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Chapter 120: Fatherly Love Like a Mountain

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*Clap clap clap clap. *

Enthusiastic applause sounded throughout the venue, making the faces of the row of people standing on the podium flush.

Jiang Yuan was arranged in the middle of the podium, with Mu Mu Zhiyang on his left, the young sniper from the armed police on his right, and Zhu Zhu Huanguang on the side.

The young sniper's cheeks were flushed to the color of braised pork.

He was at most twenty-one or twenty-two years old. If he hadn't joined the army, he would have just graduated from college at this time, just stepping into the life of looking for a job, renting a house, and having his dignity trampled on.

But because he hit Old Hu with one shot and saved Mu Mu Zhiyang, he received a Second-Class Merit award, and his life had undergone a huge change.

The most basic point is that if he wants to retire, he is qualified for job placement. That is, retirement will have an establishment, which is a favorable condition that ordinary soldiers find difficult to obtain.

Mu Mu Zhiyang's cheeks were pale to the bone.

He doesn't even want to recall the scene of being injured now.

The fierce bandit leader and the flying bullets were terrifying. Looking at his wounds in the mirror, Mu Mu Zhiyang felt even more scared.

This time, it was really thanks to the decisiveness of the young armed police soldier on the other side. If he had been half a second late, or hit a little off, Mu Mu Zhiyang would definitely have been hit by the subsequent 9mm bullets until he smoked.

Off the stage.

Including the leaders from the ministry, they were all looking up at Jiang Yuan and the others.

At the very least, at this moment, the ceremony was a guarantee to give them all the spotlights.

A leader from the provincial bureau hung a Second-Class Merit medal on Jiang Yuan. This is a copper-yellow medal with the national emblem as the base, with five five-pointed stars in the middle, and a five-colored ribbon of blue, yellow, white, and red hanging on it.

The appearance of the medal was slightly earthy, but the sense of age and honor it brought made Jiang Yuan feel full and secure.

At the same time, a system prompt also popped up in front of Jiang Yuan:

Reward: Personal Second-Class Merit

Reward content: Image Enhancement Technology 5 (can be changed)

Jiang Yuan quickly understood that the Image Enhancement Technology 3 obtained from the last personal commendation had been overwritten by the Image Enhancement Technology 5.

He tentatively clicked on the bracket on the right, and sure enough, saw a row of options:

Criminal Image Technology 4

Document Examination Technology 4

Trace Examination Technology 4

The arrangement is the same as last time, the difference is that the technical levels have all become 4, and if you choose more detailed items, you will get 5.

Clearly, if Jiang Yuan wants to change the reward skills obtained, there is at least one opportunity now.

Jiang Yuan hesitated for a while and didn't make any changes.

How easy Image Enhancement Technology is to use, he has already experienced it. And for this era, image investigation is really a big killer for solving cases. Previously in the mountains, it was a bit useless, but in the city, the use is really too great.

Moreover, how strong is the level 5 technology, let's use it first.

Exploring until now, Jiang Yuan has a relatively clear understanding of the level difference from 1 to 5.

The most basic level 1 technology is about the knowledge that a qualified professional should master. In terms of the entire professional system, it is an entry level, but compared to ordinary people, it is already a very capable professional level.

As far as it goes, level 1 fingerprint technology slightly exceeds Wang Zhong's ability.

2 is the skill level possessed by high-level professionals in a city. Within the entire professional system, it is in the upper-middle level and is an absolute backbone force.

In terms of criminal investigation technology, the first-class level of a general county bureau or city bureau floats around 2.

3 is a provincial-level expert figure, already first-class in the entire industry. Most experts participating in the fingerprint battle should have level 3 fingerprint-related levels. And Zhu Zhu Huanguang, who won the Third-Class Merit, has a level slightly higher than 3.

And 4 is already provincial-level top, national-level level. For a certain technology, it can be said to be very proficient. Zhu Zhu Huanguang is a little higher than that. Or rather, when he participates in the fingerprint battle organized by the ministry, the high-level experts inside should have level 4 level.

Reaching 5, it is the top national level. For that skill alone, it is already an international-level expert, the level of an industry master, and it belongs to the existence of a phoenix feather and unicorn horn in the country or any country.

Jiang Yuan could have chosen a wider range of technologies this time, such as level 4 Criminal Image Technology, but considering the differences in technical levels, Jiang Yuan still prioritized choosing a smaller range but higher-level Image Enhancement Technology.

When the next time comes to receive an award for meritorious service, we can choose then.

Jiang Yuan thought very simply and directly.

For him now, ordinary cases within the shooting range can be solved by any method. Instead, it is the difficult cases that need to be attacked.

The award ceremony ended, and it was the formal swearing-in rally.

The awards in the police system are always like this. Unless it is a hero-model level, it is either a small-scale celebration or a ride on the ceremony of various large meetings.

For leaders, awarding police officers who have performed meritorious service in the opening session of such a ceremony is also a very uplifting thing.

The so-called swearing-in rally is nothing more than to clarify a few questions: What are we going to do? Why do it this way? What impact will doing so have on the country, society, collective, and individuals?

Sometimes, some leaders will also openly explain the conditions for rewards and punishments, including the amount of travel expenses subsidized, etc.

Decomposing this whole process, it is actually about the same as forensic anthropology.

The swearing-in rally ended, and police cars carried police officers from various counties, districts, and city bureaus to the new battlefield.

The police officers organized this time are mostly in the economic investigation aspect.

The five-person group is involved in a large number of economic cases, which will be the focus of this round of investigation.

Homicides are still in the stage of deep digging. The criminal police of the interrogation group are like going to work, interrogating the other four people besides Old Hu on time. Digging out information bit by bit, inch by inch.

Chen Chen Deling and others are currently involved in the deaths of more than 20 people. In terms of criminal cases, they have already reached the top. Instead, in economic cases, they still have a certain resistance.

And from the perspective of the police, homicides are certainly important, but the effort has been used up. Now even if 1,000 more people are sent out, they can't find additional corpses. And in terms of the difficulty and breadth of the entire series of cases, economic cases are afraid that they will have to be done for a long time.

Jiang Yuan's mission ended, and he returned. He was originally following Liu Liu Jinghui to do the "Wu Long Mountain Wild Man Case." Now that Li Li Sanqiu's case has been solved, the remaining work doesn't need him.

Hitching a ride with Wei Zhengguo back to Ningtai County, it was already evening.

Jiang Yuan didn't notify anyone and carried his bag home by himself.

Entering the residential area, when he walked to the entrance of the small supermarket, Jiang Yuan habitually lingered for a while, but found that there were unusually few people chatting today.

"Old Uncle. Auntie." Jiang Yuan greeted them broadly.

Several people who were chatting looked over in surprise:

"Jiang Yuan is back?"

"Alive and kicking?"

"That's not nonsense."

Jiang Yuan listened to their local dialect and was also confused, just smiled and said: "I'll go back first."

"Go back, go back." The Jiang villagers in front of the small supermarket waved one hand and started taking out their phones with the other.

By the time Jiang Yuan got home, he saw that the room of several hundred square meters was already full of people.

Everyone was sitting, standing, walking back and forth, and there were all kinds of food and drinks on several tables, everyone chatting and laughing.

Jiang Yuan was shocked. What is this?

Having a banquet?

Fortunately, Jiangfuzhen appeared soon, pulled Jiang Yuan in, and patted his shoulder hard a few times.

"Jiang Yuan, well done!"

"Yuanzi, amazing, amazing!"

The villagers in the living room were already praising him.

Their language was simple, but their emotions were full.

For the Jiang villagers, Jiang Yuan's appearance did fill a layer of regret for them.

As a famous rich village in Shannan Province, among the rich people, the Jiang villagers didn't have any obvious achievements or accomplishments besides wealth.

The atmosphere of eating, drinking, and waiting to die is very common among young people. It is the age of twenty-something when they should produce results. Boys think about racing, and girls think about marrying the ball chief after losing 20 pounds.

Although the Jiang villagers didn't care so much about others' comments, Jiang Yuan's appearance still filled their inner void well.

I, Jiang Village, am a village of national Second-Class Merit heroes.

"Alright, Jiang Yuan is back, so we'll go pay respects to the ancestors tomorrow morning." Third Grandpa clapped his hands, settling the matter.

Jiang Yuan understood a little, but also didn't quite understand, so he could only ask his old man: "This is..."

"Celebrating you becoming a second-class merit recipient." Jiangfuzhen laughed out loud.

"That doesn't warrant going as far as paying respects to the ancestors, does it?"

Jiangfuzhen said earnestly: "It does, you earned this with your life."

Jiang Yuan recalled a bit and said: "It wasn't that dangerous, though one of my colleagues got shot."

The most dangerous moment was actually when exchanging fire with Old Hu, but honestly, it didn't have to be that dangerous originally; it was mainly because everyone was a novice. Not only were the young Jiang Yuan and Mu Mu Zhiyang novices, but Wei Zhengguo and Wen Ming were also novices when it came to gunfights.

Even Huang Huang Qiangmin, who arranged the deployment and traps, was a novice. The armed police were slightly better, but Zhou Gang, who came that day, and the soldiers he led hadn't actually experienced a real gunfight either.

Jiang Yuan felt that if he encountered a similar situation in the future, it shouldn't be that dangerous anymore.

Jiangfuzhen couldn't help but slap his son: "How much more dangerous do you want it to be? Sending a funeral portrait to your dad?"

"It wouldn't come to that—"

"That's enough."

"No, I just feel like paying respects to ancestors and all that—"

"Everyone will have a lively time, it just so happens that our Jiang Village hasn't had a big event in a long time." Jiangfuzhen interrupted Jiang Yuan, his eyes widening.

Jiang Yuan felt as if he saw a line of text written on his old man's head: Today's balance of fatherly love is insufficient.

"Then I'll go back and rest first." Jiang Yuan returned to his room obediently.

Buzz.

Upon entering the room, Jiang Yuan's phone vibrated.

Opening it and scanning it, he saw a text message: "Your account 2085 received RMB 【amount】 from payer: Jiangfuzhen, account ending in: 1937."

Father cashed out the remaining bit of fatherly love for today, tsk.

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