"Tofu naoer is hot!"

The unshakable cry of sales was like an alarm clock, waking Chu Mufeng from his sleep.

It happens like this every day. Before dawn, the old alleys will be filled with the sounds of selling goods one after another.

After briefly washing up, putting on his police uniform, straightening his hat, and fastening his armed belt, Chu Mufeng opened the door and walked out.

Stepping on the bluestone pavement and walking out of the narrow and dark old alley, your eyes suddenly opened up. There were breakfast stalls everywhere around the rather spacious street.

"Xiao Zao'er's pea yellow ones come in big pieces!"

"Braised and fried tofu!"

“Here comes the sweet and sour bean juice—Ma Tofu!”

Looking at the simple stalls and listening to the unique cries, Chu Mu Feng couldn't help but have a helpless smile on his lips.

Unexpectedly, scenes that could only be seen in TV series before are now real before our eyes.

He was originally a young ordinary criminal policeman in China in the new century. During an anti-drug mission, he was heroically shot while trying to protect his comrades.

After waking up, I found that I had arrived in Peiping in the 25th year of the Republic of China. I was still an agent and belonged to the Peking Police Department.

In the first few days, Chu Mu Feng couldn't figure it out, and he felt a little lost. Now that more than a week has passed, he just takes things as they come, and slowly adapts to the life of this era.

At least I am still young now and can see the day when New China will stand on the top of the East again.

The people's will, the rise of China, this is an unstoppable trend!

During this period, with his foresight, Chu Mufeng felt that he could do something.

At the entrance of the alley, Xuji Bean Juice Stall.

"Good morning, Mr. Chu, are you still following the old rules?" Xu Dachong, the young boss with a slightly yellowed sweat towel on his shoulders, opened his mouth and asked with a flattering smile, showing buck teeth.

"kindness."

He opened the bench and sat down, put his hat on the table, and took out two chopsticks from the chopstick holder.

"Okay, a bowl of bean juice and two fruits."

The reason why Chu Mufeng had breakfast here was not only because the bean juice here was very thick and the place was very clean, but also because Xu Dachong was extremely poor.

There are three religions and nine streams, and they are traffickers and pawns.

These little people may seem inconspicuous, but they actually know a lot.

Xu Dachong, who usually likes to chatter, would keep hearing these gossips if he opened his mouth.

This is also what Chu Mufeng likes to hear most. Maybe any news will be useful.

A bowl of grey-green, authentic bean juice and two golden fruits are served on the table, which will whet your appetite.

After eating, Chu Mufeng pushed the bowl, wiped his mouth with a handkerchief, stood up and said hello to Xu Dachong.

"gone!"

"Master Chu, please go away!" Xu Dachong nodded and bowed with a smile.

Just a few steps out, a dark green tram drove over slowly with jingling bells. Chu Mufeng jumped on the car, taking three steps at a time, and then sat down by the window.

At this moment, there were quite a few people on the tram, and they were all talking about it.

"Do you think the Japanese Japanese will come?"

"I think those guys don't have a good idea, and they will most likely fight."

"Hey, I don't know how Nanjing will deal with it? I don't want to go to war. It's such a chaotic situation and it's hard to do business!"

"Hey, who doesn't want to live a stable life?"

…

Don't want to fight?

After hearing this, Chu Mufeng glanced at the middle-aged man wearing glasses and shook his head slightly.

Your hopes are doomed to fail. This year is the 25th year of the Republic of China, that is, 1936. Historically, the Japanese invaders launched an all-out war of aggression after joining the Axis Powers. It will start next year.

There will definitely be a war between China and Japan that will sweep the entire country, and the war will last eight years.

The Republic of China is definitely in a period of troubled times. Living in this era, the most miserable people are the ordinary people.

Since we are born in troubled times, we must be aware and not do things in a casual way.

A man with a dignified height of seven feet must naturally be full of passion!

That's what Chu Mufeng thought.

"I must make a difference in the Peking Police Department."

Chu Mufeng, who secretly made up his mind, set a small goal for himself.

Because he knows better than anyone else that the great Chinese nation is about to face a tragic disaster.

Only by having more voice can we control our own destiny in troubled times, and have more power to fight back, to severely attack those traitors and lackeys, and Japanese spies, instead of just being a bystander who does nothing.

…

No. 16, Gong'an Street, Qianmen Nei.

Peking Police Department Headquarters.

Chu Mufeng clearly remembers that this was the location of the National Museum after liberation, and now it is the headquarters of the Peking Police Department.

During the Qing Dynasty, at this location, from north to south were the Zongren Mansion, the Ministry of Personnel and the Ministry of Rites.

After the Revolution of 1911, the southern half of the Zongren Mansion was the headquarters of the fire brigade of the Capital Police Department, and the official headquarters became the Capital Police Department. After the Republic of China, it became the current headquarters of the Peking Police Department.

During the Republic of China, the Peking Police Department had great authority. It was not only in charge of criminal investigation, but also transportation and urban construction. It is not an exaggeration to describe it as a condensed city government.

Chu Mufeng belongs to the Criminal Investigation Department.

As the name suggests, this department investigates criminal cases. As long as it involves criminal matters, it is under the jurisdiction of the Criminal Investigation Division. Therefore, within the Police Department, it can definitely be regarded as a truly powerful department.

The Criminal Investigation Division is divided into three departments.

Chu Mufeng belongs to the first department.

First Department.

"Hey, Sheppard, didn't you ask for leave to rest? Why are you back so soon?"

"Xiao Chu, there seems to be something wrong with your expression. Why don't you just go home and rest."

…

Seeing Chu Mufeng walking into the department, the few veterans who stayed behind couldn't help but speak one after another.

As a newcomer who had just graduated and worked in the police department for less than a year, Chu Mufeng would not easily gain the respect of the elders.

Of course, it doesn't mean that they are all malicious, but they just like to make fun of newcomers.

"What are you yelling about? What's the matter? Everyone has nothing to do, right?"

At this moment, a hoarse voice suddenly sounded, and then a rather stern-looking man with a lean face and a mustache walked in.

His eagle-like eyes scanned the whole place, and everyone he met lowered their heads and went about their business.

There is no way, one level of officialdom will crush someone to death, let alone two levels of officialdom! Who dares to commit such a crime?

His name is Cao Yunshan, he is the deputy director of the Criminal Investigation Department and is directly in charge of the first department.

Since he also graduated from Peking Police High School and studied under the same teacher, Cao Yunshan took good care of Chu Mufeng, his younger brother.

As the saying goes, look at the Buddha’s face without looking at the monk’s face!

With Cao Yunshan's care, even though Chu Mufeng was just a newcomer in the first department, no one dared to take care of him casually.

"Director, morning!"

After seeing Cao Yunshan come in, Chu Mufeng stepped forward and greeted him politely.

"Mu Feng is here! How are you? Didn't you say you were sick? What's wrong with you?" When looking at Chu Mu Feng, Cao Yunshan's expression became a little kinder.

"Thank you, Director, for your concern. Nothing's wrong. I just have a cold. I've taken medicine and it's gone!"

Chu Mufeng was naturally well aware of this senior brother's care and was very grateful.

"Well, in this case, you come to my office!"

After saying that, Cao Yunshan glanced around and turned away.

Chu Mucheng naturally followed closely without saying a word.

Behind him, everyone in the department started talking quietly.

"The director shouldn't want Xiao Chu to be in charge of that case, right?"

"That case is very mysterious. Whoever gets involved will be in trouble!"

…

After entering the office, Cao Yunshan sat down, took out a file bag from the drawer, threw it on the table and said.
To be continued...