I make a living solving crimes.

In the afternoon, as originally planned, Chang Wei accompanied the minister to the institute to inspect internal security.

The security work is handled by the military, but the minister serves as the deputy chief, and the investigation department is also responsible for the political review of internal security personnel, so there is no obstacle to entering here.

Chang Wei knew that this matter was of great importance, so he kept his all-seeing eyes open and did not dare to be careless in the slightest.

Unfortunately, I arrived at an inopportune time today. Scientists were having a meeting in the conference room, and the marshal wearing sunglasses was presiding over the meeting himself.

Chang Wei was not qualified to enter in such an occasion. Outside the cordon, he glanced at Guo Baijun with his omniscient eyes and knew what was going on.

Then his eyes focused on the five divisions with increasing reverence.

The backbone of the Chinese man is nearly fifty years old, but now he sits at the conference table with a firm gaze and speaks in a sonorous and powerful voice.

With his hearing improved, Chang Wei heard those thought-provoking words.

Having no sword in hand and having a sword but not using it are not the same thing.

As soon as these words came out, the original argument disappeared immediately.

The marshal finally made the decision, "No matter what you need, even if it costs us our own life, the motherland will do its best to satisfy you."

Only with this sword in hand can the country have dignity.

Chang Wei turned around silently, but his heart was already surging.

That night, he couldn't sleep.

After seeing Guo Baijun, he no longer needs to see Wo Dahan.

But if he wanted to conduct a more in-depth investigation and convince the minister or even the marshal, he needed to get solid evidence.

The All-Seeing Eye will only record the criminal behavior, but he has to discover the process and details himself.

The breakthrough lies in Vodahan.

The district committee received a notice from its higher authorities that in order to ensure that university professors have heating in winter, it was required to re-check the permanent population of the professors' homes so that plans could be made in advance.

The permanent population is not the registered population. After all, these days every family has a few poor relatives coming to seek refuge.

In the small living hall of the family quarters, every household brought their children and the elderly, and came to register with their household registration books and coal books.

To prevent false reporting, personnel must be present in person.

The investigator, posing as a municipal party committee supervisor, was sitting in the small auditorium.

Chang Wei was dressed like a student at this time. He and Fan Tuaner went to the teaching building to look at Wodahan from a distance, and then strolled along the lakeside waiting for notification.

The exquisite cloud-like bun is like a flower, and the sleeves fluttering in the wind are scented with roses.

Fan Tuaner's job does not require her to have short hair, but for the convenience of work, she often ties her hair behind her head, creating an ancient and elegant look.

Coupled with her delicate oval face, she looks 80% similar to Jinsuo in terms of youthfulness and immaturity, which makes students passing by always turn their heads to look at her.

"I guess many students will suffer from insomnia tonight." Chang Wei listened to the rustling sound of leaves and watched with interest these energetic young people walking past him again and again.

Fan Tuaner rolled his eyes, remained silent for a moment, and whispered, "I'm not in the mood for dating right now."

"A career-oriented woman." Chang Wei tiptoed and plucked a dead leaf, playing with it in his hand, and asked, "Don't your family urge you to do it?"

Twenty-two or twenty-three, you are considered a grown-up girl!

Fan Tuaner glanced at Chang Wei and said weakly, "I want to find my brother back. If I get married one day, I hope he can be there."

"Oh, I know. I'll help you think of a solution after the case is over." Chang Wei threw the leaves in his hand and shouted, "Pick flowers and fly leaves."

The leaf left the palm, and with the wind, it swayed and fell onto the lake, without any harm.

It's really disrespectful.

Fan Tuaner followed Chang Wei quietly, looking at his thin back, which gradually merged with his childhood memories.

Chang Wei turned around and glanced at her, then said casually, "Although my mother always said that I was picked up from a garbage dump, I can tell you responsibly that I am her biological child."

Fan Tuan'er was stunned for a moment, then burst out laughing, "I know."

Chang Wei explained this sentence in order to prevent her from misunderstanding, and then asked curiously: "Your name is Fan Tuan'er, is your brother's name Fan Li'er?"

Fan Tuan'er glared at him in reproach, "No, he hasn't had time to get a full name yet. If he had one, he would be sixteen now, so he could be called Fan Xian. He would be just as suspicious as you."

Chang Wei nodded in approval, "This is a good name. If someone has this name, his father's name will also be very good."

Fan Tuaner looked at Chang Wei in confusion, not knowing where this came from.

The two of them were walking and chatting along the lakeside when an investigator walked past them and nodded slightly as he passed by.

The two men retracted their leisurely aura and quickened their pace towards the family quarters.

Wodahan lives in the residence for senior professors, which has three neatly arranged rows of two-story Western-style buildings with their own doors and courtyards.

The investigators have confirmed that no one is at home in the surrounding neighborhoods, and several people are scattered at the intersection to prevent any accidents. Fan Tuaner is guarding outside the yard, while Chang Wei has taken out the master key he had prepared in advance and pried open the gate.

With his eyes wide open, he scanned the room and confirmed that there were no hidden traps.

He was the only one who entered the room, which made it easy for him to escape in case of an emergency.

The last time he stole information, Fan Tuaner already knew his ability, so she wasn't too nervous.

In the spacious house, Chang Wei could search every corner without turning over the furnishings.

Wodahan lives a very refined life. For a man living alone, his home is kept tidy and tidy, and there is not even a pair of dirty socks to be found.

He lived a very luxurious life, with a lot of famous cigarettes and liquors. His closet was filled with woolen suits and tweed coats, and even his pajamas were made of silk.

There is a lot of gold and US dollars in the safe.

But there was no evidence that Chang Wei wanted.

The only suspicious thing is the notebook locked in the safe.

It was filled with random numbers.

Of course Chang Wei knew that this was a password, but there were too many possible combinations. Maybe it was some new password, maybe it was a code on the pages of a book, or maybe it was his own unique way of taking notes.

This can only be a suspicion and cannot be used as evidence.

No suspected leaked documents were found, nor was the radio station.

He walked around the room a few more times and finally stopped in Vodahan's bedroom.

There is a telephone on the bedside table.

This is the only phone in the Vodahan family.

Normally, the phone would be placed in the living room, or at least in the study, since no one would always be in the bedroom unless there was an extension.

Of course, it was impossible for Wodahan to use the telephone to transmit information. There was no telegraph machine at home, which meant that he had a contact person in the capital.

The phone was placed next to the bed, probably because he didn't want to miss any calls, and this important call might come late at night.

After restoring everything to its original state, Chang Wei came out of the yard and said after a moment of silence: "Is there any way to check Wo Dahan's phone records?"

"Yes, we have people in the telephone office."

"Okay, let's check his phone records first, then we'll set him up and hook his handlers."

"What game?"

"Let him go online and contact him proactively in the next two days."

There was curiosity on Fan Tuaner's face, her eyebrows were slightly raised, and her eyes were dark.

Chang Wei chuckled, "Go back to the minister and we'll give Guo Baijun a promotion."

When it comes to fishing, he is a real master.