I make a living solving crimes.

On a hot summer day, bright light shines through the leaves onto Jiang Hongxia's face, and her complex expression is obscured by the mottled light and shadow.

Li Laifu and Wu Jimao, who had already seen this, happily took out the handcuffs.

When it comes to catching thieves, Chang Wei is a professional.

Anyone who is marked as red by the system must have evidence of guilt, so Chang Wei is not worried about arresting the wrong person.

"Chang Wei, how did you figure that out?"

Fortunately, Jiang Hongxia's brain circuit reacted quickly and she skipped the criticism. As long as she was not embarrassed, others would be embarrassed.

Chang Wei picked up the three wallets, looked through the contents, curled his lips in disappointment and said, "With your intelligence, it's hard to explain to you."

This sentence made Jiang Hongxia stunned for at least half a minute, and then she punched him again.

Chang Wei dodged twice and threw three wallets over, "Keep the stolen money."

Jiang Hongxia snorted twice before retracting her magical powers.

Four thieves stood in a row against the wall, with their pants held up and their bare feet, their shoes hanging around their necks. On the steps at the entrance of the department store next to them, four plainclothes policemen were each sipping a bottle of Arctic Ocean.

"Thirteen wallets, seven handkerchiefs with money wrapped in them, one hundred and seventy-three yuan and forty-two cents in cash, and sixty-three catties and four ounces of grain coupons..."

Jiang Hongxia held the bottle in one hand and a pen in the other, put the notebook on her knees and began to take notes.

"Give me the drink ticket."

"You can take the cigarettes, but this is stolen money. You have to hand it over to the police station."

"I'm buying wine for Grandpa Wang."

"Oh."

Jiang Hongxia took out the three B-class wine tickets with half belief and half doubt, and saw Chang Wei collected the glass bottles that several people had finished drinking, turned around and went back into the department store, and when he came out, he was holding three bottles of Erguotou.

"Let's go, go back."

"Are you going back now? Or should we wait a little longer?"

"With these four guys, who would dare to come?"

"......Fine."

Taking the four thieves through a shortcut back to the police station, Chang Wei just entered an alley when his ears fluttered and he suddenly stopped.

"Do you have guns?"

The three lucky treasures looked at Chang Wei in confusion and shook their heads.

Chang Wei sighed, his expression suddenly changed, and he kicked the four thieves into the corner, "Go ahead."

The four thieves were kicked and staggered into the corner, looking at Chang Wei with indignation.

Chang Wei was not afraid, he rushed forward and knocked on the big sinus one by one, "Hold your head with both hands... Hold your head... Let go."

After being beaten, the four men calmed down and put their hands on their heads.

Without the restraints, the wide waistband of his trousers loosened and fell to his heels, and the holes in his pants revealed half of his buttocks.

Jiang Hongxia's face flushed red, and just as she was about to get mad at Chang Wei, seven or eight men armed with machetes and steel pipes rushed out from both ends of the alley.

The thief in overalls suddenly became excited, stood up and shouted, "Brother, brother, save me."

The straps of his overalls had been pulled away by Chang Wei. He had just taken a step forward when he was tripped by his trousers and fell to the ground. Li Laifu picked him up and slapped him twice.

Jiang Hongxia panicked for a moment, looked at the eight people opposite her, then looked at the weapons in their hands, took a deep breath and calmed down, "Public Security, you are not allowed to move."

Eight people were blocking both ends. One of the men came out. There was a ferocious scar on his face that made people feel uneasy. His voice sounded like it had been scratched by a knife. "Gentlemen, please give me some face and let my brother go. We will leave immediately."

"impossible."

Although Jiang Hongxia's voice trembled with fear, she was still stubborn and refused to take a step back.

Chang Wei didn't say anything, just stood there, watching the scene calmly.

The three at the back were holding steel pipes, and the leader had five men with two knives.

"I'm sorry to those gentlemen."

"You dare, can you get away with beating up the police?"

The leading man seemed to have made up his mind. He sneered and said nothing.

Chang Wei slowly walked up to the five people, half rolled up his sleeves, swung the telescopic stick vigorously, and said lightly: "Qian Wenhui, come up."

From the very beginning, he knew that this group of people were not easy to deal with, and they could not be scared off by a few words from a little girl like Jiang Hongxia.

"Qian Wenhui, male, 44 years old, unemployed, murder, intentional injury, theft, robbery, gambling, ticket storage."

"Lü Chuan, male, 35 years old, unemployed, intentional injury, robbery, theft, gambling in a group, ticket storage."

"Song Ershuan, male, 32 years old, unemployed..."

These guys are real gangsters.

Qian Wenhui didn't know how the policeman opposite knew his name. He nervously squeezed the machete in his hand and looked at him with narrowed eyes.

The skinny and weak little policeman had a light in his eyes that seemed to see through everything. There was not much flesh on his arms, but he had an absurd feeling of being full of power.

It made him feel like sitting on pins and needles, like a thorn in his back and a fishbone stuck in his throat.

"You don't have a gun."

"Well, no, you can try."

One second, two seconds...

Time passes by second by second.

Qian Wenhui froze in place, trying to judge the balance of power between the two sides.

Eight to three, the advantage is on me.

Jiang Hongxia, who was noisy at the beginning, had been excluded by him.

Is it true that they don't have guns?

Chang Wei knew that today would not end peacefully, so he turned around and said, "You guys stay at the back, give me a minute."

Jiang Hongxia stared with her eyes wide open, not knowing what to say. Wu Jimao nodded and pulled Jiang Hongxia to ask her to guard the four thieves. Li Laifu tied the two belts of his overalls around his arms and began to move his hands and feet.

The Public Security School provides combat training, and I have experienced dangerous scenes during my two or three years as a police officer.

Qian Wenhui didn't really want to go against the police. He just wanted to get his brother back. However, a few policemen didn't give him face.

Since they couldn't reach an agreement through negotiation, they had no choice but to take action. He said a few words to the people behind him and rushed forward.

Just as he got close to the enemy, he realized that Qian Wenhui had already made an advance. Chang Wei had anticipated every possible move of Qian Wenhui, so he simply took the initiative, quickly moved one step closer, and kicked Qian Wenhui in the abdomen with a fierce and sharp kick. Qian Wenhui flew five or six meters away in an instant, and the two people behind him were turned into rolling gourds.

He rolled over, holding his stomach, and struggled to get up while enduring the severe pain, but how could Chang Wei give up this opportunity? He picked up a short stick and started to hit the remaining two people without any mercy.

His stick skills are not yet fully developed, but he is very strong.

He could punch the pillar with his bare hands, and then he smashed it with a short stick. The gangster in front of him raised his arm to block, but there was a dull "bang" sound, and his arm was twisted and deformed on the spot.

The other one rushed towards Chang Wei with a machete in his hand and a ferocious face. Chang Wei dodged sideways, grabbed the man's arm holding the knife and twisted it backwards, forced his body to bend down, and hit him hard in the face with his knee. His nose bled all over the floor and he fell into coma instantly.

With the help of anticipating the enemy's moves, it is very easy to deal with a few hooligans armed with steel pipes and machetes.

Qian Wenhui was terrified. He had just climbed halfway and had not yet had time to beg for mercy when he was kicked unconscious by Chang Wei.

He really has to hold back when hitting people now, otherwise he might kill them.

The remaining two rolling gourds lay down and pretended to be unconscious, but were finally put into a deep sleep by Chang Wei's two-handed knives as he wished.

"Come and guard it."

Wu Jimao's forehead was covered in blood, and Li Laifu couldn't lift one of his arms. Only Jiang Hongxia, who was protecting the two of them, was still intact. The four thieves had no intention of resisting at all.

Their eyes were on Chang Wei from the very beginning.

"Can't afford to offend."

"Will he beat me to death?"

"I just stole something, so I could get two years of reeducation through labor at most."

It is easy to weigh the pros and cons, including the overalls that were clamoring at the beginning, who squatted obediently and dared not move.