Jiang Yuan was awakened by the early crowing rooster, and was stunned for several seconds. Suddenly, he felt like he had reversed time and space and returned to the foot of Wulong Mountain.
At that time, he was still an innocent young man. He thought that if he went up the mountain and used the exquisite LV4 crime scene investigation skills, he could find some trace evidence. If he was lucky, he could also pick out some fingerprints, and maybe he would be able to successfully kill the eucalyptus.
The child was broken.
It was just a day after eating thirty or forty big roosters, and there were already more than twenty lives listed in the file.
It's equivalent to wiping out two and a half hiking teams.
I even fought for my life!
To be honest, Jiang Yuan graduated from the Department of Forensic Medicine of the Medical University. The most feared occupational death modes are that the first is being infected by a corpse, the second is being wiped by the murderer who returns to the crime scene, and the third is taking too much Fu.
Formaldehyde in malin can cause cancer.
Jiang Yuan had never thought of this mode of shooting.
It all relied on the strength of my teammates, it was thrilling and exciting, and I still feel a little scared when I think about it.
My heartbeat was trembling.
Jiang Yuan took out his cell phone and sent a WeChat greeting to Mu Zhiyang, thanking his teammates for their sacrifice and keeping him safe.
When I got up and left the bedroom, I saw my father walking out the door with sleepy eyes.
"Dad." Jiang Yuan shouted.
"Yes." Jiang Fuzhen looked at his son and then looked out the window, just in time to hear the rooster crow again.
Jiang Fuzhen walked to the window, took another look, then looked at Jiang Yuan, and asked, "Do you want to eat rooster?"
Jiang Yuan hesitated for a moment and said, "Breakfast? It's too late."
"It's delicious to stir-fry chicken legs." Jiang Fuzhen said, taking out his mobile phone and making a call: "Lao Liu, is it you who made the rooster that crows? I know it's used for ancestor worship, but you also made too many.
Now, kill a big one, I’ll go over and get two legs later and fry them for breakfast.”
When the person on the other end of the phone responded, Jiang Fuzhen went into the bathroom, washed his face twice, and ordered Jiang Yuandao: "Go and heat up the pot. I'll get the chicken and come back."
"Oh." Jiang Yuan responded, turned around and entered the kitchen. When he came out, he could clearly hear the chicken crow outside the window changing significantly.
For breakfast, Jiang Yuan got stir-fried chicken legs with green chili peppers, steamed buns and red chili sauce.
There is no woman in charge of the house, so the two men each make a cup of tea and eat steamed buns, which are delicious.
The community was quiet, and I never heard a rooster crow.
At around 7 o'clock, one after another teams were shouting to set off.
When it comes to ancestor worship, Jiangcun people are all professional.
Especially in the past ten years, with the process of demolition, every household has actually had nothing to do. However, the importance of ancestor worship has been continuously heightened.
From once a year, to twice a year, to worshiping whenever possible. The division of labor and cooperation between the shopkeepers of each house in ancestor worship are also constantly increasing.
What each household does and what they want to do happens every few years, and it is clearly assigned and fought for in advance.
This year, the only thing that has changed is that Uncle Seventeen and Aunt Seventeen are no longer there, so some slight adjustments have been made.
9 o'clock in the morning.
Laojiang Village, Jiang Family Ancestral Hall.
The ancestor worship ceremony officially began.
First, the grandfathers and grandmothers in costumes danced with strange steps.
Then, several elders stood in the front row and offered sacrifices to their ancestors.
A big rooster, a sheep, and a big fat pig.
Immediately afterwards, two groups of newlyweds, wearing bright red wedding dresses and red headscarves, arrived in front of the ancestral hall.
This is a young man who took the opportunity to worship his ancestors and got married.
In most cases, these are young people who have already received certificates and even held weddings. However, the omen of ancestor worship is very good, and the villagers are also happy to have someone to celebrate the wedding.
After this set was completed, it was already 10 o'clock. The third grandfather looked at the time and shouted "The number one scholar worships his ancestors", and someone pushed Jiang Yuan up.
Also going up there was the plaque of the home of the second-class hero.
Then, Third Grandpa asked Jiang Yuan to wear the medal of second-class merit, burn three sticks of incense, and announce the good news to his ancestors.
Jiang Yuan obeyed obediently.
Amid the smoke, Jiang Yuan's mood was unusually calm.
Suddenly, I wanted to pay my respects seriously.
This time I went out, this second-class merit medal itself carried the aura of death. Just like those dead travel companions, no one really wanted to die.
A simple, ordinary outing to another place has turned into a journey to the end of life.
Death is often closer and more sudden than everyone thinks.
The last ceremony was for someone to place the small plaque of "Second Class Meriter", about 30 centimeters long, on the top of the foyer in front of the ancestral hall.
Looking up, the ceiling of the foyer, which is about more than 100 square meters, is already filled with various plaques, and some plaques even cover up the small plaques of the previous generation.
The most eye-catching plaque among them is undoubtedly the four-character plaque "Born as a Jinshi", which is 3 meters long and 2 meters wide, with a maroon background and is placed in the middle of the main beam.
The third grandfather stamped his feet, raised his head and said, "When our Jiang family has more talents, we will expand this foyer and put a few more plaques to give an explanation to future generations."
The young people around him agreed enthusiastically and enthusiastically.
But everyone knows that after returning home, what these people do most is provide consumption power for the motherland.
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Afternoon.
Jiang Yuan took the key to the Raptor from the key cabinet, drove it out of the underground garage downstairs of his house, and went directly to the canteen of the community. He loaded two boxes of boiled red eggs into the rear bucket, and after thinking about it, he took some more
The remaining incense sticks from the ancestor worship ceremony, I ordered a few more Chinese sticks, and then headed to the work unit.
He has a holiday, but it would be noisy if he stayed at home, so he might as well come over directly.
He arrived at the parking lot with familiarity. Because he arrived late and the location was a little far away, Jiang Yuan called Wang Zhong and said with a smile: "Brother Zhong, I brought some eggs over here. Do you want to come and move them together?"
"Hey, Jiang Yuan, you're back. Just in time, I wanted to come down and stretch my legs." Wang Zhong responded, and the sound of pushing a chair came from the phone.
After a while, Wang Zhong ran down, looking very happy.
Jiang Yuan stood on the carriage and waved, then brought out a box of red eggs and said, "I've been on a business trip for a long time, so I'll get some red eggs for everyone."
"There is nothing wrong with the red eggs prepared by the forensic doctor." Wang Zhong laughed, looked at Jiang Yuan again, and said: "Brother Jiang, just call me if you have anything to do in the future. You will kill all the fingerprint police in Shannan Province this time."
If you wear it, who would have imagined it. With 10 fatalities, you don’t know how much Drool Team Huang drools in a day.”
"The fingerprints I made in the fingerprint battle don't count as our team's?" Jiang Yuan raised his eyebrows.
"Forget it, it's not a full score, we can't share it." Wang Zhong picked up a box of hard-boiled red eggs and walked as fast as flying.
Jiang Yuan also carried a box, took Zhonghua with him, followed Wang Zhong, put the box down in the hall, and said to the policeman in charge of the service desk: "These are the red eggs I brought over, you can take whatever you want."
eat."
"Oh, okay." The policeman was still a little stunned.
Wang Zhong carried the box and said: "This is Jiang Yuan, the forensic doctor of our bureau. I reported on the previous fingerprint battle. The only one who got 10 fatalities in the competition."
Jiang Yuan arched his hands and led Zhonghua upstairs.
In the office.
Wu Jun put the armchair at the end and was taking a nap.
Jiang Yuan stopped Wang Zhong's plan to wake him up, opened a box of Chinese medicine, lit it, and waved it in the air a few times.
Wu Jun's eyes slowly opened.
"Are you dreaming?" When Wu Jun saw Jiang Yuan holding a lit China in his hand, he felt double happiness but unbelievable.
"Master, I'm back to work." Jiang Yuan handed the Zhonghua to Wu Jun.
Wu Jun smashed the bar twice, and he was sober. He sat up and said, "Good boy, you are willing to come back."
"I was called by Director Liu of the Provincial Department and was delayed." Jiang Yuan explained.
"Well, Wu Longshan Savage, I finally asked you to make a series of hunter murderers. It's good to be back so soon. I saw the report, more than twenty people died?" Wu Jun is also always concerned about the situation on Jiang Yuan's side.
of.
Jiang Yuan nodded and said: "The trial hasn't been completed yet, it's probably more than that."
"Did you eat red eggs?"
"Eat. I even brought a lot of them here." Jiang Yuan couldn't help but laugh.
"Eat two more, and I'll eat one too." Wu Jun knocked on the egg shells and asked again: "Did you cross the fire?"
"not yet."
"Well, I'll cross one later, do you want to order some yellow paper?"
Jiang Yuan was dumbfounded: "You still have yellow paper."
"When I encounter more than two corpses, I usually just use yellow paper." Wu Jun said, taking out a stack of yellow paper from the bottom drawer, taking out a Xuande stove from under the radiator, and locked the office door.
, placed it in the middle and lit it up: "I've done both at once, it's a new era, let's be more efficient."
Jiang Yuan did as he was told, but he had doubts about the new era Wu Jun said.
When the office door opened again, police officers from all over the place who had received the news came to look at the peep show, of course, in name only to say hello.
For a small place like Ningtai County, let alone 10 fatal cases, each one is a huge event.
Jiang Yuan also visited several offices on the fourth floor and solemnly presented red eggs.
As a member of the Criminal Division Squadron, Jiang Yuan is still very willing to improve the relationship between colleagues.
After being sent all the way to the imaging office, Jiang Yuan saw an interesting scene.
Two police officers are trying their best to help a young lady who is probably the victim search for road videos. They probably want a clearer image of the face. However, the pixels of the surveillance videos in Ningtai County are generally low. They want to find a
Images with higher definition are quite difficult.
This is actually a common phenomenon. Although there are more and more surveillance videos in China, they are all installed at different times. Moreover, the cost of high-definition cameras is several times that of ordinary cameras, and they are installed at important road sections and bayonet points.
Furthermore, the camera is exposed outdoors, exposed to wind, sun and rain, and faces various tests of light changes and environmental changes. It is normal for the camera to be unclear.
Police officers who do picture detective work usually find a few clear images among a large number of unclear images, and they can often crack the picture.
And for Jiang Yuan, who had just upgraded to LV5 image enhancement, wasn't this a coincidence?
