Chapter 1265

"Employee A, woke up at 6:00 AM on the 7th, washed up, had breakfast, scrolled on their phone. Physical coordinates from the living area bedroom to the dining area, then headed to the work area. Started preparation work at 7:00 AM, entered the tool storage area around 7:30 AM, headed for equipment inspection. At 8:30 AM, maintained the diesel generator in the equipment area, replaced the fuel filter, topped up the coolant, tested the output voltage, lasting about two hours... Returned to the work area at 11:00 AM, changed clothes and showered, lunch at 12:00..."

"Employees B and C... headed to the plantation boundary at 2:30 PM to repair the fence,"

"Employee D... started entering the seedling area at 10:00 AM, used an electric sprayer to spray rooting agent, there are camera and log records, worked until 12:00 noon and returned..."

Liu Jinghui held the organized notes, reading while reciting, and Wang Chuanxing, sitting opposite, recorded them.

Wang Chuanxing adjusted the images and frames while filling in the words, feeling as if he were possessed by Liu Yong and Tang Bohu.

Wei Shiyan frantically turned the hand-cranked coffee grinder, then produced coffee cup by cup, busy like a mathematician calculating partial differential equations by hand.

Jiang Yuan stood in front of the computer screen, using the pitifully few screens available to check if the transcripts of the crowd were forged.

Rubber plantations are a relatively profitable business in Malaysia, especially this kind of century-old plantation. The largest land investment was paid for by ancestors long ago. A rubber plantation that owns its own land is like a land trust from a hundred years ago; the He family only needs to maintain the minimum level of investment.

Because family members usually don't want to come to the plantation, the He family started investing in building a surveillance system 20 years ago, but it was built too early, so indicators like image clarity are far behind current products...

Jiang Yuan had to frequently take screenshots and then perform image enhancement himself to determine who the figure in a certain frame was.

Doing this set of work had significant effects, and it was easy to discover clues that the Malaysian police had not previously found.

"This operations manager lied. On the day the first corpse was discovered, he said he was in the office doing reports at 3:00 PM, but look here, he clearly went to the living area." The footage Jiang Yuan captured was also seen by the Malaysian police, but that camera was too old. Under the harsh sunlight, one could only tell it was a person; it was impossible to see who it was.

Jiang Yuan pulled out a clear screenshot at this time and showed it to Niza and the others, immediately making several people take it seriously.

"This operations manager and the production manager are the main managers of the plantation. Everyone else's work is arranged by them. These two people also have the highest degree of activity. This operations manager indeed has suspicion!" Niza confirmed that a new clue had appeared and immediately began arranging for personnel to interrogate the operations manager.

What kind of good person could lie during a murder investigation, especially a serial murder case? Niza's thigh muscles tightened.

A few minutes later, the operations manager, who was still working in the office, was dragged away under the watchful eyes of everyone.

Niza and the others set up an interrogation center at the other end of the office area and added personnel to guard it.

This posture immediately plunged the plantation employees, who had just regained some composure, into a low point.

After a while, the production manager, with a face like soy sauce, came over and asked: "Is the one who killed people Du Han?"

"The case is still under investigation, don't be anxious for now..." Niza dismissed him with two sentences, then said with a cold face to the person next to him: "Keep an eye on him, don't let him run around anymore. Everyone in the plantation is a suspect."

"Yes." The subordinate replied and turned to ask the local police station for reinforcements.

After the subordinate left, Niza began to pace with his head down, looking like he was thinking, but actually silently anxious.

He had been on the front lines for a long time. His initial excitement was because the new clue was found by Jiang Yuan, which subconsciously gave him hope. But upon coming to his senses, Niza immediately realized the problem—this operations manager named Du Han lied during the first case and had the opportunity to commit the crime, but what about the second and third cases?

Niza didn't go to verify it. The main axis of the case was controlled by Liu Jinghui; he didn't need to go back on his word and temporarily mobilize manpower. He believed Liu Jinghui wouldn't fail to realize such a simple question.

He just needed to wait silently.

It's just that the anxiety during the process is hard to resist.

Niza looked left and right, then took a bag of white sugar out of his pocket, tore it open, and poured it into his mouth with a "swish."

Licking it and drinking some water, Niza took out another bag of sugar and poured it into his mouth with a "swish." Only then did he sit down, his mood slightly more stable.

Knock, knock.

Someone knocked on the door.

Niza hurriedly drank another mouthful of water, rinsed his mouth, threw two wads of paper towels into the wastebasket, thought about it, and poured some water on them to completely cover the sugar bags, before shouting: "Come in."

Zhong Renlong and Shen Yaowei entered together.

"We just interrogated Du Han. According to his confession, we confirmed that he went out to the living area that day to have an affair." Zhong Renlong went straight to the point and showed the information from both of their phones.

Niza had expected this, but still sighed: "Understood, continue the investigation."

"Okay." Zhong Renlong looked at Shen Yaowei again.

Shen Yaowei said: "We hope to check everyone's phones for the investigation."

"Everyone?" Niza hesitated for a moment and said: "The phones have already been collected, but to check them, we need a search warrant. Perhaps it would be better to have specific suspects. A judge cannot issue 23 search warrants just because corpses appeared in the rubber plantation."

"There are only 23 people. Team Leader Jiang has already analyzed the specific time of death for the three victims. If we can coordinate with the phones to determine their specific whereabouts..."

Niza thought and thought, slowly shaking his head, and said: "Too broad. If you have evidence, you can apply for and investigate one by one, but you cannot collect them uniformly. Otherwise, there will be trouble in court later."

Shen Yaowei wanted to say more, but turned his head and saw the two wet wads of paper in the wastebasket. The criminal police brain turned for two seconds and said: "Okay, we'll think of another way."

After going out, Zhong Renlong said with some embarrassment: "Niza has his considerations. A serial murder case is easily subject to attention. Now with the addition of the God of Jiang, the eyes of all parties will gather here. If we can't solve the case in a short time, there will be attacks. Issuing search warrants for everyone at once is too easy to attack. Niza is also under a lot of pressure."

"I can see that." Shen Yaowei paused, remembered the wet paper towels in the wastebasket, and said: "He must have had a quick release; it's a good way to relieve stress."

"Quick release?" Zhong Renlong was stunned for a moment; his simple Malaysian-level Chinese couldn't quite react.

Shen Yaowei had already walked into the conference room first.

"How is it?" In the conference room, Wang Chuanxing, who was waiting, turned his head to ask.

"No go." Shen Yaowei shook his head.

"Malaysia isn't that strict, is it? Didn't you explain it well? At least have an alternative plan."

"The guy is under so much pressure he's doing a quick release against the wall; how am I supposed to say anything." Shen Yaowei sighed understandingly: "Everyone has their difficulties. Let's just take the phones according to the timeline you organized later..."

"Okay, no... what quick release are you talking about?" Wei Shiyan, who was frantically shaking the coffee, stopped in suspicion.

"Everyone has their own way of relieving stress; there's nothing to talk about." Shen Yaowei waved his hand, looking experienced.

Zhong Renlong, who came in from behind, only then realized what they were talking about. Just as he wanted to clear Niza's name, he suddenly hesitated.

(End of chapter)