I make a living solving crimes.

"I have a meeting soon, so I won't make you tea." The old man didn't go to his desk, but sat on the sofa. He patted the seat next to him and motioned Chang Wei to sit down. "Have you found Fan Tuan'er's brother?"

"Well, the wife of Zheng Sancai who adopted him had a cousin in Jiangxi. They couldn't stay in Shanxi. They were afraid that someone would report them and harm the child, so they went to seek refuge with his wife's uncle from her mother's family."

"He is a man who keeps his promises." The old man sighed and turned the topic back to business. "You did a great job with the hidden spy. We have been looking for this man for ten years and thought he had escaped."

"It was just luck. He was riding a bicycle and was discovered by our two investigators."

"Well, you are quite alert. Go to the General Affairs Office to get the Investigation Department certificate you asked for. In the future, the Dragon Group will also accept our leadership. If you act naughty again, I can deal with you directly."

"What do you mean later? Now you say you want to beat me up without any ambiguity." Chang Wei answered with a smile.

The old man liked to see him like this, and reached out to rub his head. "If you are not busy at work after the New Year, you can go down and take a look for me. I have not been in good health in the past two years and have rarely left Beijing. I am afraid that people down there may be slacking off."

"You have the final say." Chang Wei knew that he had been hospitalized for half a year last year due to cerebral hemorrhage and was indeed in poor health.

After chatting for a few words, there was a knock on the office door, and the secretary stuck his head in and whispered, "Comrade Xiao Li, Director Fan wants to see you."

The old man was stunned.

Is my secretary crazy?

What kind of person did the office director recommend? He dares to talk nonsense on his first day at work.

Call yourself Xiao Li?

Who in the world has the courage to do this?

Chang Wei stood up with an embarrassed smile, walked out of the office door under the old man's puzzled gaze, and welcomed Fan Tuaner in.

"What are you playing at again?" The old man had already figured out that he was the one causing trouble, so he and Fan Tuaner sandwiched him in the middle and interrogated him.

Chang Wei smiled awkwardly, "I was just teasing him."

The old man was a smart man. Chang Wei could guess what happened without him saying anything. He patted his head and said, "You just think about being naughty all day long. When will you grow up?"

After saying that, he looked at the pile of information in Fan Tuan'er's hand and asked, "Another case?"

Just as Fan Tuan'er was about to speak, Chang Wei spoke first, "There is a noble lady with great powers who called the Dragon Group and wanted to get her son out of the voting base."

The old man smiled, pointed at him with his finger, and jokingly said, "So what do you want to do?"

"I can't stand provocation, but I want to see why my son is so arrogant."

"Well, you really hate evil as much as you hate evil." Under Chang Wei's delighted eyes, the old man added lightly, "You will never forget your revenge."

Chang Wei's face suddenly turned dark.

I instantly decided to buy some Coptis chinensis when I got home, and when my old man was critically ill in a few years, I would give him a strengthened version of Mischievous Fragrant Pills.

He is open-minded about everything, but that doesn't affect his ability to hold grudges.

The old man had another meeting to attend. After chatting for a while and mentioning the execution on the 30th, Chang Wei left with Fan Tuaner.

As he watched the two men leave, the old man's smile gradually faded. He turned to look at the office director behind him and said, "This secretary, go back and make a new list for me.

......

"The ten students who were previously in the anti-pickpocket training class of the Investigation Department have been transferred back and assigned to you for management. Jiang Hongxia has a Suzaku Squadron. What do you call yours?"

Fan Tuaner sat in the back seat of the jeep, whispering about the changes in the Dragon Group after the dual leadership.

Chang Wei thought for a moment, then turned to look at Du Ye who was driving seriously, "Let's call the Bai Ze team and let Du Ye be the deputy team leader. You should talk to him more about the rules of the investigation department."

"Du Ye's words...are quite appropriate. His style of catching spies is very suitable for the Investigation Department."

"A blind cat catches a dead mouse." Chang Wei muttered dissatisfiedly, and pulled his coat closer to avoid the cold wind blowing in from outside.

Du Ye slowed down the car and tried his best to control his emotions.

I just received the second-class merit, and now I have to be a team leader?

He just felt dizzy and slapped his head hard before he came to his senses.

Chang Wei glanced at him with disdain and said nothing.

Letting Du Ye lead the Bai Ze team cannot be said to be completely selfless.

There is no doubt that catching spies has made greater contributions.

However, no one could find fault with Chang Wei in this arrangement.

Du Ye’s methods of catching spies were really wild.

In the office, the sunlight and tree shadows outside the window fell in together, sparsely, and the walls and the floor always felt dirty, which was completely different from the bright and shiny high-end offices in movies and TV dramas.

Chang Wei threw the materials that Fan Tuan'er brought back to Du Ye and said, "Go check the wife of Deputy District Chief Yuan and see who she is in contact with. Her spending is too high."

Du Ye picked up the materials and was about to go out, but Chang Wei stopped him, "Go find Fan Tuan'er and ask him to take you to meet the people in the Bai Ze team."

Du Ye pursed his lips and wanted to refuse, but felt it was too hypocritical, so he nodded and said nothing.

When he was about to leave, he heard Chang Wei say, "Remember to teach my sister how to drive."

Life is proud to be thoroughly enjoyed themselves,

I'll skip work before the appointed time.

Having not been home for more than ten days, Chang Wei left early after lunch and swaggered into Yard 95 with a wild boar on his shoulder.

The 200-pound wild boar...naturally became the hot topic among the ladies in the Chuihua Sect.

Chang Wei often suspected that he could figure out everything that happened in the courtyard in a year by sitting under the hanging flower gate for an hour.

In the backyard, seeing Chang Wei coming back, the little girl jumped excitedly and ran over. Her eyes on her chubby face were smiling like crescents. She waved her chubby little hands and tilted her head back to look at Chang Wei curiously.

"Uncle, what is this?"

"Boar."

"What is a wild boar?"

“It’s a wild pig.”

"Wild? Was it Uncle Ye who gave birth to the baby? Uncle Du Ye can give birth to pigs? Then is he a sow?"

"Yes, yes, he is the old sow."

Chang Wei was very pleased. He threw the wild boar in the yard, picked up the little girl's armpits and lifted it up high, making her giggle.

Grandpa Chang came out and saw it. He circled around the wild boar, rubbed his hands, and shouted, "Xiao Min, boil some water."

Hearing the noise, not to mention Yang Min and Grandma Chang, even the old lady was startled. She took Chang Wei's arm and said regretfully, "Why didn't you keep the pig's blood? Where did you get it?"

Chang Wei couldn't explain that the item was bought in Shanxi, so he could only lie and say that his comrades-in-arms had fought with him in Xishan.

Chang Wei only needed to help with things like slaughtering pigs. Apart from the old man's lack of strength, his skills were impeccable.

I was busy until the sun went down and the sunset sank into the orange sea.

When Chang Da came home from get off work, the yard was still filled with the smell of blood and feces.

Chang Wei looked up and saw Du Ye with his head down and a strange middle-aged man behind her, and frowned.

"Uncle Du Ye, the piglets you gave birth to were killed by my ancestor." Chang Xiaoman had been hiding in the house with her nose covered. She just ran out now, her eyes fixed on the net bag in her mother's hand.

They are all buns, steaming hot and fragrant.

"Xiao Du is here too. Why did you buy so many buns?" Yang Min stepped forward to greet them. Looking at the four full net bags in the two men's hands, she couldn't help but feel curious.

Chang Da lowered her head slightly, pointed at the middle-aged man following behind, and said in an awkward whisper: "I knocked over someone's bun shop, and I came to my house to get the money."

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Just finished adjusting the outline.

Originally, I was very naive. I wanted Chang Wei to go to Qinghe Farm in 66, and be transferred back to serve in the Second Public Security Division in 71. You know what happened next.

Thinking about it now, I was too naive.

These chapters are a bit bland in transition.

It’s better to be shameless and ask for updates and free electricity!