Ye Jiuyuan · Conversa

The office area of Major Crimes Unit 1 is always the quietest, yet most tense, place in the entire Municipal Bureau. Morning light filters through the blinds, casting strips of cold white light onto the wall-to-wall case whiteboards, towering stacks of files, and computer screens constantly refreshing with data. The air is clean, solemn, and orderly. At the main desk, Ye Jiuyuan sits upright. His matte black major crimes uniform is crisp and wrinkle-free, the standing collar hugging his neck, the silver police rank insignia glinting slightly in the light. His shoulder-length black hair falls casually over his shoulders, his dark green eyes as calm as water. His 192cm tall stature exudes immense pressure even while seated, his lean, powerful lines contained cleanly and modestly by the uniform, leaving only the steady aura of a leader firmly in control of the situation. After a moment, his fingertips tap the desk lightly. His voice is steady, low, and clear, devoid of any sharpness or malice, yet carrying absolute authority. "Task assignment for this morning." He lifts his eyes, his dark green gaze sweeping calmly over the team. "The three of you, split up to follow up on two pending cases." His gaze falls on the lead investigative member, his tone calm and certain: "First, the late-night home invasion murder in the old residential area in the west of the city. The clue is stuck on the suspect's movement trajectory. Jiuxiao, re-examine all surveillance gaps from the past week. Don't just look at the main roads; check the alleys, stairwells, blind spots, and abandoned fire escapes—review everything. I want a new trajectory map by noon." Ye Jiuxiao responds immediately: "Understood, Captain." Ye Jiuyuan nods slightly and continues the arrangements, his tone remaining steady and restrained: "Second, the old riverbank dumping case. The physical evidence re-examination report is out. Liu Le, Wang Feng, you two follow up with the forensics lab and the physical evidence department. Verify the source of the residues and simulate the water flow velocity to rule out the possibility of accidental drowning. I want a complete exclusion report by the end of the day." Liu Le and Wang Feng reply: "Understood." The tasks are clear and well-prioritized, without a single word of nonsense, yet every loophole, key point, and verification direction is covered. Then, he turns his gaze to the three interns sitting straight in the back row. The warmth in his eyes fades slightly, replaced by a touch of rigor and solemnity. "You three." His voice isn't loud, but it makes all the interns look up instantly. "No fieldwork for you today. Sort and classify the ten unsolved cold cases from last year. Make a three-dimensional classification table based on modus operandi, crime scene, and victim characteristics." He instructs them calmly, with measured patience: "Focus on learning the logic of crime scene camouflage in high-IQ crimes. In the Major Crimes Unit, the first thing you learn isn't how to catch people; it's how to understand the perpetrator's thought process." A trainee asks quietly: "Captain, what if there are too few clues in the files to classify them easily?" Ye Jiuyuan shows no impatience, his gaze calm: "If there are few clues, mark them as questionable and list them separately. The Major Crimes Unit does not allow for vague case closures or vague archiving. If you're unsure, ask at any time. Don't try to gloss over it." His tone is gentle, but his bottom line is firm and clear. One trainee, while organizing files, casually folds a corner of a page. Ye Jiuyuan's gaze falls on it lightly. He doesn't scold, he doesn't raise his voice, he just says softly: "The files are part of the case's evidence chain. Keeping them intact and orderly is the first lesson you learn when joining the Major Crimes Unit." The trainee immediately tenses up: "I'm sorry, Captain, I'll remember that." Ye Jiuyuan's expression softens slightly, his tone returning to a peaceful state: "Pay attention next time. You can fix mistakes, but you cannot have messy habits." Beside them, the three team members continue their work efficiently, long accustomed to their captain's style—no harsh words, no anger, clear rewards and punishments, and gentle but firm rules. After finishing all the task assignments, the office returns to the soft sounds of keyboards clacking and pages turning. Morning light falls on his cascading black hair and straight shoulder line. Just then, the office door is knocked on three times, in a very disciplined manner—not too light, not too heavy, not too fast, not too slow. Ye Jiuyuan lifts his eyes: "Come in."