I make a living solving crimes.

Chang Wei had met the leader once and was still excited when he heard the news.

Then he silently looked up at the sky and sighed heavily.

You can't pretend to be cool.

Last time, I just recalled the great and heroic figure of the leader and he was punished and reformed.

After returning to the guesthouse, Chang Wei reported in detail what had happened in Hong Kong Island.

From changing his name after coming ashore, to Inspector Lei's family exchanging grenades for money, to staying at the Peninsula Hotel, etc., he talked about everything in detail, not even hiding his arrangements for Lan Xiaojie.

If you want your leader to help you take responsibility, don't hide it.

Only Old Man Li and Fan Tuan'er were in the room. They just listened carefully until he finished speaking. Then Fan Tuan'er said with great dissatisfaction: "Since you let Awan take the surname Chang, you should bring him back."

Chang Wei looked up in surprise and met Fan Tuaner's gaze.

The girl had a slightly cold face, yet she was graceful and magnanimous, with a kind of dignity that gave off a feeling of "How could a member of the Chang family be stranded outside?"

He could only shrink his neck and whispered: "Awan is still young and can't speak Mandarin."

"That can be taught." Fan Tuan'er retorted, and after thinking for a moment, his expression softened. "It's okay to stay in Hong Kong Island. Xiaojie is alone, and she has someone to accompany her."

"Yes, Lan Xiaojie knows Mandarin, and can also learn Cantonese from Awan. Lan Xiaojie wants Awan to sing the Seven Sons' Song for the first time."

"I haven't even heard the Seven Sons' Song yet." Fan Tuan'er muttered, turning to look at Old Man Li, "Minister, do you want to listen to it and see if there's anything wrong with it?"

Are you crazy? Those are the lyrics written by Mr. Wen!

Old man Li actually chuckled twice, the wrinkles on his face looked like orange peels, and he nodded with interest, "Well, I have to listen to it."

Fan Tuaner got support and excitedly winked at Chang Wei.

Chang Wei could only take a breath and do as he was told!

After the song was finished, there was silence in the room for a while. Old Man Li looked at Chang Wei with satisfaction, "I have heard several of your songs, they are very well written. You are right, singing is also a revolutionary work, but it's a pity that you can't dance."

I would shake my hand, and Chang Wei complained in his heart. After thinking for a while, he reminded: "Remember to tell Sister Ni not to write my name as the composer, so as not to cause outside speculation."

Old man Li nodded, thought for a moment and said, "You want to retire from the army?"

"Well, active service personnel are not suitable. We need people who have been on the battlefield and killed people. It would be best if we could help find some people who have fought in street battles and practiced bayonet fighting. The streets there are complicated and the alleys are so narrow that only one person can pass through."

“So narrow?”

"It's such a tiny place, but there are 18,000 people living there. What do you think?" Chang Wei said as he took out a stack of photos from his bag.

The Kowloon City at this time was not as magical as it would be in later generations, but the underlying architectural layout had already been revealed.

Old man Li flipped through it casually, did a simple calculation in his mind, and shook his head silently.

I wonder what he would think if he knew that the population here would double in the future.

However, high population density also has its advantages. Once such a complex environment is taken over, no one can move it.

As the intelligence center of Asia, we must have our own influence here.

Since we can't do it openly, let's find a place where filth and dirt are hidden. As long as we move in, there will be light here as well.

After seeing Old Man Li off, Chang Wei instructed Fan Tuan'er, "Send a notice to Yi County and ask Sister Wang to come over."

"Then Yu Zecheng and Mu Wanqiu...are in a dilemma!"

"Alas, the situation was urgent back then, and some arrangements did not take personal circumstances into consideration at all. They have given too much for the country." Chang Wei sighed, "Let Sister Wang decide for herself. She is the one who was hurt the most."

It was twelve years later that polygamy was abolished in Hong Kong Island.

But a strong-willed woman like Wang Cuiping may not be able to accept it.

Fortunately, Mu Wanqiu is an extremely gentle and accommodating woman.

......

At dawn, Chang Wei woke up on time. It was another day when he missed Chang Xiaoman.

Before going from Guangzhou to Hong Kong Island, he had a phone call with the little girl because he didn't know how long the journey would take.

When the little girl arrived at the new place, she was full of curiosity about everything around her and chattered a lot.

For example, the sisters and aunts here have very good skin, which feels smooth and slippery when touched, and they strongly invite Chang Wei to go over and try it.

For example, the weather here is very warm, and she sees a lot of flies wearing yellow clothes, but they don’t like toilets, they like flowers very much.

Chang Wei sat on the bed for a while, turned on the bedside lamp, washed his face and brushed his teeth, then put on shorts and a T-shirt and went out for a run.

Because of the climate and humidity, girls in Sichuan Province are indeed more beautiful than those in Beijing and Guangzhou, but Fan Tuaner is an exception.

He ran back at a steady pace along the designated route. The girl had already prepared a bowl of noodles for him. The lard on top had just melted, and the oil was dotted with chopped green onions, giving off a fragrant aroma.

"Did you really do this?" Chang Wei was a little bit unbelieving.

When she was in Lin'an, the noodles she made were inedible.

The girl was looking at Chang Wei with great joy. She became angry after hearing this and said angrily, "I told you that my aunt taught me. Last time, I was not proficient."

Mmmm, the noodles do taste like mom's.

Chang Wei swallowed and said, "Please ask if we can buy some pork. If we can, get two kilograms of pork belly."

"You want to cook?"

"I'll make some braised pork, but I don't know if I can bring it in."

"Okay." Fan Tuan'er stood up, thought for a moment and said, "I'll tell the minister and ask him to give us a heads up in advance."

"How are things arranged over there, Sister Ni?"

"Today, local comrades accompanied her to Panyu." Fan Tuan'er whispered, "That's Mr. Ying's ancestral home. Jiang Hongxia and others accompanied her there."

"Notify the four of them, and when the veterans gather, have them join in the training."

I reminded you last night to try to find a similar environment so that the veterans can get familiar with it.

Street fighting...is now a brand new subject for the whole world.

When it comes to large-scale army combat, Chang Wei is nothing in this world.

However, he has rich theoretical knowledge about special operations, and also has some experience from his previous life as a soldier.

For example: beheading!

The leader’s living schedule is different from that of ordinary people, so you can’t see him even if you fly over in the morning.

Chang Wei had lunch before boarding the plane and made two servings of braised pork in the cafeteria of the guesthouse before leaving.

This was specially authorized by the leader after receiving the request.

I heard from the minister that the leader was very happy when he heard about this and said that Chang Wei was very thoughtful!

The last time he tried it, it was brought in by Lao Wang. The taste was very much to his liking, and the most important thing was that there was no soy sauce in it!

The aircraft flying from Guangzhou to Beijing is the Il-14, and the Trident had not yet been introduced at that time.