Fei Jingting woke up and checked the Dantian Qi sea, and found that only half of it had recovered.
Hey, in this world where spiritual intelligence is cut off, it will take a long time to restore the true energy.
Say "sign in" silently.
"Ding! Signing in will reward the host with a box of citrus, and the items have been stored in the portable space."
Citrus? Well, it’s still fruit this time.
I got up to wash up and went out to have breakfast. When I arrived at the breakfast stall I usually go to, I saw Li Zhizhang's broad figure sitting there with a golden sword.
"Hey, Inspector Li? What a coincidence."
"Eh? Brother Fei, come on, come on!" Li Zhizhang was in a good mood. He smiled and called Fei Jingting over, and shouted to the stall owner: "This is my brother, and today's meal is mine."
Fei Jingting refused, but couldn't bear Li Zhizhang's kindness, so he had to agree and ordered old tofu and egg fruit.
When the food was served, Fei Jingting asked: "Inspector Li, are you so happy so early in the morning? Is this a good thing?"
"Hehe, I handled a case last night. The director saw that I performed well and promised to give my brother a promotion if I find an opportunity."
Li Zhizhang is the inspector, and the one above him is the inspector. The police system in the Beiyang period was relatively chaotic. I heard from Li Zhizhang that it would be changed within the year. However, the ceiling for ordinary police officers is the inspector, and the ones above are basically the real ones.
of officials.
"Hey, this is a good thing. Brother, I will congratulate Inspector Li in advance."
"Don't be polite to me, brother. I'm not convinced yet." Li Zhizhang took a bite of the pancake, then came over mysteriously and lowered his voice: "Brother, guess who fell into my brother's hands last night?
"
"Huh? Is it some old man or young man?"
Fei Jingting was not just guessing. This group of old people and children hiding in the concessions are not going to stop. They just caused a farce of restoration a few years ago, and now they are thinking about causing trouble again. It is said that they are very close to the Japanese.
"No, okay, let me tell you, Jiang Zhenhong! Do you know who Jiang Zhenhong is? Director Yang Jinglin's nephew!" After a pause, he added: "And the one who ordered the arrest is Yang Jinglin himself."
"Hey, you didn't see it. Yang Bangzi was so angry. I don't know if Jiang Sanshengzi stole Yang Jinglin's concubine. It's easy to beat him! He fainted and poured cold water on him to wake him up. When he woke up, he knocked him out again, back and forth.
That little leper Jiang San is so lucky that he didn’t die there!”
Fei Jingting was secretly happy, thinking that Jiang Sanzi would have to shed his skin this time even if he didn't die.
Fei Jingting was in a happy mood after eating this breakfast. No matter how boastful Li Zhizhang was, he always sighed at the right time and took it as a compliment.
Li Zhizhang also felt that it was a pleasure to chat with Fei Jingting. Otherwise, he was a cultural person. Every time he tried to show off to others, he was extremely embarrassed, which was much better than the second uncle who had nothing to do to cause trouble.
After breakfast, Li Zhizhang was in a hurry to go back to the police station to watch the excitement. Fei Jingting was thinking about going to Buzhuang as soon as possible. Guan Xiyi was probably still on tenterhooks at this moment.
After going home and picking up his bicycle, Fei Jingting wandered to Cloth Shop and took a quick look. The door was still down. It was already eight o'clock and Guanji Clothing Shop still had no intention of opening the door.
He rode the bike to the back, climbed through the back door, walked to the back door of the shop and knocked. After a while, Guan Xiyi's nervous voice came: "Who is it?"
"It's me, open the door."
"Jingting?"
The door bolt was pulled, and the door split into two parts for a moment. Guan Xiyi glanced left and right, and then said eagerly: "Why are you here? Didn't you read the letter I left for you yesterday?"
"I saw it."
"Did you see it? Why did you come to me after seeing it? Huh? Why did you..."
Fei Jingting squeezed Xiyi's hand and walked slowly into the shop.
"Oh, why don't you listen to my advice?"
Fei Jingting saw how cute she was getting angry, but he couldn't bear to tease her any more, so he said, "Don't worry, that person named Jiang won't have time to harass you from now on."
"Um?"
"I heard from my neighbor that Jiang Zhenhong angered Yang Jinglin last night. Yang Jinglin sent people to arrest Jiang Zhenhong from his home and beat him to death. He hasn't been released yet."
"real or fake?"
"When have I ever lied to you?"
Guan Xiyi patted her chest and let out a sigh of relief, then clasped her hands together and said: "Blessed by Bodhisattva, someone has finally dealt with this evil guy." After a pause, she said with some worry: "Then if he is released again, he will come to me again.
What can I do if I’m in trouble?”
Fei Jingting said: "The trouble this time is quite big, I guess he won't be able to get out."
Guan Xiyi was worried secretly for a while, and then thought that no matter what, the current level was passed, and the troubles in the future would be dealt with later.
Then she became a little annoyed and muttered: "If I had known this, I would have asked Mrs. Liu and Shunzi to stay and wait."
Fei Jingting said: "Just think of it as a holiday for yourself. You haven't had any rest for several days, right?"
"Yeah." Guan Xiyi became happy.
She sat down next to Fei Jingting and asked softly: "Have you eaten since you came so early?"
"have eaten."
"Oh, that……"
Fei Jingting was afraid that this woman would drag him away to do other things, so he hurriedly said: "How about you measure me and I can order a few sets of clothes later?"
"Okay." She stood up with a smile, brought a soft ruler over, and said, "Not only can I measure, I can also cut clothes."
"Really? Quite ingenious."
"It's just okay...it won't look good when it's made, so don't be dissatisfied."
As he spoke, the soft ruler went around Fei Jingting's waist and tightened it. Immediately, Guan Xiyi's whole body pressed gently against Fei Jingting's back, as if they were far away.
What do you mean? Another test for cadres?
Just listen to Guan Xiyi whisper: "You don't know how I got here these days. I was very upset, my business was blocked again, I couldn't eat well, and I couldn't sleep well. For a while, I even thought about it.
Close the door and find someone to marry."
"Oh, haven't they all come over now?"
"Well, since I met you, good things will always happen."
Fei Jingting stopped talking. There was no need to tell Guan Xiyi some things, as long as she was safe and happy.
There was silence in the shop. Guan Xiyi seemed to feel the ambiguity in the air. She immediately stood up and measured Fei Jingting's feet with her head down.
After that, he still had nothing to talk about, so he asked Fei Jingting what style of clothes he wanted, and planned to make two sets of Chinese tunic suits for Fei Jingting.
Mao suit? What a joke! Jinmen is a place in the north. If you wear a Mao suit here, you will get into trouble soon.
Fei Jingting rejected the proposal, saying that it would be enough to make two sets of clothes that could be worn interchangeably.
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Police station.
Yang Jinglin flipped through the newspapers. He never missed every issue of "Dragon and the Eight Parts" serialized in the Jinmen Evening News. When he got home, he asked his fourth aunt to copy it, leaving him to read it when he had nothing to do.
I was halfway through the thousands of words in the series when there was a knock on the door.
"Enter!"
The subordinate opened the door and came in, respectfully handed over a stack of documents and said, "Director, here are the confessions of the old janitor and Miss Xing'er."
"Yeah." Yang Jinglin nodded and took it.
After all, it was his own nephew. Even though Yang Jinglin was so angry last night, thinking of his sister, who looked at the Buddha instead of the monk, Yang Jinglin still didn't kill Jiang Zhenhong.
Jiang Zhenhong complained a lot and swore that he was not responsible for the incident. He also said that Xing'er and old man Li, the janitor, could testify. Yang Jinglin lost most of his anger and thought to himself that something was wrong.
Jiang Zhenhong is a bit of a bastard, but why does this bastard live so well because of his uncle, who is the director of the department? There is no reason for this bastard to come to his house and make such a fuss.
So the order was issued, but within one morning, Xing'er and Old Man Li, who had hid at home, were both taken to the police station.
The accountant who heard that something had happened also came to the door, saying that early in the morning he had discovered that the rent that had just been collected was missing. Yang Jinglin issued a death order and was tortured.
The matter was told.
When the two men compared their confessions, something went wrong.
Old Man Li said that Jiang Zhenhong went out at midnight yesterday, while Myolie said that Jiang Zhenhong stayed in the room and did not go out.
The two people's testimonies didn't match up, so they simply let them confront each other. But after a confrontation, they still insisted on different opinions. Old Man Sun also said that Jiang Zhenhong took a rickshaw last night, and that the rickshaw driver, Old Man Sun, knew him. If he didn't believe it, he could contact him.
to confront.
Yes, let’s find it.
The rickshaw driver found her, and her story was indeed the same as what Old Man Sun said. But Myolie still insisted on her original testimony.
Furthermore, Jiang Zhenhong was captured, and Xing'er and Old Man Li ran away with him. The box was so heavy that it weighed almost five hundred kilograms. Even Xing'er and Old Man Sun couldn't lift it together.
Why did the ocean disappear?
There are many doubts. Yang Jinglin has been promoted step by step from a small patrol officer and has handled many cases. The testimonies are contradictory and there are many doubts. Yang Jinglin instinctively feels that there is something hidden in it.
After pondering for a long time, he simply stood up and said: "Let's go see that bastard!"
As soon as his subordinates heard that the title changed from 'evil' to 'bastard', they knew that Jiang Zhenhong had probably passed this test.
A group of his men waited for the front to clear the way and led Yang Jinglin into the cell. Yang Jinglin took out his white gloves and covered his mouth and nose. He looked at the bloody Jiang Zhenhong and whispered: "Take him out and question him in another place."
"Yes, Director."
Two of his subordinates worked hard and brought Jiang Zhenhong to an office.
As soon as Jiang Zhenhong met, he knelt down and said, "Uncle, I was wronged~"
"Okay, okay," Yang Jinglin waved his hand impatiently: "Stand still, I have something to ask you."
"No...Uncle, I swear, I was really sleeping at home last night. If I lied, I would be run over by a carriage when I went out, struck by lightning on a rainy day, choked to death after drinking cold water, eat..."
"I told you to stand still!"
Yang Jinglin roared, and Jiang Zhenhong suddenly stopped.
Yang Jinglin took two sips of tea and asked, "Let me ask you, have you offended anyone again recently?"
"Offend others? No, uncle, you know, I have always..."
"to be honest!"
Jiang Zhenhong thought for a long time, but he couldn't think of anyone he had offended who had the ability to correct himself.
He is not called "Jiang San Lezi" for nothing. He has done a lot of bullying of men and women over the years. Even if someone is unwilling to make a big fuss, he will only lose money in the end.
Who is so capable that he can find someone who is exactly like himself, and even his uncle can misunderstand him to frame him? He is trying to kill himself, how much hatred and hatred is there?
"Also...no one?" Jiang Zhenhong said, even he himself was not sure.
"Think about it again...forget it, who have you offended recently?"
"Recently...recently I have been thinking about teasing the little widow in Kaifa Village."
"To be specific, which cloth shop? What was the widow's name?"
"Guan Ji Buzhuang, the widow's name is Guan Xiyi."
"Guan Xiyi?"
I have heard of this name a little bit, and it seems to be related to the eldest son's second concubine. But the eldest son is an apartment man, so he would offend himself because Guan Xiyi could do such a thing?
Besides, he could see clearly last night that the person causing trouble was indeed Jiang Zhenhong.
Unable to figure out what was going on for a while, Yang Jinglin waved and his men came over and whispered: "Director?"
He ordered: "Go check Guan Xiyi and see who the widow associates with."