Chen Yan's daily life has entered a happy mode.

The other side flower No. 3 case has come to an end.

Even the city is calm.

Chen Yan's 2nd Detective Team, everyone seems to have not been very busy this past week.

There are no cases of stealing chickens and dogs, and no cases of color services.

Many people have been able to commute to get off work as normal 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 was wrong, and got into trouble with some young ladies who didn't return home at night.

According to the intelligence that Wang Gang and the others spied on, there is basically a harvest every day.

I've been picking up several color dens lately.

"Team Chen, why don't we also conduct a few raids?"

Zhao Bing felt that the old leaders were flourishing over there, and they couldn't be left behind.

Chen Yan went and waved his hand: "We have a clean air here, how can there be so many young ladies who don't go home." "Besides, when the water is clear, there are no fish. ’

"The economy needs to develop and people need to live.

"Feasting and feasting are the fireworks in the world."

weekend.

Miss Yu is practicing calligraphy in the study.

This is not arty, Miss Yu's calligraphy is really good.

Although it is not a masterpiece, Chen Yan can see that the calligraphy of Miss Yu is definitely hard work.

The silver hook iron painting, with a strong stroke, was obviously taught by a famous master.

Sister Yu, who practiced calligraphy with calligraphy, also wore some ancient charm.

The long ink dress outlines Shen Yunyi's perfect waist.

A tassel pendant at the waist swings gently with the wind.

Rolled up long hair, bound by a hairpin

Chen Yan leaned on the door of the study and watched intently.

The sketch pen in his hand rustled.

Chen Yan is drawing a sketch for Sister Xiaoyu.

Painting specialization is not only useful when solving crimes.

In just twenty minutes, the sketch was complete.

He gently hugged Sister Xiao Yu's boneless waist, and the hot breath hit Shen Yunyi's earlobe: "Look at my sketch, if you like it or not."

Miss Yu put down her brush and leaned slightly on Chen Yan behind her.

The seductive curves fit tightly, and he picked up the sketch handed over by Chen Yan: "Well, as long as it is drawn by you, I like it.

The smile on Miss Yu's face was as bright as the sun.

When Shen Yunyi first discovered that Chen Yan could draw, he was astonished.

She really didn't expect that her stinky brother not only solved the case, but also had artistic skills.

That night, Miss Yu was a hard worker.

Harmful Chen Yan ate ten plump oysters the next day.

Big pig's hoof, wandering uneasy: "Well, as long as you like it."

"Would you like me to take another picture of you?"

rub!

Xiao Yu's face was slightly red, and she still didn't know what Chen Yan's photo meant.

Shen Yunyi turned around and faced Chen Yan face to face, with both hands hanging on Chen Yan's neck: "I don't want to.

With a slight force on her toes, Sister Yu jumped onto Chen Yan, her legs were pinched around Chen Yan's waist, like a koala. Chen Yan naturally supported Miss Yu: "Why don't you guarantee that the painting is particularly beautiful!"

The hoof exerted a little force, as if touching a magic switch.

Xiao Yu's body was sore and weak, and she collapsed on Chen Yan's body all of a sudden, her breath was slightly heavy.

"Damn it baby!"

At this time, Chen Yan is generally more irritable.

The pen, ink, paper and inkstone on the desk fell to the ground with a crackle.

Only Shen Yunyi, the occasional exclamation.

Early on Sunday morning, Chen Yan did not harm Miss Yu.

Because, the two are going to the capital early this morning.

Anyway, it was a private plane with a big bed inside, which was super comfortable.

If you are tired, you can rest. After all, it takes more than two hours to fly in the sky.

2pm.

14 Yongning Street.

This is Chen Yan's second visit to the team.

The last time I came here, it was summoned by a superior. Chen Yan and the leader were chatting with each other. After coming out, they became a temporary borrower 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 entrance of the small building, Wang Min greeted Chen Yan in person.

Patting Chen Yan's shoulder, Wang Min nodded: "Follow me."

Today's 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 stunned.

On both sides of Wang Min's chest, there are medals of merit hanging on it.

First-class Merit Medal, six!

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 gong is on the top, and the others are on the bottom.

In addition, on Wang Min's left chest, there are two golden medals that are smaller than other medals.

Extraordinary work!

Are these two special meritorious feats?

Is it true that Chen Yan wants to rub his eyes?

"Brother Wang" Chen Yan couldn't help but stepped forward and grabbed the two special merit medals on Wang Min's left chest: "This is a special merit?!"

Snapped!

Wang Min slapped Chen Yan's right hand: "Why, there are people who dare to fake this thing?"

Gan!

Really!

Chen Yan remembered what this thing looked like

When I was in the police academy, the teacher showed it to everyone.

It was a retired old detective hero.

He donated all the medals he had won in his life to the police academy

Among them, there is a special merit medal.

"You kid can get six merit medals. I have been born and died for so many years, can't I have more merit medals?"

Versailles!

The cliffs of Versailles.

How many do you have?

Two special grades, six first grades, and twelve second grades!

What do you mean, there is no place for third-class gong to hang on your chest, right?

Chen Yan certainly did not believe that Wang Min had not won third-class merit.

However, Wang Min did not have a third-class medal on his chest.

Why, there is no place to hang up.

so special

Chen Yan looked down at his chest.

The left chest is okay, two rows, six medals of merit.

The right side is empty.

Originally, Chen Yan felt that he was pretty cool.

Looking at it now, it's still a long way off.

This distance is not a star and a half, but a world of difference!

China's 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.

Going up, there is, but it is no longer a merit, but a medal of heroism.

That thing, as long as you wear it, no matter what position you have in the detective system, you must first salute when you see it!

Even if you are only a third-order detective, and the other party is a first-order detective and supervisor, the supervisor must first salute when he sees you.

"Today is the annual merit award ceremony of the general team, you will be the representative and you will come to the stage.

Chen Yan nodded, he knew this.

Qin Chuan had informed him in advance.

However, fortunately this time, there is no need to speak on behalf of Chen Yan, and things are a lot less.

Three o'clock sharp.

The conference hall on the first floor of the corps.

In the hall that can do more than 300 people, there are no empty seats.

Everyone sat upright and silent.

Those who can enter this venue for a meeting are either representatives of meritorious deeds, who will be awarded personal first-class merits today, or the bosses of various detective battalions.

Of course I understand the rules.

"Comrades, the Detective Corps Merit Award Ceremony has officially begun!"

Yan Hua, the vice-captain of the general team, who once had a relationship with Chen Yan, presided over the meeting.

Sang Zhenguo, the captain of the corps, spoke first.

Then, the collective first-class merit is awarded.

three collectives.

One of them is the grass-roots detective unit affiliated to the Yunnan Provincial Detective Brigade.

Half a year ago, in an encounter with outlaws, six detectives, only ordinary batons, fought to the death with three gunmen

Four died and two were seriously injured.

Among them, the three sacrificed handcuffed one end of the handcuffs to the gangster's ankle and the other to their own wrists, and hugged each other tightly until they sacrificed.

Buying time for later support troops.

It was the captain of this grass-roots detective team who came to the stage and awarded the honor.

After wearing the medal, the captain saluted the team captain Sang Zhenguo.

However, he saluted with his left hand, because the sleeve of his right hand was already empty.

Even on the left hand, only the bare forearm is exposed.

Sang Zhenguo, who used to chat with Chen Yan at home, was slightly stunned on the stage.

Thin and straight.

Snapped!

salute!

Yan Hua's voice sounded at the same time: "All stand up!"

"To the Honorary Representative

"Respectfully

present!"

Swish!

The neat and orderly salute expresses the rest of the people's salute to this detective unit

Next, it is the representative of the individual first-class merit award.

Eight people in total.

The reason why I say representatives is not to say that there are still people who have not come.

This year, the National Detective Corps, the first-class detectives who were awarded the honor, are all alive here.

72 First Class Merit Medals.

8 representatives came to the stage.

Chen Yan is one of them.

"All have!

"To! All the detectives who died on the front line! A moment of silence!"

The ceremony was brief.

This time, no honorary representative spoke.

However, Chen Yan knew that when the eight first-class individuals who were awarded the honors came to power, everything was in it.

Of the eight people, two of them were in wheelchairs, and two of them had empty sleeves.

After leaving the team, it was still Chen Yan sent by Wang Min.

"Chen Yan, protect yourself, and I hope to see you on the stage to award honors next time!"

Chen Yan nodded.

He understood what Wang Min meant.

To be able to come to power means that he is alive.