The next day, the news of the KTV murder was indeed reported in the newspapers.

On the headlines of the Green Orange Newspaper, there was a big headline called "Wrong Decision and Wrong Murder".

In fact, it was about exploring whether there are problems such as unfairness in Hong Kong's employment, what should everyone do in the face of such a situation, and how the system should be standardized to protect the rights and obligations of every citizen.

In this article, the big and small problems encountered by the murderer in the workplace environment are described in detail. Because many contents rely on the author's imagination, Zheng Mou encountered almost all workplace difficulties in her workplace in the article. She was unyielding and determined to move forward, but in the end she still failed to escape the net set by her superiors and eventually went on the road of crime.

The author created a hateful, terrible and pitiful character, which aroused heated discussions among the citizens.

A lot of documents were sorted out in the morning. Sister Yan's newcomer had not arrived yet, so the serious crime team had to do the work of collecting documents, comparing documents, and keeping records.

Jiayi was experienced and a newcomer, so this job naturally fell on her.

She was busy all morning and had no time to read the newspaper until lunch.

At noon, the team rushed to Yi Ji for lunch, and she finally got a copy from Jiajun and carefully read various reports about the KTV murder case.

In recent years, Hong Kong has been advocating equality for all, advocating that everyone receive the same education, the same work, the same remuneration, and shoulder the same social responsibilities. However, in the actual implementation process, new and old concepts alternate, many conflicts occur, and countless social topics are discussed.

This case happened to be on the topic, so the big and small guys who are well-known, whether you remember their names or not, jumped out to speak at this time.

The case gradually changed shape and went out of shape after all the discussions and disputes.

Yi Jiayi found the "Green Orange Daily" from several newspapers. Only its headline talked seriously about the case and Cheng Laishan in this case.

Everyone can read different meanings from the incident, all depending on their life experiences and their positions.

Jiayi just wanted to sigh and say something, but she didn't know where to start.

Jiajun also held the newspaper, read it for a while and said to her:

"We can't afford to buy a Christmas tree. My eldest brother almost said the same thing as the murderer's mother."

"Really?" Jiayi raised her eyebrows and tried to search from her previous life memory.

"Yeah, why would you use that money to buy a Christmas tree that you can't eat or wear? You might as well buy a new pair of shoes for your oldest sister, a new pen for your second sister, and a new racket for me." Jiajun rolled his eyes and thought for a moment:

"But my second sister and I both really want a Christmas tree and that little colored light. You can go to the park with your oldest brother to pick up broken branches, go to the abandoned renovation site to pick up wood, and use wire and tape to make an ugly Christmas tree, hehe."

"I remember now, my eldest brother used the small lanterns that were hung on the windows during the Chinese New Year to hang on the tree. Other people's Christmas trees are colorful, but ours is red. When you walk by, it looks like a female ghost wearing red clothes and glowing." Jiayi couldn't help laughing. "

Although it's an ugly Christmas tree, there are socks and gifts at the head of our bed. My second sister and I know that you and my eldest brother prepared them for us." Jiajun tilted his head like a little adult.

"You two little friends also prepared gifts for me and my eldest brother."

"Yes, I picked up a stone that looks like a pistol and gave it to my eldest brother. That's my favorite thing." Jiajun laughed.

"You've been good at bluffing your big brother since you were little! In the end, I still have to return the stone gun to you, right? Otherwise, am I going to play with it?" Yi Jiadong came out from the kitchen to serve the dishes. When he passed by the counter, he reached out and tapped Jiajun on the forehead. Jiayi

also laughed.

As they chatted, they gradually forgot that they were sad and sighing. They

turned back to the full-page report in the newspaper. After reading two lines, Jiayi wanted to sigh again.

Suddenly, a man pulled a stool and sat on it upside down. He put his arm on the counter, facing the two siblings, one big and one small, and smiled and said:

"This world is very bad, but we can't wait until the world gets better before we start living."

It was Fang Zhenyue.

In the jungle of society, injustice, prejudice, and discrimination always exist.

Some people grow crooked because of this, while others grow up through hardships.

"!" Yi Jiajun didn't understand, but he thought it was amazing, his eyes couldn't help but gleam with admiration.

Jiayi blinked, it seemed that she, as an elder sister, understood.

She looked at Fang Zhenyue, then at Yi Jiajun, the words they said seemed to convey the same meaning, but also seemed not to be.

But inexplicably, they both reminded her of the most famous pig in Hong Kong.

McDull.

Boss, I want thick noodles with fish balls. No fish balls, no thick noodles;

when I was a kid, I wanted to play football, but I only developed a pair of calves thicker than others, and I didn't become a football star;

even if I participated in the bun grabbing event, what would it matter if I could grab a big bun? Times have changed, and people won't climb high to grab big buns anymore.

McDull is dead. Jiayi cried for no reason when she first watched the movie, but now she suddenly realized a kind of indifference and open-mindedness that grows in the midst of death.

Just like Jiajun, if there is no Christmas tree, a broken tree made by his brother will do.

If there is no toy pistol, just pick up a stone and pretend.

Or like Fang Sir, he looks unhappy and fierce every day when he handles cases, but when he walks out of the police station, he does what he should do, as if he can switch modes at any time, changing from [Fang Shazhan with deep hatred] mode to [Fang Zhenyue who wants to eat grass carp] mode.

Jiajun and Fang Zhenyue both have things that they cannot change, one is poor, and the other cannot completely eliminate crime. But they also know how to find a specific way out and work hard to live in such an imperfect and rotten world.

Dreams cannot be realized, forget it.

No Christmas tree, forget it.

Cannot get married, forget it.

Cannot get promoted, forget it.

It seems very sad, as if lying flat.

But when it comes to delicious pineapple buns, my eyes still light up.

When I smell the fresh steamed dace brought out by my eldest brother, I still can't take my eyes off it and want to eat it.

When a case is solved, I will have a big meal.

Even if I work overtime every day and am tortured by work all day, I can still laugh at myself.

Jiayi didn't understand McDull at the beginning, and she may not understand him now.

But the anger and sadness that Cheng Lai-shan brought to her were suddenly resolved.

It seemed that... she had a little understanding of Hong Kong's "Happiness is the most important" outlook on life.

Birth, aging, sickness and death, gains and losses are impermanent, depression is no match for innocence, and sadness is no match for optimism.

"It's time to eat." Fang Zhenyue reached out and patted Jiayi's arm on the table, nodded sincerely, and there seemed to be a lot of unfinished comfort in his eyes. Without waiting for Jiayi to respond, he raised his chin to Jiajun again:

"Little handsome boy, give me some face and come and have dinner together."

Little Jiajun jumped off the stool happily as if he had won a big prize, and disappeared behind the counter in an instant, until he went around the counter and revealed his figure that was not as tall as the counter.

Fang Zhenyue looked at him and patted him on the back of his head.

Little Jiajun immediately turned around to protest, but Fang Zhenyue suddenly reached under the child's armpits with both hands, lifted Jiajun up with a little force, took two steps forward, and pressed the boy down on the chair again.

Jiajun was like riding a roller coaster, being lifted up and down, flying and falling, and when he came to his senses, he was already sitting on the chair. He realized it was funny and laughed.

Like a little fool.

How good is the child, he is happy because of specific things and unhappy because of specific things. He has no

idea about self-pity, which is really a naive spirit that heals people's hearts.

Jiayi sat next to her brother, while Fang Zhenyue took the opportunity to sit on the other side of her. While everyone was teasing Jiajun, he whispered to her:

"There are all kinds of strange things in the case. Some murderers are extremely vicious, while others appear pitiful and worthy of sympathy... Don't be too affected, put aside your emotions, and keep the scale of law and justice in your heart. If your heart is calm, your emotions will also be calm."

Jiayi nodded vigorously and ate her rice according to Fang Sir's words. The steamed grass carp seemed to be more tender and sweet. There are

more bitterness and less sweetness in this world, but nothing can compare to the care and protection of relatives and friends. This gentleness that comforts and guides her is so reliable and reassuring. She

couldn't touch Fang Sir's head, so she touched her brother's head next to her. She

was too embarrassed to pick up food for Fang Sir, so she picked up several pieces of meat for her brother.

Liu Jiaming praised her for loving her brother so much. Jiayi blushed slightly, but her eyes secretly glanced at Fang Sir.

Fang Shazhan, who caught this look, suddenly felt his heart skip a beat and panicked for a moment. So strange.

The steamed fish on the table today is very special. Chef Yi steamed the dace on tofu, which not only has the fresh flavor of loach in tofu, but also has the enjoyment of picking up a piece of meat from the whole fish to fill the mouth. The

whole fish is surrounded by mushrooms, basil, scallions, hair algae and dace meat, which are mashed and stirred vigorously. The fish balls are rich in taste, and the texture is first springy and then soft. When chewed carefully, it has the tenderness of diced mushrooms. It is really wonderful.

"Brother Jiadong, if you put this plate of dace on the table, how can I eat other steamed dace from other restaurants in the future?" Liu Jiaming loves to eat the fish balls on the side, one by one, and can't stop.

Gary also wants to eat it and wants to snatch it from him.

"After entering Yi Ji, where else do you want to go!" Yi Jiayi raised the kitchen knife towards Liu Jiaming in the back kitchen, making everyone at the table laugh.

Yi Jiayi stretched out her chopsticks to help the short-armed and short-legged little brother pick up a fish ball, and tasted one herself. The deliciousness healed everything. After being happy and satisfied, she crooked her eyes and whispered to Fang Zhenyue on the other side:

"Thank you, Mr. Fang, for not treating me unfairly."

"Don't talk nonsense, eat." Fang Zhenyue was struggling with the fish bones, and it was really not appropriate to be distracted.

"Oh."

"Yeah." Finally spitting out all the fish bones, he swallowed the fish meat with satisfaction and nodded to Jiayi.

"Hehe." Looking at Mr. Fang's expression, she felt inexplicably cute, and the little policewoman smiled so hard that her eyebrows were not visible.

"..." Fang Zhenyue was a little puzzled, why was she smiling so sweetly?

Looking at the other people who were eating, each of them was wolfing down and their expressions were distorted...

As expected, girls and boys are different.

"Brother Yue, we solved the case in less than 4 hours this time!" The meatballs in the dace plate were gone, and Liu Jiaming was almost full. He wiped his mouth, took a sip of soup, and asked Fang Zhenyue for a reward with a smile:

"Should we have a bigger contribution to record? Everyone should get the Pioneer Bonus this month, right?"

"This is not a stranger murder case. It's not difficult to solve the case quickly. There have been cases before where we knew who the murderer was as soon as we stepped into the crime scene. Are we going to give big prizes to everyone? Do you think it's so easy to be a detective in the serious crime team? Money falling from the sky?" Fang Zhenyue scolded, and when he saw that Liu Jiaming was about to make a fuss, he waved his hand and said:

"But I will apply for it when I file a report. After all, the murderer this time is cunning, and it is very rare for us to find the key evidence of the 'microphone cover'. The Forensic Department mentioned it when they filed the report. This important evidence was found by our serious crime team. They completely missed it when they were searching for evidence. This is also a great achievement."

"Nowadays, everyone talks about investigating a case, it's scientific investigation, and they always give credit to the Forensic Department and the Forensic Department. How about this time? What else do they have to say? Where is the important evidence, it depends on our agents to point it out." Lin Wangjiu became more and more angry, "Otherwise, what do we think we are? Errands?"

"Our Serious Crime Unit is so proud of this. This morning, Da Guangming told me that we are trying to steal their Forensic Department's work, haha." Gary couldn't help laughing. This case was solved and it made him feel really good.

Their Serious Crime Unit finally got a lot of pride in front of the scientific departments.

When he walked in the police station today, the Forensic Department staff were polite to him.

It was really cool.

"Who can we rely on to solve cases by reasoning?" Seeing that the young people were so happy that they got carried away, Lin Wangjiu could not help but cool them down again, "If it wasn't for Sir Fang guiding you word by word, what could you come up with with your wooden heads?"

"Everyone is growing, too." Fang Zhenyue was very proud of being praised, but he also had to say a few nice words, "Moreover, in the process of solving this case, Eleven also showed progress that surprised me. You must have read a lot after work, right? The research on forensic trace examination and the idea of ​​the microphone cover are all amazing. It's like eating sugarcane backwards, and getting better and better~"

"The fart of the gods is extraordinary!" Lin Wangjiu also followed with a pun.

Several people burst into laughter after hearing this. Yi Jiajun suddenly raised his arms, turned around and shouted to Yi Jiadong in the kitchen:

"Brother, brother, sister has been praised! Officer Fang said that it is absolutely no problem for her to go to school while being dumb!"

"Hahahaha..."

"Haha..."

"Hahaha..."

Several people at the round table burst into laughter. Yi Jiadong also wiped his hands and walked out. He gave everyone a cup of coffee and said with a smile:

"Those with the surname Yi are all very hardworking.

"Everyone try my new improvement. I mixed coffee with milk tea and frappuccino. Milk tea is replaced by coffee. It tastes good too. Taste, taste."

"Big brother also wants to be praised." Jiajun put down his arms, tilted his head and looked at his big brother and sister.

"Of course, when you got full marks in the test, you chased after me and asked me to keep praising you." Yi Jiadong laughed.

"Big brother is so awesome!" Yi Jiayi took a sip of coffee and couldn't help laughing. Big brother actually made coffee frappuccino. "It tastes so good!"

"Wow, it's really good. I'll drink this from now on! "

Yeah, Milk Tea and Ice Cream are going to be out of favor."

Sanfu, who was sitting across the round table, was eating delicious meals and drinking delicious coffee, but he felt very uncomfortable.

When did it start? It seemed that the little policewoman was a lucky star mascot a few seconds ago, and the next second she became a dazzling newcomer who was outstanding in everything.

After the meal, Fang Zhenyue was generous and wanted to treat everyone.

"How can I let Sir Fang treat us all the time." Lin Wangjiu waved his hands, "AA."

"Yes, Brother Yue used all his salary to treat us to big meals and drinks." Liu Jiaming grabbed Fang Zhenyue's hand holding the wallet and took a look at the other's expensive BV wallet. This wallet alone was more expensive than all the cash in his pocket.

"Yeah, Brother Yue, let's go AA. ”

“No problem, I’ll treat you this time. Yesterday’s case went smoothly, and everyone has been very busy recently. Don’t save me money, I’ll treat you. Okay, okay, stop talking nonsense, let’s go back to the office and work.”

Fang Zhenyue waved his hand, silencing everyone else. He took out money and handed it to Yi Jiadong. While waiting for the change, he took the opportunity to rub Yi Jiajun’s head twice. It felt good.

…

When they returned to the office in the afternoon, Jiayi was supposed to help with the work of organizing the evidence report. Before she even touched the documents, Fang Zhenyue grabbed her by the back of the neck and sent her out of the office.

“Go practice shooting. Hurry up and get your gun permit. It’s not decent for a serious crime squad detective to be without a gun. Fang Zhenyue patted the policewoman on the back and urged her with a frown.

This was only for Xiaoyi. If Liu Jiaming and the others were not so active in shooting, he would have kicked them in the ass and forced them to take down their guns within a week.

Although Jiayi had studied the police guns carefully, the SIG P250 DCc pistols, .38 caliber, revolvers... I studied a lot, but when the day came to touch a gun, I was still a little scared.

A girl who was born and raised in mainland China, I was afraid of this thing. I always felt it was dangerous, and I didn't know if I could control it.

Sighing, the serious crime team is not as simple as just holding a meeting in the office and finding the murderer.

Catching the murderer is also an important responsibility of the serious crime team detective. Without a gun, her force is greatly reduced, which is necessary. Shortcomings that need to be made up.

Thinking of this, she cheered up, straightened her chest and raised her head, full of energy again.

Fang Zhenyue, standing at the door of Group B's office, watched the little policewoman change from walking out in a slack manner to walking with her head held high, and couldn't help but raise the corners of his lips.

It was like the first day of sending a child to kindergarten. I was worried that she would not be able to adapt, and I was also afraid that she would not be excellent.

Tsk, complicated.

Turning back to the serious crime team with a gentle smile, Fang Zhenyue immediately frowned, clapped his hands, frowned and coldly rebuked:

"Speed ​​up! Hurry up and organize the information, don't dawdle there! Hurry, hurry!"

The office was in chaos, and the poor boys were busy like donkeys.

…

After a series of dry fire (dissociated bullet) training, Jiayi is finally ready to fire her first live round.

Left foot in front, right foot behind, left leg slightly bent, right foot back on the ground.

Shoot sideways at the target, right arm straight, elbow slightly bent, left arm bent, right hand pushes forward, left hand pulls back, forming a push-pull grip.

Pay attention to the degree of arm bending, and do not let the right thumb be pressed by the left hand… …Otherwise, the muzzle of the gun will jump up, which will cause wrist injuries…

Before Jiayi fired, she stood in the shooting position and kept thinking about what she had learned from the previous research. She kept muttering to herself, correcting all her postures, and checking all possible mistakes. Fortunately, she had just graduated, and the limb muscle memory of practicing shooting skills in school was still there. When she stood here, she didn't feel very unfamiliar. Now that the theoretical knowledge is in place,

the limb muscle memory is also very good.

After calibrating her memory, she felt that she might not be completely incapable.

Although the little policewoman was extremely nervous, the instructor Alison standing not far away was very satisfied with her. She was pretty, spoke softly and politely, wore protective equipment in a standard manner, did not shoot easily, and kept checking her condition. This was really well-behaved and made people feel soft-hearted and want to protect her!

Jiayi was fully prepared All right, it's finally time to fire the first shot.

Take a deep breath, feel the muscles and strength of your palms, wrists, arms, shoulders, back, hips and legs, test your dominant eye, aim, keep the muzzle steady, pay attention to the 'only 9, no 1' formula for your fingers, and slowly pull the trigger -

after a period of freedom without force, your fingers will finally feel obvious resistance. The trigger is about to drive the hammer to fire the bullet, hold your breath, and apply force evenly!

"Bang! "The bullet flew out of the chamber, broke through the air quickly, and pierced the target with a "pop".

The coach took a closer look, then suddenly laughed out loud, raised his two palms and started clapping.

Before Xiao Jiayi had time to look at the target, she still followed the rules of shooting, with her index finger on the trigger, moving slowly with the force of the trigger reset, until she heard the obvious trigger reset click, then she breathed again and relaxed her fingers.

At this point, she finally had time to raise her head, wanting to see how many rings she had shot.

Come to Alison The people who practice shooting are all armed police officers in the police force. People in this line of work have plenty of male hormones, even female police officers have a sense of aggressiveness. Even if these people seem to have good tempers, they must be stubborn in their bones.

It's not that they are necessarily difficult to get along with, but they are definitely not particularly well-behaved. In the end, they either don't like to wear a harness, or they are arrogant and disobedient.

Alison has been working here for so many years, and she has never met a trainee like Yi Jiayi who is so serious and humble, follows the rules everywhere, and never messes up.

Seeing the policewoman doing the trigger reset action so seriously, his admiration for her reached its peak. When she looked at him for guidance and comments, he poured out words of praise and encouragement.

The noise was inevitably a bit loud, attracting many people to look at him and ask:

"Are you applying for a gun?"

"Come and fire your first shot?"

"How many rings?"