Chapter 990: Yes, Yes, Yes
"Dad, let me introduce you. This is Jiang Yuan, the police officer who presided over the investigation of the Xiaoming case. His main profession is a forensic doctor, and he is also proficient in fingerprints, bloodstains, and footprints. He can judge what kind of person left a footprint just by looking at it, how old they are, and what their height and weight are. The bloodstain analysis he did was... was the important technology that found the killer who killed my younger brother."
The second half of Zhang Xiaoya's introduction of Jiang Yuan to her father, Zhang Zaiyang, was slightly exaggerated, mainly because she didn't know much about Jiang Yuan's technology. But her way of introducing was the most suitable for laymen to understand.
But Zhang Zaiyang didn't listen carefully to Zhang Xiaoya's introduction; he had already learned about the situation that should be learned long ago.
Zhang's father, Zhang Zaiyang, stood up and shook hands with Jiang Yuan heavily, covered his right hand with his left hand, patted Jiang Yuan's palm lightly, and said lightly and heavily: "Thank you. Thank you."
Zhang Xiaoya's eyes instantly turned red.
She was already at the end of middle age, but she rarely saw her father show his emotions like this.
Just as she was thinking, she heard Jiang Yuan respond gently: "Please accept my condolences."
"Thank you. Thank you." Zhang's father's ability to speak without a script, practiced for many years, seemed to have disappeared, leaving only a simple emotional reaction.
Then, Zhang Xiaoya saw her father's tears gushing out in big drops, like sweat beads, flowing down *clatter-clatter*.
Zhang's father's left hand let go of Jiang Yuan's hand and wiped his tears with his palm, but it was of no use, and more tears flowed down.
He simply didn't care anymore and let the tears flow down, with a bright smile on his face.
Beside him, Zhang's mother, who had been holding back her emotions, burst into tears.
Zhang Xiaoya was stunned. In her memory, even in the days when her younger brother had just passed away, her father and mother maintained the most basic emotional stability and handled various things calmly on the surface.
Thinking about it now, where is there so much calmness and emotional stability.
Emotional breakdown is not the exclusive property of modern people; it's just that the older generation is used to breaking down in the dark.
Zhang Xiaoya, who had always maintained the image of a big woman in the enterprise, looked at her father and mother who had specially put on makeup before going out, and couldn't control her emotions at all, so that her makeup was ruined by crying, and for a time, her emotions also surged, and rolling hot tears burst out, rushing her makeup into a mess.
"Don't cry anymore, it's a good thing. Xiaoming has been vindicated, it's a good thing!" Zhang Xiaoya persuaded with tears.
Unexpectedly, this sentence of hers made her mother break down and cry: "Xiaoming, my child... my child! Xiaoming! Xiaoming!!"
She trembled all over and couldn't stand anymore. She was hugged by her daughter and hugged to the chair. She still trembled all over and tears flowed endlessly.
At this time, Zhang's father, Zhang Zaiyang's emotions stabilized instead. He held Jiang Yuan's hand, sat down at the tea table, smiled at Jiang Yuan, and said: "I've made a fool of myself."
"It's okay." Jiang Yuan could only scratch his head.
"If you are a forensic doctor, will you often come into contact with sad family members?" Zhang Zaiyang chatted casually: "Will it be like us?"
Jiang Yuan thought about it, but said: "I actually rarely come into contact with family members. Usually, after I solve the case, the subsequent handling procedures are all done by colleagues, and I participate very little. Unless there is a need to solve the case, I rarely come into contact with family members directly."
Whether it is a forensic doctor or a criminal police officer, they will come into contact with family members with unstable emotions. But on the other hand, if they are unwilling to do this work, senior forensic doctors and criminal police officers can always stuff similar chores to newcomers to do.
Jiang Yuan had been a newcomer for too short a time, so he didn't come into contact with many similar family members.
Zhang Zaiyang didn't expect such an answer. He was stunned for a moment, then took the towel sent by his granddaughter, wiped his face hard, wiped off all the makeup and tear stains from the morning, revealed a slightly old face, and smiled again: "I didn't expect that we would use privileges in the end."
Jiang Yuan shook his head and said: "For this case, I brought more than 20 people from the cold case task force of the headquarters and came here specifically. Also coming with us is Liu Jinghui, a fourth-level senior police officer from our provincial department. He has the title of Reasoning King in our province, and once brought four gangsters to justice with just a letter."
Jiang Yuan paused and continued: "For the Zheng Guang Bureau to meet our needs, and also to deal with this case, they mobilized all the police officers in the whole bureau, totaling thousands of people to give up their holidays, and the police cars on duty had to run hundreds of kilometers a day."
"The previous task force, as well as the police officers who collected clues from all parties, have repeatedly investigated this case dozens of times in the past 20 years. The records left behind have accurately tracked Zhang Xiaoming's whereabouts in the days before his death to the minute. In addition, there are thousands of film negatives, various videotapes, and other physical evidence materials. After more than 20 years, they are still brand new and usable."
"In order to collect evidence, our police officers slept in the open and traveled all over the country. The National Security Detachment handled special matters specially. Within 2000 kilometers, our ordinary police officers were also allowed to take flights, including the expenses of the Zheng Guang Bureau, which is money that ordinary people can't earn in ten lifetimes. However..."
"However..." Jiang Yuan looked at Zhang Zaiyang here and said: "We do these things, not just because the Zhang family has privileges. We also sincerely want to solve this case. Especially when we know that Zhang Xiaoming's cause of death involves spies lurking in Beijing, everyone is really doing it very carefully. That state is also something that privileges cannot exchange back."
Zhang Zaiyang listened blankly.
He is over 70 years old this year. The good words he has heard can fill a library and can be strictly classified.
However, on this emotional afternoon, Zhang Zaiyang's heart was filled with Jiang Yuan's words, and he couldn't calm down for a long time.
Tang Youyou, Zhang Xiaoya's daughter, walked over, sat on the tea table obediently, and started making tea for her grandfather and Jiang Yuan.
This is a girl of about 20 years old, with sufficient collagen on her face. She is calm on the surface, but her eyes can't help but look at Jiang Yuan.
Tang Youyou had never seen her grandfather, who was like a god, have such a special side.
And the ins and outs of the Jianmen Academy case were not a secret in this room. The Zhang family members who knew the inside story could judge that it was how difficult it was to handle this case.
Precisely because they knew the difficulty and the difficulty of obtaining justice, the emotions of the Zhang family were so difficult to hold back.
Before today, the Jiang Yuan that Tang Youyou thought of was a police image that was extremely intelligent, superb in technology, full of leadership, and firm in will. She never thought that after meeting, Jiang Yuan could shoot such a superb, superb, powerful, and firm flattery.
Grandfather Zhang Zaiyang only then recovered, nodded to Jiang Yuan with a flushed face, and said to Tang Youyou: "Youyou, you must learn more from Jiang Yuan. What is a sincere heart? This is a sincere heart."
Tang Youyou's only remaining baby fat trembled: "Ah, yes, yes, yes." ===== CHAPTER 991 =====
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