You're supposed to be a security officer, what case are you solving?

Chapter 3: How is a security officer trained?
Upon discovering dismembered remains, Zhang Bin, the captain of the criminal investigation team of the Beicheng branch, and Lu Shaohua, the deputy director in charge of criminal investigation, rushed over.

He Jinbo ran to the shore to meet the person and immediately introduced the case: "Director Lu, Captain Zhang. We received the report around six o'clock in the morning. We found a severed woman's hand at the scene, and then we found other human tissues."

Lu Shaohua, with a serious expression, opened his umbrella and asked, "Who called the police?"

He Jinbo pointed to Yang Jinwen outside the cordon: "It's him, an officer in the security department of the steel plant."

A smile appeared in Lu Shaohua's eyes when he saw the person.

Just as He Jinbo was wondering what was going on, he saw Yang Jinwen jogging over and greeting him with a smile, "Uncle Lu."

Uncle Lu? He Jinbo swallowed hard and looked at the boy with surprise.

Lu Shaohua explained, "Xiao Wen is the son of my old comrade-in-arms."

"Uh……"

He Jinbo nodded, wondering to himself, when he heard Lu Shaohua say, "By the way, there's something I need to tell you two. The bureau is preparing to recruit retired soldiers to work in the branch bureau, in accordance with organizational requirements."

Yang Jinwen meets the requirements and, moreover, joined the army after graduating from university. Therefore, the organization has decided to recruit him as a trainee police officer in our bureau. He will officially report to the bureau after August.

He Jinbo's forehead was filled with question marks. No wonder Yang Jinwen kept asking about the branch office when he went to the steel factory to handle the murder case three months ago. It turned out that Yang Jinwen was not making things up.

He Jinbo didn't think much of it, after all, the case at hand was the most important.

But then he heard Yang Jinwen speak up: "Director Lu, I'm the one who found this body. I'm requesting to report to the bureau ahead of schedule so we can investigate this murder case together."

"No..." He Jinbo glared at him: "You haven't learned anything yet, how can you solve cases?"

"I've been a criminal investigator for nearly thirty years..." Yang Jinwen thought to himself as he met He Jinbo's gaze. "I should be able to do it!"

Lu Shaohua smiled and said, "Then it depends on whether you have someone to mentor you. We police officers are all about passing on our skills and knowledge. You need to find a mentor first. If your mentor agrees, you can learn from him for a while."

Yang Jinwen pointed to an old man squatting by the roadside, holding an umbrella and smoking a cigarette, and said, "I want to follow Officer Zheng."

"Zheng Kang?" He Jinbo blinked, thinking to himself, "How come this kid knows everyone?"

Just then, Zheng Kang turned his head and saw his leader waving at him.

He pointed to his nose, and Lu Shaohua nodded.

Zheng Kang rolled his eyes, threw away his cigarette butt, stood up, and walked over.

He was wondering why his superior wanted to see him when a young man ran up to him and said, "Officer Zheng, I want to learn from you."

Zheng Kang was completely baffled, but then he saw Lu Shaohua nod at him, the meaning of which was self-evident.

"Uh……"

"Thank you, Zheng... thank you, Master!" Before he could even speak, Yang Jinwen immediately acknowledged him as his master and quickly took two steps to stand behind Zheng Kang.

He Jinbo was dumbfounded. What was going on? What is the probability of an ordinary person encountering a corpse?

The person who reports the crime will naturally be suspected by the police, and Yang Jinwen has not yet been cleared of suspicion.

Before he knew it, they were on his side, and he became a trainee police officer. He even shamelessly found himself a mentor.

Even more shocked than He Jinbo was Zheng Kang, who hadn't said a word but had actually taken on a disciple.
Where can I reason with this? You think you're so great? You call me master?!
Zheng Kang was about to refuse when he heard Yang Jinwen whisper in his ear, "Master, I scored 141 points in math on my college entrance exam. If you have any children in school, I can tutor them."

“Uh…” Zheng Kang swallowed hard, staring at him suspiciously.

At this moment, Lu Shaohua spoke up: "Old Zheng, you're a veteran criminal investigator. It would be good for you to mentor some newcomers before you retire. This young comrade is called Yang Jinwen. He's a top student. He won't be at a disadvantage following you."

Zheng Kang hesitated for a moment, then nodded slightly: "Okay, I accept him." Upon hearing this, He Jinbo touched his face, feeling that what was happening before his eyes was not quite real.

Zheng Kang is known as difficult to deal with in the team. Although he seems like a nice guy, he can be very difficult to talk to if you step on his landmines.

He Jinbo found it particularly suspicious that Zheng Kang would personally agree to take on a disciple without conducting a background check.

eccentric!
So weird!

As He Jinbo was pondering this, the two leaders had already headed towards the body disposal site. He hurriedly followed them, his mind returning to his work.

At this moment, Zheng Kang was still staring at Yang Jinwen with a suspicious look.

That's how criminal police officers are; they're all manipulators. If you're suddenly being manipulated, you're bound to feel uncomfortable.

Zheng Kang grinned and asked, "What's your name again?"

“Master, my name is Yang Jinwen.”

"I have three conditions for you to become my apprentice."

"Please go ahead." Although Yang Jinwen already knew what he was talking about, he still pretended to be eager to learn.

Zheng Kang cleared his throat: "First, you are not allowed to pry into my family affairs."

—Your wife is getting a divorce from you. She's been living at her parents' house for half a year now. Your only son is a poor student. He got 10 points on his math exam at the end of his second year of high school.

"Second, when going on a mission, you are not allowed to ask questions. If you have any questions, ask them together."

—Just because I wanted to learn so much, I was almost kicked out by you in my previous life. Without a master, I had to do logistics work, which was so miserable… Yang Jinwen thought to himself.

"Third, you are not allowed to let me help you write case files!"

—This is one of my specialties. Yang Jinwen rose through the ranks by being able to write case files, reports, and solve cases, eventually becoming a third-level police supervisor in the provincial department, equivalent to a division chief. Living this life again, it's naturally no problem for him.

In 97, the branch office did not yet have digital office systems. Case files and reports were all handwritten. Many criminal police officers would rush around when they went on missions, made arrests, or staked out locations. When it came time to write case files, they would rack their brains and think hard.

"Master, I understand." Yang Jinwen nodded.

Zheng Kang saw that he agreed very readily, so he felt that the kid was just going through the motions. But since he had already said it, he was really in a difficult situation. He would just have to get rid of him later.

"Alright, let's go see the person who reported the incident now and start the investigation from the source."

Yang Jinwen took a breath, smacked his lips, and said, "Master, um... I'm the one who called the police."

"What did you say?" Zheng Kang was startled and took a few steps away from him, as if guarding against a thief.

Yang Jinwen had no choice but to recount the whole story without including any of his own reasoning about the case.

It's not that the reasoning is wrong, but reasoning without clues is just building castles in the air, and it will also arouse Zheng Kang's disgust.

The veteran detective has an extremely keen sense of smell when he's on duty, and he's also quite rigid; he's very accurate in judging people and situations.

Yang Jinwen dared not give himself away.

After listening to his explanation, Zheng Kang's doubts about him lessened slightly. He then lit a cigarette and frowned as he looked at the surging river.

Meanwhile, in the reed marshes, a cacophony of voices filled the air as police officers, holding umbrellas, collected the dismembered remains of the victims.

"Master, why don't you think the murderer just threw the dismembered body into the river?"

(End of this chapter)