I make a living solving crimes.

Chapter 134 Dream Lover

Wei Xiaoxu’s matter is neither big nor small.

The most crucial point that affects the judgment is that he lost the knife himself, not Chang Wei took it away.

In later generations, this was considered kidnapping.

There is no criminal law now, only a simple public security management regulation, and the determination of kidnapping crime is not so complicated.

For many cases that are not included in the regulations, when punishing them, we must respect the most simple traditional moral concepts of the Chinese people and respect public order and good customs.

In this day and age, you can say he attempted murder, or you can say he was just making threats.

Since he's been cuckolded, isn't it right to punch him a few times and threaten to kill him?

No one really killed anyone.

Xie Sanfu was not very interested in Wei Xiaoxu's affairs. He was just a pitiful man.

Wu Dalang failed to hold on because he was not high enough.

Wei Xiaoxu failed to hold on, I don’t know if it was because of the length.

His punishment will have to wait until tomorrow when the director and instructor arrive to discuss it, but judging from Chang Wei's attitude, Xie Sanfu thinks he will most likely be detained for a few days.

The slaughterhouse is the focus of the case.

Wang Xiaoqing thought he had escaped death, but he didn't know that Chang Wei was already preparing to send him to the northwest for training.

Chang Wei has no good feelings towards this kind of person.

Even if you are looking for a one-time paid love, he can understand.

What is it to hook up with a married woman?

The rising sun in the east and the evening glow in the vast ocean.

In the interrogation room, Wang Xiaoqing gave up after struggling for only ten minutes.

Xie Sanfu shook the interrogation record in his hand and said, "This can at least be exchanged for a pig, right?"

Chang Wei smiled, avoided Wang Xiaoqing and whispered: "We have more than fifty people in our office, so we need at least two, right?"

The well-known white pig, also known as the Yorkshire pig, was not introduced in large quantities until the 1960s and 1970s.

Most of the pigs raised by domestic farmers are native pigs, and there is a shortage of pig feed. Generally, a pig will be slaughtered when it grows to about 150 kilograms.

Only about 100 kilograms of meat can be obtained from the slaughter.

If there were two pigs, each person in the police station could get three or four pounds.

Two foxes, one old and one small, were hiding in a dark corner, laughing obscenely.

No one had thought before that Wang Xiaoqing deceived his superiors and subordinates in the factory and took away four or five pigs every month.

This night.

Wang Wenlong was soaked all over, his tongue stretched to his chin, and his eyes were bleeding. He wanted to strangle him to death, but Chang Wei had great merits and was protected by golden light. The moment Wang Wenlong approached, he was reduced to ashes.

Chang Wei turned over with a smacking mouth, holding the little girl in his arms and sleeping soundly.

The next morning, when Zhang Youde entered the police station and heard about the case, he was completely stunned.

The secretary and director of the slaughterhouse came to redeem the people and arrogantly wanted to take Wei Xiaoxu and Wang Xiaoqing back to their own factory to deal with them. They were a municipal-level enterprise, and the secretary and director were both deputy directors.

As a result, the two received a transcript of the interrogation.

"I think it would be better to report it to the city bureau and let the economic police of the city bureau conduct a thorough investigation. Wang Xiaoqing's problem is very serious."

Zhang Youde had a righteous look on his face, and although his words were in a negotiating tone, they could not be questioned.

The secretary and the factory director looked at each other, put down the transcript in their hands, sighed heavily, and forced a smile, "Director Zhang, there is no need to trouble the Municipal Bureau for this matter. Everyone is busy. We also have a security department and an investigation room within our factory. Let's handle it internally."

Zhang Youde seemed not to have heard what they said next. He nodded and said in approval, "We are indeed busy. Several comrades worked overtime last night, and we have to sort out files in the morning. We can't rest even though we are about to have a holiday!"

The secretary smiled and said, "I understand. The police comrades have worked hard. So, our factory has two extra pigs. This is our holiday greeting to the comrades."

Zhang Youde was in a dilemma. "Two pigs. There are more than 50 people in our station, and there are 30 or 40 people in the affiliated public security team. I don't even know if each person can get two kilograms."

"Three, we'll give you three pigs. Director Zhang, we really don't have any more. We still have to find a way to make up for Wang Xiaoqing's loss."

"Okay, then thank the slaughterhouse for supporting our work."

"Yes, this is what we should do."

"By the way, we're going to detain your Wei Xiaoxu for five days. Will he lose his job?"

"No, no, he is also a victim."

"I'll leave Wang Xiaoqing to you to deal with internally. Will he be alright in the end?"

"He must go to the northwest to undergo labor reform for at least five years."

"it is good."

A hearty laugh came from the director's office.

The next day after get off work, Sanbao came to visit Chang Wei and brought him five pounds of pork and a pile of cakes, vermicelli and candies.

"This is a benefit for the two festivals. Aunt Song said you were going to have a birthday, so she gave you a little more."

Chang Wei took the pork from Li Laifu and looked at it. They were all the best pork belly. He asked curiously, "What about you?"

Li Laifu smiled and said, "We each have four pounds of meat, and the rest are about the same as you. The station also sent a hundred pounds to the street."

Chang Wei sighed: "The slaughterhouse is bleeding heavily this time."

The four of them laughed.

Chang Wei handed the things to Yang Min and returned to the east wing to sit and chat with Sanbao.

"Aunt Song was going to come in person, but we stopped her. We were afraid that you would run away if she came." Jiang Hongxia pursed her lips and forced a smile.

Chang Wei noticed her eye twitching and asked curiously, "What happened to Aunt Song?"

"She said you are sixteen and ready to date. She wants to introduce you to her niece from her mother's side." Jiang Hongxia couldn't help laughing. The more she laughed, the happier she became, and the louder her voice became.

The entire front yard was filled with her clear, bell-like laughter.

Chang Wei shuddered all over. He had met Aunt Song's niece once two years ago.

how to say.

The front is not protruding, the back is not curved, the stature is small and the temper is bad, so ridiculous!

Of course, she was just a little girl of thirteen or fourteen years old at that time.

Jiang Hongxia really wanted to see Chang Wei's embarrassment, so she suddenly came up to him and asked with interest: "Chang Wei, what kind of girls do you like?"

Chang Wei turned his head and looked right at her rosy face and fluttering eyelashes.

Chang Wei was shocked.

Could it be that Jiang Hongxia also likes me?

She is four years older than me!

And what about the chicken feathers?

The so-called three major illusions in a reader's life: she likes me, she must like me, she absolutely likes me!

At this moment, Chang Wei also began to doubt his life.

Jiang Hongxia had no idea that Chang Wei had so many inner thoughts. She continued to talk to herself, "I have a friend who works in the art troupe and studies ballet. Do you want me to introduce her to you?"

Chang Wei breathed a sigh of relief and shook his head repeatedly.

He didn't even dare to get involved with art schools, let alone art troupes.

"You don't even like the art troupe?"

"No, I'm only sixteen, what kind of partner do I want?"

Jiang Hongxia nodded in understanding, and then asked curiously: "Then you can always tell me what type you like?"

Chang Wei said casually: "My dream lover must have long black and shiny hair... Forget it, I don't know what kind of hair I like, I only know what kind of hair I don't like."

Jiang Hongxia was shocked and asked quickly: "Come on, tell me what you don't like, and I promise to help you eliminate it."

Not to mention Jiang Hongxia, even Wu Jimao and Li Laifu became interested and stared at Chang Wei waiting for his answer.

Chang Wei originally wanted to use you as a template to exclude you, but after thinking about it, he decided not to get beaten.

“I don’t like people I like to like people I don’t like. I don’t like people I don’t like to like people I like. I also don’t like people I like to dislike people I like.”

A bunch of question marks popped up on Jiang Hongxia's head, "Slow down, slow down, what were you talking about just now?"

She only heard a string of crows flying over her head, cawing.

Chang Wei said it again.

Jiang Hongxia still didn't understand, and there was stupidity in her clear eyes.

Chang Wei sighed, "I mean, I don't like stupid things."

Jiang Hongxia was now certain that Chang Wei was just calling her stupid.

PS: I was slightly drunk last night, and I lay on my side in the study with quilt in my arms. I was worried that you guys would not like the books, so I couldn’t sleep.

At 3:00 on the morning of the 15th day, the young lady accompanied the empress from Kunning Palace. She stood in front of the couch holding a cane and asked her to reflect on herself: Have I paid the mortgage? Do I have enough tuition? Can I afford retirement?

I was also awakened from my sleep, and danced while holding the keyboard, and quickly completed it to express my gratitude.