I make a living solving crimes.

High-end ingredients often only require the simplest cooking methods.

After being busy for two hours, Chang Wei looked at Master Fan with flour all over his face, then looked at the noodles that were cooking in front of him, and wanted to take out a bowl of Master Kong from the space.

In the end, under Master Fan's expectant eyes, he ate up the bowl of noodles in which salt had been forgotten.

Li Jianping had been busy for a whole day and night. He walked into the compound of the Investigation Office with tired steps and forced himself to cheer up when he went upstairs.

"Has the person been caught?" Chang Wei took the cigarette on the table and threw it over, then stood up to make him tea.

Li Jianping took the cigarette, thought about it and lit one for himself, then gently placed the rest on the table, and quickly took the tea that Chang Wei brought, "We caught them, they are just a few little hooligans, they took money to do things."

"Who ordered it?"

"Captain of the grain storage transport team, this person has been arrested by Section Chief Zhang and his men. I'm here to get you to sign a note so that I can bring him to trial."

"Okay." Chang Wei nodded, picked up the cigarette and put it in his pocket, thinking, "From today on, you and those police comrades will join the special task force and follow Chief Zhang and his team."

"Yes."

"Send someone from Ah Xing's father's side to take a look."

"clear."

Li Jianping stepped out of the office and waved his arms vigorously at his expectant colleagues in the corridor.

Chang Wei, however, was not happy at all.

What happened to Axing's father was just a small episode. After the grain warehouse is completely rectified, such upright and strong people will definitely be commended and reused. There is no need to worry too much.

The reason for his irritability was that with Peng Mancang's confession, more and more people surfaced.

Among them are many high-ranking officials and wealthy capitalists.

It’s only been a few years since the Liu and Zhang incident in Tianjin!

"Don't worry. Human nature is greedy. Even if Zhu Shiliu is skinned and stuffed with straw, he can't stop him." Fan Tuaner comforted.

"Back then, everyone risked their lives to make revolution, but now they have lived a peaceful life for a few years? Is it useful to embezzle so much money? Peng Mancang's house is full of cash, but he still pretends to be poor outside and lives in fear all day long. What's the point?"

"Just cut off the bad flesh. Most of the comrades are still good."

Chang Wei did not deny Fan Tuaner's words, he also believed that most people were still good.

Of course, his goodness does not mean absolute sincerity and integrity. Only those without flaws are saints.

In his previous life, he lived to be over forty years old and would not have been so naive.

Being willing to do things in a down-to-earth manner is good.

As long as you look at the changes in the past 40 years since the reform and opening up, you will know that this country still has many wise people making decisions and many foolish people executing them.

Only after experiencing the poverty of his own time did Chang Wei know how difficult it was.

That's why he hates those who have changed even more.

After sitting in the office for a while, he picked up the phone and dialed Beijing.

"Minister, we in the system can make drastic changes. After all, we have never lacked cadres. But what about those capitalists?"

"I have no concerns, but I don't want to cause trouble for you. There are many people involved in the case, and I am afraid it will cause social unrest and international public opinion."

"In my opinion, of course, we should arrest them all. These old and young people from the bourgeoisie and landlord class have long been skinned. No one is nobler than anyone else. Why can't we arrest them? But many of them have old friends in Hong Kong and overseas. We are facing difficulties now..."

"Hey, Minister, when you're painting a rosy picture for me, remember to sprinkle some sesame seeds on me. I'm a picky person."

"Okay, I'll wait for your call tomorrow."

After hanging up the phone, Chang Wei explained: "The minister also has concerns about this matter, and he needs to ask for instructions."

Fan Tuaner nodded and asked curiously, "You said the minister was making empty promises for you?"

"Oh, he said that if I can't handle the pressure, he will come and take charge of it for me." Chang Wei curled his lips, "It would be strange if he could leave Beijing."

It was another sleepless night. After the deputy director and others were arrested, there was a new round of interrogation. With Peng Mancang's confession, a new list appeared, and the case officers from the Investigation Department and the Public Security Department had to go out again.

Jiang Hongxia's eyes were red from staying up all night. She asked Chang Wei for help to get two offices so that the members of the Suzaku team could rest in batches.

The frontline officers and soldiers who go out to handle cases can only rely on strong tea and cigarettes to get by.

Chang Wei stayed with her until half past four before Fan Tuaner urged him to go back and rest.

It was a pleasant night. The sky was dotted with sparkling stars, lying diagonally in the sky like a river of fine quicksand.

Chang Wei stretched his arms, looked at the street lights still struggling in the darkness, and sighed, "I leave early in the morning and return late at night. Who am I in this vast sea of ​​people? I struggle to earn a few coins, and when will I stop my busy life?"

These words really deserved a beating, and even the six men following him clenched their fists.

"Chang Wei, stop talking nonsense." Fan Tuaner interrupted him.

Chang Wei curled his lips and was about to say a few dirty words when suddenly his scalp went numb and his nerves tensed. Without hesitation, he rolled on the ground in the opposite direction of Fan Tuaner.

"Snapped"

There was a crisp gunshot, and the bullet landed where Chang Wei had just stood.

The gunshot was so clear and abrupt in the silent night.

The six guards reacted immediately. Four of them rushed forward to block Chang Wei with their bodies, and the remaining two took out their pistols and chased towards the location where the gunshots were heard.

Chang Wei got up from the ground, squinted his eyes and looked ahead, patted the arm of the guard beside him, and pointed in a direction, "The fourth window on the second floor at the intersection ahead."

The red name just flashed by.

After hearing this, the guard hesitated for two seconds, looked at the other comrades and said, "Ma Jin, you follow me and chase after them. The two of you stay and protect Team Leader Chang."

Fan Tuan'er ran over in a hurry, pulled Chang Wei behind a roadside tree, and carefully felt around his body, asking anxiously, "Are you hurt?"

"It's okay. I told you, no one can hurt me." Chang Wei comforted softly, poked his head out from behind the tree, and looked coldly in the direction where the guard was chasing.

Although he was attacked, he remained calm and did not even mention any of the other party's relatives.

This place was not far from the Investigation Office, and the sudden gunshots alarmed them. Soon, the whole street was in an uproar, more and more people arrived, and launched a massive search and investigation.

Before daybreak, Wang Yong also led his troops to the scene. Before he arrived, his voice came first, "Little Chang Wei, are you injured?"

"I'm fine." Chang Wei shouted.

Wang Yong felt relieved. He walked closer and looked at the two guards standing beside him and said, "Hasn't he been caught yet?"

"After we found the place, the people ran away. We are still searching. This is the shell casing we found at the scene."

Wang Yong took it and took a look at it, then he became furious.

This is five or six and a half bullets.

The eyes hidden behind the glasses revealed a cold look.

He reflected on himself.

Am I being too polite?

Am I being too generous?

Should I take action?