Chapter 1273: Bloody Game (3)

"Let's take a break. They say there's a Cantonese cuisine chef today; we can go order some food first." Jiang Yuan reviewed a round of evidence and called his colleagues from the cold case squad to go eat.

Investigating cold cases abroad, without the pressure of superiors, is relatively comfortable. There's no need to race against time like with current cases, so the participating criminal police can live a life more like human beings.

A group of people arrived at the restaurant noisily and saw several chefs stir-frying dishes with open flames and stoves behind transparent glass.

A somewhat familiar fragrance instantly ignited everyone's taste buds.

"Don't say, it's only been a few days since we went abroad, and I've started thinking about eating Chinese food." Mu Zhiyang fanned his nose with his hand, the flesh on his cheeks seeming to change from South American beef to Australian beef, his expression and oiliness becoming rich.

These days, he had been going in and out with Jiang Yuan, his spirit was very tense, and sitting in the police station cafeteria at this moment, he was somewhat relaxed.

Wei Shikan stood in front of the glass, watching the master inside frantically tossing the wok with a ladle, and nodded: "If the ingredients are all prepared by themselves, the taste should be very good. I have a little brother whose family runs a Cantonese restaurant. Their specialty is homemade superior soup and XO sauce. The taste is really speechless. Many people drive for several hours just to eat a meal."

"In this way, it should be convenient for Cantonese people to dump corpses. They can drive to remote mountains under the excuse of going out to eat something, and dump the corpses on the way, saving even the oil." Mu Zhiyang relaxed, and his thinking wandered casually.

Wei Shikan "hissed": "If you want to say that, combined with the topic of eating..."

"I see there is fruit; let's bring some fruit over to eat first." Liu Jinghui interrupted their bizarre conversation and added: "It's not easy to have a Chinese meal; cherish it. Who knows when we'll be able to eat such a meal again."

"We'll eat it when the case is solved," Mu Zhiyang smiled.

"Who knows when the case can be solved? It's better to fly back and eat two meals in the middle," Wei Shikan never relied on his salary to live, so he spoke very naturally.

Zhong Renlong hurriedly stepped forward at this time and smiled: "If you like it, let the Cantonese chef stay for a while longer. We have an exchange project, letting Chinese Cantonese chefs exchange with our Dama Chinese restaurant chefs, which is good for everyone..."

If Jiang Yuan's team ended their Dama trip and returned to China because they wanted to eat Chinese food, it would be the biggest loss for the Dama Police Department, yet this was extremely likely.

As for Jiang Yuan taking a long time to solve a case, Zhong Renlong and the others didn't consider it much.

Because Jiang Yuan had long proven his strength with the lives of criminals one by one. By now, not to mention units like the Dama Police Department that had cooperated with Jiang Yuan, even in other countries, stories about Jiang Yuan were spreading, it's just that many police stations didn't know Jiang Yuan.

In fact, even within the Dama Police Department, the biggest pressure on Nicha and Zhong Renlong had become how to keep Jiang Yuan, and the bureau chief himself arranged for personnel to collect the surveillance Jiang Yuan needed in the first instance.

Jiang Yuan ate more than a dozen dishes in one breath before reluctantly putting down his chopsticks.

"There's really a sense of satisfaction," Jiang Yuan patted his belly, looked at Zhong Renlong next to him and said: "Then leave this chef team for us, for another week or so."

"A week is too short. I'll renew the contract with them for another month," Zhong Renlong couldn't bear to let the chef... and Jiang Yuan's team go.

Jiang Yuan looked at Huang Qiangmin with a smile.

Huang Qiangmin was also eating with his mouth full of oil, wiped his mouth, and said: "Let's renew for two weeks first, otherwise, we'll get tired of the food."

"We can eat Buddha Jumps Over the Wall tomorrow," the chef came out from the back, wiping his hands and smiling: "The soup I boiled a few days ago is already boiled, and there are sea cucumbers, squid, etc., all soaked..."

Huang Qiangmin looked at the team members on both sides, had nothing to say, spread his hands and said: "Then I'll trouble you tomorrow."

Zhong Renlong smiled and didn't struggle with the specific time, just pushed out a few more boxes of beer, saying it was for "relieving the heat."

It must be said that Zhong Renlong, as a Chinese, knew deeply about the complaints of his countrymen after arriving in Dama.

Huang Qiangmin just coughed twice, picked up a can of beer and left.

Everyone smiled, each with a can or two of ice-cold beer, and opened them with a bang.

Jiang Yuan simply announced a break.

The case had only just begun, far from needing a large investment of manpower.

Many people found a place to sleep. Having worked in the cold case squad for a long time, everyone knew how important it was to rest more when there was time.

Only Wei Shikan looked the most energetic, swaying around in the police station.

He wasn't tired when handling cases; he was tired when studying mathematics. In Wei Shikan's view, this thing wasn't worth saving energy for—studying mathematics wouldn't exhaust one's energy.

In the evening, surveillance videos from various places were sent over one after another.

The surveillance video on the Gelang Highway where the incident occurred had already been collected. The Dama police had previously conducted corresponding processing and investigation, and filed it away after no results.

This time, Jiang Yuan had already described the killer's image so accurately that the bureau chief became ruthless, specifically sending out several trusted aides to collect as much surveillance as possible from factories and private land on both sides along the road.

In addition, some surveillance videos not belonging to the police or the capital police, such as municipal, environmental protection, traffic management, fire protection, mobile network operators, etc., were also specifically retrieved this time.

Even if a "Sky Net System" like in TV dramas could be configured at a high cost, it would inevitably be missing things and lacking a lot of information.

Even domestic surveillance management couldn't cover everything. Unless it was like Ningtai, where a large amount of money was spent on unified planning and it could be maintained for a few more years, otherwise, newly installed videos often wouldn't be compatible with previous videos, especially in terms of storage. The storage demand for high-definition video might have increased by 100 times. Trying to make it compatible with servers from several or even more than a decade ago was truly difficult.

In addition, communication between different departments was extremely troublesome and disgusting, but as long as there was a little possibility, everyone was unwilling to be compatible with each other.

Wang Chuanxing cooperated with two technicians from the Dama Police Department to connect the hard drives from different places to different computers, waiting for Jiang Yuan to come and operate.

Soon, Jiang Yuan came over with Wei Shikan.

"You process the video first," Jiang Yuan stood still and arranged Wei Shikan first.

As the saying goes, the disciple serves the master. Although he didn't spend much energy raising his disciples, as an overflow benefit of the system, Jiang Yuan didn't go soft on using his disciples.

Wei Shikan had already been able to skillfully pre-process video in the He family rubber plantation case, and even some early processing could be carried out. At this moment, he was confident and willing to try again. Facing the computer, he operated very fast.

Dozens of police officers at the scene had no important work, so they listened to Wei Shikan tapping the keyboard and clicking the mouse, reporting parameters from time to time. For a while, Wei Shikan felt his vanity rippling after a long absence.

Seeing this, Zhong Renlong quietly took two steps back, took two photos, and began to send messages.

"That's it, leave the remaining video pre-processing to you too," Jiang Yuan watched Wei Shikan finish processing a hard drive of surveillance video, then took over, and at the same time let Wang Chuanxing connect to his computer to facilitate the use of various installed software.

Following Jiang Yuan's operation, some videos were intercepted and handed over to others to start reviewing section by section.

According to the conclusions obtained from the autopsy, the ideal video should be a photo of a person's portrait card point. A camera set at an appropriate location can accurately take a full-face photo and a full-body photo of the passing personnel. Some can even directly read the height, which is equivalent to automatically searching for suspects.

Unfortunately, there was no such thing near Gelang Highway. I guess it would only be arranged in places with dense crowds like airports or train stations.

By comparison, there was relatively complete surveillance near Senator Stewart's villa in the second case, but as far as it looks now, it was also of no avail.

Murphy's Law in criminal investigation cases: as long as it's not 100% covered surveillance, there must be suspects entering and exiting from outside the surveillance.

Tap tap tap tap.

The sound of heels hitting the ground came from far to near.

A tall female police officer with single eyelids pushed the door and entered the conference room.

"Chen Meiling reporting for duty!" She was an auxiliary police officer, so outside her uniform, she also wore a beret. Her hair was tied up, her face was very small, and she had wheat-colored skin. Her saluting action was very handsome.

"You learn from God Jiang and just listen to God Jiang's orders," Zhong Renlong saluted, then introduced to Jiang Yuan: "Chen Meiling is the rising star of our Dama Police Department, very good at various technical analyses."

Chen Meiling saluted Jiang Yuan with a cold face and said in Chinese: "God Jiang."

"Oh, do you understand image investigation?" Jiang Yuan turned his head and looked, and used LV6 forensic sketching to identify her age.

21 years old, can be said to be very young.

"Understand a little," Chen Meiling said.

"You look at his work. If you can understand it, come find me," Jiang Yuan pointed at Wei Shikan.

Chen Meiling went as ordered.

Wei Shikan looked Chen Meiling up and down for two seconds, only feeling huge competitive pressure.

"Not talking about martial arts," Wei Shikan muttered toward Zhong Renlong, resignedly turned back to work. Anyway, Jiang Yuan had many disciples, and it was not strange for Nicha and Zhong Renlong to have ideas.

Jiang Yuan quickly distributed more than 30 videos, and the conference room became much quieter.

The clarity of the videos adjusted by Jiang Yuan had improved, and it would be slightly easier for everyone to watch. On the other hand, members of the cold case squad often cooperated with Jiang Yuan to check surveillance, and they were all extremely experienced.

Time passed second by second.

After Jiang Yuan's third round of distributing videos, a surveillance video from a bus station several kilometers away was picked out by Shen Yaowei.

"The height of these two people seems to fit quite well," Shen Yaowei said with red eyes, while dropping eye drops into his eyes. ===== CHAPTER 1274 =====