a person's business

You are a scumbag! "Liu Changhang slapped the back of his head with slaps, his eyes were scary, and the assistant policeman next to him, Xiao Su, was a little scared.

"Liu sir. Liu sir, pay attention to the influence."

"Pay attention to the influence? Is my image not good?" Liu Changhang turned around and cursed, and the sound of kicking footsteps came in front of him.

"Brother Shan, help me."

A nouveau riche with a cockscomb and a big ermine came, and with four or five black-clothed king kong, he walked over and looked at Liu Changhang teasingly.

"Yo Yo Yo! Chief Liu has caught a thief again? We legal citizens are really happy." With a strange tone, the drummer congratulated.

"Guo Ershan, you have nothing to do, don't get in the way." Liu Changhang confronted him, this is a drug lord whom he hates deeply, if it wasn't for the lack of evidence, he really wanted to take his skin off.

"My elder brother died a long time ago, call me Dashan! Hey, Mr. Liu, don't be so angry. I am a good citizen and a big taxpayer. Here is the business card of my Dashan company. Funeral ceremony is one-stop, welcome to come .” Guo Ershan handed over a business card with a smile.

Liu Changhang slapped him off, Guo Dashan turned his head and took a sip, Liu Changhang became angry and grabbed him by the neck, "Guo Ershan, let me tell you, don't think that I dare not touch you without evidence, sooner or later someone like you will fall I'll give you a ride." The sexiness of the two sides escalated, and a fight was about to start, Guo Ershan lined up his men and straightened his clothes.

"My surname is Liu, don't fucking fight against me, fight with me, I will give you a headache and heartache." Guo Ershan poked Liu Changhang's chest, led people to squeeze past, turned around and clapped his hands, "Welcome, welcome come."

"Damn it." Liu Changhang kicked that yellow-haired man again.

At dusk, the sun is not very good, it is gray and there is no sunset.The flower shop on the corner of the street has already started to close the stalls. Zhang Weiming stood in the light of the flower shop, scanning the flowers he wanted. The younger sister moved a pot of flowers beside him, and the auntie of the flower shop was counting the lotus skirts.

"Amin, go and help me pick up the mail outside."

On the way back to the team, Liu Changhang and the assistant policeman Xiaosu, with yellow hair and bruised nose and swollen face, stopped at the right corner of the asphalt intersection when they encountered a red light. The left corner diagonally opposite was the flower shop, and Zhang Weiming was lying on the mailbox at the entrance of the flower shop.The assistant police officer Xiao Su looked around boredly.

"Hey, Captain Liu, do you think that person is weird? He seems to be talking to the mailbox."

"What?" Liu Changhang looked over, the faint back looked familiar, he leaned on the steering wheel to look, and the horn beeped, "If you think too much about you, I guess you can't unlock it."

With a sound of "Peng", their car was rear-ended, Huang Mao rolled off the back seat, and Liu Changhang smashed the steering wheel.

"Grass!"

Zhang Weiming went upstairs with a camellia in full bloom, and opened the door of his house. Calmly and meticulously, he heard the sound of the stairs, and he appeared at the corner of the stairs alone.

"Are you back from buying flowers?" Liu Changhang said hello as he walked.

"Ha, no, I came back for a while, and this is to send flowers out...the peanut is a little sick." Said, he closed the door again, turned the key in a few times, and pulled it out.

Liu Changhang leaned on the railing, "I think the flowers bloom quite well."

"Because it grows so well, it is easy to exhaust the flower roots, so I have to send it to my friend for pruning."

"It's so late, let's go, can't you just cut it yourself?"

"He cut it well, just go and sit with him."

The two passed by with a smile.

Open the windows and curtains to face the wind, and you can just see some starlight. Zhang Weiming is leaning on the side, holding a fax in his hand, and a pot of camellias with lush flowers and leaves at his feet. He squints quietly while smoking a cigarette, not knowing which one to look at .

These are the words on the "320d" fax.

He went and knocked on the door.

"I talked to the doctor today. He said that you still need an operation. The operation fee is a bit high, so I have to do a few more jobs. There will be more faxes in these two days. If you are not happy, I will take me out Faxes from time to time were burned. See you tomorrow, good night."

The next day, Zhang Weiming tidied up in an orderly manner, picked up the yellow file bag, and before leaving, lit the candle in the brazier under the fax machine.

The brazier and candle seemed to have been there all along, the door closed with a click, the fax machine was silent for a while and began to beep, and the paper fell and was lit by the candle, burning red and rolling.

Liu Changhang's temper became even more irritable. He was busy catching thieves everywhere, and those little thieves always made him angry with their fists and kicks. His violent fists and figure lying on the ground always appeared in the picture. something is wrong.He was busy and exhausted, thinking about recovering his girlfriend, but also struggling to open his mouth and making promises. He walked to a crime scene with a lot of thoughts, and the flashlight took pictures of the death scene, but his face was pale and indifferent.

The other man was also busy up and down the stairs, without changing his pace, but occasionally he would have a portfolio in his hand, or hold a pot of flowers.The two of them always pass by, the light and shadow floating.

Zhang Weiming is still leaning against the window and smoking, the candle is flickering and almost extinguished, and the old-fashioned cassette player is full of nostalgia, elegance and tranquility.He held a stack of unburned faxes in his hand, and he fanned them by the corner, exposing only a few words at the bottom of the page. "Teacher Wang's phone number 13*****" "The first [-] people enjoy **" "Guangming Electric **" "Look for Xiaofei for delivery." Take a deep breath of cigarettes and quietly burn all these in the brazier .

He walked over and wanted to knock on the door, "Good night."

Liu Changhang let go of the stress of the whole day, and climbed the stairs dejectedly, when a pot of slender camellias stopped at his door.There is a card in the flower pot, "It's a pity to throw away such a good flower. I made a potted cutting and put it with you."

Liu Changhang looked at the messy home, and always wanted to clear out some clean place to put this pot of camellias. He put it on the empty coffee table, knelt there and admired it with a cigarette in his mouth. It was not lit, and the corner of his mouth finally seemed to be there. smiled.

On the opposite side of a tall office building is a line of low-rise shops that have not been demolished, facing a tattoo parlor, where a bald head with a flowery back is lying there getting a tattoo, and the tattoo machine keeps ticking.A van was parked not far away, Liu Changhang leaned on the back of the car and waited bored, Zhang Weiming ran across the road from the opposite office building.

"What a coincidence, what are you going to do?"

Zhang Weiming walked backwards and slowed down, "I'm going to buy two cups of coffee."

"Go." Liu Changhang smiled and raised his hand. In the van, Xiao Su, an assistant policeman, was wearing a monitor earphone, and there was only the sound of tick-tock.

Zhang Weiming brought out the big and small bags from the fast food restaurant, and walked beside Liu Changhang.

"Buy so much?"

"No way, newcomer, it's all like this."

"Changed jobs? Work here?" Liu Changhang looked at the office building opposite and patted him on the shoulder, "Not bad."

"Well, being a clerk is much easier than before."

Xiao Su listened to a conversation in the earphones that was hidden under the tick-tock.

"Brother Wang, when will the shipment be received?"

"Seven o'clock, Tongwan Wharf."

Xiao Su took off the earphones, "Captain Liu, you can disconnect the cable now."

"Take it!" With a big wave of Liu Changhang's hand, a group of people rushed out of the van, and before entering the door, the glass door of the tattoo parlor was knocked open by a person.The tattooist lay covered in blood in the glass.

"Save people." Liu Changhang yelled, Zhang Weiming was still there in a daze, and the bald Wang swished past him, Zhang Weiming reacted, and threw the things in his hand, hitting the bald head to heat up The coffee has blossomed.Five or six criminal policemen immediately pressed their bald heads against the wall.

"King Bald, our police now have enough evidence to prove that you are related to a drug smuggling case, and now you are officially arrested. You have the right to remain silent, but everything you say will become evidence in court."

The bald king gritted his teeth and closed his mouth, looking at Zhang Weiming with dark eyes, Liu Changhang walked over, "Thank you."

"No, are the police and the people cooperating?" The two shook hands, looked at each other and smiled, and a group of police escorted the bald king away, honking their horns.

Zhang Weiming wrote down a string of numbers "74454267426" on the fax paper.Liu Changhang flipped through the "Health Preservation Manual", made himself a pot of rotten sesame paste, and spit it out after taking a bite.

"Good night."

Liu Changhang passed the intersection of the flower shop again, and was waiting at the same place because of the red light, so he subconsciously looked around.Zhang Weiming was in the flower shop he was familiar with again, helping his aunt to pick up letters from the mailbox, still lying there whispering and turning the key.Liu Changhang was a little dazed, the beeps from the back of the car urged him, he smiled and shook his head and drove away.Zhang Weiming also crossed the road carrying a yellow paper bag.

Liu Changhang was walking on the stairs home, lax and seemingly preoccupied, when a thin figure in a peaked cap wandered furtively at the door of his house.The peaked cap lowered its brim and passed him in a hurry. He looked suspiciously and was keenly aware that something was wrong.

"Stop." The one who yelled and ran away was definitely a thief, and that thief ran even faster.

Liu Changhang chased him all the way downstairs, and when he looked around, he saw Zhang Weiming just throwing rubbish beside the trash can, so he stood still, stopped chasing him, and walked over.

"Hey, didn't you go to work today? Why didn't I see you when I went upstairs?"

"Huh? Uh... It was supposed to be on Saturdays and Sundays. As a newcomer, I was transferred. Did you just come back?"

"Yeah," Liu Changhang looked at the lunch box on the trash can, there were still a lot of things left untouched, "Such a waste?"

"Ha, I can't help it. She ordered too much, and she has no appetite, so she had to throw it away." Zhang Weiming smiled helplessly.

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