I make a living solving crimes.

Shanghai has been prosperous since the late Qing Dynasty and has never been deserted.

The influence of money is obvious in this city. In an era when the capital is still dominated by black and gray, things are changing rapidly here, with denser bicycle traffic, rising buildings, dazzling clothing, and hurried footsteps.

There will still be quiet people walking out of the old houses in the alley every day, maintaining the most stable attitude towards life.

From time to time, soft music can be heard from the small Western-style buildings in the old concession, and the people living here still lead a life of singing and dancing.

It’s farther away from the capital, and people here seem to live more leisurely and...luxuriantly.

The cotton mill started cleaning last night because an inspection team came to inspect the work today, and the banners were hung up early.

A security officer came down from the ladder, walked a few steps away to make sure the banner was not hung askew, turned to look at his colleague and said, "Who is coming? The factory seems to be taking it very seriously?"

"I heard he's from the capital, and he's some kind of dragon or tiger."

"From Beijing?" The security officer paused and asked around, "Does anyone know what's going on? Old Zhao, you have the widest network of contacts, so you must know something."

"It's the Dragon Team, which is responsible for catching criminals, mainly major cases and spies. Their team leader is less than 18 years old and is a division-level cadre."

"How big are you saying?" The security officer asked in disbelief, his eyes wide open.

"Under eighteen."

"Little bastard." The security officer muttered something in the Shanghai dialect in Northeastern dialect.

He joined the army at the age of fifteen, joined the party at the age of sixteen, and fought in the Korean War. After demobilization, he was assigned to Shanghai. Now at the age of twenty-four, he is just an official.

But he became a deputy director-level cadre when he was less than 18 years old.

He was very ambitious. After thinking for a while, he calmed down and asked in confusion, "He must not have joined the organization before he was 18 years old. How did he become a senior cadre?"

In the past few years, discipline has been strictly enforced and people under the age of 18 are no longer allowed to join the organization.

The man called Lao Zhao was unable to answer this question. He hesitated for a long time and said, "It should be outstanding merit, right?"

What a shitty achievement! The official was secretly complaining in his heart, thinking that he must have been born into a good family and had a good father.

Unfortunately, I am just a farmer's son...

Sitting in the chair, he thought for a long time and decided to hide his dissatisfaction. He decided to find an opportunity to perform well this time. The other party is young and must not have much experience. If he said a few nice words and flattered him, maybe there would be a chance?

Chang Wei was still in the hotel at this time, with several writers on loan from various departments standing in front of him.

He read the resumes one by one and was particularly satisfied with two of them. He reminded them, "Last fall, your municipal party committee launched a campaign to build a red Shanghai. I am here to check the results and crack down on some of the bad four categories who have slipped through the net."

Secretary Qiao was the most senior among them. He said with a smile, "Team Leader Chang, we are the five black categories in Shanghai, and the rightists are also considered bad elements here."

Zhang Long was watching from the side and was stunned.

This was the first time he saw someone dare to raise objections in front of Chang Wei.

Moreover, he knew Chang Wei's character and believed that he would be extremely disgusted with this kind of left-right division.

Secretary Qiao certainly wouldn't casually add his opinion to Chang Wei's words, he was taking a gamble.

Bet on whether Chang Wei is on the left or the right.

The current situation is that the left side has the upper hand.

Chang Wei's eyes flashed with a hint of barely perceptible disgust, but he still smiled and said, "Secretary Qiao is right. It seems that your work is very specific!"

These writers all smiled apologetically.

Secretary Qiao was secretly delighted when he saw the smile on Chang Wei's face.

"We came down to inspect and found many problems in Lin'an, involving some big capitalists in Shanghai. A comrade will report the details to you later. Now, I have the following requirements for your work."

Chang Wei suppressed the smile on his face and looked solemnly at the writers in front of him.

Under the pressure of his aura, the people who were originally sitting on the sofa stood up unconsciously and took notes seriously with their notebooks.

"First, we must report the crimes of these capitalists. They violate state property and plunder people's wealth by reselling at low prices and selling at high prices. We must resolutely crack down on them."

"Second, encourage the people of Shanghai to actively report illegal businessmen and stabilize Shanghai's prosperity."

"Third, we must pay attention to public opinion and be careful of spies who coerce the masses who are unaware of the truth."

"Secretary Qiao, you are sent by the Municipal Party Committee. You will be the team leader and responsible for the specific work. If you do a good job, I will commend you after the case is completed. If you mess up, don't blame me for not giving face to the Municipal Party Committee. I will punish you with a stick."

Secretary Qiao took the lead and responded, "Please rest assured, Team Leader Chang, we will ensure that the task is completed, and the people in Shanghai will definitely firmly support the organization's decision."

"I'll take note of your statement." Chang Wei nodded, thought for a while and said, "You don't have to go back to your original unit during this period. Stay in the hotel. The environment here is good, and we will arrange food and accommodation for you. It's quiet, which is convenient for you to think and write. If there is any emergency, we can communicate at any time."

"What about my work with the Municipal Party Committee?"

"I will communicate with the comrades of the Municipal Party Committee. You will take care of things here first."

Secretary Qiao opened his mouth, and seeing Chang Wei's serious expression, he nodded unconsciously.

After coming out of the conference room, Chang Wei asked Zhao Hu to prepare the car for the factory and mine inspection, and whispered to Zhang Long: "Watch them closely and don't let them run around, especially those two people."

Chang Wei didn't say which two, and Zhang Long didn't ask.

If he can't see this, then his time in Tianqiao and the ministries is in vain.

Now that he knew the target, Zhang Long recalled the previous meeting and couldn't figure out how these two had offended Chang Wei.

But it doesn't matter. Not to mention he's just a guard, if Chang Wei gives the order, he can burn these two guys to death in the room.

Damn, this is a token of my allegiance, I have to seize the opportunity!

Last time, in order to join the Dragon Team, he was willing to endure minor injuries and stay on the front line.

Lao Wang followed behind Chang Wei and was thinking about the same question.

Poisoning? Drowning? Hanging?

Chang Wei had no idea that the thoughts of the two people behind him had already wandered to the horizon.

He is from the Dragon Group, how could he break the law knowingly?

They just wanted to find a reason to catch their mistakes and finally send them to the remote mountainous areas in the southwest to support construction.

While a few people were daydreaming, the car Chang Wei was riding in drove towards the gate of the cotton mill.

The flags are already waving and the colorful banners are fluttering here.

The factory leaders stood in front of the door and applauded to welcome his arrival.

The security officer in charge of outer security looked at Chang Wei's tall figure and youthful face from afar, and felt a sense of envy and jealousy.