Chapter 1285: Attacking from All Sides

The landfill.

Shen Yaowei and Nizha took off their dirty, sticky thread gloves, then took off the greasy and hot latex gloves inside, picked up a bottle of iced cola, and gulped it down.

"Refreshing!" Shen Yaowei let out a huge burp and said in English: "Cola, so good!"

"Haha, satisfying!" Nizha also laughed heartily. Although as a high-ranking police officer, it was unnecessary and very uncomfortable to personally come to the landfill to sift through trash, this was his own choice!

And under Nizha's leadership, hundreds of Malaysian police officers also threw themselves into the search of the landfill without hesitation.

"Someone come, switch to a new batch!" Nizha wiped his sweat. While feeling nauseous from the stench, he empathetically called the previous batch of police officers down.

Soon, the break room was shrouded in an even worse stench.

Nizha's nose had also adapted. He washed his hands without caring at all and started distributing iced cola to everyone.

Everyone thanked him with smiles, and Nizha laughed and scolded them.

Shen Yaowei couldn't understand Malay, but he could feel their atmosphere, so he silently learned from Nizha's approach.

Sifting through landfills was a task Shen Yaowei often encountered. In Shen Yaowei's mind, it was mostly because he was meticulous in his work, which allowed Jiang Yuan to feel at ease, and he didn't complain or call it tiring, so he was often dispatched to such tasks. He also often encountered a situation where colleagues who were dispatched to the project would often complain, especially when they couldn't maintain a cautious and meticulous attitude consistently, ultimately leading them to lose rare opportunities.

Now, watching Nizha's operation, Shen Yaowei felt he had learned a lot. It wasn't just Nizha frequently changing people, especially the practice of changing people in advance and leading by example; what was important was Nizha's expression, demeanor, and aura—that very optimistic yet rigorous momentum that could really drive people to get things done.

Shen Yaowei felt that once he learned this trick, if he were assigned by Jiang Yuan to sift through a landfill again, he would probably be able to shock everyone amidst the stench.

"Let's go." Nizha drank half a bottle of cola, resisted not finishing it all, and started putting his gear back on.

Shen Yaowei responded, bent down, and put all the trash he and the others had just used into a bag, sealed it, and labeled it.

Their current goal was to find things like the foot covers and gloves the killer had used. Because according to Liu Jinghui's analysis, since the killer used foot covers to commit murder, they would very likely take them off after leaving the crime scene. After all, someone wearing foot covers would be more likely to attract the attention of passersby and leave a deep impression, and the fact that there were no corresponding reports during the search for eyewitnesses proved this point.

The only question was whether the killer was cautious enough that after taking off the foot covers, they didn't discard them but carried them away.

Or, it could be that the volume of trash in this landfill was too large, resulting in the failure to find the foot covers and other items as hoped—Shen Yaowei was cautiously optimistic about this.

Within the scope of the crime scene, there wasn't just this one landfill, and the processing time for dumping trash was quite long. As long as the items were inside, Shen Yaowei had the confidence to dig them out.

"Let's go!" Shen Yaowei shouted to his colleagues who had come with him, then followed the Malaysian police officers forward, holding tongs, and lined up to work under the excavator.

Tang Jia and Zhong Renlong walked together along the street of the crime scene, walking in circles, checking every building and every shop, trying to find a surveillance camera they hadn't seen before.

The accompanying Malaysian criminal police knocked on doors tirelessly, asking questions, and at the same time took out the victim's photo to show everyone they encountered.

This part of the work had been done privately by local police to some extent, but the scale wasn't large enough, the scope wasn't wide enough, and the depth wasn't enough, so it didn't fall within the scope of the Jiang Yuan-Nizha Mutual Trust Memorandum; it belonged to the content in the expansion pack.

However, Tang Jia and the others couldn't care less about what the people above thought. Their workload remained huge, especially having to constantly interact with the "masses," which was a great test of everyone's emotional stability.

Even a criminal police officer like Tang Jia, who had received police-civilian education, found their mental energy consumed very quickly when facing members of the public in different states who hadn't received police-civilian education, let alone the Malaysian police.

In just half a day, the participating police officers were so angry they wanted to call the police!

Especially when encountering residents who were unreasonable, or residents who were too reasonable, as well as people who didn't follow the law, it was truly exhausting.

But the work was still pushed forward unswervingly.

A team that keeps winning has this one advantage: before encountering significant, huge, and unbearable failures, they possess an immense ability for self-motivation.

After running several laps around the visiting scope delineated by Liu Jinghui, Tang Jia consciously looked at several office buildings a few hundred meters away from the crime scene.

"If someone was taking photos or filming upstairs, is it possible they captured the situation at the crime scene here?" Tang Jia pulled Zhong Renlong and pointed at the glass-curtain building a hundred meters away.

Zhong Renlong naturally understood. Looking at the building that was at least 40 stories high, he frowned and said: "I can't say it's completely impossible, but for a crime to happen here and someone in the building to happen to be filming—that's too coincidental, isn't it? How likely is that? Besides, this building is huge. Searching through so many companies—who knows how many people that would take."

"Team Leader Jiang said we are here to look for opportunities and try our luck. Do you understand what trying your luck means? It's like scratching lottery tickets. The more you scratch, the more likely you are to win a prize. The building is big and has many people, which just goes to show the opportunity is big." Tang Jia was also very proactive and found several angles, posing as if filming, pointing toward the building ahead.

Zhong Renlong was slightly silent and then said: "If we're talking about probability, filming downward from the building does have a probability of capturing the area below, but to be honest, from so far away, if it is captured, can it be seen clearly?"

"At least we can see the vehicle clearly." Tang Jia became excited when she said this: "If the killer drove here, the vehicle should have been parked nearby during the crime, right? If we identify the vehicle, it will also be helpful to the case, right? It should be said that it's a huge help."

"This... that's true." Zhong Renlong had to admit that what Tang Jia said made some sense. Vehicles were big enough, so it was indeed possible to capture them. Even if the license plate couldn't be captured, the vehicle model and color, combined with the surveillance they were currently collecting, could also lead to finding quite a lot of things.

In addition, the time the vehicle was parked was much longer than the time the killer spent killing. If the killer drove themselves, it was indeed more likely they parked downstairs...

Zhong Renlong stared at the building ahead, rubbed his face hard, and said: "The location here, the office buildings are very crowded, at least five or six thousand people, maybe even ten thousand... This is a huge lottery ticket. Have you ever tried dealing with ten thousand people?"

"How about a reward?" Tang Jia's train of thought turned fast and she added: "We can't just offer high rewards in China. Even if we give money, it's mostly the victim's family who pays. Do you have any restrictions? If there are no restrictions, that old man doesn't even need a Rolls-Royce; if he offers a bounty for a Toyota, these people would be willing to hand over their phones."

"What you said... makes some sense." Zhong Renlong had to admit that the method Tang Jia mentioned could really work, and compared to the conversation with ten thousand people he had imagined at the beginning, a reward was obviously much simpler, and there was even no cost. Old man Hasan would definitely be willing to pay this money.

"Hey, let's call the command center together." Zhong Renlong had nothing more to say.

Tang Jia nodded repeatedly and said: "Remember, you have to praise me, and I'll praise you too!"

The opportunity to be in charge of one's own affairs was too rare, especially overseas. Tang Jia dreamed of achieving results, proving herself, and becoming a star in the group like Shen Yaowei.

Judging by the current attention received by Jiang Yuan's Cold Case Task Force, any star who stands out here could potentially become a young expert registered by the ministry, which could be said to be a rare encounter in life.

Meng Chengbiao followed several local police officers and found all the friends the victim had contacted in the few days before his death, then asked detailed questions.

This was also different from investigating the victim's interpersonal relationships; at best, it could only be called investigating his social activities in the few days before his death.

However, even this part could only be achieved with the full support of old man Hasan. Otherwise, the few second-generation rich kids who often hung out with the deceased would generally not want to talk to the police. Throwing out a "find my lawyer" was not only troublesome but also easily led the investigation into a dead end.

Even so, when the deceased's friends came to meet, they almost all brought lawyers. What could be said and what couldn't be said often required a private exchange of looks and words.

Only when a few pretty girls came over did they not bring lawyers, and thus they said a bit more.

Meng Chengbiao learned their way of handling cases while trying to construct the deceased's life in the last few days through their language.

It had to be said that the deceased's life in the last few days was truly exciting. Just the means of transportation covered the three major items of private jets, yachts, and luxury cars. What entered his mouth was either conventional seafood or alternative abalone, and the exercise modes were diverse. It really didn't look like the final life of someone about to commit suicide.

Of course, if one insisted on saying it was madness before death, that wasn't impossible either.

While listening, a lawyer suddenly broke into the conversation room.

"I am Ms. Sophia's lawyer, Lei Yang. From now on..." The lawyer faced the police in the conversation room without any fear.

"Is he the lawyer you hired?" The lawyer opposite frowned and asked Sophia opposite.

"You don't need to answer his question." Lei Yang also spoke to Sophia, then sat down and said: "I will accompany you to answer questions from now on. If you have anything you are unsure about, you can discuss it with me first before answering them, or I can relay it for you."

Meng Chengbiao, who was sitting in the corner, stood up in astonishment. He looked at the several helpless Malaysian police officers on the other side, considered it briefly, and said to the interpreter: "Ask him, who asked him to come?"

Lei Yang heard the interpreter's question, laughed, and said: "Who asked me to come is not important, and I don't need to tell you. In short..."

"Is it Hasan?" Meng Chengbiao only heard half of it and loudly said the two words "Hasan."

Without needing an interpreter, Lei Yang heard the name Hasan and immediately said: "It is not His Excellency Hasan. He himself is unaware..."

The interpreter hurriedly relayed it. Meng Chengbiao ignored it entirely. While taking out his phone to send a message to Jiang Yuan, he said: "Whether it was Hasan himself who asked you is not important, and I don't need to be that clear. He will be responsible..."

"But... but..." Discovering that Meng Chengbiao didn't follow the law, Lei Yang was suddenly not that confident. Seeing Meng Chengbiao tapping away to send a message, he could only grit his teeth and say: "Mr. Meng, I am just ensuring that Sophia does not slander the deceased's reputation."

"Heh... Jiang Yuan clearly doesn't think so." Meng Chengbiao flashed the phone interface with Jiang Yuan's reply to Lei Yang, quickly took it back, and said to the police officer next to him: "Just take a break and wait for the decision of the big shots."

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 1286 =====