Chapter 572: Opening the Lid

Jiang Yuan brought more than 30 people to the Horse-Walking Path Police Station and only stayed for a few days before sending dozens of talents to the detention center.

It was mainly because the modus operandi of each unit was similar, and for many years, almost fixed ways of scamming money had been formed. As long as you caught the problem of one, you could pull out a string.

Among them, there was also a fugitive who had been imprisoned for three years for economic crimes and had practiced the technique of "stepping on a sewing machine." He ran away when he committed a crime again. This time he was caught again, and the two cases were merged. The time in prison would be over 10 years. It is estimated that he could step out a "foundation-building level" sewing machine technique.

The participants in other cases were slightly inferior, and those who could be locked up for 5 years were few and far between.

Especially the few young people in the tourist shop, who just graduated and found a job, entered the company as sales, sang and danced, were happy and lively, but didn't earn much money. It is estimated that they only performed for dozens of busloads of tourists. This kind of person is very likely to get a suspended sentence.

This round of case handling was another three days, which was even more tiring than the investigation stage.

The main cost was recording statements for tourists. Tourists who came to Ningtai for fun mostly only stayed for one day. Some got off the train in the morning and left with the bus in the evening.

In order to lock these tourists, the police had to wait on the only way for the bus, and wait until they saw the confirmed license plate to stop them and record statements.

Some buses led by tour guides were full of complaints on the way back, and both sides had already entered the stage of scolding each other. In this case, recording statements had a very good effect.

But some tour guides really know how to be human. On the way back, the tourists even sang and danced, and would even complain that the police were meddling in other people's business and delaying everyone's meal.

Later, the police started blocking people in the restaurant and then recording statements separately. But the problem is the same. Many tourists didn't suffer any loss and would constantly urge the police...

It was Jiang Yuan who strengthened the manpower of the Horse-Walking Path Police Station by double. Otherwise, others don't know, but Station Chief Tan would be the first to collapse.

Of course, it's not far from collapse now.

After all, he is an old station chief. Tan Jing's physical quality allows him to stay up late occasionally and walk 10,000 to 20,000 steps during the day. This is the limit.

But now the situation is that criminal suspects are constantly being sent in, and many have to be interrogated while they are hot. At the same time, the cases in the jurisdiction are not decreasing. If there are any contradictions or disputes, people still have to be sent out.

Tan Jing certainly doesn't have to do the hardest and most tiring work, but compared to weekdays, his workload has also increased significantly.

After another day of hard work, Tan Jing walked out of the office door, his feet soft.

Passing by the large office, he heard the police officers still busy flying:

"Where is my pen? Who took my pen?"

"Borrow me a pen..."

"Where is the ink pad?"

"Where is my cap badge?"

Listening to the familiar voices, Tan Jing felt a little relaxed.

"Station Chief Tan is off work?" Jiang Yuan came out from behind and greeted him.

Tan Jing was inexplicably embarrassed. Although it was indeed off-work time, as the station chief of the police station, facing the guest army Jiang Yuan...

"Just came out to see. If there is nothing, I am ready to go back." Tan Jing tactfully expressed the fact that he was off work.

"I'm treating everyone to dinner, Station Chief Tan, want to come together?" Jiang Yuan didn't care whether Tan Jing was off work or not. He was already used to the police officers of the Horse-Walking Path Police Station. With the station chief not there, he used them more conveniently.

Tan Jing naturally wanted to go home, but hearing Jiang Yuan say this, he could only smile and say: "It should be our station treating you to dinner."

"Forget it, your station's account will be negative this month." Jiang Yuan didn't use much of the Horse-Walking Path Police Station's funds either.

But a small police station, how could it support the investigation expenses of a homicide-level case? Now it is because Chai Tong doesn't care about things that the Horse-Walking Path Police Station can persist until now.

Tan Jing didn't know whether to be happy or worried, sighed, and said: "Can't talk about money, my brain hurts."

"We are roasting beef tonight." Jiang Yuan smiled and added: "I'm treating personally. The cattle in my own pasture are ready to be slaughtered. My dad transported them home first, so everyone can taste them and give some opinions."

"How embarrassing..."

"It's okay, come if you have time, don't force it if you don't." Jiang Yuan waved his hand and went off work.

He came home early today, also because he wanted to cook.

Since Jiangfuzhen started the tradition of boiling meat, Jiang Yuan would also cook occasionally, but he cooked for dogs more often and for people less often.

This time it was actually the same. Among the invited guests, the real protagonist was actually Dazhuang, but others didn't know it.

Jiang Yuan also added the recently unused temporary skill +1 to Dog Food (LV5).

The LV6 dog food gradually took shape in front of Dazhuang.

Compared to LV5 dog food, LV6 dog food considers the style and season.

The selected ingredients are not only fresh but also seasonal products of the time, and some adjustments are made according to the needs of police dogs.

Moreover, unlike many dog owners who like to buy high-priced food, such as steak, lamb chops, salmon, etc., the ingredients Jiang Yuan chooses are generally low in price. The same is true for beef products. He chooses parts like beef heart and beef liver.

The low price of these beef offal does not mean that their nutritional content is poor. On the other hand, high-priced food represents human preferences, which are completely different from dogs' preferences.

Adhering to this philosophy, Jiang Yuan quickly cooked a large pot of dog food that was cheap in ingredients but smelled and looked extremely delicious.

At the moment of opening the lid, near the outdoor stove, not only dogs but also many people were watching.

The police dogs were even more excited and barked directly.

Jiang Yuan was watched by so many people and dogs, and after thinking about it, he started the oil and made a full pot of Uncle Seventeen's fried rice.

Several large basins of rice were soaked with five or six eggs, put into a hot iron pot with only a little oil, and instantly turned golden in color and delicious in taste.

People attracted by the dog food were amazed by Jiang Yuan's operation.

"No wonder Jiangfuzhen has money. Jiang Yuan is really thrifty!"

"The dishes he steamed are all beef offal."

"The fried rice is the same as what Seventeen fried back then, the ingredient list is so clean."

Of course, the ones who always want to perform are the dogs. Including Dazhuang, several off-duty police dogs couldn't help but bark wildly to relieve the expectations in their hearts.

Jiang Yuan distributed food to the dogs while scooping fried rice to distribute to everyone.

A group of off-duty police officers ate and ate, and tears were about to flow down.

"It would be great if Team Leader Jiang stayed. He could teach us a few more techniques." A young police officer from the police station sighed while rolling the fried rice.

Mu Zhiyang smiled: "Even if you learn the techniques, are you planning to eat fried rice every day?"

"Fried rice is delicious."

Mu Zhiyang curled his lips: "You guys think quite well. Unless you encounter a homicide, otherwise, Team Leader Jiang will mostly have to go back."

Just as he was talking, Jiang Yuan's phone rang.

"Someone died in the restaurant." After a brief phone call, Jiang Yuan put down the meat skewers in his hand. ===== CHAPTER 573 =====