I make a living solving crimes.

After returning to the police station, Chang Wei changed into a new police uniform, put a pistol on his waist, put on new leather shoes, and stomped his feet hard.

In terms of style and comfort, the Type 55 police uniform is certainly not as good as the later ones, but the white police uniform makes people look energetic and capable, and in later generations, only the director can wear white.

He looked at himself in the mirror in the director's office, twisted left and right, and saluted himself properly.

spirit!

Although he has never wanted to go to work, he actually respects the profession of police. Being a policeman is what his original incarnation hoped for and also his long-cherished wish in his previous life. He wanted to be a policeman after he retired from the army, but unfortunately he was not qualified.

Taking a deep breath, he patted his head to wake himself up, put on his wide-brimmed hat, opened the door and walked out of the office.

"Yes, it looks good."

Zhang Youde patted his back and said, "Keep your back straight."

"The clothes are a bit big."

"That's because you're too thin. Eat more meat. By the way, did you bring a pig's head to the institute yesterday?"

"Master, your topic jumps too much. I can't keep up."

"Stop talking nonsense. Where's the meat?"

"That thing is full of oil. I can't bring it with me today as I have a conversation. I'll bring it to you tomorrow."

"That's more like it. Your aunt hasn't eaten meat for a long time."

Chang Wei curled his lips. He wanted to eat but he still relied on his wife. What kind of person is he!

There are three offices in the east wing, one for public security, one for economic investigation, and one for criminal investigation.

Needless to say, Chang Wei was naturally assigned to the criminal investigation team. He himself had some special skills in criminal cases, and criminal investigation was the easiest field to achieve results.

In recent years, most of the newly recruited police officers have been assigned to criminal investigation. With the development of the times, criminal investigation work requires more and more cultural knowledge.

For example, the footprint identification method that Chang Wei had used before, expecting a group of rough people who could only learn to read after attending night school to calculate the formula, was also wishful thinking.

"Come on, come on, everyone, welcome Comrade Chang Wei."

As the captain of the criminal investigation team, Xiao Qiang led Chang Wei in with a smile, and the rest of the people in the office pretended to applaud him.

"Uncle Xiao, if you keep doing this, I will call you Captain Xiao from now on."

"Hey, you dare to confront your boss right after you get to work. Well, I'll fine you two fish."

"Openly soliciting bribes?"

"What, you're not convinced?"

"No, I give in. I give in. I'll go cast a couple of times after get off work. I'm sure there will be fish tomorrow."

Xie Sanfu was the oldest person in the office. He pulled Chang Wei and said, "Don't stand there like an idiot. The table at the back is yours. Don't listen to what your uncle Xiao says. If you have fish, take them and exchange them for money. With the money, you can honor your mother."

Unlike the street office, Chang Wei never charged money for the fish he sent to the police station. It was not because the police station did not give him money, but because he refused to take it.

Most people here are like family to him.

After his father passed away, whenever the institute distributed welfare and supplies, his family's share was always included. It was all deducted from the institute's own share. During the holidays, these uncles and aunts would come to visit with food.

Whenever Chang Wei felt hungry at home, he would take his younger brothers and sisters to the canteen to find something to eat. Everyone in the institute knew about it, and no one said a word.

This is the legacy left by my father's personal charm. It is a favor and also love.

He returned to his desk and fumbled around for a while before taking out a lunch box from his bag. "Thank you, Uncle Xiao, Aunt Zhu, come and have some peanuts."

Li Lai Fu and three other young policemen looked over eagerly.

Chang Wei took the lunch box and placed a handful of boiled peanuts on each table, then pulled a stool over to Zhu Feihong, "Aunt, you have some peanuts too."

Zhu Feihong is Jiang Hongxia's master, an old soldier who retired from the guerrillas. She has a scar on her face left by a bullet, so she doesn't like to smile normally. The scar looks even more terrifying when she smiles.

Because she doesn't like to laugh, has a strong personality and hates evil, few people dare to get close to her, and Jiang Hongxia doesn't dare to be presumptuous in front of her.

Chang Wei was not afraid and stuck to Zhu Feihong like a spoiled child.

Zhu Feihong looked at the peanuts on the table with a stern expression, but her voice was unusually gentle, "Xiao Changwei, keep these for yourself in the future."

"Aunt, I have plenty. I'll bring you a box tomorrow and you can take it back to help my uncle with his wine."

"No matter how much you have, you still have to spend money to buy it. Good boy, you should learn to save money when you go to work."

"I see, auntie. This is my duty to you. Have you forgotten that when I was little, I used to steal your cakes because I was greedy."

Zhu Feihong recalled Chang Wei's past, feeling that time flies. The little monkey has now grown up. A smile appeared on her face unconsciously, and she adjusted Chang Wei's wide-brimmed hat with her hand, "If you like it, auntie will bake it for you tomorrow."

"Ah, Aunt Zhu is still the best. She is not like some people who would fine me two fish just for being a minor official."

Xiao Qiang angrily threw a peanut shell over.

Wu Jimao and Jiang Hongxia have been here for three years and have long known about Chang Wei's lawless behavior in the institute. Only Li Laifu has less contact with him. When he was at work, Chang's father had already died, and Chang Wei seldom came over.

At this moment, seeing that Chang Wei and Zhu Feihong were able to chat and laugh with his master, he was full of admiration.

Can't be bothered, can't be bothered.

This guy has a very strong background.

What should new employees do?

He flatters his superiors, works diligently on chores, and asks for advice humbly, but can Chang Wei be considered a newcomer?

He arrived earlier than half of the people in the institute.

He called Old Wang in the kitchen "Grandpa" and Old Zhang in the doorman "Old Man", but Zhang Youde didn't dare to do either.

As for the specific work...

Xiao Qiang did not explain either. The administrative team was responsible for criminal cases in the jurisdiction. Major cases would be taken over by the branch the next day. What was left were trivial matters. Occasionally, they would go to the scene and cooperate with the branch in arrests.

He wandered around a few offices, went to chat with Old Wang, and argued with Old Zhang. He was the best at just getting by.

In the afternoon, those who were under control and punishment in the area came to report. Li Laifu and Wu Jimao went to the front yard with the roster to take roll call.

Those under control are all criminals with less serious circumstances, such as stealing, gambling, speculation, or promiscuous relationships.

The controlled punishment does not involve detaining criminals, but it does restrict their freedom to a certain extent. They can continue to work or labor in their original workplace or place of residence, and receive equal pay for equal work. However, they must go to the local police station every Monday to report on their work, life and thoughts in the past week.

An interesting thing is that probation is a criminal punishment, while the more severe re-education through labor is an administrative punishment.

Chang Wei wandered out to watch the fun, and a dozen or so people responded weakly.

He stood there for a while with his brows furrowed, then saw three young men laughing and joking in the back of the crowd, so he walked over and kicked them hard.

"Stand up straight, damn it."

The three men were about to fire their weapons, but when they saw that the person beating them was wearing a police uniform, they did not dare to fight back. The young man in the lead stiffened his neck and refused to accept the defeat.

Chang Wei went up and slapped him, "You're a bit of a jerk, aren't you? Have you ever been to a gun camp? I can't send you to a gun camp, but sending you to Qinghe Farm is just a matter of words."

"Why?"

"My master is happy, you don't agree? Come on, tell me your name."

Seeing that Chang Wei was serious, the three men panicked and dared not say anything. They just stood obediently against the wall.

Just need to clean up.

"What is being regulated?"

"..."

"Damn it, you're not going to tell me, right?"

"Don't hit me, don't hit me. I'll tell you, I..." The young man who was beaten lowered his voice to his throat, "The three of us were peeping at the widow bathing."