Linzhou Municipal Bureau

In the village at midnight, three creeping figures quietly turned into a narrow alley from the cement road lined with small buildings.The narrow alleys are dark and dark, leading to a dirt road deep in the village.

The continuous sound of insects makes the summer and autumn communicative countryside nights especially quiet.The flickering light on the dirt road, shone down from a few poorly connected street lamps on the side of the road, accompanied by the rustling and rubbing sounds from the three night guests, made this day full of life, the bushes, , was infected with a mysterious atmosphere of twelve points.

The road the three of them walked became more and more remote, until they stopped in front of a bungalow deep in the bushes.

The house occupies an area of ​​about ten square meters, and most of the limestone on the outer wall has fallen off, leaving patches of cement bricks exposed.The panes of the two windows had been broken, and pieces of cardboard had been haphazardly pasted on the window frames.A corner of the roof had collapsed, and what looked like a canvas covered sticks protruding from the edge of the collapse.Under the dim moonlight, the whole building gives people a very uncomfortable feeling.

Approaching the house, a rancid smell mixed with moss, sewage and kitchen waste wafted from the corner outside the bungalow.People who can hold back the sour water rising from their stomachs seem to be well-trained.

On the big rusty iron gate, hung the only new and shiny thing in the whole house - a big brass lock.The tall man took out the key from his pocket and quickly opened the copper lock. An unusually pungent stench, different from the corrupt smell outside, swarmed out of the house following the pushed open iron door.

A little police officer who was following him finally reached a critical point in the limit of suppressing his physiological reaction, and couldn't help but sneezed a lot.

"Who?!" Before Liu Fuqiang had time to turn on the light in the room, he was terrified by the voice outside the room, and he couldn't hide his inner panic in the sound of powerful shouting.

The moment the three people in the house turned their heads to look outside, suddenly a bright light turned their field of vision into a vast expanse of whiteness.They quickly covered their eyes with their hands, and the large plastic bags in their hands fell to the ground in panic.

The sixteen or seventeen-year-old youth was the most sensitive and ran away.However, only one door of the bungalow was open. He rushed out like this, and he happened to send a head to the police at the scene.There was only a loud sound of a human body hitting the ground, followed by a scream, startling countless nocturnal creatures on the treetops in the grass.

"Be more honest, boy!" Wang Fu took Liu Fugui's youngest son from Quan Yifeng and handcuffed him, while the other two police officers controlled the two adults.

Quan Yifeng used the searchlight to find the light switch in the house, and the light came on. The scene inside the house shocked the four of them.

Unlike the garbage piled up outside the bungalows and the infestation of mosquitoes, the inside of the house is also full of sewage, but it is obvious that even a fly is unwilling to approach.

The low-wattage bulbs emitted a dim yellow light, but it was enough for them to see a large number of overcrowded waste plastic barrels in the house, and a large number of objects similar to bean sprouts and sauerkraut piled up in the barrels.Bursts of pungent stench rushed straight into the nostrils. I don't know if the toxicity in the smell was so strong that it caused hallucinations. The police officers at the scene felt a kind of fear that the sky would be overturned.

On the ground near the door, there was a row of small plastic buckets. According to the labels on them, they were supposed to be used for paint.Small plastic buckets were filled with viscous liquids, and some contained what appeared to be a stick for stirring.

Quan Yifeng kicked away several black plastic bags scattered on the ground, and saw words such as "Ya Kang Ling", "Prochloraz" and "Rootless Powder" printed on the packaging bags exposed inside.

Even if they don't know anything about chemistry, they can be sure that these are not good things, and they may still be highly toxic to the human body.Quan Yifeng frowned, it turned out that they ran into a black-hearted businessman and a black-hearted workshop.

Quan Yifeng walked around the bungalow, and found that there was a small road outside the door on the other side of the bungalow.Although the road is not very wide, it can barely accommodate a small van to pass through.It seems that they are usually there, transporting these poisonous bean sprouts and poisonous sauerkraut out of this black workshop.Presumably, Liu Fuqiang's family chose to take a detour today because they had a guilty conscience not long after the police came to the door.Unexpectedly, he still did not escape the police's pursuit, and was caught by Quan Yifeng and the others.

"What is this?" Quan Yifeng came back, pointed at the disgusting thing that was foaming in the plastic bucket, and asked Liu Fuqiang, enduring the stench.

"Bean, bean sprouts." Liu Fuqiang lowered his head. He didn't know whether he was annoyed that he shouldn't do such an outrageous thing, or that he shouldn't be worried that this crop of bean sprouts would go bad and risk going out on the cusp of this storm.

"You fucking eat bean sprouts like this at home?!" Liu Fuqiang should be thankful that the Wang Fu he met today is much more restrained than when he was younger.Anger is anger, Wang Fu, an old criminal policeman, still has a strong sense of law, since he can't really give this dog a hard kick, he must verbally curse a few words to relieve his hatred, "You fucking do such an outrageous thing. Aren't you afraid of being struck by lightning when you go out?!"

Although Quan Yifeng was surprised by this corrupt family, he still remembered the main purpose of their actions tonight.He asked Liu Fuqiang calmly, "How long have you been doing this kind of business?"

"Not long ago, just last month..." Before Liu Fuqiang could finish his sentence, Wang Fu grabbed his collar and pulled him up, his feet were almost off the ground. He changed his words subconsciously: "No, no, last year, last year four It started in May."

"Is your eldest son also involved?" Quan Yifeng continued to ask.

"Dummy, nerd doesn't participate. He can't do anything, and we never let him near here."

It was bright daylight, and the peace of Fengwei Village was broken by the sound of police sirens one after another.Liu Fuqiang's black workshop, wholesale stalls, and home have all become the focus of search by the Food and Drug Investigation Bureau.

The onlookers blocked the village road in front of his house.The most energetic one is the aunt next door. She and her grandson can be heard yelling loudly from a distance: "It turns out that this is the business of cutting off children and grandchildren. No wonder you got rich so quickly." , to build a building!"

The investigation into Liu Chenhao's body throwing case has broken the clues so far. The strange behavior of Liu Fuqiang's family turned out to be out of fear of the black heart workshop being exposed.The family is only busy earning black-hearted money with their heads down, and has no energy to manage the life and death of their mentally handicapped son.

Quan Yifeng handed over the scene to professionals from the Food and Drug Investigation Bureau, and he and Wang Fu went home.

The three young men who were detained yesterday reappeared in the village today.The three of them were still squatting in the same place, watching the back of the "City Bureau Criminal Police" police car going away, and then looked in the direction of Liu Fuqiang's house.The cigarette butts all over the floor betrayed their inner anxiety.

"Brother Xing, I don't think there is a way to go on like this. We have to strike first." Yang Chenghao crushed a cigarette butt that was only half smoked, his eyes narrowed, and a deep hole was drawn on the twenty-something's face. Deep wrinkles.

Liu Chenxing took a deep puff of the cigarette, and a large cloud of smoke sprayed out, covering Liu Chenbin's face.He threw the cigarette butt on the ground, stood up, patted his dusty back pocket, and said, "Come on, let's do it tonight."

After reporting the progress of the day and night to Sister Fei, it was almost two o'clock in the afternoon.Occasionally staying up all night is not a big deal for Quan Yifeng's age, but last night they tossed back and forth in the drug workshop for most of the night, and the pungent smell really made people's brains hurt.Quan Yifeng slept in his own small office until dinner time, only to wake up to the smell of food.

It was Ji Lian who came over from the canteen after finishing his meal. Seeing that Quan Yifeng had woken up, he handed him a glass of warm water and said, "Drink your saliva first to moisten your throat."

Quan Yifeng downed a large glass of water in one breath, and let out a long breath.

"Why don't you go home and sleep? Lay on the sofa and be careful that your waist hurts from sleeping." Ji Lian also took out clean clothes from the bag and asked him to change out the smelly ones.

"There's no clue about the case yet." Quan Yifeng said while taking off his clothes.

At this time, the door of the office was suddenly pushed open, and Li Yunbin ran in excitedly, saying, "Boss, I heard that you went with Brother Fu and got someone else..."

Li Yunbin looked at Quan Yifeng's uneven muscles all over his body with only a pair of underpants hanging on him, then looked at Ji Lian's bewildered expression, and abruptly threw the second half of his sentence to Siberia.His mouth and eyes opened into three big circles, and he didn't forget to put his palm on his lips even more dramatically, and stammered: "Boss, boss, you, you are, how hungry are you?" ?”

A shrill scream came from Quan Yifeng's small office. The source of the sound was suspected to be Comrade Li Yunbin, the technical backbone who was often beaten in the Criminal Investigation Brigade.

Li Yunbin covered his inexplicably beaten head, sat down next to Ji Lian, and complained to him miserably: "Professor Ji, I just came here to express my respect for the boss."

"The case is still a mystery, what do you have to respect?" Quan Yifeng gnawed on the big chicken leg, and stabbed at Li Yunbin with a sharp eye.

"You can't say that. If the case can be solved so easily, our value will not be reflected." Sitting next to Ji Lian, Li Yunbin is not afraid of Boss Quan's sharp eyes, "A highly corrupt faceless Dead body, the source of the dead body was determined less than 24 hours after the first autopsy!"

Quan Yifeng finished off the chicken legs in twos and twos, and started to pick a piece of braised yellow croaker, his appetite was not affected at all.

"Moreover, in the next 24 hours, I even stopped by and took away a den that produced and sold poisonous bean sprouts!"

Ji Lian watched Li Yunbin put these two irrelevant things together, and said it happily, thinking, why does it sound so joyful...

In front of Li Yunbin, Quan Yifeng was already able to not save him the slightest bit of face: "It's all about, that man didn't get poisoned to death by bean sprouts."

Li Yunbin listened, and said thoughtfully: "Boss, you are right to say so. According to our test results, the deceased did not detect any components of the toxic compounds used by his family. Well, it seems The fertile water does not flow into outsiders' fields, and all the poisonous water is only used to harm outsiders."