I make a living solving crimes.

On a cloudy day, the air was filled with a chill, the branches were bare, and a few stubborn green leaves were swaying in the wind, mocking the yellow leaves that fell to the ground.

Even the wind in front of the guesthouse courtyard became gentle.

When Old Man Qiu heard Chang Wei's words, he was at a loss and said, "No, no, you can't let Xiaosuo go. It's a great favor for you to let Xiaosuo go. I dare not ask you to spend any more money."

Chang Wei pursed his lips tightly and asked Li Lai Fu to help the grandfather and grandson to the guesthouse to rest for a while.

What nice people!

He is too hard-hearted and never hesitates to take action when faced with evil.

He has too much conscience, and when he sees the elderly and the weak, he can't help but want to help the needy.

I still remember when I first traveled through time, I spent more than twenty dollars to buy two old hens because I couldn't bear to see the old woman and her seriously ill son, and was scolded behind my back.

But he still does.

Back in the room upstairs, he stood in front of the window, with Ji Xiaowang following behind him.

"You said, there is so much darkness in the world, so is this society positive energy or negative energy?"

Ji Xiaowang pondered the meaning of the two new words, positive and negative energy, and said after a moment's thought: "Team leader, isn't our job to clear away all this darkness?"

“Did you sweep it clean?”

"After we clean the house, dust will fall again soon, but we always sweep it, and we also do a thorough cleaning at the end of the year."

Chang Wei turned back and said, "It seems that you have gained a lot from reading recently."

Ji Xiaowang smiled shyly, "Team Leader, I can't say anything profound, but aren't we following you to do these things to blow away the dark clouds in the sky and make the sky clear? No matter how dirty it is down there, the big leaders are supporting you."

"The dark clouds blow away." Chang Wei muttered silently and looked up at the sky.

A ray of golden light just pierced through the clouds, bringing down the sunlight and dispelling the gloom of late autumn.

Fan Tuan'er didn't have Yanbei's cloth coupons or ready-made clothing coupons, so she went to a thrift store and bought four decent sets of second-hand clothes.

Two sets were requested by Chang Wei, and two sets were her intentions.

After having a full meal and getting clothes, the people from the Dragon Group collected another hundred yuan and forced it on the grandfather and grandson.

Carrying the bags, the grandfather and grandson went out and stood on the street. Then they turned around and walked outside the yard, prostrated themselves on the ground, and kowtowed three times.

Poor people really don’t know how to express their gratitude.

The reporter from Masses Daily who came from Beijing to investigate had been hiding in the crowd, raising his camera to freeze the scene.

After lunch, Chang Wei rushed to the Municipal Bureau again.

Zhang Long and Zhao Hu have already brought people from the Criminal Investigation Brigade to capture the "volunteers".

At this time, six "volunteers" were handcuffed in the detention room, squatting dejectedly.

"Damn it! You dare to extort money from a disabled person? You are worse than the hooligans on the street." Zhang Long became angrier and angrier. He kicked the iron railing and shouted, "Hold still. If anyone moves, I will pull him out and train him alone."

"Why bother to fight? You should learn from your team leader and keep a normal mind." Zhao Hu comforted her.

Zhang Long tilted his mouth and whispered, "Team Leader, keep calm? Do you think the sunflower acupuncture point pressing technique is a normal mind?"

Zhao Hu laughed dryly, "At least he rarely gets angry, and always has a smile on his face."

"Smiling on the face, but shitting on the heart." Zhang Long muttered, and turned around to see Chang Wei standing behind him with a smile on his face.

He looked at Zhao Hu blankly.

Why the hell didn't you remind me just now?

It's doomed now!

Chang Wei pushed Zhang Long aside, walked to the door of the detention room and looked inside, then took out a notebook from his bag and began to record the evidence of the crimes committed by these people.

Zhang Long leaned over to take a look, and saw some strange numbers.

Only Chang Wei himself can understand these.

When we get the files later, we can find the case by comparing them.

This mutual aid association for the deaf and dumb was actually an organization that existed before liberation.

Over more than ten years, they extorted more than 20,000 yuan from the families of the deaf and mute people, and more than a dozen deaf and mute people were falsely accused and sentenced because they could not come up with the money.

Chang Wei recorded the cases after liberation, closed the book, turned to the last two pages, and wrote: "On November 19, 1958, Zhang Long cursed me behind my back. He smiled on the surface, but he was cursing me in his heart. This hatred is irreconcilable."

Zhang Long's stretched neck almost broke on the spot.

After Chang Wei finished writing, he didn't look at Zhang Long's pale face, and said in a friendly manner: "Let the Municipal Bureau take the relevant files to the conference room on the third floor. I want to review them again."

Zhao Hu put his feet together, stood at attention and shouted, "Yes, team leader."

In the conference room, Chang Wei picked through the files and took out more than 40 copies and threw them on the table. "These are all problematic. Either they were paid or they are false accusations."

It’s better for those who collect money. It’s better to lose money than to suffer disaster. At least the people are still there.

It’s pitiful for those who are framed!

Chang Wei tapped the file and said in a heavy tone, "There are two cases in which the death penalty has been imposed and the execution has already taken place."

Jiang Hongxia angrily found two death penalty cases and flipped through them roughly. "I'll go to the trial first."

The dead cannot be resurrected, but their families are still living with the infamy.

Having experienced several wrongful convictions, she can better understand the difficulties faced by the families.

We have to clear their name.

We also need to correct the wrong case and let the city police bring the real murderer to justice.

Because there was no evidence, the two "volunteers" who assisted in the translation were very stubborn.

They admitted to taking money, but never falsely claimed someone's innocence.

In fact, Jiang Hongxia didn’t understand at first. Just take the money. Why harm others if you can’t get the money?

Chang Wei told him that if they didn't harm anyone, they wouldn't be able to scare the family members, so how could they get the money?

Kill the chicken to scare the monkey.

These falsely accused people are the chickens in the hands of the translators.

Jiang Hongxia looked calm and calm as she closed the interrogation record. "Since you won't cooperate, we can only search your house first."

The translator was horrified and shouted, "What are you doing to confiscate my property?"

"In the past ten years, you have illegally obtained more than 3,000 yuan through extortion. Now we need to inspect your property and confiscate the illegal gains. Your family members knew about this and did not report it. They are guilty as well. I believe you will meet in the northwest soon."

The translator is going crazy.

Although he did things that were contrary to right and wrong, he did them all secretly.

The little policewoman in front of me is so blatant!

Uh… not really.

If someone knows about the situation but does not report it, the maximum penalty will be imposed, and labor reform would not be excessive.

"Don't let my family get hurt. You can't do this. My family doesn't know anything." The translator struggled desperately on the chair, and the handcuffs hit the small table with a clinking sound.

Jiang Hongxia had already stood up and said coldly, "Do you think this is a gang? You are talking to us about not bringing harm to your family. You spent all your money on food, drink and entertainment, and didn't use a penny for your family? Don't they know what you did? Don't they use the money you took back?"

The translator's words were stuck in his throat. After a pause, he begged, "I beg you, please let my family go. I'm willing to confess anything."

Jiang Hongxia sat back down. "If you have a good attitude, we can give your family members a lighter punishment, but returning the stolen money is a must, and you need to explain the truth."