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Jiang Yuan brought more than thirty people to the Zoumadao Police Station. He only stayed for a few days and sent dozens of talents to the detention center.
The main reason is that the operating modes of various units are similar. Over the years, they have almost formed a fixed method of defrauding money. As long as you catch one problem, you can lead to a chain.
Among them, there is another fugitive who was imprisoned for three years for economic crimes. He developed the skills of using a sewing machine. He ran away when he committed another crime. He was caught again this time. The two cases were merged and he had to spend time in jail.
In 10 years or so, it is estimated that I will be able to develop foundation-level sewing machine skills.
The participants from other eucalyptus institutions are slightly inferior, and only a few can stay in prison for 5 years.
Especially a few young people in the tourist shop. They just graduated and looked for jobs, so they joined the company as sales people. They sang and danced, and were happy and lively, but they didn't make much money. They probably only played dozens of cars of tourists.
In this case, it is very possible to get a suspended sentence.
This round of processing lasted another three days, which was even more tiring than the investigation phase.
The main cost is to keep records for tourists. Most tourists who come to Ningtai only stay for one day. Some get off the train in the morning and leave on the bus in the evening.
In order to target these tourists, the police have to wait on the road where the bus must pass. When they see the confirmed number plate, they will stop them and take notes.
Some buses led by tour guides are filled with public dissatisfaction on the way back, and both parties have begun to curse each other. In this case, the effect of recording transcripts is very good.
But some tour guides are really good people. On the way back in the car, the tourists even sang and danced, and even complained that the police were meddling in their own business and delayed everyone's meal.
Later, the police began to block people in the restaurant, and then took notes separately. But the problem was the same. Many tourists did not suffer any losses. They were afraid of missing their schedule, so they kept urging the police...
That is to say, Jiang Yuan doubled the manpower of Zoumadao Police Station. Otherwise, unknown to others, Director Tan Jingtan would collapse first.
Of course, collapse is not far away now.
After all, he is the old director. Tan Jing's physical fitness allows him to stay up late occasionally and walk ten thousand to twenty thousand steps during the day. This is the limit.
But the current situation is that criminal suspects are constantly being brought in, and many of them have to be tried while they are still hot. At the same time, there are also a lot of cases in the jurisdiction. If there are any conflicts and disputes, people still have to be sent out.
Although Tan Jing does not have to do the hardest and most tiring work, his workload has also greatly increased compared to usual days.
After another day of hard work, Tan Jing walked out of the office door, his feet were weak.
Passing by the big office, I heard the policemen were still busy:
"Where is my pen? Who took my pen?"
"Lend me a pen..."
"Where's the ink pad?"
"Where's my cap badge?"
Hearing the familiar voice, Tan Jing felt slightly relaxed.
"Tan Suo is off work?" Jiang Yuan came out from behind and greeted.
Tan Jing felt a little embarrassed for no reason. Although it was indeed time to get off work, as the director of the police station, he faced the guest Jiang Yuan...
"Just come out and take a look. If nothing happens, I'm going to go back." Tan Jing expressed the fact that he was going to get off work tactfully.
"I'm going to invite you all to dinner, will Tan and Police come with you?" Jiang Yuan didn't care whether Tan Jing was off duty or not. He was already familiar with the policemen at Zoumadao Police Station. It was more convenient for him to use them when the director was away.
Tan Jing naturally wanted to go home, but when Jiang Yuan said this, he could only laugh twice and said: "You should be the one we invited to dinner."
"Come on, your office's account is going to be negative this month." Jiang Yuan did not use the funds of the Zoumadao Police Station.
But how can a small police station afford the expenses of a fatal investigation? Now that Chai Tong is no longer in charge, the Zouma Road Police Station can persist until now.
Tan Jing didn't know whether to be happy or worried. He sighed and said, "I can't talk about money, my head hurts."
"Let's roast beef tonight." Jiang Yuan smiled and added, "It's a personal treat. The cows in my pasture are going to be slaughtered. My dad will bring them to my house first to give everyone a taste and give you some advice."
"How can this be so embarrassing..."
"It's okay. Come when you have time. Don't force yourself if you don't have time." Jiang Yuan waved his hand and left for get off work.
He went home early today because he had to cook.
Ever since Comrade Jiang Fuzhen started the tradition of cooking meat, Jiang Yuan would cook from time to time, but he cooked it more for dogs and less for humans.
This time is actually the same. Among the invited guests, the real protagonist is Da Zhuang, but others don't know it.
Jiang Yuan also added +1 to the temporary skill that had not been used in the past few days, and added it to Dog Rice (LV5).
The LV6 level dog rice gradually took shape right in front of Da Zhuang.
Compared with LV5 dog rice, LV6 dog rice takes into consideration the issues of style and seasonality.
The ingredients selected are not only fresh, but also seasonal products at that time, and some adjustments were made taking into account the needs of the police dogs.
Moreover, unlike many dog owners who always like to buy some high-priced foods, such as steaks, lamb chops, salmon and the like, the ingredients chosen by Jiang Yuan are relatively low-priced overall and are also cattle products.
The ones are beef heart, liver and other parts.
The low price of these cow offal does not mean that its nutritional content is poor. On the other hand, the high price of food represents human preferences, which are completely different from dog preferences.
Adhering to this concept, Jiang Yuan quickly cooked a large pot of dog rice with cheap ingredients but delicious smell and look.
The moment the lid was opened, there were not only dogs but also many people watching near the open-air stove.
The police dogs barked excitedly.
Jiang Yuan was watched by so many people and dogs, so he thought about it and heated up the oil again, making a pot full of Uncle Seventeen's fried rice.
Several large pots of rice were soaked with five or six eggs and put into a large wrought iron pot with only a little oil. The color instantly turned golden and the taste was perfect.
People who were attracted by the dog rice were shocked to see Jiang Yuan's operation.
"I can't blame Jiangfu Town for being rich. Jiang Yuan is really saving money!"
"The vegetables he steamed were all made from cow's water."
"The fried rice is the same as the one made in the 17th century. The ingredient list is so clean."
Of course, it was always the dogs who wanted to show off the most. Many off-duty police dogs, including Da Zhuang, could not help but bark a few times to relieve their expectations.
Jiang Yuan asked people to share the rice with the dogs, and at the same time scooped up fried rice and shared it with everyone.
The police officers from the police station who were off duty were almost in tears as they ate.
"It would be great if Captain Jiang stayed. He could teach us more techniques." A young policeman from the police station sighed while rolling fried rice.
Mu Zhiyang chuckled: "Even if I teach you the skills, do you plan to eat fried rice every day?"
“The fried rice is delicious.”
Mu Zhiyang curled his lips and said: "You think well. Unless there is a fatal situation, Captain Jiang will still have to go back in most cases."
While he was talking, Jiang Yuan's cell phone rang.
"The restaurant is dead." After Jiang Yuan made a brief phone call, he put down the meat skewers in his hand.
