I make a living solving crimes.

After sending the thief to the police station and handing him over to the public security police, Chang Wei waved to Lan Xiaojie and left in style.

No woman can influence the speed at which she draws her gun.

It's about pulling a gun from its holster.

[Capture a robber, points +2, reward: 10 jin of rice seeds, 10 jin of wheat seeds. ]

Chang Wei threw the seeds into the water and soaked them, waiting for them to germinate.

Alas, other people’s system spaces are so good. Seeds can be planted directly without germination, and flowers do not need bees. They can also chat with the host when they have nothing to do.

What about yourself?

I have to do everything myself.

Not smart or mysterious at all.

"Chang Wei, these are two pieces of clothing my old comrade-in-arms sent me. I'm too old to wear them, so you can take them and wear them."

Today, Master Xie Sanfu and his apprentice were on duty for criminal investigation. When they saw Chang Wei coming, they smiled and took out two long-sleeved T-shirts with blue and white stripes from the cabinet.

Chang Wei's eyes turned red, it was a sailor shirt!

In the next ten years or so, only the army officers and air force leather jackets can be compared, right?

Without hesitation, he took off his coat in front of Xie Sanfu, put on his sailor shirt, and pulled the collar of his shirt with satisfaction, "Uncle Xie, this, this is so embarrassing!"

Wu Jimao's eyes were so red that they seemed to be bleeding.

"Young man, this looks very cool. Chang Wei, I want to thank you. If it weren't for you, I would still be holding back in my little house."

"Uncle Xie, what are you talking about? You are my uncle. I want a piece of clothing. Please give this one to Brother Xie."

"It's not like he's working in a factory wearing this, stop talking and put it away."

"Hey, you're my uncle." Chang Wei didn't look at Wu Jimao. He put two pieces of clothes into his bag with a smile, and took out a bag of cakes wrapped in brown paper. "Take these few pounds of cakes back for your granddaughter to eat and play with."

Xie Sanfu was not polite. He took it and put it on the table with a smile, ruffling his messy hair. "It's time to get it fixed. Ask your master to give you a few street tax receipts tomorrow."

"Well, no need for a ticket, I have my own money."

"Silly boy, if you have the money, just keep it. Your master doesn't have to spend money to buy the street haircut tickets."

"Hey, there aren't many tickets in the station. I can go fishing to earn money."

After a few words, Chang Wei was about to leave. Just as he reached the door, two people ran in in a panic, shouting, "Public Security, Public Security Comrade, someone is being killed. Someone is being killed in our hospital."

The first public security police officer who came out to receive the guests did not respond by sending police. Instead, he looked at Chang Wei with an indescribable look.

If you look closely, that look can be roughly summarized as: It really lives up to its reputation!

The public security police basically have nothing to do when they are on duty at night, and even the criminal investigation duty is just a matter of sleeping in a different place.

The street office has a security team responsible for night patrols, and neighborhood disputes can be handled by security officers from each courtyard. The only cases where public security police need to be dispatched are robbery or theft.

Murder case...If I remember correctly, this is the first one this year?

Today seemed to be the first time that Chang Wei went to the police station at night without any mission to perform.

So, when he arrived...

Chang Wei was very calm. Xie Sanfu and Wu Jimao, who were on duty in the room for criminal investigation, had already rushed out, "Where did the murder take place?"

"Our yard, public security comrades, hurry up, if you go too late, someone will really be killed."

Xie Sanfu and Wu Jimao breathed a sigh of relief, it turned out that he was not dead.

The two men quickly returned to the house, packed up their equipment, and ran with the reporter, taking the two peace officers with them.

Chang Wei thought about it, sighed, and followed into the night.

In the main room of the courtyard with two entrances, a group of people were pointing and talking. A burly man was holding a sharp knife in his hand with a ferocious look on his face.

A disheveled man was tied to the pillar of the corridor. He was probably in his thirties and had been beaten black and blue. He looked at the man with pleading eyes and murmured incoherently.

A woman was leaning against the wall beside the door, with disheveled hair and bare feet, crying softly.

"You are a filthy bastard. How dare you seduce my wife? Just wait for me. When daybreak comes, I will drag you to the factory gate and cut you open in front of everyone in the factory. Let everyone in the factory see your wicked mind."

The tied-up man opened his mouth and mumbled a few words, but because his cheeks were swollen like lumps, others couldn't hear clearly.

"Stop talking such bullshit. You usually dress like a decent person and talk about moral principles all the time. I was wondering why you suddenly arranged to work overtime tonight. It turns out you are going to do something so dirty and despicable."

The back of the sturdy man's knife hit the man's stomach hard, and there was another terrible pig-killing-like scream.

Anyone could see that the sturdy man was on the verge of losing his mind in anger.

Chang Wei followed the person who reported the case into the yard. He already had a general idea of ​​what had happened.

The strong man was a butcher and worked in a state-owned slaughterhouse - it was an excellent job.

Although the work was menial, the salary and benefits were excellent, so he married a beautiful wife, making others the envy of him.

Today, just before he got off work, he suddenly received a notice from the factory that because the Mid-Autumn Festival and National Day were approaching, all units were distributing benefits, and a batch of live pigs had to be slaughtered, so he had to work overtime.

Serving the people is our obligation.

When the pig was half slaughtered, a childhood friend from the same yard came running to say that a man broke into his room in the dark.

The strong man hurried back and surrounded his deputy factory director.

"What a ridiculous story." Chang Wei spat, turned to look at the person who reported the case and said, "The childhood friend who notified him shouldn't be a fruit seller, right?"

The reporter's eyes widened, "Comrade Public Security, how did you know?"

Chang Wei sighed with regret.

What a familiar plot!

The man was beaten so badly that his appearance couldn't be seen, but I think Pan Lu and Deng Xiaoxian must have had some advantages.

The woman had long hair that covered her cheeks. She had a well-proportioned figure, with both skin and bones, and was considered to be exquisitely slender.

As long as a man has money, there will be Pan Jinlian everywhere.

If a woman has a strong body, all her readers will be Ximen Qing.

Why is cheating so serious? Because there is no Wu Song in reality.

Since ancient times, extramarital affairs have resulted in deaths, so be careful when traveling or working overtime.

Unfortunately, the man chose the wrong person. The strong man was a butcher and he didn't sell blown cakes.

"Chang Wei, don't be impulsive." Xie Sanfu pulled Chang Wei, who was stretching his neck, back, fearing that he would rush forward again out of heat.

Chang Wei was not impulsive and even enjoyed watching it.

He won't be sleepy if there is a case like this!

Xie Sanfu pushed through the crowd and walked forward, standing about six or seven meters away from the sturdy man. He sighed and said, "Wei Xiaoxu, it's not worth it for you to sacrifice yourself for these two people."

Wei Xiaoxu put the knife on the man's neck and said angrily: "Since he dares to cheat on me, I will dare to kill him with me."

"Why bother? Think about your children."

"I don't have any children."

"What about the old man? How sad would he be if you were imprisoned or shot?"

"My parents are long gone."

Xie Sanfu was at a loss and looked at Wei Xiaoxu with a resentful look on his face.

Wu Jimao rushed up from behind the crowd, pointed at the burly man and said, "Wei Xiaoxu, I'm warning you, you... um... um."

Before he could finish his words, Chang Wei grabbed his neck and pulled him back.

The other party is just getting very excited right now, and you go up to him and talk about the law. He's not even afraid of death, so why would he be afraid of this?

After all, he is just a young policeman and still needs to learn some new skills.

No wonder he shared a bed with Jiang Hongxia... bah, he was a classmate.