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

"Shouldn't an adult who goes missing be placed under the jurisdiction of the national security authorities?"

"That's the problem."

Jiang Yunfeng lowered his voice.

"The fathers of these four people are the director of the Finance Bureau, the director of the Planning Bureau, Chairman Zhao of Yuanda Construction, and the president of Hanjiang Bank."

Luo Fei whistled.

"They are all prominent figures in Jiangcheng."

"you do not say."

Jiang Yunfeng rubbed his temples.

“The pressure from above is intense, and the family members are making a fuss every day. I’m almost losing my position as bureau chief. Old Master Lei said that this case can only be handled by you.”

Luo Fei put down his teacup, his eyes sharp.

"Where's the information?"

Jiang Yunfeng breathed a sigh of relief and immediately took out a brown paper bag from the drawer.

"It's all here. We've investigated everything we could—the backgrounds of the four people, their social connections, and the last place they appeared."

Luo Fei took the file bag and had just opened the first page when the office phone suddenly rang.

Jiang Yunfeng glanced at the caller ID and his expression changed.

"It's Vice Mayor Xiao."

He made a shushing gesture and pressed the speakerphone button.

"Old Jiang, any progress on the case?"

A dignified male voice came from the other end of the phone.

Jiang Yunfeng immediately adopted a respectful tone.

"Mayor Xiao, good news! Comrade Luo Fei has returned, and I'm preparing to hand over full responsibility for the case to him."

Luo Fei suddenly looked up, his eyes wide.

"Luo Fei? Is that the young man that Old Lei often mentions?"

Vice Mayor Xiao's voice noticeably rose a few decibels.

"Yes, yes, that's him!"

Jiang Yunfeng smiled so hard his eyes narrowed into slits.

"With Luo Fei involved, this case will be resolved soon."

Luo Fei silently mouthed, "Are you crazy?"

"good very good!"

Vice Mayor Xiao seemed quite satisfied.

"Tell Comrade Luo Fei that the city will fully support him in handling the case, and to contact me directly if he needs anything."

Luo Fei hung up Zhou Wenqi's call and tapped his phone screen twice with his finger.

Outside the window, the night in Jiangcheng was deep, and neon lights cast dappled shadows on the glass.

He glanced at the calendar on the wall. February 28th, only one day left before Lei Wanting said he had to "report before the end of the month".

"They really timed it perfectly."

Luo Fei chuckled self-deprecatingly and casually tossed his phone onto the sofa.

He spread his suitcase out on the bed and quickly packed his necessities.

Police uniform, civilian clothes, several books on criminal psychology, and that black notebook he never leaves behind.

The notebook's title page bears the words "There is only one truth" written in fountain pen, the ink already somewhat faded.

The next morning, Luo Fei stood at the security checkpoint of Jiangcheng Airport, dragging his suitcase.

My phone vibrated; it was a message from Jiang Yunfeng.

"Old Luo, Vice Mayor Xiao called again to ask about the case's progress. When are you coming back?"

Luo Fei replied quickly.

"Go to Kyoto to report for duty first, and return in three days at most. Deal with Vice Mayor Xiao for now."

As the plane broke through the clouds, Luo Fei gazed at the rolling sea of ​​clouds outside the window, but his thoughts drifted back to the scene of the serial disappearances.

Five missing persons, unrelated to each other, all vanished without a trace in blind spots of surveillance cameras.

What's even stranger is that Vice Mayor Xiao is unusually concerned about this case. Why would a vice mayor in charge of education and culture be so interested in a criminal investigation?
"Sir, would you like a drink?"

The flight attendant's voice interrupted Luo Fei's thoughts.

Two hours later, the plane landed at Kyoto International Airport.

As soon as Luo Fei turned on his phone, an unknown number called.

"Officer Luo? I'm the driver sent by the National Security Bureau to pick you up. I'm already waiting at Exit 3 on the arrival level."

The voice on the other end of the phone was a strong, resonant male voice with a distinct Beijing accent.

Luo Fei dragged his suitcase out of the exit and immediately saw a middle-aged man holding up a sign with his name on it. He was about fifty years old, with a stocky build and a kind smile on his face, looking just like an old man taking a stroll in a hutong.

"Officer Luo, right? My surname is Wang, you can just call me Lao Wang."

The driver warmly took Luo Fei's suitcase.

"You must be tired from the journey. Let's head to headquarters now."

The black Hongqi sedan smoothly drove out of the airport. Old Wang was a talkative man, and he kept talking the whole way.

"Officer Luo, you're the last one to report. The other six arrived last week and have been competing against each other on the training field every day."

Old Wang glanced at Luo Fei through the rearview mirror.

"I heard they are all elites selected from all over the country, each with unique skills."

Luo Fei raised an eyebrow.

"Oh? What special skills do you have?"

"I can't say for sure."

Old Wang smiled mysteriously.

"However, I heard that there is a girl who can remember everything she sees, and can remember all the details after watching the surveillance video once; and there is a big man from Northeast China who can bend steel bars with his bare hands."

Luo Fei couldn't help but laugh.

"So my special ability is probably... being handsome?"

Old Wang laughed heartily, and the steering wheel even shook.

"Officer Luo, you're really funny! But the person that Director Lei has taken a liking to must be extraordinary."

Forty minutes later, the car stopped in front of the National Security headquarters building.

This 30-plus-story glass curtain wall building glitters in the sunlight, and the security check at the entrance is as strict as that at an airport.

Old Wang led Luo Fei through layers of security checks and swiped his card to enter the private elevator.

Inside the elevator, Old Wang lowered his voice and said.

"The entire 18th floor is the territory of our Special Cases Investigation Bureau, and Director Lei's office is on the 19th floor. I heard that this new department has a lot of power; as long as you have your eye on a case, there's no case you can't get."

The elevator doors opened on the 18th floor, revealing a spacious and bright corridor with offices on both sides and a conference room at the end.

Several young people in plain clothes were talking at the end of the corridor. When they saw Luo Fei come in, they all cast inquiring glances at him.

"Please wait here for a moment, I'll go up and inform them."

Old Wang led Luo Fei to a lounge and then took the elevator to the 19th floor.

Old Wang returned in less than five minutes.

"Officer Luo, Director Lei wants you to go straight up."

The corridor on the 19th floor was quieter than that on the 18th floor, and the thick carpet almost absorbed all footsteps.

Old Wang stopped in front of a dark solid wood door and knocked gently.

"Come in."

Lei Wanting's familiar voice came from inside.

Luo Fei straightened his collar and pushed open the door to enter.

Lei Wanting's office is spacious and bright, with a floor-to-ceiling window offering a panoramic view of Kyoto's cityscape.

The man behind the desk was about sixty years old, with gray hair but a vigorous spirit and sharp eyes like an eagle.

"Reporting to the Director, Luo Fei, a member of the Special Operations Team, is reporting for duty!"

Luo Fei stood at attention and saluted, his voice loud and clear.

Lei Wanting looked up from the document, his gaze lingered on Luo Fei for a few seconds, and then he pointed to the chair opposite him.

"Sit down, you've finally decided to come."

Luo Fei grinned and sat down in a relaxed manner.

"Director Meng insisted that I go to Chengdu to attend that training course, which delayed me for a few days."

"is it?"

Lei Wanting looked at him with a half-smile.

"I heard you caused quite a stir in Chengdu? You even brought down Deputy Director Li."

Luo Fei touched his nose.

"The evidence was conclusive, I was just going with the flow. It was mainly because of your influence." Lei Wanting snorted and took a document from the drawer, pushing it towards Luo Fei.

"Take a look, this is the authority statement of the Special Cases Investigation Bureau."

Luo Fei opened the document, his eyes widening in disbelief.

This document bears the highest-level official seal and explicitly grants the Special Cases Investigation Bureau powers beyond those of regular law enforcement agencies. It can take over any case unconditionally, mobilize resources from any department, and even has the privilege of acting first and reporting later in emergency situations.

"Isn't this a bit too much power?"

Luo Fei closed the file, his brows furrowing slightly.

Lei Wanting stood up and walked to the floor-to-ceiling window.

"Extraordinary times call for extraordinary measures. Some cases are now beyond the capacity of regular police forces to handle."

Luo Fei keenly noticed the hidden meaning in the director's words.

"You mean those 'special' cases?"

Lei Wanting turned around, his eyes blazing.

"Have you heard the story of Bureau 749? The same problems they dealt with back then are happening again now. Only this time, we have more scientific methods and more professional personnel."

Luo Fei's heart skipped a beat.

Bureau 749 was a secret department in China during the last century that specialized in investigating paranormal phenomena. It was later dissolved as times changed.

The implications of rebuilding such an institution today are self-evident.

"Who are the other group members?"

Luo Fei couldn't help but ask.

Lei Wanting walked back to his desk and sat down.

"Seven people, seven different 'talents.' Some are innate, some are acquired through training. You are the last one, and also the one I have the most faith in."

Luo Fei's eyes lit up.

"I heard the team leader hasn't been decided yet? You see, I'm the 'most favored' one, could you pull some strings?"

Luo Fei stood at the elevator entrance on the eighteenth floor, looking around at this place known as the "core of the Special Events Investigation Bureau".

The five large, gold-embossed characters "Special Operations Group" on the frosted glass door at the end of the corridor shone brightly under the LED lights.

"Mr. Luo, please come with me."

Li Feier walked ahead in high heels, her black business dress outlining her beautiful curves.

"Team Leader Zhou has been waiting for you for a long time."

Luo Fei's lips curled up slightly.

"You just said that everyone is very familiar with me? Do you know what I'm best at?"

Li Feier paused, turned around, and gave a professional smile.

"The file says 'outstanding overall ability,' but I don't have the authority to specify the details."

She blinked.

"But I heard that you single-handedly shut down three 'dark web' contact points in Asia last week?"

"You're quite well-informed."

Luo Fei raised an eyebrow and suddenly lowered his voice.

"Do you know that the bureau allows office romances?"

Li Feier's face flushed red, and she almost dropped the tablet in her hand.

"This...this."

"Hahaha!"

Luo Fei burst into laughter.

"Just kidding, don't be nervous."

After turning the corner, Li Feier stopped in front of a solid wood door and knocked gently.

"Team Leader Zhou, Mr. Luo Fei has arrived."

A clear voice came from inside the door.

"Please come in."

Pushing open the door, Luo Fei immediately saw the man sitting on the sofa: Zhou Wenqi, the acting leader of the special operations team.

He looked to be in his early thirties, dressed in a casual suit, holding a copy of "A Brief History of Quantum Physics" in his hand, and the gold-rimmed glasses on his nose reflected the sunlight coming from the window.

"finally come!"

Zhou Wenqi put down his book and walked over quickly to shake Luo Fei's hand.

“I’ve been waiting for you for eight whole days! Director Lei said you would be reporting for duty today, so I specifically canceled all my meetings this morning.”

Luo Fei felt the force from the other person's palm and subtly increased his grip by three points.

"I'm sorry, I had some personal matters to attend to."

Zhou Wenqi looked surprised, then smiled.

"It's okay, it's good that you're here. Come on, I'll take you to meet the other group members."

After passing through a short corridor, Zhou Wenqi pushed open a double door, and a bright and open space of about five or six hundred square meters appeared before Luo Fei.

On the left are seven neatly arranged individual workstations, and on the right is a relaxation area. Further inside, you can even see a small arena.

"Gentlemen, this is the entirety of our special operations team."

Zhou Wenqi stood at the front of the conference room, his gaze sweeping over everyone present.

Sunlight streamed through the floor-to-ceiling windows, reflecting a dazzling light off the police rank insignia on his shoulders.

Chen Yifan sat on the right side of the conference table, his back straight as a pine tree, his police uniform perfectly pressed without a single wrinkle.

He nodded slightly in response to Zhou Wenqi's introduction.

As the champion of the moving target event in last year's National Police Shooting Competition, his long, strong fingers were gently tapping the table, the rhythm as consistent as his breathing during shooting.

"Yuan Bingyan."

Zhou Wenqi pointed to the woman sitting next to Chen Yifan.

Yuan Bingyan tossed her long hair that fell to her shoulders, her red lips slightly upturned.

She wasn't wearing a police uniform today, but a well-tailored dark blue suit that made her skin look as white as snow.

"Let's not even mention the Miss Asia title, right?"

She said with a smile, her voice as clear as a spring.

"I would prefer people to remember me as a master of criminal psychology and a professional profiler."

"Of course, of course."

Zhou Wenqi smiled and nodded, then turned his gaze to the young man in the corner who was drawing with his head down.

"Su Muchen, a top student from Tsinghua University, is one of the top forensic artists in China."

Su Muchen didn't even look up, his pencil moving quickly across the sketchbook, making a rustling sound.

In front of him was a cup of coffee that had gone cold, with a few specks of paint on the rim.

"Four hundred and twenty-one."

He suddenly spoke, his voice very soft.

"It's not more than four hundred cases, it's four hundred and twenty-one cases."

There was silence in the conference room for a moment.

Zhou Wenqi coughed twice awkwardly.

"Uh, yes, the exact number is four hundred and twenty-one. The last one."

"Luo Fei."

A slightly hoarse voice came from the doorway.

Everyone turned their heads and saw a man in a slightly worn police uniform leaning against the door frame, twirling a coin in his hand.

The coins twirled between his fingers, as if they were alive.

"Jiangcheng Criminal Investigation Team, Second-Level Police Inspector."

He walked in, and the coin suddenly disappeared from his palm.

"Skilled at seeing through lies."

Zhou Wenqi breathed a sigh of relief.

"Yes, Luo Fei has recently solved several major cases in Jiangcheng, thanks to his expertise in micro-expression analysis."

"and many more."

Zhou Xiaobei suddenly interrupted, pushing up his black-rimmed glasses and rapidly typing on his laptop.

"Luo Fei? Jiang Cheng?"

He squinted at the screen.

What university did you graduate from?

Luo Fei's eyes sharpened instantly, and the coin stopped spinning in his hand.

Zhou Wenqi visibly panicked for a moment. (End of Chapter)