Chapter 472 Jiang Yang's strict selection, physical training

There were chaotic footsteps in the corridor, and doctors and nurses rushed into the ward. Jiang Yang stepped aside and stood aside.

After a shot of sedative, Zhang Junde quickly calmed down and fell asleep with his eyes closed.

"The patient is emotionally unstable. At present, it is very likely that he has been overstimulated and has a mental illness."

The chief doctor and the family explained, and Zhang Junde's mother covered her mouth and cried silently.

The couple supported each other, sometimes nodded, and sometimes asked a few questions about the condition.

Seeing this, Jiang Yang and Yu Jing exchanged glances, and several people retreated quietly.

"Let's stop the record here. It is estimated that asking more questions will put more mental pressure on Zhang Junde. He needs more rest now, and he must maintain an optimistic and cheerful mood to help his recovery."

Jiang Yang looked inside through the window glass of the ward door. The three dead people became Zhang Junde's heart disease.

Unfortunately, his healing medicine has no use for mental illness.

He could only watch Zhang Junde walk out by himself.

The group greeted the family members and chatted with the chief doctor before leaving the hospital.

The South China Politics and Law poisoning case caused a sensation across the country. Under such fierce public condemnation, the entire network was paying attention to Pan Zhaoqing's execution on the day of his execution.

As his father, Pan Guang waited outside the execution ground to handle his son's affairs.

It was not until this moment that he felt a little bit of reality.

He was at a loss and desperate.

"I only have one son! Why do you want to cut off the incense of my old Pan family? My son is an academic, why can't he be spared? Damn it, are those who died as good as my son? If they die, they die!"

The gunshots rang out, and Pan Guang shuddered suddenly and came back to his senses, followed by hysterical screams.

The special police standing on both sides with guns were indifferent, and they had no expression on their faces no matter how he wailed.

Only Jiang Yang, who was the person in charge of the poisoning case, punched Pan Guang's temple with a fist, and when the other party was about to fall to the ground, he grabbed his collar and pulled him in front of him.

"Your criminal son planned to kill four young top students, resulting in three deaths and one serious injury. Killing someone means paying with one's life. This has been the case since ancient times."

"No one's life is more precious."

"Pan Zhaoqing's actions destroyed four families, left a baby without a father before he was born, and added another single mother to the world."

"The moment he decided to kill, he had to pay the price for his actions."

Jiang Yang slapped Pan Kuang in the face, causing his cheek to swell and his head to feel dizzy.

"He was sentenced to death because the highest penalty in our country is the death penalty, and death is too easy for him."

After being slapped in the face by a confession, Pan Kuang lost his energy and spirit. He stared at the ground with empty eyes and muttered to himself: "I was wrong. I didn't teach my child well. How could he become like this?"

"He was obviously smart and studious when he was a child. He didn't need adults to teach him!"

Seeing him lying on the ground like a boneless person, Jiang Yang let go of his hand, and the special police on both sides stepped forward to pull Pan Kuang up.

The execution of the murderer did not clear the indignation of the masses.

Various discussions about high-IQ criminals were once again fiercely discussed in major forums.

All domestic universities held emergency meetings to discuss how to improve the ideological and moral standards and legal awareness of college students.

For a time, popular legal education once again entered the university campus with a stronger attitude. In addition to studying professional courses, the top students who were usually admired and envied had to take moral assessments.

At this time, the exchange meeting for young police officers ended, and Zeng Gaojie had returned to the Criminal Investigation Corps to train with everyone.

"One, one, one, two, one! Run! Don't be lazy! Who are you looking at?! I'm talking about you, Mao Yi!"

Jiang Yang jogged outside the team, and his sharp eyes swept over the fat boy at the end of the team, making his legs weak.

Since Deng Yong passed the physical training proposed by Jiang Yang, the first thing he did every morning when he arrived at the Corps was to run twenty laps around the training ground at the back.

According to Jiang Yang, one lap is only more than 200 meters, and 20 laps are not far, just as a warm-up.

However, except for Yu Jing, who was a special police officer, no one in the team could run it easily!

The most eye-catching one was Mao Yi.

The fat boy weighing more than 200 pounds was shaking all over when he ran.

Under the advice of the team doctor, he only needed to run ten laps, otherwise it would be very harmful.

However, Mao Yi couldn't even run ten laps.

He often started panting in the second lap, and sweated all over after just two moves.

"No, you guys are too weak! Your physical fitness is not as good as that of the major police stations in our Rongcheng District!"

Jiang Yang was disgusted, grabbed Mao Yi's collar and ran with him.

"Really, brother Yang? Are all the colleagues in Rongcheng so fierce?"

Gao Jinyang was sweating profusely, and his feet felt like they weighed a thousand pounds.

"I, I really can't do it anymore, Jiang Yang! I'll take over for you, okay? You don't have to pay me back!" Several young team members who actively requested special training were panting and wanted to lie down and take a nap.

However, they trembled when they saw Jiang Yang's oppressive face.

"Thank you?"

Jiang Yang glanced at them, "We are a provincial public security bureau! Of course we have to perform better than local police officers! People like you will be laughed at if you tell others about it! How can you serve the people and set an example for many colleagues?"

When Jiang Yang first arrived at the Rongcheng Criminal Police Brigade, he also trained Guo Jin and others.

To be honest, Gao Jinyang and others' physical fitness was already good compared to Guo Jin at that time.

However, after a period of additional training, the Rongcheng City Criminal Police Brigade has improved to a higher level, but the Criminal Investigation Corps, which has not yet experienced the intensity of Jiangyang's special training, has suffered.

Of course they usually train, but the intensity is not the same.

Especially for technical personnel, such as Mao Yi, the amount of training has not been increased.

After Jiang Yang finished speaking, everyone held their breath. At least they couldn't embarrass the team, right?

After all the complaints, no one really stopped.

Even Mao Yi, who relied entirely on Jiang Yang for the second half of the race, completed his task for the day in the end.

Looking at his colleagues lying on the floor, Jiang Yang smiled with satisfaction.

"Very good, the warm-up is over. In the next half hour, we have a five-kilogram obstacle course!"

"What?"

"Brother Yang, I can't do it! I really can't!"

"Help, Old Deng!"

One after another, wailings passed into the office building. Deng Yong hid behind the window to peek, trembled suddenly, and quickly closed the window and drew the curtains.

A set of operations was done smoothly, and Jiang Yang was afraid that he would get mad and force him to practice!

"Well, this is the working attitude of the people's police. They are usually too lazy. Otherwise, why would our corps be scolded all the time? Isn't it just because of neglect of training?"

Deng Yong muttered to himself and praised Jiang Yang again in his report to the leader.

Other Fuzhou sub-district police stations who heard the rumors followed suit and started additional training.

So, the criminals wandering around the city suddenly discovered why the police were a little more ferocious. !

The thief is running so fast but he still can't get away!