Street office where the wind lives

"Do you remember your name?"

"..."

"Where is home?"

"..."

"Are there any relatives at home?"

"..."

"Director Wei, this won't do, I can't ask anything."

Nie Yiming put the cap on his pen and quit.

Early in the morning, he received a call from the office. Director Xiao Wei said that he had picked up a homeless man and asked the police to send someone over to take a look.

Ordinarily, this kind of suspected missing persons report should be handled by the security brigade next door. He is now in the criminal investigation brigade, so it is not easy to do it for him. However, because of his close personal relationship with Director Xiao Wei, Captain Nie made an exception and led the team to the police.

Director Xiao Wei probably has the physique of Conan, who is plagued by strange things every three days, and all he encounters are hard stubble. Just this homeless man in the shape of a sharp brother, from morning to noon, he didn't utter a word, and his eyes seemed to grow It's on the cookie jar, whoever dares to touch the jar, he will immediately jump up and bite like a rabies attack.

All the interns in the police force were so frightened that none of them dared to step forward, so Captain Nie had no choice but to go into battle himself, trying to pry his mouth open with the only three or two lines of clues.

The whole morning passed with no progress, and Captain Nie's self-esteem was frustrated, so he and Wei Nanfeng occupied a trash can to get rid of their worries.

"Why don't you invite Consultant Shen to try?" Wei Nanfeng dusted off the cigarette, and suddenly thought: "Hey, why didn't he come with you this time?"

Nie Yiming twisted his neck uncomfortably, as if he couldn't scratch the itchy back, and said with a groan: "He...doesn't know what he's busy with recently, and he doesn't go to work. He's guessing which girl he's dating, anyway. This person is quite unreliable, and it is useless to shout."

Wei Nanfeng said no way, Shen Qiu was definitely not this kind of person in his impression, at least his work attitude was quite serious, as for his private life, it was none of his business?

Captain Nie probably has a strong sense of professional mission. As a people's policeman, he has too high demands on himself and his subordinates.But people are not sages, and no one has a small flaw. Besides, if a provocative character like Shen Qiuhao doesn't go out to harm the little girl, and just drowns in the criminal investigation team, that would be a waste of money.

Wei Nanfeng, as a heart-warming leader who treats his subordinates meticulously to the "hidden rules", really doesn't understand Captain Nie's distorted mentality, so he shrugs and refuses to comment.

At this time, Luan Zhou and several young men from the office filed in, lined up in a long line, shouldered the big and thick water pipe that Director Wei usually used to clean the car, and stepped into the small courtyard in a mighty manner.

Wei Nanfeng quickly stepped forward to pick him up, and carried the water hose on his shoulders: "What are you guys doing?"

Luan Zhou told everyone to put down their things, handed out a medical mask, glanced at the homeless man huddled in a corner, raised his chin at Wei Nanfeng, and said, "Disinfect."

Wei Nanfeng caught the eyeballs that fell out, and looked around at the young people in full armor in the courtyard. Those who didn't know it thought that the SARS virus had made a comeback. "Is it necessary to send out all the staff to take a bath? Except for Luan Zhou, what should everyone else do? Xiao Li, have you finished this quarterly report? Xiao Wang, did you go to visit the community census that I told you yesterday? ..."

Before Xiao Wei, Director Xiao, came out and picked them out one by one, everyone scattered like birds and beasts.When Luan Zhou saw that all the laborers had run away, he gave him an annoyed look, "Leader, bathing him is a big project, why are you saving labor so much?"

Seeing that the big light bulb Nie Yiming was still sticking next to him, Wei Nanfeng turned his hand that was about to pat him on the head halfway, and landed on his shoulder solemnly, "Little comrade, you are still too young. If you don't deal with the official duties in the department, tomorrow morning Someone came to the door to pull a banner ~ Also, don’t underestimate me as the leader, I usually brush the car myself, so it’s not a problem to brush the individual.” He gave Luan Zhou a wink, “Captain Nie is not Are you there too? The people’s police came to our Wuyi Road to show their light and enthusiasm, so it’s unethical not to let people participate.”

Luan Zhou suddenly realized, and clapped his hands like a seal, "Oh~ So we invited foreign aid, so Captain Lao Nie is here."

Nie Yiming watched the two sing together inexplicably: "Huh?"

Why do I have to work at the police station even after I have been transferred to the Municipal Bureau!

Five minutes later, the three of them each held a water pipe, put the homeless man in the open space in the middle of the yard, surrounded him, opened the gate to release the water, and slammed his head and face.

As the torrential rain poured down, Nie Yiming shouted at the top of his voice, "Director Wei, can you do it, I think he's about to choke to death!"

Wei Nanfeng: "Keep going, don't stop! Get rid of his Riley head! There have been a lot of bugs in the office these two days, maybe this is where they originated!"

"He he he he...he stood up!" Luan Zhou suddenly jumped three feet high, and the water column drew an arc in the air, "I'm going to bite!"

The homeless man was like a giant king kong temporarily trapped by ropes. Once he broke free, he immediately fought back desperately. He slammed the concrete floor with heavy steps in a rage, and his eyes like searchlights shot at the three of them in turn.

A chill ran up Nie Yiming's back, and he sensed a strange aura, "You two step back—" he sternly reprimanded, before leaning forward alone.

This imperceptible breath comes from "the same kind"...

The homeless man took two steps forward, like a zombie in Plants vs. Zombies, who stopped moving after encountering a nut blocking the way. Everyone stared at each other for a few seconds. Suddenly, he held the jar in front of his chest, He knelt down straight.

Wei Nanfeng, Luan Zhou, Nie Yiming:! ! !

Although this scruffy-looking mop brother is strong and athletic, he is not young no matter how he looks at it, maybe he is older than all three of them combined.

"Aren't you taking our life away?" Wei Nanfeng hurriedly helped him up, "No matter what difficulties you have, get up first and talk about it later."

Who would have thought that this person seemed to be on the ground, Wei Nanfeng grabbed him but didn't get up, instead he took a few steps back.

The three of them looked at each other and decided to wait and see what happened.

The tramp held the pot in his arms with one hand, and dipped the other hand into the stagnant water on the ground. Judging by his appearance, he seemed to be preparing to write.

The three hurriedly poked their heads and leaned forward. The homeless man might really be a master of calligraphy hidden among the people. With his fingertips dipped in water, he scribbled a few strokes on the concrete floor, displaying the free and easy running script in front of his eyes.

Luan Zhou: "Yao, Jian, Tan???"

Wei Nanfeng: "What? Lumbar disk? It is also a nine-year compulsory education. Why are you so outstanding, this classmate?"

Luan Zhou shoved him with restrained disgust on his face, "You will know when you are old, I said he wrote about Yao Jiantan!"

Nie Yiming also had an unbelievable expression on his face, staring at the three big characters on the ground, looking left and right: "This is... a name? Parents are too bad, eh, man, you gave it as a phone bill."

"Waist...talkative! Right?" Wei Nanfeng laughed, "Now that you remember your name, think about it and see if you can remember anything else, such as where you live, your family's name and phone number..."

"Director Wei!" Nie Yiming interrupted him suddenly, "This doesn't seem to be his own name."

Wei Nanfeng: "Eh?"

Luan Zhou nodded, with "Second Minister" written all over his face, he said sternly: "That's right, when you called him just now, he didn't agree, and he didn't even lift his head. This is a person who just told someone his name. Is there any reaction? Even if there is a mental problem, when someone calls his name, there will be a special stress reaction."

Wei Nanfeng looked at him earnestly, and felt that the little comrade was getting closer to Zhu Zhechi, and he was becoming more and more like a magic stick.

Luan Zhou gave him a look of "I'm good", and continued to analyze: "He probably wants us to help him find someone? Or this guy named Yao Jiantan owes him money, anyway, this person is a starting point, Captain Nie , you'd better send people back to the game now, and quickly check if there is such a character."

"Okay, I'm planning to do the same." Nie Yiming responded, and went to the side to point Jiang Shan through the receiver.

Wei Nanfeng took the opportunity to embrace Luan Zhou, pulled him to his side, and let him half lean into his arms, "Yes, you, you have written very effective mystery novels recently, and your case analysis is sound. If you are so outstanding, Nie Yiming is coming Dig my corner."

"I'll just make a blind analysis. Anyone who isn't a pig can see some clues." Luan Zhou hooked his chin with a backhand, "Really, Mario's IQ can be seen after a while. Probably a certain leader recently Essence/worm is on the brain, the sex makes the mind faint, and the business ability is plummeting, you can take care of yourself, if you continue like this, you will soon fall from the pinnacle of love to the Waterloo of career." Luan Zhou patted Wei Nanfeng's face. Swimming out of his arms like a fish, "Come on, Director Wei, clean up as soon as he's emotionally stable, let it affect the city's appearance too much, is the office not going to get the environmental model medal this year? "

Wei Nanfeng rubbed his face and thought about it for a moment, followed him to pick up the water pipe, and poured down another jet of water, washing away the half-dry and not wet three-character names on the ground. mark.

The muddy water flowing through the drainpipe gradually cleared up, and the homeless man finally showed his human form. He turned out to be a middle-aged man with regular features, with "concentrated moles" on his square face, all the way from his left temple to his cheek. Form a string of seven stars.With his thick eyebrows and big eyes, he looks like a god who has benefited one side and descended to earth.

Wei Nanfeng didn't expect this guy to have a decent face after taking off his "makeup", so he couldn't help being respectful, and pushed Luan Zhou into the room with one hand, "Hurry up and pick out some clothes from my closet to change for him."

Luan Zhou was still in shock and didn't come back to his senses. He nodded his head like a pounding garlic, slipped in with the wind under his feet, plunged into the closet and began to writhe.

To say that this person has more or less a bit of a cheap gene in his bones. Once he gets something, he immediately doesn't know how to cherish it.When Luan Zhou met Wei Nanfeng for the first time, he thought it was good-looking no matter how he looked. He even thought it was simple and handsome to wear a shirt and jeans for decades, but once they were together, the handsome guy was still the same handsome guy. I can't be flattering, I'm tired of looking at Director Wei's old cadre's outfits, and asked him to pick an old man's shirt from this cabinet, but I really can't do it, I can't bear it, Luan Zhou opened the window and roared:

"Wei Nanfeng, are you the global image ambassador of Heilan Home! Let me choose clothes from Heilan Home and Hengyuanxiang. This is no less difficult than choosing who to save when you and my mother fall into the river."

Wei Nanfeng was trying to snatch the cookie jar from the homeless man. He looked powerful and wretched. He almost stumbled when he heard Luan Zhou's shout. He said: "Otherwise, you still have to wear a three-piece suit, and change it into a ribbon (style) that goes directly to the red carpet in Cannes, right? You can just pull one and put it on, it's not troublesome."

Luan Zhou took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and used the unique martial arts "Yiyang Finger", "Success, it's up to you."

Just as he was about to go out with his clothes in his arms, Nie Yiming howled for two miles:

"Xiao Luan, Director Wei!"

He seldom speaks in such a hurry, probably because there is news from the police station, he ran back to the small courtyard, and worked hard for a long time to find his voice, as if what he was going to say next was his own. Do not believe the same.

"The team called, and they have compared the archives of the whole province, paying special attention to checking suspicious persons with criminal records, and found that..."

Wei Nanfeng and Luan Zhou listened intently.

"There is no such person."

The author has something to say: Except for the extraordinary performance of the suit in Macau, Director Xiao Wei's clothes are very bad in the rest of the time...

So when it comes to the importance of matching a boyfriend with good clothes, little comrades have a long way to go