During the New Year, Fang Zhenyue became the new child of the Yi family.

Originally, the Yi family took care of the oldest to the youngest, with Yi Jiadong taking care of Jiayi, Jiayi taking care of Jiaru, and Jiaru taking care of Jiajun, in that order.

But since Fang Zhenyue was still a guest, he enjoyed more care than Jiajun, and became the last "little" emperor. Although he did the most heavy and tiring work, he was the most pampered.

He was very happy and wished that every day was the New Year.

On the morning of the fifth day of the New Year, Fang Zhenyue and Jiajun fought for the exciting task of lighting the fuse to set off firecrackers for a long time, and Jiajun almost lost.

Seeing Jiajun excitedly running over to light the fire, Fang Zhenyue restrained his fighting posture with Jiajun just now, and leaned against the outer wall with his arms folded, standing very rogue and smiling warmly.

"Brother Yue, have you read the New Year edition of Xiangjiang Canteen?" Jiayi suddenly came to Fang Zhenyue with her hands in her pockets, and asked loudly amid the noise.

"I haven't read it, what's the news?" Fang Zhenyue followed her example and put his hands in his pockets, but his hands were so big that it was difficult to hold them up in his sleeves, and his two big bulges were bulging. He didn't feel comfortable at all like Jiayi put her hands in her sleeves.

He stamped his feet awkwardly, and after her eyes were drawn away by his feet, he pulled his hands out of his sleeves and stuffed them into his trouser pockets.

"Yi Ji has a column~ Mr. Cai Lan used 6 pages to write about Yi Ji, it's the New Year issue~~~ and there are a lot of photos. After the new year, our business will definitely be very good." Jiayi smiled proudly, shaking her head and showing her two rows of white teeth, her eyes curved into two lines, like a little mouse that stole oil.

"So happy? You're going to get rich." Fang Zhenyue bumped her with his shoulder, knocking Jiayi to the ground.

"Hey!" Jiayi bumped back again.

"You are very disrespectful to your superiors!" Fang Zhenyue glared.

"You eat and drink in our house, and you act like a superior?" Jiayi raised her head in a fierce manner, and then she threw a fierce "Pooh!" to the right.

"Hey!" This time it was Fang Zhenyue's turn to protest.

Jiayi looked at Fang Zhenyue's angry expression and laughed so hard that she fell backwards. When she saw him pull his hands and clench his fists, he turned around and ran away.

Back at Yiji, Jiayi took out the 10 magazines she had spent a fortune on and gave one to Fang Zhenyue. "Take it and put it in the glass display cabinet when you get home. You're welcome."

"Let me see." Fang Zhenyue sat on the chair, crossed his legs, and looked at it while shouting, "Oh~ Sun Xin and Jiadong are so good-looking in the photo... How come there is also half of Liu Jiaming's head~"

"There's me here, look, I'm holding the dishes, hahaha... I'm so beautiful~" Jiayi turned to the back page. In the photo, she was holding the dishes and preparing to go in. At that time, it was LUCK who was rushing to take pictures of the ingredients and took pictures of her as well.

"Smiling so happily, like she won the lottery." Fang Zhenyue stared at the photo of Jiayi who was suddenly photographed, looking silly and happy. She could smile so lively, which made people envious.

He flipped through the two photos again, closed the magazine, and stuffed it directly into his inner pocket. He was indeed going to take it home and put it in the display cabinet, but which page to open and whose photo to display, that would be... hehe.

Yi Jiadong wanted to tear off those pages from the magazine and paste them on the wall, together with other honorary photos and awards.

Jiayi thought it was too rigid to tear it off and paste it directly, so she wanted to cut out a shape before pasting it.

So Fang Zhenyue was temporarily forced to sit at the table with Jiayi to cut paper. After cutting, because he was taller, he also had to do the work of pasting the photos.

"I've done so much work, how can I be called a freeloader?" Fang Zhenyue pasted the color magazine clippings, patted his head, and turned around to ask.

"Does this little work match the memorable food?" Clara raised her head in the kitchen, leaned towards the window and asked with a laugh.

"Oh~ the food is delicious, is it so great?" Fang Zhenyue sat at the table with a big horse and a golden knife, and asked Clara with a pout.

"Food is the most important thing for people~ It's 'heaven'! Don't you think it's great?" Clara tilted her head and raised her eyebrows, asking in a weird way.

Fang Zhenyue turned his head to look at Jiayi who was admiring the newspaper clippings on the wall, and sighed: "I want to quit my job and come to work at Yiji. Cooking is much more comfortable than being a policeman."

"This muscle mass..." Yi Jiadong walked past him, patted Fang Zhenyue's arm, nodded in approval, and said: "It's very suitable for kneading dough and chopping meat stuffing."

"..." Fang Zhenyue looked up, not knowing whether he should be happy or unhappy because of this approval.

When he hesitated, Jiadong and Jiayi smiled at each other, and then burst into laughter.

Seeing them laughing like this, Fang Zhenyue couldn't help laughing.

Fang Zhenyue thought: A delicious restaurant is the happiest place in the world.

No other.

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…

Holidays are always short. Sun Xin returned to the crew on the first day after the Chinese New Year. Even if others could take a few more days off, they were embarrassed to leave until the Lantern Festival, so they had to start work on the sixth day of the Chinese New Year.

The police station also reorganized and resumed work, but Jiayi did not return to Group B immediately. Instead, she submitted an application to Fang Zhenyue to participate in the 12-week training of the mobile unit.

Most female police officers do not need to undergo mobile unit training after going on duty. PTU training was only implemented after 1996, and it is not yet mandatory.

In the early years, because female police officers were scarce, many female police officers only received a few weeks of training in the police academy before starting to go on duty. Although there are many regulations now, female police officers like to avoid PTU training. As long as they do not apply, there is often no superior who forces you to go for special training.

Fang Zhenyue looked at Jiayi's application form, frowned and looked at her, and asked with some concern:

"PTU special training is for both men and women, and the physical requirements are very high. Many male police officers find it difficult to persevere. Are you sure?"

He sent Qin Xiaolei to the police academy, thinking that no one is perfect. Since Jiayi is weak in physical fitness and fighting, he and Qin Xiaolei will make up for her in this area.

He never thought that she would take the initiative to apply for special training in the second year of joining CID. You know, many female police officers did not apply for transfer or resignation after joining CID, which is already very remarkable.

"Sure, Brother Yue." Jiayi's eyes were firm.

Fang Zhenyue opened his mouth and closed it again, thinking of the books in Jiayi's study that were frayed from flipping through them. Since he entered the police station, when has this kid ever admitted defeat or given up?

He raised his lip and smiled, and nodded, "I'll help you submit the application and arrange the special training schedule."

"Thank you, Brother Yue." Jiayi stood up.

"Go and get ready."

In the next two days, Fang Zhenyue went to the PTU training camp twice, and went to the drugstore and bookstore to buy a lot of things.

"Sports Health Care", "How to Avoid Pain After Extensive Exercise", "First Aid for Trauma", "Twenty Methods for Treating Muscle Fatigue", "Contact Fatigue Massage Techniques", "Applicable Rules for Cold and Hot Compresses"...

External injury sprays, internal injury sprays, various plasters, ice packs, thermos cups, various external medicated oils, bandages, bandages, iodine tinctures...

Buying a lot of things in large and small packages was not enough, so he went to the sports goods store and bought a lot of breathable and sweat-absorbing suits, towels, insoles, anti-twist foot straps and other sports goods for people with high sweating needs. He

even bought a few pairs of socks.

When sending Jiayi to special training, Fang Zhenyue stuffed these things into Jiayi's hands, and the PTU instructor was stunned.

Fang Zhenyue hadn't left yet, Jiayi turned around with her bags in her hands, and PTU instructor Bonnie said in a shabby and frivolous voice that Fang Zhenyue could definitely hear:

"Your daddy is so good to you."

"Bonnie, I can still hear it!" Fang Zhenyue put his hands in his pockets and frowned.

Bonnie turned around, looking surprised, "Hey, Fang Sir, you are still here?"

"..." Fang Zhenyue.

Bonnie burst into laughter. When Fang Zhenyue was in the Flying Tigers of PTU, Bonnie followed Fang Zhenyue for a few months. Although they haven't worked together for a long time, the feelings they had back then are still there, so even though Fang Sir looked cold, he still dared to joke with Fang Sir.

Standing outside the bus door, Bonnie pointed out Jiayi's seat, turned to Fang Zhenyue and said "Don't worry", and then called other trainees to get on the bus.

Jiayi stuffed her gifts and the package Fang Zhenyue brought for her into the gift box under the bus, held the handrail with one hand, climbed the stairs, turned to Fang Zhenyue and waved, saying "Goodbye, Brother Yue" before getting on the bus.

Fang Zhenyue stood under the bus with his hands in his pockets, looking up at Jiayi who got on the bus and sat in the position pointed by Bonnie.

In addition to Jiayi, there were only two female police officers on the bus, and Jiayi was surrounded by sturdy young men in front, behind, and on both sides. As

soon as the female sergeant sat down, the male police officer next to her smiled and greeted her, and Jiayi also smiled and responded politely, with a friendly atmosphere...

Fang Zhenyue frowned, sighed softly, and then turned and left.

...

...

Before the age of fifteen, it is the year.

Some people have returned to work, while others are still celebrating the festival and still reuniting with their families in the countryside. They

go up the mountain to collect firewood and down the mountain to cook soup; they go to the river to catch fish and steam fresh fish, go to the chicken coop to catch old hens to stew soup, and go to the duck coop to pickle duck eggs... As for

the meat they stockpiled for the Chinese New Year, they make braised pork today and fried pork chops tomorrow.

They eat their fill every day and enjoy the rare leisure time of the year.

It is also rare for Wei Mazi's family of six to gather in their hometown of "Sheung Shui". Except for the New Year, they all go to Sham Shui Po to rent a subdivided flat and work and sell goods to earn money to support their family.

After a batch of factories left in the 1980s, their life became more difficult. After all, they had to raise two children. Just guarding the one-third acre of land at home could not earn enough money to send the children to school.

In the blink of an eye, a few years later, the daughter has grown up to be like her mother. Although her face is still childish, she has become a little more mature.

The pickled bacon is roasted in the oven. The hot steam rises with the wind and the aroma of roasted bacon is everywhere. The old dog at the village head is buzzing with saliva.

The couple discussed going to the temple to burn incense tomorrow while squatting by the water platform to prepare the vegetables and meat for dinner.

The steaming pot, the roasted pork hanging up and smoking, the fresh meat cut into pieces ready to be fried in the pot, the big rooster that had been plucked and then burned with a blowtorch to remove the loose hair, and the skin that had been burned black and tight... All kinds of ingredients were spread near the stove in the small broken yard. Anyone who saw this scene would know that Wei Mazi's family would definitely have a sumptuous feast tonight.

The thin man who had fled all the way from the northwest to the northernmost part of the peninsula and found his way to the water along the small village also saw their yard, the meat, and the girl squatting by the canal at the door to wash the chicken offal.

As night fell, someone sneaked into the house, ate a meal of leftovers, wrapped the remaining chicken rack and roast pork in cloth and stuffed them into clothes. When he was about to leave, he suddenly heard very light footsteps.

In the darkness, the silhouette of the girl looked particularly young and lovely. She groped her way out to find water and walked into the monster's mouth without any defense.

Two days later, the bodies of Wei Mazi's family of six were found lying in the corpse house.

The 13-year-old eldest daughter died in the kitchen, raped and murdered;

the 7-year-old youngest son, Wei Mazi and his wife all died in their sleep. Wei Mazi was lying on the bed, stabbed with a knife, and died quickly. The neck of Wei Mazi's wife was almost completely severed, with only the spine with a deep cut left hanging at the head of the bed, as if it would fall off at any time. The youngest son was lying on the head of the bed, stabbed 9 times in the back;

the two elderly people felt less seriously injured, probably because they were disturbed, but they were also unable to defeat the murderer and died in the hut. During the on-site autopsy, the forensic officer in charge of the case said that the murderer was probably very tired when he killed the two elderly people, and his knife was obviously lighter. Perhaps because his blood was cooling down, he gave up and hurried away after a few stabs.

The Wei family's money was robbed;

a kitchen knife and a fruit knife were also lost in the house. The Forensic Science Department and the Forensic Medical Department jointly issued an analysis report, preliminarily inferring that the missing kitchen knife was the murder weapon that killed the six members of the Wei family;

a lot of meat and pasta cooked by the Wei family that night were also taken away, which shows that the murderer came for profit and food. The reason for killing his whole family was probably because he was discovered by his eldest daughter. After killing, he simply went all out...

New Territories North CID A Group was in charge of the case. When Inspector Zhou stood in front of the whiteboard, he suddenly turned around and asked Sergeant Tim:

"Why did he take away not only the murder weapon, but also a fruit knife?"

"It can't be to cut the bacon and the food he took away, right?"

"He took the kitchen knife to hide the murder weapon. Why did he take another long and thin weapon?"

"..."

"..."

After a long while, an agent suddenly frowned and asked Inspector Zhou:

"Is it possible that he felt uncomfortable with the kitchen knife after using it, so he took another weapon of different shape. He wanted to use this one for the next crime?"

"..." Inspector Zhou frowned.

"A stranger committed a crime for food and money. What would he do after the money was spent and the food was eaten?" Tim asked.

"Looking for other food and money..."

6 days later, another murder occurred in Fanling.

A family of eight died in their sleep. There was no daughter in the family. The young housewife had been raped before her death.

The money in the house was swept away, and the stored food was also taken away.

The murder weapon was identified as a narrow long sharp weapon.