Chapter 599 Opening the lid
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Jiang Yuan brought more than thirty people to the Zoumadao Police Station. He only stayed for a few days and sent dozens of talents to the detention center.
The main reason is that the operating modes of each unit are similar. Over the years, a fixed method of defrauding money has been almost formed. As long as you catch one problem, you can lead to a series of problems.
Among them, there is another fugitive who was imprisoned for three years for economic crimes. He developed the skills of using a sewing machine. He ran away when he committed another crime. He was caught again this time. The two crimes were merged and the time in prison had to be shortened. In 10 years or so, it is estimated that I will be able to develop foundation-level sewing machine skills.
The participants from other institutions are slightly inferior, and only a few can stay in prison for 5 years.
Especially a few young people in the tourist shop. They just graduated and looked for jobs, so they joined the company as sales people. They sang and danced, and were happy and lively, but they didn't make much money. They probably only played dozens of cars of tourists. In this case, it is very possible to get a suspended sentence.
This round of processing lasted another three days, which was even more tiring than the investigation phase.
The main cost is taking notes for tourists. Most tourists who come to Ningtai only stay for one day. Some get off the train in the morning and leave on the bus in the evening.
In order to target these tourists, the police have to wait on the only way the bus must pass. When they see the confirmed number plate, they will stop them and take notes.
On the way back to the buses led by some tour guides, public dissatisfaction boiled over, and both parties began to curse each other. In this case, the effect of recording transcripts is very good.
But some tour guides are really good people. On the way back in the car, the tourists even sang and danced, and even complained that the police were being nosy and delaying everyone's meal.
Later, the police began to block people in the restaurant and then took notes separately. But the problem is the same. Many tourists have not suffered any losses. They are afraid of missing their trip, so they keep urging the police...
That is to say, Jiang Yuan doubled the manpower of Zoumadao Police Station. Otherwise, unknown to others, Director Tan Jingtan would collapse first.
Of course, collapse is not far away now.
After all, he is the old director. Tan Jing's physical fitness allows him to stay up late occasionally and walk ten thousand to twenty thousand steps during the day. This is the limit.
But the current situation is that criminal suspects are constantly being brought in, and many of them have to be tried while they are hot. At the same time, there are also a lot of cases in the jurisdiction. If there are any conflicts and disputes, people still have to be sent out.
Although Tan Jing does not have to do the hardest and most tiring work, his workload has also greatly increased compared to usual days.
After another day of hard work, Tan Jing walked out of the office door, his feet were weak.
Passing by the big office, I heard the policemen were still busy:
"Where's my pen? Who took my pen?"
"Lend me a pen"
"Where's the ink pad?"
"Where's my cap badge?"
Hearing the familiar voice, Tan Jing felt slightly relaxed.
"Tan Suo is off work?" Jiang Yuan came out from behind and greeted.
Tan Jing felt a little embarrassed for no reason. Although it was indeed time to get off work, as the director of the police station, he faced the guest Jiang Yuan...
"Just come out and take a look. If nothing happens, I'll go back." Tan Jing expressed the fact that he was going to get off work tactfully.
"I'm going to invite you all to dinner, will Tan come with me?" Jiang Yuan doesn't care whether Tan Jing is off duty or not. He is now familiar with the policemen at Zoumadao Police Station. It is more convenient for him to use them when the director is away.
Tan Jing naturally wanted to go home, but when Jiang Yuan said this, he could only laugh twice and said: "You should be the one we invited to dinner."
"Come on, your office's account is going to be negative this month." Jiang Yuan did not use the funds of the Zoumadao Police Station.
But how could a small police station be able to afford the investigative expenses of a fatal level? Now that Chai Tong is no longer in charge, the Zouma Road Police Station can persist until now.
Tan Jing didn't know whether to be happy or worried. He sighed and said, "I can't talk about money. My head hurts."
"Let's roast beef tonight." Jiang Yuan smiled and added, "It's a personal treat. The cows in my pasture are going to be slaughtered. My dad will transport them to my house first to give everyone a taste and give you some advice."
"How can this be so embarrassing..."
"It's okay. Come when you have time. Don't force yourself if you don't have time." Jiang Yuan waved his hand and left for get off work.
He went home early today because he had to cook.
Ever since Comrade Jiang Fuzhen started the tradition of cooking meat, Jiang Yuan would cook from time to time, but he would cook more for dogs and less for humans.
This time is actually the same. Among the invited guests, the real protagonist is Da Zhuang, but others don't know it.
Jiang Yuan also added +1 to the temporary skill that had not been used in the past few days, and added it to Gou Fan (LV5).
The LV6 level dog rice gradually took shape right in front of Da Zhuang.
Compared with the dog rice of LV5, the dog rice of LV6 takes into account the issues of style and seasonality.
The ingredients selected are not only fresh, but also seasonal products at that time, and some adjustments were made taking into account the needs of the police dogs.
Moreover, unlike many dog owners who always like to buy some high-priced foods, such as steaks, lamb chops, salmon and the like, the ingredients chosen by Jiang Yuan are generally relatively low-priced and are also cattle products. The most popular ones are beef heart, liver and other parts.
The low price of these cattle offal does not mean that it has poor nutritional content. On the other hand, high-priced food represents human preferences, which are completely different from dog preferences.
Adhering to this concept, Jiang Yuan quickly cooked a large pot of dog rice with cheap ingredients but delicious smell and look.
The moment the lid was opened, there were not only dogs but also many people watching near the open-air stove.
The police dogs barked even more excitedly.
Jiang Yuan was watched by so many people and dogs, so he thought about it and heated up the oil again, making a pot full of Uncle Seventeen's fried rice.
Several large pots of rice were soaked with five or six eggs and put into a large wrought iron pot with only a little oil. The color instantly turned golden and the taste was perfect.
People who were attracted by the dog rice were shocked when they saw Jiang Yuan's operation.
"I can't blame Jiangfu Town for being rich. Jiang Yuan is really saving money!"
"The vegetables he steamed were all made from cow's water."
"The fried rice is the same as the one made in the 17th century. The ingredient list is clean."
Of course, it was always the dogs who wanted to show off the most. Many off-duty police dogs, including Da Zhuang, couldn't help but bark a few times to relieve their expectations.
Jiang Yuan asked people to share the rice with the dogs, and at the same time scooped up fried rice and shared it with everyone.
A group of off-duty police officers from the police station burst into tears as they ate.
"It would be great if Captain Jiang stayed. He could teach us more techniques." A young policeman from the police station sighed while rolling fried rice.
Mu Zhiyang chuckled: "Even if I teach you the skills, do you plan to eat fried rice every day?"
“The fried rice is delicious.”
Mu Zhiyang curled his lips and said, "You think well. Unless there is a fatal situation, Captain Jiang will still have to go back in most cases."
While he was talking, Jiang Yuan's cell phone rang.
"The restaurant is dead." After Jiang Yuan made a brief phone call, he put down the meat skewers in his hand.