Fengyue

Mr. Hu's hometown is in the northwest, and Meijiang City has no other relatives. Even though he was divorced, or rather abandoned, Mr. Lin is still duty-bound to take care of his aftermath.

I, Qin Jian, and the editor-in-chief of Dongfang were all moved.

The editor-in-chief of Dongfang promised to invite friends from the Public Security Bureau and reporters from this newspaper to conduct some investigations before formally filing the case.

After sending Teacher Lin away, the editor-in-chief of Dongfang said to me and Qin Jian, "I'll leave the newspaper to you two."

Modern journalists already have the quality of investigators, especially in more developed countries. Besides, I graduated from a police officer university, and for some reason, I didn't join the criminal investigation team.

It was by no means the first time Qin Jian was exposed to such tasks.

After leaving the teahouse, Qin Jian and I walked slowly on Binjiang Road side by side without taking a car.

In the mid-spring season, the wind is sunny and the flowers and plants on both sides of the road are dancing in the breeze. Everything looks so beautiful, but my heart is very heavy. I don’t know if it’s because of Teacher Lin or Director Hu.

Qin Jian suddenly said, "If Director Hu hadn't found another new love, he wouldn't have died unexpectedly."

I stared sideways at Qin Jian's eyes and asked, "You also think this is a love affair?"

"Intuition. Men also have intuition."

"No, there is actually a basis. Mr. Lin said that Director Hu has never married another woman. It seems that there is an insurmountable obstacle. This is the basis."

"Yes, the obstacle is the basis. Think about it, Director Hu has already told his wife to divorce in order to achieve another union, so it should have reached an agreement with Xinhuan, otherwise why is a middle-aged man so reckless?"

"Then, the biggest possibility is that we made an appointment to divorce together, but that woman didn't make it." I added, "Not all marriages are easy to divorce." I remember when I was six years old, my mother was about to divorce, and my father I just disagree, and I have been entangled for a long time.

Qin Jian nodded, "Well, so, that woman's husband should be the one who hates Mr. Hu the most. It should be easier to kill Mr. Hu, for example, lay in ambush and push him down the ring when he passes by the gap." Chengqu."

I questioned and asked, "However, if you encounter an ambush, even if you don't have time to fight, you should at least shout?"

When moving the body, the police asked the surrounding residents, but no one heard any movement.

If you want to silently kill a man in his prime, violence alone is obviously not enough.

Then, his body must be kept in a very weak state, and he cannot cry out.

Thinking of this level, the eyes of Qin Jian and I flashed and sparks burst out.

The next day, Qin Jian and I went to see Leng Qingfeng, the head of the Criminal Investigation Detachment, and asked for an autopsy.

Purpose: Has Director Hu been harmed by drugs?

Fengyue those things

"Legal Life" is a newspaper run by the political and legal system, and its office has always been located in the compound of the Meijiang City Public Security Bureau. Qin Jian and Leng Qingfeng are naturally acquainted.

And Leng Qingfeng and I have a common understanding that can be generalized. The relationship between the Leng family and our Ming family can be said to have a long history.

The two have been neighbors for decades. Uncle Leng and my father were both in the public security system.Uncle Leng has a higher position than my father, is older, and is as close as a brother in private.

Leng Qingfeng is a whole round older than me.

I heard from my grandma that my father was busy with work and often couldn’t take care of the family. I was born more than ten days earlier than the expected date of delivery. Grandma happened to be away at the time. It was Leng Qingfeng who sent my mother to the hospital. He and his father rushed to the hospital, and Leng Qingfeng left.

When I was six years old, my mother resolutely divorced my father because of many differences in outlook on life and values, and settled in Kyoto with a wealthy businessman.

Grandma also died that year.

One day, I was cooking like my grandma at home alone, but I accidentally knocked over the boiling water pot, and half of the boiling water spilled on my leg. Because of the pain, I cried so hard.It happened that Leng Qingfeng came to deliver the buns to me. Seeing this situation, he quickly picked me up, rushed to the faucet, turned on the water and washed my legs. After a while, he took ice cubes from the refrigerator and ran them back and forth on my legs. cold compress.

Later, my legs recovered very well, not to mention skin peeling, and I didn't even get blisters. After applying the medicine for a few days, it was fine.

Father brought the fruit and went to Leng's house to thank him.

He asked Leng Qingfeng where he knew the emergency treatment method for burns.

Leng Qingfeng said that he saw it in some miscellaneous books.

After all, for a boy of seventeen or eighteen years old, he is calm and handles things well, which is really not what people of his age can do.

My father always said that Leng Qingfeng is the noble person in my life.

In order to prove this statement, my father made a lot of memories, such as when I was lost on the street and met Leng Qingfeng, for example, when I was almost bitten by a dog and met Leng Qingfeng, for example, I had a fever, and I was fine when I saw Leng Qingfeng...

Later, Leng Qingfeng first went to the Police University in Kyoto City, and then went abroad for exchange, and it went on for several years.

And I, from a little girl, gradually grew into a big girl with a clear mind.

Because I had a flexible mind and outstanding grades when I was young, I only studied in elementary school for three years, and skipped a grade to junior high school.After reading the first grade of junior high school, I went directly to the third grade of junior high school.I have always been among the best in high school for three years, and I was admitted to the Police University in Kyoto City as I wished.

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In the afternoon of that day, I was riding a newly purchased mountain bike on campus with mixed emotions.It was my birthday that day, of course I should be happy, but I still feel a little sad when I think that I don’t have any relatives by my side to celebrate my birthday with me.

Although "that person" was also in Kyoto City, when I thought that I was only six years old at the time, she left her husband and daughter for the sake of prosperity and wealth. That person" came to see me several times, but I always avoided seeing him.As time passed, she never came again.

While I was feeling melancholy, a car drove towards me. I yelled, and a man passing by grabbed the handlebar of the car, so nothing happened.

I said thank you, and pushed the cart to leave, but I felt that the man was looking at me seriously, so I couldn't help but also looked over.

I looked him over carefully from head to toe.

He has neatly trimmed short hair, a handsome face with smooth lines, and three-dimensional and exquisite facial features, especially the sword eyebrows and star eyes, which are unforgettable at a glance.He was wearing an autumn police uniform and was about 1.8 meters tall. Against the backdrop of the golden sun, he looked like a mighty soldier and general.

There is no girl who can remain calm and unmoved in such a situation.

I am no exception.

Are you Brother Qingfeng? "

I suddenly yelled happily and went forward to hug him, and the mountain bike I just bought fell to the ground.

He straightened my body, looked at my face carefully again, and asked, "You are Xiao Yueyue? You can actually recognize me!?"

I looked into his starry eyes and said proudly, "Your overall outline hasn't changed much, but it's more attractive than before."

"Haha!" Leng Qingfeng laughed, "You are exactly the same as my image."

"Huh?" I don't know why.

"There is the beauty of Aunt Yue, and the calm and calm temperament of the master."

I stared into his eyes in surprise and asked, "Master?"

He looked into my eyes and replied with a slight smile, "I'm back in China, and I'll be Uncle Ming's deputy."

I looked up in admiration, "Wow, as soon as you returned to China, you were the deputy head of the Criminal Investigation Division of the Meijiang City Public Security Bureau. Brother Qingfeng, you are so amazing!"

Leng Qingfeng acted calmly, "The Ministry of Public Security has reserved a position for me, but my father hopes that I can return to Meijiang City to serve. He has retired, and hopes that I will continue to maintain the combat effectiveness of the Criminal Investigation Detachment as a partner with Uncle Ming. The social security in Meijiang City continues to be peaceful and peaceful.”

"Then why did you come to school today? To pick someone?"

Leng Qingfeng said firmly, "I'm here to see you! Today is your sixteenth birthday, and I have prepared a present for you."

"How do you know---oh!" Come to think of it, brother Qingfeng sent his mother to the hospital to give birth.

The two sat side by side in the school garden, and each talked about their experiences over the years.

Leng Qingfeng asked, "When I went to school in Kyoto City, you were scalded by boiling water, do you remember?"

I nodded, "You carried me to the cold water. Later, Dad talked about your quick response and emergency measures more than once. If it wasn't for you at that time, it would not have recovered so quickly, and you might have suffered from the pain of skin grafting." .”

"I don't know how the recovery is going. Is there any scar left?"

"Very well, no."

Leng Qingfeng asked incredulously, "No trace at all?"

"It's true. Look." I said and pushed my pants up a lot.

Leng Qingfeng's deep eyes glanced at my white and round thighs, and he really couldn't see any traces. He said, "Hurry up and put down your pants, a big girl's house, it's not good for people to see."

I laughed at him jokingly, "You are a person who came back from abroad, and you are still so old-fashioned."

He immediately took out a small whistle from his bag and handed it to my palm. It was golden and shining dazzlingly in the afternoon sun.

The shape of the whistle is the same as that of the referees on the field, except that it is smaller and more delicate. There are a row of foreign letters and a foreigner's head engraved on the whistle body that I can't understand.

I weighed the weight carefully, feeling heavy, and asked with a smile, "Is it made of stone? It's so heavy."

"It's pure gold. This is what they rewarded me for my outstanding contribution when I performed any task in country N. This is the highest praise for the police in country N."

I hurriedly handed the golden whistle back to Leng Qingfeng's hand