After two days of busy work, everyone can only take turns to rest and sleep. Everyone is suffering.

Uncle Jiu is old and especially tired.

Jiayi is not much better. Once a person is tired both physically and mentally, it is not only exhausting, but also exhausting.

Even the young girl who has been working for half a year is still full of energy and energy even when encountering a big and scary case.

But in the past two days, not only has dark circles appeared under her eyes, but her eyes often look dazed and lifeless.

In fact, Jiayi has very little time to sleep during the 4 hours of rest and sleep, except for eating.

During her second shift off, she went to the Hung Hom Village Police Station where Xu Shaowei had worked. When Xu Shaowei worked at the Hung Hom Village Police Station, he had briefly followed the old policeman who was killed and had his gun stolen.

Almost all the people who had worked with Xu Shaowei at the Hung Hom Village Police Station complained about him. Some said Xu Shaowei was ignorant of the ways of the world, some said Xu Shaowei was difficult to get along with and annoying, and some said Xu Shaowei had been disrespectful to the old policeman who had died, saying that not only did he not fulfill the oath he swore when he became a police officer to obey his superiors' orders, but he also failed to follow the basic moral principles of respecting the elderly and loving the young.

Only when communicating with a civilian female police officer, the other party hinted that Xu Shaowei had just graduated from the police academy and was a newcomer to the team. He was a rookie who only knew how to work and didn't know how to get along with his seniors. He was soon excluded and bullied by his colleagues.

There was no direct bullying such as beating and scolding, but there were many mean behaviors such as smiling and hiding a knife. They often insulted people's self-esteem, and even several older women in the police station had to say a few words about the old policemen...

When Jiayi was able to lie on the bed at home, she often stared at the bed board and had wild thoughts, and it was difficult to relax.

If you find out that your best friend is a murderer...

what would you do?

You have to fulfill your mission as a police officer, but every time you think about being his enemy, sending him to prison, and sending him to the electric chair... you always feel at a loss.

At this moment, Jiayi first wished that she was not a young person in her early twenties, but an older wise man from the future. Then she would not have to be so entangled in pain, but could figure out everything in an instant and move forward quickly?

People who are good at reading and learning, when faced with a difficult problem, probably look for the answer in a book.

So when she was watching in the car, she would flip through the philosophy books she brought with her, "Laozi", "Han Feizi", "Methodology"... She flipped through them randomly, hoping to have a moment of enlightenment when reading a certain article or sentence.

Whenever Xu Shaowei asked her why she read these books, she always said without looking up: "Learning to be a human being."

Sometimes the most important thing in life is not to be happy, but to know how to choose.

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While Jiayi was searching for the truth of the two cases and searching for answers, Fang Zhenyue was also busy and exhausted.

He had to take care of the cases and his subordinates, and also complete his work as an inspector. After finally completing four hours of surveillance, he just wanted to think about the case quietly and take a nap, but as soon as he sat down in the office, he received a call to the office for a meeting.

Meeting, meeting, meeting!

Meetings all day long!

He was annoyed to death, but he had to come, and he had to devote all his energy to it - because today's meeting was to discuss the mid-year commendation meeting.

Holding this meeting to discuss how to hold another meeting sounds like a tongue twister, but the thing is, it is indeed such a thing.

At the police meeting, the chief superintendents of various departments sat around the round table, and the superintendents and inspectors sat outside. Fang Zhenyue sat among the officers, and it was easy for him to be lost in the crowd.

In order to make sure that Superintendent Huang would not forget him when he spoke, he deliberately did not sit behind Huang Sir, but chose to sit behind the White-browed Eagle King opposite Huang Sir.

He squeezed out the other superintendents, ignored the eyes of others, and sat upright behind the gap between the White-browed Eagle King and another chief superintendent on his right, with his eyes piercing, always staring at Superintendent Huang, making it difficult for him to ignore him.

During the meeting, the White-browed Eagle King always felt that Huang Sir was looking at him. Later, when he turned around and saw Fang Zhenyue sitting behind him on the right, he realized that Huang Sir was not looking at him, but the trainee inspector behind him with an expression like a door god.

Having such a person with such a high presence sitting behind him, with a sharp gaze and a straight posture, even the White-browed Eagle King felt bothered.

Fang Zhenyue sat there with his arms and legs spread wide, staring at Huang Sir without letting up.

It was not until the turn of Chief Superintendent Wong of the West Kowloon Serious Crime Unit to speak that he earnestly recounted the contributions of the Serious Crime Unit B in solving several homicide cases, cooperating with the Public Relations Department in publicity, cooperating with the Organized Crime and Triads in solving major and extraordinarily serious cases, that Fang Zhenyue finally relaxed in his chair, and even quietly moved to the corner of the outermost back row during the intermission of the meeting.

After the intermission, Wong looked up and could not see Fang Zhenyue, and he was still a little uncomfortable. He looked around for a long time before he caught a glimpse of Fang Zhenyue's half-face dozing off in the corner behind the many superintendents and inspectors sitting outside the round table.

Huang Sir sighed quietly. That guy must have been very sleepy. He had been staying awake for half a day and staring at him. He just wanted to make sure that the contributions of the young people in his team would not be left behind. The achievements of Team B must be recognized and displayed at the year-end commendation meeting.

Thinking of this, Huang Sir couldn't help curling his lips again. Why did Fang Zhenyue, that brat, stare at them like a thief? Team B has made great achievements this year, especially the new detective Yi Jiayi, who performed beyond imagination. Could Huang Zhongcheng forget these things?

Is Fang Zhenyue a good leader who protects his son?

When Huang Zhongcheng first made a name for himself in the police force, he was also a well-known "Huang Tou'er"~ Tsk

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Team B has been tracking the three suspects of the Furong Street shooting case for two consecutive days. It cannot be said that there is no result, but it can be said that it

is almost the same whether they are tracking or not. The two people besides Qian Guibang eat, drink, defecate and urinate all day long, and live the most ordinary days. Many of their whereabouts and behaviors are not even worth recording.

Qian Guibang is not much better. He is really a lazy person. Basically, he helps others do some work in the morning, and then he stops working after earning money for meals and starts wandering around the streets.

Jiayi has to bring Xu Shaowei with her, either pretending to be a friend or a lover, and accompany Goutoubang on the street.

Although no strong evidence was obtained in the past two days, nor was he seen hiding or taking out a gun, at least he was kept an eye on to ensure that he would not commit a crime with a gun.

However, to solve this case, the murder weapon must be found.

When the case first happened, if the shooting was discovered immediately and the police followed up immediately, and the forensic colleagues examined the fingers and clothes of all suspects, if gunpowder residue could be found, the murderer could be immediately identified.

Or if the murderer did not hide the gun, the suspects could be blocked and the murder weapon could be found, and the murderer could also be identified.

But in this case, all opportunities to find the murderer as soon as possible have been lost, and now we can only rely on this method.

At the crime scene, all suspects left a lot of clues. There are too many people living in the cage, and they go in and out all day long. There are too many traces, which is equivalent to no traces.

Now everyone can only find a way to find the murder weapon as a breakthrough.

But after searching and arresting, and sending out police dogs, the murder weapon has not been found in the surroundings, so we can only follow them.

If the murderer stops here, doesn't take the gun, and doesn't use the gun anymore, it will be really hard to find him.

Two consecutive cases have come to a stalemate, and the detectives are all dejected.

Jiayi knew that the murderer was nearby, but she had no evidence to catch him, and she felt very depressed. Not to mention that one of the murderers was...

But looking at everyone in the office sitting in a daze in a corner, Jiayi remembered what Brother Yue said.

To be a good detective, you must be able to investigate cases and catch murderers, and do your job well.

And to be a good sergeant, you must not only be a good detective, but also be able to lead a team, use people, and when necessary, you must also know how to boost team morale.

Jiayi kicked Liu Jiaming's chair and whispered to him to call and order dinner at Yiji.

As the Chinese New Year was approaching, my elder brother bought a lot of black sesame dumplings. Ah Xiang suddenly remembered that people in the north would fry dumplings during the New Year, so she told her elder brother the method and prepared to make fried dumplings as a memorable New Year snack.

However, Ah Xiang's frying method was too dangerous, and there was always a crackling splash of oil. After frying once, Ah Xiang had several oil spots on her hands. My elder brother thought of many ways to ensure that the dumplings were crispy on the outside, intact and juicy on the inside, and to avoid the stage where the dumplings splashed with oil... Finally, he came up with a perfect method last night.

Therefore, today's "fried dumplings" are named [Easy to Remember Golden Sweet Fortune Dumplings] and are launched on the market.

While Jiaming was on the phone, Jiayi stood by the table, chatting with Uncle Jiu while exaggerating the auspicious omen and deliciousness of [Yi Ji Golden Sweet Fortune Balls] -

"Eating Yi Ji's Golden Sweet Fortune Balls guarantees a happy and prosperous new year with a happy family and endless gold~"

"Wow, it's crispy and fragrant when you take a bite. After you open the crispy skin, it has a sticky texture. If you keep biting down, the classic taste comes, with sweet sesame filling flowing out. Be careful not to get burned, it's so delicious that you can't stop eating."

Sure enough, Jiayi's few words made the eyes of the mourning men in the room glow. They forgot all their worries and just waited for the end of work.

Jiayi discussed with Brother Yue this morning and led everyone to screen the targets again. In the end, they locked on two people.

One is Qian Guibang, who is idle, owes rent to the landlord, and has no perfect time to testify. The other is Mrs. Qian, who is more deeply involved in interests and also has vague testimony.

Because the detectives of Team B have been taking turns for so many days, they are too tired and have little energy to follow up. However, there are many inconveniences to find other detectives or uniformed police to follow up.

In the end, it was simply agreed to ask the reliable informant raised by Brother Yue to help follow the two suspects. Once they find that the other party has suspicious behavior or goes to a suspicious place, they should call Brother Yue immediately.

So after work in the evening, everyone can finally go out for a reunion dinner together.

On time, two cars and eight people headed straight to Yi Kee.

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After entering Yi Kee, the others first greeted Ah Xiang who came out to greet them, while Fang Zhenyue went straight to Jia Jun who was helping to look after the store at the counter.

He touched his head and asked, "Have you grown taller?" Before

Jiajun could answer, Yi Jiadong in the glass cover said, "Finally, you don't eat and drink for free every day. You've grown half a palm taller than at the beginning of the year."

"Not bad!" Fang Zhenyue boasted with a smile, and suddenly moved closer to Jiajun and asked in a low voice, "How is it? Are those bad guys bothering you again?"

"No!" Jiajun also moved closer to Fang Zhenyue and answered in a low voice, "The man Brother Yue found helped me carry my schoolbag and sent me to the bus. When those seniors saw it, they walked around me."

"Of course, the man who helped you carry your schoolbag has a very bad reputation in your school." Fang Zhenyue smiled and patted his head, finally feeling relieved.

"What are you talking about? Chatting?" Jiayi sat at a round table not far from the bar and turned to look at Fang Zhenyue and Jiajun.

"Men's secrets." Fang Zhenyue squeezed his eyes at Jiajun, smiled and sat down next to Jiayi, said hello to Ah Xiang, and began to order food.

After ordering, Ah Xiang went to the kitchen to report the order. Seeing that it was not too busy at the moment, Fang Zhenyue asked Jiajun: "Are you hungry?"

"No, I just ate an egg pie."

"Come and eat." Fang Zhenyue brought over a small stool and patted Jiajun.

Jiajun looked at Yi Jiayi's expression, and when he saw that the elder sister smiled and nodded at him, he ran over and sat between Jiayi and Fang Zhenyue.

"Big sister, our math results for the year-end exam are out." Jiajun suddenly looked at Jiayi with a frown.

"So fast? The teacher is so efficient." Jiayi raised her eyebrows and did not ask about the results, but praised the teacher instead.

Fang Zhenyue saw Jiajun who wanted to show off his results but was distracted and was stunned, and couldn't help laughing.

Jiayi was also amused, so she turned to ask, "How did you do in the exam?"

"96 points in math." Jiajun immediately made a six with a beaming look, but he was a little nervous to show off. His friend boasted to his parents that he got 98 points, and his parents pulled him aside and asked him seriously why he didn't get 100 points and where he lost the other 2 points. Then his parents forced him to practice wrong questions all night...

"Wow, how come my brother is so smart?" Jiayi had no idea what was going on in Jiajun's little head, so she immediately put on a happy look and put her hands together in surprise.

Jiajun blushed immediately after she exaggeratedly praised him like she was in an animated film. No matter how precocious he was, he was still a child. Although he didn't hold a Transformer all day, he was still full of childishness.

"I talked to Shu about the questions I got wrong. He taught me how to deal with them in the future. I won't make mistakes next time." Jiajun was happy, but he added that he had found a way to improve the parts he got wrong.

Jiali gave him a thumbs up again: "That's even better. You know how to review and correct mistakes."

Ding Baoshu was helping to serve the dishes. He passed by and heard the compliments. He blinked and said nothing.

A few minutes later, Ding Baoshu passed by Jiayi again while serving the dishes. His elbow accidentally touched Jiayi's back.

Jiayi turned around after being bumped, but saw that little Baoshu had already walked out of the shop and walked to the table under the awning outside the door to put the dishes on the table. She lowered her eyes and saw something dropped on the ground. It seemed that Baoshu had left it when he just passed by.

Jiayi leaned over to pick it up and saw that it was a 100-point test paper with Ding Baoshu's signature on it.

Turning her head to look at Ding Baoshu's busy back and then at the test paper in her hand, Jiayi suddenly smiled. That arrogant and stubborn guy also wanted to be praised, but he was too embarrassed to tell her.

After controlling her expression, she called Baoshu when he returned to the kitchen and returned the test paper to him, but deliberately said nothing.

Baoshu thanked her and raised his eyes to look at her. Seeing Jiayi's faint smile and no other reaction, he had to take the test paper and put it back in his trouser pocket. He turned around and left, revealing his disappointment. Jiayi

looked at his back, turned around and muttered to Liu Jiaming.

Liu Jiaming stood up, pretended to go to the toilet, and ran out. He turned back a few minutes later and made a "yeah" gesture to Jiayi.

Everyone had a very enthusiastic meal. Every time they came to Yiji, they would order a large table of delicious food. They would eat everything that flew in the sky, ran on the ground, and swam in the sea, and they would also order some vegetables to eat until they were completely satisfied.

When everyone was half full, Yi Ji started to serve customers. As the number of people increased, Jiajun and Jiayi had to get up from time to time to help settle the bill and entertain the guests. Ding Baoshu, Ah Xiang, Jiaru, Clara and Jiadong were even busier.

As the restaurant was noisy and the cups and plates were clinking, a waiter from the westernmost pastry shop on the street suddenly walked in. After looking around, he asked,

"Who is Mr. Ding Baoshu?"

The thin boy who was wiping the tablecloth and chopsticks for the guests was slightly stunned. It was the first time he heard the word "Mr." after his name. He turned his head curiously and saw a young man wearing a special apron made by the pastry shop, holding a double-layer cake, standing at the door of the shop.

"My name is Ding Baoshu." Baoshu said in a daze.

"This is the cake you ordered. Please check it." The young man immediately stepped forward and handed the cake to him.

Baoshu's eyes widened, and he wiped his wet hands on his apron. While taking the cake, he asked in confusion, "I didn't order it."

Before he knew it, the young man who delivered the cake had turned around and left. Baoshu turned back to look at Yi Jiadong, but his eyes swept across the round table where the agents of Group B were eating. Everyone turned to look at him, each with a smile on their face.

"Who got 100 points in math?" Liu Jiaming stood up, holding a wine glass in his left hand and chopsticks in his right hand, and tapped the wine glass with the chopsticks, just like a storyteller in an ancient tavern.

"Ding Baoshu~" Uncle Jiu and Jiayi took the lead and answered in unison.

Baoshu's blood surged to his head in an instant. He stood in the aisle of the shop, stunned.

The other diners who were eating nearby couldn't help but stop eating and looked up, watching Ding Baoshu laughing.

The ice house was not only filled with the aroma of delicious food, but also the sweetness of cake.

Jiajun couldn't bear to see Ding Baoshu, who was always proud and stubborn, become so stupid and stand there for an endless time. He got up from his chair, pulled Ding Baoshu to the round table, ignored Baoshu's face that was red as if it was about to drip blood, and said with a smile:

"Although I didn't get full marks, can I also have a piece of your cake?"

"I want to have a piece too." Jiayi followed.

"Me too!" Liu Jiaming and others immediately started to make a noise.

Even Jiaru, who was standing behind the beverage window, leaned over and raised her hand. Even a young female customer sitting at the door of the shop smiled and asked, "Am I honored to share a bite of this happiness?"

Baoshu nodded randomly, and then clumsily unwrapped the cake.

Jiayi sat on the side, watching him and Jiajun, and rarely showed a carefree smile these days.

Because Ding Baoshu cut the cake too carefully and too slowly, Fang Zhenyue simply stood up to do it for him.

The biggest piece was given to Baoshu, and then to the children such as Jiajun and Jiaru. After that, it was divided into many pieces, and even the unfamiliar diners who were easy to remember had a small piece each.

Baoshu also kept a piece in the refrigerator for preservation, which he would take home for his grandmother to eat.

After eating the cake at the table, Baoshu ignored everyone's requests to stay and still got up and ran to work.

Jiayi ate half a piece of cake and wanted to drink some soup to clear her mouth, so she looked up at the bowl of soup on the other side of the round table. Just as she thought of this, the round table was turned, and a few seconds later, the bowl of soup was turned in front of her.

Turning her head to look at Xu Shaowei who had just withdrawn his fingers from the round table, Jiayi's lips were stretched into a straight line. She was silent for a few seconds, and she did not serve the soup. Instead, she ignored the bowl of soup in front of her and buried her head to continue eating the cake.

For the rest of the meal, Jiayi stubbornly did not touch the bowl of soup again.

After the meal, they had desserts and tea. When everyone was chatting, they mentioned the four questions that Jiajun got wrong on the test. Liu Jiaming insisted that he could still calculate now, and tore off a blank paper from the account book to calculate for everyone to see.

As they waited, everyone laughed at Liu Jiaming, saying that he was just a fool.

At this moment, Xu Shaowei suddenly whispered to Jiayi who was sitting next to him:

"Young people are still young and ignorant, so it is inevitable that they will make mistakes... It's just a few questions, can you forgive them?... Give me another chance..."

He spoke without any beginning or end, but Jiayi understood.

She clenched her hands on the table suddenly. Did he know that she was investigating him and suspected him?

Did he know that she was very sure that he was the murderer?

Or was this just a test? Just to deceive her?

If he had begun to suspect everyone, what would he do next?

Turn himself in?

Or would he believe that she could not find evidence and continue to be an agent as if nothing had happened?

Taking a deep breath, she turned around and asked with a smile: "What do you mean by give me another chance? 96 points is not a low score. It's okay if I got a few questions wrong. It's not like I can't turn back after making a mistake."

Although she pretended to be nonchalant in her answer, there was no smile in her eyes. She had no choice but to not look at him, deliberately changed the subject, and started to coax Liu Jiaming.

"..." Xu Shaowei lowered his eyes slightly and stopped talking.

A few minutes later, Liu Jiaming really couldn't do it. He muttered to himself that he knew how to do it, so how could he get it wrong again? At the same time, he was teased by everyone and his face turned red. He almost got angry.

Uncle Jiu waved his hand, eased his smile a little, coughed twice, and changed the subject:

"I wonder if these two cases can be solved before the New Year."

"It's so difficult. Maybe we'll have to spend the New Year with these two cases hanging." Gary took a sip of tea and leaned back in his chair and sighed.

"It's not certain. What if we suddenly get some clues? Yesterday, the case that Team A had stopped for three weeks suddenly had a breakthrough. A woman saw it in the newspaper and came over to say that she happened to see it when she opened the window on the day of the murder. Eyewitnesses who fell from the sky, oh, such good luck can also happen." Sanfu said optimistically.

Everyone chatted one by one, and Jiayi suddenly interrupted:

"It will definitely be solved before the New Year."

The others were slightly stunned, and then laughed and responded.

"It will definitely be solved, we have confidence."

"That's right, don't keep saying sad things, it will definitely be solved! It will definitely be solved!"

"Come on!"

Seeing that everyone suddenly cheered up, Jiayi smiled slightly.

"..." Xu Shaowei stared at his nails, his lips turned slightly white because he pursed them tightly.

The dinner was over. Brother Yue arranged an informant to help watch everyone today, so everyone didn't have to be watched and could go home to have a good sleep .

Jiayi sent everyone to the door and watched her teammates leave one by one. Finally, her eyes fell on Xu Shaowei's back until he turned into another alley, stepped in, and could no longer be seen. Her

eyes were empty and she couldn't find a focus.

The noisy sounds of diners coming and going around her turned into rumbling thunder, pulling up dark clouds to cover her head and blocking the glory of the setting sun.

The first wisp of cool night breeze wrapped around the sweat on her face and blocked all her pores. The coolness from the outside world and the heat that couldn't be dissipated from the inside fought on her skin.

She turned around suddenly, walked through the shop, and buried her head in the kitchen sink.

Cold water mixed with soap bubbles splashed on her face, ruthlessly sweeping away the cold and heat on her face.