That Scumbag is Going To Heaven
Chapter 54
Last year''s physical examination found that Yang Qiwei had some minor physical problems. The doctor repeatedly told him to smoke less and had better quit smoking. However, in their business, there are few non-smokers and smokers.
There are many cases, great pressure, pressure from the top and close attention from the bottom. The media will come out from time to time, stay up all night and continue to run early the next morning.
People, after all, are not made of iron. There are always times when they can''t carry it, but they can''t. They have to carry it, not just hard bars. They have to refresh themselves.
Smoke is Yang Qiwei''s refreshing guy.
When the cigarette end was pressed, Yang Qiwei got up and opened the window and said to Lu Zhian, "go and stand outside. The smell of smoke has dissipated. Come in again."
Lu Shian didn''t go. He looked down at the blue folder in his hand. There was a very cold feeling between his elegant eyebrows. "Uncle, look at this. It should be helpful to your case."
"Tonight''s failure in group B failed to be a matter of concern. I suspect that two other suspects had not entered Anyang since the beginning."
"I made an analysis chart of the action track of the four people and the city they stayed in, in which I wrote some personal ideas, which you can refer to."
At the age of eighteen or nine, Lu Zhian was still green and frivolous, but although Lu Zhian still had green and astringent, his introverted and gentle temperament had long replaced frivolous.
This is a young man with high intelligence quotient. He has sharp eyes hidden with a smile and can see through the hearts of the people. He is also a young man with high face value, elegant facial features and a gentle temperament like jade.
It''s rare for him to get angry. When he came into contact with the dark side early, he learned to hide his emotions early. What he saw was the smile of a stranger when he returned from the wind. It was clear and clean, without any smell of darkness.
No one would have thought that such a clean and elegant young man, his hands touched the gun, took a knife, singled out the suspect, and Interpol with the Interpol.
Even Yang Qiwei, an uncle, doesn''t know much.
The evening breeze in the early morning was cool and refreshing. When it blew in from the open window, all the choking smell of smoke gradually faded until only a shallow aftertaste remained. It was like a cloudy office.
It''s very simple. It''s as simple as a humble office. A bookcase, a desk, a chair and several plastic steel chairs are Yang Qiwei''s office.
But conspicuous, when counting our national flag, it adds nothing yet solemn to the office.
Before Yang Qiwei sat down, he reached out and took the folder in his hand.
Tonight, group a successfully arrested all the two suspects, but group B rushed to the beard depression, and there was no one in the target area.
The sound of chairs dragging came from the office. Yang Qiwei, who lowered his head, looked up and said to Jiang lie, "go, cover him with a thin sheet, run to me and get a cold home. I can''t tell the old lady and the old man. The platoon leader has to eat for several days."
Lu Shian lined up several plastic steel chairs and laid them down. They became a small "bed" for temporary sleep. The bed was small and tall, and only allowed to lie on one side.
He is not relaxed at this time. He has a serious lack of sleep. When he has some time, he goes to bed quickly.
When Jiang lie brought the thin quilt, Lu Zhian was already sleeping soundly and tired. Yang Qiwei was so distressed that he didn''t wake Lu Zhian up later.
When he got home, Ning couldn''t be as good as him. He found a place to sleep.