I make a living solving crimes.

The Dongfeng Branch did not know what Shen Lin reported in the detention center.

But this did not prevent the extremely smart Deputy Director Zhong Qing from raising his hands immediately to express his active cooperation.

The two back houses were cordoned off and six public security police were guarding them 24 hours a day.

He didn't care about confidentiality at all and patiently explained to anyone who asked him. Shen Lin reported important clues in the detention center.

The day after tomorrow, a special envoy from the ministry will come to investigate the case personally and will make sure to bring the real culprit to justice.

With the power of the uncles and aunts in Beijing, two days is enough for everyone in the district to know.

A single spark can start a prairie fire.

Chang Wei dropped the spark and returned to the police station with the Dragon Team.

Ever since Deputy Director Liu of the Investigation Bureau called, no one has questioned Chang Wei's decision to reinvestigate Zhang Li's murder case.

This made Chang Wei very confused.

Is this all the energy Nie Haifang has?

This shouldn't be the case. Being able to be transferred directly from the branch to the ministry means that she has someone above her.

Deputy Director Liu may not be capable enough.

Soon, Chang Wei found out the reason.

Chen Mingji walked into the police station with a smile and told him mysteriously that the leader's words came from behind the red walls this morning.

I don't know who mentioned the nickname of Chang Wei's Drum Tower young tiger behind the red wall.

After listening to this, the old man laughed heartily, then remained silent for a long time, and finally gave instructions in a heavy tone.

"Tell that little devil that the people call him a young tiger because he is not doing well enough. He is always powerful, but he is not powerful enough. He is not a real tiger yet. Don't be afraid to make decisions for the people, and don't be a paper tiger. Just go ahead and do it. The sky will not fall."

This sentence was sent to the ministry without any changes.

Now all the government officials in the capital city know about it.

They found the original photo of Chang Wei in the newspaper, and when they got home, they patted their son on the head and said solemnly, "Look carefully, remember it, and stay away from this person when you see him on the street next time."

Chang Wei was silent. He walked to the pomegranate tree, picked a bright red fruit, and rubbed it in his palm.

Seeing that Chang Wei was in deep thought, Chen Mingji did not disturb him and continued talking to Jiang Hongxia and others.

"You guys complained that there was no Dragon Group office in Gulou Street, so I found one for you."

"Really? Which alley?"

"It's in the yard next door. I just vacated it for you yesterday."

"Ah? The police station next door has three courtyards, as big as our police station."

"Yeah." Chen Mingji sighed with a smile and glanced at Zhang Long and Zhao Hu, "But who knows how many of you will be in the future?"

The three courtyards are a bit exaggerated to deal with the current dragon group.

But the Dragon Group is an independent organization, at the same level as the police station, and will be gradually promoted with Chang Wei's level.

Who can tell how many people there will be here in the future?

As the secretary of Gulou Sub-district Office, as Chang Wei's elder, and as a vested interest in Chang Wei's growth, Chen Mingji wants to tie Chang Wei tightly to Gulou.

If the autumn wind knew my intention, it would not let the sunset fall into the dusk.

The sunset is like fire, burning the sky red, a touch of absolute beauty, reflected in the heart.

When it was time to get off work, Chang Wei calmed himself down and strolled home.

In Courtyard No. 95, Chang Long and Chang Xiaoman sat on both sides of the steps, looking towards the alley entrance, ignoring each other.

In the open space in front of the door, an old popcorn pot was shaking and rolling on the firewood, with children standing around it.

The old man took the corn kernels a child brought from home, skillfully poured them into the popcorn pot, added some saccharin, then put the lid on and heated it on the firewood.

The children gathered around excitedly, waiting for the loud noise.

As the temperature rose, the popcorn pot began to make a crackling sound and the children's cheers became louder and louder.

Finally, with a loud "bang", the lid of the popcorn pot was opened, and the steaming popcorn gushed out and fell into a long cloth bag.

The air is filled with a sweet smell.

Chang Xiaoman couldn't sit still as Chang Wei still wasn't here. She ran to the old man, squatted down with her knees hugged, stuck out her little head, and looked at the black popcorn pot curiously.

"Little baby, do you want to eat?"

"Grandpa, what else can be popped besides corn?"

"I can use this pot to pop all kinds of grains. Popcorn tastes good, fried rice tastes good too, peanuts and sorghum can all be popped."

Chang Xiaoman squatted on the ground with her knees hugged, scratched the bun on her head, and ran back to the yard to bring out some sweet potatoes.

"Grandpa, can this explode?"

The old man was a little embarrassed. He had never fried sweet potatoes before. Just when he was about to refuse, he saw Chang Xiaoman's expectant eyes and was instantly melted by them. He patted his chest and said, "Grandpa will fried them for you."

As Chang Wei walked into the alley, he smelled the aroma of roasted sweet potatoes.

Half of the alley in front of me was splashed into shit-yellow color, and an old man was washing a pot while wiping his tears.

Chang Xiaoman squatted on the ground, hesitating whether to pick it up and taste it.

Chang Long sat on the steps with a look of disgust.

Although it smelled delicious, Chang Wei didn't want his niece to "eat shit", so he hugged her in his arms and asked her the reason.

Poor old man.

It cost one cent to make a pot of fried food if you brought your own. After all, saccharin was very expensive. Chang Wei felt sorry for the old man and gave him two cents.

Chang Long held his arm and blinked his eyes, "Brother, can you give me five cents?"

Chang Wei carried the little girl into the courtyard and asked in confusion, "What do you want the money for?"

The little girl hesitated, and when she saw that she was about to go into the house, she hurriedly said, "There is syrup for sale at the school gate today, five cents a handful, I want to eat some."

Seeing that Chang Wei was still confused, she quickly explained, "It's just two small sticks, and a lump of sugar, stir it, and the more you stir, the sweeter it becomes."

Chang Wei just realized that he was talking about the candy.

"Mom doesn't give you money?"

"What you said is really funny. Will mother still give me money to buy candy?" Chang Long rolled his eyes and said with a stern face: "Brother, you have to think about it. We have the same surname. Mother doesn't have the surname Chang. She is an outsider. You have to be on my side."

Are you trying to kill yourself now?

Chang Wei took out a dime and gave it to her, "You can only eat one at a time."

Chang Long put the money in his pocket, looked up and saw Chang Xiaoman licking his fingers, and sighed, "Forget it, I'll buy two and bring one back for Xiaoman."

When she heard that there was candy to eat, the little girl immediately wanted to reconcile with her aunt. She struggled to get off the ground, held Chang Long's hand, and walked and swung it.

In the room, Chang Tian was holding a picture book and daydreaming.

"what's wrong?"

"Brother." Chang Tian quickly put down the picture book in his hand and stood up to speak.

"What are you thinking about?"

"The school asked us to hand in five rat tails next week, and I can't catch them."

"Get rid of the four pests." Chang Wei scratched his head.

Although he could easily find the rats in the supply and marketing cooperative, he had no way to catch them.

While I was thinking, a small black cat the size of a palm came in from the yard with an elegant gait.

With two leaps, he arrived in front of Chang Wei, climbed up his pants and clothes and onto his shoulders. He meowed and then pressed his head against Chang Wei's cheek and twisted it affectionately.