I make a living solving crimes.

"You're not resentful about having me come back so suddenly, are you?"

In the old house in Bao County, Old Man Li turned his head and glanced at Chang Wei, then handed him a pair of chopsticks and said, "Find the cook from Sichuan Province and make it specially for your taste."

"It's extravagant, too extravagant." The great Chang Wei looked at the twice-cooked pork, Bobo chicken and Fuqi Feipian on the table and hesitantly said, "Minister, I don't lack food when I'm out there."

He knew that given the current situation in the country, it would not be easy for even someone as noble as the minister to prepare a few dishes.

There is still a big difference between the cadres at this time and those in the future.

"You earned that with your own ability, and I saved it myself." Old man Li happily took out a bottle of wine and said, "Come on, have a drink with me."

He has been sober for two years because of cerebrovascular problems.

However, after taking Chang Wei's bitter pills, he clearly felt that his health was getting better.

Chang Wei didn't hesitate and drank with the old man at the dinner table.

He had to rush back tonight to hand in the grain, rubber and computers, and return to Kowloon Walled City overnight.

After three rounds of drinks, Old Man Li waved his hand and the guard went out of the room. With one order, the security range was expanded to twenty meters.

"Alas." Chang Wei sighed and put down the cup. "Go ahead, I know there is no good banquet."

Old man Li smiled and reached out his hand to rub his head. "Why? Afraid of difficulties?"

“Am I afraid of difficulties?”

Chang Wei rolled his eyes and said, "I'm afraid if I go out and get into trouble, you'll start mumbling and scolding me again."

"Not this time." Old Man Li picked up a few chicken legs and put them in Chang Wei's bowl. "This mission was originally a big hassle."

"You tell me."

Old man Li admired his fearlessness, so he put away the smile on his face and said in silence, "Did you know that the US military has a plane that can fly 20,000 meters in the sky?"

Chang Wei was stunned for a moment, then suddenly realized, "Are you talking about U2?"

"Is it called U2?" Old Man Li nodded slowly, "We only know that there is this model, but we don't have any specific information."

"U2, a single-seat, single-engine, high-altitude reconnaissance aircraft." Chang Wei said simply, got up, found a pen and paper on the desk beside him, and simply drew a diagram of the aircraft's appearance. "The maximum cruising altitude is kilometers, and the fastest flying speed is kilometers."

This thing is now a secret to both China and the Soviet Union, but Chang Wei has seen the wreckage of the plane.

Throughout the 1960s, China shot down five of them.

Of course, the first one was shot down by Russia in May of the next year, and only then did the world know of the existence of this aircraft.

Old Man Li looked at the blueprint in his hand carefully and put it away carefully. "Our radar can detect it, but we can't observe it. This type of aircraft often flies to our northwest now."

Chang Wei nodded, realizing that 596 had attracted the enemy's attention.

Old Man Li hesitated for a while and said hesitantly: "Can you get more detailed information this time?"

Chang Wei chewed on spicy shredded chicken, looked up at Old Man Li, and said with a smile: "Just the information?"

"Detailed information is enough." Old man Li gave Chang Wei some more Fuqi Feipian, and suddenly his eyes widened, "Can you get a real machine?"

"I'm not Shuke, how can I fly a plane?" Chang Wei answered nonsense, raised the wine glass to the old man, and drank it all in one gulp.

Old man Li smiled and raised his glass as well.

it is more than words.

The Investigation Department does not need to report its work to the outside world. Even if Chang Wei can get it back, it will be top secret and may not be decrypted for fifty years.

The two of them skipped the topic of U2 and chatted casually about the current situation.

The relationship with Damao has completely deteriorated, and now he is gritting his teeth to pay off his debts.

If you don't pay your debt, you will become my grandson.

North Korea's rebellion...

The war in Annan has broken out again, and the Americans may intervene at any time.

Chang Wei muttered a few words "ungrateful" under his breath and kept drinking and eating.

He was thinking about the 300,000 tons of grain that would be extorted from North Korea next year.

They are obviously living a much better life than us, yet they still come here to ask for benefits.

Damn, I’ll make things difficult for them later.

"You know about the last time Zhang Long brought back grain, right?" Old man Li suddenly changed the subject and talked about things in the country.

Chang Wei had heard Fan Tuan'er mention this yesterday, so he didn't play dumb and said bluntly, "Are you talking about the people sent from Shanghai to steal food?"

Old man Li nodded, "Yes, Zhang Long fired the gun and killed someone."

Chang Wei curled his lips and said, "Just tell me, should I do this?"

Old man Li smiled and didn't respond. He continued, "It's a big deal. The old chief is very unhappy. Minister Fu is in trouble now."

One hundred thousand tons of grain, everyone wants to get the right to distribute it.

But Chang Wei had already set a big trap here.

He went out to get food with the old man's approval, and the specific distribution plan was also approved by the old man. Because this matter could not be made public, it was not put on paper and not many people knew about it.

Minister Fu did not expect that Zhang Long and Zhao Hu would dare to resist him. You know, their fathers still work in the ministry.

As a result, the two of them directly launched martial law at the dock. People from Shanghai tried to break through the checkpoint, but he shot and killed one of them.

Now that someone has died, the truth can no longer be concealed!

"He came to me to plead for mercy, and wanted me to tell you to let the people in Shanghai go."

"Should we let him go?" Chang Wei sneered, "I am just a horse keeper. I have no say over who should be let go."

Bimawen, implying that he released the Jade Emperor's horses.

Old man Li narrowed his eyes behind the glasses and patted Chang Wei's shoulder with satisfaction.

Only those who stand firm are comrades.

......

It was already daybreak when he returned to Kowloon Walled City. He was depressed and had drunk too much. After feeling the breeze on the sea, he returned to his room and fell asleep.

When I woke up, it was already afternoon and all kinds of noises were heard downstairs.

It seemed like everyone was celebrating a happy event.

Chang Wei leaned out to take a look, then waved to Chang Xiaoman who was chatting with the Monkey King in the corner of the atrium.

The little girl immediately had a happy face and ran up happily, twisting her little butt.

"What's going on down there?"

"Uncle Du wants to treat us. My mother is pregnant."

The little girl pursed her lips, leaned against Chang Wei's legs, and pulled his hand to put it on his arm.

Chang Wei held the little girl in his arms, touched her little head, and patted her back.

"Uncle, am I your child?" The little girl raised her head and asked very seriously.

Chang Wei said firmly, "Yes, you are my uncle's child. From now on, you are the eldest sister of the Chang family, and all the children must listen to you."

"Really?" Chang Xiaoman thought about Chang Long's prestige with the youth group, and suddenly felt less sad. She laughed, "Hehehe," and said, "Then mom will give me a younger brother. I can beat him when I'm unhappy."

In August 1959, Hong Xing’s biggest happy event was that someone came from Chang Xiaoman’s hometown!

......

A cold can seriously damage your vitality.

The writing is becoming more and more twisted. It has been revised again and again and is far from the original idea. I want to finish it as soon as possible and take a break in February. I am already writing the outline of the new book and will not touch this kind of subject matter!

I’m afraid that some of my book friends who have been following you till now will give up and won’t have the chance to say goodbye to you, so I wish you a happy new year in advance.

Today is the Southern Little New Year, which means the Chinese New Year is approaching.

Good night, Year of the Dragon!