Detective From the Future: Eighty Two Sad Tears

　　 the next morning.

　　 An alarm clock awakened Han Bin.

　　 Last night, Han Bin drank half a catty of wine, no more, no less, just right. He came back and took a shower and slept steadily.

　　 Really relieved from fatigue!

　　Han Bin rinsed and ran downstairs to his parents’ house for dinner.

　　As soon as Han Bin opened the door, Wang Huifang heard something in the kitchen: "Binzi is here?"

　　 "Hmm."

　　 "Wash your hands and prepare to eat."

　　 "What do you eat?" Han Bin asked.

　　 "Dumplings."

　　 "It's such a luxury, eat dumplings early in the morning?" Han Bin was a little surprised.

　　 "You made it yesterday, and you didn't come back. There are a lot of dumplings left. Fry it this morning." Wang Huifang said.

　　 dumplings are definitely delicious, but the leftover dumplings taste good when they are fried.

　　"Where is Dad?"

　　"He said that in the past two days, there were many tourists and many affairs in the area. He left without breakfast."

　　 "Comrade Han, when I am busy, I also feel a lot of balance." Han Bin smiled.

　　 "There is polenta in the pot, and the dumplings will be ready immediately."

　　 Han Bin took a bowl of polenta and poured another dish of vinegar.

　　 Not long after, Wang Huifang walked over with a plate, which contained fried dumplings and a meat sausage. This meat sausage is easy to store and easy to eat. Put it in the refrigerator at night and fry it in the morning.

　　 Han Weidong likes to eat meat sausages, but Wang Huifang feels that it is not clean. In her words, good meats are already sold. The meat sausages bought outside are definitely not good meat. He once refused to let the sausages on the table.

　　 It can be said that there are policies at the top and countermeasures at the bottom. Comrade Han is a tried-and-tested cadre, so naturally he will not be stumped by this trivial matter. He inquired about a shop that made sausages and bought meat by himself and watched the production. Meat sausages can ensure that the ingredients are clean, and you can eat them without worry.

　　 The hygiene problem is solved, Wang Huifang no longer prevents meat sausages from being served on the table. One is because it tastes good and both husband and son love it, and the other one is easy to make. Put it in the refrigerator at night and fry it in a pan in the morning. You can eat it.

　　 "Son, will you take a rest today on Saturday?"

　　"It’s endless. I just caught the suspect yesterday and closed the case. The files, confession, transcripts, and procedures have not been sorted out yet. I have to work for a long time today."

　　 "Eat more, I can't take care of eating when I get busy."

　　Han Bin nodded and began to feast on.

　　 Han Bin made his own fried dumplings for three times. The first one is to taste the original taste of the fried dumplings. The second one is dipped in old Jinju vinegar. The third one is to put the fried dumplings in the polenta. One way of eating has different flavors.

　　 After a while, a bowl of polenta, a meat intestine, and a plate of fried dumplings were eaten.

　　Han Bin was satisfied with his food, regardless of the amount of delicacies and delicacies out there, he was comfortable with the food his mother cooked.

　　 When I arrived at the branch, it was another busy day. The various signatures, stamps, and procedures were very cumbersome. This is not to say that the police station is deliberately procrastinating, but that each case is of great importance. A slight difference will cause a great deal Influence.

　　 After finishing the work, it was already past 3 o'clock in the afternoon. Han Bin made a cup of tea, stretched his waist, and was about to sit down and take a good rest.

　　"dingdong." A familiar sound came from my head:

　　"Congratulations, Constable 577533, for cracking a murder case."

　　"Micro expression: skill proficiency +5"

　　" Meritorious value rewards 12 points."

　　 This is the third case of the second group cracked this month.

　　 Han Bin’s merits this month are 29 points in total.

　　 Micro expression proficiency +11.

　　 Following this trend, within three or four months, Han Bin’s micro expression skills will be paid off in installments.

　　Han Bin is in a good mood. Tomorrow is Sunday. If there is no temporary case, he should be able to take a day off, thinking about where to go to play, and rewarding himself.

　　 However, it didn’t take long for Han Bin’s thoughts to be interrupted by a loud noise outside.

　　……

　　 Police Hall.

　　 Liu Jingxiang paced, looking a little irritable.

　　 Before Liu Jingxiang finished taking notes and proved that the case had nothing to do with him, he was released by the sub-bureau.

　　 But before I had time to be happy, I saw my wife had been arrested.

　　 As for why his wife was arrested, through the police interrogation at the time, Liu Jingxiang was able to guess a little bit, but when asked about the police officer, the other party refused to tell him, and only asked him to go home and wait for the news.

　　 How can Liu Jingxiang sit still? After returning home, he searched for all useful relationships and asked about his wife’s involvement in the case. Because of the arrest of Wu Zekai throughout the entire process, he knew that there were a lot of police officers in this case. Inquire about some eyebrows.

　　The more he knows, the more angry Liu Jingxiang becomes.

　　 Yesterday, Liu Jingxiang received news that he could come to the sub-bureau to lead someone.

　　 Last night, Liu Jingxiang drank a lot of alcohol and got a hangover in the morning. He hesitated for a long time whether he wanted to come to the police station to pick up someone.

　　 In the end, he still came. He wanted to clarify the matter, what is the relationship between his wife and the suspect, and how far the two have developed.

　　 Over the years, who has been running the cart with hard work, day and night, regardless of heat and cold, is it for whom?

　　 I don't know how long I waited, Tian Li led Cui Xiaofang out.

　　 Liu Jingxiang saw her at a glance, his face was gloomy and terrible.

　　 Cui Xiaofang lowered her head and dared not look at her husband. After opening her mouth several times, she let out a slight shout: "Jing Xiang."

　　 Liu Jingxiang stared at each other, biting his posterior teeth: "Let’s talk about it, what is your relationship with this case?"

　　 "I am innocent, it has nothing to do with this case. Comrade police can prove my innocence." Cui Xiaofang said hurriedly.

　　 "Comrade police, did she mean it?" Liu Jingxiang asked.

　　 Tian Li took a look at Liu Jingxiang, and said lightly: "She really has nothing to do with the case, and has been cooperating with the police in handling the case. Don't leave the local area for the time being~IndoMTL.com~ be on call every hour."

　　 "Comrade police, I am not asking this."

　　 "What is that?"

　　 Liu Jingxiang hesitated for a while, looked around, gritted his teeth and said, "I mean, is the relationship between him and the suspect innocent? Has Cui Xiaofang done anything to sorry me."

　　 "I'm a policeman, not an entertainment reporter. This kind of private matter is not in my control. I want to know when I go home and ask the person involved, do you understand?" Tian Li said.

　　"Comrade police, you should be clear about this. Please help me to prove that Xiaokai and I are really innocent." Cui Xiaofang stretched out her hand, resting Tian Li's arm, with a look of prayer on her face.

　　 "Return Nima Xiaokai, I'll pump you!" Liu Jingxiang was angry and rushed directly up, slapped Cui Xiaofang's face with a slap.

　　 "Pop!" There was a crisp sound.

　　"Stop!" Tian Li stared, scolded:

　　 "I dare to hit someone in the police station, but it's against you."

　　 Regarding Tian Li’s warning, Liu Jingxiang didn’t take it to heart. It was just a thin policewoman who fell over when she hit her shoulder. What can he do?

　　 "Woo..." Cui Xiaofang cried loudly.

　　 "You still have the face to cry!" Liu Jingxiang became even more angry, and was about to slap her backhand.

　　 Tian Li's eyes were sharp, she grabbed Liu Jingxiang's arm to make a grappling technique, twisted her wrist, twisted her arm, and hooked her leg. The action was smooth and clean.

　　 "Boom!" There was a muffled noise.

　　 Liu Jingxiang was directly pressed to the ground.

　　 "Husband, husband, are you all right." Cui Xiaofang cared.

　　 Liu Jingxiang closed his eyes, furious, furious and helpless, a drop of tears fell from the corner of his eyes, whether he was betrayed by his wife or pressed to the ground by the policewoman, he was a man without a sense of self-confidence.

　　 I can’t live this day!