Pa pa pa pa.

Enthusiastic applause resounded throughout the venue, making the faces of the people on the podium blush.

Jiang Yuan was arranged in the middle of the podium, with Mu Zhiyang on his left, a young sniper from the Armed Police on his right, and Zhu Huanguang on the other side.

The young sniper's cheeks were as red as braised meat.

He was at most twenty-one or twenty-two years old. If he hadn't joined the army, he would have just graduated from university at this time, just starting to look for a job, rent a house, and live a life where his dignity was trampled upon.

But because he shot and saved Mu Zhiyang, and received a second-class merit, the sniper's life has undergone a huge change.

The most basic point is that if he wants to retire, he is eligible for a career change. In other words, there will be a position available upon retirement, which is a favorable condition that ordinary soldiers find difficult to obtain.

Mu Zhiyang's cheeks were pale as bone.

He didn't want to recall the scene of being injured now.

The fierce gang leader and the flying bullets were terrifying. When he looked at his own wound in the mirror, Mu Zhiyang felt even more afraid.

This time, it was really thanks to the decisive action of the young soldier from the Armed Police on the other side. If he had been half a second late or missed the shot slightly, Mu Zhiyang would have been shot by the subsequent 9mm bullets.

In the audience.

Including leaders from the ministry, they all looked up at Jiang Yuan and the others.

At least, at this moment, the ceremony guaranteed them all the spotlight.

A leader from the provincial department hung a second-class merit medal on Jiang Yuan. It was a copper-yellow medal with the national emblem as the base, with five pentagrams in the middle and a blue-yellow-white-red ribbon hanging above.

The appearance of the medal was a bit rustic, but the sense of era and honor it brought made Jiang Yuan feel fulfilled and at ease.

At the same time, a system prompt appeared in front of Jiang Yuan:

Reward: Personal Second-Class Merit

Reward Content: Image Enhancement Technology 5 (modifiable)

Jiang Yuan quickly understood that the Image Enhancement Technology 3 he received from the previous commendation had been replaced by Image Enhancement Technology 5.

He tentatively clicked on the parentheses on the right, and sure enough, a row of options appeared:

Criminal Image Technology 4

Document Inspection Technology 4

Trace Inspection Technology 4

The arrangement was the same as last time, but the difference was that all the technology levels had become 4, and if more detailed options were selected, they would receive level 5.

Obviously, if Jiang Yuan wanted to change the reward skills he obtained, he now had at least one opportunity.

Jiang Yuan hesitated for a moment and did not make any changes.

He had already experienced how useful the Image Enhancement Technology was. And in the current era, forensic investigation was truly a powerful tool. It may not have been very useful in the mountains before, but in the city, its usefulness was immense.

Moreover, the strength of level 5 technology was extraordinary, so it was better to use it first.

Up to now, Jiang Yuan had a clear understanding of the level difference from 1 to 5.

The most basic level 1 technology was the knowledge that a qualified professional should possess. In the entire professional system, it was an entry-level skill, but compared to ordinary people, it was already a very good professional level.

In terms of fingerprint technology, level 1 slightly surpassed Wang Zhong's ability.

Level 2 was the skill level possessed by high-level professionals in the city. It was in the middle to upper level of the entire professional system and was an absolute backbone.

In terms of criminal investigation technology, the first-class level of a county or city bureau was hovering around level 2.

Level 3 was a provincial-level expert, already considered top-notch in the industry. Most of the experts participating in the fingerprint battle should have level 3 fingerprint-related skills. Zhu Huanguang, who also received a third-class merit, had a slightly higher level than level 3.

Level 4 was already the top level in the province and at the national level. For a certain technology, it could be said to be very proficient. Zhu Huanguang was already at level 4. Or in other words, when he participated in the fingerprint battle organized by the ministry, there should be high-level experts with level 4 skills.

Level 5 was the top level at the national level, and in terms of that particular skill, it was already an international expert, a master in the industry. In China or any other country, it was a rare existence.

Jiang Yuan could have chosen a wider range of skills this time, such as level 4 criminal image technology. However, considering the disparity in skill levels, Jiang Yuan chose the narrower but higher-level Image Enhancement Technology as a priority.

He could choose again the next time he received commendation.

Jiang Yuan's thinking was simple and straightforward.

For him now, any ordinary case within his range could be solved using any method. It was the difficult cases that required breakthroughs and means to overcome.

After the award ceremony, the formal oath-taking ceremony began.

Award ceremonies in the police system were always like this. Unless it was an outstanding individual, it was either a small-scale celebration or a ceremony at various conferences.

For the leaders, giving awards to the police officers who had previously performed meritorious service in the opening ceremony of such a ceremony was also a very uplifting event.

The so-called oath-taking ceremony was nothing more than clarifying a few questions: What are we prepared to do? Why are we doing it? What kind of impact will it have on the country, society, the collective, and individuals?

Sometimes, certain leaders would openly explain the conditions for rewards and punishments, including the amount of travel expenses for subsidies, and so on.

Breaking down this whole process is actually similar to forensic anthropology.

After the oath-taking ceremony, police cars carried police officers from various counties, districts, and city bureaus to the new battlefield.

The police officers organized this time were mostly from the economic investigation department.

The large number of economic cases involving the five-member group would be the focus of this round of investigation.

The command was still in the deep excavation stage, and the criminal investigators in the interrogation team were interrogating the other four people besides Lao Hu on time, bit by bit, digging out information.Chen Deling and his associates were already involved in the deaths of more than twenty people, which was the maximum penalty for criminal cases. However, they still had some resistance in economic cases.

From the police's perspective, life was indeed important, but they had already exhausted their efforts. Even if they dispatched another 1,000 people, they wouldn't be able to find any additional bodies. Considering the difficulty and scope of the entire series of cases, the economic cases would likely have to be pursued for a long time.

Jiang Yuan's mission was over, and he was returning home. He had originally followed Liu Jinghui to work on the "Wu Longshan Wild Man Case". Now that Li Sanqiu's case had been solved, there was no need for him anymore.

He hitched a ride back to Ningtai County with Wei Zhenguo, arriving in the evening.

Jiang Yuan didn't notify anyone and just went home with his bag.

When he entered the community and walked to the entrance of the small supermarket, he habitually lingered for a moment, but noticed that there were surprisingly few people chatting today.

"Uncle, auntie," Jiang Yuan greeted broadly.

The few people who were chatting looked over in surprise:

"Jiang Yuan is back?"

"Alive and kicking?"

"That's not nonsense."

Jiang Yuan didn't understand their local dialect, so he just smiled and said, "I'm going home first."

"Go ahead, go ahead." The villagers in front of the small supermarket waved one hand and started to take out their phones with the other.

When Jiang Yuan got home, he found that his large room was already filled with people.

Some were sitting, some were standing, and some were walking around. There was a variety of food and drinks on several tables, and people were chatting and laughing.

Jiang Yuan was taken aback. What was going on?

Were they having a feast?

Fortunately, Jiang Fu appeared quickly, pulled Jiang Yuan in, and patted him on the shoulder several times.

"Jiang Yuan, well done!"

"Yuan, you're amazing!"

The villagers in the living room started to praise him.

Their words were simple, but their emotions were overflowing.

For the villagers, Jiang Yuan's appearance indeed made up for their regret.

As a famous wealthy village in Shannan Province, the villagers didn't have any notable achievements or accomplishments outside of their wealth.

The atmosphere of idleness was common among the young people. At the age when they should be achieving something, the boys were thinking about racing cars, and the girls were thinking about losing 20 more pounds to marry the team captain.

Although the villagers didn't care much about others' opinions, Jiang Yuan's appearance filled a void in their hearts.

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Our village, Jiang Village, is a village of second-class merit.

"Alright, since Jiang Yuan is back, let's go to worship our ancestors tomorrow morning." The old man clapped his hands, settling the matter.

Jiang Yuan understood some of it, but was still a bit confused, so he could only ask his father, "What is this?"

"We're celebrating you becoming a second-class meritorious citizen." Jiang Fu laughed out loud.

"That doesn't warrant ancestor worship, does it?"

Jiang Fu said seriously, "It does. You risked your life for this."

Jiang Yuan thought for a moment and said, "It wasn't that dangerous, but one of my colleagues was shot."

The most dangerous moment was actually when he was in a gunfight with Old Hu. But to be honest, it didn't have to be that dangerous. It was mainly because everyone was a novice. Not only were the young Jiang Yuan and Mu Zhiyang novices, but Wei Zhenguo and Wen Ming were also novices in gunfights.

Even Huang Qiangming, who was in charge of setting up defenses and traps, was a novice. The armed police were slightly better, but Zhou Gang and his soldiers who came that day had not actually experienced a real gunfight.

Jiang Yuan felt that if they encountered a similar situation in the future, it wouldn't be as dangerous.

However, Jiang Fu couldn't help but slap his son, "How much more dangerous does it need to be? Do you want to send a memorial tablet to your father?"

"That won't happen."

"Then that's fine."

"No, I just think that the ancestor worship thing..."

"Everyone is having a good time. Besides, it's been a long time since we had a big event in Jiang Village." Jiang Fu interrupted Jiang Yuan, his eyes also glaring.

Jiang Yuan seemed to see a line of words on his father's head: Today's fatherly love balance is insufficient.

"I'll go rest first." Jiang Yuan obediently went back to his room.

Buzz.

As soon as he entered the room, Jiang Yuan's phone vibrated.

He opened it and saw a text message, "Your account 2085 has received RMB 10,000,000. Sender: Jiang Fu, account ending: 1937.

His father had converted the remaining fatherly love of the day into cash. Tsk.