I make a living solving crimes.

The moon star is thin, and the black dragonfly flies south.

The tranquility of the countryside is unmatched anywhere else.

Autumn nights come early, and by dinner time, the entire courtyard is already hidden behind the black curtain.

Chang Wei crushed the two physical fruits and threw them into the soup pot, then moved a chair and sat under the tree outside the yard.

His sight seemed to be able to penetrate the space and see the towering monument.

There gathered countless famous and unknown heroic souls, silently watching the new world they created.

For some reason, he suddenly recalled the lines from "That Rabbit".

"Why are you guys locked up here?"

"Commander...I can't be a prisoner...help me..."

"For victory, shoot at me!"

"Don't cry, your tears will freeze."

He heard many stories from the battlefield this afternoon.

I couldn’t get over the suicide note left by a young soldier of my age.

At the age of seventeen, he wrote a suicide note before going to the battlefield. There was no resentment or request, but instead words of gratitude to the people who collected his body.

"Thank you for picking up my things, please smoke!"

This is the soul of our nation.

For thousands of years, whenever foreign enemies invaded, countless predecessors forged a path of resistance with their blood.

"The enemy can go, so can I!"

This is definitely not just a slogan.

Because we actually went there.

Life is peaceful in the yard.

Yang Min and her second aunt were cooking in the kitchen, while her second uncle and Grandpa Chang had already had a drink of wine.

Chang Ni was longing for life in the city, so she pulled her elder sister Chang Da to sit in a corner and asked her questions in a low voice.

Chang Tian and Chang Nan put their pistols on their waists, marched back and forth in the yard, shouting slogans.

Grandma Chang sat in front of the door, looking at her children and grandchildren with joy.

Chang Long ran over, his eyes rolling at the flowered scarf wrapped around his grandmother's head.

"Grandma, your headscarf is so beautiful, can I wear it?"

How could Grandma Chang refuse? She hugged her and started to untie the knot under her chin.

Yang Min heard the sound, came out of the kitchen and kicked Chang Long, "Grandma is afraid of the wind, don't make trouble."

Chang Long pursed his lips and curled up in his grandmother's arms without saying a word.

Grandma Chang took off her headscarf and said angrily, "I'm not that spoiled. If the child wants to wear it, let her wear it for a while."

After saying that, she spread out the headscarf and folded it into a triangle, covered Chang Long's hair and wrapped it around her chin, and carefully tied a bow for her.

The little girl touched her head and shook it proudly. She swung her arms and walked back and forth under the eaves. She rolled her eyes and imitated her grandmother's slightly bent back. She walked to Yang Min in small steps and said, "Look, do I look like your mother?"

She lived to the age of seven, which only shows that even a tiger would not eat its own cubs.

Chang Wei heard the noise outside the courtyard gate and laughed out loud.

My depressed mood suddenly improved.

He is not an emo person to begin with, and in his previous life he listened to the DJ version of the Great Compassion Mantra.

After finishing his meal, Chang Wei prepared to go back.

My second uncle will be heading north back to the camp in a few days, and I don’t know when I will see him again.

Parting on a starry night is like a meteor streaking across the sky, leaving behind an indelible scar.

Fortunately, the old people will go to the city after a while, which dispels some of the sadness of parting.

The car lights sped along in the night, and when they arrived at Nanluoguxiang, Chang Wei suddenly braked.

In a dim alley on the side, a few young men were following a woman, talking nonsense.

The lady is a good ball player...but it's the middle of the night, you can't have seven good balls.

Yang Min also heard the noise, frowned, and got out of the car first.

Chang Wei stopped her, "Mom, I'll go take a look."

"Be careful."

"It's okay, you little vagrants. I have a gun on me."

Her son is a public security officer and he has to take care of things like this. Even though she is worried, she can't stop him.

Chang Tian still held the Browning without bullets in his hand. He jumped out of the car behind Chang Wei and stood beside the car to protect Yang Min.

"Girl, why are you walking so fast? Stay and play with us guys."

"Don't run, buddy, I'll take you to a fun place, with food and drinks, and we can chat together."

The woman became increasingly flustered, and her pace changed from brisk walking to a jog.

Then she saw a thin figure under the dim street light at the entrance of the alley.

Inexplicably familiar.

Chang Wei let her pass, walked towards the fastest man in front of him, and slapped him.

The man rolled on the ground, covered his face, climbed up, and stared at Chang Wei blankly.

The others chased after him, stretched out their arms and shouted, "How the hell are you hitting people?"

Chang Wei ignored them, turned around and looked at the girl hiding behind him, and asked in confusion: "Why do you always walk in the alley at night?"

"I, I..." Lan Xiaojie felt a little aggrieved. She also didn't want to walk alone in the dark alley.

Chang Wei was impatient with this kind of scene and pointed to the location of the car not far away, "Go wait for me there."

"You, you better be careful. Otherwise, let's go." Lan Xiaojie saw that there were seven men opposite her and was afraid that Chang Wei would suffer a loss.

"Let's go, let's go, what are you doing?"

"Boy, you're in big trouble."

"This matter is not over today."

"He beat someone up and still wants to run away. Brothers, beat him up first and then take him to the police station."

Chang Wei drove Lan Xiaojie away and turned around with an expressionless face.

He spent some points lavishly to take a quick look at the few people with his golden eyes, and then threw the short stick he had taken out back into his bag.

I haven't had a chance to move my hands and feet for a long time.

"Boy, you want to be a hero saving the damsel in distress, right? Today I'll let you know... let go, oh... please let go."

Before he could finish his words, Chang Wei had already lifted the man off the ground by the collar of his shirt.

"boom"

"Snapped"

The first sound was a person being thrown up and hitting the wall.

The second sound bounced off the wall and hit the ground.

The brick and stone walls trembled slightly, shaking off a lot of mud and dust.

The remaining six were frightened.

He picked up a person with one hand and threw him three or four meters away...Is this a fucking monster?

Chang Wei gathered 70% of his strength and rushed into the flock of sheep like a tiger descending from the mountain.

The only sound in the dim alley was "pa pa pa".

Crisp and rhythmic.

When these people were wailing and trying to get up and escape, Chang Wei pulled out his gun.

A serious gun, the Black May Fourth.

This is very unsportsmanlike.

The seven people were cursing in their hearts - you pulled out a gun in a street fight, are you still a man from Beijing?

Then they saw the other party pull out another large pair of handcuffs from his bag.

......public security!

Do you eat fried cakes?

You are a public security officer, please tell me earlier!

With his left hand, he handcuffed the right hand of the person next to him. The seven people were strung together like prisoners in a line. Chang Wei led them out of the alley, looked at the surroundings, and surrounded them in a circle around the old locust tree.

"Just stay still for now, I'll come and deal with you later."

Chang Xiaoman was so excited that she didn't take a nap today. She fell asleep on the way back. When she heard the sound, she rubbed her eyes and twisted her little body to get out of Chang Da's arms.

He ran a few steps closer, "Uncle, what are you playing?"

"We're playing a game."

"What game is it?"

"Throw the handkerchief."

Chang Long sat in the car with his mouth twitching.

Is this Drop the Handkerchief?

If you don't play well, you might even lose your life.