Fang Zhenyue's jeep chassis was very high, and Yi Jiayi almost had to jump to get on.
She had never seen the street scene of this city from such a high parking space at such a late hour.
The jeep sped along the street, passed through the old streets, turned into Pitt Street to pick up her bicycle, and waited slowly at the traffic lights, allowing her to see every neon curved tube light on the streets around her.
Those high and low signs almost built a bridge above the streets, a cyberpunk floating above the streets and between the city buildings.
Although there were cyberpunk movies at home and abroad shot in Hong Kong in later generations, those pictures were not as vivid and shocking as the real old Hong Kong streets in the 1990s.
The lights and the overlapping 3D scenes reflected on her retina, and also illuminated her excited smile.
At this moment, Yi Jiayi was neither a little policewoman nor a younger sister or elder sister in a public housing estate. At this moment, she was just a lucky time traveler who saw the scenery that made her fascinated and was so happy that she forgot everything else.
When Fang Zhenyue occasionally looked back, he saw the little girl putting her palm against the car window without concealing her emotions, her lips slightly parted, and she didn't know what she was looking at so intently and happily.
He quietly looked out her window when the traffic light turned red. It was an ordinary street scene with ordinary pedestrians and vehicles. There was even a double-decker bus blocking their view on the left. However, the policewoman was staring at the double-decker bus with great pleasure, as if the bus was carrying not ordinary Hong Kong people, but a monster with three eyes and two noses. She
was just like a child.
There was a bit of traffic jam on the road during this time. Every time the traffic light turned red, Fang Zhenyue would lean his right elbow against the window and support his forehead with his fist to relax a little.
After Yi Jiayi's interest in enjoying the scenery faded, she looked back and saw Fang Zhenyue with a tired face.
The carriage seemed to suddenly become quiet, isolating herself from the noise of the outside world.
More than 20 minutes later, the jeep drove into Oak Street and stopped in front of a large area of buildings that were not very neatly built.
The elderly people sitting under the wall, fanning themselves with palm-leaf fans and chatting, were wearing large vests and shorts, like elements frozen in a painting of the times.
But suddenly he looked over and said, "Is Jiayi off work?"
...
Yi Jiadong sat under the not-so-bright street light at the corner of the street, reading the comic "Wind and Cloud" that was being serialized.
The oblique neon lights rendered the black and white in a mess, dressing Kong Ci in colorful clothes.
Hearing the voice, Yi Jiadong raised his head and saw an exceptionally tall and majestic figure embracing his sister, making the 1.66-meter-tall girl look petite.
He stood up and stared at the man.
The man didn't stay long. After taking his sister's bike out of the trunk, he returned to the driver's seat and drove the jeep into the night.
Jiayi has only been working for two months, and someone is already picking her up from work?
...
The Yi family goes to bed early because there are students and civil servants.
After the family fell asleep, Yi Jiayi lay on the bed, tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep.
Too many things happened today. She was obviously very tired and her body was very sleepy, but her brain was excited. There were
too many complicated emotions flying around, and she even found it difficult to summarize them into a sentence.
The strange ability fell on the head of an ordinary girl. She didn't know if she could use it well or if she could bear it.
Holding the quilt, Yi Jiayi recalled her modern campus life before the time travel, and the life that had lasted less than a month. The more she thought about it, the more details she found, and the more confused she became.
Choice, responsibility, life, future, justice, truth... These words were too harsh and too heavy for her, who had not yet entered the society before the time travel.
After lying there with her eyes closed for an unknown period of time, Yi Jiayi didn't know what she was thinking about, and a smile appeared on her face again.
There was a sound of bottles rolling outside the window, as if a pedestrian returning late accidentally kicked something.
Yi Jiayi suddenly stared at the bed board on the upper bunk and said:
"Jiaru."
"Huh?" The sister on the upper bunk muttered, and it was unknown whether she was awake or responding to her in a dream.
"Your sister was so brave today in catching the murderer. She was amazing." Yi Jiayi hugged the quilt and buried half of her face in the old but soft quilt that smelled of fresh flowers.
"...... Yeah." Yi Jiaru's voice was vague, as if she responded, but also as if she was just talking in her sleep.
"It's a secret, I only tell you." Yi Jiayi reached out and gently touched her sister's little hand that was hanging from the top bed when she was sleeping.
"......"
"...... Your sister is really amazing!"
"......"
"Hehe."
...
At night, the reports of the Serious Case B Team and the Scientific Forensic Department were just posted, and the simple outline of the case arrived on the desk of Inspector Guo Yongyao of the Public Relations Department.
The relationship between the Hong Kong police and the media is very close. Regarding homicides, the media's good reporting can enhance the reputation of the Hong Kong police. Sometimes the public is needed to help find the murderer, and the police will also ask for assistance from the public through newspapers.
On the other hand, if the media reports nonsense, it may cause the murderer to know too much information about the police's case in advance, and he may eventually escape the law.
Therefore, the Hong Kong police set up a public relations department to negotiate with the media on which content can be broadcast and which content should not be published in newspapers.
Tomorrow, all major newspapers will definitely report the Pitt Street murder case. Even if it is not in a prominent page, it will definitely be seen by all the citizens who love to read newspapers.
Inspector Guo Yongyao of the Public Relations Department certainly hopes that there will be as much good news about the case being solved as possible in the newspaper, and it would be best if there is no negative news about poor public security. As
soon as he learned that the case was solved, he called all the major newspapers he was familiar with.
You know, it is very heroic and rare for the Hong Kong police to solve a case within 24 hours. In the past ten years, such cases can be counted on 5 fingers.
How can such a rare good luck with the right time, place and people be missed? It must be publicized to show the prestige of CID, improve the credibility of the Hong Kong police, and also grab a great credit for his public relations department.
He negotiated seriously and repeatedly emphasized that this news must be given a large page the next day. However,
the newspaper executives always made excuses -
"When doing business, you always have to consider newspaper sales. It’s just that solving a case within 24 hours, although your police station is impressive, it doesn’t attract attention, Inspector Guo."
"To attract attention, right?" Guo Yongyao read the report in front of him several times.
There was only one victim, an ordinary female worker, who had neither a prominent and terrifying family background nor a particularly tragic and miserable ethical story.
Her death might be devastating to a family, but to others it might just be an ordinary death that happened every day and was insignificant and passed by. The
murderer was drunk and killed by mistake. He was afraid to escape and had no time to rob the money or the woman.
The murder weapon was a rusty folding fruit knife, which was not as fierce as an electric saw, nor as weird as a poison needle.
It sounds cold-blooded, but for the newspaper industry, this case is indeed unremarkable.
Guo Yongyao gritted his teeth and sighed. This case was extremely difficult. It was not easy to solve the case within 24 hours. It was probably just a passing mention in the reporters' writings, and it did not attract much attention.
Listening to the excuses from the other side, he was upset and suddenly saw the details in Fang Zhenyue's report:
[The murder weapon was accidentally discovered by Yi Jiayi, a new female civilian police officer who had been working for 2 months and was delivering related items to the crime scene. The murderer
returned to the crime scene to retrieve the lost murder weapon, and was discovered by the same female civilian police officer Yi Jiayi for his strange behavior. Yi Jiayi raised the alarm and bravely pursued the murderer. She fought fiercely with the murderer and injured her shoulder. Finally, the murderer was subdued and taken back to the police station. During the interrogation, he confessed his crime...
"Wait a minute." Guo Yongyao suddenly turned on his computer, held the microphone and waved to the police officer at the door.
A few minutes later, Guo Yongyao sent a 200-word introduction to the newspaper manager.
The other party only opened it and scanned it, and immediately responded on the phone: "Officer Guo, don't worry, I will definitely help you publicize this case, at least in the front page text report, don't you say loyalty?"
The lucky policewoman is the key to solving the case. Such interesting news, of course, the newspaper is willing to report it vigorously.
Hong Kong has only been promoting the slogan of "new women in a new era" in recent years, but it has not produced any particularly exciting news stories. In the police force, a woman has made a significant contribution. A reporter with a strong pen can write a long article about the major events of the era in Hong Kong.
Is she loyal? Humph.
Guo Yongyao complained in his heart, but smiled and greeted her. He then looked at the photos of Yi Jiayi in the police academy, the photos of her joining the company, and the ID photos in the police file that the police officer had retrieved for him. He picked out one and sent her another email.
"Editor Qiao, how about being more loyal and having the headlines? Ah? How about that?" Guo Yongyao laughed, "What details do you want? I'll work overtime tonight to help you adjust and supplement them. Your exclusive headlines tomorrow morning, is that cool enough?"
Qiao Tianyou opened the email and looked at the attached photo, then zoomed in to take a look.
Oh, the key police officer who solved the case 24 hours a day is not only a policewoman, but also a young and beautiful policewoman.
She looks so photogenic that she can participate in the TVB Hong Kong beauty pageant. People like to see beautiful and wonderful things the most, so of course it's cool enough.
Seven or eight eye-catching and widely circulated headlines have already appeared in his mind. He smiled and said:
"Sir Guo is still amazing. Our Hong Kong police are really hard-working. This is a blessing for us people.
"No more talk. I will find someone to rewrite the headline.
"I asked Ajie to go to the police station to ask you for the original photos. Thank you Officer Guo for accompanying me to work overtime."
"It should be. We police should be service-oriented and strive for excellence." Guo Yongyao hung up the phone and turned around to call another newspaper.
He held the microphone in one hand and waited for the other party to answer. With the other hand, he flipped through the case report in his hand and asked the police to get more reports on Yi Jiayi and find Yi Jiayi's superiors to see if there are more photos. And arrange to find Yi Jiayi to take more photos of her saluting in front of the police station or busy working tomorrow.
After more than half an hour of busy work, several phone calls were made, 3 headlines with pictures and text, 2 third-page columns, and 5 third-page ordinary text reports.
With such publicity, he will be the most glorious inspector this quarter.
Guo Yongyao seemed to have seen the award and promotion. He couldn't help but point his finger at Yi Jiayi's photo, smiling and talking to himself:
"You are not only the lucky goddess of the serious crime team B, but also my little lucky star, Guo Yongyao."