I make a living solving crimes.

In the early morning of winter, the sky seems to be gently covered by delicate silver gauze, revealing a light and cool blue, as if it is the most peaceful breath of nature.

The morning light slowly peeked out like a shy child, casting only a few soft and pale rays of light.

They passed through the sparse clouds, covering the sleeping world with a faint golden glow.

On both sides of the street, the trees stood silently, their branches covered with crystal frost flowers, like millions of sparkling diamonds, sparkling brightly in the faint morning light.

Occasionally, when a cold wind blows by, tiny pieces of icicles will gently fall, making a tiny and crisp sound, like the music of a winter morning, melodious and beautiful.

Chang Weixin strolled in the alleys. The people around him were all wearing thick cotton-padded clothes, hats, scarves and gloves, and the topic they talked about was still shopping.

"Did you get it?"

This phrase today replaces “Have you eaten?”

"I got five kilograms of eggs and bought some whole grains. How about you?"

"Alas, I only managed to grab some sweet potatoes. What will I do if there is no free market in the future?"

"Yes, I heard that there is a food shortage in the countryside now, and the big pots of rice are filled with porridge and paste."

"It was fine a few months ago, but it changed so suddenly."

"Alas, my wife has to go to the queue today, and I won't eat in the cafeteria after get off work at noon. I'll go to the market to see if I can buy some food to store."

"There was little snow this winter, so I'm afraid there will be another drought next year."

"There's no snow in several southern provinces, and the Yangtze River is almost dry."

"well--!"

Chang Wei listened to the discussions around him and his mood gradually calmed down.

The ducks are the first to know when the river water warms in spring. Living in the capital, the people here have a deeper understanding of the impact of policies.

While the local people were still confused, the people here had already got the inside information through the sister-in-law of the cousin's sister-in-law of the son of the sixth aunt of the seventh uncle's nephew's wife, who was next door.

He walked into the yard with heavy steps and heard that the topic everyone was talking about was the closure of the farmers' market.

Wu Jimao lived in the backyard and did not go home. He was not clear about the specific situation and was asking Zhang Long and Zhao Hu out of curiosity.

Chang Wei was afraid that the content of the chat was too explosive and would attract the attention of the God of Censorship, so he did not dare to join in the fun and turned to the yard of Gulou Police Station.

It was quiet here. There were only household registration police and a few public security police on duty. Even the economic police were not there.

He also wanted to find the young policeman to ask what kind of joke the person hiding in the closet had heard.

He hasn't forgotten this.

Chang Wei is a very persistent person and he will never give up halfway.

Passing by the door of the household registration police office, he leaned over to ask the female police officers inside: "What's going on with you? Where are the people in the station?"

"Director Chang is here, come in and have a cup of tea." The female team leader of the household registration office stood up and greeted him warmly, saying with a smile, "They have all been sent out. I heard that people were trampled and injured in two markets yesterday, and there were lootings in several other markets. There was also gunfire in the Tianqiao market."

Chang Wei was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect that something really happened.

"Is the injury serious?"

"Several people had broken bones, and one person also had internal injuries. One of them was an accountant from the company. He brought money with him to the purchasing department. Fortunately, the money was not lost."

"Are there any other people from the unit?"

"There are a lot of them." The female captain walked up to Chang Wei, glanced outside and whispered, "We have sent people from the street to rob them. They are well-informed and have brought back a lot of food."

Now when people talk about this, they don’t say buying, they say grabbing.

You have to snatch it even if you pay, otherwise you can’t buy it.

Chang Wei nodded slightly, rejected the female captain's invitation to go in and sit down, and returned to the Dragon Team with his hands behind his back. After thinking for a while, he went to the east ear room of the north house.

The two side rooms here are logistics offices.

Since the addition of the Bai Ze and Suzaku teams, the logistics staff has expanded to four people, and Aunt Song has also become a full-fledged deputy section-level cadre.

All the people were transferred from the Gulou Office.

Of course Yang Wenhai was not happy, but unfortunately he was just a small section chief and did not dare to argue with Chang Wei, the director. He could only humbly give him a cigarette and beg him to show mercy. After getting a promise, he rubbed Chang Wei's head before leaving with satisfaction.

In the ear room, Aunt Song was cursing.

She put one hand on her waist and pointed with the other, "You are what the Northeasterners call a tiger woman."

The scolded woman sat there blankly, with two lines of tears and a few bruises on her face. She said hesitantly, "I, I just wanted to ask out of curiosity, who knows him, and he actually beat me up again."

"I think your husband didn't hit me lightly. What woman would talk to you like that?"

"I'm not curious."

Chang Wei was most afraid of this kind of nagging stuff, so he turned around and was about to leave. Aunt Song was sharp-eyed and instantly put on a smiling face to greet him.

Since he was discovered, he couldn't leave. After all, the logistics department was also a subordinate of the Dragon Group. He asked with concern, "Auntie, what's going on?"

"Tiger women!" Aunt Song took a breath and slowly exhaled, explaining, "Didn't you guys go on a business trip a few days ago? The Bai Ze team wasn't busy, so they would lie down and take a nap if they had time at noon. They are all strong and energetic young men, so it's inevitable that some of them would snore when they sleep."

Chang Wei's heart skipped a beat. Could there be an affair happening in his own yard?

This is too bloody.

"This tiger woman went back and asked her husband, 'Other men snore when they sleep, why don't you snore?'"

After Aunt Song finished speaking, she glared at the room angrily and scolded, "How dare you cry? You got beaten last time, but you still don't learn your lesson."

Chang Wei then remembered that it was this woman who went home and asked her husband last time, "Other men's butts are cold, why is yours hot?"

This is a woman in the Dragon Group who is braver than Jiang Hongxia.

This is considered domestic violence, but he can't do anything about it.

Even the Women’s Federation can’t do anything about it.

After Aunt Song finished scolding him, he took her a few steps outside and said, "Aunt, people are rushing to buy outside. I heard that many companies have participated. Please don't get involved."

"Huh? I said I'd ask the boys to help out later so we can get in the car and buy some more."

"Don't go. You won't be able to buy much."

"What should we do? Without the farmers' market, how much food will we have for so many people in our yard?"

There are more than 30 people in the Dragon Group, and now the anti-theft team's rations are also with them.

Chang Wei hadn't said that he would go south after the New Year. He had to wait for further notice. He thought about it, put his head close to Aunt Song's ear and said, "I found a way in the Northeast. I can get a batch of food before the New Year. I will distribute some to each family. I have arranged things at the unit. Don't worry about it."

Aunt Song was delighted and did not ask how much she could get.

After talking to Aunt Song, he prepared to look for Fantuan and asked her to pay attention to the psychological fluctuations of the team members.

The panic caused by the rush to buy obviously exceeded his expectations.

It now seems that this matter will not pass easily, and the fear hanging over people's hearts will last for a long time.

The chaos lasted for nearly fifty years, with the flags on the city walls constantly changing. Countless people were struggling between rise and fall, and those who survived were already frightened birds.

There was no one in the political commissar's office. As soon as he reached the door of the big office, he heard joyful voices from inside.

Seeing him coming, Fan Tuan'er smiled and said, "Minister Luo called just now. The military merit will be continued after the new year, but the higher-ups have issued a notice to adjust the Dragon Group to a bureau-level unit. You will be promoted to the director level and serve as the acting leader of the Dragon Group."

The power of twenty tons of gold began to show.