I make a living solving crimes.

A few years later, a comrade wrote in his diary: Be as ruthless to your enemies as the autumn wind sweeping away the fallen leaves, and be as warm to your friends as spring.

Although they often quarreled, Chang Wei still regarded Jiang Hongxia as a friend.

So he would not hit Jiang Hongxia, and would not fight back if beaten.

Being able to graduate from the Public Security School does not mean that Jiang Hongxia has high fighting skills. She was able to beat Chang Wei because Chang Wei was only fourteen years old at that time, thin and weak, and what she was best at was actually the Turtle Fist.

Those who were killed by random punches were all masters.

A girl with a romantic sentiment and a petty-bourgeois lifestyle suddenly lost her temper, and the master Chang Wei had to flee.

After all, he was in the wrong.

The one who couldn't escape was Wu Jimao, because he didn't know how to parkour and had never taken the agility pill.

Pin it to the ground and beat it!

In the police station, Chang Wei was finally blocked in the office.

"Gently, gently, Confucius once said, food and sex are human nature!" Chang Wei smiled awkwardly, trying to stimulate the intellectual youth attributes in Jiang Hongxia.

"It's okay. Confucius once said, 'A gentleman has no authority if he is not serious. Your name is Chang Wei, so I can only use heavy hands." Jiang Hongxia showed a mouthful of small white teeth, which she bit while speaking.

For a moment, Chang Wei thought that Jiang Hongxia was also a time traveler, and the two of them could discuss together "If I hear the truth in the morning, I am willing to die in the evening."

After taking a beating obediently, Jiang Hongxia left feeling refreshed. Chang Wei rubbed his shoulders and felt that he could only give him five yuan for this massage, no more.

"Chang Wei, let's go to the interrogation room." Li Lai Fu waited until Jiang Hongxia walked away before he dared to come over and shout.

"Oh, so annoying." Chang Wei walked towards the interrogation room. There were more than a dozen criminals there. He hoped they would behave themselves.

He is in a bad mood now.

The interrogation was not difficult. Li Lai Fu thought he was going to use the sunflower acupoint pressing technique, and had already prepared straw paper to plug his ears and nose, but it was useless.

Chang Wei sat behind the interrogation table with a stern face. Without Tong Laosi saying anything, he counted on his fingers and listed Tong Laosi's crimes one by one, including which day he beat someone up, which day he collected debts, which day he gambled, which day he stored tickets...

The time can be accurate to the minute.

The location can be accurate to the house number.

What else can you quibble about?

Don't admit it? I'll find a bunch of witnesses and evidence for you right away.

In the end, Tong Laosi broke down and burst into tears while sitting on the honesty chair in the interrogation room.

He can't remember so much!

Chang Wei pressed his temples, withdrew from the subtitles, and said calmly: "Sign and seal."

Li Lai Fu pinched his cramped fingers, stood up, put the 23-page interrogation record in front of Tong Laosi, threw down a pen and a box of ink, turned around and ran out to call Wu Jimao to take over.

The next morning.

Chang Wei came out of the interrogation room, stretched, and raised his legs a few times to exercise his hands and feet.

"Is the trial over?" Zhang Youde asked.

"The principal offender, Tong Siwei, and the thirteen accomplices have all been interrogated."

"Can you really read minds?" Zhang Youde asked seriously. He went to the interrogation room twice during the process. Only Chang Wei was talking, and the criminals looked confused.

Chang Wei stretched his shoulders and pointed to the sky, "I can also use my power to shoot down the Moldy Emperor's plane."

Chang Wei doesn't want to hide anything in front of his own people. He wants to rely on the system to solve the case and get rewards, and he needs the unconditional support of Zhang Youde and others.

Of course, if it was somewhere else, he wouldn't do things so arrogantly.

He was not a donkey and did not want to stay up all night in an interrogation room with a criminal.

The case can only be closed quickly with a straightforward approach.

Zhang Youde stopped asking questions and said, "Director Yang has sorted out the furniture you requested and will bring it back soon. Ask Director Guo to register it for you and pay 80 yuan for the furniture to be brought back."

"eighty?"

"You should pay the money to the carpenter and the boss. I'll give you a day off today. Be quiet. Tomorrow you can go directly to the street office and secure the house in Taotiao Hutong."

"Why should I go?"

"one hundred."

"What's one hundred?"

"One hundred twenty."

"Okay, okay, I'll give it to you. Eighty, no raising the price."

Zhang Youde nodded with satisfaction, turned and left.

Chang Wei was very dissatisfied with being easily controlled by his master, and ran to the canteen to complain to Lao Wang.

After making a jar of West Lake Longjing tea for Old Wang, Chang Wei squatted on a small stool and muttered about Zhang Youde's crimes.

"He is still my master. He is nothing but a thief and a harm to me."

Old Wang listened with a smile and patted Chang Wei's hand. "Your master is helping you to gain popularity. It was you who came up with the idea and you wanted the house. Everyone in the institute will remember your kindness."

Chang Wei was stunned for a moment, then said nonchalantly: "What use would I have for that thing?"

Old Wang said seriously: "You are going to be an official in the future. Having a good reputation is more important than anything else."

Chang Wei curled his lips and said, "Being an official is not fun. Even Grandpa Wang, you are unwilling to be an official, which shows that being an official is not fun."

"Grandpa is old, his comrades-in-arms are gone, and his son is also gone, so Grandpa doesn't want to be an official." Old Wang said sadly, raising his head slightly and looking up at the roof.

Chang Wei panicked and stroked Old Wang's back with concern, "Grandpa Wang, you still have me. Am I not your grandson?"

Old Wang sighed, his loving eyes shining with tears, "Yes, I still have you, Chang Wei. You are a good and capable child. I let you be an official not to let you enjoy yourself. You have to be a high-ranking official and be in charge of a big place, so that you can catch more bad guys."

Chang Wei stopped arguing and nodded in a daze.

This was not what he dreamed of.

I originally thought I would have to study for another year, but the young man went out into the world of martial arts without even equipping himself with a sword!

......

Wei Qianjun ran into the police station in a hurry.

More than 8,400 yuan, 10 large yellow croakers, and 42 small yellow croakers were seized during the gambler raids. When he heard the news, his heart beat dozens of times faster.

As soon as he entered the courtyard, Wei Qianjun laughed heartily and said, "Zhang Youde, congratulations on your fortune!"

Zhang Youde walked out with a gloomy face, "Is it me who congratulated the director on his wealth?"

Hearing this, Wei Qianjun felt a little guilty and forced a smile, saying, "Everyone gets rich, everyone gets rich."

Damn, he has no emotional intelligence at all. I really want to kill him.

In the office, Aunt Song, who was in charge of logistics, was counting and registering. When she saw Wei Qianjun coming in, she gathered the money, gold and silver jewelry into her arms and stuffed them into her pocket, and was about to leave with them.

"Old Song, don't leave so quickly, let's discuss this."

Wei Qianjun couldn't do anything, so he had to block the door to prevent Aunt Song from leaving.

Aunt Song had a cold face and said nothing, putting the bag in her hand behind her back.

Zhang Youde took the bag from Aunt Song with a dark face and put it on the table. "Old Song, the director is in a hurry to make a fortune and probably hasn't had breakfast yet. Go to the canteen and see if Uncle Wang steamed some buns this morning, all stuffed with meat. Bring some to Director Wei."

Seeing that landlord's face, Wei Qianjun wanted to kill him for the second time.

Aunt Song snorted and walked out, shaking her sleeves.

"Is the money here?"

"Almost. We haven't finished dealing with the fines and stuff yet."

Wei Qianjun didn't care about that small amount of money, and he naturally didn't know that Zhang Youde was being vague. In addition to the fine, there was also gambling money that had not been dealt with.

"Hand over the criminals and the stolen money to the police station. Call the Criminal Investigation Team and ask them to send someone over."

Zhang Youde grabbed the phone and said unhappily, "Director, we have already finished the case. What are we doing for the Criminal Investigation Team? Picking peaches? Please ask the Legal Affairs Department to come and take the case file away."

"The trial is over? So soon?"

"We have Chang Wei."

Wei Qianjun tried to kill him for the third time.