I make a living solving crimes.

After autumn, the temperature becomes cooler day by day, and the gentle breeze pushes away the sultry summer heat. The autumn wind is refreshing, bringing with it the first wave of fallen leaves, as beautiful as poetry.

In the corner of the square in front of the station, the girl's hair was flying in the wind and her cheeks were pink, like maple leaves caressed by the autumn wind. The boy stood opposite her, and couldn't help feeling a surge of sadness in his heart. They would part today and see each other again next year.

In front of the gate, the father carrying the sack patted his son on the shoulder cheerfully, gave him a few detailed instructions, turned around and strode into the station. Suddenly, both of them burst into tears.

The young man had just entered the square from the exit and arrived at the heart of the motherland. He was full of fighting spirit and looked at everything around him with curiosity, wishing he could raise his arms and shout.

The toddler stumbled and threw himself into the man's arms. The soft cry made him forget the hardship of the journey. He picked up the child and looked at his gentle wife with guilt. The family of three laughed heartily in the autumn breeze.

The station is a wonderful place, witnessing separation and reunion all the time.

Chang Wei would occasionally stop and stare at the scenes in a daze.

Wu Jimao wandered out from the station front office, picked up a cucumber and chewed it as he walked.

"Like cures like?" Chang Wei skimmed off the lower half and chewed it. It was not as thick as the ones grown in his own system space, and the taste was not as good.

"I didn't, I didn't, don't talk nonsense." Wu Jimao denied loudly, with a hint of anger in his eyes, and looked around secretly.

"Well, it's too late to make up for it at your age." Chang Wei kindly reminded him and talked about business, "Where are Uncle Yang and the others?"

"Xiao Ji, drive your car to take them back to Gulou first. The other directors' eyes are red." Wu Jimao swallowed the last bite of cucumber and continued, "That man is indeed suspicious. Uncle Yang found a knife like the Japanese in his bag."

Chang Wei looked at the length of the sword Wu Jimao was measuring and realized that it was probably not a samurai sword but a wakizashi sword.

This thing was most likely left over from the Anti-Japanese War. A lot of it was left behind by the people when they surrendered, and they came back to give it to the old guy to play with.

"Chang Wei, take a break!" Wei Qianjun came out of the police station in front of the station and was walking around casually. He caught sight of him out of the corner of his eye and came over to say hello.

"Uncle Wei, how many have you caught?" Chang Wei rubbed his eyes, turned off the All-Seeing Eye, and inquired about the progress.

"About seventy or eighty."

"Well, let's take a break and do it in the afternoon."

Wei Qianjun was stunned for a moment and could only feel sad for the railway station police station.

When the two men walked into the station, reporters surrounded them. Although Wei Qianjun was the deputy director and the front-line commander of the operation, he was not as good-looking as Chang Wei!

And this big boy is very good at speaking.

"Chang Wei, do you still remember me? We have met before. I once went to your home to interview you." The reporter from Youth Daily was the first to speak. "I haven't seen you for three months. You have changed a lot. You are now a real people's policeman. Come, talk to us about today's operation!"

"Chang Wei, I'm from Beijing Daily. We just met at the police station a few days ago. Do you remember?" The reporter from Beijing Daily also squeezed in and asked, "So many thieves were caught in the square in front of the station today. Has the security situation at our Qianmen Railway Station deteriorated so much?"

The reporter from Masses Daily coughed lightly in the back and was not in a hurry to come forward, showing the reserve of a leading media.

Chang Wei did not respond to the question about the public security situation. He just said that as the civilized window of the capital, the railway station represents the first impression of the people across the country on the capital, and the Dongcheng Public Security Bureau has the confidence and strength to sweep away all monsters before the National Day.

At the same time, he expressed regret that due to jurisdiction issues, they were unable to enforce the law inside the station and were not clear about the specific situation inside the station.

The reason for all this...the young man who hated evil just shook his head in pain and refused to say more.

The term "window of civilization" caught the reporters' attention.

The reporters were moved by his expression of deep sorrow.

Several pens were recording.

As media professionals in the new era, they not only need to sing praises, but also discover social problems and provide a basis for upper-level decision-making.

For many years to come, there will be media people who will stick to this belief and even take risks to go undercover and conduct on-site surveys in illegal coal mines.

Unfortunately, there will be fewer and fewer people like this.

After chatting for half an hour, it was lunch time. Chang Wei took two steamed buns and a bowl of soup and went to the corner to eat while panting.

"Fifty-seven thieves have been identified, and the others are still under investigation. It will probably take a few days to recover the stolen money. There are also four prisoners you specifically designated who were taken to Gulou Police Station by Yang Wenhai. What's their situation?"

Wei Qianjun came over, stuffed a pack of Zhonghua cigarettes into his pocket, and pulled a stool over for Chang Wei to sit down and eat.

Chang Wei looked around, then approached Wei Qianjun and whispered, "They are all big cases, and they carry evil spirits."

Wei Qianjun was startled, stood up and looked around, and drove away a few people who were sitting close to him, then said angrily: "Don't say this outside, be careful that others will say you are feudal and superstitious."

Having said that, the whole country is also cracking down on feudal superstition, but the old guys are not as firm as the young people on this matter.

At least Wei Qianjun believed that Chang Wei had some magical powers.

The key point is that this guy always manages to create big cases, which is totally inconsistent with materialism.

Chang Wei chewed a steamed bun and nodded with a smile, "Those people don't look like they are from Beijing. They must have just arrived in Beijing. This is not a case under our jurisdiction."

Wei Qianjun was relieved and said, "Then hurry up, we need to allocate all police forces for the holiday."

After thinking for a while, he continued, "You took four away this morning. In the afternoon, find a few big ones for the other three institutes and two brigades. You will also need their support in your future work."

Chang Wei agreed with a smile. He had originally thought so too.

"Alas, I estimate that the railway station police station will be investigated tomorrow at the latest. I just saw a reporter from the daily newspaper writing an internal report without even having a meal."

"Serves you right." Chang Wei muttered, raised the rice bowl and gulped down a big mouthful.

It is hard to say whether they deserved it or not, but such an incident broke out two days before National Day, and fifty or sixty thieves were arrested in half a day. They definitely cannot escape the charge of dereliction of duty.

The window of civilization...

"I won't assign you any holiday support work. I'll let you take two days off."

"I just need to go back to see grandpa."

"Director Zhao attaches great importance to your Gulou's experience model. You should pay more attention to it."

"That was done by Uncle Chen... Director Chen Mingji of the Street Office and my master. I just offered some ideas. If Uncle Wei is interested, please pay more attention to it. I heard that the mayor is also very concerned."

"Okay, I'll find out more. There will be a commendation meeting after the holiday, and you have to attend this time. You have been awarded two first-class merits for Zhang Yu's enemy spy group and the treasure case, the glass factory theft case and the cultural relics case are second-class, and Zhang Qi's murder case is third-class."

Chang Wei was shocked and asked in disbelief: "So many?"

Wei Qianjun took a deep breath and patted Chang Wei on the shoulder. "Child, be fine. Many people are watching you. Keep going."

These are some profound words that Chen Mingji also said not long ago.