[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-the-nation-s-forensic-medical-examiner":3,"chapter-the-nation-s-forensic-medical-examiner-the-nation-s-forensic-medical-examiner-chapter-119":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","The Nation's Forensic Medical Examiner",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},2326814,4551,"Chapter 119: The Box","the-nation-s-forensic-medical-examiner-chapter-119",119,"\u003Cp>Jiangcun Community\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Duddu.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The car horn sounded twice in front of the community gate, then the passenger in the front passenger seat got out and began speaking with the guard.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Jiangcun residents loitering in front of the small supermarket naturally shifted their conversation to this.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Cars aren’t allowed inside the community—outsiders just never understand. We’ve got so many kids here; what if one gets hit?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No worries, today’s guard is Uncle Nineteen—he’ll probably get scolded.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“He should be scolded. Back then, when you couldn’t afford a car, you’d drive into the village just to show off. Now, with how things are, driving in every day is just annoying…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just as they were speaking, the community gate opened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Two cars drove in one after the other.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Jiangcun residents gathered in front of the supermarket turned to look—and saw two police cars.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Something happened?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Instantly, the group in front of the supermarket couldn’t stand still anymore—everyone pulled out their phones, taking photos, recording videos, asking questions in the group chat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The police cars drove slowly, coming to a halt in front of the convenience store, where a neatly dressed officer stepped out and smiled: “Excuse me, which way is Jiang Yuan’s house?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hua Sheng stepped forward, sizing him up: “You’re looking for Jiang Yuan? He’s not home.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“We don’t need Jiang Yuan—we just need his father.” The officer smiled in reply.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hua Sheng eyed him suspiciously: “Who are you? Do you have identification?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“We’re from the Municipal Public Security Bureau’s Political Department. I’m Qi Shanwei, here’s my ID.” The officer, with a kindness rarely seen in Jiangcun, faced the chaotic barrage of questions from the supermarket crowd.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Without warning, Hua Sheng’s mind suddenly flashed a scene: a police officer or soldier in uniform, face filled with sympathy, pushing out a wooden box, saying, “You raised a fine son—the people thank you…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As she was lost in these thoughts, another officer stepped out from the second car, carrying from the back seat a red-covered object that looked exactly like a wooden box.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hua Sheng’s head slammed like a hammer blow—panic surged, and she blurted out: “Has Jiang Yuan died?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qi Shanwei froze, quickly saying: “No, no—he was commended!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hua Sheng blinked: “Commended and died?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Jiang Yuan died?” The woman in the back seat hadn’t heard clearly and screamed out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A silence fell over the supermarket crowd, then erupted into a chorus of shouts:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Dead?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Jiang Yuan’s dead?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“How did he just die like that? Wasn’t he a cop?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“That’s why he died—he became a cop! I’m asking in the group!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What do we do now? Jiangfuzhen has so many houses—who’ll inherit them?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The murmurs in front of the supermarket triggered even larger debates online.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Jiangjia Village group chat flooded faster than ever before.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kind-hearted Qi Shanwei was stunned, his face darkening as he shouted: “No one died! He was commended! Commended!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“How can you be commended if you didn’t die?” a woman in the back shouted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everyone nodded in agreement.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qi Shanwei felt his mind shatter—he’d been working in political affairs for years promoting “preferential treatment for police,” but he’d never encountered anything like this.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You don’t have to die to be commended!” Qi Shanwei shouted loudly: “Listen to me, everyone—just listen!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Did he get disabled?” That same woman shouted again, completely derailing Qi Shanwei’s train of thought.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No death, no disability—he was commended purely because he solved cases brilliantly!” Qi Shanwei shouted it three times before the women and old men in front of the store finally began to understand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then Hua Sheng screamed again: “The group chat is already starting to collect money—what do we do?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“How much should we give? Is one number enough?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Jiang Ge is dead, and you’re only giving one number? Are you even human?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qi Shanwei’s head was utterly destroyed, shattered into pieces—he sighed helplessly: “Do you have Jiang Yuan’s father’s phone number or WeChat? Let’s inform him first—we’ll go up now.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He shouted again, and his fellow officers quickly draped him in red ribbons and decorations, while the youngest officer from the Political Department carried the wooden box containing the medals, following closely behind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The final two officers locked the cars, picked up their military horns, and began to play.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Jiangcun residents, already frantically scrolling through their group chat, now heard the horns and all stuck their heads out, pouring out of their buildings.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Some, as they stepped out of their building entrances, still wore expressions of grief.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Jiang Yuan?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Has Jiang Yuan passed away?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What a good kid Jiang Yuan was.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qi Shanwei snapped back to reality and bellowed: “Comrade Jiang Yuan is in good health, free of illness or injury, and has been commended on the front line!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everyone there was from the Political Department—their awareness was high, and they quickly echoed: “Comrade Jiang Yuan is in good health, free of illness or injury, and has been commended on the front line!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The wailing of the Jiangcun residents was silenced, and gradually, they calmed down.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Not dead?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Guess he really isn’t dead.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Has anyone called Jiang Yuan?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Oh no, let’s hurry and see how Jiangfuzhen is doing—don’t let him panic!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The crowd nervously followed Qi Shanwei, asking what medal, what award.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The group chat updated in real time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qi Shanwei finally exhaled—he thought: Finally, things are back to normal.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The military horns blared loudly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qi Shanwei marched with solemn steps and knocked on Jiang Yuan’s door.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Fuzhen, who had just woken up a few minutes ago, was roused by villagers and didn’t even understand what was happening—he wiped his face and stepped out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qi Shanwei asked: “Excuse me, are you Jiang Fuzhen, Jiang Yuan’s father?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Fuzhen nodded: “Yes, I am.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hello, Uncle, we’re from the Municipal Public Security Bureau’s Political Department—we’ve come to deliver good news!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qi Shanwei snapped a sharp salute, and behind him, the military horns played another burst of music.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Jiangcun residents who had trailed along, listening all the way, now understood—they nodded vigorously, like young people at a music festival, swaying to the rhythm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Fuzhen stared, dumbfounded, whispering: “Good news?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The horns fell silent. Qi Shanwei opened his mouth just as the Jiangcun crowd, in perfect unison, shouted: “Comrade Jiang Yuan is in good health, free of illness or injury, and has been commended on the front line!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Fuzhen: “Oh.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qi Shanwei’s head throbbed again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then Jiang Fuzhen asked: “What’s going on?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qi Shanwei quickly straightened his expression: “We’ve come to deliver good news.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Behind him, a horn player pulled out his phone and began recording.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“One person’s merit brings honor to the whole family. Congratulations, Uncle—your son, Comrade Jiang Yuan, fought continuously for fourteen days during the fingerprint campaign in Shannan Province, matching ten homicide fingerprints and eight other cold cases. He brought justice to the dead and comfort to the victims’ families, upholding justice and restoring social fairness. On behalf of the Qinghe City Public Security Bureau, I extend my congratulations.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As Qi Shanwei spoke, he lifted the red cloth, revealing the plaque beneath.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qi Shanwei turned slowly, ensuring all relatives and neighbors could see.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Second-Class Meritorious Family,” someone read aloud.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qi Shanwei nodded, then turned to Jiang Fuzhen: “This plaque was made by our bureau—may we hang it on your door?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Of course, of course,” Jiang Fuzhen, still bewildered, stepped aside to make room.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The young man behind pulled out a drill, whirred a few times, and mounted the plaque on the Jiang family’s door.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Below the plaque, last year’s Spring Festival couplets still hadn’t been removed—the horizontal banner read exactly: “Accumulate Virtue, Practice Goodness.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Uncle, here’s a set of health check vouchers from the bureau. Take them—when you have time, go to the designated hospital for a checkup. Your good health lets Comrade Jiang Yuan work with peace of mind.” Qi Shanwei then pulled out a large red envelope and handed it to Jiang Fuzhen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Fuzhen had seen many fine things in his life, but now, holding Qi Shanwei’s red envelope, he was utterly stunned—his hands trembled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Is my son really alright?” Jiang Fuzhen asked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“He’s perfectly fine,” Qi Shanwei said, half-laughing, half-crying.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“We’re doing this to honor heroes’ families—you’ll know for sure once we call him.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“We should’ve called sooner,” Jiang Fuzhen’s heart finally settled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“And here’s a banner,” Qi Shanwei laughed again, pulling out another banner inscribed: “Solved Cases with Lightning Speed, Relieved the People’s Worries.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Fuzhen finally understood—he took the banner, overcome with emotion, his lips quivering, then managed to say one word: “Good.”\u003C\u002Fp>",1423,"2026-06-20T18:55:00.150Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","04b4d1361bb66e1cad9f077c317a555f2814319e79becc43c5daf09af904c320","the-nation-s-forensic-medical-examiner-chapter-120","the-nation-s-forensic-medical-examiner-chapter-118",1000,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fthe-nation-s-forensic-medical-examiner-cover.jpg"]