I make a living solving crimes.

The red sun sets in the west and the dark curtain slowly unfolds.

The autumn wind blew across the fields, the frog sounds gradually weakened, and only the autumn insects were humming softly.

The leaves by the moat are like poor love, either green or yellow. They break free from their restraints and fall on the soil, exuding a faint scent of fallen leaves.

The night is as cold as water.

It seems that the old people and young people in the black market outside Deshengmen cannot endure hardship, and there are fewer people today.

Chang Wei walked among them with his four Dharma protectors, looking very similar to the Eight Banners descendants of the previous dynasty who carried hawks and walked dogs.

It's just a bit embarrassing to cover your face with a piece of cloth.

He mobilized nearly three hundred people for tonight's arrest.

As soon as he made a phone call, although the entire Dongcheng Public Security System didn't know what the case was, everyone volunteered and almost wrote a blood oath to join the fight.

Others may not know who the little devil the leader is talking about, but how could the East City Branch not know?

kid!

What level of title is this!

No, this is not a title, this is a supreme honor!

The Criminal Investigation Brigade, which cracked the fraud case, has been singled out for praise by ministries and commissions, and medals of honor are on the way.

I heard that there was a silly guy who was promoted one level because he matched the sample.

In the weeds, Zhu Feihong seemed to have returned to many years ago, with his knees bent and legs crossed, his hands behind his head, his body tilted back to look at the starry sky, and a piece of weed in his mouth.

At that time she was just a country girl and she didn't have a gun.

Xie Sanfu stood not far from her side and asked, "Did you also lie in ambush like this when you were fighting guerrilla warfare before?"

"That was much more dangerous. It was my first time in an ambush. I was so scared that I didn't even dare to raise my head."

"Guerrilla warfare! It's not easy for you old fighters."

"Yes, we are not afraid of death. We have lost too many people and have become numb. What we are afraid of is having no guns or bullets and having to fight the devils with swords and spears."

Zhu Feihong's thoughts floated, traveling through time and space under the starry sky, returning to the age of blood and fire.

The comrades hastily gathered the bodies of their fallen comrades, cleaned the battlefield while wiping their tears, and the captain sat on a pile of dirt, humming a ballad.

We are all sharpshooters.

Every bullet kills an enemy.

We are all flying soldiers.

Even if the mountains are high and the waters are deep.

In the dense woods,

There were campsites for the comrades everywhere.

On that high hill,

We have countless good brothers.

(What great lyrics, but it’s a pity that after I wrote them you all will say that I’m just cliche. Not many young people can sing them, right?)

Chang Wei walked along the moat, paused, and patted Wu Jimao's arm.

Following the direction indicated by the cigarette in his hand, Wu Jimao nodded, found an open space nearby, spread out a piece of floral cloth, and placed a dozen packs of cigarettes on it.

A middle-aged man nearby came over and shone a flashlight on it, saying with disdain, "You're still selling economy cigarettes? You're such a fool."

Wu Jimao smiled innocently and said nothing.

What I want is that no one buys it, and I just sit there and do nothing after it’s sold out?

Chang Wei and others continued to move forward. After walking about twenty or thirty meters, Ji Xiaowang shook a piece of rag and threw it on the ground. On it lay a pair of rotten leather shoes with half of the soles peeled off.

The stall owner next door glanced at him with disdain.

Li Lai Fu was selling a sheepskin waistcoat.

That's really like being eaten by bugs and bitten by rats, leaving only a bare surface.

Jiang Hongxia huddled in the shadow under a willow tree, staring at a man.

Chang Wei said, this should be Liang San.

If he says yes, then it must be.

Chang Wei continued to wander around, and finally saw the Li Dongwa he had been thinking about on the third lap.

People look for him thousands of Baidu,

Looking back,

The man still looked down on Chang Wei.

He took the initiative to come over and handed over a cigarette. The moment the match was lit, Li Dongwa realized who this guy was.

He is the only guy outside Deshengmen who always wears a colorful triangular bandana, like he is holding a piss ring on his face.

Chang Wei saw smoke coming out of his nostrils and asked in surprise, "Is your rhinitis healed?"

"Who the hell has rhinitis all the time?"

"Yeah, how's business lately?"

"Generally, especially in the past two days, tickets can't be sold. I don't know what's going on."

Nonsense, your ticket is two or three times more expensive than others, who would buy from you?

It’s pitch dark, how many people can tell the difference between a real ticket and a fake one?

"How about you take care of my business tonight?"

"Okay, I'll get all your tickets later."

"Really?"

"Old acquaintance, is it fun for me to lie to you?"

"Okay, then I'll wait." The moon was bright and the stars were sparse. Under the light of the flashlight, Chang Wei suddenly stretched out his arm, then quickly retracted it to look at Inage. It was twelve o'clock.

He walked back to Jiang Hongxia and whispered, "Send the signal and get ready to take action."

Jiang Hongxia nodded, her face became serious, she took out a gun from her bag, walked out of the willow trees and pointed it at the sky.

"Pa" "Pa" "Pa"

After three shots, a cannon fired.

From the ruins of the city wall on the opposite bank, a flare was shot into the sky and slowly fell down.

In the wilderness, black cloths were lifted up, revealing the figures of policemen in white.

Teams of police rushed out of the city gate, their footsteps sounding like war drums.

"Public security, don't move."

"Get down where you are and fight back and get shot."

"Raise your hands, surrender and you won't be killed."

"Don't kill those who surrender their weapons, and treat prisoners well."

"..."

Perhaps because there have been no such actions for many years, the enthusiasm of many veteran police officers was rekindled and they unknowingly used the slogans from ten years ago.

The panicked stall owners were just about to get up and run away, but when they saw this scene, their energy was drained away and they fell to the ground.

Whatever you want, just don’t kill me.

The middle-aged man's heart was throbbing. Just as he was about to get into the haystack, he felt a sharp pain in his back. He turned around and saw the stupid boy who had just sold cigarettes holding a stick in one hand and a gun in the other. He said with a grim look on his face, "I hate it most when people say I'm stupid!"

Ji Xiaowang smashed the fleeing man's knee with his leather shoe, and then punched him in the face. Finally, he grabbed the back of his neck and shouted, "What are you looking at?"

The stall owner next to Li Lai Fu was covered with a smelly torn leather jacket before he could stand up. As soon as it was pulled off, his head was pressed against the muzzle of the gun.

Liang San jumped into the moat at the moment the gunshot sounded. When he emerged from the bottom of the water, three or four beams of flashlight shone on him from both sides of the moat.

I could vaguely see a policeman holding a fishing net, saying with a smile: "I've been preparing for this. Do you want to come up on your own, or do you want me to catch you in the net?"

"I surrender, I'll come up by myself, don't shoot." Liang San shouted while stepping on the water.

Li Dongwa saw Chang Wei slowly take out a pistol from his bag, and he squatted down with his head in his hands resigned to his fate.

The "battle" started at twelve o'clock and ended at three in the morning.

At the bus parking lot below the Deshengmen Arrow Tower, five trucks turned on their headlights in a fan shape.

"Reporting to Team Leader Chang, we have captured 1,917 criminals, injured 13, and killed two."

"Okay, what about us?"

"Two people were injured in the fight. One had a broken head and the other sprained his ankle."

"Find a truck to take the wounded away first."

"Yes."

After reporting the situation, the directors of various institutes and captains of branches gathered around.

“Those selling their own agricultural products and those selling off their property should be distinguished, the materials should be returned, and the personnel should not be held accountable.”

"Yes."

Zhang Youde has a special status and expressed his opinion on behalf of the directors: "Don't worry, we are the people's police and will not embarrass the proletariat."

"Master, I know what I mean. I just want to give you a warning because I'm afraid the policemen below are too eager to make achievements."

"We have arranged people to keep an eye on it."

"All illegal materials involved in speculation and reselling will be confiscated and centralized. I will ask Director Wei to come up with a plan. After the sales, each station will get a share."

"Yes."

The response was unusually uniform.

PS: Oh! I stayed up all night again, and I really don’t have any drafts saved.

Even though I’m old, I still have to work hard writing.

As the saying goes, if you don’t work hard when you are young, Reba and Mi Mi!

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