[{"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-82":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},2326777,4551,"Chapter 82: Fingerprint Professional Specialization Expert","the-nation-s-forensic-medical-examiner-chapter-82",82,"\u003Cp>“Madam, you don’t want everyone to find out the shop sells stolen goods, do you?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the return-stolen-goods event, people openly bought stolen items.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After such a long storage and improper handling, many stolen goods had become strangely degraded, and for some items, their original channels—and even their owners—had changed entirely; hard currency items like cigarettes and alcohol seemed to have lost some value.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The female owner of Xinfah Cigarette & Liquor Shop didn’t care about any of that—her pressure was immense, and recovering this batch of cigarettes and liquor had filled her with joy; she had no intention of selling them cheaply.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The female owner and her daughter each held one corner of the embroidered banner and presented it to the on-site police officers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The officers beamed as they accepted it; cadres from the Political Department raised cameras and phones, frantically snapping photos.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cigarettes, alcohol, bicycles, cars, computers, condoms, antiques, medicinal herbs, gold and silver coins…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As long as the return-stolen-goods event was large enough, the types of returned items became wildly varied.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Yuan, who had just spent several days reading “Fingerprint Science,” watched the plaintiffs arriving from all over with delight. If a person could happily come to the police station and happily leave the Criminal Investigation Unit, that ought to be a happy thing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Puff.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A pale blue screen unfolded before Jiang Yuan’s eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Task completed: Follow the Vine to the Gourd.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Task content: Use stolen goods to solve more cases and assist in returning seized items to their rightful owners.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Completion rate: 85%\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Task reward: Qingdao Single-Finger Fingerprint Analysis Method (LV4)\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Yuan couldn’t help feeling regretful—if he’d known rewards were based on completion rate, he should’ve paid out of his own pocket to return the stolen goods to plaintiffs first; then the fingerprint analysis skill reward would’ve surely reached LV5.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Spending the price of just one or two apartments to buy an LV5 skill was practically a windfall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even LV5 dog food tastes better than LV3 fried rice; by that standard, LV5 fingerprint analysis probably made the fingerprint shout its own name the moment you looked at it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Yuan chuckled to himself as he imagined it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Your expression changes so fast.” Sheng Ying came over to thank him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Yuan glanced at her—still showing her long white legs and arms, gleaming oily in the sunlight, clearly well-maintained. He closed the system screen and said, “I was just thinking of something. Where’s Wang Zhong?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sheng Ying said, “Officer Wang came out to say a few words to me, then rushed back to work—he looked extremely busy.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Everyone’s busy today.” No matter the event, whenever there was a group activity, the police force naturally developed fierce competitiveness and strong collective pride, translating into officers’ sudden surges of workload and bizarre new tasks.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Young officers like Wang Zhong were always the main workforce—no matter whether the tasks were useful or not, they kept working, kept working, until the event ended or the leaders left.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sheng Ying could understand Wang Zhong’s busyness, but not Jiang Yuan’s leisure; she asked curiously, “Aren’t you busy too? You’re the same rank as Wang Zhong, right?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I have other things to prepare for.” Jiang Yuan had indeed received “precious large livestock”-level treatment—he didn’t have to exhaust himself over trivial matters.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sheng Ying’s eyes lit up. “Is it the fingerprint competition? I heard about it—only the really skilled can join, right?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It’s the Fingerprint Campaign.” Jiang Yuan corrected her. “There’s no competition, no rankings.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of course, rankings did exist, and comparison was inevitable—but the principle of unified external stance remained unchanged.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sheng Ying chatted with Jiang Yuan for a long while, only leaving reluctantly when Wang Zhong returned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Zhong stared at Sheng Ying’s flawless skin and sighed deeply: “I should’ve come back sooner. I wonder when her smoke shop will report another incident.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Don’t you have her phone number, added her WeChat, and know her school?” Jiang Yuan glanced at Wang Zhong.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Zhong’s expression turned shy. “What good is knowing all that?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hm?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Forget it. Go find Chief Huang—he’s waiting for you in the Political Department.” Wang Zhong sighed again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Yuan patted Wang Zhong’s shoulder in comfort.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He knew Wang Zhong had feelings; Wang Zhong knew he had feelings; and perhaps Sheng Ying even knew Wang Zhong had feelings—but after this chain of reasoning, the conclusion was one Wang Zhong would never accept.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This, too, was a conclusion drawn from reasoning.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So reasoning, after all, was the most unreliable thing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Political Department.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing Jiang Yuan enter, Huang Qiangmin immediately clapped with a broad smile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Several police officers from the agency stood up and clapped too, their smiles as practiced as if rehearsed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Yuan stared at them, bewildered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Comrade Jiang Yuan, congratulations—you’ve been awarded the title of Qinghe City Fingerprint Professional Specialization Expert…” The Political Department director beamed as he slipped a yellow certificate of honor into Jiang Yuan’s hands, then began taking photos.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Huang Qiangmin, neatly dressed, waited until Jiang Yuan had taken a few photos, then stepped forward to pose with him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Chief Huang, how did this come about?” Jiang Yuan asked, puzzled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“To facilitate your participation in the Fingerprint Campaign,” Huang Qiangmin replied bluntly. “But it’s also a genuine honor—city-level expert isn’t exaggerated; only a handful in our bureau hold this title.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I see. Thank you.” Jiang Yuan showed slightly more delight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Indeed, the Political Department director and Huang Qiangmin grew even happier.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Strive for provincial expert status soon—we’ll hold a bureau-wide celebration for you then,” the Political Department director said, adjusting Jiang Yuan’s shirt with warmth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A city-level “expert” was mostly just a fancy title with little practical use, granted casually—but still, earning it proved you had something.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This time, Huang Qiangmin had worried Jiang Yuan might be disadvantaged at the provincial level, so he’d gone out of his way to secure him this title.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But detectives lived on honor. Private companies could raise salaries; civil servants could be promoted; but for police—especially detectives—promotion and raises were scarce; honor was nearly the only reward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the entire Criminal Investigation Unit, only the unit chief was a true leader; positions like squad leaders, deputy squad leaders, or political instructors were meaningless—they were like class group leaders, able to lead work and set an example, but with no authority over personnel or budget.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even parallel positions like police station chiefs or heads of other units were scarce; sometimes, even doing excellent work didn’t guarantee one.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Higher positions demanded political acumen far more than professional skill.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the “Police Song” sang: “On the path of loyalty, glory is bathed in blood.” In the end, police officers gave loyalty and fought in blood—what they gained, what they pursued, was only glory.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Huang Qiangmin had been a police officer for decades; he understood the profession and its path, and what he could offer was only honor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Do well in the provincial capital—win some face for Ningtai County.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Depart on the 3rd. Get your home affairs in order. If anything comes up, come find me.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Finish your fingerprint work and come back soon—don’t listen to their nonsense.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Huang Qiangmin took this moment to give Jiang Yuan detailed instructions, like a crocodile incubating eggs.\u003C\u002Fp>",1202,"2026-06-20T18:55:00.150Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","729310fdf1fa24324fb0c44e4a005e40fd9e4dbc643ab59974a055f17c485523","the-nation-s-forensic-medical-examiner-chapter-83","the-nation-s-forensic-medical-examiner-chapter-81",1000,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fthe-nation-s-forensic-medical-examiner-cover.jpg"]