Police cadet Jian Ruochen transmigrated into a book set in 1990s Hong Kong. He became the universally loathed ‘true young master,’ a cannon fodder character destined only to make the universall...
Chapter 16 Apologize before doing business
Guan Yingjun took down the phone that was held to his cheek, his face gloomy, "When did it happen?"
"This afternoon at 4:30 ..."
Everyone looked unhappy.
There are many unsolved cases in the Kowloon West Regional Police Headquarters where the beneficiaries are the Jiang family. Most of these unresolved cases that lack evidence only lack a witness who knows the inside story.
Jiang Yongyan has a special identity. He is not only President Jiang's special assistant, but also the housekeeper of the Jiang family. He knows a lot of secrets.
It is of vital importance to the Kowloon West Regional Police Station.
They originally wanted to wait for the prosecution to resolve the "Feng Jiamin case" and learn of Jiang Yongyan's sentence before going to the prison for an interrogation.
Unexpectedly, I received the news of Jiang Yongyan's death.
Zhang Xingzong scratched his head, "What should I do now?"
"Let's solve the case at hand first. I'll go to Sham Shui Po after get off work. I can't find out where Fu Yiwei is, so you guys go and try to check it out. I'll..." Guan Yingjun paused, remembering that he was still on the phone with Jian Ruochen, and his heart suddenly tightened.
He was stunned for just a second when Jian Ruochen hung up the phone.
Now stop for at least a minute...
Guan Yingjun lowered his eyes and looked at the screen of his mobile phone, on which there were three small jumping words.
On the phone...
He calmly breathed a sigh of relief and put the phone to his ear again, "Sorry, I just had work."
Jian Ruochen hummed, "I heard it. The phone reception is good. Business is more important."
Li Changyu had finished grading the papers and was watching the fun with his hands in his pockets.
Guan Yingjun has always liked to go his own way since he was young and would not turn back until he hit a wall.
He had long wanted to see this man hit a wall.
After waiting for so many years, someone finally lived up to my expectations.
Guan Yingjun didn't know how to respond for a moment, so he found a way out for himself, "I'll pick you up at the Serious Crime Unit and introduce you to Team A."
Jian Ruochen said coldly: "So you remember."
Guan Yingjun coughed lightly.
He was afraid that Jian Ruochen would get too close to the members of Group A and would be able to win them over with just a few words, so he intentionally did not make a formal introduction.
As a result, the people in Group A only knew that Jian Ruochen was a student of Teacher Li Changyu, and did not know that he was the future criminal psychologist consultant.
Guan Yingjun asked: "Then I will go to Xiangjiang University to pick you up now?"
"No, it's faster for me to take a taxi."
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Kowloon West Regional Police Station, Crime Squad A Office.
Guan Yingjun hesitated as he looked at the hung up phone.
Are you not angry anymore?
Not really, it always feels a bit official.
Zhang Xingzong held the case report in his arms, trying to figure out Guan Yingjun's expression, and hesitated to ask, "How, how is it?"
Guan Yingjun said: "They will be here soon."
Zhang Xingzong: "...As long as the consultant is not lost."
Hey, what's wrong with saying sorry and being a little bit humble?
"Is your mouth burnt?"
The two looked at each other.
Zhang Xingzong held up the case report to cover his mouth: "I told you?"
Guan Yingjun was silent for a while.
Now the initiative is completely in Jian Ruochen's hands. This can't go on. We must take some of it back.
He asked: "What kind of gift do you think a person who likes a society ruled by law would like?"
Zhang Xingzong:?
Such an abstract question.
"Are you planning to give a gift to the police chief? The chief should like meritorious policemen, right? Try to do more meritorious deeds?"
Guan Yingjun seemed to be thinking about something.
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When Jian Ruochen arrived at the West Kowloon Serious Crime Unit, there was only Guan Yingjun in the Group A office, and no one else.
He stepped back and looked at the sign on the door.
It is indeed Group A’s office.
Just as Jian Ruochen took a step back, he heard hurried footsteps in front of him.
Guan Yingjun thought he was going to leave, so he reached out and grabbed Jian Ruochen's shoulder, whispering, "Sorry."
He paused, then spoke awkwardly, "I shouldn't have tested you after you've helped me so many times... I'm sorry for offending you."
Jian Ruochen answered.
Guan Yingjun lowered his head and carefully considered each word, saying, "Teacher Li can certainly help investigate the case, but you can never spend a fortune to get such important evidence for Team A. You are not a substitute for Teacher Li."
He said gently, "I know what you want. You want to be a police officer, right? When you graduate from college, I will write you a letter of recommendation and let you go to the police academy."
The police academy in Hong Kong is a six-month system, which only takes 27 weeks. Admission is either through direct recruitment or through recommendation.
Guan Yingjun didn't give Jian Ruochen a chance to refuse. He took out a round silver medal with a blue border from his pocket and pressed it into his palm. "I'll leave this here as collateral. You can use it to ask me for a letter of recommendation in three years."
Jian Ruochen opened his palm and took a look.
It is a medal of bravery, basically only awarded to undercover agents who have made significant contributions.
Most people never live to touch this medal.
He rubbed it with his thumb, feeling the warmth of the medal and Guan Yingjun's sincerity, and asked with a hint of sarcasm, "Why isn't it gold?"
Guan Yingjun: …
"Golden ones should be awarded posthumously."
He is not dead yet.
Jian Ruochen said slowly: "I won't take the things."
Guan Yingjun's throat tightened slightly.
Jian Ruochen stuffed the medal back into Guan Yingjun's chest pocket and patted his stiff chest, "It doesn't fit."
"The medal cannot be mortgaged or sold. It can only be given to specific family members. Otherwise, it violates the medal awarding system. Don't give it away randomly in the future... I won't report you this time."
Guan Yingjun was stunned for a moment.
Ever since he received the medal, he has kept it at the bottom of the box and had no idea there was such a rule.
Three months ago, the media made a big fuss about the superintendent of Yau Ma Tei Police Station giving a medal to his newlywed wife.
It turns out that it can only be given to family members...
Jian Ruochen said, "Let's make things clear at once."
Guan Yingjun suppressed his discomfort and said, "Okay, go ahead."
Jian Ruochen raised his finger, "First of all, I don't need your complete trust. You can investigate privately, but don't test me again and again. It's annoying."
"Secondly, I don't care what happens in private, but it's better to trust each other when doing things to avoid problems."
"The last one..."
Guan Yingjun lowered his eyes to look at him, thinking that the grapefruit-flavored mouth would say something embarrassing, but he heard Jian Ruochen say: "Third, you immediately regard me as a consultant and introduce me to the members of Group A."
Guan Yingjun felt relieved suddenly, but suddenly realized that the rhythm of this conversation was completely controlled by Jian Ruochen, which was contrary to his original idea.
He forced himself not to think too much about it, turned around and called the members of Group A back to the office, and first introduced Jian Ruochen to the group members: "Everyone knows this person, he is a student of Teacher Li Changyu. From today on, he will officially become the criminal psychology consultant of our Group A."
Zhang Xingzong led the applause.
No matter what the question is, the important thing to do is to tie up the God of Wealth.
but……
"Isn't Jian Ruochen just a freshman? It's good for him to cooperate with our sting operation. Sting operation only requires acting like a real person, and no professional knowledge is required. But being a consultant is different."
The tall and thin man next to Zhang Xingzong elbowed him and said, "He is Li Changyu's student. If he encounters problems, can't he just ask Li Changyu?"
Li Changyu was unwilling to come to the police station, and the students who tied him up were the same.
Jian Ruochen knew that before they showed their true abilities, the only criminal psychologist that these members of the serious crime team would recognize was Teacher Li.
But the police station is a place where strength speaks, so there is no rush.
Guan Yingjun pointed at the team members and introduced them to Jian Ruochen, "Ding Gao, Liu Sizheng, Huo Mingxuan, Bi Qianqian, Song Xuyi, Lin Jiacheng, Zhang Xingzong."
Jian Ruochen shook hands with each of them and greeted them earnestly, skipping the useless pleasantries and getting straight to the point: "Where are the interrogation records for the past seven days? Let me take a look."
Everyone was stunned.
A week ago, Jian Ruochen was kind and amiable, smiling at everyone he met, but now that he was serious, his intimidation was surprisingly no less than Guan Yingjun's.
Zhang Xingzong handed over the interrogation record.
Jian Ruochen flipped through it and found that there was very little information on it.
The murderer who killed the patrolman in Sham Shui Po was named Fu Yiwei. The reason he killed the patrolman was to use this opportunity to ask Jian Ruochen out on a date.
Then when the relationship heats up to a certain level, they will eat their lover.
"Is that all?" Jian Ruochen shook the papers in his hand.
Guan Yingjun: “Yeah.”
Ding Gao whispered, "It's only been seven days, these are good enough."
Ding Gao is as his name suggests, tall and thin, like a bamboo pole.
He was wearing a long black trench coat with a floppy collar and slightly wrinkled hem. The clothes didn't look ironed. He probably didn't care much about his personal image and was rather casual. He looked like a quick-talking person.
Jian Ruochen retracted his gaze, "It's been hard work. Sir Guan, please take me to see the murderer."
Guan Yingjun raised his hand to open the office door for him, and said as he walked in: "This murderer is suspected to be related to a serial murder case. The case spanned five years, and the victims were all good-looking teenagers around 16-20 years old. Our Serious Crime Team A believes it is a serial murder case, but since no remains have been found, the higher-ups have been asking us to investigate it as a missing person case."
"A week ago, our people detected a large amount of blood reaction in the shower room of Fu Yiwei's home. The body of the victim this time was intact, with no signs of dismemberment, so those bloodstains should have been left by other victims."
Jian Ruochen raised his eyes: "But?"
Guan Yingjun continued: "But the suspect bit himself to death because he was killing a chicken."
As they were talking, the two men walked to the front of the interrogation room.
Guan Yingjun thought that an apology should be complete, so he said, "Thank you for making this trip. I'll treat you to a meal when you finish your questioning."
Jian Ruochen smiled, "Aren't you afraid that I won't be able to find out?"
Guan Yingjun looked back at the team members who followed closely and asked in a voice that only the two of them could hear: "They like you, but they don't respect you. Don't you want to show them your true abilities?"