when you stare into the abyss

The next day, when investigating the office of a large team, Wan Tong just sat down firmly on the chair when Zhu Fang knocked on the desk: "Xiao Wan, Team Liu is looking for you."

"Brother Zhu, what's the matter?" Comrade Xiao Wan was still chewing on the burrito made by Nie Zhiyan.

Zhu Fang crossed his legs on the opposite side, and the coffee in front of him was smelling sweet, and reminded her: "How do I know, but Team Liu's expression is very serious, so be careful."

"Oh." Wan Tong turned off the computer, ready to listen to Liu Wangyang's long speech.The captain's nonsense style has become well-known throughout the world, and the past two hours are definitely not much more.

When she got a response, she opened the door and walked in. There was already a paper cup of tea on Liu Wangyang's table, and she raised her head and said, "Xiao Tong, sit down."

Wan Tong sat down as promised, greeted him, and didn't speak any more.

"Don't be so cautious, I have been with Zhao Ju for 20 years, and I even hugged you when you were a child."

"Is there? Team Liu, why don't I remember."

"I'm your Uncle Mouse."

"Uncle Mouse? No way, Uncle Mouse is so skinny." Liu Wangyang graduated from the police academy at the age of 20 and was assigned to the first investigation team of Nie Zhifeng. At that time, Wan Tong was only 4 years old. Because of her short stature, why does she look like she is three months pregnant with a beer belly?Pay no attention to body management.

Wan Tong didn't have much impression of Liu Wangyang, all because he was demoted to the grassroots in 07, Zhao Yuying transferred him back two months ago, but Zhou Haicheng happens to be from his hometown as the informant, so he started deployment in May this year.

"When people reach middle age, it is inevitable to gain weight." Liu Wangyang clicked on the computer and said with a serious look, "Let's get down to business."

"Xiao Tong, what did you and Xiao Bei from the procuratorate follow Zhou Haicheng for? You didn't report it in advance." It turned out that Liu Wangyang planned to meet Zhou Haicheng last night, but they disrupted the situation, so he watched from afar.

"Xiao Jian found out that he was sneaky and wanted to interrogate him." Wan Tong didn't want to tell the other party what he knew about the informant, so he should protect Nie Zhilan.

Liu Wangyang doubted him: "So you didn't step forward to help?"

Wan Tong nodded sharply.

"The cooperation between the Municipal Bureau and the Procuratorate is relatively superficial. They are notified to participate in large-scale operations. You just need to know how to measure."

"What if Xiao needs our assistance to investigate the case? The procuratorate also has the right to investigate."

"If you can prevaricate, then prevaricate, if you are in danger, ask for support, and don't act impulsively." Liu Wangyang took a few sips of tea, and then said, "We are going to investigate from the direction of instigating Yang Fan to kill Lin Shengfu. Yang Fan has no clues. Just check with Lin Shengfu. Don't you know Lin Yueyue?"

"know."

"It's not convenient for us to investigate the private things of his life. Can you enter the study of her daughter's villa?"

"Go in once."

"Is there any chance to go again? There is a lot of value in it."

Wan Tong frowned: "Uncle Mouse, why do you say that?"

"A colleague inquired about the news."

Wan Tong reckoned that it was Zhou Haicheng who revealed it, but she hadn't contacted Lin Yueyue for half a month, and it would feel strange to go there suddenly, so she agreed, but she didn't say how long, although she wanted to do it as soon as possible.

Liu Wangyang and her went through the inextricable relationship between Lin Shengfu, Ye Yuntian and Tang Yuhai. Wan Tong felt more and more that there was another person involved, so he subconsciously asked, "Uncle Mouse, does Tang Yuhai have relatives?"

"Two accomplices in drug trafficking were executed together. Tang Yuyang, the only biological brother, drowned eight years ago."

Wan Tong reasoned and speculated: "It is true that Ye Yuntian and Lin Shengfu had no contact at all back then? Or is there insufficient evidence?"

"There is not enough evidence. They have close contacts, but they can't find a direct connection to drug trafficking, and there are no loopholes in the economic chain. The police involved in this case tried their best to take down Tang Yuhai."

"Uncle Mouse, I remember Director Wu was the deputy director in charge of the anti-drug detachment eight years ago, right?"

"Yes."

"Eight years ago, the undercover Uncle Yang died. It is said that someone leaked his identity. How many people know his undercover identity? Director Wu, Aunt Lan's father, are there any more? The captain of the anti-drug detachment is now in the provincial department?" Ever since Wan Tong discovered Lin Shengfu's photo , Nie Zhilan asked her to intervene intentionally or unintentionally. She read the case file in 09 about ten times before and after, and carefully pondered it twice. Every detail is clear, but there are also many doubts.

Liu Wangyang lowered his voice, "Brother Yang's sacrifice was finally determined to be that he accidentally exposed his identity and was murdered. No one leaked the news."

Wan Tong looked at him and turned his eyes slightly, he probably understood what the other party meant, there was no need to dig deeply, or couldn't dig deeply?

Comrade Xiao Wan felt that it was impossible, OK, if you don’t say it, don’t say it. She took a big sip of tea, her body language was very relaxed, and she was about to get up and leave: "Uncle Mouse, are you all right? Shall I go back to work?"

"Hey, wait a minute, confirm your mission." Liu Wangyang stopped her.

"Investigate the study of Lin Yueyue's family, don't worry about other things, and add an occasional action to assist the procuratorate." So little work, almost two hours, Wan Tong looked at the watch on his wrist, 10:14 in the morning, thinking The mind of slipping is even heavier.

Seeing that the soles of her feet had already been oiled, Liu Wangyang didn't leave it on, and finally said: "Let's go, let's go, pay attention to safety."

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Comrade Xiao Wan finally escaped from the "sea of ​​bitterness" as he wished.As soon as she left the office, she sent Lin Yueyue a WeChat message: "Xiaoyue'er, I miss your aunt's honey roast chicken, do you have a recipe? I plan to try it this weekend."

"Sister Xiaotong can come to my house if she wants to eat. I'll be there on weekends."

"I'm so sorry."

"Call someone? I want to eat the dog food you gave me."

……

"Dog food doesn't taste very good. He's been busy recently, so he definitely won't be able to spare the time. But can I bring a friend? She's also a foodie." Wan Tong was going to bring Xiao Bei with her, and with her wit and vigor, she might find the possibility of going to the study. Increased sex.

So in a few words, I decided to come to eat chicken on Saturday the day after tomorrow.

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On Friday, the seventh day of Nie Zhilan's coma, and the fifth day after being transferred to the general ward, at 6:[-] in the evening, Director Wu, the leading representative of the public security department, entered the ward with a navy blue police uniform.

Nie Zhiyan just sat by the bed in a daze for half an hour, and it wasn't until the old bureau chief hung up his police uniform and called her out that he came back to his senses.

"Zhiyan, have you eaten yet?"

"Uncle Wu." Nie Zhiyan greeted him, politely asked him to sit down, and then replied, "I haven't eaten yet, I'll go later."

"I'll bring Zhilan's new police uniform here, and let's take a look at her. How is the past two days?" The old chief didn't sit down, but stood beside the hospital bed, with kind eyes and kind eyes.

"It's still the same."

"Zhilan may be too tired, take a rest, and she will wake up after enough rest." Director Wu stroked Nie Zhilan's alarm number. The six-digit number starting with 02 was the same as the number on his left chest, and it was an old number.The year Nie Zhifeng died, Nie Zhilan applied to continue using the police number, which is a legacy and a memory.

Nie Zhiyan heard that her eye circles were red, and Nie Zhilan started hyperbaric oxygen therapy and acupuncture treatment today. She doesn't know how effective it will be, because this is also the last method.She took a deep breath, expressed her gratitude first, and then clenched her fists, as if saying to herself: "I also firmly believe it."

The two continued to exchange pleasantries, and Wan Tong, who came from get off work, bumped into Director Wu, before he could react, the old director spoke first: "To see your Aunt Lan?"

"Yeah!" Wan Tong nodded with a blushing face, quickly put the lunch box in his hand on the cabinet, and called out solemnly, "Hello, Director Wu."

"The girl from the old Zhao's family can do a lot, and she will become a big deal in the future." The old bureau chief glanced at the things in the bag, and laughed again, "Haha, you still know how to care about people, and brought you a meal for Aunt Yan?"

Nie Zhiyan followed up with an explanation: "I'll come over at five o'clock today, and Tongtong will help out when she gets off work later."

"Good boy." Director Wu patted Wan Tong on the shoulder and offered to leave, "Let's eat Zhiyan, I won't bother you, I'll come back another day when I have time."

After the old bureau chief left, Nie Zhiyan slowly started to eat. Comrade Xiao Wan hadn't seen her all day, so he couldn't bear to look away, and stared at her non-stop while adding food.

The woman didn't feel anything at first, but gradually her face became hot, and she whispered angrily, "Don't always look at me."

"Then I'll look at Aunt Lan. I'll take a few more glances. She'll definitely wake up." Wan Tong stood beside the bed with gentle eyes, and habitually helped Nie Zhilan turn over. Auntie asks for a lottery, so Auntie Lan will definitely wake up in the near future." Comrade Xiao Wan imitated Nie Zhiyan's past movements and patted Nie Zhilan's back lightly.

"hope so."

"What hope, yes." She massaged Nie Zhilan's muscles carefully, without saying a word, "Aunt Lan, you must pay us the nursing fee when you wake up, provide all-round services, and don't neglect at all. Look at these muscles, lie down I have been strong all week, better than me, no wonder I lost to you in the game, I am sincerely convinced. Yanyan looks forward to you waking up every day, and I don’t think about food and tea. You see, I only eat less than one-third of the small box lunch. "

Nie Zhiyan picked up the lunch box that she had put down, listened to her nagging, and swallowed in small mouthfuls.

"She is always sad. During this time, I can hardly count the number of times she shed tears secretly. Also, I thought I didn't know her weight. I went to weigh her in the morning, and the weight on the scale was memorized. Aunt Lan , do you know how much you lost?"

"7 catties, 7 catties in just one week."

With half a mouthful of food in her mouth, Nie Zhiyan saw Wan Tong trembling shoulders in front of her for the first time under the dim bed lamp, a series of huge teardrops falling...

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作者有话要说：感谢在2020-06-1822:56:56~2020-06-2118:16:37期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the rocket launcher: 1 orange marmalade;

Thanks to the little angel who threw the grenade: Lanyan and Ruoyi one;

Thanks to the little angel who threw the landmines: 3 anecdotes at noon; Flying fish, Harmony with the light, Ji Shanshui, Shimmer, Mu Chenyan, Zhizhi Taotao is so cute, Chang'an., _Little follower, Qing Ban Summer 1;

感谢灌溉营养液的小天使：孤独与歌30瓶；fight20瓶；婴宁10瓶；穿裤衩的大叔3瓶；宣娜一起走花路～、日月竹马isrio、疯子1瓶；

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!