"Master, you haven't seen each other for many days, and your complexion is getting better and better." Cheng Qianfan "habitually" picked up the thermos bottle and wanted to add water to Ma Yishou's tea cup.
"Yes, old man, the person who has half his body buried in the soil should have self-knowledge." Ma Yishou put the teacup on the table and snorted coldly.
"Who is unhappy about you again?" Cheng Qianfan picked up the teacup and added water. Ma Yishou did not stop him or answer, but just snorted coldly.
Seeing Ma Yishou's appearance, Cheng Qianfan felt very calm and had a clear understanding of Ma Yishou's behavior and thoughts.
Lao Ma is angry, but he is dissatisfied, but Lao Ma is not stupid.
Perhaps Ma Yishou still did not see through Xiu Gushen's plan. He was angry and influenced by judgment. He also believed that Xiu Gushen wanted to force Cheng Qianfan to obtain the position of the third inspector.
However, Ma Yishou had no intention of tearing Cheng Qianfan apart.
Lao Ma is a man who is greedy for money, afraid of death, and has a small plan. Such a person cannot accomplish big things, but he will not be completely confused.
Cheng Qianfan has the ability and background, and this kind of young man cannot be suppressed and will climb up sooner or later.
No matter what, Xiao Cheng is his apprentice. Lao Ma thought he had always been good to Xiao Cheng. Since he couldn't stop it, he still had to rely on this little bit of incense for the future.
He is just not happy now, but he knows that he can't really turn against him.
Besides, he was also showing off his face for outsiders, otherwise he would have been climbed up to his head by his apprentice and would have no temper on his own dough. Who would treat him as a dish in the future?
Therefore, although Ma Yishou looked scary and sarcastic, he did not stop Cheng Qianfan from adding water to him. This was leaving room and sending a signal.
Cheng Qianfan received this signal.
...
"Master, this time I went to Hangzhou, there was a lot of trouble and I didn't have time to hang out." Cheng Qianfan said, taking out a wooden box from his briefcase, "I happened to pass by a shop, and my apprentice brought it to Brother Tian."
Tian Ge'er is Ma Yishou's son, and his scientific name is Ma Juntian. He is six years old this year.
Ma Yishou hesitated a little. If this was a gift from Cheng Qianfan to him, he would refuse it directly. However, this was a gift from Cheng Qianfan to his son as an apprentice, and it was really hard for him to refuse it.
If you refuse, this master-disciple friendship will basically end here.
Cheng Qianfan directly opened the jewelry box, and inside it was a long-lived lock made of pure gold.
Ma Yishou picked it up in surprise and saw the sign of Lin Ji on the goldware. He looked up at Cheng Qianfan.
This is not something Xiao Cheng passed by a shop casually. This is specially designed to customize it in Lin Ji.
"I remember this last time when I heard you talk about this by your master." Cheng Qianfan said with a smile.
It turned out that Ma Yishou's son also had a Linji long-lived lock, which was specially made by the elders of the family who went to Hangzhou to customize and invited the monk from Lingyin Temple to open it.
But it was accidentally lost by my family not long ago.
It was also strange. After the long-lived lock was lost after the excavation of the longevity lock, Ma Juntian fell ill. Although he recovered later, the Ma family still had fears.
Once, Ma Yishou and Cheng Qianfan chatted, and asked if it was the reason for the loss of the Long Life Lock. He planned to take some time to go to Hangzhou City and create an exact same Long Life Lock, and ask the monk from Lingyin Temple to consecrate it.
"This and that one of the two brothers..." 'It's about' the baby son, Ma Yishou couldn't take care of his reserve anymore and asked hurriedly.
"I was also worried about this at first, but fortunately, most of the items sold in Lin Ji were recorded. I asked the master to find the record. This one was exactly the same as that of Tian Ge'er." Cheng Qianfan said happily.
"That Lingyin Temple." Ma Yishou asked hurriedly.
"Master, are you not at ease?" Cheng Qianfan said with his chest, "I found the monk from Lingyin Temple to open it."
"Okay, okay, okay." Ma Yishou picked up the long-lived lock, looked carefully, and then carefully put it back into the wooden box.
When I looked at Cheng Qianfan again, my expression was much better.
No matter what rumors were outside, with the long-lived lock that Cheng Qianfan specifically asked Tian Ge'er for, his face was back.
What's more, his son is Ma Yishou's lifeblood. Xiao Cheng has this kind of heart, so he has to bear the affection.
Forget it, for nothing, I can’t fight anymore, so I can’t fight anymore, so I’ll get this kid.
"Qianfan, I'm determined." Ma Yishou said, just as he was about to think about how to speak to make the face of "surrender" look better.
"Master." Cheng Qianfan smiled and bowed, "Congratulations in advance. The third tournament has you as the new tournament commander and Vice President Jin as the old peak. We who are subordinates will have more hope in the future."
Ma Yishou, who was preparing for the speech of "Su Cheng", blinked his eyes. What did he just hear?
...
Ten minutes later, when they went out to the corridor to smoke and brag, the other police officers came back and saw a scene that stunned them:
Xiao Cheng and Matou were having tea and the other smoked, and they were having fun chatting. Seeing Lao Ma’s happy look, they were almost as good as the day he gave birth to his son.
Everyone was surprised and puzzled.
I was very curious, and I wanted to know what was going on like a cat scratching his paws.
Of course, seeing that Xiao Cheng and Lao Ma’s master-apprentice have restored their previous relationship, no, this attitude is even closer than before, the police officers were relieved, at least they don’t have to consider the issue of taking sides.
Cheng Qianfan finally figured out Miyamoto Saburo's case during the chat with the police officers, and why he suspected He Guan's head.
A rickshaw driver squatted in the grass not far from the crime scene. At this time, Miyamoto had been killed. He saw a man panic throwing the knife in his hand into the cesspool.
Although the "murderer" was not seen due to the angle.
However, the rickshaw driver couldn't figure out anything else, so he naturally remembered the appearance of the police officers best.
‘It looks like Officer He is looking at his body.’
In this way, He Guan entered the sight of the police station.
Also considering He Guan's attitude towards Saburo Miyamoto's acquittal, He Guan's suspicion is getting worse and worse.
"It shouldn't be Heguan." Cheng Qianfan shook his head, "When he was around two o'clock, Heguan was at my house."
The police officers saw each other, and their eyes were different.
Cheng Qianfan understood the meaning expressed in these eyes.
He smiled bitterly and waved his hand, "It's not a small matter to die, I dare not lie."
"Besides, this was a question from Lieutenant Pitt of the Political Department. If Lieutenant Pitt had not told me after the question was finished, I wouldn't have known that a Japanese had died."
He took the cigarette handed over by Datou Lu, "When He Guan left my house, there was a neighbor at my doorstep. My cat almost knocked over the clock. I remember it was a little over 2:30 noon."
Hearing Cheng Qianfan say this, the police believed it.
Xiao Cheng just came back yesterday. I'm afraid he hasn't even heard of the name of Miyamoto Saburo, a Japanese dwarf, so it's impossible to have anything to do with this case.
There are neighbors who can prove that when they go to Xiao Cheng's house, and Xiao Cheng can't do anything about perjury.
Whether others believe it or not, they (want) agree with this explanation.

Chapter completed!