Sister, you miss me

Hua An is very skilled at connecting the pipe, holding the pipe according to Yang Feng's requirements, opening the ball valve, and starting to clean up one area.

This process took half an hour, but unfortunately, except for some broken glass and broken porcelain, Yang Feng found nothing.

In the end, Yang Feng patted Hua An on the shoulder: "Brother, you are tired, I will pay for these tools and materials."

"Leader, what you said, it's my honor to serve you, but I'm a bit regretful, I haven't been able to help you!"

"Who said that!" Yang Feng shook Hua An's hand, "You help me eliminate a doubt! The grassroots comrades all have a heart of gold."

Hua An's face flushed immediately: "You are serious."

"I remember you, goodbye."

Yang Feng appeared at the picking scene with a wry smile. Song Xin raised her head and glanced, while beating her lower back, she said, "Looking at your expression, you have found nothing."

Yang Feng nodded: "If nothing is found here, we will be really busy today."

"Also use your nonsense."

Yang Feng shook his head and didn't mind Song Xin's tone of voice: "So, I hope everyone will have a strong spirit, take out their own eyes, and carefully screen them."

"Comrade Yang Feng, let's do less talk and do more!" Fan Guang said openly, "I listen to someone-he is not ashamed. It only takes two hours to say anything. Now, one hour has passed."

Yang Feng didn't say much, his eyes turned to a pile of garbage that hadn't been moved.

In fact, several people talked about looking for suspicious things, but they didn't know what to look for, and there was no clear concept at all.

Yang Feng thought for a while, and his right hand flicked in the trash for a while, and then he drew aside to draw a pattern of Tai Chi Pisces on the trash.

"Big Brother Yang, what are you doing?" Niu Rong asked Meng Da da.

"I think it's a mystery!" Fan Guang said.

"Ha, how did you know that this time you really got you right, not just playing mystery, but also sensationalizing."

Fan Guang was completely speechless.

And Song Xin's forehead was instantly covered with black lines.

Yang Feng laughed, "But, now is the time to witness the miracle."

Yang Feng triggered a mechanism, and his right hand suddenly became an electromagnet, and its magnetism was strong. He saw his palm flicking over the trash, crackling and crackling, and the palm of his hand suddenly attracted countless weird small iron pieces.

This scene was too magical, and even more bizarre, all three of them were dumbfounded.

"Magic?" Fan Guang couldn't help but said.

"Brother Yang, how did you do it." Niu Rong's eyes were filled with surprise and admiration.

Although Song Xin didn't speak, she was still searching.

"Let's talk about it later. You can take a look at my hand to find out if there is anything special. Let's choose one side roughly, and then go over it again. I don't think it can be used three times, so we can call it a day."

After speaking, Yang Feng fart-sit on a pony, and Song Xin and Niu Rong picked them up in his hands.

In order to show his backbone, Fan Guang still digs through the garbage dump.

During this process, there were some uncertain things, and Song Xin used tweezers to put it in the evidence bag, and was going to take it back to use the equipment for screening.

Yang Feng sat there comfortably, two beautiful women pouting their farts, looking for something in his hand.

After a pile, there was another pile, and finally came to the pile where Fan Guang was.

As time went by, Yang Feng's brows became more frowning. When the two girls were busy, he was not idle. He had enough sight to search for suspicious things in the remaining garbage, but he still found nothing.

Finally, after all the selections were completed, Song Xin put the last small object into the evidence bag.

"Hold on, let me take a look." Yang Feng took it from Song Xin and looked at it carefully.

A jet-black iron sheet with a piece of metal inlaid in the middle, one end of the metal is relatively regular, and the other end is like a mushroom cloud.

Yang Feng smiled, "It seems that we found something?"

"Is this?" Niu Rong frowned and asked.

Yang Feng nodded: "Look at what this is?"

Niu Rong took it over and looked left, then smiled bitterly: "I don't know."

Song Xin looked at it and shook her head.

Fan Guang took it and looked over and over again, slowly widening his eyes, "Is it a bullet?"

"Medium!" Yang Feng snapped his fingers, "80% can't be wrong, we really haven't worked in vain."

Then, Yang Feng gave Fan Guang a thumbs up, "Boy, good eyesight."

This time, Fan Guang didn't feel harsh, but scratched his head shyly: "Slightly worse than Brother Yang."

"Hey, I also know that I am humble, not bad."

Niu Rong shrugged his nose at him, and Fan Guang finally smiled naively.

Song Xin squeezed the combination of the two things and said, "This is indeed like a warhead, but it needs further confirmation. Yang Feng, you mean that this piece of black iron is the body of a gas cylinder."

"Director Song, not only is he naturally beautiful, he is also very clever."

Song Xin really didn't want to take care of this guy. She said: "Since we have found out, do we need to continue searching in this pile of garbage?"

Yang Feng shrugged: "This is Director Song's business."

Song Xin thought for a while, then rushed to Fan Guang and Niu Rong, "Let’s go back to the city bureau first. You two will work hard. If you find anything, let me know as soon as possible."

"If you don't have my contact information, just ask your dad." Song Xin said this to Niu Rong.

"understand."

Yang Feng left side by side with Song Xin, and after walking a few steps, he raised his arm and shook it, "Two kids, goodbye!"

"Big Brother Yang."

"Yep?"

Yang Feng turned around and saw Niu Rong running over with his police cap.

"Something else?"

Niu Rong stretched out his right hand: "Brother Yang, it's nice to meet you."

"It is also my honor to know a beautiful police flower like you."

The two hands are held together.

"Can you tell me your contact information, mobile phone number or WeChat ID..." As he said, Niu Rong's face suddenly changed: "Brother Yang, you..."

Yang Feng pulled out his hand and said with a smile: "It's better to forget each other in the world. There will be a period later."

After all, go freely.

"Hey, is it sour? That's how you sult me?"

In the BMW, Song Xin shook her head lightly.

Yang Feng sighed, "Well, my level has no effect on Director Song, so I can only play with Niu Rong, a girl who hasn't been deeply involved in the world."

"It's good to know, your way is far from it!"

After that, Song Xin's mouth curled up. It is undeniable that today is the happiest day since working. It turns out that work can start like this.

Director Song oiled the floor, the BMW engine roared, and the cool red figure flew towards the fiery sunset.

Fan Guang turned his head as he watched BMW leave, only to find that his sister Rong looked desperate.

Fan Guang’s thoughts were that Niu Rong’s soul had been taken away by Yang Feng, and he couldn’t deny that Yang Feng was indeed sunny and handsome, and he was so proficient. Especially this afternoon’s performance made him feel amazing. .

Fan Guang had to admit that some people are born with a heartbreaking personality charm.

"Rongrong, you..." Fan Guang decided to break the silence despite being sad.

Unexpectedly, Niu Rong's big eyes suddenly burst into tears.

Fan Guang was shocked: "Rongrong, Yang Feng won't leave you with your contact information, and you won't be like this! I'm also uncomfortable if you are like this."

Niu Rong couldn't help shaking her head, her tears getting bigger and bigger, dripping faster and faster, and finally couldn't help crying loudly.

"Rongrong, what's wrong with you, don't scare me, okay." Fan Guang held the shoulders of his beloved girl and looked at her pretty face with rain, "In my heart, you have always been a strong girl. You shed tears because of a man you met for the first time, and I look down on you. Are you also a superficial nympho?"

Niu Rong held Fan Guang's shoulder on his forehead, and wept silently. This time, Fan Guang was so happy that this was the first intimate contact between the goddess and herself.

Fan Guang raised his arms carefully and gently gathered her beloved girl, feeling that her shoulders were still twitching-moving, and he gently patted it, once, and again.

In the sunset, the shadows of the two people are intertwined.

When Fan Guang discovered this, he almost fainted happily, wishing he could last forever like this.

Niu Rong finally stopped crying and gently pushed Fan Guang away. For a while, her eye circles were red and swollen.

"Rongrong, don't get me wrong, I don't mean anything else?"

Fan Guang quickly explained that it has been half a year since he started pursuing her. He hasn't even touched her hand. He hugged and hugged her again today. It was miserable if he was misunderstood by Niu Rong.

Niu Rong smiled bitterly: "Xiao Guang, you misunderstood me. Although Big Brother Yang is very dazzling, I haven't reached the point of being that kind of idiot. I cried because I felt sorry for him."

"Distressed for him?" Fan Guang was puzzled. In his eyes, Yang Feng was too hungry, and there was no way to look distressed.

Niu Rong shook his head: "Don't you think it's strange that his hands can absorb iron tools?"

"Yes, it's strange. I really can't figure it out. Even qigong is not just about adsorbing iron parts."

"It's a fake hand. I shook hands with him just to make sure that it was like that. It was a robotic hand. Although it looks like a fake hand, it doesn't feel deceived."

"So, is he disabled?"

"Yes, how can he be disabled for such a good person! It really hurts me."

"Okay, okay." So, Fan Guang felt relieved for a while, "Rongrong, originally, you were people from two worlds, and you are still. Let's complete the task assigned by Director Song."

"Oh, it's getting dark, let's hurry up."

Seeing Niu Rong turning around, Fan Guang violently waved a fist at the void.

...

"Why, why not let me die!"

In the First People's Hospital of Longyang City, Xin Dongfang’s mother had just regained consciousness and cried loudly when she heard that her son had died tragically.

Immediately a doctor stepped forward to appease, but the old woman flared her teeth and claws, leaving blood marks on the faces of the doctors and nurses who approached her.

Everyone has heard that her son is dead, but there is a limit to sympathy. At this moment, the doctors and nurses look at the wounds on their faces, and some people suggest sedatives.

At this moment, Niu Rong and Fan Guang walked into the ward.