The next day, the sun shone brightly across the land, sweeping away all the haze.
Chen Shu woke up at the right time. He didn't sleep well last night because he had too many worries in his heart. At this time, his head was as big as a bucket. He yawned and muttered to himself: "Hey, I don't know if Zhang Yang will go to Bury Bei."
After getting dressed, Chen Shu woke up Jiang Hai, who was sleeping on the big bed not far away, and invited him to go to the bathroom to wash his face and brush his teeth.
The sleepy Jiang Hai wiped his eyes and stretched, without questioning the issue of two people sharing a wash basin.
The two of them were crowded in the toilet, holding toothbrushes in their hands and brushing their mouths with foam.
"Brother Shu, what should a real policeman look like?" Jiang Hai suddenly said in a confused manner.
Chen Shu swallowed his saliva, spit out the foam, and said with a smile: "You will know this problem after you graduate and go to work."
Jiang Hai elaborated on his problem seriously: "I think the police station, security brigade, immigration, etc., are all serious police positions. But in the final analysis, I think the real police must be the criminal police."
Chen Shu turned on the faucet to rinse the cup, and nodded: "Your thoughts are similar to what I had when I first entered the police academy. It's a pity, your book brother and I have been busy for so many years, going around many grassroots police units, but it's really
I’ve never been to a criminal investigation.”
Jiang Hai pretended to be serious and said: "Brother Shu, anti-fraud is now under the jurisdiction of criminal investigation. Murder cases are rare, but cases of electronic fraud are everywhere. I think we can start from this aspect, and it will be easier to achieve results.
"
It was such an old routine that even Chen Shu laughed.
Isn't this just because he wants to accompany Zhang Yang to mourn?
Jiang Hai came over in a gossipy manner and said plausibly: "Brother Shu, isn't there a clue this time? Let's just follow the clues and follow the clues. We might be able to solve a major case and uncover a few big bosses!"
Chen Shu didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He put the washed cup aside and then pretended to regret: "According to what you said before, I must be a fake police officer? Besides, have you heard of any special police officers going out to deal with the problem?
Anti-fraud cases? There won’t be any in the special class.”
Jiang Hai hurriedly explained: "Brother Shu, you are different!"
Chen Chuan twisted the towel and asked, "What's the difference?"
Jiang Hai recalled: "My sister and I used to follow you to solve the case of dismemberment in a steakhouse. I saw this with my own eyes! In the past few days, I have also heard from Brother Chuan that in addition to that case, you have also solved many other cases.
Homicide, nicknamed 'The Book of Conan', is not a detective but a detective!"
Chen Chuan is probably mocking my Conan physique that attracts murder cases.
In the past few years, he has indeed encountered more murder cases than some young detectives.
After wiping his face vigorously several times, Chen Shu put down the towel and stared at himself in the mirror, no longer young.
After thinking for a while, he quietly changed the topic from anti-fraud to criminal investigation: "Don't question those experienced criminal investigators, like our Zhengming Criminal Investigation team leader Ren Guoqing, who was nicknamed 'Zhengming' when he was young.
Master Li, a master of the legal system, solved two cases that are still included in the criminal investigation teaching dictionary of our police academy.
"Their criminal investigation experience and skills are enough for you to learn for many years. Don't get involved with me. I didn't learn "criminal investigation" well in the police academy. As for being able to solve cases after working, most of them are
Luck plays a large part in public security cases. The murders you mentioned were all just a matter of chance when a blind cat hit a dead mouse."
Jiang Hai took a "cut", and this sound was quite similar to Chen Chuan's tone.
Chen Shu walked out of the room silently, leaned on the balcony, and looked at the scenery outside quietly.
After a while, with a hissing sound, Chen Chuan swiped his card and entered the room. He carelessly greeted Chen Shu and went out to drink mutton soup to relieve the fatigue of the journey.
After sniffing the new smell of alcohol in the room, and looking at the dark circles under Chen Chuan's national treasure-level panda eyes, Chen Shu felt that Chen Chuan should have gone to replenish the energy he had spent last night.
When the three of them went out, Chen Shu didn't see Zhu Yiba or Chen Chuanti.
A group of people went to a haggis shop near the hotel, and Chen Chuan still ordered food in a loud voice.
In just a few minutes, a large pot of mutton soup was served.
There was a broken lamb bone in the pot, plus a few pieces of ribs. There seemed to be no seasoning on the soup, you could see the bottom at a glance, and it didn't feel thick enough.
Jiang Hai was young and had no taboos. He directly pointed at the waiter who served the pot and said, "Your soup is so white. Did you make it with bone broth paste and milk?"
The Provincial Police Academy where Jiang Hai studied is located in the university town on the outskirts of the provincial capital. After exiting the school gate, turn left for 100 meters and you will find the famous garbage street in the university town. It contains all kinds of dishes from all over the country, and there is no shortage of mutton soup.
The advantage of Junk Street is that it is cheap and has a large amount of food. For cash-strapped students, this is naturally the best choice for them to have fun and have dinner together after class.
However, just because the price is cheap, the specifications of the food are much different. The store saves what it can in some places where diners can't see it. As long as no one sees it, it counts as a profit.
The waiter had obviously been questioned many times. At this time, he was not anxious to be commented by Jiang Hai in public. He slowly explained: "A few of the customers should be new arrivals. Although our store is small, it has been open for more than ten years. It is near here."
It is also well-known.
"You see, the soup is white. The secret is that sheep brains are added to the old soup. Although the soup is not very thick and does not feel like there is much sheep fat, in fact, the more than ten kilograms of sheep oil in the old pot have been neutralized by the sheep brains.
, so the soup becomes whiter.
"No matter how much I explain, it's better for a few guests to taste it for themselves. You will know the taste as soon as you taste it."
Chen Chuan scooped up a small bowl of soup, ready to taste the freshness and sweetness first, and said, "Haha, I checked it on Dianping before I came here. Your family didn't mention it."
The waiter imitated the costume TV series and cupped his hands and said with a smile: "I still have to rely on the help of the big guys."
Chen Shu asked curiously: "Brother, if you tell us this secret in such a simple way, aren't you afraid that others will learn it from you?"
The waiter shrugged: "Don't believe me, this mutton soup really doesn't have any technology or hard work. Ours has the most natural flavor and no seasoning. There is no MSG or anything like that in our kitchen at all."
Yes, hey, there are salt shakers, pepper, chopped green onion and coriander on the table, you can add them yourself."
Just as he was talking, a large plate of haggis was brought up. It was steaming and very appetizing.
It has to be said that on this slightly chilly morning, Chen Shu was able to drink such a bowl of hot mutton soup with a few mouthfuls of mutton offal. Due to the sacrifice of his colleagues during the Dongzhou anti-X operation some time ago and his meeting with Zhang Yang last night,
I insisted on going to Myanmar and so on. The anger, regret, hostility and troubles accumulated in my heart also disappeared.
Naturally, the tube bone was left to the youngest Jiang Hai. Near the end, he packed a takeaway for Zhu Yiba who was still sleeping soundly in the hotel. It was considered a blessing to share the meal together.