Chapter 227

Early morning.

After a full meal, Jiang Yuan, Wu Jun, Wu Wu Junhao, and Huang Huang Qiangmin and others stood together in front of the restaurant waiting for the car.

The wind in Qinghe City felt softer than the wind in Ningtai County, sliding on the face, disappearing before it could be savored, and then sweeping over again after a while.

If Qinghe City were a long-legged beauty, this wind would be like a lingering dance, tempting the heartstrings and making people's hearts itch.

If Qinghe City were a sturdy man, this wind would be... a bit disgusting.

The few people standing on the steps were all lost in thought in the wind; the fatigue from the inside out made everyone feel extra tired.

The burglary case turned into a homicide case, and it was a blood case with two corpses, which was quickly solved by Jiang Yuan; otherwise, Huang Huang Qiangmin would have regretted stabbing himself twice.

"Captain Huang." A Mercedes-Benz stopped in front of the group, and the driver got out and smiled: "Are you returning to Ningtai? I'll take you."

"You are..."

"Oh, I'm the driver of our Jianyuan Company's small car."

"Too polite, but no need." Huang Huang Qiangmin actually wanted to sit; what kind of broken cars were in his own team? If they were fully loaded on the highway, they wouldn't dare to turn on the air conditioning, otherwise, overtaking would be too slow and they would easily be crushed by large trucks.

He didn't know if the quality of the Mercedes-Benz was good, but the air conditioning should be good.

The driver persuaded them a few more times, and seeing Huang Huang Qiangmin's attitude was firm, he smiled and said: "Then I'll wait for you for a while; I'll also have breakfast, and if you want to take the car later, it's still in time."

He said that and went into the breakfast shop, and Huang Huang Qiangmin and the others couldn't stop him from eating.

"After changing a general manager assistant, the company's style is different." Huang Huang Qiangmin felt quite comfortable in his heart, looked at the driver's back, and laughed casually.

"Because it's a girl's subordinate, the attitude has softened?" Wu Jun had also experienced the strength of Jianyuan Company in the past few days.

Huang Huang Qiangmin tilted his head: "If a leader had this kind of influence, our brigade should have won a collective first-class merit long ago. This driver might have been brought over by Yuan Uncle Yu Shan; I heard she brought some people into the company."

"So, Yuan Uncle Yu Shan also has her own team?" Jiang Yuan asked with some surprise.

Huang Huang Qiangmin nodded: "She has her own company outside. I heard that she originally didn't have the right of inheritance, and wasn't even allowed to open a company outside, but the internal strife in Jianyuan was too fierce, so various bans were slowly relaxed."

"Who would have thought that the biggest winner this time would be a little girl." Wu Jun was also quite emotional: "If my son gets married and marries such a little rich woman, I don't know how happy he would be."

Wu Jun couldn't help but light a cigarette and enjoy it.

Wu Wu Junhao took a step back; he is a healthy fitness man who only smokes, not secondhand smoke.

"By the way, did that thief confess?" Wu Jun had been resting for the past two days and was very comfortable, and now he was just curious.

Huang Huang Qiangmin said "En" and said: "He shook his head until it was emptier than his pockets. Being dragged into this kind of case, he can be considered to have had bad luck. Plus the other cases dug up, he'll have to be sentenced to at least 7 years."

"Good guy. Was there anyone instigating him?"

"No."

"Just suddenly ran over to do a job?"

"Pretty much... but..."

"But what?"

"He said he received a few express deliveries from Qinghe, all of which were local specialty delicacies. It aroused his thoughts of going home, so he came over to take a look by the way."

"Do a case by the way?"

"En, now it seems that this should be the situation." Huang Huang Qiangmin said, patted Jiang Yuan, and smiled: "Who would have thought that we came here to do a burglary case at the beginning."

Jiang Yuan deeply agreed.

Wu Jun silently handed each person a red Director Guan Yu wood carving and whispered: "Forget it, don't talk about this kind of bad luck. Let's go home safely; those who have the conditions go back and eat red fish, those who don't have the conditions eat a red egg..."

Evening.

Jiang Yuan ate a red grouper, red all over, with small white spots on its body.

The red grouper became popular because of Hong Kong dramas and sold at a high price in China for a period of time, then the breeding technology broke through, and then the red grouper from both domestic and foreign seas couldn't sell for a price.

Compared with Meng Dushan and the others, Chinese agricultural scientists have killed themselves and their enemies together, nourishing all things.

Jiangfuzhen's skill in making fish is average, but fortunately, the requirements for steamed fish are not high.

Jiang Yuan, Jiangfuzhen, and Uncle Huang Qiang ate a fish of nearly two jin, which was just right.

The meat quality of sea-caught red grouper is harder than ordinary tiger grouper, green grouper, etc., but the fish has a very full taste.

Jiangfuzhen put down his chopsticks after eating a little; he was used to eating freshwater fish, and seawater fish was just to taste the flavor, and later he ate rice with other dishes.

Uncle Huang Qiang ate quite happily.

He also watched Hong Kong movies, and even because of his age, he once regarded Hong Kong movies as documentaries.

He had heard of the name of the red grouper, but with Uncle Huang Qiang's personality, he had never specifically bought this kind of fish. He didn't even want to go to the vegetable market; he just ate whatever his wife bought back.

And unless it was the New Year or a festival, Uncle Huang Qiang's wife was very frugal.

During the meal, Jiang Yuan also picked what he could say and told his father.

Even if it was only a small part, Jiangfuzhen was a bit restless listening to it.

"Jianyuan is such a big company, and it started making trouble just like that. Sigh, don't tell me, I rented a floor to Jianyuan that year, and the payment was very refreshing; it was a very formal company." Jiangfuzhen shook his head repeatedly.

Jiang Yuan smiled, didn't ask in detail, and didn't explain in detail.

Most criminal cases are beyond the bearing range of ordinary people.

Especially homicide cases, either because there is an interest relationship that exceeds the ordinary level, or there is an emotional outburst that exceeds the ordinary level.

Uncle Huang Qiang, on the other hand, listened carefully, and at the end asked Jiang Yuan: "Do you want to bring someone by your side? After you become famous, it might be more dangerous. Your technology is too good; some people, if they commit a crime and look back to find they have flaws, wouldn't they come back to kill you first?"

Jiangfuzhen frowned deeply: "What you said makes sense..."

"I haven't heard of police bringing bodyguards by their side." Jiang Yuan smiled: "My leader can't do it either."

"Then you have to practice more; do you want me to teach you some fighting things?" Uncle Huang Qiang stood up, moved his long arms and legs, and said: "When I was in the army, I specifically learned close-quarters fighting from people."

"That... is also fine." Jiang Yuan originally wanted to wait for the system to give skills, but the system's reaction was a bit slow, so he would learn it himself first.

Seeing that he had persuaded Jiang Yuan, Uncle Huang Qiang became excited, thought carefully for a while, and said: "I suggest learning wrestling first. Wrestling is learned quickly, and the basic movements are not difficult. The main thing is that it is useful. You are not going to the battlefield; when you really need to use technology, it is a matter of winning or losing between one or two movements."

Jiang Yuan recalled his past experiences and couldn't help but nod.

Uncle Huang Qiang felt he had something to do and was suddenly a bit impatient.

Waiting for Jiang Yuan to finish eating, taking advantage of his time to digest, he began to explain.

After an hour, Uncle Huang Qiang couldn't help but demonstrate the basic movements to Jiang Yuan.

Jiang Yuan himself also had a sense of crisis.

The cases he is touching now are becoming more and more complex.

Especially this case, although the beginning was just a small burglary, because of Jianyuan Company, he was still dragged over.

The subsequent changes were even more unexpected.

But in any case, this kind of homicide case that combines money, power, and emotion absolutely doesn't mind having one more person to be buried with.

Dangers that ordinary police will never encounter in their lifetime could happen to Jiang Yuan when the time is right.

It's like things like demolition; ordinary people won't encounter it once in their lifetime, but Jiang Yuan and his father have encountered it several times.

Taking advantage of the time off, Jiang Yuan just learned the basics from Uncle Huang Qiang.

When he went out again, even the two dogs at home felt Jiang Yuan's confidence, and they walked with their heads held high.

Three days later.

Jiang Yuan went to work as usual.

When he arrived at the office, after crossing the brazier, worshipping Director Guan Gong, and eating red eggs, Wu Jun handed a red box to Jiang Yuan.

"This is?"

"The case you solved in Qinghe City last time, the reservoir corpse, third-class merit." Wu Jun pointed to the box: "The medals and such are all inside."

"Just a box?" Jiang Yuan was a bit unaccustomed.

"There are rituals; usually it has to be second-class merit. For third-class merit, either hold a meeting in a small scope, or when holding a big meeting, everyone shows their faces collectively." Wu Jun paused, looked at Jiang Yuan's expression, and said: "You have already won two second-class merits; for third-class merit, there is no need to make it so grand."

"This is also... too simple." Jiang Yuan looked around; it was really just the master and apprentice in the room.

"Don't look, Old Huang went to Qinghe City to beat the autumn wind, and won't be here for these two days."

"Went to Qinghe City again?"

"En, equivalent to asking for wages." Wu Jun has always spoken very realistically.