I make a living solving crimes.

Before Chang Wei and his team came, the Tianjin Municipal Bureau had already investigated the social relations of Wei Huandi and Han Shaozhen and obtained a lot of confusing information.

However, because the fact that Wei Huandi was murdered had not been confirmed, the initial investigation did not yield much clues.

Today, the Dragon Team came down to supervise the case and immediately confirmed that the couple were murdered and electrocuted to death. The second generation who came down to gild himself even found a key clue. The entire Municipal Bureau admired and felt helpless.

Chang Wei was able to find a hole as big as a soybean on the ceiling, so you could say he is very meticulous.

What about the second generation?

The Dragon Team had no idea what the Municipal Bureau's Criminal Investigation Team was thinking. After assigning the next day's work, everyone was laughing and joking with Du Ye.

The Chihuahua needs a replacement.

After chatting for a while, the food has not yet been served.

Wu Jimao's stomach was growling with hunger. He stood up and walked slowly outside the restaurant. Seeing the kitchen busy at work, he was too embarrassed to rush the waitress, so he asked, "Can you pour us a glass of water to fill our stomachs?"

Because they were discussing the case, the waiter didn't dare to enter without permission and had been guarding the door. After hearing what Wu Jimao said, the eldest sister paused and said with a forced smile: "You are indeed a noble person from the capital, you really pay attention to hygiene."

Wu Jimao stood there in a daze, not knowing where to start this conversation.

The fact that the dishes were not served was not because the cook was negligent. I heard that after they finished the meeting, the table was full of dishes soon after.

Eight-treasure tofu, fried three, pot-fried pork tenderloin, single gluten, braised beef, fried fish fillet, grilled eye fish, and authentic Bohai prawns.

They are the kind of Bohai prawns that weigh two per pound, which are completely different from the ones raised in Chang Wei's system space.

In addition to shrimp, the official grilled squid is also worthy of praise.

Ji Xiaowang introduced that the ingredients of this dish are taken from the semi-smooth tongue sole, a specialty of the Bohai Bay. It is crispy on the outside and crunchy on the inside, with a tender texture and a sweet and sour taste.

Du Ye poked the fish's head and asked curiously, "This fish has no gills?"

The half-smooth tongue sole has a group of narrow velvety teeth only on the right side of its jaws and no gill rakers, so the gills are not obvious.

Wu Jimao flipped up the outside of the fish's gills and took a look. "Isn't this it? How can a fish have no gills?"

Chang Wei peeled a prawn in his hand and explained: "Some fish do not have gills and breathe with lungs."

Jiang Hongxia snorted twice and retorted: "You don't mean whales? You told me last time that whales are not fish, just like people are not people."

Chang Wei glanced at her. He didn't expect her memory to be so good. He explained seriously, "There is a kind of fish in Africa that breathes with lungs. In the dry season, it hides in the mud. It is called lungfish."

Wu Jimao sneered and said unconvincedly, "You are fooling us again. If you breathe with your lungs, you are called a lungfish. If I breathe with my lungs, shouldn't I be called a lungman?"

As soon as these words were spoken, Li Laifu and Ji Xiaowang, who were sitting on his left and right, hurriedly moved their stools to the sides.

After dinner, it was still early, so everyone sat in the living room on the first floor and chatted.

Jiang Hongxia talked about the formation of her Suzaku Squad. Now, ten household registration police and public security police have been mobilized from various police stations of Dongcheng Branch. They are all female comrades, around 20 years old, with junior high school education.

"This is a very time-consuming task. Are you sure you want to do it?"

The policewoman was very sincere and nodded vigorously. "I understand what you mean. I have learned that there is no unified standard for sign language. Many deaf-mute people cannot communicate with each other. Chang Wei, I want to establish this standard, not just for interrogation."

Chang Wei cast an admiring look at him, "If you can really do it, it will be a great merit."

The young policewoman puffed out her chest and said firmly: "I am a determined revolutionary fighter."

Sure enough, excellent people not only have A’s on their transcripts, but also on their chests.

Chang Wei said that if she could accomplish this, it would be a great merit, and this was definitely not an exaggeration.

Another sixty years passed and sign language was not unified.

Later generations started special education too late.

If they start working hard now, they will probably achieve something by the time they are in their eighties.

Chang Wei smiled and said, "Let's start with our main job. You can sort out some commonly used interrogation techniques. I will teach you these first, and then we can slowly expand on them."

"Okay, I'll start doing it when I have nothing to do these days."

Due to the previous crackdown, she was too busy to have hot meals, so she just took the opportunity of this business trip to sort out her thoughts.

......

In the early morning, the sky is blue and the sunlight shines through the sparse clouds, shining on the window glass, flashing dazzling light and making people feel warm.

Chang Wei got up a little later than usual.

He has been busy with the crackdown, and his biological clock has been disrupted by the criminals' work and rest schedule. During this period, he feels listless in the morning, sleepy in the afternoon, and particularly energetic at night.

Everyone did the same. They quickly finished their breakfast in the restaurant and started to work again just after eight o'clock.

Chang Wei didn't go out today. He had already arranged his work and decided to take a day off to adjust himself.

He picked and chose outside the house and found a dead branch as thick as a child's arm.

Fan Tuan'er just went back to the house to get a scarf and went downstairs. She asked curiously, "Why are you picking up firewood?"

As she spoke, she walked up to Chang Wei, hung the scarf around his neck and wrapped it around his neck twice, then looked at the hem and said to herself, "It seems a little short."

Chang Wei felt the warmth coming from his neck. He stuffed the scarf into the collar of his coat. "It fits perfectly. I don't like to leave it exposed."

Fan Tuan'er tidied it up again and patted Chang Wei's chest with satisfaction, "Well, it's really handsome."

Chang Wei sat on the sofa, looking at the doting light in Fan Tuan'er's eyes, and suddenly felt guilty. He whispered, "Sister Tuan'er, when we understand the case in Tianjin, give me your brother's information."

Fan Tuan'er paused, wanting to say that the scarf had nothing to do with his brother's affairs, but felt that there was no need to explain it to Chang Wei. After thinking for a while, he said, "My brother was still young at that time. He had no name and no photo."

"Then find the adoptive parents' information. If that doesn't work, we can go to the local area together."

"......Okay." Fan Tuaner kept the words of gratitude in his heart and did not say them out loud.

Chang Wei took out a small knife and started cutting on the dead branch.

In the meantime, he was rewarded by the system with mastery of carpentry.

The ancestor of carpenters is Lu Ban, but he is definitely not the first carpenter. The reason why he is regarded as the ancestor is not only because of his superb skills, but also because of the tools he invented, such as the bevel, plane, and ink fountain.

These tools are still widely used today.

Chang Wei certainly didn't want to be a carpenter.

Although craftsmen will not starve to death in a famine, officials will not starve to death in a famine either!

He played with wood because he wanted to use his carving skills as a carpenter to make something that interested him and pass the time.

For example: soldiers.

Those were the few toys he had in his previous life as a child. They were plastic products produced on an assembly line and were crudely made. Although he had spent all his pocket money to buy only eight of them, he still treated them as treasures.

The little soldier, all green, holds a gun and makes various combat postures.

He would often hide in the house, arrange eight little soldiers into various formations and charge, while making "tub tub tub" sounds in his mouth to simulate gunshots.

Maybe he shouted too much, and he became bald as he wished in middle age.

PS: I have indeed been feeling unwell recently, but I dare not stop updating, for fear that you will find out when you read the book. In fact, it is the same with or without me!

It’s not easy for a poor bird to write!

Can you please urge me to update more and generate more energy?