"What's wrong, brother?" Zhou Bingren turned to look at Qin Fan.
Qin Fan frowned and picked up the knife, handed it to the other party and said, "Do you see anything?"
After all, Zhou Bingren used to work in the Criminal Investigation Department.
He glanced at the dagger, and Zhou Bingren's expression suddenly changed. He was extremely shocked. He hurriedly turned his head and shouted at Wukang to stop.
At this time, when Wukang listened to the director's order, he would definitely not dare to disobey it.
At that moment, Wukang's nerves collapsed and he became very nervous. He hurriedly turned around and ran forward, "Director, do you have any other orders?"
Zhou Bingren was too lazy to pay attention to him. He pushed Wukang away and walked directly to the bald head whose palm was pierced by Qin Fan's chopstick.
"Is this yours?" Zhou Bingren asked coldly, holding a dagger.
The dagger shone with a cold light and showed its edge, but the tip of the knife showed an inverted triangle shape. This shape was the same as the edge of Chen Yousheng's knife before his death.
Zhou Bingren hasn't slept much for several days in order to solve the case. He didn't even think about living as a couple with Lin Feng, who was his favorite before.
In the past few days, Lin Feng had been pestering him every time, but Zhou Bingren said he was tired.
He originally thought that there would be no progress in this case after this week, but now there is a sudden turn for the better.
At this time, Zhou Bingren looked at the bald man who was silent. He was a little anxious. He raised his hand and slapped him in the face and cursed: Are you going to tell me or not?
Seeing the bald head and remaining silent, Zhou Bingren told Wukang not to send him to the hospital yet, but to go directly to the bureau.
This was a major case, and Zhou Bingren felt that the bald man might be the murderer.
Immediately, Zhou Bingren asked Qin Fan to stop the bleeding on the bald head. Qin Fan nodded and said yes. He walked over and put his hand on the injured area of the other person's wound, and a ray of spiritual energy slowly entered the other person's body.
The wound that was still bleeding suddenly stopped.
At this time, everyone present was stunned, especially those gangsters, their eyes were wide open.
They thought Qin Fan was so powerful before, but they didn't expect him to be so awesome.
Withdrawing his hand, Qin Fan raised his head and said coldly to the bald head: "Boy, it's very easy to kill you, so you decide whether you are alive or dead, and tell the truth, otherwise you will be finished.
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Seeing the fear in the bald head's eyes, Qin Fan turned his head and said no more.
Zhou Bingren was about to return to the bureau at this time. He originally wanted to invite Qin Fan to come with him, but Qin Fan shook his head and said no.
Although he has a good relationship with this guy, Qin Fan knows it very well.
It doesn't make sense that an ordinary person would go to the police station to interrogate prisoners. Qin Fan was worried that someone would gossip about Zhou Bingren.
At this time, Zhou Bingren looked at Qin Fan and declined. He actually understood that Qin Fan was thinking about him.
Suddenly Zhou Bingren nodded and said with a smile: "Brother, why don't you go back first? I will come back and talk to you after the interrogation."
Qin Fan was speechless upon hearing this.
When he thought that if Lin Feng was at home alone, Lin Feng might give him all kinds of ogling.
Qin Fan immediately nodded and said yes, and immediately after coming out of the barbecue restaurant, Qin Fan went directly back to the community.
Zhou Bingren took people back to the bureau.
Standing downstairs, Qin Fan looked up and looked at Zhou Bingren's house with the lights on. He was wondering if he should go up now?
After making a phone call with Zhou Xinrui, Qin Fan originally wanted to ask if he was back?
But what made him depressed was that no one answered the phone.
I smoked a cigarette downstairs. It was really cold outside, so Qin Fan put out the cigarette and went upstairs.
Soon Lin Feng opened the door.
"Where are you, Brother Zhou?" When Lin Feng saw Qin Fan coming back alone, she subconsciously glanced outside.
Qin Fan said "oh" and told the other party that Zhou Bingren had gone to the station to interrogate the prisoners overnight.
At this time, Lin Feng's eyes narrowed after hearing this, and she stared at Qin Fan unscrupulously and said with a smile: "Then you are back alone."
Qin Fan was embarrassed. To be honest, Qin Fan, who was paralyzed, could not be afraid of anyone in his life, but he was indeed a little overwhelmed by the Lin Feng in front of him.
Anyway, every time Qin Fan came here, Lin Feng would wink at Qin Fan intentionally or unintentionally.
"Come in quickly," Lin Feng grabbed Qin Fan's arm and said with a smile.
Qin Fan nodded, and he took advantage of the opportunity to gently push away the other person's hand and come in.
Lin Feng also noticed it at this time, but she was not angry. In fact, she was used to it. Qin Fan had been deliberately alienating her.
But people are like this, the more you can't get it, the more you want to get it.
Arrive at the living room.
Lin Feng stood in front of Qin Fan, deliberately bent her body, and the two steamed buns on the collar suddenly started to shake, "Xiao Fan, what do you want to drink?"
Qin Fan glanced at the other party's two fair-skinned dumplings from the corner of his eye.
Qin Fan's Adam's apple rolled up and he swallowed with a gulp.
To be honest, this woman Lin Feng is really almost like a temptress. Both her beauty and slightly plump figure are a fatal blow to men.
He almost wanted to drink her milk.
However, Qin Fan still shook his head seriously and smiled bitterly, "Sister-in-law, I'll do whatever I want. Just boiled water will do."
Lin Feng glared at Qin Fan's cowardly appearance. Then she straightened up, covered her collar, and turned to pour Qin Fan a glass of hot water.
Qin Fan took it and thanked him. At this time, Lin Feng was sitting next to Qin Fan, and the two of them were watching TV.
Qin Fan must have been embarrassed at this time. He had nothing to say and said with a smile: "Sister-in-law, when will Xinrui be back?"
Lin Feng was peeling an apple. She stopped her hands and said, "Usually it's half past eight, so this time is probably soon."
When he heard that it was coming soon, Qin Fan was relieved. He and Lin Feng were alone together. Qin Fan felt that the pressure was too great.
At this time, she peeled the apple and handed it to Qin Fan. Lin Feng then approached Qin Fan and said with a smile: "Xiao Fan, after you finish eating this apple, give me another massage."
Qin Fan was eating an apple and almost choked to death when he thought of how Lin Feng had called him alone in the middle of the night to give her a massage.
Moreover, she asked Qin Fan to push her butt and buttocks at that time. Qin Fan was also drunk at that time.
After coughing twice and wiping his mouth, Qin Fan asked in confusion: "Sister-in-law, what's wrong with your health?"
Lin Feng rolled his eyes.
She suddenly put one hand on her waist and said, "I don't know what's wrong, but my waist has been hurting for the past two days."
Qin Fan was speechless as soon as he saw it. He thought that if you are paralyzed, you should pretend to be sick if you want to.
However, although Qin Fan thinks so in his heart, he will definitely not say it out loud.
Suddenly Qin Fan nodded and pretended to be silly and smiled and said: "Sister-in-law, don't sit here, it's not good for your waist. Lie down in the room for a while."
Lin Feng rolled her eyes when she heard this. She snorted and straightened her body. Immediately, the two big white steamed buns swayed and trembled again.