civil forensic

Chapter 33 Lost the car
evening.

In the noble and heavy traditional firewood stove, a sheep is gurgling.

Comrade Jiang Fuzhen is generous by nature. When he was young, he would give half of the hare he killed to his friends. Now that he has money, it is no problem to treat people to eat sheep.

The number of invitations has increased, and Comrade Jiang Fuzhen's cooking skills have been greatly improved, so he has attracted more friends to share. In a trance, he has entered a nearly perfect positive cycle. , In addition to spending money and time, almost no loopholes can be found.

As soon as Jiang Yuan entered the house, he could smell the fresh aroma of mutton.Unlike the chefs outside who pursue efficiency, Jiang’s father who stays at home always has a lot of time to do various pre-order tasks, such as beating blood foam. Many people always wait for the foam to accumulate before adding a few spoonfuls Knock it off, and then let a small amount of foam and mutton sink and float.

Jiang's father didn't do that. He always stood in front of the pot and beat the froth from the very beginning.Sometimes this process can last as long as half an hour.

This operation will not only reduce the mutton smell, but also control the degree of tenderness. After all, although cooking a lamb is simpler than roasting a lamb, it also requires considerable skills.

In a cauldron as wide as a sheep and a goose, the mutton with red in the white and white in the red is shaking gently and floating... Just looking at this place, people don't realize that this is a serious resident family kitchen.

"Yuanzi is back." The relatives and friends who came to rub the sheep greeted casually. Two of them brought their own dishes and seasonings, and the rest were not so particular.

"I messed up your house." Someone also said a word or two politely.

Jiang Yuan waved his hand naturally: "There are only two men in the house, so we can't make any more mess."

When he was in the village before, he also often ate hundreds of meals. At that time, each family not only brought things when they came to eat rabbits, but also sent things over when they had nothing to do. Often, the things sent by several families were combined into one meal.

Jiang Fuzhen also came out of the kitchen to take a look, and said, "It's just in time to come back, it's almost ready to eat, have you cut someone open today?"

"There is no body today," Jiang Yuan said.

"If you don't have a corpse, you can grab it with your hands and eat it. Don't touch the big pot of mutton if you cut someone up. Remember to wash your hands whether you cut someone up or not." Jiang Fuzhen drew a line for Jiang Yuan, and after a while, he A large pot of mutton came out.

Jiang Yuan sat in the crowd, also holding chopsticks, eager to try.

"You can eat the ribs first." Jiang Fuzhen said cheerfully, "We are 32 catties of lamb today. I reckon that the ribs here are better."

Jiang Fuzhen's hand flicked twice in the air, and when his elbow was retracted, all the small dishes were in his bowl.

What Jiang Yuan took was a plate, and he sprinkled salt and pepper on one side. The dots of white mixed with black salt grains were called salt and pepper. When sprinkled on the mutton, the umami taste seemed to be enhanced.

The mutton is tender but not soft, chewy but not tough. After the first bite, the umami taste goes straight to the nostrils, and the satisfaction of fat goes straight to the forehead.

"Uncle Jiang's mutton is better. It's not smelly at all. It's delicious." Politely, he took time out of his busy schedule to make a comment.

The rest of the people buried their heads and ate first.

Jiang Fuzhen only laughed in the kitchen, tossing the remaining mutton by the way.

As he got older, he stopped eating meat after he couldn't eat more than two yuan, especially mutton, which was too fat and greasy, and his stomach couldn't bear it even if he ate it for two days.But he still likes to do it, and he likes to watch his son eat with the villagers.This was a dream he had had since he was a teenager, a sense of happiness that only dared to exist in his imagination.

Jiang Yuan is completely different, he is only 22 years old this year, and he is working hard on the brain and the body, and it is time for him to eat.Regardless of whether it's beef, sheep, pig or chicken, as long as it's delicious, everyone will come.Even if the cooking is not delicious, you can eat [-]% full and then stop to comment.

Everyone chatted while eating, and the atmosphere was quite harmonious.

In terms of familiarity, everyone here today is at least relatives and neighbors who have known each other for 20 years.Perhaps because they were too familiar, the topic quickly turned to the latest new thing - forensic doctor Jiang Yuan.

"Jiang Yuan, you are a policeman now, how many cases have you solved?" Aunt Hua didn't eat much, and she was more interested in chatting.

Jiang Yuan laughed twice, and said, "I'm a forensic doctor, and I've only participated in a few cases."

"What case?" Aunt Hua immediately asked, and got up to scoop up a bowl of soup.

Jiang Yuandao: "You can't talk about the case."

"The police have requests." There was a young man next to him, and he explained it very well.

Jiang Yuan nodded in agreement, and said, "The content of the case must be kept secret."

"By the way, Yuanzi is a policeman. Do me a favor." Thirteenth Uncle, who had eaten several pieces of mutton, raised his head, drank two sips of soup, took a few breaths comfortably, and said, "I have an electric car. It’s lost, it’s been half a year, and I’ve called the police and haven’t found it, can you help me find it?”

People in Jiangcun have become rich since the demolition, and many families have bought cars.However, in terms of road conditions and distances in the county, many people are more willing to ride electric vehicles for daily travel.Including Jiang Yuan, they all ride electric bikes to work.

Electric car thefts... have always been high and the detection rate is extremely low.

Jiang Yuan put down the mutton, and said, "Uncle Thirteen, the police and the police are responsible for different things. Cases of electric car theft are generally under the jurisdiction of the police station."

"That's all colleagues too."

"I can ask for help." Jiang Yuan thought, if he asked Master Wu Jun for help, maybe he could say hello to the police station.After all, any abnormal death in the jurisdiction requires the dispatch of forensic doctors, and Wu Jun knows quite a few people.

Uncle Thirteen frowned and said, "It doesn't matter whether you ask or not, I just want my electric bike. Yashitai's is more than 5000. At that time, I chose a good one, but I lost it after riding for a long time. Your aunt blamed me. gone."

Jiang Yuan was helpless: "It's not like being a policeman can help people find things. The electric car case is a relatively complicated case among the theft cases."

"I guess it was stolen by the trash collectors who came here all the time. How about you check these people for me?" Uncle Thirteen raised his eyebrows and said flexibly: "The property keeps names or something, I asked a bit……"

Jiang Yuan was shocked when he heard that people were going to be investigated. Now that people are being investigated, it is not a violation of discipline, but a direct violation of the law.He hurriedly stopped Thirteenth Uncle: "Don't...don't worry, I'll ask for you."

Leaving aside whether you can find an electric car or not, it's a big taboo to help you find people. Jiang Yuan, who is still a newcomer, doesn't want the topic to advance to this level at all.

Jiang Yongxin, who runs a car wash downstairs, raised his hand while eating meat: "Count me in too. I lost two cars."

"Is the one lost the year before last counted? I also lost one the year before last." Aunt Hua seemed not to let go of the excitement.

(End of this chapter)