"Huang... Huang Bureau, good morning."

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Mu Zhiyang said this sentence, completely relaxed and slumped.

Anyway, it's not working hours now. Even if he kneels on the bed and knocks Huang Qiangming eight times to prove his loyalty, Huang Qiangming won't believe it.

Mu Zhiyang himself doesn't believe it either. Even if you go to the City God Temple and knock three times, if you see a 7.83-meter-long crocodile, you knock eight times. Who are you trying to fool?

Moreover, Mu Zhiyang's legs were still hanging, unable to turn over or kneel, indicating that his body did not allow him to be humble.

Huang Qiangming was amused by Mu Zhiyang's "Huang Bureau" remark.

The angle of his mouth, which was originally 44.4 degrees, suddenly became 48.48 degrees.

Huang Qiangming said, "Good morning, Mu Team. How is your recovery?"

Mu Zhiyang lowered himself and said, "Huang Team, we're just chatting..."

"I know, you young people like to chat." Huang Qiangming spoke with a smile, as if comforting Mu Zhiyang, and said, "A soldier who doesn't want to be a general is not a good soldier. As for aspirations, there's no need to cover them up with bragging. Mu Team, it sounds good."

At this time, Jiang Yuan had seen enough and smiled, "Huang Team, how long are you staying? Any cases?"

"Why? Do you want to join a case?" Huang Qiangming was still a little dissatisfied.

His own big cow was taken by the landlord to reclaim the land every day. What's the big deal?

But it was already a routine for the county bureau to be seconded by the municipal bureau or the provincial bureau.

Many young police officers who had just graduated were seconded by their superiors. Many young people didn't understand and thought they had an opportunity, so they actively ran to the higher-level departments.

In fact, the probability of being able to stay after being seconded was much lower than the probability of passing the civil service exam to enter a higher-level department, and the effort required was much greater. It was probably equivalent to not being able to enter university through the college entrance examination and deciding to participate in the Olympiad to enter university.

Or it was not able to enter the palace through the selection process, so it decided to enter the palace by becoming a famous prostitute to seduce the emperor.

The final outcome was probably the same. The county bureau got a body of a fallen flower and a post on the internet full of dreams and youth.

Of course, Jiang Yuan's situation was a bit different.

Jiang Yuan's nature of horse racing was too high-end, and the exploitation was more concealed...

In the blink of an eye, Huang Qiangming's mouth smiled at a 66.6-degree angle, sincerely saying, "There haven't been many recent cases in the county. Almost no theft cases. I came to report, and if you have time, come with me..."

"I won't go." Jiang Yuan didn't want to be too far from home.

Huang Qiangming clapped his hands and said, "That's fine."

The air in the ward cooled down a bit, and there was a slight awkwardness.

At this time, Huang Qiangming laughed again and patted Mu Zhiyang's shoulder twice, saying, "Mu, take good care of yourself. This time, I plan to have a good chat with the leaders and ask for some funds, preferably to make up for the overdue bonuses."

Jiang Yuan was a little surprised, "We are owed bonuses?"

Mu Zhiyang, being rubbed by Huang Qiangming, obediently said, "Occasionally, we are owed a few months of overtime pay or something. When it accumulates, it will be paid together."

Jiang Yuan suddenly realized, "No wonder my dad sent money. I was wondering why there were both whole numbers and decimals."

Saying that, Jiang Yuan glanced at the text message reminder, sat aside, opened his phone's notepad, and made a note:

Received salary plus four months of overdue bonuses, totaling: 14,760.16 yuan.

Then, he changed the previous "father's WeChat chat, meal subsidy from the leader, second-class merit reward" of 64,760.16 yuan to 50,000 yuan.

Looking at it again, it did look better.

After Jiang Yuan finished his work, Huang Qiangming asked, "By the way, I plan to discuss equipment upgrades with the municipal bureau. Do you have any ideas?"

The county bureau's money comes partly from the county government and partly from the municipal bureau and provincial department's allocations.

For equipment upgrades and technological innovations, it is mainly the municipal bureau and provincial department that provide the funds.

Jiang Yuan thought for a moment and said, "I think we can update the equipment for on-site investigation. Also, if conditions permit, we can buy some fingerprint equipment."

"Okay, I'll mention it to the leaders." Huang Qiangming couldn't make the decision directly, so he just made a note.

...

In the next few days, Jiang Yuan followed Wang Lan to complete the autopsy and write the reports for the last two bodies, and then returned to Ningtai County.

Ningtai was still the peaceful small county town.

The newly fallen rain soaked the land of the county.

The streets and alleys of the old town were still paved with large blue bricks from one or two hundred years ago, giving off a lively atmosphere. Of course, the nearby residents who were willing to live in their own houses instead of renting them out to guesthouses were originally qualified inhabitants.

Jiang Yuan drove around the old streets before taking the newly built urban road to the police station.Ever since mastering the image enhancement technology, Jiang Yuan would occasionally drive slowly around the county, stopping now and then, just to observe the blind spots of the surveillance cameras.

The image enhancement technology only gave Jiang Yuan the ability to process images. He didn't possess the most basic skills of the image investigation team, such as tracking cameras.

However, it wasn't too difficult.

Many basic officers in the image investigation team didn't master too many "core technologies". They simply saw more, experienced more, and were a bit more proficient. For instance, the Zhou Kehua case, which was solved through image technology, involved over a thousand police officers and nearly 300T of surveillance video, equivalent to the total length of 830,000 movies.

The image experts spent 15 months before they found a clue.

If an ordinary person worked so hard for 15 months, they could usually pass the civil service exam and get a less strenuous job.

The world of criminal investigation was supported by a group of people who didn't think too much, yet thought a lot. They might even be underpaid.

Jiang Yuan didn't have a mentor from the image investigation team to teach him.

However, he had a solid foundation and knew the ropes.

What he was doing now was the most basic and most troublesome work of the image investigators, which was to recognize the local surveillance cameras.

Recognize their locations, know their directions and ranges, understand their surrounding environment...

Even if the system gave him skills later, what Jiang Yuan practiced now wouldn't be wasted.

It was like studying footprints and constantly observing shoe patterns.

It wasn't a secret, nor something that could yield results in a day or two. It was about observing day by day, whenever he had the time.

Gradually, he became thoroughly familiar with the image system of a county town. It might be updated or renovated in the future, but the core content wouldn't change.

Jiang Yuan felt that if he were given a few more months to update some important locations and surveillance cameras, and if there were no major cases like homicides in Qinghe City for a couple of months, he could wipe out all the thieves in Ningtai County.

Not only could he catch all the criminals in the act, but he could also solve some old cases.

Especially those petty thieves who would be released from prison after a few months, if one more case was confirmed, they would have to stay for another year or so. If three or four cases were confirmed, they would be severely punished, and five to seven years would pass.

There was no such thing as a one-time thief.

Especially those with good skills and nimble hands, they had to be honed through countless trials. They wouldn't develop evenly without stepping on a couple of sewing machines.

"Uncle Li, you're busy." Jiang Yuan arrived at the county bureau's parking lot, rolled down the window, and greeted the security uncle.

"Oh, Jiang Yuan is back, and you've changed cars?" Uncle Li walked out of the guard booth with a smile on his face.

Jiang Yuan got out of the car, offered him a cigarette, and handed over a newly opened pack of Zhonghua.

"No need, no need..." Uncle Li declined.

"It's been a while, making up for the past." Jiang Yuan smiled and stuffed the Zhonghua into his jacket pocket.

Back when Jiang Village wasn't so wealthy, the most common job for men was security. Including Jiang's father in Jiangfu Town, he probably worked as a security guard for a short time, but he never told Jiang Yuan.

After all, even during the first demolition, Jiang Village was not wealthy, it just escaped poverty. Apart from a few people who spent extravagantly in excitement, most people cautiously held onto their demolition compensation and looked for jobs in the city.

The young, strong, and ambitious mostly rushed to the big cities. The remaining middle-aged and elderly, especially men like Jiang's father who had children but no wife, could only find work nearby. Being a security guard was a smooth choice.

Uncle Li was just a villager nearby, but he was less fortunate, either not getting a chance at demolition, or only going through one round.

He also offered Jiang Yuan a cigarette, then slapped his forehead, "I almost forgot, there was a notice from above a few days ago, saying that a parking spot in Zone C is vacant, it's for you."

Zone C is the area between the criminal police team and the county bureau, facing the doors of both buildings, it couldn't be more convenient. And this area was initially for the leaders' cars. After a small reform of the official cars, many leaders would rather walk a few more steps than park here.

So, some cared-for old comrades, and the parking spots of leaders from higher-level units that were listed, were arranged in Zone C. It was a small invisible benefit.

Jiang Yuan hesitated for a moment, then whispered, "Is it really for me? Isn't that inappropriate?"

Uncle Li couldn't help but look at Jiang Yuan's police rank, and also whispered, "It's most suitable for you, there's nothing inappropriate."

"Uh... okay. Did they assign a specific spot for me?"

"You can choose from the vacant ones, register for C16, it's the largest and most convenient." Uncle Li smiled and made a note in the guard booth.