I make a living solving crimes.

Winter is a season that can cast spells.

In such a cold and snowy season, it seems natural to meet a wounded white fox, and then the white fox repays the favor by transforming into a beautiful woman...

In fact, these are all fantasies that literary sluts desire but cannot obtain.

The only thing that can truly work its magic in winter is the bed.

Its sealing power can speed up time. Often, if you just close your eyes and dawdle for a short while, time will fly by.

Simply amazing.

The first time Chang Wei was kicked awake was at five in the morning. He wanted to sleep for another half an hour, but he was kicked awake again. When he opened his eyes, it was already half past six.

Thanks to Chang Xiaoman for saving his attendance in time.

He wrapped the little girl in a quilt, rolled it up and put it on the bed, so that when he was not around, she could not kick off the quilt.

Chang Xiaoman was awakened. She opened her eyes and looked around dazedly, feeling the warmth brought by being wrapped. She twisted twice like a worm and then became motionless.

She was truly sealed, and she did it willingly.

When we walked into the Dragon Group's courtyard, everyone had already arrived.

In the large office, Wu Jimao was complaining to himself.

The weather was too cold, and the washed clothes would freeze to a crisp if hung outside, so he hung them inside the house and dried them slowly over the fire.

Last night, Li Lai Fu and Ji Xiao Wang did not eat in the cafeteria. The three of them fried two main dishes on the coal stove in his room and drank some wine. As a result, when they got up this morning, they found that their pants smelled of vegetables.

Zhang Long laughed at him, "Fortunately you are a man, at most you are a rookie. If you were a woman, this would be interesting."

At this time, the word "rookie" does not mean a newcomer, but "rookie bi" is really an insulting word.

So he only said half of this.

All the men in the big office were still virgins, and no one understood the deeper meaning of his words.

Ji Xiaowang sneered, "You were the one who wanted to drink. You passed out after two drinks. It was Lai Fu and I who put you on the bed. Otherwise, you would have frozen to death."

Li Lai Fu nodded.

Originally I was thinking of having something delicious to eat during the New Year, but Wu Jimao insisted on drinking and he drank so much that he didn't even know he was drunk.

Wu Jimao sighed, "I just wanted to practice my drinking capacity, but now it seems that I can't do it. Someone like Wu Song who could drink 18 bowls of wine and kill a tiger must not be an ordinary person."

Zhang Long laughed even harder, "Ordinary people? Ordinary people can't even get past the sister-in-law level."

Wu Jimao was not convinced and said with his neck stiff, "I don't think his sister-in-law is good. The fortune teller at the entrance of our village said that beautiful women are all deceitful. I won't look for a beautiful wife."

Just as she finished speaking, Jiang Hongxia came back from the back room carrying a thermos bottle and stopped at the door without going in.

Chang Wei had already seen that her temples were bulging.

He shook his head helplessly. It turned out that this guy was not face-blind. The reason why he was not interested in beautiful women was that he was afraid of being cheated.

But...Jiang Hongxia is also a beauty above the neck.

Zhang Long had already seen Jiang Hongxia's shadow facing the gate. He was afraid that his outburst would harm him, so he quickly said, "Jimao, you were deceived by the fortune teller. Women can deceive people, but ugly ones can't deceive you, so the wife you can find must be beautiful."

Jiang Hongxia gave him a satisfied look, and then heard Wu Jimao mutter, "Is she pretty? Pretty women are all deceitful, so is she deceiving me too?"

Li Laifu couldn't stand it any longer and poked his arm. "What could she cheat you of? Cheating you out of your savings of 513.27 yuan?"

Wu Jimao was shocked, "How did you know?"

"If I hadn't stopped you yesterday, you would have almost thrown the passbook into the stove and burned it, saying you wanted to burn it for your second uncle."

"Ah? Have you helped me collect it? That's the betrothal money I gave to Hongxia." After saying that, Wu Jimao stood up and ran towards the backyard in a panic.

Inevitably, he bumped into Jiang Hongxia at the door, and was beaten so hard that he ran away in panic.

Fortunately, the last part of the bride price saved his life.

Jiang Hongxia earns over 100 yuan a month, so naturally she doesn't care about the 500 yuan.

But she was somewhat touched that Wu Jimao thought of giving her the money he saved.

Chang Wei returned to his office, thinking that in two days it would be the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, and the time was passing faster and faster.

According to the rules, the lights must be turned on tonight.

He took out a set of writing brushes, ink, paper and inkstone from the cabinet, spread them out on the desk, and began to write "Qingyu'an Yuan Xi".

Su Shi wrote the best about Mid-Autumn Festival, and Xin Qiji wrote the best about Lantern Festival.

When Fan Tuaner pushed the door open, she brought with her tiny snowflakes.

The snowflakes are tiny, floating in the winter air, left and right, as gentle as a dancing girl.

Fan Tuan'er quietly watched Chang Wei pick up the pen and write. His focused expression made her heart tremble slightly.

Winter is here and spring is coming soon.

There will always be someone with an eager heart who can feel the taste of spring more keenly than others.

Chang Wei had just finished writing the last sentence. He gently put down his pen and nodded with satisfaction.

I searched for him in my dreams a thousand times,

Looking back,

The man was in the dimly lit place.

This was the sentence Fan Tuaner saw when he approached.

Chang Wei has acquired calligraphy skills and writes very well.

Fan Tuaner knew this very early on.

On the wall above Jiang Hongxia's seat were hung the words "Tan Dang" written in a flamboyant style.

Wu Jimao also has the idea that "diligence can make up for lack of talent".

She admired it quietly for a while, stretched out her onion-like fingers to carefully roll up the rice paper, and said softly, "Give me this calligraphy."

Chang Wei shrugged indifferently.

Fan Tuan'er rolled up the scroll, put away the writing brushes, ink, paper and inkstone on the table, and made a cup of hot tea for Chang Wei. He asked, "When are you going to leave?"

"After eighteen."

On the 13th day of the first lunar month, people light lanterns and eat dumplings.

On the 18th day of the first lunar month, we put out the lanterns and eat noodles.

Fan Tuan'er nodded, "Things have changed a bit. After you send the two grandfathers to Taihang Mountain, don't go directly to Jiangcheng."

Chang Wei looked over in confusion, "Did the department make other arrangements? Was there a major case?"

Fan Tuan'er shook her head. "It was General Wang who asked you to accompany him on his inspection tour of the southeast. The minister just called and told you not to refuse. This is a good thing."

Of course Chang Wei knew it was a good thing.

Wang Yong was promoting him.

"He will probably stay in Jiangnan until April, then go to the Southern Province. When he finishes his inspection, you can go to the Southwest."

Chang Wei thought for a moment, then looked up and said, "I will stay until June at most."

There will be a meeting in the mountains in July, so he has to stay away.

Fan Tuan'er didn't know this, but she didn't object. "The inspection should be finished in June."

Chang Wei was silent for a while, then asked, "Can you ask the minister to arrange a reliable combat team for me in the southwest? I'll let Ji Mao and the others go first."

"Any arrangements?"

“I’m afraid some people are going to run away.”

Fan Tuan'er opened his mouth, but when Chang Wei didn't continue, he didn't ask who was going to run away. He thought for a while and said, "There's no need to ask the minister for this matter. My father has an old subordinate over there. I'll see if he can mobilize as many people as you want."

"A battalion is best, but if that's not possible, a company will do, and they need veterans who are already used to high altitudes."

"It's a bit too much. I need to ask for instructions." Fan Tuan'er thought about it, nodded and said, "Leave it to me. I'll ask my dad to find a solution."

Chang Wei watched Fan Tuaner leave in a hurry, walked slowly to the window and looked at the snowflakes gently falling outside, then withdrew his gaze from the southwest and looked towards the southeast.

Two months ago, a beautiful girl went there. I wonder how she is doing now!