So today, I was thinking of just drinking some water later."

He Feng heard this and quickly waved his hands, and said seriously: "How can that be possible? You can't skip dinner at night, your health is important!"

He Feng originally wanted to go out to buy vegetables, but it was getting late and there was no place to sell vegetables. Ma Xin smiled and naturally understood what He Feng was thinking: "Director He, forget it, there is no place to sell vegetables at this time."

He Feng stood at the window. If he looked carefully, he could see the entrance of the Public Security Bureau from here, but He Feng did not think much about it. After all, it was most likely a coincidence.

He Feng smiled and said, "Come with me. We in the Public Security Bureau have to deal with a lot of things. Sometimes when it's late, we go there to eat. It can be regarded as a temporary base for us."

Ma Xinben shook his head: "Forget it, Director He, it's not worth the trouble for me. It doesn't matter if I go hungry all night. I will go buy some vegetables when I get off work tomorrow, and then I can cook for myself."

As soon as Ma Xin finished speaking, her stomach started to growl and her face turned red, after all, she was speaking in front of a man.

He Feng naturally knew that Ma Xin was embarrassed, so he smiled and said, "Well, people are made of iron and rice is made of steel. If you don't eat for a meal, you will be hungry. If you can't fill your stomach, you can't do anything."

Afterwards, Ma Xin followed He Feng closely and headed towards the mysterious stronghold. At this moment, the time was not too late, around five o'clock in the afternoon. However, since it was winter, the days were short and the nights fell early, so the streets were already quite deserted, with few pedestrians.

He Feng led Ma Xin to a small house with ease. After stopping, he turned around and said to Ma Xin with a smile: "Ma Xin, this is our secret base! Moreover, it is also the place where we policemen can solve the problem of food and clothing after get off work. I have to mention that the chefs here are quite skilled!"

This restaurant was opened after He Feng came here, and it can be considered a small benefit for the people in the Public Security Bureau.

Ma Xin nodded with interest and asked curiously, "Who is this chef?"

He Feng smiled warmly and replied, "Let me tell you, this chef is actually a member of our Public Security Bureau. He is alone and helpless, so he is quite pitiful. So we discussed and built a small restaurant for him. This way, he can show his cooking skills, provide us with delicious food, and chat with him to relieve his boredom."

Before he finished speaking, the two walked into the house side by side. At this time, the store was empty. After all, the space was limited, and there were only three tables in total. Just as Ma Xin opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something, he saw the chef of the restaurant slowly walking out from the back kitchen.

This is a middle-aged man who looks to be in his forties, with a medium build and a slightly weathered face. What is striking is that his left leg is slightly lame, but this does not affect his ease and agility in movement. Seeing He Feng coming, the chef came forward and greeted him warmly: "Director, you are finally here! Who is...?"

He Feng briefly introduced Ma Xin, then looked at him and said, "Uncle Luo, show off your skills today. I haven't eaten all day."

After hearing this, Uncle Luo smiled and said, "You guys are just relying on your youth and don't care about your health at all. When you get older, you will know how much damage it does to your health. Wait, I will cook for you. By the way, Comrade Ma Xin, I wonder if you can eat spicy food."

Ma Xin nodded: "I can still eat spicy food, but I still need to eat light food at night, please."

Uncle Luo smiled and looked at Ma Xin: "Just take it as the head of the family from now on. You don't have to be so polite, uncle. Just come over for dinner as long as it's not too late. Then you will have more time to handle the case. This is also a small favor from me to you."

Uncle Luo then shook his head: "As I get older, I like to talk more. Now I'm talking too much. I'll go cook."

He Feng and Ma Xin found a place to sit down. "Don't underestimate this place because it's small. Uncle Luo's cooking skills are quite good. Several big restaurants have invited Uncle Luo to cook, but he didn't want to go. However, he is willing to help here."

Ma Xin just glanced at Uncle Luo's back but didn't say anything. Uncle Luo's cooking skills were indeed good. He Feng saw that Ma Xin ate a lot.

Uncle Luo poured them a glass of water and He Feng helped clean up.