super agricultural empire

()ps: Thank you very much: Fat Liang, the goddess is the biggest, and the little pumpkin is 00. As a newcomer, I am very excited, excited, happy, happy... I will post a chapter in the early morning, and I will go back to the place where I live during the day, and I will go to Changlong Go around the field, and the next chapter will be posted in the evening, and the 7nd update will start in July at the latest.

Jiang Haijun was outside the interrogation room, pointing his nose and staring at Wang Zhenhu and yelling at him. He could only bear with it, not daring to be dissatisfied, and humbly helped Jiang Haijun light his cigarette, and served him respectfully.

Jiang Haijun was cursing and cursing, feeling that it was meaningless, and thinking about relying on Huzi to take advantage of Boss Zheng, his voice was much quieter. After all, Jiang Haijun, as the people's police, directly came forward for some things that would damage the image of the police. It would be better to leave it to someone like Huzi to do it, and his own risk would be greatly reduced. With this level of concern, he gradually stopped talking.

Feng Qishan walked to the door and closed the door which was concealed tightly. Jiang Haijun leaned on the door to eavesdrop, making it boring, and started smoking in the corridor resentfully. Think about how to approach the case next.

To put it bluntly, this kind of fight is an ordinary public security case. If no one reports to the police, who will take care of such trivial matters? The society is loitering and doing side things.

I met a stinky boy who came from the countryside. He was a soldier but didn't make a name for himself. He retired poorly.

After thinking about it, Jiang Haijun thinks that there is no money to make in this case, but he is not willing to let it go like this. There must be some benefits, right?Otherwise, this trip would be in vain, and Boss Zheng will definitely have no money to take if he doesn't punish that kid.Huzi will scold him if he doesn't scold him. You can't expect a thug who runs errands to go back to help the boss speak well after being scolded?

How can there be such a good thing in the world.

Now Feng Qishan came back and wanted to talk to Yu Wufeng alone, which made Jiang Haijun's mind even more heavy. He didn't know what kind of medicine this deputy director Feng sold in his gourd, and why he was so interested in a poor veteran all of a sudden.

Could it be that he really wants to make a big fuss about this matter and remove his captaincy?

The more Jiang Haijun thought about it, the more uneasy he became. He has been working in the police for ten years, and he can be regarded as an old fritter. , face seyin is uncertain.

Feng Qishan closed the door and walked back. Every step he took was very serious. Every step seemed to use force, and there was a sense of rhythm.

Yu Wufeng put the water glass on the desk and looked at Feng Qishan. He had a tall and straight figure, neatly dressed, and two four-star epaulettes, exuding silver brilliance. He was the deputy director at a young age. He is really young and promising. Looking at his sonorous and powerful steps, there seems to be a familiar feeling.

Yu Wufeng's face became serious, his brows were slightly frowned, the deputy director had been a soldier, and he was also a sharp-edged soldier.

In this extremely short time, Yu Wufeng came to the conclusion.

Feng Qishan met Yu Wufeng's gaze. He was more sure of Yu Wufeng's identity at this time, and he was too familiar with it. However, Yu Wufeng had led too many soldiers, and he couldn't recognize himself for a while. He knew this very well.

Jiang Haijun and others were locked outside the interrogation room. At this time, there were no outsiders here. Feng Qishan's emotions became agitated. He quickly walked to the desk. Yu Wufeng stood up suspiciously. Judging by his posture, he clearly knew himself. people.

So, who is this deputy director who is a soldier?

"Instructor!" Feng Qishan snapped, stood at attention and saluted, and shouted respectfully, looking at the young man in front of him with burning eyes.

"..." Yu Wufeng was sure that he was a soldier he had led, and looked at him with a serious expression, but he still didn't remember it. After all, leading soldiers was only a short-term intensive training for the soldiers, and he was not an instructor who led soldiers for long-term training.

"Report, Instructor! Tiger Training Camp, Scouts of Class [-] of the ninth phase, Feng Qishan, report to you!" Feng Qishan saluted, and reported in full spirit.

"Feng Qishan, Class [-] of the ninth phase, you boy, the one who ran the [-] kilometers with the guns at the slowest time!" Yu Wufeng grinned, showing his white teeth, and said he was going to punch Feng Qishan on the shoulder, but he was handcuffed , an extremely awkward feeling.

"Yes, instructor!" Feng Qishan smiled brightly. The instructor in front of him still remembered himself. When he saw the handcuffs on the instructor's hands, his face turned red, and he scratched his head embarrassedly and said, "Instructor, I'm sorry to let you suffer. I am wronged, I will open it for you right now, Jiang Haijun is a bastard, I will deal with him sooner or later!"

Feng Qishan took the key to open the handcuffs, scolded Jiang Haijun for doing too much, and threw the gleaming handcuffs on the table.

"Hehe, it's okay, it's nothing. I didn't meet you. If they want to mess around, they don't have a chance!" Yu Wufeng looked at him with a smile and said.

"Instructor, if you hadn't been merciful, there would be nothing that old boy Jiang Haijun could do to get you." Feng Qishan poured a glass of water for the instructor again, and handed it over respectfully, and Yu Wufeng took it bluntly.

"Deputy Director Feng, I can understand that the people don't fight with the officials." Yu Wufeng said after taking a sip of water.

"Instructor, don't let me down, you still call me Xiao Feng, or you can call me Qishan." Feng Qishan rubbed his hands and said.

"Well, I think you are still you, the same soldier I brought with you, not changed at all! Tell me, why did you change careers and come back to be a police officer? Aren't you very good in the 52nd Regiment?" Yu Wufeng smiled and patted Feng Qishan's shoulders are very appreciated.

"This, it's like this..." Feng Qishan walked to the water dispenser, poured himself a glass of water from a disposable paper cup, then walked back, and started talking to Yu Wufeng.

In the interrogation room, Feng Qishan talked about the past with the instructor who hadn't seen him for many years.

At this time, outside the interrogation room, Jiang Haijun put his ears on the door panel, trying to hear what the two of them were saying inside, but the sound insulation in the interrogation room was surprisingly good, and he heard a vague "instructor" Then the wind buzzed in my ears, and I couldn't hear anything.

Jiang Haijun was full of doubts. Feng Qishan was a policeman who retired from the army and turned to work. Then he served in the army before. He must be in a very good army. Only outstanding soldiers and officers in the army may be assigned to the police after changing jobs. department.

But now that Feng Qishan seemed to call Yu Wufeng "instructor", could it be... Jiang Haijun didn't dare to think about it, and shook his head. He didn't believe it was true, he must have heard it wrong just now.

Wang Zhenhu was lying on the door frame, gritted his teeth and endured the pain in his body, eavesdropping hard, but still looked blank, and Jiang Haijun and Jiang Haijun stared at each other, there was nothing they could do.

"Team Jiang! Team Jiang!" On the side of the corridor turning the door, Pony puffed and shouted while trotting, waving his hands constantly, trying to attract the attention of the two.

"Hurried, what are you talking about!" Jiang Haijun straightened up and said, with a displeased face, waiting for Xiao Ma with a stern face.