I'm not a genius detective

Chapter 1 Police Academy Han Ling
Gangwon Province, Cheongchang City.

In a state between dreaming and waking, Han Ling's eyelids trembled.

A splitting headache washed over Han Ling, and with all her might, she opened her eyes; the light was dim.

The turbidity is not pure darkness, but a heavy, granular gray.

Two seconds later, the murky light was replaced by white light, and gradually objects became visible, with the line of sight outlining the spatial contours.

It is a living room.

As her headache gradually subsided, Han Ling turned her head to broaden her field of vision and found herself half-lying on the sofa in the living room.

Memories, like fragments salvaged from a shipwreck, merged together, and Han Ling quickly regained consciousness.

"I shot myself in the temple, and I'm still not dead?"

"wrong!"

Han Ling's expression changed, and she straightened up despite her headache, adjusting her posture to look ahead.

Next to the TV wall is a full-length mirror, reflecting... a stranger.

An unfamiliar face, an unfamiliar hairstyle, an unfamiliar figure; wearing a gray t-shirt and black pants, in his early twenties.

This is terrifying.

At this moment, the headache suddenly worsened, becoming several times more severe than before. Han Ling instinctively covered his head and let out a muffled groan.

This pain was strange; Han Ling had never experienced it before. The pain was mixed with intense dizziness, as if he were sitting on a giant swing at several times the speed, while a sharp object was churning in his brain.

"Grass!"

Han Ling couldn't help but curse, and new fragments of memory began to piece together.

[Han Ling... an orphan... a graduate of Jiangyuan Police Academy... a new police officer undergoing induction training.]

"Time travel? Same name as someone else?"

Han Ling found it hard to accept this fact, even though she had gained a new life.

He habitually reached for his cigarettes, but he only had a lighter in his pocket.

The predecessor used to smoke, but it has already finished smoking.

Just as her memory was beginning to resurface, a rapid knocking on the door interrupted her, followed by a man's shouts.

"Han Ling! We've confirmed you're the murderer! Open the door! It's over!"

Han Ling turned his head slightly, ignoring him.

His new memories told him that the person who had just spoken was Zhang Yunhang, who had ranked first in the provincial police recruitment exam in Qingchang City.

"Han Ling! Stop struggling! Your attempt to cover it up is very crude!"

Outside the door, Zhang Yunhang was still knocking and shouting. The light from the hallway shone on his slightly handsome face, revealing a hint of arrogance.

Behind him stood five new police officers, three men and two women.

"Yunhang, thank goodness for you. Your keen observation and quick thinking are remarkable, otherwise we might have been fooled by Han Ling."

The girl who spoke was named Peng Yao. She had short hair and a pretty face. She applied to the same unit as Zhang Yunhang, the Criminal Investigation Detachment of the Qingchang City Public Security Bureau. She and Zhang Yunhang had just met during a police drill and she had a good impression of him.

The two have different majors; Peng Yao studied criminal science and technology at the police academy, while Zhang Yunhang studied investigation. They will be colleagues in the future.

As for Han Ling, she applied to work at a police station, which is two levels lower than the municipal bureau.

Another young man chimed in, "Han Ling performed well, applying police academy knowledge in reverse. He probably had his potential unleashed by Lin Rong yesterday, but unfortunately, he's still far behind Yun Hang."

Although the remaining people didn't speak, their expressions showed that they trusted Zhang Yunhang quite a bit.

In the final reconnaissance exercise, the command center designed multiple case frameworks based on different police departments. The new frontline police officers, including criminal investigators, economic investigators, and narcotics officers, were divided into teams by drawing lots and decided to play the role of the murderer or the police. The red team was the police, and the blue team was the murderer and the suspects who were meant to mislead the police.

If you draw the suspect card, you can play around with the case within the framework, with the ultimate goal of escaping the police investigation within the allotted time.

The confrontation between reconnaissance and counter-reconnaissance.

If the murderer is caught, the red team wins; otherwise, the blue team wins.

It is worth mentioning that the red team won in nearly 20 teams. No suspect could escape the investigation because the case framework designed by the command center had too many clues pointing to the suspect. Even if the investigation difficulty was increased on this basis, a police academy graduate could not do much in a short time, let alone do it perfectly.

Or rather, the command center intentionally increased the difficulty for the Blue team so that the Red team could win. After all, letting the "criminals" win would be a bit of a slap in the face to the "police"—even if it was just a drill.

All the new police officers participating in the exercise were aware of this.

Zhang Yunhang, Han Ling, and others were the last team, and their dozens of days of training were about to end.

“Han Ling has done too much.” When Lin Rong was mentioned, Zhang Yunhang’s smile faded and his tone became humble. “The more you do, the more mistakes you make; the less you do, the fewer mistakes you make; if you do nothing, you make no mistakes. Han Ling didn’t understand this.”

Peng Yao agreed: "That's right, he probably watches too many movies."

After exchanging a few words, Zhang Yunhang continued knocking on the door: "Han Ling! Where is she? Open the door!"

The young man on the team spoke up: "Not here? Or have you given up entirely?"

This drill was very realistic, with many extras from film and television bases participating. The overall process, from reporting the incident to on-site investigation, questioning relevant personnel, and in-depth investigation, was quite complete.

Each suspect has their own temporary residence and temporary identity.

However, according to the rules, the Blue Team is free to move around the entire film and television base.

"Break down the door." Zhang Yunhang was decisive. He looked around and pulled out a hammer from the pile of clutter in the stairwell. This kind of old-fashioned door lock could be smashed open by force.

"Break down the door?"

Peng Yao and the others were taken aback and hesitated for a moment, after all, this was just a drill.

Zhang Yunhang, who had a penchant for giving advice, explained: "There are two reasons for choosing to breach the goal. First, the command center had already stated before the exercise that there are attrition limits within the film and television base, which means the rules allow us to cause some damage."

The second point is the most important. Criminal investigation drills have a time limit; we only have two hours left. If Han Ling is inside, her refusal to open the door is likely an attempt to stall for time. We must go in and check.”

Seeing that Zhang Yunhang was a little impatient, Peng Yao looked at him meaningfully and said with a hint of sourness, "That Lin Rong said yesterday that if Han Ling could win on behalf of the Blue Team, she would consider accepting his advances. You wouldn't have been influenced by that statement, would you?"

Upon hearing this, the remaining four people also looked over, as if they were watching a melon seed.

Jiangyuan Police Academy is a provincial police academy that only recruits students from within the province. However, this recruitment exam has restrictions on the candidates' household registration. Therefore, the new police officers participating in the police drills are all alumni, so it depends on whether they know each other or how well they are familiar with each other.

Anyway, the six of them weren't familiar with Han Ling, mainly because they were in different classes. Jiangyuan Police Academy has several classes for each major, such as the Detective Studies major, which has four classes.

Lin Rong was a campus beauty at Jiangyuan Police Academy, majoring in economic crime investigation, and was admitted to the Economic Crime Investigation Division of the Municipal Public Security Bureau.

Lin Rong had excellent academic performance, came from a wealthy family, and was beautiful, so she never lacked suitors during her four years of university, but none of them were successful.

Han Ling is one of them, and she's quite persistent about it.

I heard that Zhang Yunhang also pursued her.

As for Peng Yao... she became acquainted with Zhang Yunhang during this exercise, and judging from her behavior in the past few days, she seems to be very interested in Zhang Yunhang.

Relationships are complicated, especially when multiple people are involved.

Peng Yao's words made Zhang Yunhang's expression stiffen slightly, but he smiled and said, "Lin Rong was obviously just fooling him. Besides, what does this have to do with what I said? I was just seriously completing the training."

Peng Yao, unsure whether she believed it or not, didn't ask further and said, "Wouldn't it be a bit dishonest to stall for time like this?"

Zhang Yunhang: "You can't say they cheated; they made full use of the rules, within a reasonable range."

Please make way.

The five people took two steps back.

Zhang Yunhang raised the hammer in his hand.

living room.

Upon hearing this, Han Ling slowly stood up.

Zhang Yunhang was actually right. In the new memory, some of Han Ling's actions were indeed a bit superfluous and completely unnecessary.

The less you do, the fewer mistakes you make. Fresh graduates from police academy don't know how to play the role of a qualified criminal.

Being too eager to win can impair your judgment.

"Lin Rong?"

"I remember him being quite good-looking, but a simp always ends up with nothing. Where do you, an orphan, get the courage? But in this respect, you're better than those who don't even dare to pursue someone."

The vandalism had already begun outside the door. Han Ling quickly walked into the bedroom, taking out her Nokia phone from her pocket to check the time: 7:28 PM.

Arriving at the bedroom window, Han Ling opened it and looked out.

The moonlight was dim, everything was quiet, there were streetlights and modern buildings, but few people. There were no cars on the streets, and a few pedestrians could be seen strolling by. It was very quiet.

Those pedestrians were extras.

A few seconds later, Han Ling turned around. There was a chair in the bedroom, and the window wasn't big; the chair should be able to block it.

Jumping from the third floor is not an option, but the bed sheets in the bedroom can be used.

"Since the original owner didn't like Zhang Yunhang, I'll help you out as a way of thanking you."

boom!
boom!
Click!

The door lock was broken, so Zhang Yunhang and the others quickly walked in.

No one was in the living room.

"Han Ling?!"

"Search separately!"

The group dispersed, and the two-bedroom, one-living-room apartment was quickly searched.

"Yunhang! Something's happened here!"

There seemed to be a discovery in the master bedroom, and shouts rang out, drawing everyone's attention.

A chair was wedged into the bedroom window, with a strip of cloth tied to the back of the chair. Zhang Yunhang quickly walked to the window, pulled out the chair, and peered out. The long strip of cloth swayed slowly, with nothing at the bottom.

It was obvious that Han Ling had used the tools in the room to escape, leaving everyone dumbfounded.

Upon realizing this, even Zhang Yunhang was almost taken aback: "Can...run? Does the rule allow running?"

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