Chapter 271: Pure

For the next two days, Jiang Yuan and Liu Jinghui did not immediately start the second case of their cooperation.

Even if it only took them one day to solve a murder cold case, they both knew in their hearts that this situation is difficult to replicate.

The situation of each case is different, and the complex points of each case are different. Solving a case has a probability, and thinking that one can solve a certain case 100% is ultimately a kind of arrogance.

Not to mention cooperative case solving.

Most importantly, once the two start a new case, they have to be responsible for a long time. If it can't be done in one day, it has to be done in two days. If it can't be done in two days, it has to be done in three days. When working day and night, they will regret starting a new case easily.

Jiang Yuan and Liu Jinghui both chose to rest well for a few days.

Liu Jinghui drank and ate meat with several old brothers and played mahjong for two days; after his wife went home, he quietly killed his way back.

Jiang Yuan took the time to buy a small house.

Jiang Yuan purely didn't want to live in the dormitory.

Some people's feet are too smelly.

And some people snore too loudly.

It's better to buy a small house.

Jiang Yuan bought a 220-square-meter exquisitely decorated second-hand house near the Criminal Police Detachment, tidied it up a bit, moved in, and posted a Moments:

"Obtained a stronghold in Changyang City."

The picture is a photo of the living room and a picture of the scenery.

After Jiang Yuan tried the bathroom, the likes and comments soared.

Dad: Remember to close the windows when you go in and out, and bring your keys.

Lei Xin, Captain of the Criminal Police Detachment of Qianjin District, Qinghe City: Our Qinghe is also very beautiful, come over to work on cases when you have time.

Hou Lejia, Captain of the Criminal Police Detachment of Longli County: Come to Longli County to work on cases, I'll arrange a single dormitory for you.

Captain Huang, what stronghold do you need in Changyang City? Just stay temporarily. Hotels even clean up. If they don't reimburse, come find me.

Jiang Yuan replied to everyone politely, then switched back to WeChat from Moments, and saw a row of small red dots.

Opening it for a glance, Jiang Yuan took out his notebook, faced the river view, sat at the small table by the window, and silently started recording.

Income: Business trip subsidy, 2160 yuan... Father transferred housing subsidy yuan. Grandpa red envelope yuan (housewarming + achievement fee). Third Grandpa red envelope yuan (housewarming + achievement fee). Aunt Hua yuan (housewarming + achievement fee). Fourth Uncle red envelope 8888 (housewarming + achievement fee), Fifth Uncle red envelope 6000 yuan (housewarming + achievement fee)...

Jiang Yuan clicked on those small red dots on WeChat while recording, and soon his hands were numb from writing.

I have to say, doing some repetitive actions too much makes one feel very tired.

Even if it's receiving WeChat transfers, it's the same.

Speaking of which, the atmosphere of the Jiang Village people is a bit strange. They all love to use WeChat transfers and don't like to use bank transfers. I don't know what the reason is.

It was only because Dad transferred more housing subsidies this time that bank transfers were used.

Perhaps it's simpler to operate? No need to enter so many things?

Jiang Yuan spent half an hour just bookkeeping, but this process was generally quite pleasant. Finally, calculating the total account, plus his own business trip subsidy, the house payment was basically covered.

In this way, without having to carry a loan, it is generally easier.

Jiang Yuan put the books he just bought on the bookshelf, mainly some research on burning bodies.

After doing so many cases, Jiang Yuan found that just in terms of forensic pathology and forensic anthropology, it is still relatively difficult to judge a body after it has been burned.

For similar cases, most of the time, it falls on the tools, locations, and methods of the burners.

And under these circumstances, it is precisely when forensic doctors play a role.

The more information about the victim, the easier it is to solve the case.

One book finished, then another...

Jiang Yuan doesn't need to finish reading this kind of book. It's like reading a paper. First look at the front, set the conclusion himself, and finally look at the back. If the conclusions are similar, the middle basically doesn't need to be read much, just flip through it casually.

At most, record some useful formulas,

remember some important conclusions and inferences.

If it were when he just graduated from university, Jiang Yuan naturally wouldn't be qualified to read articles like this. But now, wearing the ability of forensic anthropology lv3, to be honest, he is stronger than the authors of many monographs, so there is no need to read step by step.

One night without words.

The next morning, Jiang Yuan found a Cantonese-style restaurant and had a Cantonese-style morning tea slowly.

Perhaps because he is in Shannan Province, the taste of morning tea is mediocre, but the leisurely atmosphere is still very good.

For Jiang Yuan, who has been rolling in corpses, burnt bone fragments, and suspects for many days, this is what he needs most.

Morning tea was eaten until noon, and the tea tasted tasteless. Jiang Yuan tidied up, got up and went out, walked around the Criminal Police Detachment, and finally found a shop with good online reviews, sat in, and continued to enjoy lunch.

Jiang Yuan ordered very few dishes and didn't eat much, but he was willing to stay in the bustling restaurant.

Especially in a relatively unfamiliar environment, the friendliness given by the restaurant is quite high.

Buzz.

Jiang Yuan's mobile phone lit up with another message.

Opening it, it wasn't a new transfer, but a message from Heng Qiongsi of Qinghe College: Consultant Jiang, I have arrived in Changyang City. Shall I bring some documents for you to see?

Jiang Yuan hesitated for a moment, then agreed, and sent the restaurant's address to her.

Being a consultant for the president of Qinghe College was something discussed long ago, so it's not good to change it casually.

Not long after, a black-haired, straight-haired, slightly chubby girl broke in.

Jiang Yuan then had a few more dishes added and asked: "Do you want beer or drinks?"

"Tea is fine." Heng Qiongsi, who was black-haired, straight-haired, and slightly chubby, sat opposite Jiang Yuan, panting and patting her chest, trembling a little embarrassedly, before handing the documents to Jiang Yuan.

"This is?"

"The layout of the college's monitoring system." Heng Qiongsi said, then added: "There are also some quotes inside. My dad also wants you to take a look to see if it's reasonable."

"I don't care about quotes, and I don't know the prices of these things." Jiang Yuan said as he opened the document and read it page by page.

Heng Qiongsi said "En" obediently, sat on the other side of the dining table, drank tea in small sips, and didn't chase Jiang Yuan to chat.

Jiang Yuan finished reading in one breath, took out a pen, and asked: "Can I write on it?"

"Yes, this document is specifically for you." Heng Qiongsi specifically explained.

She often represents her father in dealing with people in academia and knows that many people may not value money so much, but they value respect very much.

For example, asking someone to look at a document, a separate document is more important than how much money is given for looking at a document.

Jiang Yuan also felt quite comfortable, so he scribbled on the document on the spot.

When he used the skill rewarded by a third-class merit, he directly selected technical defense monitoring technology (lv3), which he also prepared for updating the monitoring system of Ningtai County.

Giving guidance to Qinghe College is considered very easy.

The number of monitoring cameras in the country is growing at a rate of 20% per year, almost doubling every 4 years. The current number is 78.8 million.

A very terrifying number.

This is also the reason why murderers are increasingly fond of killing at home.

The bigger the city, the more monitoring cameras there are, and the less space there is for contact crimes.

Of course, crime will never stop. Now, very few people kill for money. People who are willing to do anything for money are mainly concentrated in the telecommunications fraud industry.

But outside of serious violent crimes, monitoring cameras still have many roles.

For example, preventing electric bicycles from being stolen.

Preventing student couples from having wild sex.

Preventing students from peeping at student couples having wild sex, leading to wild sex.

Preventing students from watching student wild sex, leading to cuckolding, which then leads to wild sex.

And so on.

Jiang Yuan feels that Qinghe College still really needs cameras.

Stealing monkeys is also a very iconic event. In the school where he studied, even if it were a monkey worth 150,000, no one would steal it if it were placed in the classroom. Because everyone knows that if this thing is stolen, you can't sell it well, and if you sell it, you can't sell it for the original price.

But no matter how much you sell it for, when sentencing, it is all calculated according to 150,000.

The girls of Qinghe College may have to go to jail for two or three years for a monkey worth 600,000. In contrast, smuggling beef to make a profit of millions only leads to sitting in jail for this long. The cost-effectiveness of the two is vastly different.

"Alright." Jiang Yuan handed the marked document directly to Heng Qiongsi opposite.

Heng Qiongsi said "Ah," hurriedly put down the teacup, and said a bit flustered: "Is it already done?"

"En, these are just some small suggestions from my perspective. Please let President Heng use them for reference." Jiang Yuan said.

"Okay, okay." Heng Qiongsi put the document away slowly, her movements very slow.

"Let's finish the meal before leaving." Jiang Yuan invited politely.

"Hmm... okay." Heng Qiongsi agreed,

and quickly put the document away.

Jiang Yuan waved to call the waiter, took the menu for Heng Qiongsi to see, and let her add two more dishes.

Jiang Yuan himself fell into deep thought. Speaking of which, the interior of the Jiang Village residential complex can actually update a wave of monitoring systems. When the time comes, connect it to the property management, and there will be no fear of electric bicycles being stolen.

Thinking this way, Jiang Yuan drew a sketch in his notebook.

After drawing, he took a photo and sent it directly to Dad.

Soon, Jiang Fujian's WeChat replied: "Still know how to think about the village, not bad, not bad. Did you spend money after buying a house?"

Saying that, two red envelopes were thrown out, each for yuan.

Jiang Fujian: 【If you want to renovate, you can find people in the village to do it. But it's best not to renovate too much. Everyone says environmental protection is healthy.】

Jiang Yuan replied: 【I'm not prepared to renovate. I have learned technical defense monitoring and am currently acting as a consultant for Qinghe College, considering whether to install a set in the complex.】

To prove what he said, Jiang Yuan took out the document again, aimed at the name on it, took a photo, and clicked send.

In the photo, the words "Qinghe College Technical Defense Monitoring Plan" were clearly visible, and above the document, the black-haired, straight-haired, and big-chested Heng Qiongsi was also photographed with half her face, looking very temperamental.

Transfer to you

Transfer to you

Father Jiang smashed two piles of money across the air and sent a message:

【Son, this is love funding.】 ===== CHAPTER 272 =====

Jiang Yuan's father sent two lumps of money through the air, along with a message:

【Son, this is your dating budget.】