Let You Join The Job, And You Catch A Wanted Criminal?

Old God Jiang Chen was sitting in front of the computer, looking at the files, and continued to enter the fugitive's Facebook information.

They also secretly went to Chen Damin's office, took some of his Longjing tea, and took a sip from time to time.

I lived a leisurely and leisurely life.

At this moment, the three criminal policemen walked towards Jiang Chen silently. Seeing that they were coming towards him, Jiang Chen got up on his own initiative.

"You are Jiang Chen?"

There was no salute. After a simple handshake, Jiang Chen nodded. He still doesn't know the origins of these people.

Seeing Jiang Chen nodding, an older criminal policeman looked Jiang Chen up and down, and then looked at Jiang Chen's computer page.

There was a hint of doubt in his eyes.

"I heard that you read the file for three days, and you arrested He Yongping when you went to the bathroom?"

"alright..."

"So many fugitives, do you remember?"

Jiang Chen shook his head, how could it be possible, Su Cheng alone had more than 10,000 fugitives in the system, how could he remember so many.

Seeing Jiang Chen shaking his head, several criminal policemen were convinced.

It seems that Jiang Chen was just lucky, maybe he just saw He Yongping's file, and he didn't forget it, and he just happened to meet He Yongping.

But after shaking his head, Jiang Chen said sincerely.

"I can't remember that many, I can only remember two or three thousand..."

As soon as the words fell, the expressions of the two young policemen behind him changed drastically.

They are engaged in criminal investigation, and their memory is not bad. Those who are younger and have a better memory can remember two or three hundred fugitives.

If it's a little bit against the sky, four or five hundred will be the top of the sky.

After all, they are all human faces, with two eyes and one mouth, who can remember so many.

But when he heard that Jiang Chen could remember two or three thousand, a young policeman couldn't believe it.

"Blow it up brother, I still believe two or three hundred, two or three thousand? Think of you as a humanoid computer..."

Another young detective believed it a little bit.

"Not to mention, when I was in the police academy, there was a junior who was specially recruited. His memory was abnormal. It is said that he could memorize 1,800 criminal faces..."

"But two or three thousand, darling, this memory is too exaggerated..."

The old criminal policeman didn't speak, and looked at Jiang Chen's swearing eyes, and believed him a little bit.

As soon as he joined the job a few days ago, he became famous in Su Cheng's police circle. It doesn't look easy.

If he could really memorize two or three thousand faces of criminals, this kind of abnormal memory, let alone Su Cheng, would be a rare talent even in the provincial department.

If he was dug into the criminal police team and trained for a year or two, he would be a rare criminal investigator.

For a moment, the old criminal policeman looked at Jiang Chen with glowing eyes and took the initiative to shake hands again.

"Anyway, thanks for helping us catch a fugitive and close a backlog."

While talking, the old criminal policeman took out his mobile phone and wanted to exchange contact information with Jiang Chen.

When it comes to poaching people, don't be in a hurry, you have to take it step by step.

Don't be too proactive, rushing is not a business, you have to be persuasive.

While saving the number, the old detective pretended to casually reveal the 92-type pistol pinned to his waist.

Not to mention, as soon as the holster was exposed, it immediately attracted Jiang Chen's attention.

Hot-blooded men, there are a few who don't like guns.

In the previous life, in the military camp, he slept with a gun in his arms every day, and he almost regarded the gun as his wife.

Now that I am a grassroots policeman, let alone a gun, I can't even see a single bullet.

In the entire Dafengqiao Police Station, there is only one 92-style, which is still locked in the locker of the director Chen Damin, and you can't usually see it.

Looking at the Type 92 pistol pinned to the old criminal policeman's waist, Jiang Chen was so envious that he was about to drool.

"It's nice..."

"nice..."

"I want to play..."

"Want to play..."

Seeing Jiang Chen's eyes like a child asking for a toy, the old detective was delighted.

Sample, and talents that our criminal police team can't get?

"Why don't you come with us and go back to the criminal police team? The criminal police team has a shooting range, 88 sniper, 0506, and a T500 high-precision sniper with enough bullets..."

Hearing that there were sniper rifles, Jiang Chen swallowed, how could he stand this kind of temptation.

On the other hand, the two young detectives in the back, when they heard that their master was digging someone, their faces were like bitter gourds.

Those good guns of the criminal police team are precious, and they are not allowed to touch them at ordinary times.

But in order to dig Jiang Chen, all of them were contributed, and the bullets are enough?

Is this treatment so good?

Is the contrast so strong?

Just when Jiang Chen couldn't help being tempted, a figure hurried over, the voice came first before the person arrived.

"I just said that my eyelids have been twitching all morning, so there must be nothing good."

"Grandma, your criminal police team doesn't even look at the place to dig people, dare to dig my apprentice?"

"When I, Chen Dapapi, don't exist, right..."

When the three detectives saw Chen Damin, their expressions changed immediately, and the old detective turned to Jiang Chen.

"Remember, come to our criminal police team to play when you have time, there are enough bullets..."

After finishing speaking, he took the two apprentices and ran away with oil on the soles of their feet.

Chen Damin chased to the door, with his hips on his hips, and scolded his mother.

"It's amazing to have a gun, huh?"

"Don't let me meet you next time at dinner, I won't force you to death..."

After cursing for a long time, Chen Damin walked back to the office.

Looking at Jiang Chen who was staring at the computer absent-mindedly, he was afraid that this precious apprentice would be pried away by the criminal police.

"Boy, don't listen to their criminal police team fooling around. Our city bureau also has a large shooting range. I will report to the leader tomorrow and approve the procedures for you... There are enough bullets, go anytime, anytime."

At any rate, Su Cheng has more than 10,000 police officers. Every year, there will be a concentrated firearms training and assessment. Of course, there is also a special shooting range.

Hearing that Chen Damin was going to apply for Jiang Chen's gun training procedures, several young police officers in the office cried with envy.

For the annual firearms training, a police officer is equipped with 200 rounds of ammunition as standard, and they are gone in one morning.

And it's only open for a few days each month.

I heard that Jiang Chen can go to the shooting range to practice guns at any time, and he still has enough bullets.

This treatment makes me want to cry.

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