I make a living solving crimes.

"Forty-eight societies, forty-eight bullies."

"Forty-eight big guys, give me money to spend."

"Forty-eight oil drums, filled with cement and sand."

"Feed the fishes and shrimps. Feed the fishes and shrimps. Feed the fishes and shrimps."

On the rooftop of Kowloon Walled City, Chang Wei hummed a little tune as he brought up the glutinous rice that had been soaked for a day, pulled up a small stool and sat in front of the wooden basin filled with rice dumplings.

There are many kinds of leaves for wrapping zongzi. In addition to bamboo leaves, there are also reed leaves, lotus leaves, oak leaves, corn leaves, banana leaves, and even bamboo leaves and bamboo shoot shells.

Chang Wei uses indica leaves, which are very common in the south, especially in rural areas. Every household grows some and can use them when making rice dumplings.

Fan Tuaner followed behind him, holding a bunch of mugwort in her hand, raising her arms to block the sun, and listened quietly to Chang Wei singing.

She stood there, the sunlight filtering through the gaps between the branches and leaves, casting patches of light on her face.

Listening to the made-up lyrics, her eyes became crescent-shaped, and her eyes were full of smiles.

"Please help me make rice dumplings." Chang Wei said.

"Okay, I know how to wrap the four corners." Fan Tuaner put the mugwort on the ground and began to roll up his sleeves, revealing two white arms.

"Big square? Or small square?"

"Uh...I was talking about zongzi."

"Nonsense, of course I know you're talking about zongzi, no, what do you think I thought you were talking about?"

Fan Tuan'er's cheeks were red, and she lowered her head, feeling embarrassed to continue the previous topic, and asked in a low voice: "What are the big and small square dumplings you were talking about just now? Is there any difference?"

Zongzi is specially emphasized.

"Of course." Chang Wei held a piece of zongzi leaf in his palm, folded it slightly to form a triangular cone, and made a funnel with his palm to cover the gap. He picked up a small bowl beside him and began to fill it with rice, saying, "As far as I know, there are at least thirty kinds of zongzi."

He stuffed the rice into the rice dumplings leaves, pressed it with his thumb, added a little glutinous rice, and finally wrapped it into shape. He tied it with a piece of cotton thread and finally tied it with his teeth while biting off the thread.

"Hey, this is the small square rice dumpling. It's the kind that's common in the north, and this is probably the kind you know."

Fan Tuaner nodded woodenly and watched Chang Wei quickly wrap up another square pillow-shaped rice dumpling.

"This is a big square." Chang Wei put the zongzi into a dustpan beside him and explained, "The southerners all have big square zongzi, such as glutinous rice chicken, but they usually use lotus leaves."

Watching Chang Wei's skillful movements, Fan Tuaner suddenly felt that her hands might not be as flexible as his feet.

Jiang Hongxia also had the same feeling. The young policewoman stood behind Fan Tuaner, stretched her neck and watched for a while, then pursed her lips.

Others are proficient in music, chess, calligraphy and painting, but she is good at frying, stir-frying, cooking and deep-frying.

Unfortunately, she doesn’t know how to make it. She can’t even make a small square rice dumpling.

Fortunately, she still has Wu Jimao.

Although the young man kept saying that meat dumplings were heresy, he still made meat dumplings.

HE…TUI!

Duplicitous man!

"When I was little, my family was poor. Who dared to eat rice dumplings?" Wu Jimao muttered as he wrapped them. "I was very young at that time. I had to get up at dawn every morning to feed the chickens, ducks and dogs. The adults were busy with farm work and no one was there to accompany me. So these little animals became my friends."

When Jiang Hongxia listened to the stories about Wu Jimao's childhood, the image of the skinny and short child from a poor farming family came into her mind.

Her eyes were red, and in the sunlight, golden light quietly floated in the water.

"Later, my second uncle's comrades-in-arms arranged for me to study in the city. The day before I left, my mother prepared a meal for me personally. There were a total of ten dishes, six of which were from my childhood friends," Wu Jimao sighed.

Jiang Hongxia's mouth was slightly open and her whole body was in a daze.

The tears gradually dried up, she clenched her fists, gritted her teeth and said, "Is your childhood sweetheart delicious?"

"It's pretty good." Wu Jimao thought about it for a while and nodded seriously.

Fan Tuan'er laughed out loud, but felt it was impolite, so he quickly found a topic to talk to Chang Wei, "We have dealt with everything that needs to be dealt with. We will demolish everything in Chaguoling tonight, and all personnel will be withdrawn."

"That's right. Cha Kwo Ling is remote and convenient for us to move around. However, in a remote place, the enemy will have fewer concerns when launching an attack. It's a good opportunity for us to get together tonight to have a good meal and celebrate the festival together."

"The outside world is already in chaos. The Hongmen is a little better because they have a legacy. Even if the leader is gone, there are still the elders supporting them. Yi An and the Digital Gang have already started fighting among themselves."

"It's just a bunch of noobs fighting each other. Let them make a fuss first. After the authorities have suppressed it, we will come out to clean up the mess."

Chang Wei stopped what he was doing, stood up and turned his gaze towards the surrounding buildings. "The dragon head stick is in my hand. From now on, after 8pm, I have the final say here."

His words were a little inconsistent with his values, but Fan Tuaner's eyes were full of stars, so she didn't care.

Even Wu Jimao stood up and echoed loudly, "Yes, let the bourgeoisie tremble in front of us."

Fan Tuan'er ignored the dark-skinned guy, wiped his hands, and took the briefcase aside. "The total is 55 million, which is about the same as Lei Luo's family. Lei Luo is still good at making money."

"Making money is only one aspect." Chang Wei smiled and said helplessly, "This is the benefit of power. Once you enter a social system where money is paramount, corruption will spring up like mushrooms after rain. The only reason we can remain pure now is because we are poor."

Fan Tuaner pondered over his words for a long time before nodding silently, but did not continue.

Chang Wei had no intention of discussing further. He sat down and continued to wrap the rice dumplings. "Take out five million. When the situation stabilizes, I will take you to meet Shen Hai. You will take over his affairs in the future."

"You mean business? I don't know how to do that."

"I'll tell you the general direction, and Deep Sea will be in charge of the details. You just need to connect with them. You'll understand after you see more."

"Okay." Fan Tuaner had no objection.

"Also, ask the country to help find some retired engineers to prepare for the reconstruction of Kowloon Walled City."

"I'll write a letter tonight and arrange for someone to send it back." Fan Tuan'er secretly glanced at Chang Wei's face, "I've kept all the gang bosses' cars and are going to send them back to China."

Chang Wei was quite surprised. "They should all be good cars, but they are all right-hand drive, right?"

"It's good to have one, but why bother about the left and right?" Fan Tuan'er came close to Chang Wei, "I picked the most spacious one and saved it for you."

Chang Wei smelled a fragrance with the flavor of mugwort. He raised his head and met the girl's eyes. He saw her pink complexion spreading from her cheeks to her neck, which was as slender, elegant and charming as a swan.

"Okay, thank you!"

Fan Tuaner sat back happily, the rice dumplings leaves in her hands almost folded into a peach heart.

Jiang Hongxia got goosebumps all over her body, and she gritted her teeth and said to Wu Jimao, "You are not allowed to dip the rice dumplings in sugar when you eat them tonight."