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

"Brother, could you put your shoes on? There are so many people in the carriage."

The tattooed man glanced at Luo Fei sideways and snorted disdainfully.

"What's it to you? I'll do whatever I want."

The stench grew stronger, and some passengers in the front row covered their noses and got up to leave.

Luo Fei suppressed his anger.

"Can't you be a little more considerate in public places?"

"quality?"

Suddenly enraged, the tattooed man abruptly turned to face Luo Fei.

"You think you can talk to me about manners?"

The veins on his thick arms bulged, and the blue dragon tattooed on them seemed to come alive.

The air in the car froze instantly.

The surrounding passengers held their breath, and a few timid ones had already quietly moved to a more distant seat.

Luo Fei remained motionless, simply looking at the other person calmly.

"This is the last reminder. Put your shoes on."

"I'll wear your mother's clothes!"

The tattooed man roared and swung his right hand in a claw shape directly at Luo Fei's face.

In that instant, to ordinary passengers, the tattooed man's movements were astonishingly fast.

But in Luo Fei's eyes, it was like a slow-motion replay.

He slightly tilted his head to avoid the grab, then clenched his right fist and struck out at a speed almost invisible to the naked eye.

"boom!"

With a muffled thud, the tattooed man's expression froze on his face, his eyes bulged out, and he collapsed limply as if his bones had been removed.

Luo Fei reached out and caught him in time, preventing him from falling to the ground.

The entire carriage was silent; everyone stared wide-eyed at the scene.

That seemingly refined young man actually knocked out the fierce-looking tattooed man with a single punch?
"Fuck."

A young man wearing glasses exclaimed softly.

"Is this guy a trained fighter?"

"So handsome!"

A girl in the back row couldn't help but exclaim in admiration.

Ignoring the reactions around him, Luo Fei skillfully helped the tattooed man back into his seat, adjusted the backrest so he could lie down comfortably, then bent down to pick up the shoes from the floor and gently put them on him.

"This"

A middle-aged woman stared in disbelief.

"You beat someone up and then put their shoes back on?"

After finishing these tasks, Luo Fei got up and headed towards the restroom at the junction of the carriages.

After he left, the carriage immediately erupted in chaos.

"Was that guy beaten to death?"

Someone asked with concern.

"Go and see!"

The bespectacled man volunteered and cautiously approached the tattooed man, checking his breath.

"He's still alive, but he's passed out."

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

In the restroom, Luo Fei was rinsing his face with cold water.

His eyes were sharp in the mirror, a stark contrast to his gentle demeanor in the carriage just moments before.

He shook the water droplets off his hands and thought to himself.

I lost control of my strength again; I hope I didn't knock someone unconscious.

When he returned to the carriage, he immediately felt dozens of eyes staring at him.

Some admired, some feared, and some were curious.

Luo Fei sighed inwardly. He'd "showed off" again.

His gaze fell on the still unconscious tattooed man.

The man's head was drooping, and his rugged features appeared somewhat endearing in his sleep.

Luo Fei suddenly found it somewhat amusing, but then a thought flashed through his mind.

This guy doesn't look like a good person, could he be?
Luo Fei closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, there was a golden light deep in his pupils that was difficult for ordinary people to detect.

His special abilities
The "Eye of Evil" has been activated.

In Luo Fei's view, the tattooed man was surrounded by a dark red halo, a sign of high sin value.

As his abilities deepened, scenes flashed through his mind.

In an underground casino, a tattooed man beats a gambler who has lost everything until he vomits blood; in a dimly lit hair salon, he forces young girls to provide special services; in a dark alley, he strikes a businessman on the head with an iron bar; online chat logs reveal that he is planning a Ponzi scheme.
Suddenly, a remarkably clear image appeared.

A terrified girl was tied to a chair, while a tattooed man held a knife and wore a twisted smile.

The scene shifts to the girl's body being stuffed into a freezer, while a tattooed man hums a tune as he cleans up the scene.
Luo Fei's pupils contracted slightly.

The police had been unable to find the murderer in the sensational "freezer corpse case" six months ago, but it turns out it was him!
Just then, the man with the tattooed arms moved, let out a groan, and looked like he was about to wake up.

Luo Fei quickly deactivated his ability and sat back down in his seat as if nothing had happened.

The tattooed man groggily opened his eyes, and the first thing he saw was Luo Fei's calm face.

"you you."

The tattooed man didn't react for a moment, but then his memory returned, and his expression changed drastically.

He instinctively wanted to retaliate, but the sharp pain in his head reminded him of what had just happened.

"woke up?"

Luo Fei smiled slightly and took out his ID from his pocket, flashing it in front of him.

"City Criminal Investigation Team, Luo Fei."

The tattooed man's face turned deathly pale instantly, and his lips trembled.

"Police police?"

"Six months ago, in a rented room in the west of the city, there was a girl in a freezer."

Luo Fei lowered his voice, each word like a hammer blow to the tattooed man's heart.

You think nobody knows?

The man with the tattooed arms visibly trembled, his eyes filled with terror, but he quickly regained his composure.

"What nonsense are you talking about? I don't know what you're talking about!"

Luo Fei sneered and suddenly raised his voice.

"Zhang Qiang, 32 years old, is wanted online for intentional injury, organizing prostitution, and fraud. I am now arresting you."

All the passengers in the carriage heard this, and there was an uproar.

"My God! Is that a fugitive?"

"No wonder he didn't look like a good person!"

"The police officers are really amazing!"

The tattooed man, now known as Zhang Qiang, had an unpredictable expression.

He suddenly stood up and tried to run away, but Luo Fei pressed him back into his seat.

"be honest."

Luo Fei's voice wasn't loud, but it carried an undeniable authority.

"You can't run away."

Zhang Qiang glared fiercely at Luo Fei.

"Kid, don't think you're so great just because you're a cop! I..."

With a "click," Luo Fei pulled out a pair of handcuffs from somewhere and easily cuffed Zhang Qiang's hands.

"Fuck!"

Zhang Qiang exclaimed in surprise.

When will you?

Luo Fei ignored him and turned to the passengers in the carriage.

Could someone please help me contact the train police?

"I go!"

The bespectacled man excitedly raised his hand and quickly ran to the other end of the carriage.

Zhang Qiang knew he had failed, but he still refused to admit defeat.

"Hmph, so what if you're a cop? I'll be a hero again in eighteen years!"

This statement immediately provoked public outrage.

"brute!"

An old man was trembling with anger.

"You've done so many bad things and you're still so arrogant!"

"Officer, this kind of scum must be severely punished!"

"How abominable!"

Luo Fei gave Zhang Qiang a cold look.

That one glance silenced Zhang Qiang, who had been shouting just moments before, and he obediently lowered his head.

Inside the Qingyang District Police Station in Shudu City, Sichuan Province, Huang Yong was sitting in his office, his fingers rhythmically tapping on the desk.

The July sunlight streamed through the blinds, casting dappled shadows on the floor, but the cool air from the air conditioner couldn't dispel the heat in his heart.

"Secretary Song, have the arrangements for picking up the car been made?"

Huang Yong looked up and asked. Song Wen adjusted his gold-rimmed glasses and answered respectfully.

"Chief, we've already arranged for Shu Xiaoxiao to go. She's the most beautiful policewoman in our bureau, and she'll make sure Comrade Luo Fei feels the warmth of our Qingyang District Police Bureau."

Huang Yong frowned.

"Shu Xiaoxiao? I remember she has a boyfriend, doesn't she?"

"this."

Song Wen smiled awkwardly.

"Yes, there is, but it's just a short pick-up at the station."

"Substitute."

Huang Yong said firmly.

"Luo Fei came to Chengdu this time with an important mission, and we cannot afford any mistakes."

Song Wen's eyes darted around, and he immediately understood.

"Why don't we send Huang Xiao? Besides Shu Xiaoxiao, your daughter is the prettiest. And doesn't she have a past connection with Luo Fei?"

Huang Yong's eyes lit up, and he slammed his hand on the table.

"Oh right! How could I forget that!"

He stood up excitedly and paced back and forth in the office.

"Luo Fei and Huang Xiao were born on the same day, month, and year, and they were almost betrothed when they were children. Although the two families lost contact later, doesn't that just prove that they were destined to be together?"

Song Wen nodded repeatedly.

"The director is wise. I heard that Meng Haonan also tried to introduce his daughter to Luo Fei, but he was rebuffed. If only Huang Xiao could get together with Luo Fei..."

"Call Huang Xiao immediately!"

Huang Yong interrupted him, a fatherly smile spreading across his face.

"Just tell her you have an important mission and ask her to go to the train station to pick someone up immediately."

In the office of the Criminal Investigation Brigade of Qingyang District, Huang Xiao was frowning as he looked at the computer screen.

She had short, neat hair, and her wheat-colored skin glowed with health. Her long, slender fingers flew across the keyboard.

The sleeves of the police uniform shirt were rolled up to the elbows, revealing the well-defined forearms.

The phone rang abruptly. She glanced at the caller ID and reluctantly answered.

"Hello, Secretary Song?"

"Huang Xiao, there's an urgent mission. The director personally requested that you go to the train station to pick up an important person."

Song Wen's voice came through the receiver.

Huang Xiao raised an eyebrow.

"Picking up people? Isn't that the logistics department's job?"

"This person is no ordinary person."

Song Wen lowered his voice.

"It's Comrade Luo Fei, a criminal investigation expert from the capital. He's said to have solved several major cases."

"so what?"

Huang Xiao impatiently held the phone between his shoulder and continued typing on the keyboard with both hands.

"I'm not a hostess."

"this."

Song Wen was speechless, then changed his perspective.

"The director said that you and Comrade Luo Fei knew each other when you were young, so it's like a reunion of old friends."

Huang Xiao's fingers suddenly stopped typing, and his brows furrowed even more.

"What old friend? I don't remember them."

"Oh, we used to play together all the time when we were kids! We were even born on the same day, month, and year!"

Song Wen hurriedly added.

"The bureau chief said your two families have a very good relationship, and you almost arranged a marriage between your children."

"stop!"

Huang Xiao almost dropped his phone.

"Secretary Song, are you sure my father told you to say that?"

There was a few seconds of silence on the other end of the phone, followed by Song Wen's awkward cough.

"Anyway, this is an order. The train will arrive at 11:30. Don't be late."

After hanging up the phone, Huang Xiao stared blankly at his phone screen.

She vaguely remembered that when she was a child, there was a boy who would often be beaten by her until he cried, but she couldn't remember exactly what he looked like.

"Baby kiss?"

She scoffed.

"What is Dad up to now?"

Meanwhile, the D9527 bullet train is slowly pulling into Chengdu East Station.

Inside the carriage, Luo Fei sat by the window, sunlight filtering through the glass and casting dappled shadows on his sharply defined profile.

Luo Fei squinted, looking at the rapidly receding scenery through the high-speed train window.

The air conditioning in the carriage was set a bit too low, so he couldn't help but rub his arms.

I was just planning to relax during my vacation in Chengdu, but I ended up catching a law-breaking guy on the way.

"Hey, you stepped on my foot!"

A furious shout suddenly came from the front row.

Luo Fei looked up and saw a burly man with tattooed arms grabbing a thin student by the collar. The student's face was pale, and the cola in his hand had spilled all over the ground.

"I'm sorry, brother, I didn't mean to."

The student's voice trembled.

"Not on purpose? These shoes cost me over eight thousand!"

The burly man pushed the student down into the aisle.

"You're not leaving until you pay up!"

Luo Fei sighed and stood up from his seat.

He was dressed casually today, in a white T-shirt and jeans, looking like an ordinary passenger.

But when he showed his police ID, the entire carriage fell silent instantly.

"Officer, it's a misunderstanding!"

The burly man immediately released the student, his face beaming with smiles.

"I was just joking with the young man."

Luo Fei didn't speak, but just stared at the shiny Patek Philippe on the burly man's wrist.

The contrast between a person who could fly into a rage over stepping on a foot on a high-speed train and someone who wore a watch worth hundreds of thousands of yuan caught his attention.

"ID card."

Luo Fei reached out his hand.

The burly man's expression changed, but he still obediently took out his wallet.

Luo Fei took the ID card, which read "Xu Wenbiao".

He took out his police mobile phone and checked, and his brows immediately furrowed. Xu Wenbiao had a long criminal record, but in the last three years he suddenly became rich and owned several companies.

"Mr. Xu, please come with me to the connecting area between the carriages to talk."

Luo Fei put away his documents, his tone calm but leaving no room for refusal.

Fine beads of sweat appeared on Xu Wenbiao's forehead, but he still tried to remain calm.

"Officer, I really just acted on impulse."

"Please cooperate."

Luo Fei gestured for him to proceed.

The two arrived at the connecting area between the carriages, and Luo Fei closed the soundproof door.

He removed Xu Wenbiao's handcuffs, but the warning in his eyes was stronger than any physical restraint.

"Tell me, what do your 'tech companies' do?"

Luo Fei got straight to the point.

Xu Wenbiao's pupils suddenly contracted.

"How...how did you know?"

"It's clearly written on the police mobile terminal."

Luo Fei sneered.

"Going from a street thug to a business owner in three years, that's pretty inspiring, isn't it?"

Xu Wenbiao swallowed hard, his eyes darting around.

Luo Fei knew he was planning how to make up a story, so he simply called him out on it.

"Let me guess, is it related to those 'live streaming companies' that recently went bankrupt in Jiangcheng?"

These words struck Xu Wenbiao like a heavy blow to the stomach, and his face turned deathly pale instantly.

Luo Fei felt more confident. His previous "dredging operation" had indeed hit these fraudsters where it hurt.

"Officer, it's me."

Xu Wenbiao's voice trembled.

"Think it through before talking."

Luo Fei lowered his voice.

"If the amount of fraud exceeds 500,000, it will be a minimum of ten years. You know how much cash flow those companies under your name generate, right?"

Xu Wenbiao's legs went weak, and he almost knelt on the ground. Luo Fei caught him. (End of Chapter)