Chapter 95 Quick Wisdom
Jian Ruochen was simply astonished.
The most outrageous thing he had ever done in his life was to cook hot pot noodles in a small rice cooker in his university dormitory.
It is definitely wrong to change the search warrant, but it is the only solution.
after all……
It's a special period.
Jian Ruochen's eyes wandered, and he followed Group A, who were ready to go, towards the elevator door.
They walked in an orderly manner, but there was no sound of footsteps.
A little sneaky.
As soon as I reached the elevator door, the elevator made a "ding" sound.
Jian Ruochen was startled and looked up to see a man with a protruding belly, slicked back hair, gray hair and a dignified look coming out of the elevator.
Guan Yingjun said: "Sir Tao."
Tao Hongyun smiled and said, "Sir Guan, are you preparing for the visit?"
Guan Yingjun replied calmly, "Yes."
I thought: Fortunately, Mr. Tao doesn’t understand micro-expressions.
He turned to Jian Ruochen and introduced, "This is our West Kowloon Regional Police Station Commander, Tao Hongyun."
Jian Ruochen's mind flashed with the "fake" search warrant. His palms started to sweat and he felt extremely nervous.
But when he met Tao Hongyun's eyes, he was afraid that he would not be able to handle it well and would ruin his next action.
So he smiled, stretched out his hands, grasped the commander-in-chief's hands, shook them up and down, and said enthusiastically: "I have heard of you for a long time. I have heard of your legend in the police force since I was a child!"
Guan Yingjun raised the corner of his eyebrows.
Tao Hongyun laughed and said, "Really?"
While shaking hands with Jian Ruochen, he patted Jian Ruochen's shoulder vigorously and said, "Good boy. I came here today just to praise you."
Jian Ruochen felt hot all over, and spoke instinctively: "Hey...it's all within my responsibilities."
Tao Hongyun waved his hand, "It's probably not your job to promote the West Kowloon Regional Police Station, right?"
"Now people outside are praising our West Kowloon Regional Police Station for its sense of responsibility and commitment. You really gave face to the head of the Serious Crime Unit."
Zhang Xingzong was laughing foolishly in the back, his chest almost reaching his chin, looking very proud of himself.
Jian Ruochen swallowed his saliva.
This sounds nice, but it is actually a test.
It seems that Uncle Law has already let STN take over as the commander-in-chief of the West Kowloon Regional Police Station.
Tao Hongyun knew that STN was his, so he was testing whether his "praise" was sincere or just for exploitation.
"Haha, I was able to join the serious crime team because you, Sir Tao, are open-minded and dare to try new methods of solving cases. Without your support, Sir Guan would not be able to hire consultants from outside."
Jian Ruochen said with a smile on his face, and said to Tao Hongyun: "Of course I want to be a police officer, but if Sir Tao didn't let me be a consultant, I definitely wouldn't be able to come to the police station so early. I'm really grateful to Sir Tao for giving me a break~"
Tao Hongyun glanced at the doorplate of the serious crime squad, and then looked at Jian Ruochen.
I thought of Ms. Lin Yazhi, who slammed his desk and was almost pointing at his nose and scolding him.
And Mr. Guan Yingjun, who took advantage of his uncle's ability to act in a tough manner.
I deeply felt the gap between people.
Look, this is what it means to be sensible.
What a comforting thing to say.
Jian Ruochen's identity and background are not bad.
Such a person, who speaks such nice words and looks so pleasing to the eye.
For a moment, Tao Hongyun felt a little dizzy.
He felt that he had finally experienced the dignity of being the commander-in-chief in the serious crime squad.
Tao Hongyun smiled so much that his face burst into laughter. He patted Jian Ruochen's arm and said, "It's all part of our job. If you have any difficulties, just tell me."
The thought of the “fake” search warrant flashed through Jian Ruochen’s mind again.
It would be great if it were true, but you should never take polite words seriously.
He just smiled and said, "Thank you in advance, Mr. Tao."
Tao Hongyun said: "You have a good overall view. If you work hard, you will have a bright future."
After he finished speaking, he looked at Liu Sizheng and Bi Qianqian suspiciously, and suddenly asked, "Do you have to carry guns when you visit people now? Is it such a big deal?"
The smile on Liu Sizheng's face froze for a moment.
Flop on the street...
This old guy has been in that position for so many years, how come he hasn't lost his skills as a detective?
Bi Xianxian said: "It's a mess outside now."
Jian Ruochen continued to make up a story, "Sir Tao, it's mainly to protect me. Hey... I... I've offended a lot of people recently. It's not good to bring bodyguards with me to work. It will scare the people and they will think we are making a big deal out of nothing."
Tao Hongyun thought about it and his serious expression relaxed. He raised his hand and pressed the elevator button for Group A. "Then I won't disturb you from working. I'll go see Superintendent Lin."
"Ok. Bye, Sir Tao." Jian Ruochen waved and entered the elevator with everyone in Group A.
Everyone was on edge, fearing that Commander Tao would notice something was wrong at the last moment and all the efforts would be wasted.
Three seconds later, the elevator door closed, isolating Tao Hongyun's face from outside.
"Huh——" Everyone breathed a sigh of relief and their shoulders dropped.
Liu Sizheng pulled his sleeve to wipe the sweat off his face, "Oh my god, I was scared to death."
Ding Gao asked: "Just now Sir Tao said that he can help if there is anything he needs, why don't we apply for a real search warrant."
Bi Xianxian rolled her eyes at him and said, "Do you know why you are still an ordinary police officer? Leaders who have been away from the grassroots for a long time are not in the same interest chain with us. We can't trust their words."
Ding Gao seemed to understand, but not quite, and uttered an "Oh" in a daze.
The elevator fell silent.
Zhang Xingzong finally reacted. He smacked his lips and said, "I thought he was really here to praise Consultant Jian. Oh... it's a pity that I don't have a video recorder, otherwise I should have recorded his response frame by frame and studied it."
He really wanted to improve.
Everyone got out of the elevator, dispersed, drove through the undersea tunnel, and headed to Hong Kong University.
Jian Ruochen took out the book from the storage net bag on the side of the co-pilot, pressed down the bookmark, turned to the place he had read last time and continued reading.
In my previous life, conditions were limited, and the police academy's disciplines were reformed to allow professionals to do professional things. The disciplines were clearly defined and very strict.
He only studied criminal psychology and did not learn forensics or drug identification.
Now that he had Guan Yingjun by his side and a teacher named Li who was known as an all-round criminal profiling expert, he naturally wanted to catch up eagerly.
Criminal investigation is a very profound subject.
Criminals in the future will become smarter and smarter, and it will not be enough to rely solely on criminal psychology.
Bi Xianxian sat in the back seat and glanced at the storage net bag on the passenger seat. She thought of the smell on Jian Ruochen that day, which was exactly the same as Guan Yingjun's.
Sir Guan is a person with a bit of mysophobia and obsessive-compulsive disorder. To put it bluntly, he has a strong sense of territory. He doesn't like to put other people's things in the car, and he can't accept anyone eating in the car.
So there's very little storage space in this Toyota.
But now?
I added a net bag and changed the tissue paper to better quality. In the net bag there are books with bookmarks, small biscuits, small breads and red candies.
Bi Xianxian counted while secretly clicking her tongue.
What coincidence?
Even if Sir Guan wasn't with Consultant Jian, he was definitely attracted to her.
Wow, does Sir Guan want to use himself to help the little god of wealth?
That's a good idea.
Bi Xianxian raised her hand to support her face and covered her mouth, hiding the corners of her lips that were raised in her palm.
Half an hour later, the car stopped in front of the single dormitory of Hong Kong University.
Guan Yingjun used his mobile phone to contact Lin Jiacheng who was watching not far away: "How is it? Has the security guard left his sight? Will he move the password book?"
Lin Jiacheng's voice was a little hoarse. "No, we take turns to watch, there is no gap."
"Okay." Guan Yingjun hung up the phone and turned around to say, "As soon as we take action, the British Hong Kong people will receive the news. They will arrive at the scene to check the search warrant in fifteen minutes at the latest. We must find the code reference book before they come."
If you can’t find it, all your efforts will fail.
Jian Ruochen felt his heart beating faster and faster. He clenched his fingers and said, "I'll meet you in the car to deal with any unexpected situations."
He has a very recognizable appearance and showing up would alert the enemy.
Guan Yingjun responded and led the group towards the single dormitory.
Jian Ruochen saw him holding up the search warrant, escorting the security guard upstairs, and soon disappeared into the corridor.
Can't see it.
He raised his wrist to check his watch.
Five minutes, ten minutes...
Jian Ruochen pursed her lips, glanced sideways at the light and shadow reflected in the car window, and reached out to smooth her tied hair.
When Lu Qian was executed, he cut his hair short as a farewell to the original owner.
My hair is too long now. It always gets pressed down when I sleep and is too conspicuous when I’m working on a case. Also, it’s not convenient to wear a wig because I have so much hair.
It will make the wig too puffy.
Jian Ruochen raised his wrist again and looked at his watch.
Thirteen minutes.
Why hasn’t it come down yet? Is the code book so hard to find?
Jian Ruochen was a little restless. Just as he put his hand on the car door, he heard a "bang".
It's a gunshot!
His pupils dilated slightly, and then he heard a series of gunshots.
The Hong Kong police have a very strict shooting system. They will not shoot continuously unless they are targeting robbers or fleeing drug dealers.
There is something fishy about their search warrant, Guan Yingjun will be more cautious.
So it was the dormitory management who fired the shot?
How does he have a gun?
Jian Ruochen opened the car door, and just as his front feet touched the ground, he heard the sound of sirens getting closer and closer.
When I turned around, I saw a black police car parked next to the serious crime squad's convoy, and a brown-haired British police inspector got out.
He looked around and quickly locked onto Jian Ruochen. He walked over quickly and held up his ID. "I'm Kevin Chris. Someone reported that you forged a search warrant. Is this true?"
Jian Ruochen looked at his watch. Fifteen minutes had passed and Guan Yingjun still hadn't come out.
He was worried that someone in Team A had been shot, but he had to concentrate on dealing with the British police inspector, "Forged search warrant?"
Jian Ruochen sneered, "How is that possible? Our search warrants are all in compliance with the regulations."
Kevin pulled the corners of his mouth coldly, revealing his broken teeth corroded by sweets. Before he could say anything, another gunshot was heard in the dormitory building.
Then, a figure emerged from the second floor.
He knocked over the trash can downstairs of the single dormitory building, and a book stained with blood fell on him.
He picked it up and tried to run away.
The British police inspector remained indifferent.
Jian Ruochen cursed inwardly, "Shameless."
Kevin raised his eyelids, "We are here to check the search warrant. The rest is none of our business."
The expression on his face showed that he knew exactly what had fallen.
Jian Ruochen's face turned cold.
This person must not run away, otherwise Guan Yingjun will be in trouble.
If the code book cannot be obtained and the secret files cannot be deciphered, it will affect the Interpol Central Bureau.
The danger of the things in the secret files is unknown. If they were only aimed at him, it would be fine, but I am afraid that it will affect the overall situation. Once something goes wrong, more people will suffer.
No time to hesitate!
Jian Ruochen took a step forward and suddenly looked behind Kevin, "Huh? Why are you here?"
Kevin looked back suspiciously, "Who?"
Jian Ruochen took advantage of Kevin's distraction, reached out and took out the pistol from Kevin's waist, then turned around and aimed at the fleeing person, quickly pulling the trigger.
"Bang!"
The bullet hit the security guard's lower body and he fell to his knees.
Kevin turned his gaze back in disbelief, "You? What are you doing?"
Jian Ruochen took out a handkerchief, wiped the pistol clean, and quickly put it back into the inspector's holster: "Thank you Mr. Kevin Chris for your generosity and for bringing glory to West Kowloon."
He curled his lips and imitated Kevin's tone, "We will write this down in the report."
Guan Yingjun came down from the second floor, opened the book in the man's hand and flipped through it, then nodded from a distance in the direction of Jian Ruochen.
Kevin's face suddenly turned as black as the bottom of a pot.
The West Kowloon Crime Unit is simply gangsters!
shameless!
How could this guy named Jian Ruochen move so quickly?
So clever!
It's so hard to react!
Jian Ruochen smiled meaningfully at Kevin, "Why are you so nervous? Do you know what criminal evidence he is protecting?"
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