The battery box was still intact last night, but it turned out to be like this today. Even if Song Xinxin was killed, she wouldn't believe it if no one did anything. Although she was shocked in her heart, she didn't show it on the surface and continued to collect samples calmly.
The car wreckage had obviously been soaked by rain, and all traces and clues had basically disappeared. Even the inside of the battery box had been washed with high-pressure water cannons. The purpose was self-evident, to destroy the evidence and point the cause of the deflagration to the battery explosion. Song Xinxin surrounded the wreckage. After two turns, he was shaking with anger, these beasts! They were simply lawless.
She immediately called Shen Hongyi: "Director Shen, I can't do it. Yesterday, the tram wreckage was left in the open air and let the rain soak in. All traces were washed away. I saw that the battery box was intact, but now it exploded. , who are those people? I suspect they were responsible for the incident."
Shen Hongyi said: "Director Song, you do your own thing well, and I will coordinate the rest. You have to trust the organization..." Maybe he felt that this sentence was not strong enough, so he added another sentence, "You have to trust me."
"Okay, I believe you." Song Xinxin hung up the phone and led her colleagues to collect samples from the car. She personally leaned on the battery box, held an acetone cotton ball with tweezers, and wiped it in the dead corner. Wipe it and put it in a plastic bag.
Technical personnel from the Work Safety Supervision Bureau and Qingshi High-tech also came to the scene. When they saw the battery box exploded, Qingshi High-tech engineers said it was impossible. They said that each battery of our product is insured, and the outside is covered with an explosion-proof box. It is absolutely impossible. An explosion may occur, and this explosion is not caused by the explosion of the battery itself.
People from the Provincial Work Safety Bureau also protested, saying that the vehicle wreckage had been exposed to rain. How should we inspect it? How did your Public Security Bureau do the job? Such important evidence was left outdoors in the rain?
These words were said in front of Song Xinxin, which made her unable to step down, so she had to call Shen Hongyi again: "Director Shen, you need to clarify that it is not the responsibility of the public security to let the wreckage get wet, it is the armed police... "
"There are no armed police." Shen Hongyi interrupted her, "The armed police were not dispatched last night."
Song Xinxin was dumbfounded. When she thought about it carefully, she realized that the soldiers with guns did not have any markings on them, and they did not call themselves the Armed Police Anti-Terrorist Squad. This was all what she had taken for granted, thinking that the special forces equipped with submachine guns must be armed police.
"Then who are they?" Song Xinxin had vaguely guessed something, but was not sure.
"There is nothing. The wreckage being exposed to the rain is indeed our responsibility, mainly the traffic police. Xinxin, just do your own thing and submit a report based on what you saw. Don't worry about other things. You can't do it either. I am not saying this to you as the director, but as a friend, do you understand?"
Shen Hongyi spoke sincerely, but Song Xinxin's heart grew colder. She knew that she was involved in a huge conspiracy, and even the police chief was their accomplice. The truth seemed to be right in front of her eyes and could be revealed at the first glance, but But he was restrained and couldn't reach out.
At the same time, the comrades of the municipal government's emergency response team were also busy. They booked the entire Suzaku Hotel to receive the families of the 520 passengers who were involved in the tragedy, opened rooms for them, provided food and drinks, and sent out a large number of volunteers. To take care of their families and provide psychological counseling, the city finance department urgently allocated 3 million yuan for medical assistance and condolences. Each passenger and passenger received a 50,000 yuan condolence payment. At present, the mood of the injured and their families is relatively stable, and they all praise the effective measures of the government.
Under the leadership of the Propaganda Department of the Municipal Party Committee, reporters from TV stations, newspapers, and mainstream websites flocked to the Burn Specialist Hospital, vying to interview the "most beautiful driver." They were all turned away by Liu Handong, and two cameras were even smashed. The reporters
Unwilling to give up, they turned to interview Ma Guoqing and Wang Yulan. The old couple had traditional ideas and thought that the reporter was a member of the Party and was promoting their daughter, so they cooperated very well and uncovered everything about Ma Ling since she was a child. Only then did the reporters
Went away satisfied.
That night, after the news broadcast, Omi TV broadcast a large-scale live report "Tonight We Are All Omi People", enthusiastically praising the selfless revolutionary humanitarian spirit of the cadres and the masses who rescued the injured after the May 20 tragedy.
On the viaduct at the scene, under the neon lights, countless candles formed a rectangle with the word 520 in the middle. All cars passing by the scene of the accident slowed down and honked their horns in mourning.
As soon as the camera turned, in front of the Omi City Government Building, the sky was full of morning glow. The handsome armed police soldiers waved the national flag gracefully. The five-star red flag slowly rose during the national anthem. After arriving at the flagpole, the flag was lowered to half-mast. Countless pedestrians stopped walking to watch the ceremony. The camera
Looking closer, the crowd's eyes were full of tears. Several young students raised their arms and shouted: "Omi people, stand up and don't cry!"
The music started, and the host said affectionately: "There is no love between fire and water. No matter where you come from, we are all Omi people tonight. We pray for the dead and cheer for the injured..."
The camera switched and the voiceover sounded: "After the tragic accident, the female driver on Route 520 reacted quickly. She opened the door immediately, jumped out of the car and slammed the window with the anti-theft door key. She rescued more than ten passengers, but she herself
Engulfed in flames, when the ambulance crew carried our heroic female driver into the ambulance, they found that the key had fused with her hand and was inseparable... After the interview, we learned that this 26-year-old female driver was engulfed in flames.
A 2-year-old female driver will be a bride in two months.
This program was very successful. Countless viewers shed tears in front of the TV screen and donated money one after another. At the request of the organization, various units also went to the bloody battle to donate blood. The Omi spirit of supporting one side in trouble from all sides was carried forward at this moment.
Late at night, Song Xinxin was testing samples alone in the laboratory of the forensic center. The samples collected from inside the battery box contained trace amounts of polyisobutylene and TNT. Together, these two things are the famous C4 explosive!
The battery box was blown open with plastic explosives. This discovery made Song Xinxin's hair stand on end. C4 is not an ordinary explosive. Ordinary criminals are more likely to use detonators, black powder, and various homemade explosives, but the level of C4 is
Toys for terrorists and special forces.
New evidence was extracted from the remains of the deceased, proving that gasoline was involved in fueling the combustion.
Song Xinxin picked up the phone, thought about it and put it down, then went out and went straight to the director's office. Shen Hongyi was a workaholic and almost never went home. He worked overtime in the office all night and slept on the camp bed when he was tired. After Forensic Song knocked on the door, the secretary came over
Opening the door, Shen Hongyi was working at his desk, his eyes red from the heat.
"Director Shen, I'm going to buy midnight snacks." The secretary knew that the relationship between Forensic Doctor Song and Director Shen was unusual, so he avoided it with a wink.
"Have a seat, have you made any important discoveries?" Shen Hongyi came out from behind the desk and poured tea for Song Xinxin.
"I remember you don't drink tea." Song Xinxin said.
"Oh, I stayed up too late and can't stand it without drinking tea." Shen Hongyi poured himself a cup, "It's the tea sent by Mayor Liu. It tastes very good."
Song Xinxin said: "Preliminary findings indicate that the fire was caused by man-made arson. The criminals used gasoline. The battery box was also blown up afterwards, using military-grade C4 explosives. They also used faucets to destroy evidence and cover up the facts."
Shen Hongyi's hand in pouring tea paused slightly, then poured the tea steadily, put down the teapot, and said seriously: "Is there a mistake?"
"It's absolutely not wrong." Song Xinxin said, "I guarantee it with my personality."
"I know this matter, please keep it secret." Shen Hongyi didn't seem surprised, which made Song Xinxin puzzled, "Keep it secret? Why keep it secret? Shouldn't the truth be found out and the people should be given an explanation?"
Shen Hongyi said: "Of course the truth must be investigated, but it cannot cause social panic. Think about it, deliberately setting fires and plastic bombs. What does this mean? This is a terrorist attack! This is no longer something that our public security department can solve alone. It must be Report to the Municipal Party Committee and Municipal Government, unify the caliber, and concentrate on investigating. Many things are not as simple as you think. Xinxin, you are progressing too fast, and your ideological level needs to keep up."
Song Xinxin was convinced. I'm afraid this matter is really not that simple. She bit her lip: "Okay, I understand."
"It's getting late, I won't keep you." Shen Hongyi looked at his watch. He is now the head of the city bureau. He has a sensitive status. He is in the same room with a female police officer, so it is inevitable that there will be gossip.
"Okay, I'll go back and continue working overtime." Song Xinxin stood up and left.
Shen Hongyi lit a cigarette and started thinking. He was destined to have trouble sleeping tonight.
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At the headquarters of Qingshi High-tech, An Xin also had sleepless nights. The other party caused the battery pack explosion just to suppress the stock price and make a hostile takeover. She knew who was behind the scenes, but she couldn't say it and could only defend passively.
The photos taken by Song Shuang were passed on to Liu Handong, who in turn passed them on to An Xin. An Xin arranged for personnel from the public relations department to obtain the surveillance video at the time of the incident. The video showed that there was no explosion during the driving of Route 520, it was just a simple incident. In the event of a fire, and the extensive use of aluminum alloys and flame-resistant plastics inside the vehicle, it is impossible to burn violently, and the only possibility is arson.
The official information conference has not yet been held, and various rumors have spread on the Internet. Some people say that cynical schizophrenia patients set the fire to vent their anger, some say that it is a terrorist attack caused by ethnic minorities in the west, and some say that it is not that complicated, it is Qingshi Hi-Tech. The quality of the battery was not up to par, and an explosion caused a fire. The backstory of Qingshi High-tech is very complicated. It is not a national enterprise at all, proud of China, but a comprador and traitor enterprise controlled by Yankees, Goldman Sachs, and Freemasonry. It specializes in using high-risk pollution products that have been eliminated from abroad. Technology harms the Chinese people.
In the cells of Omi No. 1 Detention Center, the prisoners raised their heads and looked at the TV set behind the barbed wire. The TV was playing the 520 tragedy tracking report.
Zhu Xiaoqiang shaved his head and squatted in the crowd. Half of his face was beaten to a bloody pulp by the prison bullies. His small eyes were squinted. He was short-sighted. He was not allowed to wear glasses in the detention center. He couldn't see the TV screen, but he could hear the sound. , at this time, he felt itchy in his heart, what a great opportunity to make trouble, but it was a pity that he was in jail and could not show his talents. He even fantasized that Ruan Xiaochuan and the big shots behind him would think of his expertise in cleaning the land and use it. Amnesty order to free yourself.
But these are illusions after all. The city government has plenty of professional land cleaning talents.