487: 447 487: 447 Jiang Yuan grilled beef slices.
The slices were thin, cut by the beef slicing sage himself from the central market in Ningtai County—over a decade ago, when Jiang Fuzhen was not yet flourishing, he was just an ordinary beef stall owner.
Later, because Jiang Fuzhen he bought so much, the most hardworking and persistent beef stall owner in the market gradually evolved into a at cutting craftsman.
In recent years, with his hair graying, he had the air of a slicing sage.
A person who cuts at every day, after doing it for more than a decade, produces slices that are uniformly thin and perfectly marbled.
When grabbing a piece of beef, the direction and angle of the slices naturally co to mind, and the at slices take shape as expected.
This state was also nurtured by the increasingly discerning appetites of the hundreds of people in Jiang Village, from top to bottom.
The thin beef slices, about 90% lean, let out a slight “sizzle” when placed on the hot, barely greased cast-iron pot.
Then, the tender red at quickly turned pink, stiffened for two seconds, and began to show so gray.
At that ti, flipping the slices over, just one or two seconds were enough to pick them up and eat.
The slices at this point were essentially well-done, and due to the cooking ti and thinness, were extrely tender.
Moreover, unlike steak tenderness that cos from intramuscular fat, these tiny slices were fully cooked and lean.
Their tenderness was a result of the muscle fibers being cut and proteins denaturing, offering a slightly different texture that was no less delicious than steak.
Because there was so little fat, you could eat a lot of such beef slices without feeling greasy.
When Jiang Yuan saw Yu Wenshu arrive, he first picked up the just-cooked slices from the pot, ate them, and took a sip of apple vinegar before asking, “Chief Yu?
Have you eaten?
Co over and have so?”
He looked quite polite and easy-going, but Yu Wenshu’s mind seed to be in another space.
Originally, he had prepared to praise Jiang Yuan for his hard and impressive work.
At first, he had planned to join Xu Taining in a costly investigation.
Initially, it was because of a case that had left him frazzled.
While his thoughts still drifted in the stream of ti, Yu Wenshu’s body reached the office of Jiang Yuan, who was expertly grilling at.
Yu Wenshu didn’t know how to express his current mood.
Li Ting held up a microphone and asked, “This must be our officer Jiang Yuan, right?”
As a journalist not afraid of eccentricities, even if Jiang Yuan were grilling an entire carcass in his office, she would first snap pictures, then think about how to coax a story out of it…
Jiang Yuan noticed the cara, put down his chopsticks, smiled and nodded, then asked, “If you want to chat, let’s sit down and talk.
Please turn off the cara, as I have so evidence here that’s not suitable for filming.”
The only evidence he had were nails, but he also had at in the pot, and eating under a cara was uncomfortable.
Besides, eating at in the office was as inappropriate for public viewing as fortune-telling would be.
“Let’s turn it off first.” Yu Wenshu sat down opposite Jiang Yuan, sighed, and said, “How co you’re grilling at?”
“I haven’t eaten for a day and a night.” Jiang Yuan got a bowl and dishes for Yu Wenshu, then pointed to a glass jar, “Inside is dipping sauce, dry seasoning.
It tastes better with it, but if you don’t like it, you can eat the at plain.”
Yu Wenshu was taken aback, “You haven’t eaten for a day and a night?”
“Yeah, thinking it should be the fourth offense now, the last day, just giving it all I’ve got today.” Jiang Yuan stuffed another large piece of at into his mouth, his face full of bliss.
Embarrassnt appeared on Yu Wenshu’s face.
Li Ting deliberately asked a foolish question, “Why not eat?
Taking a break to eat sothing shouldn’t waste too much ti, right?”
“Eating affects judgent, and efficiency would decrease,” Jiang Yuan simply replied.
He turned to get bowls and chopsticks for Li Ting and the photographer, then smilingly said, “Lucky I bought a lot of at, I was starving.
I bought a bunch, so we can eat without worry.”
With that, he carefully picked out slices of beef from the basin and spread them on the grill.
Sizzle.
Sizzling…
The sound of grilling made the office feel cozy.
Jiang Yuan then turned the fan-type range hood up to its highest setting, and the scent of grilled at was sent whooshing out of the window.
“This at is all from Angus cattle, very high quality.
Give it a try.” Jiang Yuan encouraged just once before he turned the at and began eating again.
For grilling, Angus beef was almost the most suitable.
Wagyu had too much fat and was only good in small amounts.
It might taste better with rice.
As for Chinese cattle breeds, it’s natural they’re not as tasty since traditional agriculture required breeds good for both at and draft work—not being grown for consumption or perfect cuisine is nothing to be ashad of, nor is it sothing to dwell upon.
And this is not about a predisposition to being overweight.
Jiang Yuan was very serious about barbecuing.
It was evident he was truly hungry, focusing solely on eating the at and showing no interest in the reporter and the squadron chief.
Li Ting tried to start a conversation and asked Jiang Yuan about the story of the nails, but she got no response.
Then turning her head, the caraman quietly set up the bowls and chopsticks and voluntarily started helping with the barbecue.
The savory aroma of at filled the air.
They just ate.
All four people had their reasons for not wishing to speak, and only the act of barbecuing was enthusiastic and straightforward.
A pot of at was swiftly finished, and Jiang Yuan tore open two more vacuum-packed bags of beef to pour into the pot, continuing to lay strips onto the grill with tongs.
When this pot of at was nearly finished, Jiang Yuan finally saw the system’s notification:
Task completed: Nail Gun Murder Case.
Task content: The deaths of three consecutive victims left Yu Wenshu uneasy and anxious.
To solve this case, he would do anything, seize the opportunity!
Task reward: Vehicle Trace Identification (LV3)
…
Jiang Yuan’s feeling of tiredness almost vanished completely.
Vehicle trace identification was naturally a very useful skill.
Although LV3 wasn’t a very high level, it was certainly sufficient.
On the other hand, this also indicated that the criminal had been captured.
At the sa ti, Yu Wenshu’s phone began to ring.
“We got him, lured him out to pick up a package and then nabbed him.” The jubilation of the criminal investigators was unmistakable over the phone.
This case had gripped everyone, and they all knew the consequences if it wasn’t solved promptly.
“Well done,” Yu Wenshu rose excitedly and asked, “Did you find the weapon?
Did you find the nail gun?”
“We found it.
He was keeping it in his house,” the voice on the other end paused montarily, then continued, “We also found his cri planning docunts, over a dozen pages.
This guy really went all out to commit murder.
According to his plan, he would have gone to Jinbird Ridge to kill in two days.”
Yu Wenshu furrowed his brows, Jinbird Ridge was a bit of a distance away; if another murder took place there, it really would have been a case of cris blossoming in every direction of Changyang City.
“Good that he’s caught…
good that he’s caught…” Yu Wenshu heaved a sigh of relief, then asked, “No one was hurt, right?”
“Uh…”
Soone was injured?” Yu Wenshu was alard, wasn’t it supposed to have been an easy apprehension?
“Sort of.
The injuries were minor, just slight wounds.”
“That’s good, that’s good,” Yu Wenshu repeated, then asked, “Who was injured?”
“That would be…
Mu Zhiyang, whom Jiang Yuan brought over.”
Images of several people nursing injuries popped into Yu Wenshu’s mind as he asked, “How did he get hurt?”
On the other end of the phone, the investigator seed to chuckle before continuing, “During our capture, Mu Zhiyang actually wasn’t nearby.
Soone bumped into a shelf at the express service point, and packages fell from above, hitting Mu Zhiyang, causing so bleeding.
It looked like a minor external injury.”
Yu Wenshu was inwardly astounded by their luck; even if the package was lighter or the hit less direct, it wouldn’t necessarily have resulted in an injury.
However, since the injury had happened, Yu Wenshu naturally couldn’t voice these thoughts and simply said, “Make sure to write it up clearly in the report, it’s considered an injury sustained on duty.”
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