Solving the case: Combining the police dog's olfactory genes at the beginning

Chen Xuanran looked down at his phone screen, which showed Luo Fei playing a MOBA game with his character already low on health.

She bit her lip and began to operate clumsily.

"I... I'm not good at this hero."

Luo Fei arrived at the director's office, straightened his collar, and gently knocked on the door.

"Come in."

Meng Haonan's voice came from inside.

As Luo Fei pushed open the door, he sensed an unusual atmosphere.

Director Meng Haonan wore an unusually respectful expression.

Two people were sitting on the sofa: one was Zhou Wenqi, whom he knew, and the other was a middle-aged man he had never met before.

The man was in his early fifties, dressed in a well-tailored dark gray suit, with sharp eyes.

Even when he's sitting, you can feel the powerful aura emanating from him.

"Luo Fei is here."

Meng Haonan's tone was somewhat nervous.

"This is Director Lei from the Ministry of State Security, and you should have met this Director Zhou before."

Luo Fei's gaze lingered on Lei Wanting for a moment, and alarm bells rang in his mind.

He habitually looked up at the top of the other person's head, but was surprised to find that no information appeared.

This is the first time since he gained his abilities.

"I've admired you for a long time."

Luo Fei nodded in acknowledgment without changing his expression.

"However, I had already clearly declined the invitation to join Beijing Guoan."

Lei Wanting suddenly smiled, a smile that seemed kind, yet sent a chill down the spines of everyone present.

"Young man, you can't just refuse the job at Guoan if you want to."

He stood up, and although he was half a head shorter than Luo Fei, his aura completely overwhelmed the other.

"Director Meng, may I use your office? I need to speak with Luo Fei alone."

Meng Haonan felt as if he had been granted a pardon and quickly left the office with his secretary and Zhou Wenqi.

Before closing the door, he glanced at Luo Fei with concern, but said nothing.

As soon as the door closed, Lei Wanting gestured for Luo Fei to sit down on the sofa opposite him.

He returned to his original position, slowly picked up his teacup, and took a sip.

"It is said that."

Lei Wanting put down his teacup and looked directly into Luo Fei's eyes.

"Can you read minds?"

Luo Fei felt a chill run down his spine. He had indeed used this excuse when the National Security Bureau sent people to investigate last time, because he couldn't explain why he had been able to solve so many extraordinary cases.

But now, facing this unfathomable man, he felt unprecedented pressure.

"It's just some observation skills."

Luo Fei answered cautiously.

Lei Wanting suddenly leaned forward.

"Then read it and see what I'm thinking right now."

Luo Fei tried looking at the top of the other person's head again, but still found nothing.

His heart was racing, and fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

If it is discovered that the mind-reading ability is fake, not only will the previously solved cases be questioned, but more frighteningly, he may be taken away as a research subject.

He felt unprecedented pressure in the face of this unfathomable man.

Lei Wanting's eyes were like two sharp knives, seemingly capable of piercing through any disguise. The office was comfortably air-conditioned, yet Luo Fei felt short of breath.

"It's just some observation skills."

Luo Fei answered cautiously, his fingers unconsciously rubbing his knee.

He tried hard to control his facial expressions, not wanting to give himself away.

Lei Wanting suddenly leaned forward, a movement that caused Luo Fei to reflexively tense his muscles.

Then read this and see what I'm thinking right now.

Lei Wanting had a faint smile on his lips, but his eyes were as sharp as an eagle's.

Luo Fei swallowed hard and tried looking at the top of the other person's head again, which was the position he needed to focus on for his fabricated "mind-reading" technique.

Of course, they still came up empty-handed.

His heart was racing, his chest felt like it was being gripped tightly by an invisible hand, and fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

If it is discovered that the mind-reading ability is fake, not only will the previously solved cases be questioned, but more frighteningly, he may be taken away as a research subject.

The image of laboratory mice flashed through Luo Fei's mind, and a sharp pain shot through his stomach.

"this."

Luo Fei had a sudden inspiration.

“Mind reading isn’t done that way. You usually need to communicate with the other person first and establish a brainwave connection before you can receive information.”

He was inventing technical terms while secretly activating the X-ray vision function of his "Genius Eye," which was his true secret—the ability to see things that ordinary people couldn't.

Luo Fei's X-ray vision penetrated Lei Wanting's suit. He had intended to "perform" mind-reading by looking at the color of Lei's underwear, but he was surprised to find that...
Lei Wanting wasn't wearing underwear!
The sight almost made Luo Fei scream. He quickly turned off the X-ray vision function, his cheeks burning.

What's going on? Do the top management of the National Security Bureau have this kind of quirk?
"interesting."

Lei Wanting leaned back in his chair and tapped his fingers lightly on the table.

"Then let's talk. What do you want to know?"

Luo Fei breathed a sigh of relief; it seemed the other party believed his story for the time being.

How about we play a game?

He tentatively made the suggestion.

"Let me guess the color of Director Lei's underwear today to prove my ability?"

Lei Wanting looked somewhat shocked.

"presumptuous!"

He gave a low shout, but then seemed to be deep in thought.

"However, it is a good way to test one's abilities."

A meaningful smile appeared on his lips.

Are you sure you want to guess?

Luo Fei was secretly delighted; the other party had taken the bait! He deliberately stared into Lei Wanting's eyes for a few seconds, then revealed a surprised expression.

"Director Lei, are you not wearing underwear today?"

"Snapped!"

Lei Wanting's face showed a rare moment of panic.

"How could you..."

Luo Fei suppressed a laugh and nodded in a pretentious manner.

"I saw it through mind reading. But..."

He lowered his voice.

"This behavior is actually beneficial to the human body, as it can promote blood circulation."

Lei Wanting's expression shifted from shock to complexity, and finally, a hint of admiration.

Comrade Luo Fei, your abilities are truly extraordinary.

He looked around and, after confirming that there were no surveillance cameras in the office, lowered his voice.

"Let's keep this a secret between us."

Luo Fei nodded vigorously.

"Of course, of course."

Lei Wanting composed himself and regained his dignified demeanor.

"The National Security Bureau needs exceptional talent like you. Would you consider working for them?"

Luo Fei was stunned; he hadn't expected things to develop this way.

Director Meng has been very kind to me, and it would be a shame for me to leave just as I've started to achieve something."

"understand."

Lei Wanting interrupted him.

"But Guoan can provide a better platform. The salary is three times what you are now, plus various subsidies."

Luo Fei hesitated. The money was indeed tempting, but...
"My grandmother has Alzheimer's and needs my care. Besides, she's lived her whole life in this city, and going to Kyoto would be too much for her."

Lei Wanting's eyes were filled with admiration.

"It's good that she knows how to be grateful and has filial piety."

He pondered for a moment.

"Here's what I'll do. I'll give you a special privilege: working remotely. You can continue working as a criminal investigator in Jiangcheng while also serving as a member of the National Security Special Operations Team."

"Can this still happen?"

Luo Fei was somewhat shocked.
"The special operations team is the sharpest weapon of the national security agency, and its members all have special talents."

Lei Wanting lowered his voice.

"To the outside world, you will still be a criminal police officer, and your identity as a national security officer will be kept secret. However, as a member of the special operations team, your rank is equivalent to that of the deputy director of the Jiangcheng branch, and you can mobilize local resources."

Luo Fei gasped. Deputy director level? He'd only been working there for a few years!
"What other benefits are there?"

Luo Fei asked cautiously.

Lei Wanting's eyes were sharp.

"Special operations team members have the power of life and death and the right to act first and report later. If necessary, the organization will cover up any killings."

Luo Fei's heart skipped a beat.

This power is terrifyingly vast.

"of course."

Lei Wanting added.

“Extraordinary actions will still be subject to military court sanctions. National security is not a lawless zone.” Luo Fei fell into deep thought.

High salary, high authority, and the ability to take care of grandma—this offer is too tempting.

Moreover, having a national security identity makes it easier for him to use his special abilities to investigate cases.

"I accept."

Luo Fei finally nodded.

As soon as Lei Wanting left, Luo Fei was pulled into the bureau chief's office by Meng Haonan.

The door slammed shut, making the banners on the wall sway.

"Is Beijing Guoan trying to poach you?"

Meng Haonan's face was ashen as he tapped a document on the table with his fingers.

"Do you know that I offended Vice Mayor Xiao in order to promote your master from police chief to Beijiang Branch?"

His voice was extremely low, yet it sounded like muffled thunder in Luo Fei's ears.

Luo Fei's heart skipped a beat.

The bureau chief had shown him great favor, and his mentor's promotion had solved his immediate problem.

His gaze swept over the cup of tea on the director's desk, which had gone cold, and his slightly pale face was reflected in the water.

"I refused."

Luo Fei blurted out, his voice even more resolute than he had expected.

Meng Haonan seemed to be deep in thought.

"really?"

"Team Leader Lei was moved by my loyalty and agreed to let me stay."

Luo Fei remained expressionless and casually picked up the lighter on the director's desk to play with it.

"Before leaving, they even invited me to have tea at the Beijing Guoan Hotel."

The metal casing flipped between his fingers, making a crisp "click" sound.

The gloom on Meng Haonan's face dissipated.

"Good! Good!"

He turned around, opened the mahogany cabinet behind him, and took out a gold-plated gift box from the deepest part.

"This is the 'Fuchun Mountain Residence' that the senior leader gave me when I went to Kyoto for a meeting last time."

Luo Fei's eyes lit up.

He had heard about this cigarette from the police station; it was said that one cigarette was worth half a day's salary for an ordinary policeman.

"and this."

Meng Haonan then took out a beautifully packaged box of tea.

"West Lake Longjing tea is the finest of the fine."

He patted Luo Fei on the shoulder with such force that Luo Fei swayed.

"Smoke it sparingly, you can't buy this cigarette on the market."

Luo Fei said, "I can't accept this," but his hand had already taken the gift. As he walked out of the bureau chief's office, he touched his nose, thinking that the lie had been worthwhile.

When the door to the Second Team's office was pushed open, Wan Qiang was leaning over Luo Fei's workstation, flipping through documents.

Hearing the noise, he jumped up, scattering documents all over the floor.

"Are you really going to join the National Security Bureau?"

Wan Qiang's eyes were red, and his voice was hoarse as if he hadn't slept for three days.

"when are we leaving?"

Luo Fei placed the gift box on the table with a dull thud.

"Who said I'm leaving?"

"But."

"Kyoto is densely populated, has expensive housing, few beautiful women, and smog."

Luo Fei counted on his fingers, a mocking smile playing on his lips.

"How can it compare to our Jiangcheng? Isn't that right, Li Ya?"

Li Ya, who was organizing the case files, didn't even look up.

"Exactly, the smog in Kyoto can choke you to death."

Wan Qiang stood there stunned, his expression shifting from despair to surprise in just one second.

He suddenly rushed up and hugged Luo Fei, giving him a hard kiss on the cheek.

"Fuck!"

Luo Fei pushed him away and vigorously wiped his face.

"Do you have a problem with your sexual orientation?"

"As long as you don't leave, you can say whatever you want about me!"

Wan Qiang laughed like a 200-pound child.

Luo Fei shook his head and opened the pack of exorbitantly priced cigarettes.

"Everyone who sees it has a share."

He tore open the packaging and tossed a pack to each of his smoking colleagues. The cigarette packs traced graceful parabolas in the air before being caught by pairs of hands.

"Dwelling in the Fuchun Mountains?!"

Cheng Yunchuan held the cigarette box as if it were a sacred object.

"These cigarettes cost over 20,000 yuan a carton on the black market!"

Deng Yunzhou couldn't wait to light one up, took a deep drag, and then revealed an expression of ecstasy.

"The director is spoiling you like his own son."

"Last time when we cracked the mining case, I was refused even if I wanted a pack."

Wan Qiang said sourly, but quickly laughed again.

"But it's worth it to keep you here!"

Chen Xuanran peeked out from the office next door.

"What are you arguing about?"

There was still a bit of ink on the tip of her nose; she looked like she was writing a report.

Luo Fei shook the tea canister.

"Could you do me a favor and make me a cup of tea?"

"What kind of tea is this? The packaging is so exquisite."

Chen Xuanran took the jar, and his fingers accidentally touched Luo Fei's palm. The two of them flinched at the same time.

"It was a gift from the bureau chief."

Luo Fei casually withdrew his hand.

Chen Xuanran smiled and turned to make tea.

Luo Fei returned to his recliner, picked up his phone, and started playing a game. On the screen, his character was killed by the opponent once again.

"Hold!"

Luo Fei couldn't help but curse out loud.

"Is this jungler blind?"

Chen Xuanran walked over with tea in hand and couldn't help but smile when he heard his complaint.

"There's an interesting quiz online: If your girlfriend is sick and needs care, and at the same time your ranked match in Honor of Kings starts, what would you choose?"

Luo Fei didn't even look up.

"Pick Han Xin, he'll carry the jungler."

"I mean the choices in reality."

Chen Xuanran placed the teacup on his table, and the aroma of tea rose gently.

Luo Fei then raised his head and blinked.

"Oh, then of course we should take care of people first. Games can be restarted, but people can't."

Chen Xuanran smiled, but quickly put on a serious face.

"You are quite good at talking."

Luo Fei has re-engaged in the game, and this time he has actually chosen Han Xin.

Chen Xuanran stood behind him, watching his slender fingers deftly operate on the screen, and suddenly asked.

Do you smoke?

"You'll know how to do it by eighteen."

Luo Fei answered casually, his eyes never leaving the screen.

"But I never smoke in the office, nor in front of you."

"why?"

Chen Xuanran was somewhat surprised.

Luo Fei finally looked up at her.

"I'm afraid the smell will bother you."

After saying that, he lowered his head and continued playing the game.

Chen Xuanran was stunned, his cheeks burning.

Just as she was about to say something, the office door was suddenly pushed open, and Gao Xiaowei rushed in, panting.

"Something terrible has happened! A shooting has occurred in Nanwan District, and two police officers from Xiaohegou have been killed!"

The entire office fell silent instantly.

Chen Xuanran was the first to react.

"When did this happen?"

"We just received a report, and Captain Zhou has already led his team there. They told us to get to the scene immediately!"

After speaking, Gao Xiaowei hurriedly walked out, putting on his coat as he went. (End of Chapter)