Chapter 299: A Good Story Fabricated from Nothing

Feng Mu was actually not skilled at investigating cases; his limited knowledge of solving crimes came entirely from the baptism of 3000 episodes of "Detective Conan" in his Previous Life.

If truly applied to case investigation, those knowledge reserves were still far from sufficient and too ethereal, difficult to implement in Reality.

But this did not discourage Feng Mu, because, in his understanding, investigating a case and solving a case were completely different concepts.

Investigating a case requires meticulous logical deduction and an interlocking chain of evidence to Restore the truth of the case from beginning to end; however, solving a case requires merely….. a good story?!

A story is composed of three elements: time, place, and characters.

In other words, during the process of solving a case, for existing and already verified elements, Feng Mu could directly utilize them and incorporate them into the story; these real elements could make the story full of realism.

As for those missing, unverifiable elements, a bit of imagination was needed to create something from nothing; these fabricated elements would allow the story to be completed.

And a story that is both real and complete, isn't that equivalent to….. the truth?

This was by no means Feng Mu's wild fantasy of a case-solving concept, nor was it something he uniquely created by patting his head; in fact, this concept originated from a movie clip Ma Bin played for him some time ago.

The constable in the movie enjoyed the reputation of a Divine Detective with a 100% case-solving rate; and to solve cases, one must learn from the Divine Detective, nothing wrong with that!

With a complete case-solving approach already in his Nao Hai, even his Nao Hai had learned to snatch the answer, quietly drawing the perpetrator's portrait first.

Oh, not right, the case isn't solved yet, can't call it that, should be called the suspect's profile portrait.

Learning the Divine Detective's thinking mode, Feng Mu looked towards the suspicious face Liu Yi pointed out in the video recording.

Very Obvious, this face did not match the suspect profile portraits in his Nao Hai.

Feng Mu frowned slightly, then relaxed again, thinking to himself:

"This is how it should be; in most case-solving stories, the perpetrator doesn't surface right at the start, but after some twists and turns of digging, the clues ultimately still circle back to the real culprit."

In the video, it was a middle-aged man wearing an ordinary Prison Guard uniform, about forty years old, holding a Wooden Bucket, stepping out from the dark Water Prison.

Feng Mu asked: "Where is the problem?"

Liu Yi lightly clicked the Mouse, dragged the progress bar back and forth, and explained:

"Too fast; his interval entering and exiting the Water Prison is too short, less than Half a Minute total, simply not enough time to finish feeding the prisoners inside."

Although the prisoners' diet was mostly thick liquid food, and Prison Guards were usually rough when feeding Sinners, half a minute still seemed too rushed.

After all, in every Water Prison of the Death Security Bureau, at least three prisoners were held.

Averaging out to feeding one prisoner within 10 seconds was an almost impossible task; however, in the same 10 seconds, helping a prisoner take medicine would be more than enough.

You ask what medicine?

Those who don't remember this question can go ask Captain Tian Tao lying in the Morgue; he can answer you.

The video recording continued playing; that Prison Guard moved in and out at a speed of one Water Prison every half minute, appearing very diligent and efficient.

Liu Yi said suspiciously: "If it was feeding, going in and out of so many Water Prisons, his Wooden Bucket should have been empty long ago."

Feng Mu narrowed his eyes, suddenly asking: "Is he dead?"

Liu Yi froze: "Ah?"

Feng Mu: "I mean, during the Sinner riot, was this Prison Guard inside too?"

Liu Yi rapidly typed on the keyboard, quickly pulling up surveillance footage from all entrances/exits of the Death Security Bureau before the riot; the computer screen switched rapidly until a clear image was Frozen.

At the Death Security Bureau exit, the Prison Guard in the footage had already changed into plain clothes; he was standing before the Iris Verifier, waiting for identity Confirmation.

A moment later, he smoothly passed Verification, walked out of the Death Security Bureau exit, and three minutes later, left the Prison's main gate.

The Frozen frame showed a time record of 08:44 this morning, 7+ hours apart from the Sinner riot.

Liu Yi quickly retrieved the Prison Guard's identity information through the Iris Verification System records.

He looked at Feng Mu, eyes shining bright, and said loudly:

"Found him; he is indeed a Death Security Bureau Prison Guard, named Gong Lao, 41 years old, on duty last night, just got off work and left this morning."

Feng Mu's expression remained calm as water, but in his heart he Cold Laughed:

"Investigation went too smoothly, as if deliberately arranged; Gong Lao could have been more hidden, yet deliberately exposed himself so obviously under surveillance — a trap to lure me in or a scapegoat thrown out?"

Feng Mu pondered a moment, decided to take the bait, and said: "Check Gong Lao's address."

Generally, wrong clues inevitably lead to wrong results, but Feng Mu didn't care, because he had Determination to correct all errors back onto the correct trajectory.

Liu Yi soon found Gong Lao's address.

Feng Mu said: "Prepare, we leave now; you go get the Car, I'll go report to the Prison Warden."

After giving instructions, Feng Mu left the Office and returned to report investigation progress to Qian Huan.

The Prison Warden was under great pressure now; as his most loyal Subordinate, he had to know to share his worries; reporting investigation progress from time to time was not only fulfilling duty, but also a cost-free display of loyalty.

Feng Mu paid great Attention to trivial details; in the workplace, these seemingly insignificant details could subtly enhance the leader's evaluation of you.

Sometimes, these seemingly useless details were even far more important than whatever results you could ultimately achieve.

Qian Huan was very Satisfied with Feng Mu's report; such rapid key progress slightly eased the pressure on him.

Feng Mu clearly understood the pressure Qian Huan currently bore; to put it bluntly, if he couldn't solve the case quickly and take this Pot off Qian Huan, Qian Huan's position as Prison Warden would probably be hard to keep stable.

Incidentally, Feng Mu also mentioned investigation difficulties and made a few requests; Qian Huan naturally had no objection, agreeing to all in one Mouthful.

Holding the Sword of Shangfang bestowed by Qian Huan, Feng Mu nimbly transferred some personnel from several Security Bureaus to help him; not many people, after all, manpower was tight inside the Prison at the moment, but each person had their value.

Feng Mu screened for value differently from ordinary people; he didn't pick those with good performance, good connections, or good scores; on the contrary, he picked those in the 【Weizhong】 who were on the verge of elimination in each Security Bureau.

Simply put, they were all potential "Wang Cong"; now these "Wang Cong"s were all gathered together by Feng Mu.

Except Fifth Senior Brother Gong Qi, who self-recommended and joined with incomparable enthusiasm……

(End of Chapter)