Afternoon.

Jiang Yuan walked down the stairs leisurely, feeling relaxed all over. Suddenly, he felt the joy of leaving school early during his school days.

Looking back now, the joy of skipping class was the real joy.

When you grow up, the leisure time you spend thousands or even tens of thousands of dollars on is nothing compared to it.

Jiang Yuan walked with his arms swinging, even wanting to twist and turn.

"Going out?" Huang Qiangming's voice came from behind.

Jiang Yuan was startled, for a moment, he almost felt like he was back to the age when the head teacher had control over him.

"Uh...going out for a bit," Jiang Yuan said.

"Need a car?" Huang Qiangming's voice was filled with a 55.5-degree smile, which was extremely friendly and amiable.

If there was a world ruled by crocodiles, the crocodile that carried a chicken for his mother-in-law would be satisfied with the average social expectations with a smile at this level.

Jiang Yuan thought deeply for a moment, weighing the consequences of nodding or shaking his head, and then, with the calm attitude of dissecting a corpse, he nodded. "I'll take the car."

"Take our team's new car," Huang Qiangming handed over the key to the Great Wall Cannon.

At this moment, if viewed from above, Huang Qiangming's thick and short arm reaching out looked like a branch of an olive tree grown with fertilizer.

Jiang Yuan's hand was in his pocket, holding the key to his Mercedes-Benz G-Class, and hesitated a bit. "No need..."

"The car you earned, you should enjoy it first, right?" Huang Qiangming emphasized, "It's easy to drive. Step on the gas, and the car will surge forward."

"If you step on the gas too hard, the car will..."

"It's a new car from four years ago, and it's been maintained every year. You know, in our bureau, this kind of money won't be saved." Huang Qiangming unceremoniously handed the car key to Jiang Yuan and said, "When you're done, give the key to the office, or leave it with me. Don't delay others from using the car."

Jiang Yuan really didn't want to delay others from using the car, so he raised his hand.

"Don't use the unit's car to pick up girls. Don't park in the parking spaces at nightclubs, KTVs, and other night venues. If there's no space, park further away, and if you catch someone, just pull up right in front of their door, don't park in the parking spaces," Huang Qiangming reminded him again.

Jiang Yuan looked down at the key to the Great Wall Cannon.

He had only ridden in this car once, when he followed Liu Jinghui to Pingzhou. The experience on the highway wasn't great, but its performance on unpaved roads was good.

And, no matter what, it was still very advantageous compared to imported pickup trucks.

But, driving this car to pick up girls...

To be honest, any girl who would be willing to be picked up by this car would at least be attracted by its appearance.

"Also, is the new acetone cabinet useful?" Huang Qiangming sent Jiang Yuan directly to the car.

The brand-new pickup truck from four years ago was parked right at the gate of the criminal police team, even blocking the way a bit.

As Jiang Yuan walked away, he said, "I haven't used it yet. It's usually used when extracting fingerprints, and it's used more in current cases."

"Try turning it on when you get back. If there's a problem, we can deal with it early," Huang Qiangming reminded him.

"Okay."

"Don't worry about not having any cases. In such a big county, how could there not be any conflicts? Even murder cases...*spit*...go play, call if you need anything..."

Huang Qiangming waved goodbye to Jiang Yuan, then turned back and saw two young police officers walking in with thick, sticky milk tea, chatting and laughing.

"Cough cough." Huang Qiangming's eyes half-closed, his lips pressed flat.

The two police officers almost pulled out the milk tea on the spot.

"Huang Team."

"Huang Team~"

Huang Qiangming made a sound of acknowledgment, pointing to the milk tea, "You must drink it next time, put it in a bag without a logo and bring it in."

"Yes..." The two of them walked away with the milk tea.

...

Jiang Yuan picked up Wei Zhenguo at the intersection and drove to the outskirts of the city to Qinghe College.

Qinghe College is a vocational college, not large in scale, but with a considerable number of students, serving as the cornerstone of prosperity in Qinghe City. Every year, thousands of young students pour into Qinghe City like fresh blood, each starting a business, and no one knows how many people they have supported.

Zeng Zhuohu is a professor of animal science at Qinghe College. He is a bit thin, in good shape, and clearly has the marks of exercise.

Although the school is a bit lacking, Zeng Zhuohu has his own office, his own laboratory, and is quite satisfied.

Moreover, because it is adjacent to Wulong Mountain, animal science professors like Zeng Zhuohu can collect a large amount of material for publishing papers just by running around the conservation area every year, leading a very comfortable life.

Zeng Zhuohu's research route sounds simple, just placing some cameras in the wild at regular intervals, retrieving them regularly, analyzing the behavior of animals in the cameras, and writing down any ideas to form a paper.

In order to process a large amount of image data, they also bought relatively high-end computers.Upon learning of Jiang Yuan's needs, Zeng Zhuohu immediately made arrangements for him.

All the necessary software, according to Jiang Yuan's requested version numbers, were installed by the students, waiting for his arrival.

Jiang Yuan, not being pretentious, opened the video and took a quick look before running the software.

Zeng Zhuohu and several students gathered around to watch, probably wanting to update their skills and strive for self-sufficiency in the future.

Jiang Yuan allowed them to watch without explanation.

Enhancing images is not something that can be explained in just a few words.

If you can understand it just by listening, then there's no need for Jiang Yuan to explain. They can learn from books themselves.

Run the video once, if it works, run it again; if it doesn't work, try a different algorithm.

This is basically the process of video enhancement, but in actual operation, there are many troublesome issues to deal with. Many times, whether or not it is effective cannot be judged with the naked eye. Different algorithms need to be used for different quantitative judgments.

Zeng Zhuohu quickly understood that, given his age and qualifications, it was unlikely for him to have achieved this level of expertise on his own.

So, Zeng Zhuohu's expression became happier.

There's nothing difficult in the world, as long as you're willing to give up.

Give up buying a house, financial freedom. Give up getting married, personal freedom.

Zeng Zhuohu is a member of the "lying flat" generation of the previous generation. He did not participate in the competition of undergraduate colleges, but instead returned to his hometown's Qinghe College, got married, had children, and got promoted and a raise.

If working with biology is too much, he turns to animals; if working with animals is too much, he takes photos and does local academic research in chemistry.

While others were conducting ecological surveys in Shennongjia, he was conducting ecological surveys in Wulongsan.

When others used beautiful data, he touched up his own data.

The same goes for these animal videos.

Ten years ago, when the country had just started using outdoor cameras, capturing footage of snow leopards, Northeast tigers, and the like was considered a top publication-worthy achievement.

Now, it's not worth much, and the attention to the biology of Wulongsan is low, but Zeng Zhuohu's requirements are also low.

He just needs to be able to publish articles.

SCI is acceptable, and domestic core journals are satisfactory enough.

However, Zeng Zhuohu is considered a "lying flat" scholar, but after spending many years on a mountain, the footage he captured is quite good.

Theft is never good, try looking at bit.ly/3iBfjkV.

Jiang Yuan couldn't help but think that if the group of hunters from that day, who formed a gang of murderers and poachers, had their poaching scenes or murder scenes captured by a camera, it would be interesting.

"Can it capture people? Like poachers?" Jiang Yuan suddenly asked, looking a bit curious.

"We have captured people, but it's not very useful," Zeng Zhuohu shrugged and said, "Our cameras are mostly placed in protected areas, and there is a buffer zone outside the protected area where ordinary people are not allowed to enter. So, the people we capture are definitely up to no good, but we just notify the forest police."

One of his students added, "Some of the villagers nearby still go into the woods, not necessarily for poaching, but to find some medicinal herbs."

"There are also backpackers who sneak in to play," another student said, "You wouldn't believe how daring they are."

"I know, I've dissected them," Jiang Yuan recalled the days when he climbed the old hunting trails in Wulongsan, feeling emotional, and said, "I've collected a lot of backpackers' bones, some of which are quite hard."

The student who had just spoken was taken aback, then laughed and said, "You're really funny."

As a teacher, Zeng Zhuohu felt the need to protect his students, so he said softly, "Jiang Yuan's main job is a forensic doctor."

"Huh... then..." the students behind Jiang Yuan all took a step back, showing the results of their military training.

"Okay, this video is done," Jiang Yuan stood up and stretched his muscles, then gave his seat to Zeng Zhuohu.

Zeng Zhuohu asked, "So fast?"

As he sat down to watch, he saw that the previously blurry footage of the wild chicken had suddenly become clear, and the outlines were now clearly visible.

"With your skills, you could make a lot of money by starting a video company," Zeng Zhuohu praised, speaking the truth.

He was also going to pay Jiang Yuan, and while the school's price was slightly lower than the market price, Zeng Zhuohu knew that people with the ability to do video work were in short supply. Just the work of replacing the heads of so many poor-quality artists could last a lifetime.

Unfortunately, Jiang Yuan wasn't very interested in money.

With a calm smile, Jiang Yuan continued to work on the next video.

After completing one video after another, it was already evening.

Zeng Zhuohu was about to invite Jiang Yuan to dinner when a colleague hurried over and spoke in a low voice.After listening, Zeng Zhuohu turned back with a furrowed brow and whispered to Wei Zhenguo, "We've had a theft case on our hands."

Wei Zhenguo asked calmly, "What's missing?"

In such a large school, a theft case seemed quite normal.

But Zeng Zhuohu didn't feel relaxed at all and said gravely, "Four rhesus monkeys used for experiments."

"How much is the case worth... I mean, how much does one monkey cost?"

"150,000 each," Zeng Zhuohu explained. "They used to be around 7,000 or 8,000 each, but the price has skyrocketed..."

"I'll call the police for you!" Wei Zhenguo couldn't take it anymore. With a case value of 600,000, it was already a major theft case.