National Forensic Doctor

Morning light.

The begonia flowers on the balcony reveal their tender red leaves, dripping with sweet dew, and dazzlingly attract the early-rising insects.

The pine tree in the community stretches out its needles lazily. It was watered yesterday, and it is blocked by the surrounding buildings. It cannot be blown by the wind, and it is very refreshing in the rain. Even though it lives a pampered life, it still likes to show off its beauty. The needle-leaf shape makes it seem like it has been released into the wild. It is another heroic tree that is cold-resistant, drought-resistant and wind-resistant.

Homeowners with mortgages on their backs walked quickly in suits and ties. They needed to go out before the morning rush hour to avoid being late.

A limping man wearing a dirty jacket, with red eyes, walked against the current, passed through the flow of people, passed through the shadow of the pine trees, passed through the view of the crabapple flowers, and walked into the center of the community. inside the building.

living room.

The curls of green smoke have already risen.

After Wu Jun took a shower and changed clothes, he felt refreshed all over. He seemingly casually lit three incense sticks in the living room, but the time was just right.

Boom, boom, boom.

Qi Changye opened the door, and the first thing he smelled was the long, distant, and thick smell of incense sticks.

Qi Changye blinked and suddenly wanted to fall asleep.

He had been running around for another day last night. In total, he hadn't slept for almost two days. Although he hadn't reached his limit yet, he was relying on his willpower and excitement to carry it on.

"Where is Jiang Yuan?" Qi Changye asked directly.

"He's still sleeping. If it's urgent, just call him up." Wu Jun guessed that it wasn't an urgent matter, otherwise he would have just called and made a special trip here. With Wu Jun's rich experience, this is similar to the pride of a hen after laying an egg.

Sure enough, Qi Changye swallowed his saliva and said, "Don't worry, let him sleep for a while. He worked very hard. He showed up at the scene yesterday. I'll wait for a while."

He actually wanted to sleep, but with how sleepy he was now, he was afraid that if he fell asleep, he wouldn't be able to wake up at night.

Wu Jun smiled and said: "Okay, the chefs are just starting to make breakfast. The chef hired by Jiangfu Town is very good at cooking. Although there are not many varieties, the taste is good. You can try it."

While talking, four chefs dressed in white chef uniforms and white hats filed out of the room, nodded to Wu Jun, entered the central kitchen and the west kitchen respectively, took their respective positions, and got busy.

Qi Changye was knowledgeable, but he was still stunned and decided to wait for breakfast. At the same time, he wrinkled his nose and said with a smile: "The incense you ordered smells quite good. Are you particular about it?"

"It's nothing special. It's just to calm everyone's nerves and refresh their brains. When sleeping people smell it, they will wake up naturally, feel less tired, and feel lighter." Wu Jun smiled, with a calm expression as if he was enlightened Like a master. In fact, he has passed all the minor subjects, his apprentices are awesome, and his work is leisurely. He is nothing but a master.

Qi Changye felt Wu Jun's strong self-confidence, and he felt a little dazed. He had been tired for a long time and couldn't keep up with the rhythm of the chat.

Soon, the chefs began serving breakfast.

Some police officers got up early and gathered in the restaurant on their own initiative.

The four chefs started working busily, and the pastry chef from the Western Kitchen even began to make bread in batches - these breads were not only available to the policemen living in Jiangyuan's house, but also to the work units and the backlog class. The police officers were also willing to eat. And not only breakfast, lunch, dinner and even afternoon tea are all convenient and delicious options.

This is similar to what Jiang Fuzhen does in the village, except that the variety is changed from meat to carbohydrates, and the chef is not Jiang Fuzhen himself.

Jiang Yuan also liked this kind of atmosphere. When there were a lot of people outside, he left the bedroom, sat down in his usual seat, and said, "Uncle Zheng, I'll have salty porridge today. I want fried dough sticks and some vegetables to go with it. "

"Okay." The chef responded and said: "Today is vegetable and meat porridge. I bought the meat in the morning. It is very fresh. I will make two more buns for you. I want a strip of pork belly. I will cook it first and then chop it. If it is steamed again, it will become sizzling and oily."

"Okay." Jiang Yuan responded with a smile before noticing the dirty Qi Changye next to him.

Compared with the idle police officers who were getting ready to go to work, Qi Changye looked as if he was down and out, unkempt and unkempt, and his eyes were dark.

"Qi Chu, when did you come?" Jiang Yuan greeted with a smile.

"Just arrived. I went to work on the case last night. Shall we sit in the corner and talk?" Qi Changye took the bowl and moved it to another table.

Jiang Yuan had no choice but to follow and asked again: "Did it go well?"

"Smooth." After Qi Changye said this, he cheered up, drank two mouthfuls of soy milk, moistened his throat, and then said: "This guy spent millions in Ermenegildo Zegna. We checked his payment records and found him. He hid a relatively deep identity, then found the email address and mobile phone number left behind, and after sending a few test emails, this guy took the bait..."

Qi Changye became proud as he spoke, and added: "Actually, after finding this level, he basically has nowhere to hide. There are too many ways to find him. There is also a problem with his mailing address. It is probably because this level of identity is too safe. , he also used it too much. He really thought that writing it in the neighborhood next door and leaving it at the rookie station would be enough. He was naive... Later, we found him in the surveillance video, but he just couldn't use it."

Jiang Yuan didn't know much about arrests, but he was a little curious and said: "Didn't you say you ran to the mountains? Then you went back again?"

Qi Changye blushed a little, took two more sips of soy milk, and then said: "The bastard is quite capable of running away, but he has not completed his mission. Furthermore, he just keeps his identity intact. It is really difficult for him to do so." Find him, don’t want to take away the shoes, and sell him to a family like yours..."

A pair of shoes costing seven to eight thousand, some even more expensive, is naturally beyond the reach of normal people. It is like a family with a chef for breakfast, which is obviously beyond the norm.

Jiang Yuan shook his head and did not explain.

Being able to determine the shoe model relies more on LV2's trendy clothing skills in addition to LV5's footprint analysis and LV5's crime scene investigation. Although it is only LV2, the content it covers far exceeds the requirements for brand recognition.

"Then this case is considered closed?" Jiang Yuan said a little relaxed.

"The person has been caught, but as for the entire case... we still want to dig deeper. How about, Jiang Yuan, come with us?" Qi Changye actively encouraged: "To be honest, the scope of this case is still very large. Big, the purpose of the murderer and the content of his previous work are all very involved. It is of great significance to dig them all out..."

"Detecting criminal cases is of great significance to society." Mu Zhiyang interrupted Qi Changye without hesitation and said: "Chief Qi, if you have a case, just go to Political Commissar Huang. The case can be solved and it is equally significant."

"Political Commissar Huang... you Political Commissar Huang..." Qi Changye said, shaking his head, picking up a bun and taking a bite: "Old Tao is not a good person either."