"Inspector Leng is here to pick up Xiao Man, right?" the patrol officer said. Leng Feng was confused: "Xiao Man?"

The patrolman turned around in surprise and looked at Leng Feng: "Didn't Inspector Leng receive a letter from the director to pick up Xiaoman?"

Leng Feng shook his head: "I was transferred to Peiping." As soon as he said this, the patrolman jumped from the front and ran to Leng Feng's side, saying flatteringly: "Really?"

Leng Feng rolled his eyes: "Do you think I came here specifically to entertain you?"

The patrolman waved his hands repeatedly: "Don't you dare, Inspector Leng, you have been away from Peiping for several years, and a lot of things have happened. The people in the police force also left and dispersed. The only one left in the team you led was Detective Kang.

He's grown up. Oh, he's a detective now, and he's on the same level as you."

The implication is that there is only one old subordinate left, and you may not be able to use it.

Leng Feng's calm look made the patrolman a little confused, but then he understood, and then said: "This...Inspector Leng, Cheng Xiaoman..."

Leng Feng turned his head and saw the expression on the patrol officer's face that said "Ask me! Ask me!" Leng Feng had to ask: "What's wrong?"

The patrol officer got his wish and started gossiping: "Marshuai Cheng was killed by his deputy a year ago." He made a knife gesture: "They were all top-notch killers! Only Cheng Xiaoman survived the whole family."

Leng Feng frowned, does this matter have anything to do with me?

Seeing Leng Feng's expression, the little patrol officer was completely confused: "Detective Leng, you don't know..." Then he seemed to feel that he had made a mistake, but he couldn't hold it back and muttered to himself, "Cross the river and burn the bridge."

Leng Feng: "What are you mumbling about!"

Patrolman: "Ah! I didn't say anything. I mean, you won't be transferred back and still be the detective, right?"

Leng Feng: "Oh, I don't know, the transfer order is in the department."

The patrolman looked down on Leng Feng without revealing any trace, and said with a smile: "We are still a few steps away, Detective Leng, I still have to patrol...just..."

Leng Feng felt that this little patrol officer went from being enthusiastic to flattering, and then from flattery to being wary. There must be something wrong. Then... the Cheng Xiaoman mentioned just now... and that Marshal Cheng must have something to do with them, but the patrol officer

Now that I am on guard, asking about the past may arouse unnecessary suspicion, but...

Leng Feng nodded: "That's fine, if I need manpower, I will naturally call you over."

The little patrolman twitched the corners of his mouth twice, and laughed and said, "Thank you, Inspector Leng, for your cultivation."

Knowing that talking more would be useless, Leng Feng tidied up his gray suit, ordered a suit in a suit store, and walked along the road until he arrived at the new location of the police station.

"Stop, what are you doing?" The gatekeeper stopped Leng Feng and looked him up and down. Although he was covered in dust, bah, bah, it was dust or soot, but not everyone could afford to wear the dress. Is there any damage to the leather?

No matter how you look at it, Xiang is not a pauper or a young master who was robbed.

"Report" Leng Feng said calmly.

Gatekeeper: "Then let me send a message inside? Can you please wait here for a while?"

Leng Feng: "Okay"

After chatting on the phone, the doorman hurriedly ran out and saluted Leng Feng: "Hello, sir, please come in."

Leng Feng nodded and walked in. What? Do you know where the director's office is? You're kidding! The entire compound is a temporarily requisitioned chamber of commerce. Of course, the building facing north and south is an office building, and the window with the best decoration is

This is the director's office! No one is blind or stupid.

"Report" Leng Feng knocked on the door, and the director opened the door himself: "Oh, look, I didn't even have time to pick you up. Deputy Director Leng, won't you be angry?"

Deputy Director? It seems that this is the appointment given to him by Jinling.

Leng Feng: "The director of the bureau has lost his humble position. This humble position is with you. You are not the deputy director, or the little detective in front of you."

The director's name is Wang Fugui, a wilted director. This Leng Feng has just checked. Where is Peiping? During the Republic of China, everyone came to this ancient capital with weapons and soldiers in their hands to claim dominance. Even Zhang, the leader of the Braided Army,

Xun came to be the "Emperor" for a few days. Although he was beaten away, it was enough to show that at that time, the Beiping area was really full of warlords, overlords and emperors. Wang Fugui, a small director, only had a few policemen and patrolmen.

, is not enough to fill his teeth, so for so many years, in addition to being able to show his prestige among ordinary people, he cannot afford to offend any official with a background, even if he is not tired.

No, although Wang Fugui, the deputy director directly appointed from Jinling, has a higher official rank than Leng Feng, he doesn't dare to put on airs.

Wang Fugui invited Leng Feng into the office and said, "Your appointment only arrived yesterday. You may not know that the old police station is being renovated. I haven't had time to prepare an office for you yet. In this way, I

The office next to it turned out to be the lounge of the club, I will decorate it for you, but you have to wait a few days, please understand." Wang Fugui deliberately avoided the bombing of the old police station.

Leng Feng smiled and said, "I have a seat at the bureau." He didn't refuse. Wang Fugui nodded with satisfaction: "Wait a minute, I'll call all the big and small heads of the bureau for you. Let's meet and talk.

gas"

Leng Feng pressed Wang Fugui's hand: "Secretary, please tell me the specific circumstances of the explosion first."

When the bombing case was mentioned, Wang Fugui's face became particularly ugly. From the army to officials to the police station, everything was confiscated, and all were sold privately and sold to the public, but!

Just like the previous sequence, no one dared to take care of the warlords selling clouds and soil in exchange for military pay. Next came the government officials, who joined forces with the warlords to sell clouds and soil to enrich themselves. No one dared to take care of it. Only in this police station, it is difficult to live alone.

Collude with the officials, otherwise... Humph, how did you confiscate it? How can you spit it out? In addition, the Kuoming Party is divided into many factions, and gods from all walks of life will make things difficult for them. There is even a situation where a girl marries two husbands.

, the Renaissance Society, the Bureau of Investigation, and the gangs, the police department has been struggling to survive, and it has no choice but to reach out to the common people.

The amount of tobacco inspected this time was really quite large. They were all very good quality tobacco. At least, they could be exchanged for oceans of the same weight. Wang Fugui carefully planned this batch of tobacco, but he didn't expect...

After finally explaining it to the superiors, I didn’t expect that Leng Feng from Jinling would directly ask about Yun Tu’s matter! Could it be that he came to investigate specifically for this matter?

Leng Feng saw the expression on Wang Fugui's face and wanted to say, you are really being sentimental. How can such a trivial thing be worth sending someone here.

"The bureau chief, Jinling, will not be too bored to transfer me from Jinling. You must also know this in your heart. For some things, it is enough for me to ask and you to answer." When Leng Feng spoke, his eyes made him laugh.

Wang Fugui dared to be angry but did not dare to speak out. He did not even have the courage to be angry. But then he thought about it. Cheng Yiyuan was dead and Leng Feng had no backer in Peiping. Even if Jinling's arms were long, this powerful dragon could not overpower the local snake, right? My king

Fugui has been the chief of the Peiping government for more than ten years. Is it possible that he still wants to look at the face of a deputy director in his twenties?!

Wang Fugui's sudden change of expression was unexpected by Leng Feng. Wang Fugui leaned on the sofa and said, "It's easy to talk, but Deputy Director Leng, there's something you don't know." He said, looking at Leng Feng: "Cheng Yiyuan

A year ago, he was assassinated.”

Leng Feng was shocked. It seemed that Cheng Xiaoman's matter was really a big deal. Could it be related to him? But he didn't know it at all! What should he do?

Leng Feng thought for a moment and sneered: "Oh, I know about this."

Wang Fugui played: "You know?!"

Leng Feng: "How could I not know about such a big thing? But so what? Does it have anything to do with what I'm asking the bureau chief about now?"

Wang Fugui was sweating a little. Why was Leng Feng not worried at all?! Could it be that he had other bigger trump cards?!

Leng Feng: "Director Wang, you know, before I came to Peking, I was in Shanxi, and Director Dong Qing was before the director of the government, but..."
Chapter completed!