I make a living solving crimes.

Even in autumn, the weather is still hot and humid, and the autumn heat is still as strong as ever.

Chang Wei first went to the police station and found the Judicial Department to tell them about Xu Damao. Several people had met at the execution site, and when they heard about such a trivial matter, they hung up the phone to the detention center on the spot.

Chang Wei accepted the gift out of respect and left a bag of peonies before leaving.

That's what friendship is, you have to use it.

A gentleman is one who can interact with others as easily as water. Even if you are one, are others the same?

The Gulou Criminal Investigation Office has a temporary office in the branch. Zhu Feihong came here early. Seeing Chang Wei coming, she took the wooden box from Chang Wei and said, "I was afraid you didn't have a box, so you brought the one from home."

"You always worry about me, aunt. This was when my father came to Beijing to study. My grandfather hired someone to beat him up, and my mother found it yesterday." Chang Wei put the wooden box in his hand on the table with a smile.

The wooden box in his house was similar to the one Aunt Zhu brought. It had square corners and a dark color. The corners were wrapped with iron sheets, which had turned black due to age.

The box contained a police uniform.

Nowadays, trains are too crowded and dirty. One has to go in in white police uniform and come out in black police uniform. In order not to embarrass the Beijing police, Chang Wei wears casual clothes and changes into them when he arrives at the Tianjin train station.

"Where's the gun? Did you bring it?"

"I'm taking it with me."

Chang Wei lifted the front of his jacket, revealing his gun holster.

"Watch out, it's a mess on the train."

"Oh, don't worry, I'll save it."

Zhu Feihong laughed, thinking that there were probably not many people who could steal Chang Wei.

She then gave detailed instructions on what to do when they were away from home, and finally took out fifty yuan and stuffed it into Chang Wei's hand. Seeing that he refused to take it, she raised her eyebrows and said unhappily, "Poor family but rich on the road, bring more money with you just in case, and return it to me when you come back for reimbursement."

Chang Wei's eyes felt a little hot. He nodded heavily and took the money with a smile.

Last night, my mother left fifty yuan when she went into the house. Early in the morning, my sister secretly stuffed fifty yuan into her. Now Zhu Feihong forced another fifty yuan into her. She has already got one hundred and fifty yuan before she even left Beijing.

As he was talking, Sanbao came over, gathered the police uniforms and put them in Chang Wei's box. Wei Qianjun came to give some more instructions before sending someone to drive the branch's car to take the four people to the train station.

Qianmen Railway Station.

This was the first time Chang Wei saw such a dense crowd since his time traveling through time.

It is said that the passenger flow here exceeds 30,000 every day, and the old railway station has long been overwhelmed, so the new Beijing Station broke ground this summer.

People with red names flashing above their heads kept walking past the four of them.

Li Laifu saw Chang Wei stop and look unhappy, so he asked softly, "What's wrong, Chang Wei?"

Chang Wei shook his head and said in annoyance: "There are too many thieves here."

Wu Jimao looked around and sighed, "It's a pity that this place is not under our jurisdiction. From the moment we enter the gate, this is the jurisdiction of the Railway Police."

Chang Wei let out a breath, nodded and said nothing.

Jiang Hongxia's face was gloomy, and she tried hard not to cause any trouble.

The railway station is no longer cross-regional, but cross-system, and both sides are not under the jurisdiction of the same department.

The total fare from Qianmen Station to Tianjin is 2.37 yuan. If you buy an express ticket from the branch, you have to pay an additional 70 cents, and another 5 cents for insurance.

On the platform, a long train was parked. The carriage was black and the front of the train was red, with the words "People's Railway for the People" written on it.

The carriage was crowded and the air was polluted. Although the four of them had seats, they were too lazy to go in and suffer, so they just stood on the platform and chatted.

"I'm going to buy some oranges. You guys stay here and don't move." Chang Wei gave an order, turned around and walked to the side, leaving behind his back.

Sanbao looked at him stupidly. There were people selling buns and steamed buns, as well as tea on the platform. When were there ever oranges?

Chang Wei walked past a dark and rough old farmer, and suddenly reached out and pressed a skinny young man behind him to the ground.

"It hurts, it hurts, who the hell are you?"

Chang Wei said nothing. He twisted his arm hard, took out a square of floral cloth from his body and handed it to the dumbfounded old farmer, "Uncle, keep an eye on the money when you go out."

I couldn't help it after all!

"Hey, hey, thank you, young man." The old man took the handkerchief, opened it and took a look at it, then clenched it tightly in his hand, and with tears in his eyes, he excitedly thanked Chang Wei.

The wrinkles on his weather-beaten forehead are just like the mountains and fields he has to face every day.

"Boy, how dare you meddle in other people's business? You want to die, right? This is Master Qin's territory." The thief was unable to move as Chang Wei stepped on his back. He turned his head to the ground and shouted loudly.

Passengers passing by on the platform all moved away and pointed at Chang Wei and talked about him.

Four or five strong young men squeezed out of the crowd with unfriendly looks.

The three treasures had already surrounded them, with Li Laifu blocking one side, and Wu Jimao and Jiang Hongxia holding the other side.

"嚓" "嚓" "嚓" "嚓"

Four telescopic sticks were swung out.

"Mr. Qin, Mr. Qin, save me!" The thief saw the person coming and shouted even louder.

Chang Wei disliked his noise and kicked him on the head, causing him to faint immediately.

The leader Qin Ye's eyes trembled, and he glanced at Jiang Hongxia and sneered: "Bringing sharp fruits to smash the kiln?"

Jiang Hongxia didn't understand, but she wasn't afraid at all. Instead, she took a step forward and said, "We are the police, and this man is a thief. Are you going to resist the law with violence?"

Although the young policewoman was making a fuss, she was full of passion and hatred for evil. She had been holding back her anger, but now that Chang Wei had taken action, how could she retreat even a single step?

It was obvious that the old farmer was a poor man. They even stole the money from him. These thieves were truly without any moral character.

The young men exchanged glances, hesitating and communicating with each other.

Suddenly, a whistle sounded, and two railway policemen came trotting over. They looked around the scene, paused, and shouted at Chang Wei and the other three, "No fighting on the platform. Let them go immediately."

Seeing this, the young and strong men became bolder and started to make noises, "Comrades, this group of hooligans are beating people up."

"That's right, they even pretended to be police officers."

"Look, they still have weapons in their hands."

When the two railway police heard that the other four were also police officers, they became more cautious. The leader asked, "Are you police officers?"

Chang Wei retracted his foot, slowly walked up to the two policemen, and handed them his work permit. "He was stealing and I caught him in the act."

The old man did not leave and testified, "Comrade, it was really that man who stole my money, and it was this young comrade who helped me get it back."

The two railway police took the work permit and looked at it, frowned, looked at each other and nodded, and said loudly: "Okay, thank you for your hard work, local comrades, you can hand the person over to us."

After saying this, he turned around and waved to the crowd around him, "Go away, go away. He is a local police officer who caught a thief."

The young man glared at Chang Wei, then turned around and left with his men.

Chang Wei said nothing and let the railway police carry the thief away from the platform.

Neither the person whose property was stolen was questioned nor was any physical evidence taken.

"Is this how they handle the case?" Wu Jimao was stunned. "At least they should ask about the amount of theft."

Chang Wei sneered: "Once we get on the train, I'm afraid this man will be released."

Jiang Hongxia's eyes widened, and she immediately became angry when she heard this: "Chang Wei, why didn't you say anything just now?"

"What can I do if I tell you? This is their territory." Chang Wei looked at the railway policeman leaving with deep emotion. "These were taken over from the old times, and they have long been infested with snakes and rats."

"Just let it go like this?" Jiang Hongxia was indignant, and the letters became a size bigger when she took a deep breath.

"Wait until the case is over, then I'll play a big trick on them." Chang Wei said in a light tone, his eyes like two pools of molten iron, as if he wanted to melt all the dissatisfaction and sin in front of him.