Criminal Investigation Notes

For a while, the scene was quiet. Whether it was chatting just now or gossip, all eyes fell on Su Hui, with different expressions and extremely complicated expressions.

Six articles in two years, three articles in one year, and one article in four months on average. After listening to Lu Junchi, he felt that the number of these papers was not too many. For some unknown reason, there was no sound at the scene. He looked at Su Hui who was standing on the stage.

Su Hui, who was standing in front of the stage, was also a little stunned for a while, not knowing what he said wrong.

They came late and didn't listen to the first half of the meeting.

Everyone is surprised that it is too difficult to publish papers in core journals.

Teachers publish papers, which are divided into core journals and general journals.

The so-called core journals generally refer to the main journals of a certain discipline, which require professionalism, large amount of information and high quality. There are mainly three publishing channels: self-submission, delivery through school relations, and delivery through thesis institutions.

In China, there are very few core journals related to criminal investigation, especially criminology. There are only nine in total, commonly known as nine journals.

Including "Huaxia Public Security Research", "Huaxia Criminal Investigation Psychological Science", "Huaxia Police Technology"... Today, President Wang personally invited the editor-in-chief of five of the nine journals, which is already a top event in the professional field.

Ordinary teachers want to publish papers in these nine journals, they must be new and unconventional research. Teachers do various studies, find materials, stay up all night and get bald, and they only review the manuscript once or twice a year at most.

Sometimes it is really difficult to get on, and several teachers will come to study together, find the most famous one, and the person who has the greatest hope for the manuscript will be named, and the others will follow.

Moreover, this is only the first level after the draft. It will take three months to six months for the team to finally send it out. Sometimes there will be variables due to layout problems, and the draft will continue to be pushed back.

Because it is too difficult to publish in core journals, in the debriefing of teachers in the School of Criminology, it is required to publish at least three articles in ordinary journals within two years, and there is no mandatory requirement for publication in core journals.

The standard is written like this, but most teachers still try their best to publish an article every two years in order to get a promotion and a salary increase.

Otherwise, there is no core journal, and even if others don’t say anything, I feel ashamed.

Before Su came back, the young teachers were debriefing. Most of them published one article in the core journals, only eight people published two articles in total, and two published three articles.

The most published among others is Director Liao, who has published four papers in core journals in the past two years. But he is both a director and a professor, and two of them are co-authored, so in general, there are not many.

When Su Hui came up this time, he opened his mouth with only six articles, which stunned all the people on the scene.

Director Liao was the first to react, frowning directly in the audience and asked Su Hui who was standing in front: "Mr. Su, don't you confuse core journals with ordinary journals?"

These editor-in-chiefs are still sitting below, and the numbers can't be nonsense.

Director Liao took the lead, and the voices of doubts from the field followed: "That's right, six articles in two years, who do you think you are, a well-known domestic expert?"

"It's a bullshit. Everyone who has published it knows that it can't get through so much."

"Six papers in ordinary journals are difficult, don't they just any random school journal papers?"

Whether this is true or not, some people's eyes are red and almost bleeding when they hear the number of six articles.

Several editor-in-chief also raised their heads and looked at the young man in front of the stage. It was a young, handsome and thin teacher, who looked gentle and polite.

If someone publishes six articles in a row in various core issues within two years, how could such a person, as the editor-in-chief, not know?

Therefore, before Su Hui answered, the audience decided that he was bragging and lying, and everyone's eyes were full of doubts.

Director Wang frowned when he saw the situation at the scene. Director Tan often asked him to take care of Teacher Su, but now, Teacher Su was obviously guilty of public anger, and he didn't know how to maintain it.

Lu Junchi watched the chaos at the scene, and Su Hui froze in front of the stage, feeling like the baby he was holding in his hand was being questioned. He felt that the teacher was inappropriate, he hesitated for a while how to save the scene, should he go forward and pull Su Hui away?

Would that scene be too embarrassing? Will Su Hui be angry?

He still didn't move in the end. That was Su Hui, the consultant of the serious crime team he had taken a fancy to. Surely this small scene could be suppressed, right? With that in mind, Lu Junchi's palms were still sweating involuntarily.

Su Hui was still stunned. He had a fever at first, but he felt that his mind was not very good for a while. He lowered his head and counted the articles he had written.

The following doubts are getting louder and louder. Seeing some support, Director Liao is more confident: "Mr. Su, I have carefully read each of those core journals. Which of the above were written by you?"

Su Hui was too lazy to argue with him, and said directly: "Those papers are "In-depth Analysis of Cybercriminal Psychology", "Specific Measures for Crime Prevention in China", "Research on Domestic Backlogs of Serial Killers"..."

As soon as Su Hui said three articles, Director Liao's face changed greatly and interrupted him: "I still remember these articles, but these cannot be written by you, this is Mr. Wu's writing..."

Criminal investigation and public security journals, in order to protect a small number of police types and researchers, are rare journals that can be published anonymously.

He has read these articles and wrote them in depth, but the pseudonym who wrote this article is Mr. Wu. Mr. Wu started publishing papers in core journals many years ago, and those papers could not have been written by Su Hui.

Su Hui continued calmly: "I published it under a pseudonym, Mr. Wu."

Mr. Fog?

Is he Mr. Fog?

This time the teachers at the scene were quiet, and it was the turn of the editors-in-chief to close their mouths.

Mr. Wu is a recognized frontier expert in criminal psychology research in China, and he began publishing articles in journals very early. Many articles are written in novel angles, solid in theory, and very productive.

Others wrote articles and begged them to publish on their knees, while their magazines were on their knees to ask Mr. Wu to publish.

Other people's articles are lined up, they are queuing up to make an appointment, counting the time, it depends on which issue they are willing to arrange for them...

The several articles mentioned by this teacher Su were indeed written by Mr. Wu, but those editors didn't quite believe it for a while. How could Mr. Wu be so young? !

How can you be an unknown lecturer in the Chinese police? !

Director Liao asked this question directly: "I read Mr. Wu's article in a journal a few years ago. How old were you then?!"

Su Hui said: "The first time I used Mr. Wu to publish the pseudonym was the freshman, and my tutor was Weng Yuhua..."

After saying this, the editor-in-chief believed half of it, because Mr. Wu's earliest article was co-authored with Weng Yuhua, a well-known expert in domestic criminology research, and Mr. Weng intentionally recommended his students as the first article. The first author, because of the direct point of the article, has indeed caused a sensation in the relevant research field after publication.

The name of Mr. Fog has also become an academic benchmark in criminology-related fields since then.

Someone went to Director La Liao's clothes corner, but Director Liao continued to ask: "Mr. Su, there is no evidence, how can you prove that you are Mr. Wu."

Su thought back and asked, "Is it okay to take a screenshot of the manuscript's mailbox?" Then he suddenly remembered, "I seem to have WeChat with a few editor-in-chiefs..."

Although he added it didn't take much care of it.

A middle-aged editor-in-chief who was sitting couldn't hold back his excitement and stood up: "Oh, I said Mr. Wu's WeChat is a reply... Mr. Su is really lucky to meet him."

Director Liao was a little unbelievable at this time, and felt that he could not save face: "Impossible, this... don't worry about it, don't make mistakes." At this time, he still thought that Su Hui could not be the Mr. Wu, he must be Is there a problem in the middle, or an impostor.

Dean Wang saw the chaos here, and said a fair word: "Mr. Su said that he is a student of Mr. Weng, so let's ask Professor Sui, and it will be clear."

"What about the professor?"

"It looks like I went out to answer the phone just now."

"Mr. Su went out before he came on stage."

At this moment, a middle-aged man in his fifties walked in from outside the arena, who was the Professor Sui who was talking about it just now.

Someone excitedly said, "I came back with the professor!"

After Su Hui heard this intermittently, he realized that the expert invited for this match was Sui Liangyi.

Sui Liangyi is a professor of the Department of Criminology at Huaxia Capital Public Security University and a consultant to the Capital Police Department. He is Teacher Weng's younger brother. In terms of seniority, Su Hui wants to call him uncle.

When Su Hui was studying at school, he had several face-to-face meetings with him. It's just that this uncle was much older than him. At that time, he had just entered school, and Sui Liangyi had already passed his 40s. There was a generation gap, and there was not much communication between them. In Su Hui's impression, this uncle is also a very talented person. In addition to teaching and being a consultant, he will also cooperate with Teacher Weng to study some related topics. The two have been partners for many years.

As Sui Liangyi walked back, he said apologetically, "I'm sorry, it took me a long time to answer that call."

Director Liao pointed at Su Hui on the stage and asked directly, "Professor Sui, this teacher Su said he is a student of Teacher Weng, do you know him?"

Sui Liangyi turned his head to look in front of the stage, put on his glasses and said with a smile, "Aiya, Xiao Su, I said you haven't heard from you in the past few years, so you came to the Chinese police to teach?"

Su Hui nodded and greeted him. He hadn't seen Sui Liangyi for several years, and it was a bit strange to meet again at this time.

It's really a student of Mr. Weng.

Sui Professor has opened his mouth to prove it, so this must not be faked.

Director Liao's face turned ashen, and he finally stopped talking.

The editors-in-chief couldn't hold it anymore: "Mr. Su, can you consider us to publish your next article? You haven't published an article on our side for a year."

"Mr. Su, are you free? Our magazine still lacks a review expert..."

For a while, the debriefing meeting turned into a family recognition meeting.

Those young teachers looked at the excitement and talked a lot: "It's really Mr. Wu?"

"Why did such a Buddha stay in our academy for two years?!"

"Mr. Weng's student, this is considered a famous teacher."

"Is it so exaggerated?"

"Of course, Mr. Weng is the first expert professor to study criminal psychology, and he is a leading figure in China."

"It's no wonder that people can be a consultant of the serious crime team, this qualification is enough!"

"Damn it! I knew I was going to listen to Teacher Su's class too... Now I guess I won't be able to get in."

There was a momentary sensation among those who knew the academy, but this sensation was limited to the research direction of criminology.

The other observers were dumbfounded, but they all remembered the name Su Hui, and then they all inquired about Mr. Wu's achievements.

In the end, Dean Wang stood up and said: "Well, let's let Mr. Su's debriefing finish first. We will arrange a dinner party for the editors later. As for the others, you can ask him if you have any questions. Everyone here is a teacher, we pay attention to discipline."

The debriefing meeting was finally on the right track, and someone stood up and asked about some theories in Su Hui's paper.

Seeing that the order was back to normal, Lu Junchi finally breathed a sigh of relief.

He knew for a long time that such an excellent Su Hui would not be an ordinary person, but the fact that Su Hui became Professor Weng was far beyond his expectations.

If Su Hui's mentor is really Weng Yuhua, then he is definitely not Yu Yan's student, could he be a prophet?

Someone got up and asked some related questions in the debriefing.

Su Hui dealt with and explained one by one, and he stood sideways and talked, looking deserted and unworldly.

In fact, when things got here, Su Hui felt like a dream. My chest still hurts a little, as if the antipyretics are about to wear off, and I'm burning up again. I don't feel warm when I wear a suit, and my feet feel like I'm stepping on cotton. He was sharing his thoughts and talking about his achievements, but it felt like he was talking about other people's affairs.

Looking at the people in the audience, Su Hui felt like an actor who was pulled to the rescue. He couldn't even hear what he was talking about. The debriefing meeting was like a silent black and white film.

Su Hui suddenly raised his head and saw Lu Junchi sitting in the back row. They were looking at each other across several rows of seats. Lu Junchi held the water glass in his hand, and Su Hui instantly remembered the temperature when Lu Junchi held his hand during the explosion.

In this black and white silent film, there is color in this moment.

Su Hui finally felt that everything was a little more real.

His voice came back, and he continued the theories.

Lu Junchi listened to him carefully, he knew that Su Hui knew the thinking of those crimes very well.

Facing those extremely murderous murderers and gangsters, Lu Jun often felt that he would be out of breath, so when Su Hui was studying these, would it be painful, or would he be enjoying it?

Su Hui's debriefing finally ended, and was led by Secretary Lin to take a seat in the front row.

Sui Liangyi came to the stage and made a short speech.

He praised the young teachers of the Hua Police Criminology Academy, and then said: "I think as a teacher, it is important to write papers for academic purposes, and it is also very important to teach and educate people. And no matter what we do, we must keep in mind, As teachers, we want to spread those academic knowledge and apply what we have learned to prevent those evils from happening, and that is the meaning of studying criminology."

These words made Dean Wang nodded again and again.

A debriefing meeting finally ended, but everyone did not want to leave.

Many people gathered around Su Hui. Su Hui was already feeling dizzy and had chest tightness. He insisted that he couldn't hear what those people were saying, and he couldn't see the faces, so he could only nod his head Handle. He struggled to support his face pale, and his body was shaking a little.

Lu Junchi walked over from the back row, politely separated the crowd, stood beside Su Hui, and handed him the water glass.

Su Hui finally felt that he was taking a breath. The lid of the water glass had been unscrewed, and the water inside was neither cold nor hot. He lowered his head and took a few sips. Cold sweat broke out all the time, and his hands were so heavy that he couldn't even hold the water glass. He was afraid of dropping the water glass on the ground, so he handed it back to Lu Junchi.

The people around him were still talking, with indifferent and unfamiliar faces, like fishes that kept moving in the water.

Dean Wang and several leaders have had meetings with the General Bureau before, and they know Lu Junchi. They know that Lu Junchi is the leader of the serious crime team, and they know that he is an elite trained by Tan Bureau.

Lu Junchi explained to Su Hui, "I'm sorry, but Mr. Su came late to help me deal with the serious crime team."

President Wang said: "Oh, no wonder, I heard that there was an arrest operation last night." Since knowing that Su Hui is Mr. Wu, except for Director Liao, who is still black-faced, everyone else has spoken politely.

Lu Jun nodded and said, "Mr. Su and I were both there at the time."

Sui Liangyi also said: "It's hard work, Xiao Su, let's have dinner together at night. Several editors want to chat with you..."

Dean Wang nodded: "Long time no see Captain Lu, let's be together tonight."

Lu Junchi looked back at Su Hui, and found that Su Hui looked at him as if asking for help.

He immediately understood the look, and helped him shirk: "No, we still have a case in the serious crime team. I have to borrow Mr. Su when I have to work overtime later."

The editor-in-chief wanted to say something else, smiled with Liangyi, and helped them smooth things out: "Then we will meet again when you have time, everyone, add your contact information and chat online, it's still important to work, so don't delay the serious crime team. business."

Su Hui took out his mobile phone and let the editor-in-chief, who had not added it, scan the QR code, and Lu Junchi led him out of the crowd.

Su Hui just felt that he was going to be trapped by those people. He was never good at these entertainments. In his opinion, Lu Junchi was like a divine soldier who led him out of the siege with great heroism.

It was more than five o'clock in the evening, it was a bit cloudy, and the sky outside was already a little dark.

When the cold wind blew, Su Hui shivered involuntarily. From the second half of the debriefing meeting, he had been pushing hard, and now it's getting worse, and he felt extremely uncomfortable, but he didn't want to fall down, so he tried his best to hold his breath and didn't dare to let go.

On the campus, Su Hui walked a little faster in front.

"Su Hui..." Lu Jun called out to him, ran a few steps to keep up with him, looked sideways, Su Hui's eyes were out of focus, and it seemed that walking forward was just a mechanical movement.

Lu Junchi only felt that Su Hui's handsome profile looked pale and haggard, and he subconsciously pulled his arm, trying to support him.

Su Hui raised his head, feeling that the voice seemed to come from far away.

The tie was too tight, making him feel suffocated. Su Hui's slender five fingers grasped the collar of his chest, and the cold sweat kept coming out, even sliding down his temples, making him feel unable to breathe.

The large area in front of him was blurred, and he could no longer see things clearly, and the whole world seemed to be spinning.

Suddenly, a sharp pain came from the inside of the body, as if a knife had been plunged into it, and it kept twisting. Su Hui couldn't tell whether it was memory or reality. His chest also hurt as if a hacksaw was rubbing against him, and the blood rushed out.

Surrounded by endless cries, as if to tear his only eardrum.

Su Hui's long eyelashes fluttered a few times, opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood, his eyes went black, and he fell straight forward.

The last memory is to fall in a warm embrace.