Siheyuan came through and sent Jia Zhang to prison

He Feng turned and left, thinking to himself. The murderer who killed Ran Qiuye is still at large, which is like a heavy stone that has been weighing on his heart. He will never let this matter go easily, and he must get to the bottom of it no matter what.

In fact, He Feng never forgot Ran Qiuye. Her brilliant smile and gentle words often appeared in his mind. He knew clearly that Ran Qiuye lost her precious life in order to block the fatal bullet for him. This favor was so heavy that he could not forgive himself. If it were not for him, Ran Qiuye would not have suffered such a disaster.

He Feng came to the Public Security Bureau with a heavy heart. As soon as he entered the office, he immediately called another team leader over. This team leader was named Zhou Xiang, and he and He Feng were comrades from the same unit. After years of fighting side by side, they had established a deep trust in each other, and He Feng trusted him especially.

Zhou Xiang walked quickly into the office, stood at attention, and saluted He Feng. He Feng motioned him to sit down and asked seriously, "How is it, have you found any clues about Ran Qiuye's case?"

Zhou Xiang shook his head helplessly, his face full of frustration, and said, "Director, I'm really sorry, we haven't found anything yet. The other party seems to be very cautious and didn't leave any valuable clues at the scene. We checked many people and visited many places, but still found nothing."

After hearing this, He Feng frowned, and a trace of worry and determination flashed in his eyes. He knew that this case was extremely difficult, but no matter how difficult it was, he would not give up... The atmosphere in the office suddenly became depressing, and the two fell into a brief silence, thinking about how to find a breakthrough next...

He Feng was sitting at his desk, concentrating on thinking about the details of the case. When he heard the news from Zhou Xiang, he stood up excitedly, eyes wide open, with disbelief on his face. He shouted, "How is this possible? So many experienced police officers have spent so much time and energy, but they still have no clue. What is going on?"

Zhou Xiang lowered his head slightly, speaking in a very low voice, as if afraid of being heard by others, and whispered: "Director, I don't know why, during the investigation, there seems to be an invisible resistance that secretly prevents us from investigating the case. Every time we have a clue, it will be inexplicably cut off. It feels like someone is deliberately interfering with our actions behind the scenes."

He Feng's brows were twisted into the shape of a "川" character, and he looked at Zhou Xiang with a sharp gaze, asking, "Didn't I specifically ask you to focus on investigating the source of the gun and bullets? Have you found it now?"

Zhou Xiang shook his head helplessly, his face full of frustration, and said, "Director, you also know that the buying and selling of guns and ammunition on the black market is too rampant now, and the channels are complicated. We have spent a lot of effort, and at most we have found out that these guns and bullets should be left behind by the previous troops, but we have no way to find out the specific circulation path."

He Feng sighed deeply. He knew that the difficulty of this case was beyond imagination. He calmed down his excitement and said slowly, "Okay, I just lost control of my emotions. This matter cannot be rushed. We can only investigate slowly and secretly. Remember, this matter must be kept strictly confidential and no one can know about it. You go back first and continue to pay attention to relevant clues."

He Feng sat back in his chair and fell into deep thought. He really couldn't understand why, although he had successfully eliminated Kong Xiangbin's gang, he always felt that there was still a hidden force trying to trip him up. He knew very well that in this situation, he must not be anxious, but must keep calm and win by playing it safe.

He Feng slowly opened the drawer and carefully took out the key bullet from it. His eyes revealed a firm determination, and he said softly: "Ran Qiuye, don't worry. No matter how difficult it is, I, He Feng, will definitely avenge you."

Time passed quickly in such a tense and suspenseful atmosphere. Finally, Chu Fei received news that Ma Ran and Kong Xiangbin had successfully infiltrated the target. However, the current situation was still complicated, and as to who was the one who was planted by the team, it would take time to investigate and identify.

He Feng knew that this matter could not be rushed. After all, Chu Fei had gone deep into the tiger's den, and safety was the primary consideration. Chu Fei had gone through hardships and paid a lot of effort and price to get to where he is now. If something went wrong because of this negligence, it would be too late to regret.

During this busy and stressful period, He Feng himself did not realize that the relationship between him and Ma Xin seemed to have undergone some subtle changes.

On this day, He Feng looked at Ma Xin who was sorting documents, hesitated for a moment, and said: "Ma Xin, tomorrow is the day when my nephew is getting married. Do you have time? Let's have some fun together." Ma Xin raised his head, a gentle smile appeared on his face, and said: "I don't have anything important to do now, but I don't seem to have a suitable name to attend."

He Feng was stunned for a moment, then said with a smile: "You are my colleague and my friend, isn't this reason enough? It would be so happy if we all get together." For some reason, He Feng stuttered a little when he said this, and even he found it a little strange.

Ma Xin tilted his head slightly, a smile flashed in his eyes, and joked: "What's wrong with our Director He? Why is he stuttering? I don't have many friends here. It's a rare opportunity like this. I will definitely go there when the time comes." After that, Ma Xin smiled lightly, turned around and left the office.

He Feng looked at Ma Xin's departing back, smiled as well, and said loudly, "Okay, I'll pick you up then."

At this time, Zhao Lei walked over in a hurry and asked seriously, "Director, is there any new task? I saw that you and Comrade Ma Xin were talking very seriously."

He Feng looked at Zhao Lei helplessly, waved his hand and said: "Okay, you, just go home and have a rest. I feel like I can see you everywhere." Although He Feng's mouth was a little angry, his eyes were full of care for his subordinates.

Zhao Lei scratched his head, smiled naively, nodded and said, "Okay, Director." Then he turned and left, still wondering what the director was doing here. But he also knew that he was really exhausted after working hard for the past few days, and it was time to go back and relax and have a good sleep.