Spring Breeze Twenty Years

Chapter 560 The Feeling of Being a Policeman

Time is like an old book lying in the wind, turning page by page.

The Wanliu area has become a huge construction site, with two construction teams each managing one side. Thanks to Xiaowei, the two teams are getting along fairly well, at least the project progress hasn't been delayed. Engineer Wang is currently taking on two roles, coordinating the entire construction site.

The matter with An Dong has been completely handed over to Lao Xu; there's no need to worry about it in between. There's still no news from Liu Sui's side.

Xingcheng has been contacting us more lately. Wang Gang and Li Weibing are currently focused on developing the entertainment complex and haven't even taken on the demolition work, even though it's quite profitable. The initial project funds they received, aside from paying a small amount for demolition and excavation, were all allocated to Xiaowei's investment.

Zhang Jun hired a construction team from the military to demolish the three buildings. The cost would be settled later, since they would be rebuilding them anyway, and they would be doing the work. Actually, in this day and age, the level of trust between people is still quite high, and people aren't as wary as they used to be. Besides, Zhang Jun was there for them.

The new chef at the restaurant in Longcheng has been hired, and Chef Zhai is currently on a semi-vacation.

Chen Hui was busy finding connections to buy a house, while Xia Maosheng went back to Longcheng to handle his job transfer.

Xiao Wei finally had some free time and went back to work diligently.

After getting to know him for a while, Xiaowei realized that being a police officer wasn't as exciting as it seemed from the outside.

Working hours are completely chaotic, and overtime is the norm. So-called holidays and vacations are meaningless to police officers. If there's anything more frustrating than suddenly being paged and called back to the station, it's being paged several times in a row.

The mundane, fragmented work, what seems like an ordinary and peaceful day to the common people, is a battle for the police. Fights, brawls, theft, robbery, hooliganism, rape, gambling, fraud—if the world is full of sunshine, then the police station is a cold, gloomy place.

Especially in this era, when the public's legal awareness is weak, social order is unstable, and laws and regulations are incomplete.

"Officer Lu, a resident reported that their home has been burglarized repeatedly. I don't have time to deal with it right now. Could you help me handle this?" Xiao Liu said, peeking into Officer Lu's office with a stack of documents in hand.

"Whose turn is it?" Chief Lu was also busy, his eyes glued to the case files. All cases in the station ultimately had to go through him; his signature represented responsibility.

"It's me, but I can't leave right now."

"Theft? Look what Xiao Wei is doing, tell him to go over there." Chief Lu didn't even look up. Xiao Wei is now the only person in the station with a lot of free time, because he doesn't have to worry about or do anything.

Xiao Liu turned and went into this office: "Xiao Wei, are you free?"

Xiao Wei turned to look at him: "What's up? When have I ever been busy?" These days, besides thinking about company matters, he's also looking at case files. He treats some case files that don't involve confidentiality like novels.

Xiao Liu said, "This, this, could you go over there? I can't leave right now. Is that alright?" He handed a form to Xiao Wei.

Xiao Wei took it and glanced at the police dispatch record. He said, "Sure, can I handle it?"

Xiao Liu said, "It's okay, Director Lu sent you. Thanks, I'm going to get busy now." He turned and hurried away.

Xiao Wei thought for a moment, then stood up, took the record sheet, and went to Director Lu's office: "Director Lu, shall I go get this?"

Without even looking up, Director Lu said, "Go ahead. These kinds of things usually don't yield any results. Just give them a token reminder to be careful with their doors and windows when they go out."

Xiao Wei nodded, went back to his room to change into his police uniform, and then drove to the address on the slip.

This is an old residential area, the staff quarters of a towel factory. Residential areas in this era were open, without walls or gates. In those days, burglaries like this were almost impossible to solve unless caught red-handed. TV dramas are all lies.

Having found the building number, Xiao Wei got out of the car and looked around. It was Unit 4, Floor 1, Number 3. He went inside and knocked on the door.

An elderly man, who looked to be in his fifties, opened the door.

"Sir, did you call the police?"

"Oh no, the police are here. Yes, yes, I called them. They've come into this house several times already. Please help me catch them. I've been so worried all day, I can't even sleep well at night."

Xiao Wei entered the house. It was a two-bedroom apartment. These old-style family buildings in Northeast China didn't have a living room, just a small corridor. The kitchen was directly opposite the entrance, the bathroom and master bedroom were on the left, and the second bedroom was on the right.

After looking around, I realized the windows of this building were made of iron, so there was no possibility of prying them open unless they were left open.

"Who lives in your family?"

"My wife and I are an elderly couple. That room belongs to my daughter, but she's not home; she's at work."

"When did you find someone had entered the house? What was stolen?" This family didn't seem very wealthy; in this era, there weren't many wealthy families.

"Yesterday. This is the third time. Yesterday, I count, it's the third time. I didn't notice the person rummaging through things, so I don't know what happened."

"What did you lose? Do you ever come in without taking anything?"

"Yes, it's really strange. It's like they came to visit. They walked around the house and even lay on the bed. At least twice they didn't touch anything, but three times they were rummaging through things."

"How long have you known someone had broken into your house? Why did you only call the police now?"

"It took about two months to get pregnant. I wanted to report it, but my daughter said nothing was lost, so she wouldn't let me. Yesterday she came in again, and look at the state of the washing machine, she threw things all over the floor, and she ransacked the wardrobe too."

Xiao Wei went over and took a look. The washing machine was full of unwashed clothes. He asked, "What did you throw away?" These days, most ordinary people keep their money at home.

"I don't know either. Every time I come, it's a complete mess. Clothes are scattered all over the floor in the washing machine, and the wardrobe in the girl's room is also ransacked. As for things, nothing seems to be missing. Nothing's missing from my room. I don't usually go into the girl's room. She says nothing's missing, but I think even if something were missing, she wouldn't tell me, probably because she'd be worried about me."

Xiao Wei walked to her daughter's room, pushed open the door, and went inside.

The room was spotless and smelled of soap, indicating a clean girl. A photo hung on the wall, and Xiaowei looked at it and asked, "Which one is your daughter?"

The old man pointed and said, "This is my daughter. She's in her twenties and works at a factory."

Xiao Wei leaned over to take a look and asked, "Are you married?" He was alright looking, a 70 out of 100.

The old man said, "No, I used to date someone, but I don't know how we broke up. It's been months since we broke up. Now the kids are all grown up and they won't listen to me anymore. Sigh."

Xiao Wei walked around the room, then turned to the old man and asked, "You're saying that everyone comes into this room, right? They rummage through things in this room too, oh, and the washing machine too. Did they rummage through your other room?"

The old man shook his head and then nodded, saying, "It's all in this room. I've only been inside that other room once."

Xiao Wei thought for a moment, then smiled and shook his head, saying, "Okay, I understand. From now on, make sure to lock the doors and windows when you go out. You've let people in several times already. Change the locks and things to increase security. If anything happens again, call the station."

The old man said, "What are we going to do now? I can't sleep well at all these days."

(End of this chapter)