Author: The bear skimming the treetops

The Zhejiang Police School was established in December of the 17th year of the Republic of China. Under the slogan of "using new people to run new policies", it actively cultivated loyal tools of the Kuomintang's dictatorship.

The school drew on the advanced experience of police vocational education in Western countries and carried out drastic reforms, hiring Austrians as consultants and instructors, and combining Chinese and Western teaching concepts, emphasizing equal emphasis on military literacy and police business.

Military courses have always occupied a considerable proportion in teaching. Even the foreign affairs major where Fang is now, subjects such as military system, combat, weapons, terrain, tactics, etc. are indispensable.

Although the kick was not full force, it still hit the arm of the person coming from behind. With a sound of "Ouch", Fang was now poured a stream of cold liquid on his head, and the heat on his head and face seemed to be taken away instantly.

Less, indescribably comfortable.

But what is surprising is that the liquid also has a touch of elegant osmanthus fragrance.

"Why is it you?" Fang couldn't help but exclaimed after seeing clearly the person who "attacked" clearly.

The person who came was named Jiang Jin, who was his classmate at the police academy and his current colleague.

Jiang Jin, who was thin and dressed in student clothes, was holding an empty cup in his hand and looking at Fang Jin blankly.

Fang now looked at the dark brown liquid still remaining on the wall of the cup, and seemed to have guessed something.

Jiang Jin looked at Fang Jinjin with a sad face: "I wanted to give you a surprise, a nice sour plum soup, but it's a pity..."

Fang couldn't help scratching his head in embarrassment now. He was really too sensitive just now, and the sour plum soup turned into shampoo.

"Wipe your sweat. Have you discovered anything new?" Fang now took out a towel from his bag and handed it to Jiang Jin.

The Jiang family was a large merchant in Lincheng, but Jiang Jin didn't have the habit of a playboy. Take the secret investigation as an example, he didn't put in less effort than he does now. He just liked to complain. He wiped his sweat and said:

"What can you find? These damn tomb robbers seem to have disappeared. What about you?"

Fang now took out a small book from his trouser pocket and handed it over. In it, he densely recorded clues that he thought were useful, such as where there were cultural relics to be sold, who were street runners, etc. This circle is not big, so maybe you are a blind cat.

Encountered a dead rat!

Besides, if you want to make a name for yourself in the Detective Division, you need to have all the information that may be useful.

Jiang Jin flipped through a few pages and couldn't help but praise: "Okay, just looking at this, I thought you were from a major."

The academic system for regular students of Zhejiang Police School is two years. The first year mainly focuses on public subjects. In the second year, students choose one of four majors: management, criminal investigation, foreign affairs and women's police training.

Of course, male students will not choose the last major.

Courses in the Department of Management include studying the police system, personnel, statistics, police records, radio communications and police force distribution in Europe and Japan; the criminal investigation major includes forensic chemistry, photography, criminal identification, cryptography, etc.

The other two majors are far less developed than the criminal investigation major and the management major. Although the foreign affairs major where Fang is now has courses that include European history, world diplomacy, radio and psychology, he only learns a superficial amount.

Therefore, the criminal investigation major and the management major are known as the two most promising majors in Zhejiang Police School. Jiang Jin is a criminal investigation major, but when it comes to his thoughtfulness, he has to admire Fang Jin.

"What clues do you have?" Fang Jin asked.

As long as they meet, they will share intelligence with each other, which can not only expand the sources of intelligence, but also check for omissions and fill in the gaps, thus minimizing errors in judgment.

"Nothing found, it's time to catch up with the smelly feet patrol!" Jiang Jin returned the towel to Fang Jin, sat down against the wall and took off his shoes to breathe.

Fang now subconsciously stamped his feet, fully agreeing with the statement about smelly feet.

During the day, the patrol officers are responsible for correcting street gambling, open urination, fights and quarrels between carriages, horses and pedestrians, etc. At night, they have to patrol the streets to prevent fire and theft. In summer, they are exposed to moisture and in winter, they suffer from frostbite, causing their feet to stink, so they are called smelly feet.

patrol.

The situation he and Jiang Jin were in was no better than that of the Stinky Foot Patrol, but he didn't want to give up.

Although there is a lot of pressure to solve the case, the pressure mainly falls on the chief, the deputy chief and Section Chief Zhou. Many police officers, including the Detective Division, are overstaffed. Everyone knows that the 100 yuan reward is not easy to get.

, said they were out to investigate a case, but most people were hiding in the shade.

For Fang now, this is just an opportunity. After all, success is reserved for those who are prepared. He firmly believes that no pain will lead to gain, so he patted Jiang Jin on the shoulder: "Let's go to the theater with me."

Jiang Jin was also full of enthusiasm after accepting the task, but as time went by, he still found nothing. He couldn't help asking with a grimace: "You don't really think that the two of us can find clues, do you?"

"Don't you want to make a name for yourself with your own abilities?" Fang asked now.

The family had already paved the way for Jiang Jin, but Jiang Jin had a quarrel with his father over this.

Fang now has a good grasp of his psychology and hits his weak spot with just one sentence.

"Of course I have! We can't learn this major in vain! Let's go, let's continue to be a stinky patrol..." Jiang Jin was indeed tricked. He muttered and put on his shoes, stood up and patted the dust on his butt.

As soon as the two of them walked onto the street, they met Lao Jia, a colleague from the Detective Division who was riding a bicycle and was sweating profusely.

Fang now frowned. Lao Jia usually took his time and leisurely, but at first glance, he seemed to be in an emergency.

Lao Jia was dressed in old casual clothes. When he saw Fang Jinjin and Jiang Jin from a distance, he immediately got out of the car and trotted up to the two of them with inertia. He looked seriously and whispered: "Section Chief

Urgent notice, the tomb robbers have appeared, you two immediately get your guns and follow me!"

Fang Jin and Jiang Jin looked at each other in shock, especially Jiang Jin. Just now he was complaining that there were no clues. He didn't expect the tomb robbers to show up so soon. He snorted and said, "I knew there would be clues. We have worked so hard."

What street are you walking on?"

Fang now understands Jiang Jin's current frustration. Thinking about it, after working so hard for so many days, but he didn't find the clues by himself, it will inevitably be frustrating.

Young people have just started working. Who is not full of energy to achieve some results?

Jiang Jin will have emotional fluctuations in his heart, but the experienced Fang will not do so now.

There are many things in the world, and bad things can turn into good things just by changing the perspective. This is in line with dialectics and is a necessary ability.

The bonus may be gone, but his performance these days must be noticed by the section chief, so his work is not in vain.

He was now a little curious as to where this clue came from.

According to his speculation, in addition to the plainclothes spies sent out openly, the section chief must also have a lot of informants. These people are located in every corner of Lincheng and from all walks of life. They are like eyes and ears, and can help when necessary.

Provide a steady stream of information.

But then, Fang now learned from Lao Jia that the truth was not what he thought.

And this originally ordinary tomb robbery case has become more complicated and confusing due to the source of clues.
Chapter completed!