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

"My own father!"

Luo Fei displayed a perfectly timed expression of "shock".

"Ah? Commander Chen is your father?"

Why didn't you say so sooner?

"What's the point of saying this now!"

Chen Fan was so anxious that he kept rubbing his hands together.

"Brother Fei! Do you know what kind of pledge you just made? Top three!"

That's an impossible task! You'll die! Come on! Come with me to my dad now, I'll plead with him to see if we can lower the target a little, even... even just the top twenty or thirty would be fine! We can't really let you..."

As he spoke, he tried to pull Luo Fei to find Chen Weiguo.

Luo Fei remained motionless, pressing down on Chen Fan's shoulder with his other hand. Looking into Chen Fan's anxious eyes, he shook his head and revealed a familiar yet inexplicably reassuring smile on his face—a smile that carried a hint of laziness yet exuded unwavering confidence.

"Xiao Fan, I appreciate your kindness. However, you don't need to go."

"Why?!"

Chen Fan was puzzled.

"Because if I say I can get into the top three, I definitely can."

Luo Fei's tone was calm, yet it carried an undeniable power.

Do you believe me or not?

Looking into Luo Fei's deep and confident eyes, and recalling his previous inexplicable behavior, Chen Fan suddenly choked up the words of advice he was about to say.

He opened his mouth, but it ultimately turned into a helpless sigh.

“I…I believe you, Fei Ge.”

But……"

"No buts."

Luo Fei interrupted him and patted him on the shoulder.

"Let's go, assemble the team, it's time to begin our 'special training'."

A few minutes later, Luo Fei led the entire Ganjiang Special Police Team, still filled with confusion and whispering among themselves, to the open space below the dormitory building to assemble.

Meanwhile, on the main training ground of the base, the members of the Flying Tigers and the Shanghai team had just completed a set of extreme burpees under Ren Hailong's cold command. They were all exhausted and collapsed on the ground like dead dogs, sweating profusely, their chests heaving violently, and they didn't even have the strength to speak.

Ren Hailong looked at this group of elites who had been almost completely drained of their last bit of strength and made an announcement expressionlessly.

"Rest for fifteen minutes! Rehydrate!"

The team members felt like they had been granted a pardon. They struggled to crawl to the water bottles and greedily drank the water, feeling every muscle in their bodies screaming in agony.

However, when their gaze inadvertently drifted towards the dormitory building, they witnessed a scene that nearly made them spit out their water—Luo Fei from the Ganjiang team was actually gathering there with his teammates.

"What...what are they doing? Are they finally awake and ready to start training?"

One of the Shanghai team members, panting heavily, asked in confusion.

"Who knows... It's all so mysterious..."

Another person echoed.

Just then, Luo Fei appeared out of nowhere and produced a standard size 5 soccer ball. He held it in his arms and then loudly announced to the Ganjiang team members lined up in front of him.

"Attention everyone! Today's special training subject is—playing soccer!"

He pointed to a relatively flat patch of grass next to him.

"4V4 mini-tournament, free team formation! Simple rules, the team with the most goals wins! The losing team has to wash the winners' smelly socks for a week every night! Now, divide into groups!"

Luo Fei's words were like another bomb, leaving the members of the Ganjiang team completely stunned!

"Kick...play soccer?"

"Brother Fei...you're not kidding, are you? Weren't we here for special training?"

"Exactly, what kind of training is playing football?"
What does this have to do with the International Special Police Challenge?

Washing smelly socks?! No way!

The team members were in an uproar, all thinking that Luo Fei had been scared out of his wits by the commander and was starting to talk nonsense.

Luo Fei's eyes widened.

"What are you yelling about?! How can playing football not be training? It's about reaction time, speed, teamwork, split-second judgment, and energy management!"
There's a lot to learn here! Enough talk, let's form groups! Anyone who lingers is out running 20 kilometers right now!

Upon hearing "twenty kilometers," everyone immediately fell silent, their faces contorted with reluctance as they began to divide into groups.

Meanwhile, on the training ground, the members of the Flying Tigers and the Shanghai team, as well as the instructors of the Snow Leopard, all saw Luo Fei carrying a soccer ball and leading his team toward the grass on the side, and they were all dumbfounded.

"They...they went to play football?"

One of the Flying Tigers rubbed his eyes, thinking he was hallucinating.

"Holy crap! They're really playing football! 4v4? And they're betting on washing socks?"

The other person's jaw almost dropped to the ground.

"What exactly is this Ganjiang team doing here? Are they here for tourism?"

"And they're already making pledges to be in the top three? I'd say they're more like the top three in a madhouse!"

Flying Tigers Captain Zeng Zhiqiang watched this scene with undisguised contempt and disdain on his face, and snorted coldly.

"A cheap trick! Clowns! Expecting this kind of team to achieve results is simply a pipe dream! Let's train our own game and ignore them!"

Even the elite soldiers of the Snow Leopard, including Qin Feipeng, were all stunned and speechless when they saw Luo Fei and his men actually marking out a field on the grass and starting to play football in a very professional manner.

Qin Feipeng was secretly relieved that he had made a decisive "escape" earlier. It would have been pointless to argue with such an unpredictable madman!

However, what happened next instantly turned everyone's disdain and doubt into utter astonishment!

The football rolled to Luo Fei's feet by accident. He seemed to take two steps with a casual run-up, then raised his right foot and seemingly casually flicked the ball!
"Bang!!"

A deep, muffled bang, like a cannon firing, suddenly rang out!

The soccer ball seemed to be given life and rocket boosters, transforming into a white afterimage almost invisible to the naked eye, soaring into the sky at a terrifying speed that defied the laws of physics! It tore through the air, accompanied by a sharp whistling sound, and hurtled towards the distant horizon!

Everyone's eyes involuntarily followed the white line, their necks craning sore from looking up.

The ball... flew over the playground, over the distant obstacle course, over the high wall... and finally became a small black dot, disappearing from everyone's sight. It was estimated that it landed at least four or five hundred meters away!
The entire base seemed to have been muted.

Dead!

Absolute silence!
On the training ground, the Flying Tigers and Shanghai team members, who were just exhausted like dead dogs, all froze, remaining in the postures of drinking water, wiping sweat, and talking, like statues.

Their mouths were agape, their eyes widened, and their minds went completely blank.

The elite soldiers of Snow Leopard, including Ren Hailong and Qin Feipeng, were all petrified.

Qin Feipeng even subconsciously swallowed, his back instantly soaked with cold sweat.

Four or five hundred meters?!
Is that a foot or a grenade launcher?! How could a human possibly have such power?!

The Ganjiang team members were stunned on the grass. Looking at Luo Fei's relaxed manner, as if he had just kicked the ball casually, and thinking about the football that disappeared into the sky, they all felt a chill run from the soles of their feet to the top of their heads! Luo Fei clapped his hands as if he had done something insignificant and lazily said to the dumbfounded team members.

"What are you all standing there for? Go get the ball! Do you expect me to go get it myself?"

He pointed to the general direction in which the football disappeared.

"I guess it's in the wasteland outside the base, who would go?"

Looking at that distant, hopeless direction, and then thinking about Luo Fei's terrifying leg strength, the team members shook their heads like rattles.

"Ahem... Well, Fei-ge, let's train first... no, let's play soccer first, I... I'll go get another ball..."

Shen Junjie stammered as he scrambled to the equipment room to find a spare soccer ball.

Luo Fei shrugged indifferently and called to his still-shaken teammates to continue the group competition.

Commander Chen Weiguo sat in the car returning to headquarters, his fingers unconsciously tapping his knees, his brows furrowed.

Luo Fei's young yet resolute face, along with his earth-shattering "top three" pledge and his vow to "atone with death," swirled in his mind like a curse.

Having spent decades in the military, he considered himself extremely accurate in judging people, but this Luo Fei was like a fog, completely unfathomable to him.

On the one hand, Luo Fei's identity as the director of the National Security Special Case Bureau and the superhuman speed he displayed proved that he was no ordinary person and might even possess some abilities beyond common sense.

On the other hand, he led the team to sleep during training time and now he's going to play football... This behavior is in no way compatible with words like "serious," "hardworking," and "striving for the top three."

"What on earth is this kid up to?"

Chen Weiguo muttered to himself, his heart filled with intense curiosity and doubt.

He pondered for a moment, then gave instructions to the guards in the front row.

"Make arrangements to have someone keep an eye on the Ganjiang team, especially that Luo Fei. I need to know exactly what they're doing every single day, every single hour! Report any unusual activity to me immediately!"

"Yes! Chief!"

The guard staff immediately accepted the order.

Thus, there came the scout who hid at a high vantage point and used binoculars and a satellite phone to report on Luo Fei leading his team to play football.

The first day passed in this strange yet relaxed atmosphere. Under Luo Fei's "leadership," the members of the Ganjiang Special Police Team conducted "specialized football training" in the morning, and the afternoon even turned into a "friendly basketball match."

Aside from Luo Fei's occasional astonishingly superhuman physical abilities, the entire training process was filled with laughter and joy; it was more like a team-building activity organized by the company than a special training session.

Later that afternoon, Luo Fei also found Battalion Commander Wang, who was in charge of logistics at the base. He somehow managed to get Battalion Commander Wang to drive him away from the military camp, saying that they were going to "prepare for the subsequent training".

The team members looked at each other, completely baffled as to what their captain was up to.

The next day, at seven o'clock in the morning.

As the members of the Flying Tigers and the Shanghai team began another day of inhumane extreme physical training amidst the roars of their instructors at Snow Leopard, the members of the Ganjiang Special Police Team were also gathered by Luo Fei downstairs at their dormitory.

Unlike the day before when they slept until they naturally woke up, everyone got up relatively early today, but their faces were filled with confusion and a hint of barely perceptible anticipation—after yesterday's "enjoyable" ball games, they subconsciously felt that today's "training" shouldn't be too painful, right?

"Everyone is here?"

Luo Fei glanced at the line, a smile on his face that was hard to read.

"Great, it seems everyone got a good rest."

Our formal training camp begins today!

Formal training camp?

The team members perked up, their curiosity piqued. Were they finally about to begin real, intense training? How rigorous would it be? Would it be even more grueling than the Snow Leopard training?

However, Luo Fei did not announce the five-kilometer weightlifting or extreme obstacle course as they had expected.

He simply waved his hand.

"boarding!"

Two military SUVs were already parked nearby.

Filled with doubt, the team members climbed onto the vehicle one by one.

The car started and drove out of the heavily guarded training base, heading towards the city.

"Brother Fei, where are we going?"

Wu Peixiong couldn't help but ask, looking blankly at the street scene rushing past the window.

"You'll know when we get there."

Luo Fei sat in the passenger seat, eyes closed, resting, his tone indifferent.

The car wound its way through the crowds before finally stopping outside the gate of a dusty, noisy construction site.

"get off!"

Luo Fei was the first to jump off the car.

The team members followed and were stunned when they saw the construction site, which looked like a giant steel forest, with the roar of the mixers, the rotation of the tower cranes, the busy figures of the workers, and the smell of cement and metal in the air.

What...where is this place?
Training ground? Wait a minute!
Before they could react, the two military SUVs had already turned around without hesitation, kicking up a cloud of dust and speeding away.

"Brother Fei... what... what are we doing at the construction site?"

Shen Junjie looked around at his surroundings and felt an extreme sense of unreality.

Luo Fei didn't answer directly. Instead, he walked to the security booth at the entrance of the construction site, said a few words to the security guard inside, and then came back carrying a large sack.

He took out yellow safety helmets from the sack and handed them out to the team members one by one.

"Put them on, everyone. You must wear safety helmets when entering the construction site. It's the rule."

Luo Fei casually put one on himself.

"No, Fei-ge, you have to tell us what we're supposed to do in this godforsaken place, right?"

Chen Fan couldn't help but frown and ask, he simply couldn't reconcile the noisy and chaotic construction site in front of him with the "top three in the International Special Police Challenge".

Luo Fei glanced around at the team members, whose faces were filled with question marks and resistance, and finally revealed the answer in a matter-of-fact tone.

"What are we doing? Training."

"train?!"

Everyone spoke in unison, their voices filled with a sense of absurdity.

"Training at the construction site?!"

"Brother Fei, you're not kidding, are you? We're SWAT officers, not construction workers!"

"That's right!

What kind of training is this? Are they treating us like laborers?

Faced with the doubts and dissatisfaction of his teammates, Luo Fei's expression turned serious. His gaze swept over each person, and his voice became deep.

"Labor? It seems you still don't understand. Let me ask you, is physical fitness training the same as exercise?"

"Yes, but..."

"Lifting weights at the gym is exercise, running on the track is exercise, and here, working with your own strength is also exercise! And it's the most primitive, purest, and most effective way to hone your physical resilience and coordination!" (End of Chapter)