Heung Kong, Wong Chuk Hang Police Training School.

At around nine o'clock in the morning, the student police officers did not conduct daily training, but stayed in the dormitory to do housekeeping.

In the most conspicuous bed, a young man hung the freshly ironed clothes in the cabinet and arranged other items meticulously.

This young man's name is He Jiahui. He is 19 years old and is a trainee police officer at the Xiangjiang Police School.

But in fact, his body has been replaced by another soul.

The owner of the soul was once a scout company commander. He led teams to encircle and suppress border drug dealers many times and achieved second-class merit. After retiring from the army, he worked as an anti-drug policeman for five years, and then was transferred to other cities to work as a police officer for more than ten years. I have worked as a criminal police officer, criminal investigation and economic investigation, and have solved many major cases. In an operation, in order to protect the people, I died with the gangsters and died gloriously.

However, when he opened his eyes again, he found that he had become the young police officer He Jiahui from the Xiangjiang Police School!

From a senior criminal police officer to a police academy police officer, the gap in status makes it feel like a full-level boss is completely torturing the novice village's trumpet.

The real situation is that endless studying every day, reciting police regulations, and tests every two weeks made He Jiahui think that he was getting a copy of the high school dog.

In his previous life, Ho Ka-fai was a veteran who was assigned to be a policeman. Although he passed the examination through study, he was not a police academy graduate after all. He was also a newcomer when it came to memorizing police regulations.

However, He Jiahui is very good at housekeeping. After all, he is a soldier, and housekeeping is a basic quality.

"Jiahui, you've sorted it out so quickly!" A voice came from the side. The speaker was the school policeman who lived in the bed next to him. His name was Yu Xueli, and everyone called him Ah Li.

Yu Xueli looked at He Jiahui's closet and then said, "Things are arranged so neatly. If 'Brother 1' really comes to inspect the dormitory, he will definitely let him see your closet."

He Jiahui said: "It's not certain whether 'Brother 1' will come to the student police dormitory! Even if he comes, he probably won't be able to open the student policeman's locker."

The trainee police officers did not go to training, but stayed in the dormitory to sort out housekeeping. It was precisely because today was a special day. The "first brother" of the Hong Kong Police Force, the Commissioner of Police, was coming to inspect the police academy.

Therefore, after breakfast, the instructor gave the trainee police one and a half hours to clean up the dormitory area and tidy up personal housekeeping. If the director comes to inspect, it can also leave a good impression.

He Jiahui chatted with Ah Li for a while, and not long after, the squad leader came in and said: "'Brother One' will arrive at ten o'clock, and it is almost half past nine. If you haven't finished cleaning up, hurry up, and if you have finished cleaning up, hurry down." gather!"

Everyone immediately stood up and left the police academy dormitory.

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"squad!turn to the left!left turn!"

The instructor shouted out commands one after another, and the school police officers followed the instructions and turned left as a team, all in unison.

Not far away, several police officers wearing white shirts were walking towards this side. The white shirts meant that they were at least superintendent level. Those "two-flowered" inspectors could only follow at the end of the team.

There was a man in a suit among them, he was the police commissioner.

Seeing the police chief walking towards this side, the instructor's shouts of instructions became louder.

He Jiahui stood in the queue of student police officers and looked at the Commissioner involuntarily. He found that the Police Commissioner was not the same person as the one in his memory.

At this time, the director and the officers had already approached. When the instructor saw this scene, he immediately shouted: "Squad! Attention!", asking everyone to stand at attention. He turned around and saluted the officers.

"Hey, Jiahui, stop looking! It's very rude of you to stare at Brother Yi like this!" Ah Li reminded him in a low voice.

He Jiahui came to his senses and asked in a low voice: "Is he the first brother? Why does he look like this!"

"Of course! What? You applied for the police force, but you don't even know 'Brother 1'? Don't you usually read the news?" Ali complained.

"What's his name?" He Jiahui asked next.

"The name of 'Brother No.1' is Chen Jiaju. He is a legend in the police force. He solved many big cases that shocked the world when he was young. He is known as the 'Super Cop'!" Ali muttered in a low voice.

"Super policeman? Also called Chan Ka Kui, is it a remake of a movie?" Ho Ka Fai's heart suddenly became like a galloping horse.

At this time, He Jiahui fell into confusion. After he was reborn, he was in the police academy as soon as he opened his eyes. The police academy is under closed management, so He Jiahui has not had contact with the outside world. He always thought that he was reborn in reality.

of Hong Kong.

But now the appearance of "super policeman" Chen Jiaju made him realize that this might be a parallel universe.

"If this was a parallel universe, would the historical events I am familiar with still exist?" He Jiahui suddenly felt that his greatest advantage as a reborn person had vanished.

The Police Commissioner did not stop, but quickly walked towards the next inspection location. He Jiahui, on the other hand, was a little confused and completed the rest of the training.

Time passed very quickly. After more than ten rounds of walking exercises, it was noon and it was time to have lunch.

Following the instructor's dismissal, the school police officers walked in groups towards the cafeteria.

"Jiahui, walk faster!" Ah Li grabbed He Jiahui and rushed to the front of the crowd, continuing to mutter: "Brother No. 1 is inspecting today, and the restaurant will also add extra meals. There must be something delicious.

, you have to go early, if you go late you might not be there!”

He is not active in eating and has a problem with his thinking! Judging from his attitude towards eating, Yu Xueli is obviously a police officer with a very correct mind.

Ali pulled He Jiahui and almost trotted all the way to the restaurant. He walked into the restaurant door first and shouted directly: "I heard that there is an extra meal today? Is there anything delicious?"

It was at this moment that a shout suddenly sounded from the back kitchen.

"Help, help! Someone is dead!"

I saw a fat old man running out of the kitchen with a frightened expression. He was the chef of the restaurant, and everyone called him Uncle Wu.

When Uncle Wu saw He Jiahui and several other school policemen, he immediately rushed over as if he had seen a savior, and said in a trembling voice, "Dead...dead!"

"Uncle Wu, don't be anxious, tell me slowly, what happened? Where did the people die?" He Jiahui asked immediately.

"There are...dead people in the kitchen and freezer!" Uncle Wu was obviously frightened and could not speak clearly.

"Go to the kitchen!" He Jiahui walked towards the kitchen without hesitation, and several other police officers followed him.

When they came to the kitchen, they saw that the freezer was open. Everyone walked forward and saw a bloody person lying in the freezer. He Jiahui immediately reached out to investigate and found that the man was not breathing and was already a corpse.

"Really dead!" He Jiahui frowned, and then began to observe the deceased.

The deceased was a middle-aged man, about forty years old. His clothes had been stained black and red by blood, and the abdomen was particularly serious. Although it had been frozen in the freezer, two obvious wounds could still be seen on the abdomen.

.

"Wow!" Ali next to him also saw the body and immediately covered his mouth and made a sound of retching.

Not only Yu Xueli, but also the school police officers who followed behind, all looked like they were about to vomit when they saw this scene.

He Jiahui immediately shouted: "Spit it out, don't destroy the scene!"

Hearing He Jiahui's words, Ah Li and several others were relieved and immediately turned around and left the kitchen, probably looking for a place to vomit. The remaining student policeman also looked pale and did not dare to take another look at the body.

When normal people see this scene for the first time, it’s good if they can hold back from vomiting, and they will generally stay away from it.

He Jiahui observed the corpse as if there was no one. For him, corpses in this condition can only be regarded as pediatrics. When he was a scout, he experienced scenes of blood and flesh flying everywhere. Later, when he became a criminal policeman, he often interacted with corpses.

I have dealt with them, and even solved many cases of mutilation.

"This man looks angry. Is he not a staff member of the restaurant? The body has been frozen, which will affect the determination of the time of death. If you want to determine the time of death, you have to wait for the forensic autopsy."

He Jiahui frowned, unable to confirm the exact time of death, which was not good news for the investigators.

"There were two wounds in the abdomen. They were stab wounds caused by sharp objects. Judging from the length of the wounds, the murderer should have used a weapon similar to a knife."

He Jiahui is not a forensic doctor, and he cannot destroy the scene. He can only collect this information by simply observing the outside of the body.

"We have to ask Uncle Wu who discovered the body first."

Thinking of this, He Jiahui turned around and walked out of the kitchen to find the frightened Uncle Wu.

At this time, many police officers had come to the restaurant, and the crowd emboldened them. Uncle Wu's mood relaxed a lot, and he could at least speak clearly.

He Jiahui poured a cup of hot water and handed it to Uncle Wu, and asked: "Uncle Wu, how did you find the body? Don't be nervous. Speak slowly."

"I was cooking in the back kitchen, and originally wanted to put the remaining ingredients into the freezer, but when I opened the freezer, I saw Brother Qiang lying inside, dead! Then I ran out and shouted for help, and then

I met you."

Uncle Wu did not describe many details, probably because he did not want to recall the horrific scene.

"Brother Qiang? He must be the deceased. Is he a staff member of the restaurant? I don't think I have seen him before!" He Jiahui asked immediately.

"He is not a staff member of the restaurant, but is here to deliver food. Usually when he comes to deliver food, everyone has started to go to class, so naturally it is impossible to see him." Uncle Wu replied.

"Then what's his name? How old is he?" He Jiahui continued.

"I only know that his surname is Lin. He is about forty years old. He was in a club before, so no one dared to mess with him in the market, so they called him Brother Qiang." Uncle Wu replied.

"You said he often comes to deliver food, so what time did he come today?" He Jiahui asked again.

Uncle Wu thought for a moment and said, "When he came today, you had already finished breakfast. It must have been after half past eight."

"When was the last time you saw him?" He Jiahui continued to ask.

"I asked him to unload the dishes into the kitchen, and then I didn't see him again! It was also after half past eight," Uncle Wu replied.

"What time did you start making lunch?" He Jiahui asked.

"It's about a little after ten o'clock. 'Brother One' came at ten o'clock. When 'Brother One' came, I went to watch the fun, and then came back to make lunch." Uncle Wu replied.

"Have you ever left the restaurant during this period?" He Jiahui asked again.

"No, I have been working in the kitchen and have never left." Uncle Wu shook his head decisively.

"Have you seen anyone suspicious entering the kitchen?" He Jiahui asked next.

"No. This is a restaurant. If it were not meal time, no one would come here with nothing to do! If there were strangers, they would be discovered immediately." Uncle Wu replied.

He Jiahui nodded: "In other words, when Uncle Wu started cooking at ten o'clock, the deceased was already in the freezer. It seems that the time of death of the deceased can basically be determined, that is, between 8:30 and 10 o'clock in the morning.

between!"
To be continued...