I make a living solving crimes.

(Please be gentle with me, I have tried my best to avoid any taboos in this chapter. Please don't scold me if you don't understand. If I don't write it, it will not be consistent with history and Chang Wei's character. If I write it, it will be easily blocked. I have prepared for this chapter to be 404.)

When did we start calling the People's Liberation Army our own people's army?

Did it start from Pingshantuan?

Chang Wei didn't know the exact answer.

Future generations will record the flood of 1998, the earthquake of 2008, and the surprise and reassuring cry of “The People’s Liberation Army is here—” in the spring of 2020.

But the day when the People's Liberation Army entered the city of Shanghai must have been a glorious chapter in military history.

After living in fear all night listening to the sound of gunfire, the common people opened the door tremblingly and saw the soldiers lying in neat rows under the eaves and on the streets in the cold wind and drizzle. The shock in their hearts could not be described in words.

Do not enter private houses.

In fact, these are just four words in the "Twelve Rules of Entry into the City".

Looking at global history, Chinese people can proudly shout, "Who else?"

Walking on Nanjing Road, Chang Wei couldn't help but be fascinated by the movie scenes and reality in his mind.

"Team leader, are you really not going to the city reception banquet?" Zhang Long accompanied him and reminded him quietly.

Chang Wei came back to his senses and shook his head, "People who do jobs like ours should avoid dealing with government affairs."

"I understand." Zhang Long fulfilled his responsibility of reminding and said no more.

Chang Wei has indeed been doing so.

When he was in Beijing, after he started working at the police station, he seldom even went to the street office. Whenever there was something, Chen Mingji would take the initiative to come to him to discuss it.

Whether he went to Tianjin, Yanbei, or went deep into the Northeast, he did not have much contact with government departments.

In Lin'an, as the leader of the inspection team, he had never even been to the provincial party committee, and he met the first secretary by chance at the train station.

Even the minister praised such prudence and self-discipline.

Of course, if the person who was going to summon his old subordinates to kill Yama Luo today was still in office, Chang Wei would definitely go to visit him in person, and would be very fawning, servile, and servile.

The previous sentence was bullshit.

The reason why I didn't go today is because I kind of look down on the current person.

Arrogant, arrogant.

But he knew that this person played an indispensable role in the success of the four evil men in Shanghai.

Damn, it's a good thing you died early.

"How's the contact with the writer I asked you to find going?"

"We have contacted several daily newspapers in Shanghai and found an editor named Wen. I heard that he has good writing skills."

Chang Wei asked the name carefully, nodded with satisfaction, thought for a moment and said, "There was an article at the conference last year, did you know about it?"

It was an article about the development of Shanghai, and Zhang Long and Zhao Hu certainly knew about it.

But the controversy was so great that they dared not elaborate, and only whispered, "Team Leader, this was written by the leader in Shanghai."

"Oh, I know. I just want you to find out who wrote the book and see if you can borrow it to use it."

This article once became the target of attack on idol Chang Wei.

This was something he could not tolerate, as his idol had personally given him the lyrics.

The article was signed by someone Chang Wei didn't want to meet, but the real writer was his subordinate, Secretary Qiao.

The two guys didn't know why Chang Wei attached so much importance to the propaganda department this time, but since their superiors had made the arrangements, they had to do it immediately.

The Dragon Group has come with swords in hand, and they must see bloodshed. They need some pens, so who dares to object?

Old Wang listened quietly to Chang Wei's instructions, looked up at the busy streets around him, and said nothing.

After forty years of ups and downs and having experienced the events in Yi County and Lin'an, he has come to understand Chang Wei's character a little bit and knows that he will definitely not act without a purpose.

I just don’t know who will be cheated this time.

But what does it have to do with him?

He is just a coroner... just a forensic doctor. At most, after someone dies, he performs a detailed autopsy just to show his gratitude.

Watching Zhang Long and Zhao Hu leave, Chang Wei stopped and said to the guards beside him, "Thank you for your hard work. Please help me make the contact. I want to go to several state-owned factories tomorrow to investigate their anti-espionage and confidentiality work."

"Yes, Chief, please instruct the specific units."

"Well, **** electronics factory, **** shipyard, **** automobile factory, well, pay more attention to people's livelihood, add a cotton mill, the ** cotton mill."

"Yes."

Not long after returning to the hotel, Wang Yong also came back. When he heard that Chang Wei was there, he strode into his room with a smile.

"You didn't drink?" Chang Wei quickly made tea for him, smelled Wang Yong's scent, and asked curiously: "Director Fu called me yesterday and asked me to watch you. You are so self-conscious today?"

Wang Yong’s original wife died in the Anti-Japanese War in 39 and was on the list of the first 300 anti-Japanese heroes.

My current wife is 43 years old. I remarried her four years after my first wife died.

"Just look at what I do, and I'll be cured." Wang Yong took the tea and patted Chang Wei's head. "It's boring to drink with them. Let the canteen cook a few dishes tonight, and you drink with me."

"Director Fu has warned me about this. Are you asking me to embezzle?"

"How could she know in the capital?" Wang Yong muttered, then turned to look at the guard standing outside the door and said, "Let's see who dares to tell the secret?"

The guard standing outside the door had a bitter face and didn't dare to say a word.

Wang Yong sipped his tea, thought for a while, stood up and waved his hand, signaling the guard to go away, closed the door, turned back and asked, "Are you deliberately not going today?"

"My current organizational affiliation is with the Investigation Department, which is not appropriate..." Chang Wei explained with a smile.

Wang Yong interrupted him, "You are right. Keep your distance and don't have too much contact with the locals. I am not asking you to be a lone minister, but to learn to stay away from disputes."

"I'll remember what you said." Chang Wei nodded seriously, "I have nothing to do with either the left or the right. I'm only responsible for investigating the case."

"Well, you're a smart kid. I heard you want to borrow a few people?"

"Uh...did this alarm you?"

"That's someone's secretary, she will definitely not be happy." Wang Yongxu narrowed his eyes, a cold light flashed across his eyes, "You kid must be planning something, I won't ask, just do the job well, and if you can't handle it in the end, just push it to me."

Twenty years ago, he was the one in charge of eliminating traitors in this city.

Killing people is easy!

"Leader..." Chang Wei's eyes felt a little hot.

"You're not losing out by calling me grandpa. Old Li treats you as his grandson. He is less than four years older than me." Wang Yong interrupted him and looked at him expectantly.

Now that he is in his current position, he knows too well what living a few more years means.

What this kid gave was not a medicine, but his ideal and ambition.

Besides, this kid is really to my liking!