I make a living solving crimes.

The footprints on the windowsill and the bamboo fence belong to the same person.

Judging from the cigarette butts and chicken bones inside, this person had been hiding in the room for at least two or three hours.

“Why are there so many empty rooms in this row?”

Chang Wei paced around and found that the six or seven adjacent rooms were empty and the doors were locked.

The hospital director who was called in urgently was very annoyed. He glanced at Chang Wei and said nothing.

Chang Wei nodded and said to Li Laifu, "Cuff him and take him back for questioning."

Li Laifu took out the handcuffs without hesitation. Just as the director was about to curse, Jiang Hongxia twisted his arms and pressed him to the ground.

"Ah, it hurts, it hurts, you, why did you arrest me?"

Chang Wei sneered: "The person who died last night was an enemy spy. He was brought in at 2pm and was killed in the early morning. We now suspect that you are collaborating with the enemy and treason, and you killed people inside the hospital to silence them."

The director was terrified. Jiang Hongxia pressed her knee against his back, making it difficult for him to breathe. He could only gasp and say, "It's not me, it's not me."

Of course Chang Wei knew it wasn't him, he just hated the director's contempt.

After all, I am too young.

He waved his hand, signaling Jiang Hongxia to let them go, staring expressionlessly at the director's dirty face: "I'll ask you again, why is this row of houses empty?"

"This is a warehouse. It's where we store medicines and equipment." The director didn't dare to remain silent this time. He explained, "Before, this place was requisitioned by the army. The things stored here were sent to the northeast. We were worried that they would need them, so it has been empty ever since."

Sent to Northeast China...Is the last batch of volunteer soldiers about to return home?

"Aren't there usually people patrolling here?"

"We had some before, but when troops came, we withdrew them."

"Did anyone in your group notice anyone suspicious last night?"

"Comrade Public Security, we started opening up to the public in 53. There have been a lot of people coming in and out of the hospital, and we are just doctors and nurses, so we can't tell."

This case is more complicated than the previous ones.

Peng Zuhui is a death row inmate who has been examined once, and everything that could be examined has been examined before.

But he died. Just as he was about to report it, he was nailed to the hospital bed by a dagger.

Up to now, all that is known about Chang Wei is a vague name, a few shoe prints and a few chicken bones.

The shoe prints were from cloth shoes. Nowadays, 90 percent of people wear cloth shoes, so there is no way to trace them.

You can check the delicatessen for braised chicken.

But there are still some small business owners setting up stalls to sell cooked food.

A few chicken bones... Even if you ask Chang Wei to smell them, he wouldn't be able to tell which one they belong to.

An enemy spy who was to be reported was killed, and the case has attracted the attention of the department. When Chang Wei and other four returned to the branch, Wei Qianjun was as worried as a piece of smoked bacon.

Seeing Chang Wei, he immediately stood up, listened quietly to the hospital's investigation results, handed Chang Wei a cigarette and asked, "Could it be that the wrong person was killed?"

Chang Wei shook his head. "It's unlikely. Peng Zuhui lives in a single room. This is a military hospital. My second uncle may not be qualified to live in a single room."

"Yes, the probability of killing the wrong person in a single room is too low." Wei Qianjun considered it and ruled out this possibility. He didn't want to pass the pressure to Chang Wei, so he said gently and calmly, "Just do it according to your ideas, don't rush."

Always be powerful but not impatient.

The killing of Peng Zuhui at least proves that Chang Wei was right to spare his life. Now the opponent is more anxious.

He returned to the office prepared for the seven of them by the branch, dragged a sofa to the window and sat down, carefully looking through Peng Zuhui's file again.

This man's death was not unjust.

Peng Zuhui was from the Central Bureau of Investigation and previously worked in Nanjing. He was transferred to Beijing on the eve of the liberation of Beijing and served as the "Captain of the Second Underground Army Battalion of the Internal Investigation Bureau's Beijing Station."

Because he was transferred here temporarily and was unfamiliar with the local factions, he escaped the suppression of counter-revolutionaries after the founding of the People's Republic of China.

He had been hiding very well until not long ago when he suddenly called his subordinates together to prepare weapons, and was then discovered and reported by the masses.

After investigation, we found out that this guy was just a playboy. He used the funds allocated by higher authorities to eat, drink, gamble and eat in Beijing. He did nothing serious and just made up information in newspapers to fool his superiors. No wonder he had not been discovered before.

Well, this guy also has a very elegant hobby - flower arranging.

It can be eaten by both meat and vegetables, and is suitable for people of all ages.

The reason why he had such charm was not only that he was well-off, but also that he had learned how to mount paintings from a master for several years when he was young. He also had some knowledge of painting and calligraphy. Although he could not be a formal guest, he could still fool ordinary young women.

This trick was still very useful in the 1980s and 1990s, but at that time the hobbies of female intellectuals changed from painting and calligraphy to modern poetry.

Young men started talking about Bei Dao and kept silent about Gu Cheng, and literary young women were so happy that they wanted to send him thousands of miles away...

Chang Wei despises such people!!!

The main thing is that when he learns to write, female intellectuals start to look at faces again.

"Laifu, has Captain Lin come back?" Chang Wei asked, poking his head out from the single sofa in the corner.

"I'll go and shout."

The horseman ran very fast.

After hearing Chang Wei's words, Lin Shuangquan's eyes lit up, "Do you suspect this was a murder of passion?"

"I'm not sure, because this case happened so quickly. It was only fifteen hours from the time he was sent to the hospital to the time he was killed. This kind of mobility is terrifying."

Chang Wei continued his analysis: "I have read the interrogation records when he was arrested, and there was no excessive investigation of the women around him."

"Well, we were the ones investigating the case at the time, and we didn't really look into his flirting with women. Our focus was always on his organization."

"Do you know why he suddenly summoned his subordinates to prepare weapons?"

"He said he received an order from his superiors to prepare for a riot."

Chang Wei shook his head. "Such a person would not do such a thing. How could a person who only cares about pleasure suddenly risk his life?"

Lin Shuangquan looked at the records of more than 20 women in the file and felt that the case was handled a bit roughly.

"Do you want to check these women again?"

"Let's check this first." Chang Wei pulled out a page, "This is a female worker in his picture framing shop. Peng Zuhui pays her 85 yuan a month."

Lin Shuangquan was stunned for a moment, then he quickly took it and looked at it carefully, and immediately understood what Chang Wei meant.

He is just an ordinary helper, and his salary is comparable to that of a deputy section chief.

He thought about it and analyzed, "This woman has been with Peng Zuhui for a long time and is paid so much. Either they are having an affair or she has something on him."

Chang Wei nodded in agreement. "Even if there is an affair between the two, this woman will definitely know something. Most men have a common problem. They dare to brag about anything in bed."

Lin Shuangquan looked at the still young face in front of him, feeling mixed emotions.

How do you know such strange knowledge?

Chang Wei didn't know that he had just been criticized by the person in front of him. He picked up the file and read it carefully again. He always felt that Peng Zuhui's final behavior of gathering his men to prepare guns was a bit abnormal.

Xu Meifeng was quickly brought back to the police station. When they saw her for the first time, the Criminal Investigation Team was confused. This time, even Jiang Hongxia, who held up half the sky, couldn't believe it.

The truth is that this woman does not fit their impression of a romantic woman.

Xu Meifeng is already 28 years old. She is slightly fat, has a dark complexion, and has a face that looks like that of a working class person.

If she is really a mistress, then Peng Zuhui must be really hungry.

PS: I will update more frequently. Today is the fourth time. Mainly, I want to express my gratitude. I just saw that the number of people asking for more updates is more than 2100. Thank you, brothers and sisters, young and old!

Alas, I really want to play with a monkey, but unfortunately I don’t know how to do it. I’d better continue typing!