Chapter 453: Then You Must Pick Female Disciples

The bureau chief personally packed up a lot of tea leaves and fruit for Chen Fan, loading them into big and small parcels, and only then did he feel at ease.

The case was solved, but Chen Fan's methods were hard to fathom, and the interesting thing was that on this matter, the concept was only kept vague and never brought out into the open.

Just as Chen Fan had said, if during a livestream someone was arrested, and a person drove their car and rammed a suspect to death, then would that count as breaking the law, or not?

On this point, the law actually protects the public quite well.

Moreover, even if there really were a lawsuit for compensation, in the end it would only be the police side paying it.

The bureau chief even thought of many other cases — a person went to a village to steal a cow, and then an old man in the village discovered it and caught the thief.

Originally they planned to hand him over to the police, but then some thugs in the village thought that wasn't good enough, so a few of them tied the man up and bound him to a stake.

They beat him, beat him for three days, the man was already dead, and those few were still hitting him.

How would you handle this case?

In the end they could only arrest those thugs, but this matter would cause a huge stir, so in the end they could only handle it under different charges.

But in reality, a taxi driver helping the police catch a criminal.

Or, on the roadside, seeing the police chasing someone, and driving straight into them.

Then, what if the fleeing suspect was someone you personally held a grudge against?

Someone you had a vendetta with.

The story, in fact, has begun to twist again.

But for Chen Fan, none of this mattered anymore — the person had already been caught, and there was no point worrying over things that hadn't happened.

No point being upset, no point fretting.

The next day, everyone got up as usual and watched the livestream. The police announced that the suspect had been caught, and gave Chen Fan a certain commendation.

But they didn't mention the specific details of the arrest.

Those who knew Chen Fan well understood — it was almost certainly some method too bizarre to believe.

Changing into his clothes, Chen Fan went straight to the forensic medical college with the bureau chief, ready to pick his own students.

They were all graduates, really, but Chen Fan had the priority right of selection.

Here, several big shots sat together, and Chen Fan was the youngest.

So young he looked even more callow than some of the big shots' own students.

Everyone looked at Chen Fan.

Chen Fan, wearing his police uniform with a proud face, stood proudly beside the bureau chief, as if to say, "What are you looking at, you all — hey, I'm a First-Class Police Superintendent now."

"I'm even of higher rank than some of you big shots."

"When it's time to pick people later, be quick about it, hurry up."

Chen Fan said, "Got it, got it… let me look at the files."

One student after another walked in, standing before this group of big shots and laying out some of their experience.

Actually, most forensic doctors are assigned through allocation, but special positions require screening, and moreover, if you want to enter certain special forensic institutes, you need to show what you've got yourself.

Although they're all civil servants, this time they need to be chosen by others.

"Hello everyone, I'm…"

The male student was giving his relevant introduction.

Chen Fan glanced at the files, tossed them aside, and said, "You all pick, nothing new here."

Everyone stared at Chen Fan.

The bureau chief said, 'Watch your tone when you speak — the way you're talking is very discouraging to people.'

"The kid's qualifications are fine, and he has experience too, but what's the point? Our unit isn't short on those things — I've got top students here, I've got experience here too, so what would our unit want with these?"

Seemed like that was really the case.

A director on one side said, {"I think the kid's pretty good."

Here, Chen Fan kept looking through the files as one person after another came in for the screening.

But no matter how he looked, no matter how he screened, none of them felt right.