I make a living solving crimes.

Paoju Hutong was originally used to make cannons.

In modern times, the Qing Dynasty began to import foreign cannons, and domestically produced cannons became useless, so the cannon foundries were abandoned.

Because it was government land, civilians were not allowed to occupy it, so a prison was built on the site of the old artillery factory.

To make use of the past for the present, after the founding of the People's Republic of China, Paoju Prison became the detention center of the Municipal Public Security Bureau, where some serious criminals who had not been sentenced or executed were detained.

When Chang Wei saw Shen Lin for the first time, he knew that this man's heart was almost dead.

He sat in a chair with his arms folded, his feet together and his head lowered.

No matter how Jiang Hongxia asked questions, he remained silent.

Occasionally I looked up, with only numbness in my eyes.

Or there may be a trace of unwillingness and resentment hidden in the deepest part of my heart.

Chang Wei has an all-seeing eye.

All crimes that have not been punished will be recorded in the system.

The death sentence imposed on Shen Lin has not yet been executed.

But Chang Wei had no record of him killing anyone.

Jiang Hongxia asked again and again and made promises.

Shen Lin didn't even raise his head.

Promises are like farts, they make a big splash at the time but become pale and powerless afterwards.

Chang Wei pressed down his palm and signaled Jiang Hongxia to stop.

The interrogation room was silent.

He stood up, walked to Shen Lin's side, and said softly: "Please believe that we will clear your name."

After saying that, he walked out of the room with heavy steps.

After everyone left, Shen Lin raised his head, staring at the direction of the gate with dark eyes. A ray of light passed through his heart like a meteor and gradually dimmed.

When he was detained in the detention center, he appealed and protested, but was severely beaten by the prison boss.

(Readers who are often sentenced to death know that in order to prevent suicide, death row prisoners are not kept in single rooms, but sleep in special beds marked with red circles on a large bunk bed.)

After a while, he stood up silently and walked out the door dragging his heavy shackles.

Li Laifu stayed outside the door and stepped forward to help him lift the shackles. "From today on, we will move you to another room. When you get to the cell, someone will come and remove your shackles."

Shen Lin stopped and turned his head woodenly. His pale face showed no emotion. His voice was dry and hoarse. "Why?"

"Because Chang Wei wants to help you overturn the case."

"Chang Wei?"

"Our team leader."

The young man's voice rang in Shen Lin's ears again, gentle and firm.

He hunched over and walked a few steps forward, wondering, "Is he a high-ranking official?"

"No, he's just a regular section chief."

"Is his father a high-ranking official?"

"His father is honored."

Shen Lin laughed dryly twice, like nails scraping on steel, "Then what's his reason?"

"He is Chang Wei."

Shen Lin turned his head and looked at Li Lai Fu without saying anything.

"Trust him, he didn't miss it."

"She never missed it..." Shen Lin paused and said faintly, "The police who interrogated me also said that she never missed it."

Li Lai Fu stood there in a daze.

If you have never made a mistake, does that mean you can never be wrong?

No, Chang Wei can't be wrong!

At least not this time.

After settling Shen Lin, he came out of the detention center. Chang Wei was waiting for him in the Willys, and then they went to the Municipal Bureau together.

Shen Lin's case occurred in Dongfeng District. After he was sentenced to death, the case file was transferred to the Judicial Department of the Municipal Bureau.

The clerk was stunned for a moment in response to Chang Wei's request, and whispered, "Team Leader Chang, Shen Lin's case has been sentenced."

Chang Wei handed over a cigarette and said with a smile, "Can't I read the case file for a case that has been sentenced?"

His attitude was still gentle and polite.

The police officer nodded vigorously, "Sure, I'll get it now."

He didn't dare delay.

The September 9 murder case was solved by Nie Haifang within seven days, for which he was appreciated by the ministry and was directly promoted from deputy director of the Dongfeng District Branch to director of the ministry.

Rumor has it that the two had a disagreement over the fake ticket case, and in the end Nie Haifang was even scolded by the minister.

Now Chang Wei wants to review the files of the September 9 murder case...

Sure enough, a gentleman takes revenge from morning to night.

At the Criminal Investigation Office of Gulou Police Station, Zhang Long and Zhao Hu, reserve members of the Dragon Team, were looking at the files on the table with their heads confused.

Isn't the re-investigation of the September 9 murder case just investigating Nie Haifang?

Both of them had cold sweat on their backs.

If they had said a few more words to each other when they first met Chang Wei in the corridor that day.

If the two had not reported to the police station that night, they would have gotten the Dragon Team admission tickets despite their injuries.

Are they also on the list of people being checked today?

I remember someone said that Chang Wei had a small notebook. If you looked at it from the back, it was full of names and dates.

"Has the case file on the counterfeit ticket been completed?"

Chang Wei picked it up and flipped through it casually. The handwriting was neat and well-organized, worthy of someone who came from a ministry.

No wonder Jiang Hongxia hinted to him to keep the person that day.

"I've finished sorting it out."

"Okay, let's hand it over to the investigation department." Chang Wei put down the file and went to his teacup to pour water. "Don't get involved in the September 9 murder case. After all, it was all handled by the ministries before."

Zhao Hu was stunned, and quickly expressed his opinion: "Team leader, you can't cross the river and then destroy the bridge."

Zhang Long followed, anxious to distance himself from the matter, "That's right, Team Leader, we have no relationship with Nie Haifang. She has only been at the ministry for a few days."

Chang Wei came back with a teacup, opened Jiang Hongxia's drawer, took out a few red dates and threw them in, then slowly walked back to his seat in the corner, thinking silently.

"Team leader, we are your dearest friends."

"Team leader, we are your brothers."

The two idiots chased him up, slammed the table and shouted in dissatisfaction.

What a good token of allegiance.

Maybe after this case, the two of them can officially join the team.

"Okay, if you are not afraid of offending others, just follow along and investigate."

"Thank you, team leader."

"Blessings, Team Leader."

The office was filled with the sound of flipping papers. Files were divided into several parts and exchanged after reading.

Chang Wei waited for the red dates in the teacup to soak, then used his fingers to pick up some and put them into his mouth to chew. He finished reading several files with the date pits between his cheeks. He leaned back in his chair and stared at the ceiling in a daze.

Jiang Hongxia turned her head and looked at him, "Chang Wei, what did you find out?"

"I couldn't sleep anyway, so I read carefully for half the night, and finally I could see the words between the lines. The whole book was filled with the two words 'eat people'!"

Everyone was stunned, only Jiang Hongxia burst out laughing.

Chang Wei spit the date pit into the wastebasket with a "puff" sound and said leisurely, "There are no witnesses, no physical evidence, only a confession full of mistakes and omissions. Is this the detective's style of handling cases?"

Jiang Hongxia continued to smile and picked up two pieces of paper and swung them, "The confession is the most important."

Chang Wei knew she was teasing him, so he followed her lead and said, "I'm asking you to admit that you are a donkey now, and you have to go and pull the millstone, or I'll beat you to death."

Jiang Hongxia jumped up and threw a series of turtle punches.

Play and laugh to dispel the haze in your heart.

Li Laifu did not participate. He carefully sorted out the files, recorded the doubts in the notebook, and said in a muffled voice: "Shen Lin lasted seven days in Nie Haifang's hands."

Chang Wei's heart sank again.

No one joked anymore.

They recalled Shen Lin's desperate look in the interrogation room in Paoju Hutong.

What did he go through in these seven days?

Chang Wei stood up, put on his cap and straightened it, "Let's go, let's go to the Dongfeng Branch to learn how they handle cases."

The voice was icy and filled with chill.