I make a living solving crimes.

In the two-story building, Yang Wenhai's eyes were wide open, the muzzle of the gun was pressed firmly on the man's head, and he looked at Chang Wei anxiously and said, "How is it, Chang Wei?"

Don't panic. Chang Wei endured the severe pain, glanced at his three colleagues calmly, and stabilized his aura.

The injury was not serious because of the shoulder blade blocking it. At this time, the Luoyang shovel had already fallen to the ground, making a "clang" sound.

But it really hurts!

He stuck his head out of the window.

The thin child had already jumped downstairs, looking back at him as he ran, with a scornful smile on his face.

Seeing Chang Wei sticking out his head, he stopped and put his hand in front of his neck as if cutting his throat.

The shovel was originally intended to hit Chang Wei on the back of the neck, but he dodged it.

But it’s okay. After today, he can find another opportunity to take action.

Chang Wei looked at him expressionlessly.

This isn't a fucking child.

If you ignore his height and only look at his face, he is at least twenty-five or twenty-six years old.

But unlike ordinary dwarfs, this man does not have short legs. His body proportions are like those of a normal person, and he is very thin.

Just looking at the back, you would think this is a child around ten years old.

If he wasn't so anxious, if he could take one more look with his all-seeing eyes, this dwarf wouldn't be able to hurt him.

Fortunately, at the critical moment, the upgraded anticipation skill was activated, and he dodged a fierce and accurate shovel at a very close distance, which saved his vital points.

He gently placed the jade-faced portrait on the desk, put the pistol in his left hand, reached out of the window, raised the gun, and aimed.

After obtaining the firearms proficiency skill, I have yet to actually shoot.

This was the first time I shot someone, at a distance of thirty meters, with one hand.

The dwarf didn't think he would be hit at this distance, especially since the man's dominant hand was his right.

He didn't care at all and even gave a provocative look.

With enhanced vision, this scene was clearly visible in Chang Wei's eyes.

"Snapped"

The dwarf fell to the ground, blood spurting out of his right leg like a flower.

The penetration power of the Black Type 54 is so great that even Browning is ashamed of it. If shot at close range, it can break bones.

The two security policemen guarding the stairs heard the gunshots, ran downstairs and took a look upwards, and following the direction of Chang Wei's gun, they found the dwarf still struggling to crawl not far away.

"Be careful, he is not a child, he is a dwarf, and his hands are very black." Chang Wei shouted from upstairs, without putting down the gun.

He waited for two people to walk over carefully and handcuffed him before he retracted his hand.

The stable aura disappeared, and Chang Wei jumped up in pain, "Damn, it hurts so much, Uncle Yang, is this considered a work-related injury?"

Yang Wenhai's heart was beating violently, he thought he was going to lose Chang Wei.

The anger, sadness, and regret that had been brewing were dispersed by just one sentence, and looking at the boy's face that was twisted with pain, she couldn't help but get angry.

"What kind of crap is worth your anxiety?"

Chang Wei laughed twice. He was indeed careless today!

But this jade-faced statue is really beautiful.

Such a good thing can't be thrown away!

"Chang Wei, hurry to the hospital. I don't know if there's anything dirty on this shovel."

Xiao Qiang handcuffed the man and handed him over to Li Laifu. He pulled off the police uniform and took a look. The semicircular wound was already covered in blood. Fortunately, the shoulder blade was blocking it, so the Luoyang shovel could only penetrate two or three centimeters.

Li Laifu rushed over as soon as he handed the man over to the public security police, "Chang Wei, I'll take you there on my bike."

Chang Wei was dragged outside, still mumbling, "Uncle Yang, this must be considered a work injury. I tell you, I'll have to recover from this injury for half a year."

He walked out of the door and struggled to stick half of his body out from the side of the door, "You must keep that piece of jade well. You must keep it well."

After leaving the house, he climbed onto the door frame again after a while, "Don't tell my mother!"

After saying this, he really walked away, his leather shoes making a sound on the floor.

Only when the footsteps disappeared did Yang Wenhai regain his composure and stare blankly at the jade statue that Chang Wei had left on the desk.

gorgeous!

The front of the head is arched on the outside and concave on the inside. The person wears a tall crown with shallow relief animal faces and parallel lines carved on the crown surface.

The edges of the crown are highlighted by hollowed-out cutouts above the ears, and the facial features are composed of shallow relief positive patterns, with large eyes in the shape of a minister and fangs, and rings on both ears.

There is no doubt about the aesthetics and skills of our ancestors.

No wonder Chang Wei is so desperate.

After cleaning, suturing, injecting and bandaging, Chang Wei returned to the police station. Everyone came out with genuine concerns in their eyes.

Zhang Youde was about to come up and curse, but Zhu Feihong slapped him away.

"Chang Wei, let me take a look. How is your injury? Is it serious? Are there any broken bones? Will you suffer from any problems? Does it still hurt? Oh, you are so careless."

Chang Wei didn't know which one to answer.

Li Lai Fu had been following Chang Wei, but now he was standing alone at the outermost edge of the crowd.

Ignored.

He stepped aside silently.

Wu Jimao and Jiang Hongxia wanted to come closer but didn't dare to, so they could only stay quietly in the crowd.

The eye sockets are already red and swollen.

Xiao Qiang and Yang Wenhai huddled together and smoked heavily. They are still scared now.

When he came back, Zhang Youde scolded him harshly, but he still didn’t feel wronged!

They are leaders, elders, and people Chang Wei calls uncles.

If they don't look at it well, it's their responsibility.

The pomegranate tree swayed gently in the breeze. A pomegranate flower was carried by the wind and slowly landed on Chang Wei's shoulder, bringing a faint fragrance.

Zhu Feihong touched Chang Wei's little face and said, "You said a piece of jade can't be eaten or drunk, why are you working so hard?"

Chang Wei smiled and said, "Aunt, that jade statue is at least 4000 years old. I'm really afraid of losing it!"

Zhu Feihong was stunned for a moment, then angrily said, "Ten thousand years is not as important as your own life. Don't be so reckless in the future. Do you hear me?"

Chang Wei could only smile awkwardly and nod in agreement.

My life is important, but this piece of jade cannot be lost!

At least I kept it this time!

Zhu Feihong was still worried and asked, "What did the doctor say?"

Chang Wei had a triangular bandage on his arm to prevent his wound from bursting due to excessive movement. He gently twisted his shoulder and comforted her, "It's okay, Aunt Zhu. The doctor said there are no broken bones."

Zhu Feihong was relieved to see that his arm could still move, and sighed heavily, "If your mother knew, she would be worried to death."

Chang Wei was shocked and quickly warned: "Aunt, Master, we have to agree that you must not tell my mother about this. Lai Fu will take the trouble to go to my house later. Forget it, let Wu Jimao go and say that I was on duty to solve a case these two days. Well, I was borrowed by the branch and am not in the station."

Li Laifu is too naive, Wu Jimao is more flexible.

As soon as he finished speaking, a light slap landed on the back of his head.

Old Wang's eyes were red, and he stared at Chang Wei with his eyes dry from crying. After a moment, he stroked the triangular bandage on his shoulder and asked, "Now you know how to worry about your family?"

Chang Wei could only laugh foolishly.

"Does it hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt now, Grandpa Wang, I want to eat meat."

"Okay, okay, let's eat meat." Old Wang responded repeatedly, raised his head and looked at Zhang Youde, saying sternly: "I don't care what method you use, just get me three pounds of bones today."

Zhang Youde was at a loss whether to laugh or cry, but he didn't dare to refuse.

A little further away, Old Man Zhang breathed a sigh of relief, leaning on his long stick.

If something happens to Chang Wei, how will these two old men survive?