Chapter 42 Chapter 42 Practice, practice, practice again, finally...

Shooting is definitely Qiu Jiang's biggest weakness at the moment, no doubt about it, and maybe it was also the case before.

Otherwise, how could it be possible that after studying for two years, he would still be a novice after returning.

He was totally surprised and asked her, bewildered, "Did you skip class before?"

Otherwise, he would never have understood how this situation could happen.

Qiu Jiang felt even more embarrassed, because after searching her memory, she found that she had not actually skipped classes. It was just that there were many people and few guns in the police academy, and not everyone could get a chance during the shooting class.

In addition, I was not very good at shooting, so I was a little scared in class. When the instructor asked people to come out for practice, I always hid behind others.

Those instructors already had a lot of students to teach, and since she was quiet, they often ignored her, so that they only discovered that she was a missed student during the final exam.

Later, their teacher found out and urged her on. However, after he and the instructor looked at her grades, they all remained silent. The final result was that the original intention of training her to be a comprehensive police talent was changed to a clerical training goal.

Originally, I applied to the police academy only because I could be exempted from tuition fees and was guaranteed a job after graduation. I didn't care much about what type of police work I would do. Although I was a little discouraged by this decision, I accepted it well.

So what he said was really right, there was no difference between him and a novice.

After the two of them talked about this, Deng Xingwang finally understood why she got such a result.

What newbie could know everything right out of the gate? Furthermore, the fact that she could hit the target without much practice was considered a natural talent.

"Jiang Jiang, you'll have to slowly make up for this." He couldn't help her catch up on the basics, but...

Qiu Jiang put down the gun, his voice dejected, a hint of frustration in his voice, "I know."

Deng Xingwang felt a little reluctant, but he really had no choice. She could only rely on herself to slowly make up for this foundation.

She pursed her lips, raised her gun and fired another round at the target. The result was not much different from before.

Deng Xingwang was a little worried that she might have been too shocked, and then he heard her say, "It's still not working. Xingwang, you practice first. I'll go to the library."

"Huh?" He didn't quite understand her sudden turn of events. He looked at her back as she hurried out the door and shouted, "What are you doing in the library?"

"Filling up the basics——"

Her clear voice came back from the door.

"Well... okay... that's also a method." Deng Xingwang muttered a few words and continued practicing.

At the same time, Qiu Jiang was also serious.

After arriving at the library in the bureau, he picked up a large stack of shooting-related books and placed them on the study table.

The determination to destroy all these books made the old man in the library stunned. He couldn't help asking, "Little girl, can you read so many?"

Qiu Jiang looked at the book in front of her, which was almost taller than her when she sat up, and felt a little worried, but there was nothing she could do.

She is a rookie and can only learn more.

"I'll try my best." She encouraged herself.

The old man really admired her and said, "Keep up the good work, kid."

Probably because he was afraid of disturbing her, he went to the other side.

I am the only one left here. There is no environment more suitable for studying than this. Qiu Jiang clenched his fists to encourage himself.

After feeling refreshed, I started reading the first book.

What she lacked now was the basics, so she directly picked up an entry-level tutorial and started reading it, skipping the very long preface at the beginning, and directly looked for the knowledge points that she most needed to supplement in the table of contents, then turned to that page and started reading.

She read silently while trying to figure out what it meant. Fortunately, she could understand it, but it was easy to forget what she had memorized. That's when the notebook came in handy. She wrote down the knowledge points she understood bit by bit on paper for later review.

The old man was sitting on a chair by the window, leisurely crossing his legs, drinking tea and reading the newspaper without any interruption, and occasionally looking up at Qiu Jiang.

Unexpectedly, she was actually reading and taking notes quietly and honestly. She was not trying to trick him just now, so the smile on her face couldn't help but be more sincere.

Anyone who has studied knows that it is not difficult to sit down and read, but it is not easy to persist. I don’t know how many people fish for three days and dry the net for two days, and after two days they get tired and never come again.

So although he felt that the child was very serious, he didn't think she could come all the time.

But when he saw her again the next day, he was really surprised, even if not much.

But seeing her every day for the next week was truly remarkable.

He was now almost certain that this kid was not just doing this on impulse, but really wanted to study hard.

This week, he watched with his own eyes as her notes grew from the initial two pages to more and more, and she would gesture from time to time, looking particularly lively.

There are indeed a lot of books in his library, but there are not many people like her who come here every day. It can even be said that there are almost none. Most of the time, he is the only one guarding so many books. Unless he goes somewhere else, you can never see him.

Now that he saw that there was finally someone who knew the benefits of reading and came here to report every day, he was happy and paid more attention to her. Sometimes, when he saw her not moving for a long time, he would even give her a glass of water.

Especially when he saw that she didn't move her seat for a long time, he couldn't help but get her another glass of water, "Little girl, come and drink some water."

Qiu Jiang took her eyes off the book and blinked a few times, slowly relaxing the fatigue of reading. When she saw him, she smiled and said sweetly, "Thank you, uncle."

"Well, it's just a small thing, nothing to thank you for." He raised his hand and kept urging her, "Try it, how does it taste?"

She also noticed the mulberry leaves and wolfberries floating in the paper cup and exclaimed in surprise, "My eyes are feeling tired. Thank you so much for this tea."

"Hey, how about trying it?"

After saying that, he looked at her expectantly.

Qiu Jiang looked down and saw that the coffee-colored tea was light and warm, and it was particularly lovely when paired with the red, round wolfberries and the green, fluttering mulberry leaves.

The most important thing is that the sweetness of wolfberry has been completely dissolved into the water. After taking a sip, her eyes lit up.

“It’s delicious.”

The old man smiled and was very satisfied with her reaction. He introduced her, "Yes, this ratio took me a long time to adjust. It won't make you get irritated and is good for your eyes. It's perfect for kids like you who read for a long time."

"That's amazing." Qiu Jiang didn't hesitate to praise him, and even asked curiously, "Is this tea soup boiled? If it's been brewed, the color wouldn't be so dark, and the wolfberries wouldn't be so flavorful."

"That's absolutely right." It was a rare opportunity for the old man to chat with a child, so he sat opposite her and talked non-stop. "Not only is it boiled, but it's also cooked slowly over low heat in a purple clay teapot, using mineral water to maximize its medicinal properties. If you like it, I'll make it for you tomorrow. I guarantee that even if you read for a long time, your eyes will be as bright as the stars in the sky."

"Isn't this too much trouble?" Qiu Jiang felt a little embarrassed.

"What's the big deal? I cook every day anyway, so it won't be a problem if I share it with you."

"Then I won't be polite. Thank you, sir." Qiu Jiang didn't hesitate and thanked him openly.

The old man was very relieved to hear this, and a smile appeared in the wrinkles on his face. "Then take your time to read it. If you run out, come to me for more."

"Okay."

She then made her presence felt in the library, and her relationship with the old man became increasingly cordial. In the end, the old man directly called her Jiang Jiang.

Qiu Jiang also learned that his real surname was Qin, and that he had been working in the Municipal Bureau since he was young. Even after he retired, he was reluctant to leave, so when he saw that the library needed people, he continued to work here, and he worked there for about seven or eight years.

"I haven't seen many people come to my place in recent years. Jiang girl, tell me, are they idiots? How can they not know the benefits of reading? If they just keep relying on what they've accumulated, sooner or later they'll fall behind those criminals who like to read and use their brains. How can their crime-solving rate go up?"

As he spoke, he began to sigh, but there was nothing he could do except sigh. He could only resign himself to the fact that young people nowadays are not like those in their time and are too impetuous.

Qiu Jiang didn't know how to start the conversation, so after some hesitation, she finally spoke, "Actually, the police station is quite busy right now. I guess they don't have time."

Just like sometimes she was so tired that she didn't want to move, but her foundation was so poor and she didn't want to fall behind, so she gritted her teeth and squeezed out time to come here and to the training ground.

"Then you're not busy? You've squeezed out the time to come, haven't you?" The old man retorted directly, "Don't make excuses for them. I've known them for a while, and I understand their situation very well. They just don't like studying, and sooner or later they'll cry."

The old man is sometimes very stubborn, and no matter what he believes in, nothing can stop him.

Qiu Jiang opened her mouth, but didn't know what to say, so she could only smile at him without saying anything.

The old man didn't make things difficult for her and told her to read carefully, which would definitely be beneficial for her in the future.

"Oh." Qiu Jiang responded and continued to study the vast amount of documents.

In the cafeteria, people who had been busy all morning rushed in to eat. It was bustling and lively.

After a long while, Deng Xingwang finally got his meal and sat down. "There are too many people here. Eating every day is like a war."

Chen Da was chewing a steamed bun. He looked up at him, sweating profusely. He looked like he was being squeezed hard. "Then why don't you come down earlier next time?"

"That won't do. I still have to practice my shooting skills." Deng Xingwang muttered without thinking, holding a steamed bun in his mouth. He took a big bite of the bun before continuing, "I don't think my investigation ability will improve for the time being. I'm only good at shooting. If I can't show my best results to the quarterly team in a month, how can I expect the quarterly team to give me a gift?"

"Promising."

Deng Xingwang chuckled twice and went to eat.

But as he ate, his curiosity piqued. "Team Ji, along with Brother Guo and Brother Wang, have been in the provincial capital for a few days now? Why haven't they returned yet?"

"Who knows? The work is not finished yet." Chen Da buried his head in eating noodles and didn't care much about this matter.

Anyway, now that the five teams have been formed, they are on the right track. Even if the main leader goes away, it will not affect the normal operation of the team. What's more, he is not there to eat for nothing, so it is no problem for him to help deal with general matters.

Deng Xingwang was a little curious when he heard about this. "Brother Chen, going to the provincial capital is such a good opportunity. Why don't you go?"

In Team Five, Chen Da has definitely the longest seniority, and his rank is the highest after Team Leader Ji and Guo Kai. Logically, as long as he wants to go, Team Leader Ji will definitely take him. But now, he has lost an opportunity to show himself in front of provincial leaders.

Chen Da knocked his head with his chopsticks. "Why are you so nosy? If Guo Kai and I leave, who will keep you working?"

Deng Xingwang clutched his head and cried out in pain. Hearing what he said, he was extremely curious. He leaned in close and whispered, "Then why did Brother Guo go? Did you guys agree that he would go this time and you would go next time?"

Chen Dabai glared at him and said, "It would be great if you could be this curious about solving cases."

Deng Xingwang was scolded into shutting up.

Okay, he didn't ask anymore.

Seeing that he finally shut up, Chen Da finally gulped down the rest of his meal and asked him, "Is Jiang Jiang still in the library?"

"No, she should have been in the library for an hour in the morning and then in the training room at noon."

Chen Da nodded and held out his hand. "Where's Jiang Jiang's meal ticket? Give it to me. I'll go get it for her."

"Oh, here, here." Deng Xingwang took it out of his pocket and gave it to him.

Chen Da took it and stood up. "It just so happens that I have nothing to do today. I'll practice shooting with Jiang Jiang later. Please wash this lunch box for me and take it back."

Deng Xingwang lowered his head and took a big sip of noodle soup, nodding at him repeatedly, "No problem, no problem."

When Chen arrived, Qiu Jiang was just about to check her shooting results. The target slowly moved in front of her. The first thing she saw was the bullet mark that entered the ninth ring. She rubbed her hand excitedly and was so excited that she almost jumped up.

The remaining nine bullet marks each had their own ideas, floating all over the edge of the target, making her slightly sober up from her previous excitement.

Sure enough, I still have to keep practicing.

She encouraged herself in her heart, and at this moment, Chen Da's voice came from the side and behind, "Jiang Jiang is not bad, and the improvement is quite fast."

Qiu Jiang turned her head and saw Chen Da smiling at her with a sincere expression, but she had seen him shoot, and she was only a half-baked one, having just gotten beyond the level of a novice.

"Brother Chen, I still have a lot of practice to do. If you keep praising me, I'll take it seriously."

"Why not take it seriously? It's true that you've made rapid progress, but I haven't finished what I'm saying yet. Your level is indeed still very poor."

Chen Da spoke very frankly, without hiding anything. Qiu Jiang touched her nose and instantly felt that it was right. She promised him seriously, "I will definitely continue to work hard."

She still looked full of energy and not discouraged at all. Chen Da liked her very much and handed her the food directly. "Eat first. After dinner, I will practice with you."

Qiu Jiang was overjoyed and immediately said, "Okay."

She took her lunch box and happily found a place to sit cross-legged on the ground to eat. At this time, Chen Da shouted at her, "Look, your brother Chen will show you his skills."

Qiu Jiang nodded repeatedly, looking expectant. "I promise to watch it carefully."

Chen Da wanted to show off in front of the children, so he struck a pose that he never normally used. Then he looked forward with his eyes piercing and fired ten shots in a row.

Every time she shot a gun, she could hear the echo of it hitting the target. Even if the target had not moved yet, she could be sure that no matter how many rings he hit, he would definitely not miss the target.

Seeing the target moving over, Qiu Jiang quickly jumped up from the ground to look, and his eyes widened as soon as he saw it.

Six out of ten shots hit the bull's eye, and the remaining four shots were within the nine rings. Compared to her best level of nine rings, Chen Da's shooting skills were undoubtedly divine.

Qiu Jiang clapped vigorously, her face flushed with excitement, and said excitedly, "Brother Chen, you are so amazing, it's amazing."

Chen Da laughed heartily at the compliment. "It's just average. When I was young, I could have hit the bull's eye with eight or nine shots, if not ten. Now I'm old, and my eyesight isn't as good as it used to be, so I can only shoot like this."

He patted her left shoulder and said, "You are still young, there are plenty of opportunities for training and improvement. Brother Chen is very optimistic about you."

"Really?" Qiu Jiang looked at him with sparkling eyes like a little child who was asking for confirmation again and again, wanting to hear a definite answer again. After all, she had been practicing for a week and still couldn't hit the bull's eye with a single shot. It was really frustrating.

"Of course." Chen Da's expression was exaggerated. "Your brother Chen's words are real. Just practice hard. I guarantee you'll be much better than me in the future."

After getting the exact answer again, Qiu Jiang smiled, with stars twinkling in her eyes, which made the child very happy.

But although his wishes were beautiful, she was still more pragmatic. She just wanted to hit a heart once.

Even just once is fine.

It was fine before she started training, but now she has been training for a week. The more she practices, the more obsessed she becomes with the red heart, so much so that in her dreams at night she sees herself shooting and hitting all the red hearts.

"That's easy. Let me see how you shoot. I'll give you some guidance. It should be no problem to hit the bull's eye." Chen Da said confidently.

"That's great."

Qiu Jiang excitedly went back to eat a few mouthfuls of rice and immediately ran over, standing next to him, aiming forward based on what she had learned from books and the experience she had summarized from training these days.

“Pah pah pah——”

After ten shots, the two checked the target together. The best result this time was still nine rings, but there was one thing that was better than last time. That was that there were two bullet marks within the nine rings, one more than before, and there were four bullet marks on the eighth ring. The remaining four were also very close to the inside of the target. Compared with the results a week ago, the progress was amazing.

If she had such grades when she was just starting out in the police academy, she would definitely be a good girl in the instructor's eyes. Unfortunately, the past cannot be changed, and she graduated a long time ago. Although this grade is not the worst among those who have been in the team, it is just below average.

She still has some practice to do.

Chen Da saw her problem at a glance and said directly, "Your gesture is too rigid. Look at the gesture of me holding a gun."

As he spoke, Chen Da raised his hand to demonstrate, and he pulled out his gun and shot forward very swiftly and easily. The sound of the pistol hitting the target came from the front, and he maintained a very relaxed posture from beginning to end.

Qiu Jiang looked at her own gestures again; they were as stiff as if they had been soaked in ice water in the coldest days of winter.

She deflated, "It seems so. It's so stiff."

"Not only that, but you'll automatically blink when you shoot, and that'll definitely deflect the gun."

"You have two main problems right now. One is that you're still too unfamiliar with firing a gun, and you still can't let go when you shoot. Tell me, are you very nervous when you're about to shoot, and do you go over all the precautions in your mind?"

"...Yes." He was right.

Qiu Jiang nodded pitifully.

"Also, your posture is too standard. Have you been reading a lot lately?"

Qiu Jiang nodded stiffly again.

"It is better to have no books than to blindly believe in them. I can see that you are not just learning by rote, but you have integrated your own habits. However, the integration is too little. Your movements are indeed standard, but too standard, so standard that they are a bit rigid. I think you should just stop reading for the next two days. Digest what you have learned first, and focus on finding the most comfortable posture here." Chen Da advised her.

Qiu Jiang looked at the gun in his hand and couldn't think of any other solution, so he agreed.

"Thank you, Brother Chen, otherwise I wouldn't know what's wrong with me." She said with some relief, otherwise with her current training method, she would probably just become a stiff shooting machine in a month.

"Okay, just practice first. If you have any questions, come and see me anytime. It just so happens that our team has nothing going on lately, so I can help you figure out what's going on."

After all, she was one of his men, so Chen Da was still very caring and loving towards her and Deng Xingwang, especially since she was a delicate girl. However, it would be a pity if she was a rare little red flower in their criminal police team and quit because of a setback during shooting practice.

What's more, even the picky people in their season team think that she has great potential for training. He should take better care of her. Maybe one day she will become the pillar of the team.

Qiu Jiang didn't know that he had such high expectations of her. She felt that she finally had an old expert to help her. She couldn't help but feel that she was a little stupid before. She didn't even think of asking them to help her take a look, and she wouldn't have discovered her problem only now.

Fortunately, it is not too late to discover it now, and she still has plenty of opportunities to correct it.

Qiu Jiang smiled at him gratefully, and even a strong man would have softened his heart.

Sure enough, the little girl is still the cutest, unlike the naughty boy in his family. He was cute when he was young, but he became more and more naughty as he grew up, causing troubles and giving him a headache. Just say a few words to him, and he won't hit anyone, but he will cry so loudly that the neighbors will come to his house. But the boy is a great cryer, and his crying is so heartbreaking that the neighbors all come to his side and advise him not to be angry with the child. It's so infuriating.

In comparison, the little girl is more likable.

It's a pity. In this day and age, every family's lifeline is a matter of life and death. He wants a second child unless he doesn't want to continue working in the unit. As long as he doesn't have that plan, he will only have this little enemy in this life.

Chen Da practiced with her for a while, telling her how to relax herself from time to time, until Deng Xingwang came running in from outside.

Deng Xingwang gasped as soon as he saw them, and without stopping, he shouted, "Brother Chen, this is bad! Someone has died in Chenjia Village."

"What?"

"The police were just called. They said a little girl's body was found on the mountain. Medical Examiner Lu is already there."

"Walk--"

Upon hearing this, Chen Da immediately put down his gun and rushed out, and Qiu Jiang followed him.

Deng Xingwang had just run over and hadn't even caught his breath when he saw the two of them running away. He half-knelt down and gasped for breath. After calming down for less than two seconds, he quickly chased after them.