Chapter 165 A Married Life without Shame or Shame
Chen Yan's daily life has entered happiness mode.
The Bianhua No. 3 case has come to a complete conclusion.
Even the city is calm.
Everyone in Chen Yan's Second Detective Squadron didn't seem too busy this past week.
There is no case of surreptitiousness, nor is there any case of color services.
Many people have been able to commute to get off work normally recently.
The days are harmonious and beautiful.
However, I heard that the first team has been very busy recently.
Liu Qingshan didn't know what happened, but got into trouble with some young ladies who stayed out all night.
According to the intelligence spied on by Wang Gang and the others, there is basically something harvested there every day.
Recently, I have opened several color dens.
"Team Chen, how about we also conduct a few raids?'
Zhao Bing felt that the old leader was prosperous there, so he could not lag behind here.
Chen Yan waved his hand: "Our place is clean and upright, how can there be so many young ladies who don't go home." "Besides, if the water is clear, there will be no fish." ’
“The economy needs to develop and people need to live.
"Fun and feasting are the fireworks in the world."
weekend.
Sister Xiaoyu is practicing calligraphy in the study room.
This is not to be arty, Xiao Yujie’s calligraphy is really good.
Although it was not a masterpiece by a famous artist, Chen Yan could see that Xiao Yujie had definitely worked hard on her calligraphy.
The iron paintings with silver hooks and strong strokes were obviously taught by famous masters.
The little lady who is practicing calligraphy also wears something with some ancient charm.
The long ink skirt outlines Shen Yunyi's perfect waist.
The tassel pendant around the waist swings gently in the wind.
The long hair is tied up by a hairpin
Chen Yan leaned against the door of the study and watched attentively.
The sketch pen in his hand rustled.
Chen Yan is drawing a sketch for Xiao Yujie.
Painting specialization is not only useful when solving crimes.
In just twenty minutes, the sketch was completed.
Gently hugging Miss Yu's boneless waist, her hot breath hit Shen Yunyi's earlobe: "Look at my sketch, do you like it?"
Sister Xiaoyu put down her brush and leaned slightly on Chen Yan behind her.
The alluring curves fit tightly, and he picked up the sketch handed over by Chen Yan: "Well, as long as it's drawn by you, I like it.
The smile on Xiaoyujie's face was as bright as the sun.
When Shen Yunyi first discovered that Chen Yan could actually draw, he was astonished.
She really didn't expect that her bratty brother was not only great at solving crimes, but he also had artistic talent.
That night, Miss Yu was working hard.
The bad Chen Yan ate ten plump oysters the next day.
The big pig's hooves were wandering uneasily: "Well, you can like it."
"Would you like me to draw another portrait for you?'
rub!
Sister Xiaoyu's face was slightly red, but she still didn't know what Chen Yan meant by taking a photo.
Shen Yunyi turned around and faced Chen Yan face to face, with his hands hanging on Chen Yan's neck: "I don't want to
With a little force on her toes, Xiaoyu jumped onto Chen Yan and clamped her legs around Chen Yan's waist, like a koala. Chen Yan naturally supported Xiao Yujie: "Why don't you make sure that the painting is particularly beautiful!'
The hoof exerted slight force, as if it had touched a magic switch.
Sister Yu's whole body was sore and weak, and she suddenly collapsed on Chen Yan, her breathing slightly heavy.
"I hate you Yingying!'
At this time, Chen Yan is usually more irritable.
The pen, ink, paper and inkstone on the desk fell to the floor.
Only Shen Yunyi occasionally screamed.
Early on Sunday morning, Chen Yan did not harm Xiao Yujie.
Because the two of them were going to the capital early this morning.
Anyway, it was a private jet, and there was a big bed inside, which was super comfortable.
If you are tired, you can rest. After all, you still have to fly for more than two hours in the sky.
2pm.
No. 14, Yongning Street.
This is Chen Yan's second time coming to the team.
The last time he came here, he was summoned by his superiors. Chen Yan and his boss chatted about daily life. After he came out, he became a temporary loaner of the Detective Corps. Today, Chen Yan once again stepped into the three-story building in front of him to participate in the award ceremony!
At the door of the small building, Wang Min personally greeted Chen Yan.
Patting Chen Yan's shoulder, Wang Min nodded: "Follow me.'
Today, Wang Min has a serious expression and is wearing a uniform.
The chest of the uniform is covered with badges.
This was the first time Chen Yan saw Wang Min wearing a uniform and a medal of merit.
As a result, Chen Yan was confused.
Both sides of Wang Min's chest were covered with medals of merit.
Six first-class merit medals!
The rest are all second-class merit medals!
On both sides of the chest, there are four rows of merit medals on each side, with three merit medals in each row.
The first-class merit is at the top, and the rest are at the bottom.
In addition, on Wang Min's left chest, there are two shining golden medals that are smaller than the other medals.
Extraordinary merit!
Are these two special meritorious deeds?
Is it true that Chen Yan even wants to rub his eyes?
"Brother Wang" Chen Yan couldn't help but stepped forward and pulled the two special merit medals on Wang Min's left chest: "Is this special merit?!'
Snapped!
Wang Min slapped Chen Yan's right hand: "Why, does anyone dare to fake this thing?"
Gan!
Really!
Chen Yan remembers what this thing looks like
When I was in the police academy, the teacher showed it to everyone.
That is an old detective hero who has retired.
He donated all the medals of merit he had received in his life to the police academy.
Among them, there is a special merit medal.
"You kid can get six medals of merit. I've been born and died for so many years, but I still can't get a few more medals?"
Versailles!
The cliff of Versailles.
How many do you have?
Two special merits, six first-class merits, and twelve second-class merits!
What do you mean, there is no place to hang third-class merit on your chest, right?
Of course Chen Yan didn't believe that Wang Min had not received third-class merit.
However, Wang Min didn't even have a third-class merit medal on his chest.
Why, there is no place to hang it.
What the hell
Chen Yan lowered his head and looked at his chest.
The left chest is okay, with two rows and six merit medals.
The right side is empty.
Originally, Chen Yan thought that he was pretty awesome.
Looking at it now, it’s still far from enough.
This distance is not just a tiny bit, but a world of difference!
The Chinese merit system includes third-class merit, second-class merit, first-class merit and above, and special merit.
This is already the ceiling of the merit system.
Further up, there are, but it is no longer meritorious service, but the Medal of Heroes and Models.
As long as you wear that thing, no matter how high your position is in the detective system, when you see you, you must salute first!
Even if you are only a third-level detective and the other party is a first-level detective supervisor, when he sees you, the supervisor must first salute.
"Today is the annual merit award ceremony of the corps. As a representative, you will be on stage later.
Chen Yan nodded, he knew this.
Qin Chuan had already informed him in advance.
However, fortunately, there is no need for representative Chen Yan to speak this time, so things are much less complicated.
Three o'clock sharp.
The conference hall on the first floor of the corps.
The hall, which can accommodate more than 300 people, was packed with seats.
Everyone was sitting upright and silent.
Those who can enter this venue for the meeting are either representatives of meritorious service, who will be awarded first-class personal merit today, or the bosses of various detective brigades.
Of course you know the rules.
"Comrades, the merit award ceremony of the Detective Corps has officially begun!"
Yan Hua, the deputy captain of the corps who once had a relationship with Chen Yan, chaired the meeting.
Sang Zhenguo, captain of the corps, spoke first.
Then, award first-class collective merit.
Three collectives.
One of them is the grassroots detective unit of the Yun Provincial Detective Brigade.
Six months ago, in an encounter with desperadoes, six detectives, armed only with ordinary batons, fought to the death with three gunmen.
Four people died and two were seriously injured.
Three of the three who died cuffed one end of the handcuffs on the gangster's ankles and the other end on their own wrists. They hugged each other tightly and did not let go until they died.
It bought time for the subsequent supporting troops.
The person who took the stage to receive the award was the captain of this grassroots detective team.
After wearing the medal, the captain saluted Sang Zhenguo, the captain of the corps.
However, he saluted with his left hand because his right sleeve was empty.
Even on the left hand, the only thing showing the sleeve is a bare forearm.
Sang Zhenguo, who used to chat with Chen Yan, was slightly stunned on the stage.
The thin body is upright.
Snapped!
salute!
Yan Hua's voice sounded at the same time: "Everyone stand up!"
"To the honorary representatives
"Respectfully
present!"
Whoosh!
The neat and orderly salute expressed the respect of the remaining people to this detective team.
Next, is the representative of the individual first-class meritorious service.
Eight people in total.
The reason why I say representatives does not mean that there are still people who have not come.
This year, all the detectives from the National Detective Corps who were awarded first-class merit are here.
72 first-class merit medals.
8 representatives came to the stage.
Chen Yan is one of them.
"Everyone has it!
"To! All the detectives who sacrificed their lives on the front line! Silence!"
The ceremony was short.
This time, no honorary representative spoke.
However, Chen Yan knew that when the eight decorated individual first-class attackers came to the stage, everything would be at stake.
Eight people, two in wheelchairs, two with empty sleeves.
After leaving the team, it was still Wang Min's statement.
"Chen Yan, protect yourself. I hope to see you on stage to be awarded a medal next time!"
Chen Yan nodded.
He understood what Wang Min meant.
Being on stage means that he is alive.