Chapter 6
All the detectives who were eavesdropping around the wall had their brains exploded.
Even Jiang Nan, who had just praised her for her sincerity, was now holding his face with both hands in surprise and said exaggeratedly: "Fuck, fuck, fuck, she's crazy! Is there anything wrong with our mascot's brain?"
"We all speculated that suicide was more likely. How dare she say in front of everyone that it was homicide?"
Lin Anyu's interview frightened Tang Jianyue, who had just joined the company a few days ago. He asked carefully, "Brother Jiang, should we tell Captain Jiang?"
Jiang Nan stopped him without even thinking: "You can't say it."
After thinking about it, Jiang Nan still felt that he should tell Jiang Aichen. He took a step back and said, "Let's talk about it tomorrow. I can't tell you today."
Tang Jianyue: "Why?"
"Captain Jiang has gone to the imperial capital and won't be back until tomorrow."
Tang Jianyue: "Why is Captain Jiang going to the imperial capital?"
"I heard he was going to pay tribute to someone," Jiang Nan said, "Anyway, he must be in a bad mood right now. If we add fuel to the fire now - tell him that during the few hours he was away, the little mascot sold out the entire police force, he would be so angry that he would chop the little mascot into eight pieces right on the spot."
Tang Jianyue: "So what should we do now?"
Jiang Nan hesitated for a while, as if he was comforting others, or comforting himself: "Little Mascot was an ace detective before he lost his memory. She must have her reasons for saying that. Let's investigate it as a murder case first. After the little mascot made such a fuss, maybe someone will come to us with clues."
"What if, what if, it turns out to be suicide, our police force can just apologize sincerely."
"In short, we, the Beihai Police Force, share honor and disgrace, and none of us can be missing. I believe that as long as we unite, there will be no case that cannot be solved."
Tang Jianyue was obviously irritated by Jiang Nan's words. He nodded heavily: "Yes! Deputy Captain Jiang is right."
It was rare for Meng Qi to feel that Jiang Nan had said something human: "That's right. I never thought that one day I would hear these words from your mouth. I've learned a lot."
Jiang Nan smiled embarrassedly: "It wasn't me who said that, it was my goddess who said that."
Meng Qirang rolled his eyes at him: "I knew it."
"My goddess also said that there are no unsolvable cases, only detectives who can't solve them," Jiang Nan said, "As long as there is a crime, there will be clues left behind."
At the crime scene, Tang Jianyue heard Jiang Nan mention that he had a goddess. Now that it was mentioned again, Tang Jianyue's curiosity rose to his throat: "Deputy Captain Jiang, who is your goddess?"
"Song Luo," Jiang Nan seemed to have endless things to say when he mentioned his goddess. "She is nicknamed the Sherlock Holmes of the 21st century and the Justice Bao of the new era. The average time she takes to solve a case is 12 hours. The fastest record for catching a murderer was 20 minutes. At that time, the criminal was playing tricks on the police and thought that he was disguising himself as a reporter, so the police would be in the dark and couldn't do anything to him. But he never thought that he met Conan who existed in the real world, and he exposed himself by answering a few questions casually."
"So powerful." Tang Jianyue's eyes lit up.
"It's a must, otherwise how can you be our Captain Jiang's master?"
When it comes to Song Luo, the other detectives are obviously more interested in gossiping than Lin Anyu.
They stopped climbing the corner, stood up straight, formed a circle, and tried their best to explain science to Tang Jianyue.
"I heard that when Song Luo was still in school, he was a great man admired by the whole school. He was admitted to the Imperial Capital Police Academy with the grades of Tsinghua University and Peking University. He has mastered many skills such as sniping, hypnosis, criminal psychological profiling, forensics, and portraiture. He is definitely a hexagonal warrior in the criminal police world."
"I think she is very good at Taekwondo. She even won the world championship in Taekwondo when she was in high school. At that time, one of my younger brothers went to watch the Taekwondo World Championships and saw her run up, jump onto someone's hand, and after being lifted up, she turned in the air and kicked several boards sideways. In the video recorded by my brother, I also saw that she paused in the air for at least two seconds. If it wasn't a world competition, I would have suspected that she had several wires hanging behind her."
Tang Jianyue was shocked: "Why did she decide to become a criminal police officer? A Taekwondo world champion should be able to earn a lot of money."
"She was born into a police family. Her father and brother are both police officers, so she learned Taekwondo in order to become a police officer."
"Wrong, wrong," someone retorted, "I heard that she dropped out of high school and opened a Taekwondo gym, but it didn't work out, so she went back to school and applied to the police academy."
"Bullshit, she's already a world champion, how could she not be able to open a Taekwondo gym?"
Seeing the two people arguing endlessly, Li Tang hurriedly changed the subject and asked, "Don't you feel that we haven't heard much about the deeds of that great goddess in the past two or three years? In the past, every time she solved a case, all the police stations in the country wanted to compile it into a book for study."
"It's been a long time since I heard about my goddess' deeds." Jiang Nan said.
In an instant, there was silence all around.
Li Tang scanned everyone's faces and asked tentatively, "Is it possible that our Jiang team is going to the capital just to..."
Jiang Nan knew what he was going to say next, so he stopped him immediately: "Shut up, it's impossible, my goddess is alive and well."
"Who is living well?" Lin Anyu, who had just finished the interview, walked over and asked casually when he saw them gathered together.
"You're alive and well," Jiang Nan was furious when he saw her. He didn't even wait for her to stand firm before he immediately pulled her to the center of the crowd. "I'm so pissed off, Lin Anyu, did you do this on purpose?"
"What are you doing on purpose?" Lin Anyu asked back.
Jiang Nan: "You said he killed her on purpose."
Lin Anyu blinked and said honestly: "How do you know?"
Jiang Nan's eyes darkened: "How could you say this on purpose?"
Lin Anyu felt puzzled: "Why can't I say this? I even deliberately said that our police station would need 48 hours to solve the case."
Jiang Nan:? ? ? ?
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On the other side, the night deepened, and in the sky, dark blue and darkness overlapped. The sunlight penetrated the thin clouds, illuminating the end of the sky in a deep orange-red color. The imperial capital in May was not considered cold, but the wind was blowing gently all day and night. The crescent moon hidden in the dark blue sky could not help but restrain its own coldness and adjusted its silver light to a dim brightness.
At the Martyrs' Cemetery, a black SUV drove smoothly into the empty parking lot.
It was evening and not many people came to pay their respects. There were only a few cars parked in the huge parking lot.
Jiang Aichen rolled down the car window, put his arm on the edge of the window, and lit a cigarette.
The smoke slowly rose from the open car window, and when it hit the bend of the car, it would bend along the wall of the car.
His car was parked right under a street light. The dim light fell straight down from three meters in the air, coating the area around the car with a layer of golden frost, as if it was determined to compete with the silver light of the moon for color.
Jiang Aichen, who was sitting in the driver's seat, was not in a hurry to get out of the car. After shaking off the excess ashes on his cigarette butt, he picked up a few stacks of files from the passenger seat next to him.
The white A4 paper was densely covered with words, all the details about Tang Shuang's case.
He exhaled smoke and examined every word on the file very carefully.
After an unknown amount of time, a little boy's voice came from the empty parking lot: "Mom, let's not come here anymore. Let's go. This is a cemetery. I'm scared."
The woman holding a bunch of white chrysanthemums in her hands pulled the child's arm and comforted him softly: "It's okay, Changchang, let's go see Dad and leave soon."
Seeing that his mother didn't listen to him, the frightened little boy immediately started to act like a rogue. He squatted on the ground and refused to move no matter how the woman pulled his arm.
He tried his best to stop her: "Let's go, let's go... Let's not come, I want to go home and do my homework."
As he spoke, the little boy burst into tears.
The little boy's unreasonable behavior seemed to annoy the woman. She shook off the boy's arm and shouted in reproach: "Chang Chang!"
In an instant, the little boy stopped crying. He squatted on the ground, opened his tearful eyes, and stared innocently at his mother who was several feet taller than him.
The woman sighed helplessly. She squatted down and tried her best to comfort him: "Changchang, we have to take the last bus home after seeing Dad. Please stop making trouble."
The child said in a hoarse voice, aggrieved: "There is a ghost, I am scared."
This time, the woman remained silent. She did not immediately use the words that everyone usually uses to comfort children to comfort her son by saying “There are no ghosts in this world”.
Instead, she was silent for a while. I don't know what kind of emotions she was brewing. Her originally clear and crisp voice unconsciously took on a few barely noticeable hoarseness. She squatted down and rubbed the little boy's head, saying, "Don't be afraid. You are the one they are willing to protect with their lives. How could they hurt you?"
"Only protect me?"
“No,” the woman shook her head. “It’s to protect everyone in our country.”
Jiang Aichen didn't hear the rest of the conversation. He looked carefully through the rearview mirror at the mother and son who were quarreling but gradually reconciled.
A woman's voice flashed through my mind unconsciously. Her voice was clear and full of energy: "I have no interest in protecting this world. All I want to do is protect my country."
Protect...the country?
Jiang Aichen crushed the burning cigarette butt in his hand and threw it into the ashtray in the car.
When no sound was heard in the cemetery again, Jiang Aichen slowly put away the files, opened the car door and walked out.
He took out a bunch of white chrysanthemums from the back seat, held them in his arms, and walked towards the cemetery.
The dim yellow street lights cast long shadows on the cypress trees on both sides, making them look like the backs of determined and upright people.
Jiang Aichen walked silently on the road that was neither wide nor narrow, his eyes fixed on the group of gray stone tablets not far away.
It's like there's a feeling -
Yes, this country is great and is indeed worth protecting with one's life.
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