National Forensic Doctor
Chapter 220 - 220 212 Protection

220: Chapter 212 Protection 220: Chapter 212 Protection Liu Jinghui did not use Jiang Yuan, also to protect him.

He was still unclear about the specifics of the case, but in Liu Jinghui’s mind, some cases were too dirty, and there was no reason for a promising young technical police officer like Jiang Yuan to be thrown into the fray.

Liu Jinghui still wanted to assess the situation himself first.

Having a rough understanding of Liu Jinghui’s thoughts, Jiang Yuan did not insist on going to the coal mine.

He was not omnipotent, and even with crime scene investigation as his specialty, he first needed to determine where the crime scene was.

With such a vast coal mine, possibly requiring descent into mining tunnels, the conditions would be challenging, the area extensive, and the current Jiang Yuan would find it difficult to be effective.

In terms of his attributes, Jiang Yuan was still more suited for close combat, engaging in small-scale, meticulous investigative work.

So, after staying in Qinghe City for a few hours, Jiang Yuan returned to Ningtai County with Wang Zhong.

Upon arriving home, two Dobermans excitedly pounced on him.

The dogs were still young, with soft fur and tender bodies, making it the perfect age for cuddling.

Feeling lazy, Jiang Yuan lay on the sofa, a dog in each hand, gradually relaxing and soon drifting off to sleep.

When he awoke again, the house was filled with the rich aroma of meat, and a tall and robust man stood at the doorway.

Jiang Yuan was startled awake.

“Yuanzi’s awake,” said Mrs.

Hua, cracking sunflower seeds beside him, tossing the shells onto the floor just like she did 20 years ago.

Of course, she would clean them up before leaving.

“Auntie,” Jiang Yuan said, rubbing his eyes and standing up.

He compared his height with the tall man at the door and found that the man was taller and more robust than he was.

“Son,” Mr.

Jiang said, carrying a soup spoon over and patting the tall man at the door, “this is your Uncle Qiang.

Remember him?

When you were little, you even played with Uncle Qiang’s gun.”

“Uncle Qiang!

Ah, I remember.

Uncle Qiang had returned from military service,” Jiang Yuan’s mind instantly conjured an image of a man in a military uniform.

After his wife passed away, Mr.

Jiang never remarried, worried that a stepmother might negatively impact Jiang Yuan’s upbringing.

Therefore, Mr.

Jiang always maintained a relationship with his wife’s family, visiting them during holidays and festivals.

Uncle Qiang was Jiang Yuan’s maternal uncle, a former soldier who had fought in wars and even been commended for his service.

Mr.

Jiang also said, “Your Uncle Qiang’s house has a Second Class Merit commendation.

He earned it during the war, which is even more precious!”

“A commendation is a commendation.

They’re all the same,” laughed Uncle Qiang, his voice a bit rough.

Mr.

Jiang laughed heartily and then said, “Why don’t you tell Jiang Yuan about how you earned your commendation?”

The others gathered around, curious about the tall and strong Uncle Qiang.

Uncle Qiang was not shy about the attention, he just smiled and said, “I enlisted later on, and our squad’s task was to capture prisoners.

I was waiting in the rear with two soldiers, and the others were upfront, but they were ambushed.

The enemy had at least a reinforced platoon, and we were just a squad.

I told the other two to reinforce our men, and I flanked the enemy from the other side, using my dagger to take down over a dozen men and even killed their officer…”

People listened in awe.

Looking at Uncle Qiang’s nearly 2-meter height, Jiang Yuan suddenly saw him as imposing and mighty.

“Your Uncle Qiang had other heroic deeds later on,” Mr.

Jiang stirred the spoon and added, “He was driving a big truck when he came across highway bandits robbing a bus.

He took them on alone with just a wrench, killing two of the five attackers and subduing three others.

The local police station commended him for his actions, and the story made the newspapers.”

Uncle Qiang modestly said, “The passengers on the bus helped too.”

“I know this story all too well.

While everyone else on the bus was too scared to move, Uncle Qiang stepped up, swung the wrench at the leader, and cracked his skull open.

After that, he grabbed one, gave him a wrench, grabbed another, and another wrench…

Two with hard skulls lived, two with soft skulls died, and one knelt down.”

Uncle Qiang laughed, “I really went all out on the leader, but I held back with the other three.”

Mrs.

Hua, impressed, clapped her hands and said, “He should also be awarded a Second Class Merit for that.”

Both Jiang Yuan and Uncle Qiang couldn’t help but laugh together.

Seeing the good mood all around, Mr.

Jiang said, “Son, I asked Uncle Qiang to come over and help out.

The house is too big, and I’ve seen you’re worried about security these days.

Let Uncle Qiang help with watching over the place and boosting morale.”

“That’s wonderful,” Jiang Yuan immediately agreed.

He had also caught on to his father’s intent.

Moreover, having a Second Class Merit and a reputation for bravery made Uncle Qiang a reassuring presence.

“Sure, Uncle Qiang can sleep in the guest room, and you can let him train the two dogs, too.

There’s a baseball bat in the room.

I’ll also get you a skewer for roasting a whole sheep; we’re mainly just being cautious,” Jiang Fuzhen immediately started making arrangements.

Uncle Qiang agreed without hesitation.

At 50 years old, driving big rigs was becoming harder and harder for him, not to mention his earnings were dwindling.

Back when he drove heavy trucks, he made good money, but it all went into building a house back home, supporting his wife and children, and covering medical expenses and funerals for his elders.

Now, looking to buy a house for his son and prepare for the wedding, he needed a better-paying job.

Jiang Yuan chatted with everyone for a while, casually sharing whatever he could with Uncle Qiang.

Uncle Qiang immediately tensed up, and as the others finished eating and drinking and went home, he said, “If there’s a situation, then I’ll buy some stuff and set it up.”

Mr.

Jiang asked, “Set up what?”

“The windows, the doors, they all need some work.” Uncle Qiang became enthusiastic, standing up his 2-meter-tall body wielded an imposing air, “Back in the day, I was a dab hand at laying booby traps.

Just leave it to me.”

So, Jiang Yuan went back to his bedroom to catch up on some sleep with peace of mind.

For the next three days, Jiang Yuan stayed at home resting.

As a criminal police officer, overtime didn’t come with extra pay.

The monthly salary already included this compensation, although not much.

After continuous or extended work, officers were entitled to take compensatory leave.

For units like the criminal police team, after every long-drawn-out murder case, there would be a lengthy refractory period.

Scarcely anyone could fully use up all their comp leave.

Taking leave whenever you can — that’s the best practice.

Workday.

Jiang Yuan drove his big G and only went to the office in the afternoon.

The office was filled with smoke.

Jiang Yuan was startled at first, then upon closer inspection, he saw it was Wang Zhong lighting incense.

Wu Jun was beside him, even helping him hold the incense, lighting it…

After both devoutly prayed, they began to gather up various items.

“What’s this for this time?” Jiang Yuan was somewhat moved; Comrade Wu Jun’s contagiously peculiar hobby.

Wang Zhong sighed, “To ward off bad luck.”

“What happened?”

“I just met with a girl I found online, she looked quite nice.

Then it was supposed to just be a meal together, and at the end, the bill came to 8,800 yuan, with no discount,” Wang Zhong sighed.

Jiang Yuan asked cautiously, “A drinking scam?”

Wang Zhong nodded gravely, “I thought I had some charm.”

Jiang Yuan said with a laugh, “You’ll have charm once you arrest them.”

“They’ve been arrested,” Wang Zhong said.

“Did you arrest them on your own?” Jiang Yuan was surprised, as drink scams usually involved group efforts.

Otherwise, how would a delicate girl manage to swindle money?

And Wang Zhong, being a technical police officer, wasn’t renowned for his combat prowess.

As expected, Wang Zhong shook his head, “I messaged Captain Wu, and he came with a team to do it.”

“How many did you catch?”

“Seven people,” Wang Zhong said.

“Squad one hasn’t been busy lately; half of them came in one go.

From the owner of that scam bar to the staff, they were all arrested, and they’re being interrogated now.”

“Well done!

That’s like Zhu Bajie eating porridge — taking the whole pot,” Jiang Yuan said.

Wang Zhong’s mood perked up a bit, “I will have a medal for valor, and so will squad one, and so will you.

If it wasn’t for you saying you’d set me up with someone, I wouldn’t have started chatting with them…”