In the criminal police team, Shi Hongfang was walking slowly.
Jiang Kaiji and Mei Jianbai took people to Wang Youcai's club to arrest him;
Liu Yuan went to the hospital to find an old classmate to prepare for a second review of the fake Wang Sheng corpse;
Tian Hao and Jin Ping'an went to Hu Yingshao's home to collect evidence.
Except for a few people who ensure that the detachment can still basically operate, most of the people are not here.
Crack, sizzle.
Shi Hongfang opened the door to the interrogation room again and sat opposite Hu Yingshao, but this time, he did not take any recording tools.
"Hongfang, you're here."
Hu Yingshao stopped crying and acting with a sad face now, and leaned back on the sofa calmly and calmly.
Shi Hongfang put his hands together on the table: "If possible, I hope you can call me Captain Shi here."
When Hu Yingshao heard this, he looked at the surveillance camera with a strange expression, and then raised his eyebrows: "You have come to see me alone. The surveillance cameras must have been turned off. There are only you and me here. There is no need to care about those small problems...those
Everyone is gone?"
"You've made such a big fuss, and we don't have time to hang around in the team."
Shi Hongfang took out his spare mobile phone, unlocked it, put it on the table, and pushed it towards Hu Yingshao.
Hu Yingshao reluctantly got up from the sofa, walked to the table and picked up her cell phone.
"Didn't Mr. Tao delete the video?" Hu Yingshao said pretending to be stupid.
"There is no need to act in front of me. The videos in Wang Youcai's hands can only be regarded as scandals at best and are unlikely to have any impact on you."
Shi Hongfang leaned back on his chair and looked up at Hu Yingshao: "A thing that has gone through a lot of hard work is far more valued than something that is easily obtained.
You tried so hard to get Tao Jun to delete these videos in order to create the impression that all the important evidence is in those USB drives, so that you can attract their attention and make it easier for you to do other things."
Hu Yingshao fiddled with his phone over and over again, and finally fixed his gaze on the logos on the four corners of the phone.
The logo is a door that is ajar.
"In the past two years, Mr. Hu's health has been getting better and better. The number of visits to the club has been increasing year by year. Should I compliment him and say that he is getting stronger?"
Hu Yingshao waited for a long time and finally clicked on the folder on his phone.
Looking at the sub-file named after the time and date, he sighed hypocritically: "Oh, Hongfang, sometimes this kind of socializing is involuntary, you should know this better than me."
"Don't interrupt. You know what I mean. Why did you kidnap someone three months ago? Please give me an explanation quickly. I don't have time to tangle with you on this case."
Shi Hongfang didn't understand where Hu Yingshao went so far as to insist on doing something that challenged the bottom line three months ago.
Isn't it better to just go to a club and find a girl?
Simply having someone drugged and kidnapped is not something an old fox like Hu Yingshao would do.
Tian Hao, Jin Ping'an and the others only have eyes for the case in front of them.
Shi Hongfang, on the other hand, coordinated the overall situation and expanded his sights to the entire Qianhua City.
He not only has to deal with the case at hand, but also has to deal with the power changes after Wang Youcai's fall.
"What are you talking about, Hongfang."
Hu Yingshao smiled obscenely: "I just went to the club to socialize, I didn't do anything else."
Shi Hongfang took a deep breath: "Then let me put it another way, what do you think of the serial kidnapping cases that started three months ago?"
Hu Yingshao grinned, his wrinkled old face looking disgusting.
"Hongfang, you are a criminal police officer. You should have your own opinions. Don't always ask other people's opinions."
"Besides, I don't know anything about this kidnapping case, and I haven't read the files. Even if you ask me to express my opinion, I don't know what to say."
Hu Yingshao refused to let go, even though he and Shi Hongfang were the only two people in the interrogation room.
Shi Hongfang had no choice but to put away his phone and leave.
He had already put his hand on the doorknob and was about to go out.
Hu Yingshao suddenly said: "To be honest, you are not suitable to be a criminal policeman. In terms of observation ability, you are not even as good as Tian Hao. Why have you stayed in the position of captain for so many years?
Your brother has always reserved the deputy bureau position for you."
"Are you meddling in my family affairs?" Shi Hongfang said coldly.
"This is just the teacher's guidance."
Hu Yingshao laughed dryly: "Your mobile phone is quite good."
No matter how cunning and cunning the old fox is, he would not dare to show off his power in front of the tiger.
After saying this mindless compliment, Hu Yingshao went back to the sofa and took a nap.
With his eyes closed tightly, he didn't realize that Shi Hongfang's eyes were getting colder and colder, so cold that it almost gave people frostbite.
When the door closed, Hu Yingshao opened his eyes again and said sourly: "If you didn't have a good family, people like you..."
The red light of the surveillance camera turned on again, and Hu Yingshao immediately closed his mouth and continued to take a nap.
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"Old Tian, come here and take a look at this!" Jin Pingan shouted loudly in the study.
Tian Hao, who was busy extracting fingerprints in the living room, just put his fingerprints on the card and saved it, and hurried to the study.
"What's wrong?"
"Smell this."
Jin Pingan handed over an inkstone.
"The smell of disinfectant." Tian Hao put down the inkstone and picked up the brush in the box.
Some of these brushes are old-fashioned brushes dipped in ink, and some are integrated brushes with ink stored in the barrel.
The former is mostly used for calligraphers' creations, while the latter is used to save time when helping people inscribe in public places.
These brushes have also been soaked in disinfectant water. According to the concentration of the smell, the soaking time should be within twenty hours, which was yesterday.
Jin Ping'an said excitedly: "Would you like to try to backtrack? You don't use disinfectant to wash your brushes."
Tian Hao shook his head cautiously: "You can only use backtracking three times at most, so it's best not to be impulsive.
If I were Hu Yingshao, I would definitely burn all these things before surrendering, instead of washing them with disinfectant and leaving them blatantly on the desk, waiting for others to come and check."
"You're here, you can't do what they did in the technical department, extract some fingerprints and hair, take photos and then leave, right?"
Jin Pingan feels that there are three chances anyway, so it is not impossible to try four or five times.
There is no need to save capacity on this matter.
"Anyway, looking back at the past of this house, one item is enough. Compared with the ornaments in the house, this kind of item that Hu Yingshao will take out for use can see more and more complete things."
Jin Ping'an began to persuade Tian Hao: "Please help me find out which brush he uses most. I'll try to trace back."
Tian Hao couldn't resist him and had no choice but to agree.
However, he did not choose those brushes that could store ink, but picked up those that were solid.
"Tao Jun once said that Hu Yingshao liked to use body fluids to grind ink, so he probably used this old-fashioned brush."
Tian Hao picked up a heavy brush and stuffed it into Jin Ping'an's hand: "No one knows which ones he uses for daily practice and which ones he uses for creation. Just pick one and try it."
"OK."
Jin Pingan closed his eyes and began to retrace the brush.
Soon his consciousness came to a place, a twisted space filled with large and small rooms, and each room recorded a history of the brush.
Jin Pingan began to float towards the nearest occupied rooms. The closer it was to his consciousness, the closer the incident occurred.
In fact, Jin Pingan's backtracking ability was not like this at the beginning.
When he first discovered his abilities, this consciousness space was completely chaotic, and the retrospective history also had a non-linear time structure.
Every piece of history is floating back and forth. It is possible that what happened yesterday is visually a hundred meters away, while the past decades ago is right in front of you.
The current orderly scene of history is the result of his continuous use of abilities to adjust the space according to his own understanding.
These two people are... Wang Youcai and his younger brother Wang Youde?
When Jin Ping'an checked several rooms around him, he saw the two brothers Wang Youcai.
Based on multiple backtracking experiences and the distance, Jin Pingan estimated that the incident should have occurred within twenty hours.
The time to look back is limited. Instead of wasting time in the long history, looking for evidence of Hu Yingshao's crimes, it is better to get the information about Wang Youcai first.
After the two met last night, Wang Youcai and Wang Youde disappeared. This old guy Hu Yingshao must know something.
Thinking of this, Jin Pingan did not hesitate and immediately dived into this period of history.
Jin Pingan's body appeared in the living room, but he immediately noticed a sense of dissonance.
'I said... there is no sound...'
There are only a few voices in history, and this time I am not as lucky as before.
However, the lack of sound did not affect the development of the plot. He followed Hu Yingshao silently.
Hu Yingshao opened a tea bag and poured the tea powder into the tea set.
'This old guy likes to drink tea powder?'
Not long after, the female caregiver at home hurried to the door.
Fortunately, Hu Yingshao did not act suspiciously during this period, so Jin Pingan was able to devote some of his attention to observing the female nurse.
I happened to notice the arrival of the two brothers Wang Youcai.
Jin Ping'an stood next to the nurse, looking at the Wang brothers with unkind expressions and the female nurse who was bowing repeatedly as if to apologize, a trace of doubt arose in his heart.
Is what Hu Yingshao said true? Wang Youcai came over last night to threaten him?
No sound is really troublesome.
Wang Youcai passed through Jin Ping'an's body and walked to the tea table to sit down. He pushed all the tea sets aside unceremoniously.
The nurse did not call the police as Hu Yingshao said, but picked up the garbage bag and went downstairs, leaving room for everyone to talk.
'It seems I want too much.'
Jin Ping'an looked at Hu Yingshao with disgust and shook his head. It was clear that Wang Youcai just pushed the tea set away, but it was really an exaggeration to say that he overturned it.
Wang Youcai looked very unhappy, as if he was arguing with Hu Yingshao about something, but it didn't take long before he changed his face to a smiling face and offered tea.
What happened next was almost the same as what Hu Yingshao said when he surrendered, but instead of getting tea, he answered a phone call.
Jin Pingan's spirit was lifted, he immediately pressed the pause button and memorized the phone number.
Although all the information in the room will be poured into his mind after the regression is over, he still has to recall a series of phone numbers from a lot of messy information.
To give a simple example, the difficulty of recalling phone numbers is equivalent to asking Guo Xiaosi to grab Kobe Bryant's rebound in basketball.
Not to mention it is as difficult as climbing to the sky, at least it is like dust on the tip of a needle.
After watching the interaction between Wang Youcai and Hu Yingshao, Jin Pingan made up his mind.
'When I have time, I must learn lip reading!'
Jin Ping'an stood between the two sides, anxious and anxious.
This feeling is more uncomfortable than a scumbag watching a foreign movie without subtitles. Even if you don't understand what the characters in the movie are saying, you can still get the general meaning from the tone of voice, movements, and demeanor.
But this group of people, each and every one of them, likes to keep their true emotions in their hearts, and you can tell that they are shit.
The only thing he gained was the phone number.
After exiting the traceback, Jin Pingan immediately took out his mobile phone and quickly recorded this string of numbers before the torrent of information flooded into his mind.
About five or six minutes later, Jin Pingan shook his dizzy head and stood up from the sofa.
Tian Hao handed over a bottle of mineral water: "How's it going? Is it better?"
"It's not bad. I haven't made any progress over the years. At least my endurance is much stronger than before." Jin Ping'an unscrewed the cap of the bottle and took a big gulp.
"Wang Youcai did have a dispute with Hu Yingshao last night, but it was not as Hu Yingshao said that the Wang Youcai brothers threatened him personally.
The final outcome seemed to be that Wang Youcai compromised on Hu Yingshao. After Wang Youcai and the others left, Hu Yingshao stood alone on the balcony, muttering something to himself with a disdainful expression."
"In short, there is no useful information in this traceback except the phone number.
It's a pity that there is no sound this time, and I don't know lip reading, otherwise I would at least know whether what they argued about last night is related to the case."
After hearing this, Tian Hao touched his chin and asked, "Didn't you watch the further clips?"
"No, in order to save time, I jumped into that timeline after seeing Wang Youcai." Jin Pingan scratched his head in embarrassment.
"I have an idea."
Tian Hao said: "Since your headache and nausea are caused by the infusion of observation information, can you avoid the sequelae if you don't enter a specific time period and just observe in the conscious space?"
Jin Pingan explained: "But if you don't go in, you won't be able to see all the contents. And even if you don't go in, the time I can stay in that space is limited, and I can't stay forever."
“But if we don’t go into a specific period of history, there won’t be any sequelae of information indoctrination, right?
So can you backtrack multiple times? Since there are so many backtracking clips, there will always be a few key pieces of information floating on the surface, right?"
Tian Hao made suggestions based on his understanding of Jin Pingan's abilities.
"Hey, hey, hey... do you know how much history there is in that consciousness space? Even if I don't go in, there will be overflowing information poured into my brain.
Moreover, the information is not just pure information, but also a lot of confusing memories. I'm afraid that when I come back, I won't be able to tell whether I am a person or an object.
The most critical thing is that there are too many backtracking clips, and finding key information is simply harder than finding a grain of sand in a pile of rice."
Jin Pingan had never thought of this method, but in the end he gave up because the efficiency was too low.