I make a living solving crimes.

When Wu Jimao and Li Laifu moved out of the way, the three people who were fighting with them were already stunned.

The "ruthless killer" Mr. Qian and his four brothers were sleeping soundly on the ground.

The young man who was initially classified as a weakling along with Jiang Hongxia was rushing over with a fierce look on his face and a short stick in his hand.

After a few seconds, they knelt on the ground obediently and begged for mercy loudly.

His arms were broken.

Chang Wei rested against the wall for a while, took out two cigarettes from his pocket, and lit one for himself, "Jimao, how's your head?"

"It's okay, just a minor injury."

"Are you dizzy?"

"Kind of."

"Want to vomit?"

"Fortunately."

Chang Wei nodded, probably having a mild concussion.

"Go back and call someone to bring a cart."

Jiang Hongxia nodded in confusion, looked to the left and then to the right, slowly came to her senses, and ran away.

When she ran back to the police station screaming and shouting, everyone in the station was stunned.

Aren’t you going to catch a thief?

It took Zhang Youde a while to react, and he immediately ordered: "Xiao Han and Xiao Zhao, go find two carts, Lao Yang, you follow with the public security team, Lao Xiao and Lao Xie and I will go first."

"I've already told you that this kid has evil spirits."

"Stop talking, hurry up."

"Eight. He beat eight people by himself?"

"Look at the fist marks on the pillar. If they hit you, your bones would be broken."

"Damn it, if you dare to attack the police, I'll beat you up first when I catch you."

The station was in chaos. The public security police and household registration police all followed the group. It had been several years since they had seen such an arrogant criminal.

When Zhang Youde arrived at the scene, Qian Wenhui was still sleeping on the ground. The blood on the hot bluestone slabs had dried, leaving shocking marks. The alley was filled with people lying, kneeling, and squatting.

"Are you guys okay?"

"The chicken's head is broken."

"Send him to the hospital, quickly. Lao Xie, you are accompanying your apprentice to the hospital. Do you have any money with you?"

"Bring it."

"Xiao Han and Xiao Zhao, tie up the people first and then move them. Lao Xiao, keep an eye on the seven guys. We'll talk about it after the main force arrives."

Chang Wei threw away the cigarette butt in his hand, slowly stood up and walked to the front of the cart, kicked Qian Wenhui and said, "This man is involved in a murder case, be careful."

Xiao Han and Xiao Zhao are public security police officers, ten years older than Chang Wei. But they nodded repeatedly, their eyes full of surprise and admiration.

Without asking the reason, Chang Wei said that he had killed someone, and he must have.

After Zhang Youde finished making the arrangements, he walked up to Chang Wei with an expressionless face and patted his arm. He opened his mouth but swallowed his words in the end.

I already got a general idea of ​​the situation on the way here.

We just caught four thieves.

The next eight all brought themselves to the door. Um, there is also a murderer?

Can Chang Wei and the others be blamed for this?

Not only can't you blame him, you might even have done something great!

When the group returned to the police station, Old Wang and Old Zhang were standing at the door waiting. They were relieved to see Chang Wei jumping around.

Qian Wenhui slowly woke up from his coma. The wounds on his face and abdomen made him extremely painful. He subconsciously wanted to rub them but found that he was handcuffed to a chair.

"Hiss... Damn, who did it?"

He cursed in a daze.

But the world suddenly woke up.

Because Chang Wei poured a bucket of cold water on his head.

"Have you slept well?"

Qian Wenhui opened his mouth to curse, but when he looked up and met Chang Wei's teasing smile, he couldn't help but feel a chill on his back, and the words on his lips stopped.

"I asked you, did you sleep well?"

Chang Wei didn't want to let him go, so he tapped his face with an enamel pot to stimulate the pain on his face and asked lightly.

This time he was obedient, knowing that the young man in front of him was kind-hearted but ruthless. Now he was trapped in a difficult situation, so he could only say aggrievedly, "Sleep, sleep well."

"Well, tell me after you've slept well, okay?"

"Master..."

"Ok?"

"Cadre, Cadre, what do you want me to say?"

Chang Wei smiled, walked slowly back to the interrogation table and sat down, "Qian Wenhui, 44 years old, unemployed, you have murdered someone, committed intentional injury, and like gambling and lottery tickets."

Qian Wenhui's mouth was half open and he was frozen.

Damn, how does he know everything?

Who on earth leaked my secrets?

"You are confessing now. If we find out, you are actually against the organization. Think carefully."

"Cadre, this is unfair. How dare I kill someone? I just wanted to save my brother today."

Qian Wenhui cried out loudly that he was unjust, but he was not stupid. He thought that if he confessed, he would be given leniency and serve his life in prison; if he resisted, he would be given severe punishment and be allowed to go home for the New Year.

Oh, if he confesses, he will most likely not have a chance of going to jail.

Chang Wei shook his head in disappointment, stood up again, walked to Qian Wenhui and said, "I'll give you half an hour to think about it carefully."

Qian Wenhui nodded obediently, sneering in his heart.

It’s no use even if you give me half a year’s salary.

Chang Wei couldn't read minds, so after he finished speaking, he poked Qian Wenhui a few times, put his hands behind his back, and walked out of the interrogation room shaking his head, leaving Li Lai Fu watching over Qian Wenhui with a look of sympathy.

As a result, the guarding lasted for fifty minutes. Li Lai Fu forgot the time while chatting with Old Man Zhang. When he remembered, Qian Wenhui had turned into a pile of mud. The smell in the entire interrogation room was indescribable. Li Lai Fu could only stand outside the door and gasp for breath.

Chang Wei found a piece of straw paper and stuffed it into his nose to relieve the acupuncture points. He said in a muffled voice, "Can you speak now?"

"..."

"It seems you are not convinced. Let's take a ten-minute break and then we can continue with another round."

"No, no, cadre, I, I said."

Qian Wenhui pleaded weakly.

He is no longer afraid of bullets. What's so scary about death? What's scary is not being able to die.

Chang Wei nodded, walked out of the office and said to Li Laifu: "He is willing to recruit."

Li Lai Fu became excited. It was a murder case. He and Chang Wei caught the criminal together. They cooperated and killed people indiscriminately.

Chang Wei is responsible for the indiscriminate killing, and he is responsible for the giggling.

Just as he was about to drag Chang Wei in for interrogation, he suddenly noticed that there was silence behind him. He turned around and looked around. Is there anyone there?

Five minutes later, Xiao Qiang followed Li Laifu into the interrogation room, cursing. He stumbled as soon as he entered the room. He stood up with the help of the door frame and said in disbelief, "Did he poop his pants?"

Li Laifu nodded gently and said weakly: "Yes."

Xiao Qiang left the interrogation room, took a breath of fresh air, and struggled for a long time before going back in.

Two people are needed for the interrogation. Old Xie is old, Zhu Feihong and Jiang Hongxia are women, Wu Jimao is still under observation in the hospital, and Chang Wei...

Chang Wei had already run away.

The master and his disciple are the only two left in the criminal investigation team.

"Name."

"Qian Wenhui."

"age."

"Forty-four."

"..."

The interrogation went extremely smoothly. As long as Qian Wenhui hesitated for a moment, Xiao Qiang would ask Li Laifu to find Chang Weilai, and he was so scared that he didn't even dare to tell a lie.

Just die.

An hour later, Zhang Youde held the interrogation record in his hand and remained silent for a long time.

Fortunately, fortunately, the case is serious, so it’s not a big deal.

There has been no explanation for the four underground party members who were arrested by the Beijing Station of the Bureau of Secrets in 1948, as they were never found alive or dead.

There is no evidence to claim martyrs, and there were many people who were weak-willed and surrendered and rebelled during those years.

Now the injustice has been vindicated and even the burial place of the body has been revealed.

Qian Wenhui was not a member of the Bureau of Secrets, he was a gangster thug. The Bureau of Secrets was unwilling to do this dirty work, so they handed it over to the gang to handle secretly. Qian Wenhui happened to be one of the members at that time.

After the news spread, Old Man Zhang grabbed Chang Wei's head.

He wanted to break it open to see what kind of monster was hiding inside.

Why are all the cases you've encountered so evil?