Chapter 356: He Became a Cop Just to Get His Thrills, Didn't He?

How can there be so many merits?

Just on his own, he's received a first-class merit twice!

Are merits really worth so little these days?

Captain Hua stared at his phone screen, for a moment thinking his eyes were playing tricks on him, that what he was seeing wasn't real.

But the clear official seal on it forced him to believe it was all true.

How does it feel like over at that fatty's place, merits are as common as cabbages… Captain Hua couldn't put into words what he was feeling right now.

Over ten years on the force, even though he'd already risen to deputy chief of the squad, he had never once received an individual first-class merit.

The reason was simple…

He'd never cracked a case big enough to earn one.

This kind of merit can't be earned just by putting in years; seniority and merit are two completely different things.

Not only that, this fatty had also received one individual second-class merit.

Collective merits were an even longer string.

Looking at the specific cases, Captain Hua realized he'd still underestimated the guy.

During the trafficking case operation, the other side ended up with seven deaths and three heavy burdens…

One versus ten?

What am I seeing… Captain Hua rubbed his eyes hard.

Damn, today I really broadened my horizons!

Someone who looks so easygoing on the surface, yet is this ruthless!!

No.

"Ruthless" isn't the right word; "decisive" fits better.

In that kind of situation, striking decisively was the most appropriate move—but how many could actually pull it off?

"The individual second-class merit was awarded too low."

After finishing reading the trafficking case, Captain Hua gave his assessment in a soft voice.

Then, as he kept scrolling down, Captain Hua's eyes grew wider and wider.

Two more special cases!

He even took down a top-tier hospital completely…

And didn't let the funeral home off the hook either~

Earlier, when there was a nationwide crackdown on the trafficking of corpses, he'd been wondering why they suddenly started investigating this.

Turns out the root was right here!

Continuing to scroll down…

This cold case is plenty complicated.

Captain Hua had worked his way up from the bottom after all; cracking cases was his specialty. One glance was enough for him to see just how complicated Liu Zhengyang's sudden-death case was.

But Yu Dazhang's file didn't contain a detailed case analysis, only some brief descriptions.

When he finally got to the severed-finger case, Captain Hua's brow furrowed tighter and tighter.

"Twelve plus twelve, plus ten, plus one…"

He muttered to himself while calculating in his head.

All told, thirty-five cases were tangled together.

A case like this can no longer be described by the word "complicated" alone.

Captain Hua couldn't help but run a hypothetical in his mind.

If he himself took the lead in forming a special task force dedicated to cracking that severed-finger case, what would the odds of success be?

He analyzed it objectively and calmly.

No bragging, no bashing—just calling it as it is.

He'd give himself at most a thirty percent chance of cracking it, and even that would have to include a fair share of luck.

Too bad there was no detailed case description, and he had no idea how it was eventually solved.

"I'd really love to see the case file for this one." Captain Hua muttered to himself without realizing it.

As a veteran criminal investigator, whenever he came across an interesting case, he couldn't resist wanting to get to the bottom of it.

Especially a case this rare—it only stirred his curiosity all the more.

Yet another special case!

Captain Hua put down his phone, gazed forward through the car window, and kept replaying the cases he'd just seen in his mind.

So many special cases, and they all ran into this fatty—is that luck?

No.

The cases were right there; only this fatty noticed them.

Nearly every special case was one this fatty had uncovered from a small case.

Why didn't anyone else notice?

That's a matter of ability.

Including the current enslavement case—he dug that out from an unlawful detention case too.

Many people, their whole lives, only ever crack small cases; some never even come across a single big one.

When they look back on their careers, they often lament their bad luck.

Yet they never realize that big cases are often hidden within those seemingly trivial small ones.

It's simply that some people can spot them, while others can only handle small cases.

"Still underestimated him."

Captain Hua had previously only assumed that Yu Dazhang's age and experience didn't match.

But now, taking another look, he was surprised to discover that within the entire N Province, it would probably be hard to find anyone more experienced than Yu Dazhang.

The man alone had handled four special cases, and all of them were successfully cracked.

As the deputy captain of the provincial bureau, he himself hadn't cracked a single special case.

Even more astonishing was that ambush incident.

It was clearly someone else coming to take revenge on him, yet he turned the tables and killed them instead.

Seven foreign military mercenaries…

Not one left — he killed them all.

From another angle, this fatty had only been on the job for a little over half a year, yet nearly twenty people had died at his hands.

Damn, is he a cop just for the thrill of it… That thought popped into Captain Hua's head unbidden.

He'd been a cop for over ten years himself, yet hadn't lived half as eventfully as this fatty had in half a year.

This guy wasn't just a crack case-solving expert — in a sense, he was also a hell-raising demon king.

Although using that word to describe a colleague wasn't quite appropriate, Hua Kaiquan just couldn't help thinking it.

"Achoo~ achoo, achoo~~"

Inside the SUV, Yu Dazhang sneezed several times in a row.

Zhang Sen, sitting in the driver's seat, gripped the steering wheel and tried hard to keep the vehicle steady.

But every time Yu Dazhang sneezed, the SUV would jolt along with it.

"Dazhang, are you sick?" Zhang Sen asked with concern.

"No." Yu Dazhang rubbed his nose:

"Don't know what's going on, my nose keeps feeling itchy."

Then he touched his ear and found the base of it was a bit hot too.

At that moment he was sitting in the back seat, sandwiching Wang Hao between himself and Lu Zhongxin.

"Officer, there's no need to sit squashing me like this, right?"

Wang Hao, squeezed uncomfortably, couldn't help protesting:

"Why don't you go sit in the front passenger seat? If you're not at ease, just cuff me to the roof grab handle — why should the three of us suffer together?"

Pinned in the middle and unable to move, he felt even his breathing wasn't quite smooth.

Actually, the SUV's back seat was quite spacious, but Yu Dazhang's current build took up the space of two people.

That was a bit hard for him to accept.

"It's only a little over an hour's drive — tough it out."

Yu Dazhang didn't feel the slightest discomfort; on the contrary, he felt very reassured inside.

Right now Wang Hao was an important suspect in this case — there could be no slip-ups.

Squeezed is squeezed, it's better than something going wrong.

"You know the purpose of our trip to Jianning, right?" Yu Dazhang asked.

"To catch Zhang Chao." Wang Hao answered without even thinking:

"Use me as bait to lure Zhang Chao out."

What kind of talk is that — how did it end up sounding like entrapment… Yu Dazhang quickly corrected him:

"It's you cooperating with us to carry out the arrest operation. The sooner the other side is caught, the more beneficial it is for you and your family, with no drawbacks."

"Oh… I get it…" Wang Hao said, trying to twist his body as he spoke, and finally said helplessly:

"Officer, just go sit in the front — you're squeezing me too uncomfortably."

(End of chapter)