As soon as Yi Jiayi arrived at the police station in the morning, she received a notice from Brother Yue:

the newcomer was ready to report, and she was asked to pick him up later.

Jiayi then took Brother Sanfu, who had the most experience, to the Uniformed Police Department to do the handover, and took the newcomer back to the B Group Office.

A very tall young man, although he was called a young man, he was actually 26 years old, 5 years older than Jiayi and 2 years older than Liang Shule. But this man had a regular buzz cut, and he stood there like a wooden board, stiff, and his expression was overly focused and serious, especially like a dull student, which somehow made him look younger.

After arranging George to sit at the table vacated by Uncle Jiu, Jiayi smiled and placed a cup of hot milk tea on his table, saying like an older sister: "You can drink as much food and drinks as you want on the public table in our office. They are all treated by Brother Yue."

"Does Sir Fang treat us every day?" George put his box of sundries on the table and looked at the public table as Jiayi said.

"Yes." Jiayi nodded.

"Is it only Sir Fang who treats us?" he asked again.

"Most of the time." Jiayi turned around and looked at the public table. She didn't expect George to be so inquisitive about such details.

"Just like the ancient Xinling Jun recruited famous people from all over the world and paid for their food, drink and accommodation out of his own pocket to serve as his staff, is that right?" George continued to ask.

"..." Jiayi put her hands in her trouser pockets, looked straight into George's eyes, thought for a while and then said, "I guess so."

"I see, madam!" George showed an expression of understanding, bowed slightly and nodded to Yi Jiayi very seriously.

Liu Jiaming, who was sitting on the side eating breakfast, couldn't help but raise his head, and his gaze at George gradually faded.

He suddenly thought of the murderers in many cases he had handled before, and some conversations between Sister Eleven and expert Tannen. Those words and phrases about the analysis of the murderer's quirks were listed in his mind, and gradually matched with George in front of him.

This kind of stubbornness and weird temperament of digging into the truth is too... not like a detective, but like a perverted murderer, right? !

Touching his nose, Liu Jiaming thought, if this person also has obsessive-compulsive disorder, then -

before he could finish his thoughts, George had already taken out the pens and books from his box. Six pens were placed in a pen holder and pushed to the far left of the table. Six notebooks were neatly arranged and placed on the far right of the table. He moved the computer to the left, took out a ruler to measure left and right, and only stopped when he was satisfied that the computer was absolutely in the center. Then he pulled the chair and checked it before placing it opposite the computer.

After that, George walked to the office desk again. As a newcomer, he had to do more miscellaneous things. He pushed the landline phone on the table to the corner by the window, and arranged six cups of milk tea in two rows. He also arranged the egg tarts and other foods in a logical manner. After everything was neatly arranged, he turned around again.

Seeing that everyone's tables and chairs were not very neat, he took the initiative to run over to help everyone push the tables and chairs, even the massage chair at the back had to be placed against the wall.

"..." Liu Jiaming glanced at George secretly, raised his eyebrows at Sanfu, and made a horrified expression.

Sanfu shrugged and whispered: "You are not particular about everything, but it doesn't mean that others are weird if they are particular."

Liu Jiaming curled his lips.

Everyone was ready to sit down and discuss the old case together, just like before when they had nothing to do, to exercise their logic and thinking skills.

But just as this thought came up, Fang Zhenyue's phone rang across the street. After a while, Brother Yue came out and clapped his hands and greeted:

"Dismemberment and disposal case, Shek Lei Tau below Cheung Hang Village."

"Huh? Isn't that part of Kwai Chung? Isn't this considered the New Territories South? How come it is under the jurisdiction of Kowloon?" Gary stood up, his brows curled together.

No one wants to go to work on Christmas, let alone a detective from the Serious Crime Unit.

"It's close to Lai Chi Kok, so it's about the same. The higher-ups saw that it was a dismemberment case, so they assigned it to Kowloon." Fang Zhenyue waved his hands, "Get ready to go, don't be slower than the Forensic Bureau and the Medical Examiner's Department."

"Yes, sir!" Everyone responded one by one and got up to get dressed.

Fang Zhenyue nodded, looked at the new face standing in the office, and greeted: "George?"

"Yes, sir!" George immediately stopped and saluted, startling everyone.

"It's okay, we are all working together, we are all brothers and sisters, just relax a little. Talk to Madam, don't be left behind." Fang Zhenyue nodded, and went back to the office to make preparations.

Liu Jiaming put on his newly bought Fengshang leather jacket, shook the leather, and then complained: "Why do we always encounter such dismemberment cases now?"

"What? If we encounter such cases now, Sir Huang will directly assign them to our team!" Sanfu turned his eyes and glanced at Liu Jiaming, slightly raised his chin.

"Hey?" Liu Jiaming took out a business card that the salesgirl had stuffed into his pocket when he was selling jackets. He thought about the meaning of the pretty girl stuffing the business card into his pocket, and turned to look at Sanfu while smiling, trying to understand what the other person meant.

"Don't you understand? We are now the star team of the serious crime squad. Everyone says that we can solve any case. We are the kings of solving difficult and complicated cases! What others can't handle, of course, we will handle~" Sanfu was even proud of himself as he spoke, and he didn't feel tired at all.

"I see, that's right, the police station can't do without us!" Liu Jiaming chuckled, quite proud.

Everyone was ready, and the name tags were pinned on their chests or shirt collars, and they followed Yi Jiayi one after another.

As soon as he stepped out of the office door, Sanfu suddenly remembered that George was new. How could he leave the office without worshipping Guan Gong this morning? If Uncle Jiu was here, he would definitely yell.

So he turned to George and said,

"Newcomer, worship Guan Gong first before leaving."

George turned his head and glanced at Sanfu, then at the Guan Gong statue, pursed his lips and said seriously, "Sorry, I don't believe this."

"..." Sanfu. Brother Sanfu,

who had just advised Liu Jiaming not to think that newcomers were weird, couldn't help but secretly curl his lips at this moment: Weird!

...

Many media have informants inside the police station and in the streets and alleys of the city. They will receive the alarm information as soon as possible, immediately put aside all their work, pick up their cameras and rush to the scene to grab the news.

The police station turned a blind eye to such harmless things, which sometimes led to reporters arriving at the scene earlier than the CID.

Fortunately, the uniformed police patrolling nearby arrived earlier and had already set up a cordon according to regulations, prohibiting media people from approaching and taking pictures.

"Excuse me, which team took over this case this time?" Reporter Bob, who ran all the way from the parking lot to the scene after getting off the car, asked while holding a camera and preparing to take pictures.

"I don't know. Move back. Don't squeeze." The uniformed police pushed several reporters back.

Another female reporter from an entertainment newspaper, Asha, was pushed back a step. She steadied her lens and took two more photos. Then she turned to Bob and said, "I hope CID B team will take over. Then the Yijia Yisha exhibition can be--"

She was halfway through her words when she suddenly froze. The next moment, Asha raised her camera high and took photos in one direction. After taking two photos, she ran in that direction.

Bob realized that something was wrong and turned to run over there, but he was already a step too late. He could not squeeze in front of the CID B Group Sergeant Yi Jiayi who had rushed over. He could only follow behind, standing on tiptoe and holding the camera high, so that he could get past the countless heads surrounding Yi Jiayi and take a picture of the female detective's face.

"Make way, please don't affect the police's work." Liang Shule immediately stepped forward to clear the way for Yi Jiayi.

Seeing that there were too many people, Liu Jiaming also rushed to Liang Shule's side to make room for Sister Eleven.

Yi Jiayi did not have time to pay attention to the reporters on the side. She strode to catch up with Fang Zhenyue who was walking in front. After showing her credentials to the uniformed police, she pulled up the cordon and stepped in.

Colleagues from the Forensic Department were collecting clues such as footprints in the surrounding area, while the medical examiner and Brother Yue stood by and waited.

"Did you only find one bag of body parts?" Jiayi walked over to the two of them and asked.

"Yes, the police dog team has already arrived. It is still unknown whether other body parts can be found." Fang Zhenyue said.

Jiayi was in a hurry when she came over just now, and her cheek was brushed by a tree branch, which was stained with dew and dust.

George, who was standing beside her, immediately took out a tissue and handed it to her, then pointed to his right cheek and signaled Yi Jiayi to wipe her face.

"Thank you." After wiping off the dust, Jiayi once again cast her eyes on the busy Forensic Department colleague in front of her.

George stood firmly in the first position on the right side of Yi Jiayi, standing upright, like a knight guarding a princess.

After Liang Shule and others rushed over, they could only stand around or behind.

Fang Zhenyue also vaguely sensed George's concern and nervousness for Yi Jiayi. He pursed his lips, lowered his eyes and thought for a while, then he collected his thoughts and continued to observe the surroundings.

The place where the body was dumped was right on the side of the road, piled with other garbage.

Someone might have destroyed the scene last night and in the morning, so it is not easy to find clues to identify the murderer.

Moreover, it rained in the second half of Christmas Eve. Although it was light, it would wash away the traces left by the murderer when he dumped the body. Rain is the enemy of the Forensic Department, and it always happens to be encountered in Hong Kong.

Sanfu had already gone to find the janitor who found the body to take a statement. Jiayi turned around and looked at the people standing beside her. She called Gary and Liu Jiaming to go around and ask if there was anyone patrolling the area at night, if there were people living nearby, and if they saw any strange people last night or this morning.

"Ah Lok, George, you two should carefully observe where the colleagues in the Forensic Department have investigated, what investigations they have done, and what evidence they have collected. Then write it down in your notebook and learn the thinking of the colleagues in the Forensic Department in investigating the scene. This will help you get into the case and find clues step by step." After sending Gary and Liu Jiaming out, Jiayi reminded the two detectives Liang Shule and George how to learn and grow.

"Yes, madam!" The two answered almost in unison.

The medical examiner Xu Junhao, who was standing on the other side, looked at Yi Jiayi and the two detectives behind her, and couldn't help but say to Fang Zhenyue: "Eleven is so sharp now, and he is also very neat and thoughtful in teaching students. He has the style of your past."

"The disciple is better than the master." Fang Zhenyue raised his eyebrows with some pride. Eleven has always been great and never disappointed.

...

Since it is not possible to get close to the body for the time being, Jiayi walked around.

The nearest living area is also a few hundred meters away. This area is relatively deserted. There should be many young people who came here for a date last night. It was dark and windy, suitable for kissing, hugging and lifting high.

If the murderer ran over to dump the body, he might be encountered by people having sex outdoors - if anyone was having sex outdoors.

Thinking of this, Jiayi began to patrol the bushes around the body dumping site, looking for some lost buttons, thread ends, toilet paper, condoms and other things.

Unfortunately, there was no clear harvest.

There were no suspicious bloodstains around. The murderer should have killed someone and dismembered the body somewhere else, and then rushed to this uninhabited area to dump the body.

When the police dog team arrived, the preliminary investigation of the forensic department was also over.

Forensic officer Sir Xu approached the body for a preliminary inspection, while Chen Guangyao walked towards Fang Zhenyue and Yi Jiayi who had turned back:

"There are many footprints nearby, and one of the small footprints was identified as a suspicious footprint. Although the rain yesterday may have caused many traces to disappear, it also softened the soil, leaving some footprints very clearly."

Chen Guangyao took Yi Jiayi and Fang Zhenyue to several locations and pointed out several traces on the ground to the two:

"The footprints here, and this side, are very heavy, and they were left when they stopped. This person should have stopped here and there to watch or hesitate.

"Many of the people coming and going are going to work in the morning, or just passing by. Only these two footprints are a little different. "

It is very likely that when he came to dump the body, he hesitated for a moment, wondering whether he really wanted to dump it here." Fang Zhenyue answered.

"Yes." Chen Guangyao nodded, "and these footprints were also found near the dumping site, so it makes sense."

"OK, are there any other discoveries, Brother Da Guangming?" After making a record, Jiayi drew a simple diagram of the footprints and the dumping site, then looked up and asked.

"The bag that held the body was the most common garbage bag, not very thick, so the murderer covered it with two layers, but the bag was still damaged, showing that the murderer underestimated the weight of the body. "Chen Guangyao said.

"He has little experience and is not very careful in doing things, or he was a little nervous after killing someone, which led to a lack of consideration. Just like these footprints left behind, they are panicked." Jiayi supplemented.

"Yes." Chen Guangyao nodded, "It's a pity that this is just a corpse dumping site. A panicked murderer must have left more evidence at the first crime scene. The clues found for the time being are very limited. I will survey the surroundings again."

"Thank you, Brother Da Guangming." Jiayi nodded.

"It should be. "Chen Guangyao turned around and took Awei and others to continue the radioactive survey at the scene.

Fang Zhenyue and Yi Jiayi then walked towards the body. Qiao Zhi, who was standing next to Xu Junhao, saw Yi Jiayi approaching from the corner of his eye, and hurriedly stepped back to make room for Yi Jiayi, and then took the initiative to hand Yi Jiayi a disposable mask.

When Yi Jiayi put on the mask and squatted next to Xu Junhao, Qiao Zhi carefully moved closer to her and slowly squatted down.

Sanfu, who had just finished giving his statement at the edge of the cordon, walked towards Yi Jiayi. Seeing George's actions, he couldn't help but curl his lips: This guy is most likely a fan. Maybe he is chasing the West Kowloon female detective under the guise of being a CID detective.

Thinking of this, Sanfu walked to the side of the few people, chose a better position, and stood behind Yi Jiayi -

not only was he closer to Yi Jiayi than George, but he also helped Yi Jiayi block the wind and the cameras outside.

Humph! When it comes to being considerate, George is far behind!

...

"This piece belongs to the left forearm from the elbow joint to the fingers. The murderer chopped off the victim's fingertips with fingerprints and removed the forearm.

"From the bones, it is preliminarily determined that it belongs to an adult male.

"...Judging from the blood coagulation, it has been here for several hours. The murderer may have dumped the body last night...

" "This piece of meat with a rose tattoo should belong to the upper arm. It is not possible to confirm whether it is the left arm or the right arm..."

Xu Junhao took out the body pieces one by one and put them into a special insulated body box.

For transporting small pieces of corpses, this insulated box with a low-temperature device is much more convenient than an ordinary wooden box or a body bag.

"They cut off the finger with the fingerprints, but they didn't know that there was a tattoo that could prove the identity of the victim..." Fang Zhenyue, who was squatting on the other side of Yi Jiayi, said: "The black rose tattoo seems to be a pattern that some societies would have. We can ask the bull who used to follow the big boss Zhong Dazhi if he recognizes this tattoo..."

Jiayi heard this part and was pulled into the flow image before she had time to record it. She

was even more unaware of the fierceness of Sanfu and Qiaozhi.