novel for you Chapter 215 Traitor (1)
Chapter 215 Traitor (1)
Vehicles drive into Tuanjie New Village.
The potholed roads, low houses, dim lights, the noise of TV, the noisy barking of dogs and the crowing of roosters.
On both sides of the not-so-wide road are acres and acres of farmland. The green corn stalks are beginning to ear, the rice in the paddy fields is growing gratifyingly, the leeks in the vegetable beds have been cut, and the purple-red amaranth has also been cut. Traces of people cutting off... This is the primitive countryside of City C that has not yet been demolished and developed.
It was the first time Wen Wan came to a place like this, so she couldn't help but take a few more looks out of curiosity.
In her previous life, Wenwan was still studying abroad. When she returned to China, most of the country's urbanization had been completed. As a person of two generations, her daily life had always been well-dressed and well-fed, and she was always dressed in fragrant clothes. This was the first time she saw such primitive things. of large rural areas.
Han Daoren's residence is in the middle of the entire village. The village lanes are narrow and narrow, and cars cannot drive in. Ji Lengming, Wen Wan and Evan had to get out of the car and walk.
The houses are complex, there are no street lights, only the moonlight is nearby, and the light is quite dim. It takes time to distinguish the number plates of each house.
Wen Wan couldn't help but said: "Can't we ask Han Daoren to come out to pick you up? We have to go door to door, isn't it a waste of time!"
Ji Lengming: "It's late at night, there are no lights, and the road is not very good. Han Daoren is old, so it's better not to let him out. It will be bad if he bumps into him."
Wen Wan said nothing more.
At this time, Evan pointed to a house with a dilapidated motorcycle parked at the door and said, "Is it that house?"
Ji Lengming walked over and saw that the walls of the house were patchy and tiled, and the lights were not turned on. There was a faint light from the windows covered with newspapers, and the sound of the TV came from the side room.
He looked at the house number and confirmed that it was the address provided by Han Daoren.
So he stepped forward and knocked on the door.
Han Daoren hadn't rested yet. He was watching TV and drinking wine. He heard the movement outside the door and put on some clothes.
As soon as the door opened, his eyes immediately lit up when he saw Ji Lengming.
"Brother Ji, come in, come in!"
Ji Lengming was carrying a gift in his hand. When the little old man saw it, he felt energetic.
"You said you, come here and bring something with you!"
"Have you had dinner? If not, sit down and have a meal with me. I have wine here!"
Ji Lengming was not here for dinner. He put down his things and said quickly: "Dinner has been eaten, so there is no need for us to do anything."
After speaking, he introduced the two people behind him to Han Daoren.
"This is Miss Wen Wan, and this is Evan. They are both our own people."
Han Daoren was deeply impressed by Wenwan.
He looked carefully at the beauty in front of him, admiration showing in the corners of his eyes.
"Is this the girl who flew down from the sky in a helicopter and forced Zheng Yiping back with one shot?"
Wen Wan politely called "Uncle Han".
Evan also shouted after him.
Han Daoren immediately set his eyes on Evan.
Evan was wearing a T-shirt and casual pants. The muscles in his upper body were quite strong, and his gaze was sharp. His posture and movements seemed casual, but in fact he was secretly on guard.
Although Han Daoren is old, he is also trained. One look at Evan and he knows that this man is a practitioner.
With extraordinary bodyguards, considerable wealth and status, and a kind heart, Han Daoren suddenly felt that bringing down Zheng Yiping was not a foolish dream.
The living room was full of clutter and there was no place. Zheng Yiping took the three of them to his bedroom.
As soon as the lights were turned on, a dim yellow line filled the air.
Beer and half-eaten cold dishes were placed on the table near the bed. There were unswept cigarette butts and ashes on the floor. A few pieces of greasy and black clothing were piled on the bedside. A TV series was playing on the TV not far away.
The wallpaper peeled off, newspapers were stuck on the walls, the wind came in through the cracks in the windows, and the cobwebs on the ceiling were swaying.
Ji Lengming noticed that there were four black and white portraits placed on the cabinet in the southwest corner.
It's a pretty tough living environment.
It is hard to imagine that this is the residence of a branch director of the Public Security Bureau.
Han Daoren took out a few dusty chairs and stools from somewhere and grinned sheepishly.
"The house is a mess and I haven't cleaned it up yet. Don't mind. You can sit wherever you like."
Ji Lengming saw that the chair was relatively clean, so he gave it to Wen Wan. Wen Wan was not polite and sat down against Ji Lengming.
As soon as Ji Lengming came, he stabbed his heart with a knife.
He pointed to the portrait on the cabinet and asked, "Are those four...?"
Han Daoren was stunned for a moment, then smiled.
"This is the first time I've seen such a straightforward young man. He didn't ask me how I was feeling or how I was doing recently. He didn't know how to be subtle when he specifically asked about the dead!"
It’s not that Ji Lengming meant it.
Han Daoren sat by the bed and took out the cigarette case.
He wanted to ejaculate, but he held back because he was worried about the girl.
"Those four are Uncle Han's parents, wife and children. His entire family is on the cabinet!"
The gentle voice sounded calmly, and it was even more capable of piercing people's hearts.
Han Daoren almost spat out blood after hearing this.
When Wen Wan encounters serious matters, she will act resolutely.
She continued: "Han Daoren has participated in and solved various criminal cases many times, and has repeatedly rescued people regardless of his own safety. He has been awarded the title of 'Level 2 Hero' by the public security system, and has won first-class, second-class, and third-class merit. Wait."
"It's hard to imagine that such an outstanding police officer was not promoted. Instead, he was transferred to a desolate and remote place like CC District and appointed as the chief of the branch who is nothing!"
Wen Wan saw Han Daoren looking at her in surprise and explained briefly.
"Sorry, because Ji Lengming wants to have contact with you, I have to investigate you in advance."
Han Daoren decided to smoke, no matter whether he, a girl like him, would object!
He had a cigarette in his mouth and reached down to touch the lighter.
While asking: "With such a detailed investigation, you should know how my parents, wife and children died, right?"
Wen Wan showed a tangled expression.
"This part of the information is limited, and there is not much time to dig deeper."
"But from the looks of it, your parents are mad at you!"
Han Daoren considers himself a middle-aged man with a good temper. Even if he is in his fifties or almost sixty, he is always polite to others. Even if his family is ruined, his mentality has never been decadent.
But when I met Wen Wan tonight, I wanted to kick this girl away.
He almost gritted his teeth and asked, "What about my wife and children?"
Wen Wan regained her composure, with a hint of complexity in her eyes.
She spat out a few words: "Victimized by an adulterer!"
Hearing these five words, Han Daoren breathed out the smoke ring in his mouth like a long sigh.
Ji Lengming knew that Wenwan had a powerful intelligence system, but what he didn't expect was that she would actually investigate Director Han.
At this moment, he couldn't blame her.
Looking at the man sitting not far away smoking quietly, with gray hair on his temples and a weathered appearance, I felt a little uncomfortable.
Han Daoren said after a long time: "It is both a blessing and a misfortune that you have offended Zheng Yiping."
"If you can kill him and get rid of the forces behind him, it will be a blessing for the country!"
"If you fail like me, you may end up with the same fate as me. This is your misfortune!"
"Brother Ji, I am not an alarmist. If you fight with Zheng Yiping, you really have to keep your head in your belt!"
"My son, seven of my son's classmates, a good young man with a bright future, were brutally run over by a heavy truck. Their flesh and blood were mutilated, and no bones were left after they died!"
At this point, the middle-aged man who was still smiling had tears in his eyes.