I make a living solving crimes.

On a night in late autumn, the moonlight fills the earth, the cold wind blows gently, the leaves fall, and the silence reveals the changing of seasons and the passage of time.

The four seasons cycle, just like love, will cool down sooner or later!

Chang Wei and Fan Tuaner have not left yet. He has to play out the whole play and greet the guests back to their rooms at the service desk on the first floor.

The little black cat squatted on the service desk and rubbed its head back and forth on Chang Wei's palm.

"We have to run one more time to turn on the switch."

"Meow."

After eating two physical fitness fruits, Xiao Zhao's intelligence is beyond doubt.

At ten o'clock in the evening, the guests, drunkenly supporting each other, began to return.

It was obvious that the farewell party was a harmonious one with both hosts and guests getting along well.

Chang Wei still kept smiling and bowed slightly as he stood behind the stage.

Most people were already drunk and staggering, struggling with gravity.

It seems that they have a special affection for alcohol.

Drinking is like performing a ritual. Every drop of wine carries their passion and tenacity, and every sip tells a winter story.

To put it simply.

Just a bunch of drunks.

However, Chang Wei discovered that the guest in the target room was not drunk and remained sober. He narrowed his eyes slightly and glanced at him deliberately when he walked past the service desk.

It seems that not all of these people are scientists.

After a while, a shrill ring rang briefly on the third floor, and with the sound of a door closing, the place fell silent again.

After half an hour, Chang Wei went upstairs and inspected the area to make sure that he had not alarmed the other party. Then he changed his clothes and left quietly with Fan Tuaner.

In the compound of the Investigation Department, the Minister had not yet left. He was standing in the shadow of a tree with his hands behind his back, looking up at the sky.

He also bears tremendous pressure to entrust such an important matter to an "outsider".

Fortunately, the child did not hesitate at all.

Serving the country is an obligation...

It's easy to say, but how many people can really go ahead without hesitation?

It is normal to keep oneself safe.

When the vehicle returned to the compound, the minister felt relieved when he saw the smiles on the two men's faces and became more and more satisfied with Chang Wei.

"Leaders, live up to your mission."

"Isn't it easy?"

"The other party is very cunning and has set up many traps."

Fan Tuan'er briefly recounted what happened, from the doorbell to the dust behind the door, and even the gold in the safe...

A gleam of light flashed in the old man's eyes hidden behind his glasses.

Xiao Zhao seemed to be frightened by him. He jumped onto Chang Wei's head, curled up into a ball, scratching his hair with his little paws.

The old man looked at the little black cat with interest.

"During World War II, many countries had animals serving in the military. I remember that brown bears in Poland had military ranks and smoked and drank." The old man looked away and shook his head regretfully. "It's a pity that we don't have this precedent, nor do we have the position of sheriff."

"Boss, I was joking."

"If it was a dog, I would have arranged one for you, but it's a cat instead."

Xiao Zhao was dissatisfied. He stuck his head out, opened his mouth and showed his fangs to the old man, and meowed fiercely.

The old man was amused and patted Chang Wei's arm. "I can't give you any credit. If you have any request, you can ask for it."

"Leader, I didn't ask for it."

"Then remember it first. When you have made up your mind, come to me again." The old man took Chang Wei's arm and started walking again. "If I don't give you some benefits, I'm afraid you won't come next time I need you for something."

Chang Wei looked over speechlessly.

Leader, I make a living by solving cases, not by committing crimes!

Having said that, he felt that he would still come next time when something happened.

"What are the rules of your anti-pickpocket team?"

"You know all this?" Chang Wei was shocked, then calmed down and said calmly: "Of course you know this."

"Why? Do you feel like I'm spying on you and you feel uncomfortable?" The old man didn't stop, but walked slowly with his hands behind his back, his tone soft and casual.

Chang Wei didn't dare to say anything. He shook his head and said, "You must love me and are afraid that I will make a mistake."

The old man turned around and patted his head. "I'm afraid you are cursing me in your heart? Don't worry, we are not monitoring you. So many people were arrested at the train station today, and many thieves were not sent to prison. We asked around and found out that it was you who wanted the person."

Chang Wei felt relieved when he saw that he really explained to him.

Although I can't believe it completely, at least there is no malicious intent.

Otherwise, given his status, there would be no need to say these words to him.

"The anti-pickpocket team has reserved ten spots for us."

"What do you want this for?"

"Our skills are all from the wartime period, many of which are no longer applicable, and today's young people have not been trained, so they need to be strengthened."

Chang Wei stopped asking.

"Leader, it's cold at night, you should go back and rest early."

"Well, it's time to go back. I'll take you there."

"Leader, please go back first. I will drive back by myself."

"I'll take you to the car." The old man walked towards the parking lot. "Although I'm old and in poor health, I can still take you a distance."

After Chang Wei got on the bus, the old man stood beside the bus, his eyes gradually became kind, "Little Chang Wei, you are a good guy, be brave and go ahead, we will watch you."

Hearing this, Chang Wei finally put aside his guard against the old man and nodded heavily, "Leader, don't worry, with your support, I'm not afraid of anything."

In the dark night, cars are driving silently, their headlights shining like torches, illuminating the way ahead and penetrating the endless darkness.

There were lights on in the back yard.

Chang Tian opened the courtyard door and shouted happily into the house: "Brother is back."

"Are you still asleep?" Chang Wei asked casually, and saw Yang Min and Chang Da coming out of the house with two little girls.

Seeing her son coming back, the haze that had been shrouding her heart dissipated. Yang Min smiled and asked softly, "Is the matter done?"

"It's done, don't worry, mother."

"You must be hungry. I'll go cook you something to eat."

When someone came to call for help so late at night, she knew it must be an urgent matter. As a police family member for many years, she knew the rules. If Chang Wei didn't mention it, she couldn't ask.

But as a mother, how can I not worry?

Chang Wei quickly stopped her, "Mom, I'm not hungry."

After hearing this, Yang Min did not go to the kitchen, but took out some cakes from the cupboard, "Then just eat something to fill your stomach, and go to bed early."

These are the things that the two little guys got from the police station, along with the sweet cakes that Fan Tuaner brought today.

Seeing this, Chang Long and Chang Xiaoman didn't care about their elder brother and uncle, and started grabbing the food with a cheer.

Chang Wei saw a red dot on Chang Long's forehead and said with a smile, "Old Four is singing again?"

Chang Da laughed at the side, "Mom is worried about you, so she plays tricks at home to make mom happy."

Chang Wei became happier and rubbed Chang Long's little head. "What are you singing? Let big brother listen too."

Chang Long pouted unhappily, but did not dare to offend her elder brother. She glanced at the pastries on the table reluctantly, coughed lightly, and retreated to an empty space.

The head was still shaking, and the clear and childish voice sounded.

It was foggy on Sunday morning.

The old men picking up garbage lined up in a row.

The eldest brother gave the order and rushed to the garbage dump.

Torn shoes and socks were flying everywhere.

In the silent night, even the wind seems to become gentle, it blows gently through the treetops, bringing up bursts of slight rustling sounds.