Dapeng City.
Municipal Bureau.
"Zhou Feng, no, Captain Zhou, long time no see."
When Zhou Feng first entered the Dapeng Municipal Bureau.
A man about the same age as Zhou Feng walked out, with a bright smile on his face. He stepped forward to give Zhou Feng a hug.
Zhou Feng stretched out his hand to block.
"The deceased Han Jianshan is related to a case I am currently in charge of. Captain Yang, my purpose of coming this time is very simple. Hand over the deceased to me."
When Captain Yang saw Zhou Feng getting straight to the point, the bright smile on his face disappeared instantly.
"Captain Zhou, the accident happened in our Dapeng City. You, the Jiangnan City Bureau, came to pick him up. Can't you justify it?"
Yang Zhen.
To be more precise, he and Zhou Feng are classmates.
After graduation, one returned to Jiangnan City and the other to Dapeng City. Their life trajectories were surprisingly similar. They graduated in the same year, entered the police system in the same year, and served as the criminal investigation captain in the same year.
"Yang Zhen, I will personally give you face in the next life."
"Don't be disrespectful, I will decide this case, and our director will explain it clearly to your director." Zhou Feng snorted.
"Haha, Zhou Feng, this case belongs to me and no one can take it away. I said so. Don't tell us that your director told our director. Even if our director spoke in person, you can't take it away. I said so. "
Wang Datou watched the two people confront each other tit for tat.
It was also at this time that the director of the Dapeng Municipal Bureau came out: "Yang Zhen, you don't need to be responsible for this case. Let the people from Jiangnan City take it away."
Hearing what his director said, Yang Zhen was stunned, and then said: "Director, this is a murder that happened at the airport. It has a huge impact. How can I let them take it away?"
The director looked at Zhou Feng: "Captain Zhou, right?"
"Your director has said hello to me. I will send the body to Jiangnan City. Do you think you should do the autopsy here or return to Jiangnan City for another inspection?"
Zhou Feng immediately said: "Director, there is no need to send the body away for now. Our forensic doctor will arrive later and will conduct an autopsy here."
"Zhou Feng, what do you mean?"
"Can't our forensic doctors test it?"
The director's expression changed.
"Yang Zhen, you can assist in this case, but you are not responsible."
Yang Zhen: "...!"
"Everything depends on Captain Zhou."
After the director finished speaking, he turned and left.
Zhou Feng walked up to Yang Zhen and patted Yang Zhen on the shoulder: "The director is here, and I can't take him with him. What did you say?"
Yang Zhen: "...!"
"Oh, by the way, I'm tired from the flight and also hungry. If you treat me to a meal, make sure it's good." Zhou Feng continued.
Yang Zhen: "...!"
"Oh, and please remember to help me preserve the body and not move it. Our forensic doctor is on the way."
"Come on, take me to dinner."
Yang Zhen: "...!"
When Zhou Feng went out, he turned to Wang Datou and said: "Wang Yu, you take Wei Hai to find a place to stay first, and we will talk about the case when Shangguan and the others arrive."
"Okay Team Zhou."
A restaurant, in a private room.
"Zhou Feng, are you deliberately trying to get into trouble with me?"
After the food was served, Yang Zhen looked at Zhou Feng who was immersed in eating and said angrily.
"How did you die?"
Zhou Feng raised his head, wiped his mouth and asked.
"After we learned that he was from Jiangnan City, we investigated his identity. Before we could conduct an autopsy, you came." Yang Zhen said, "It's the director of Hongshan Psychiatric Hospital in Jiangnan City. Pengshi is here to attract investment.”
"We investigated his information in Dapeng City, and Han Jianshan did indeed get an investment."
Zhou Feng shook his head.
"How did you die?"
Yang Zhen: "I don't know. There were no obvious injuries or signs of poisoning. According to the airport personnel, Han Jianshan died while resting and sleeping."
"Without an autopsy, all I can tell you is that he was killed in his sleep."
Zhou Feng smiled: "He was killed in the dream?"
"Now if you want to know how you died, you can only do an autopsy."
"Zhou Feng, don't go too far. The level of forensic medicine in our city bureau is not low. If you ask me, can't you just ask us to do your autopsy?"
Zhou Feng looked at Yang Zhen.
"Help me do the autopsy?"
"Yang Zhen, do you really think I'm stupid?"
"After your autopsy, I am not allowed to get all the information from you? Will you give it all to me willingly?"
Yang Zhen's face became serious.
"You said the deceased was related to the case in your hand?"
Zhou Feng nodded: "Yes, it is indeed related. The deceased was the director of Hongshan Psychiatric Hospital, and a patient also died in Hongshan Psychiatric Hospital."
"Based on the autopsy results from our medical examiner, there appears to be something wrong with the deceased."
"When we asked Han Jianshan to go back, Han Jianshan died at the airport."
Yang Zhen's eyes moved.
"You mean, there's something fishy here?"
Zhou Feng took a sip of water and said, "If there's anything fishy about it, just check it out and you'll find out."
"Anyway, you'd better stop asking about this case now. It has nothing to do with you anymore."
Yang Zhen chuckled.
"Zhou Feng, don't be complacent. I have heard that many cases have occurred in Jiangnan City in the past six months. Most of these cases were not solved by you, Zhou Feng, right?"
"Asking for help? It seems that you, Zhou Feng, are not very good either."
"Look at our Dapeng City again. I am in charge. Who dares to commit a crime?"
"snort!"
Zhou Feng's face darkened.
"How did you know?"
Yang Zhen laughed: "Coincidence, it's all coincidence. The last director of your Jiangnan Municipal Bureau happened to be a good friend of our director. He mentioned it when they met a few days ago."
"It seems to be a person named Shen Chaoge, right? If you do the math, he's still our junior."
"Oh, I also know something else. Is Shen Chaoge a close disciple of Mr. Zhao? Zhou Feng, look, when I talk about this, I remember that there seemed to be someone who wanted to become a disciple, but was rejected?"
"They said they wouldn't accept any more disciples, but they accepted our junior disciple?"
"Now I realize that it's not that Mr. Zhao doesn't accept his disciples, but that he doesn't like him. Zhou Feng, do you think what I said makes sense?"
Zhou Feng's originally gloomy expression gradually turned into a smile.
"Hey, I remembered it when you mentioned this. I remember that Su Lanlan in our class is getting married next month, right?"
"I remember, we are getting married on the 10th next month. I received the invitation the day before yesterday. By the way, Yang Zhen, have you received the invitation?"
Yang Zhen slapped the table and stood up: "Zhou Feng, what do you mean?"
Zhou Feng sat peacefully and said with a smile: "A good friend and a good classmate are getting married, Yang Zhen, shouldn't you be happy? Or did you not receive the invitation?"
"hiss!"
Zhou Feng slapped his forehead.
"I forgot, you have been pursuing Su Lanlan for three years and they haven't agreed to it. I'm sorry, I'm sorry."
Yang Zhen looked at Zhou Feng angrily: "Zhou Feng, do you believe that I won't give you this case?"
Zhou Feng shook his head: "I don't believe it."
"Your director already said you would give it to me."
Yang Zhen: "Then what if I don't give it to you?"
Zhou Feng: "I'll ask your director to deduct your bonus and your perfect attendance."
Yang Zhen: "...!"
Zhou Feng stood up: "I'm full, remember to pay."
"gone."
