I make a living solving crimes.

Chang Wei took a sip of hot tea, calmed down, and stood up to go to the Investigation Bureau as planned.

When he walked outside, he saw the guard running over in a hurry, "Chief, Section Chief Zhang just called and said that the person he wanted to arrest was silenced."

Chang Wei stopped and asked anxiously, "Is he dead?"

"No, the bullet missed the target. He is in the hospital for emergency treatment now."

Chang Wei let out a heavy breath, "Get the car ready, I'll be there now."

"Commander, it's dangerous." The guard gritted his teeth and stopped him. "The enemy is too arrogant. They dared to openly shoot and kill people. We must ensure your safety. Besides, there are doctors in the hospital to handle it..."

"I come from a family of traditional Chinese medicine practitioners." Chang Wei was very polite to his own people. He patiently explained, "My grandfather treated gunshot wounds in the army during the Battle of Pingjin and Huaihai. I also have research on gunshot wounds."

The guard stood there blankly. He had no idea that Chang Wei's family had such a glorious history.

Seeing Chang Wei had passed by and hurried downstairs, he quickly shouted to several other comrades: "Hurry up and make a call to control all the commanding heights in front of the hospital."

Downstairs of the hotel, Fan Tuaner's car just drove in. She waved, signaling Chang Wei to get in the car quickly.

"You still understand me." Chang Wei sat down, thought for a moment and said, "Have you found the murderer?"

"We are still arresting them. We found a weapon, a small-caliber rifle that Zhang Long has never seen before."

Chang Wei's attention was not on the weapons at this moment; he was more concerned about people's lives.

Although everyone knows that this man used to be Shen Xiangnan's driver, he has been gone for three years and cannot be used to arrest Shen Xiangnan based on this.

This man holds a high position in the capitalist circle in Shanghai. Now is the initial stage of public-private partnership. Arresting people at random will cause social unrest.

Chang Wei must get the driver's confession before he can take action.

This is also what made him feel very depressed after coming to Shanghai.

In the capital, even if he couldn't touch Lou Hongyang, as long as he had a clue, he could call Lou Hongyang to the Dragon Group for interrogation.

In Shanghai, even the deputy mayor used to be a prominent figure. With so many complicated connections, the consequences of any rash actions would be disastrous.

Especially during such difficult times as now.

In the hospital, when they arrived, the lights in the operating room were still on. Chang Wei came from the corridor and saw Zhang Long hanging his head against the wall. He asked, "Where's Zhao Hu?"

"He was still leading people to capture him. The guy fired from a distance of 150 meters. When we arrived, he had already run away." Zhang Long raised his head and said dejectedly: "I'm sorry, team leader, we..."

"I'm glad you're all okay." Chang Wei didn't care much and asked curiously, "What kind of weapon is it? Show it to me."

Zhang Long pulled out a gun from the sack beside him and said, "Team leader, I have never seen this kind of gun before. The sound of the gunshot was so small that we almost didn't find the place."

The buttstock has a wood texture, an extremely elegant shape, a streamlined bolt, and a slender barrel...

Chang Wei recognized it at first sight. It was a Browning SA-22, a work of art among guns.

If he had not watched too many short videos in later life, he would not have recognized this extremely niche weapon.

Even though he was 150 meters away, he was lucky enough not to kill the man immediately.

As they were chatting, the incandescent light outside the operating room went out. The doctor came out and was stunned to see the heavily guarded scene outside. He walked to Zhang Long and said, "The patient has been saved, but the situation is not optimistic. He needs to rest well, otherwise his life may be in danger at any time..."

Chang Wei waved his hand, ignoring what the doctor was about to say, "Where's the patient?"

The doctor didn't dare to say anything more and replied, "Send it out right away."

Chang Wei nodded, handed the Browning SA-22 to Fan Tuan'er, and instructed Zhang Long: "The ward is under martial law, no one is allowed to enter or leave. Take him back when his condition stabilizes."

The doctor swallowed his saliva, looked around, and finally walked to Fan Tuaner and reminded him: "Comrade, the patient still needs an injection, otherwise it will be very dangerous..."

"Just hand the person over to us, and don't worry about the rest." Fan Tuan'er refused expressionlessly, and then softened his expression a little and said, "Thank you for your hard work, comrade. This is a serious criminal, and we will make arrangements."

"Uh...yes."

The scene of confronting the police and fighting for the rights of the injured prisoners did not occur. The doctor said nothing more after fulfilling his responsibility.

Only Chang Wei paced back and forth waiting for the prisoner to be sent out, muttering in his throat, "What a waste of medicine."

Liu Wu woke up from his coma, his eyes moved, and he felt the bitter taste in his mouth.

Zhang Long, who was standing by the bed, heaved a sigh of relief, "You are lucky to be alive."

Liu Wu gradually regained consciousness. After a while, his eyes were red and he said with difficulty: "I, I'm not dead?"

Fan Tuaner came over, drove Zhang Long out of the ward, stood in front of the bed, and looked at him coldly, "You've wasted our precious medical resources. If you can't provide valuable information, I don't mind shooting you one more time."

In fact, she knew very well that this person was able to survive thanks to Chang Wei's precious medicine.

But there is no need to publicize this matter.

Liu Wu was stunned for a moment, and looked at Fan Tuan'er with complicated eyes. Feeling the pain in his chest, he said slowly: "I'll confess everything. I know a lot about Shen Xiangnan, and other people's affairs."

Fan Tuaner nodded, "If you tell the truth, we can protect your family."

This touched Liu Wu's nerves. He looked at Fan Tuan'er, closed his eyes and took a moment to relax. He said seriously, "Before liberation, most of the Shen family fled overseas. Since they couldn't take the factory with them, he chose to stay. They have been in contact over the years, and I was the main person who relayed the information."

"During the war a few years ago, he was the one behind the scenes who provided fake drugs to the troops."

When Chang Wei heard about fake medicine, he tensed up. He stood up and walked to the bed and asked, "Are the fake medicines you mentioned the ones shipped to the north?"

"Yes, there were also inferior cotton-padded clothes. He hired someone to make them for him and made a lot of money. Later, when the property was registered in 1952, he hid them all. I know he has an old house in Pudong, so the clothes must be hidden there."

Chang Wei didn't care about the money at the moment. He frowned and said, "The fake drugs were thoroughly investigated at the time. How did he escape?"

"He never came forward to take responsibility for this matter. Later, others took the responsibility. He has leverage over other people and their families."

"Do you have any evidence?"

"Yes, he hid behind the scenes and controlled everything remotely by phone. However, his signature was required when picking up the goods, and I was the one who passed the messages back and forth. I was cautious at the time and secretly hid two of them."

Liu Wu gritted his teeth and spoke as if he wanted to tear off a piece of flesh from the person.