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

"Super Fighting, Super Strength, Super Reflexes. Activate!"

In an instant, the world seemed to slow down in Luo Fei's eyes.

The special police officers' movements seemed to be sped up by 0.3x, and every subtle change in expression and muscle contraction was clearly visible.

"Take him!"

Wu Qiang gave the order.

The first SWAT officer rushed forward, wielding a stun baton with a blue electric shock at the tip.

In Luo Fei's eyes, the attack was as slow as a snail's crawl.

He slightly turned his body to easily dodge the attack, his right hand grabbing the opponent's wrist like lightning, while his left hand delivered a precise elbow strike to the SWAT officer's temple.

"boom!"

The special police officer collapsed to the ground without uttering a sound and passed out.

"First."

Luo Fei counted quietly and then snatched the stun baton from the officer.

Two other special police officers attacked simultaneously from the left and right sides.

Luo Fei swayed, his baton tracing two graceful arcs in the air, precisely striking the two men's cervical nerve plexuses.

The two burly men immediately collapsed to the ground like puppets with their strings cut, their bodies convulsing.

"Three, four."

The employees of the fraud company and several internet celebrities who were live-streaming on their phones gasped in surprise.

"Oh my god! That's so cool!"

"Take a picture! This is even more exciting than a movie!"

"That policeman is so amazing, I want to have his babies!"

Luo Fei's ears twitched slightly as he heard these comments, and his smile deepened.

He deliberately adjusted his movements to make each strike as elegant as a dance.

Although the power was somewhat restrained, the effect was not diminished at all.

Wu Qiang's face turned ashen as he roared.

"Attack together! I refuse to believe he can take on ten of them!"

More than ten special police officers rushed towards Luo Fei at the same time, and the scene immediately became chaotic.

But in Luo Fei's slow-motion perspective, everything is perfectly orderly.

He moved through the crowd like a fish, each move precise and accurate.

A judo throw slammed the fifth SWAT officer to the ground;

A single karate chop sent the sixth SWAT officer to his knees, unable to get up.

After dodging to the side, the seventh SWAT officer was accidentally injured by his own comrade.
8, 9, 10
Luo Fei's movements were fluid and graceful; he even had time to tidy his wind-blown hair.

When he took down the twelfth SWAT officer, the surrounding area was completely silent.

"twelve."

Luo Fei patted non-existent dust off his hands and looked around.

"Anyone else want to try?"

Wu Qiang stood there, fine beads of sweat appearing on his forehead.

He gripped the pistol at his waist, but hesitated to draw it.

Reason told him that going up there would only be suicide.

"Who are you?"

Wu Qiang's voice trembled slightly.

Just as Luo Fei was about to answer, the glass door of the police station building was suddenly pushed open, and more than a dozen police officers rushed out, all of them drawing their pistols and pointing them at Luo Fei.

"Don't move! Put your hands up!"

The lead officer shouted sternly.

Seeing this, Wu Qiang finally made up his mind and drew his sidearm.

"Hands behind your head! Kneel down!"

Luo Fei sighed and slowly raised his hands.

"Colleagues, I think this is a misunderstanding."

"Shut up! You're claiming it was a misunderstanding after assaulting a police officer?"

A young policeman shouted excitedly, his finger already on the trigger.

At this critical moment, a majestic voice came from behind.

"Put down your guns!"

Everyone turned around and saw Deputy Director Huang Yong striding over, his face so gloomy it could drip water.

"Director Huang!"

Wu Qiang felt as if he had seen a savior.

"This guy attacked our SWAT team and has already injured more than a dozen of our brothers!"

Huang Yong ignored Wu Qiang and walked straight up to Luo Fei, looking him up and down.

"Luo Fei?"

Luo Fei nodded and lowered his raised hands.

"Deputy Director Huang, I'm here to report for duty. This is my transfer order and identification."

He took out his identification from his inner pocket and handed it over.

Huang Yong took the documents and examined them carefully, his expression gradually softening.

"Luo Fei, a third-level police inspector from the Provincial Department's Special Operations Team, is 26 years old?"

He looked up at Luo Fei in surprise.

"You're Luo Fei, the one who cracked the transnational drug trafficking case?"

Luo Fei smiled modestly.

"Just luck."

Huang Yong turned around and shouted at the police officers who were still holding their guns.

"Put everything down! These are our own people!"

Amidst a commotion, the police reluctantly put away their weapons.

Wu Qiang's face turned pale and then red.

"Director Huang, what exactly is going on?"

Huang Yong glared at Wu Qiang.

"What's going on? I asked you to pick up our new colleague, and this is the 'welcome ceremony' you give me? Look at all those people lying on the ground!"

Wu Qiang lowered his head in shame.

"I...I didn't know he was really a policeman."

"Hurry up and check on the brothers' injuries!"

Huang Yong scolded.

Wu Qiang quickly called on the SWAT officers who were still able to move to take care of the wounded.

At that moment, two police guards, handcuffed together, limped out of the duty room.

"Director Huang"

One of the security guards had a long face.

"We really didn't know he was a policeman."

Huang Yong was so angry that he laughed instead.

"I've shown you all my documents, how could they be fake?"

"But...a 26-year-old third-level police inspector."

The security guard said, feeling wronged.

"We thought it was just another rich kid who bought a fake certificate."

Luo Fei couldn't help but laugh out loud upon hearing this.

"It seems my face really doesn't look like a policeman's."

Huang Yong shook his head helplessly, then suddenly noticed the crowd of onlookers outside the gate and frowned as he asked.

"What do these people do?"

Luo Fei followed his gaze and saw that the group of employees from the fraud company and the internet celebrity girls were still standing there, some taking pictures and some whispering among themselves.

He smiled.

"Oh, they've all come from the police station."

"What...what's going on?"

At the entrance of the Qingyang District Police Station, Director Huang Yong's thermos cup clattered to the ground, splashing scalding tea onto his shiny leather shoes, but he was completely unaware.

A dark mass of people surged towards him like a tide. The young man at the head of the crowd, wearing a wrinkled white shirt and with his tie askew, grinned at him.

"Director Huang, a small gift to mark our meeting."

Luo Fei raised his hand and gave a crooked salute. More than 800 people behind him bowed their heads in unison. The scene was so spectacular that Old Zhang in the duty room almost spat out his dentures.

Two elderly policemen with gray hair squeezed through the crowd from the side, their expressions more varied than if they had seen a ghost.

"Director Huang, they said they all came to turn themselves in."

"Yes, including a murderer."

Luo Fei added, casually picking out a tall, thin man with a deathly pale face from the crowd.

The guy still had bandages wrapped around his wrists, and when he saw the police, his legs went weak and he knelt down.

The entire front yard of the police station was completely silent.

At the window of the third-floor office, Qin Yongkang sprayed the Longjing tea he had just drunk onto Lu Shaoqi's face with a "pfft".

"Old Lu, am I seeing things?"

Qin Yongkang's teacup clattered on the tray.

"Is that huge crowd down there... a big sale at the farmers' market?"

Lu Shaoqi wiped his face with his sleeve, then suddenly his eyes widened.

"Holy crap! Isn't that the fraud gang that Jiangcheng reported last month?"

In the interrogation room, which had been temporarily converted into the bureau chief's office, Huang Yong slammed his police cap on the table, causing the documents to rattle.

"You're something else! You haven't even finished processing the story of taking on the SWAT team, and you're already sending me eight hundred fraudsters?" Luo Fei was secretly studying the photo of Huang Yong and city leaders on the wall when he heard this, and he scratched his head.

"We were lucky. We happened to catch their legal representative, Xu Wenbiao, on the high-speed train, and then we followed the trail..."

"fart!"

Huang Yong slapped Luo Fei on the back, almost knocking him under the desk.

"Xu Wenbiao is a fugitive with a murder charge against him. Do you think this is about catching a thief?"

Shouts came from outside the window as police officers busied themselves leading those who had turned themselves in to the warehouse.

A burly man wearing a gold chain suddenly struggled and was chased around the police car by three police dogs, creating a chaotic scene.

Luo Fei noticed Huang Yong's temples throbbing and quickly changed the subject.

"Actually, Su Xiaoping is the one behind the scenes."

"It's already under control."

Huang Yong suddenly lowered his voice.

"But how exactly did you manage to convince so many people to surrender? How could a ruthless bandit like Xu Wenbiao just obediently give in?"

"this one"

Luo Fei blinked.

"I'm good at reading people's expressions."

The door was suddenly kicked open.

A policewoman with a high ponytail rushed in, her police uniform shirt sleeves rolled up to her elbows, revealing her tanned forearms.

She was clutching a stack of documents when she saw Luo Fei freeze in place as if struck by lightning.

"Huang Xiao! How many times have I told you to knock?!"

Huang Yong roared.

The policewoman mechanically withdrew.

The door slammed shut. Three seconds later, a restrained knock sounded from outside.

"Enter."

Huang Xiao walked in with a tense face, but his eyes were fixed on Luo Fei.

"Dad, the third team is questioning the main culprit in the fraud case."

"Perfect timing, this is Luo Fei. He's being transferred to the Criminal Investigation Team One starting today."

Huang Yong smiled so hard that the wrinkles around his eyes formed a beautiful shape.

"Remember? Your Uncle Luo's family?"

"Crybaby Luo Fei?"

Huang Xiao squeezed out a few words through gritted teeth.

Luo Fei stood up abruptly.

"Huang Xiao, the bedwetting expert?"

The air in the office seemed to freeze instantly.

Huang Yong's expression was as if he had swallowed a live frog and a cactus at the same time.

"you wanna die?!"

Huang Xiao slammed the document in his hand directly at Luo Fei's face.

Luo Fei turned his head to avoid it, and the papers scattered all over the floor with a clatter.

"Wow, your skills have improved!"

Luo Fei bent down to pick up the documents, his mouth still busy.

"But compared to how he beat me in the sandpit when I was seven years old..."

Huang Xiao kicked him in the butt, but Luo Fei slipped away like an eel, and the file slammed onto Huang Yong's desk.

"Director Huang, your daughter isn't even trying to hide it from your superiors now that she's assaulting a police officer?"

"Shut up, everyone!"

The veins on Huang Yong's forehead were about to burst.

"Huang Xiao, take him to the First Squad to report for duty! Now! Immediately!"

When Luo Fei followed Huang Xiao into the general office of the First Brigade, he was greeted by a unique smell that was a mixture of coffee, instant noodles and printer ink.

The dozen or so people in the office were all engrossed in their work, the sounds of keyboards clicking, telephones ringing, and hushed conversations mingling together, and no one noticed their arrival.

"This way."

Huang Xiao waved without turning his head and walked straight to the innermost desk.

Luo Fei raised an eyebrow, his gaze sweeping across the entire office.

His gaze lingered briefly on several surveillance screens, then quickly swept over the case progress chart posted on the wall, finally settling on a middle-aged man with his back to them, frowning as he faced the computer screen.

"Team King."

Huang Xiao walked behind the man and gently patted his shoulder.

"Luo Fei has arrived."

Wang Hong turned around, and Luo Fei finally got a good look at him. He was in his early forties, with a buzz cut, a square face, small but bright eyes, and a thin scar on his right eyebrow.

He looked Luo Fei up and down, his gaze so sharp it seemed to pierce through him.

"You're Luo Fei?"

Wang Hong's voice was low and hoarse.

Just as Luo Fei was about to introduce himself, Wang Hong raised his hand to interrupt him.

"No need for nonsense, just follow Huang Xiao from now on."

After saying that, he got up, picked up the folder on the table, and walked towards the other side of the conference room without looking back.

Luo Fei stood there, his lips twitching slightly.

"This welcoming ceremony is truly unique."

Huang Xiao chuckled softly.

"You'll get used to it. That's just Wang's personality. He wears his heart on his sleeve, whether he's happy or not, and it's the same for everyone."

"Is he single?"

Luo Fei suddenly asked.

Huang Xiao was clearly stunned for a moment, his eyes widening.

"how do you know?"

Luo Fei shrugged.

"With that kind of emotional intelligence, it would be strange if any woman were to date him."

"what!"

Huang Xiao couldn't help but laugh out loud, then immediately put on a serious face.

"What you said isn't exactly good either."

"Are you comforting me?"

Luo Fei tilted his head to look at her.

"Me? To comfort you?"

Huang Xiao rolled his eyes.

"Save my breath, I'm not that free."

Luo Fei smiled but didn't say anything more, but his gaze was drawn to a stack of photos on Huang Xiao's desk.

Those were photos of the crime scene, the gore of which was disturbing.

Huang Xiao noticed his gaze and his expression immediately turned serious.

"Come with me to the conference room, I'll show you something."

On the whiteboard in the conference room were photos of two young girls, with densely drawn branches below them, along with the names of the suspected suspects and their relationships to the deceased.

Luo Fei approached for a closer look, his brows gradually furrowing.

"Two months ago, the first case."

Huang Xiao picked up the laser pointer and pointed it at the photo on the left.

"Lin Siyu, 19 years old, was found on a dirt road on the outskirts of Xiantan Town. An elderly shepherd called the police."

Luo Fei stared at the girl's pale face and the dark red intestines wrapped around her neck in the photo, his eyes sharpening.

"cause of death?"

"Mechanical asphyxiation."

Huang Xiao's voice turned cold.

"The forensic examination showed that after she was choked unconscious, the murderer pulled out her intestines from her abdomen with his bare hands and then wrapped them around her neck."

Luo Fei remained silent for a moment.

Are there any signs of sexual assault?

"No."

Huang Xiao shook his head.

"Wallet and phone were both there, ruling out robbery. The girl has a simple social life, no enemies, and no boyfriend."

"The perfect victim."

Luo Fei murmured softly.

Luo Fei tapped his fingers lightly on the table, the rhythm mirroring the turbulent beating of his heart.

The constant hum of the air conditioner in the office and the occasional sirens outside the window formed a monotonous background sound until Huang Xiao pushed open the door and brought that suffocating news.

"Advisor Luo, have you heard? Another one happened last night."

Huang Xiao's voice trembled slightly as she clutched a stack of newly printed photos of the scene, her knuckles turning white from the force.

Luo Fei looked up and his gaze fell on the documents in Huang Xiao's hand.

He reached out and took the photo. It showed a young girl lying in a pool of blood. Luo Qianqian, twenty years old, a college student.

Between her legs was a bloody mess, and the doctors stood around the operating table, their faces filled with horror.

"His intestines were pulled out?"

Luo Fei's voice was so low it was almost inaudible, but his fingers were already gripping the edge of the photo so tightly that his knuckles were white.

Huang Xiao nodded, his face pale. (End of Chapter)