I make a living solving crimes.

Once a stampede occurs, it will cause a chain reaction.

Director Wang didn't know what trampling was, but that didn't stop him from carrying out Chang Wei's orders.

Soon a cordon was set up with wooden fences at the entrance of the market. The crowd rushed in like a tide, then retreated, and then was pushed forward by the people behind.

Chief Wang was standing at the front, his voice hoarse, and he could only say to the police officers beside him: "If anyone else rushes through the checkpoint, arrest them directly. Don't worry about it. If there is any problem, I will take care of it."

The young policeman's blood boiled, and he felt that he had followed the right people. He stood at the front line and wanted to catch the most active people.

The old policemen all shrank back.

Anyone who says something like this will end up in trouble.

And someone has to take the blame.

Just as the two sides were arguing, Chang Wei squeezed over and shouted twice. Seeing that no one paid attention, he found a wooden stake, jumped on it, and without hesitation took out his gun and fired into the air as a warning.

The sound of gunfire echoed in the street, and there was a moment of silence in front of the market. Everyone looked at the young man who was pointing a gun into the air.

"Anyone who takes another step forward will be arrested immediately."

The most taboo thing in handling mass incidents is indecision.

Either be soft or hard, the decision must be made quickly.

In today's situation, we cannot use courtesy before force.

After the shots were fired, everyone knew they were serious and no one dared to rush forward.

When the commotion in the crowd gradually subsided, Chang Wei shouted loudly: "Start controlling the flow of people now. Line up at the door. When one person comes out, another one goes in."

I heard that as long as I queued up, there was still hope of getting in. There was chaos in front of the door for a while, and soon four long queues formed.

After police officers from several nearby police stations arrived at the scene, the situation was already under complete control.

Only then did Chang Wei get down from the wooden stake and breathe a sigh of relief.

He's taking risks today, too.

In order to prevent the gunshot from causing panic, he did not dare to take out his gun to warn until he was on a high place.

Fortunately, no riots occurred.

He no longer had the heart to continue shopping, so he went back to the car and sat down to smoke. After waiting for more than two hours, Yang Min and Aunt Xiong finally came out.

There are big and small bags in my hands.

After helping them pack their things, Chang Wei asked curiously, "Mom, what did you buy? It's so heavy."

"I grabbed 50 kilograms of corn flour." Yang Min was a little proud, and then he felt the ambiguity in his words and repeated, "I bought it. I bought 50 kilograms of corn flour."

Chang Wei was puzzled and asked, "What do you want to buy corn flour for?"

Yang Min was obviously stunned. Yes, what is the purpose of buying corn flour?

Our family can’t finish the corn flour they buy from the grocery store every month, so why do we have to travel so far to buy corn flour?

After a moment, she weakly replied, "I saw everyone else was buying, so I followed suit."

Chang Wei hehe.

Fine!

It's just herd mentality or the herd effect.

In simple terms, it means that since everyone is buying, you get addicted.

On the way home in the car, Yang Min asked, "I heard there was a gunshot outside just now?"

Chang Wei drove carefully to avoid the pedestrians running around, and replied casually: "Well, I was driving, and fired a warning shot. There were too many people, and I was afraid that someone would be trampled to death."

Yang Min sat in the back seat, looking at her son's back as he drove calmly, as if she was talking about something ordinary.

Only then did she realize that her son was no longer the boy who used to steal several pounds of corn flour to go fishing and had to hide the cigarettes he bought.

He is a director outside and needs to stand in front of the crowd in critical moments.

The child has grown up.

She wasn't much relieved.

Because she knows that when the child grows up, he will lose the happiness he once had and life will no longer be simple.

It's a pity that his father died early, and the child no longer had the chance to maintain his innocence.

Back at Nanluoguxiang, Chang Wei was surprised to see the Pontiac parked at the entrance of the alley.

Sure enough, in the backyard, Fan Tuaner was sitting on a chair, listening attentively to Chang Xiaoman's non-stop chattering.

I don't know when it started, but the little girl gradually became a chatterbox.

He is not on guard and tells everything.

She gestured with her hands and said that her mother was a fool, her aunt was a bad person, her younger uncle was a stupid person, and her eldest uncle was the only good person in the family.

Fan Tuaner couldn't help laughing after hearing this, and he hugged the little girl's soft body and laughed non-stop.

"Sister Tuan'er, why are you here?" Chang Wei threw fifty kilograms of corn flour into the kitchen, clapped his hands, and came out to ask.

"Didn't you say that there was a bayonet to test?" Fan Tuaner's eyes moved, and there was innocence in his big eyes.

"It's not that urgent."

"Oh, I thought that the New Year is coming soon, so it's better to test it early. As you said, if it is promoted throughout the army, I don't know how much steel can be saved."

Chang Wei shrugged and had nothing to say about this reason.

He went back to the house and took out the two three-edged thorns wrapped in rags, and warned: "It is covered with a layer of arsenic. Be careful when you go back and ask Uncle Fan to test it. You can also analyze whether it is necessary to add arsenic. Anyway, this thing has enough lethality on its own."

Fan Tuan'er asked in confusion: "What is arsenic?"

Chang Wei also had only a vague idea of ​​what was going on, so he said perfunctorily, "Just think of it as me poisoning you."

Fan Tuan'er said "Oh" and was about to take it, but Yang Min heard this and quickly stopped him. She glared at Chang Wei and said, "You knew it was poisonous, but you didn't know how to put it in something."

After saying that, she took out a basket from the kitchen, asked Chang Wei to put the bayonet in it, and then handed it to Fan Tuaner.

"Aunt, I'll be fine if I'm careful."

"You never go too far wrong."

"Okay, thank you, auntie." Fan Tuan'er responded with a smile, "Then you are busy, I will go back first."

"Have dinner first, why are you in such a hurry?"

Fan Tuaner looked up and saw that Yang Min was really trying to keep him, so he nodded in agreement.

She hasn't eaten at the Chang family yet.

Chang Wei glanced at his mother, sighed, and went to the kitchen to start cooking.

Whenever there are guests at home, he is the one who cooks.

In the main room, Yang Min poured tea for Fan Tuaner and called Chang Da to chat with Fan Tuaner.

She didn't have any thoughts, but she felt that this was Chang Wei's comrade-in-arms and a general's daughter, so since she was here, she had to be treated well.

As for whether there will be anything with my son...

How can it be......

This girl is so beautiful and comes from a good family, she has no improper thoughts.

In the small kitchen, Chang Wei was busy.

There are eleven people in the family, and cooking every day is like having a banquet. Now that we have guests coming today, we can’t be too casual.

Although the ingredients are limited, there are so many cooking methods invented by our ancestors.

Just a fish can be fried, roasted, grilled, deep-fried, stewed, steamed, or stir-fried...

The dishes were served, looking delicious and fragrant. Fan Tuan'er looked a little dazed. Even her orderly couldn't cook so many dishes.

"Chang Wei, your cooking skills are really good."

"What did you say? I can't hear you. Speak louder."

Yang Min beat him and said he was shameless.

Chang Xiaoman loves having guests at home the most.

When Uncle Wild Boar comes, he will peel shrimps for her, and when Aunt Rice Ball comes, she will pick out fish bones for her.

While eating, she sat in Fan Tuaner's arms, her eyes smiling like crescent moons.

......

Don’t wait, there will be a third chapter, but it may not be until before midnight, let’s read it together tomorrow!

My head is feeling dizzy today. I have been sitting for twelve hours and have barely written two chapters. I need to take a nap first. Sorry!