I make a living solving crimes.

Out of Nie Haifang's sight, the entire Beijing public security system was on standby.

She didn't know that after the deputy minister hung up the last phone call, the minister had lost his temper and reiterated Chang Wei's dominance over the case.

Moreover, this is what the center means.

The deputy minister warmly greeted Nie Haifang's bad ancestors in his heart.

When Li Lai Fu hurried over, the alley in front of the police station was filled with people from various branches, brigades, and police stations.

There were also street security captains hiding in the corner, not daring to say a word.

"Blessing."

Someone called him, and he turned around and saw that it was Director Li from Qianmen Station.

"Li, why don't you go in?"

"Since no one else has entered, we won't make any special arrangements."

Director Li stuffed a pack of cigarettes into his pocket and whispered, "Please help us. Give us 50 more portraits later."

Li Laifu wanted to take out the cigarette, but was held down. He said helplessly, "Captain Li, only one thousand copies were printed."

“Why is there only so little printed?”

"The people in the ministry took away the power to handle the case, and Chang Wei had to pay for it himself."

As soon as these words came out, several police station chiefs of the Dongcheng Branch who were listening attentively immediately became angry and started to grumble, "How can you do this? Are you bullying our Dongcheng Branch?"

"You don't do this when picking peaches, do you?"

"Don't you care about your dignity? The case has reached the final stage, and you come here to steal the credit?"

Then the news spread from East City to West City, and then to Chongwu, Xuanwu, Chaoyang...

The east wind blows,

The drums of war are beating,

This year,

Who submits to whom?

The fact that Chang Wei can run rampant in the Beijing public security system has been proven by one major case after another.

And, most importantly, he is a descendant of the family.

A member of the Beijing Public Security System.

In essence, we are all family.

With the same hatred for the enemy, Nie Haifang has become a notorious person in the Beijing public security system!

The two unfamiliar policemen walked along the wall of the alley with their heads lowered, mourning silently in their hearts.

I am also grateful that I was able to turn from evil to good in time.

I squeezed into the yard, stuck my head out and looked around, and just happened to see Chang Wei chatting with a few people under the shadow of the pomegranate tree.

"Jiang Hongxia, don't you have a classmate who works in a ministry? Can you ask him to help investigate the cases that Nie Haifang has handled in the past ten years?"

"Do you think there was a miscarriage of justice?"

"She is too keen on power, arrogant and overbearing, and eager for quick success. When such a person handles cases, it is inevitable that there will be mistakes and omissions."

"Isn't that the same as Wang Wenlong?"

"No, he's more terrifying than Wang Wenlong. Wang Wenlong has never given in to me. Nie Haifang just called me and wanted to make peace."

Jiang Hongxia was surprised and asked, "Isn't that great?"

Chang Wei glanced at her meaningfully. This silly girl had been working at the Gulou Police Station since she was young, and with the protection of her master Zhu Feihong, she had not been exposed to much of the darkness of human nature.

Ji Xiaowang was also sighing, and whispered: "Sister, such people are more terrifying. She can lower herself to solve the case now, but when the case is over, she will be even crazier in revenge."

During his two years at the Tianjin Municipal Public Security Bureau, he had seen many psychopathic criminals and infighting among leaders, so he had been carefully using the snail shell to protect himself.

Chang Wei nodded in agreement and said seriously: "You must remember to always bear in mind the ugly side of the other party. Don't soften your heart because of a few words, otherwise you deserve everything you suffer."

Several people nodded thoughtfully.

Wu Jimao hurried to follow.

Nie Haifang is different from the people in the Siheyuan. She has both ambition and power.

To Chang Wei, she is a woman who shits on one leg - Dangerous Woman.

After Wang Wenlong's incident, Chang Wei understood a truth - danger must be nipped in the bud.

The sea is shallow,

The villain is very deep.

Never fame and fortune,

It is easy to develop a sense of right and wrong.

Seeing two strangers peeking under the hanging flower gate, several people stopped talking.

"Reporting to Team Leader Chang, Special Envoy Zhang Long from the Ministry of Public Security is here to report."

"Reporting to Team Leader Chang, Special Envoy Zhao Hu from the Ministry of Public Security is here to report."

Chang Wei looked at the two of them, quite surprised.

He doesn't hate the second generation, he only hates the second generation who are full of ambition and have high expectations.

To be able to become the second generation is also something that their parents have fought for with their lives.

Put yourself in their shoes. If you can hold a high position one day, you will also arrange a good future for your children.

If you have the ability, help him get on the horse and send him on his way.

If you don't have any ability, just live a life of idleness and wait for death.

These are two smart people, or rather their parents are very smart.

"Okay, wait a moment, and follow me when the action is ready."

"Yes."

The two agreed, walked aside and waited patiently, their hearts suddenly relieved.

Damn, the Beijing police are so fucking thieves.

The real command center was actually in a police station.

When Yang Wenhai returned to the Gulou Office with the mimeographed portrait, he almost couldn't squeeze in.

The crowd was so huge that he could only shout at the top of his lungs at the steps in front of the door, "West City Branch, 200 copies."

The people in the West City Branch suddenly started to make noises of dissatisfaction. Director Ma, who was pushed to the front, frowned and said, "Director Yang, we only give 200 copies to one branch?"

"Director Ma, are you here in person? Sorry, sorry, you can only use it first, the rest is still being printed."

"Chang Wei's matter is the business of our West City Branch. If we give one hundred more copies, each branch will get less than ten copies out of the two hundred."

"Understood, understood. I'll give you the next batch as soon as it comes out. This batch is really not enough. The templates are ready. It will be quick."

"That's a deal, I'll leave someone here to wait."

All the branches and police stations took the portraits and left in a hurry. Tonight, a large search is being carried out in the capital.

Yang Wenhai also assigned the public security police in his station to take the portraits to various neighborhood committees and residents' groups.

Chang Wei and the Dragon Group did not go out, they were recuperating.

The earth is quiet and the moonlight at night shines coldly on the earth, making people feel the solemnity and loneliness of autumn.

Du Ye trotted into the yard and saw Chang Wei leaning against the railing of the veranda smoking in the dim light. He shouted quickly, "Little Grandpa, Little Grandpa, I want to report it."

Zhang Long and Zhao Hu were both stunned.

Chang Wei is a big shot in the Beijing public security system. Is his seniority also so high among the people?

"Du Ye, why are you here to join in the fun again?" Jiang Hongxia came out of the house and scolded her grandson.

"Grandma, I want to report it. I have seen the person in the portrait before."

Everyone was shocked and their eyes were focused on Du Ye, who was shaking with fear.

"Have you seen him? Where? Who was he?"

"I...I saw him hiding in the closet."

"Have you ever stolen anything from his house?"

"No, I didn't steal anything. I, I stole people."

"puff!"

Although this was a very serious occasion, the young people couldn't help but burst out laughing.

I don’t know what Du Ye’s strengths are, he can even steal people.

Maybe he was too poor, so he couldn't get married and had to live with other people's wives.

"That man is called Lu Xin. He is a rich man, a capitalist, and he lives in a small two-story house."

"where do you live?"

"Gui Street."

PS: I have something urgent to do, so I can only update twice today, sorry!

I know I'm failing to live up to everyone's expectations, so I won't ask for updates or send any messages today.

Happy holidays to all the teachers!

Three people go together there must be my teacher.

You are all my teachers, so everyone should be happy!