National Forensic Doctor
Chapter 373 - 373 340 Outrageous

373: Chapter 340 Outrageous 373: Chapter 340 Outrageous Early morning.

Tang Jia opened her eyes on the two-meter-four-wide bed, staring at the ceiling and zoning out for quite a while.

The simply decorated room was not at all simplistic; rather than opting for lower-end loft designs, the more than five-meter-high ceilings featured beautiful split levels that utilized the entire 100-plus square meters of space for a single bedroom.

Tang Jia felt she had never slept in such a spacious place, but considering this was technically a business trip, the whole thing felt rather surreal to her.

Accommodation conditions for police on business can be truly terrible, which is probably why those tiny guesthouses in the city are thriving—aren’t they filled with cops and salespeople?

After getting up and washing up, she found the bathroom was draped in marble, an alternative form of luxury.

Tang Jia tidied herself up, thought for a moment, then swept her hair into a neat bun and headed out, taking the elevator straight to the top floor.

Jiang Yuan’s house was already bustling with activity.

Officers staying here felt too embarrassed to sleep in, all rising early.

Additionally, over a dozen people from Jiang Village, both curious and idle, came over to have breakfast and enjoy the Western view.

Mr.

Jiang was bustling about cheerfully, with several aunts helping him.

For the people of Jiang Village, today felt somewhat like they were hosting a big event.

The breakfast spread was almost like a banquet, with five or six types of cold dishes, seven or eight hot dishes, and another three or four soups filling the dining room tables.

“Officer Tang is here, grab a pair of chopsticks for yourself,” Jiang Fuzhen invited warmly, as if he were hosting the villagers.

After understanding a bit more about Comrade Jiang Fuzhen’s family background, everyone indeed found him to be genuinely unassuming.

“Help yourself,” Jiang Yuan said with a nod as he saw Tang Jia approaching.

Too much politeness would only make everyone uncomfortable.

Tang Jia took a bowl and chopsticks and sat at the table, seeing Wang Zhong, Mu Zhiyang, and others at her table digging in heartily, while Wang Chuanxing and Shen Yaowei, sitting diagonally across, seemed a bit reserved, though their expressions showed they were beginning to enjoy themselves too.

“Eat up, everyone.

Conditions in Wen Township are rather poor, so lunch will just be something simple,” Jiang Yuan said comfortably as he ate the food prepared by villagers.

When you’re away from home, the hardest thing to get used to is often your stomach.

Jiang Yuan’s little nest in Changyang City might be warm and cozy, but if we’re talking about food, he could manage for a week or two, but any longer than a month, and he’d start to feel discontent.

Now back at home, eating his father’s cooking and the soups the aunts had made, he felt very much at peace.

Tang Jia, on the other hand, ate a few bites but then couldn’t help putting her chopsticks down, saying, “Captain Jiang, it’s not that staying here isn’t good…

It’s just that the conditions are too good; doesn’t it seem a bit inappropriate for us?”

Jiang Yuan casually replied, “It’s up to you.

It’s only meant to be a transitional arrangement.

Later, you can decide what you want to do.”

His mention of what to do was not just about where to live; it also included whether or not to stay in Ningtai County.

If they decided to stay in Ningtai County, finding a place to live would obviously need to be sorted out.

If it was only for a short stay, Jiang Yuan wouldn’t oppose it either; after all, they were all human resources.

For those wanting to leave, Jiang Yuan wouldn’t stop them, nor could he really.

Unless they wished to stay voluntarily, how could the conditions at the Ningtai County Bureau Criminal Police Brigade possibly retain these elite members from the Criminal Police Detachment?

Highly educated PowerPoint experts may not seem particularly useful, but they are still a scarce commodity.

In the end, in a place like the police force, those who sweat profusely, exert themselves physically, and can endure nights without food are commonplace, and unfortunately, the least valued.

Tang Jia was taken aback by the question.

Shen Yaowei from the side gave her a look and said, “If you’re not willing to stay in a free place, you can pay for your accommodation if you feel bad.”

Shen Yaowei had set his heart on following Jiang Yuan after the last case.

If he didn’t follow Jiang Yuan, he would have to hang out with his cousin.

But since his cousin was already seeking help from Jiang Yuan, why should he go out of his way to do otherwise?

Besides, a cousin is always a cousin, but Captain Jiang wouldn’t always be just Captain Jiang.

Shen Yaowei couldn’t wait to become inseparable from Jiang Yuan and disliked Tang Jia’s pretense of being above it all.

Tang Jia said to herself, “I can’t afford such a nice place.”

“Then find somewhere else to stay; don’t drag us into it.

If you really can’t afford it…

heh heh heh…” Shen Yaowei wanted to crack a dirty joke, but since he didn’t know everyone well enough yet, he refrained.

Tang Jia had already considered this, so she said to Jiang Yuan, “Then I’ll move out soon.”

Jiang Yuan replied without any pretense, “No problem.”

As a beneficiary of demolition and relocation, Jiang Yuan had encountered many beautiful women.

Generally, they didn’t take advantage of him financially; it was common for them to go Dutch or even pick up the tab outright.

Furthermore, Tang Jia was just a colleague.

Seeing this, Shen Yaowei asked, “Captain Jiang, can I mooch for a few more days?”

“Sure,” Jiang Yuan answered readily and added, “The houses here are empty anyway.

If you guys didn’t come, my dad would occasionally have to ask someone to stay here.”

“That’s right, houses will deteriorate if they’re not lived in.

They need people to bring life to them, to maintain the interior,” said Jiang Fuzhen as he carried in a pot of meat, chuckling.

“So many rooms not being lived in?

Then why not rent them out?

What a waste,” said Meng Chengbiao, who was older and felt the pinch of the potential rental income.

“It’s just not possible.

When we first built this building, it was meant for short-term rentals, because our Jiang Village relied on Siningshan and Tai River, and the demolition was due to the province developing the scenic area.

But we’ve had multiple demolitions, and after this place was built, many villagers began to relocate and had nowhere to live.

I got the most space, so I figured I’d just let the villagers live here.

I decided to live here too, and after getting used to it, the scenic area developed a new food street and accommodations, so we stopped doing short-term rentals here.

It’s safer and saves trouble, too.”

After all, Jiang Fuzhen became richer and richer from the demolitions, and the original idea of making money from short-term rentals was completely demolished, leading to a focus on consumption instead.

Some of the police officers seated there understood what was said, some did not, but both the ones who understood and those who didn’t fell silent.

After breakfast.

The group drove towards Wen Township.

This was when the depth of resources at the Ningtai County Criminal Police Detachment showed.

They could only provide two cars—two cars for a sheep theft case was already a special approval.

The police officers who arrived by car had to make do with using their private vehicles for official purposes.

Thus, the convoy heading for Wen Township consisted of limited edition big V8 G-wagons, as well as 2.0T Camrys and Tiguans.

Of course, the main force was a brand-new Great Wall Cannon from four years ago, a nearly new Santana from fourteen years ago, and an eighty-five-new Jinbei van with half a million kilometers on it.

Everyone arrived at the destination without any trouble.

The chief of Wen Township Police Station, Song Jinyou, had also specially made time to welcome Jiang Yuan’s Accumulated Case Team in the station’s yard.

Seeing the G-wagon, Camrys, and Tiguans driving into the yard, Song Jinyou’s expression didn’t change at all.

He knew that Jiang Yuan was from Jiang Village and had brought people from Changyang City Criminal Police Detachment.

In fact, he had heard stories about Jiang Yuan so often, he could grow callouses on his ears.

Upon seeing the Great Wall Cannon from four years ago entering the yard, Song Jinyou’s expression changed slightly.

That car was Huang Qiangmin’s pride and joy, not something just anyone could borrow, a clear indicator of Jiang Yuan’s standing in Huang Qiangmin’s eyes.

When he saw the nearly new Santana from fourteen years ago, Song Jinyou’s brows furrowed slightly.

Just for a sheep theft case, involving Jiang Yuan was a bit excessive, let alone providing two squad cars, which puzzled Song Jinyou.

At that moment, the Jinbei van filled with people slowly entered the yard.

Song Jinyou took a deep breath.

Something was off.

Twenty years of experience as a detective told Song Jinyou that such a large police presence meant that a special situation had arisen.

“Everyone needs to stay alert,” Song Jinyou instructed before he went forward to greet Jiang Yuan with a solemn expression.

Liu Wenkai, who had come in the same car, introduced Jiang Yuan and Song Jinyou.

Liu Wenkai worked on major cases in the detective team, but there hadn’t been many major cases recently, so he was actually a bit more idle than the average squad leader, and thus had been sent over by Huang Qiangmin.

Upon meeting Liu Wenkai, Song Jinyou felt as though his suspicions had been confirmed and asked outright, “It’s a major case, right?”

Jiang Yuan was startled, “No, it’s still the sheep theft case we talked about before.”

“You can hide it from others, but you can’t hide it from me,” Song Jinyou guessed with a chuckle.

Liu Wenkai, unable to help but grin and bear it, intervened, “Old Song, there’s no need for any roundabout ways; Jiang Yuan and his team are just getting some practice.”

“Practice by coming all the way to Wen Township?” Song Jinyou laughed, “With so many people?”

“This…” Liu Wenkai suddenly found himself at a loss for words.

“Out with it, which case are you guys working on?

I’ll support you all the way,” said Song Jinyou.

Jiang Yuan stated, “It really is the sheep theft case.”

Song Jinyou’s expression darkened, “If you keep covering things up, I won’t be able to help.”

Jiang Yuan didn’t know what to say and turned to look at Liu Wenkai.

Liu Wenkai spoke slowly, “When we used to arrest people for solicitation, we’d often say that two people who can’t even recall each other’s names as on their IDs, yet have rented a hotel room and taken off their clothes, with the man being so ugly—I mean, you say they’re not there for prostitution, who would believe it?”

Jiang Yuan was caught off-guard by the question, thought for a moment, and then said to Wang Chuanxing, “Show them the PPT.”

A quarter of an hour later.

Song Jinyou fell silent.

If judged just by the content of the PPT, he believed that this sheep theft case indeed had been given the kind of attention reserved for major and important cases.

“I would have never thought,” Song Jinyou sighed deeply.

Liu Wenkai nodded seriously, “That’s right.

There was this one time I met a guy, ugly and short, didn’t know the woman on the bed, and although she was somewhat attractive, he really hadn’t paid for sex.

It was very bizarre…”