Chapter: 60

"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 70% 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 10 or 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 the police didn’t find it, can you help 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, more than 5,000 yuan, I chose a good one at that time, but I lost it after a short ride. Your aunt complained to death me."

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 one time……"

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.

A sheep eats only a quarter, and everyone in the room has at least one story about a stolen electric scooter. Or yourself, or someone around you.

If it is averaged every year, this number is not surprising. More people lost their bicycles in the bicycle era.

However, the total is still a lot.

"Did the video surveillance downstairs record the theft?" Jiang Yuan paid a little attention to the sheep while eating.