"But how can we be sure that the video has been edited?" Jiang Zhe was confused.
"As long as it is handed over to the relevant forensic identification department," Gu Qingjiu said while clicking on the video without hesitation: "Because the time is very short, the prisoner has no time to do detailed processing, and there will definitely be some obvious problems at the connection.
trace."
"Look."
Gu Qingjiu found a connection. She slowed down the two clips of the front and back frames of the video for comparison:
"Because the black market is underground, you cannot rely on natural light to judge, but the light outside the window is different today and yesterday."
Under her demonstration, everyone could clearly see that the neon lights flashing outside the surveillance video window of Jiang Zhe's office had subtle color differences between today and yesterday.
However, since the lights are also turned on indoors, it is difficult for people to detect the color difference of the neon lights shining through the windows without careful observation, and the abrupt change of the two colors is clearly visible at the junction.
Although it was only a short second, and the brightness of the neon lights was obscured by the lights in the room, it could still be seen.
Gu Jinfu exclaimed in amazement: "It's true! The colors are different!"
"Next, just hand over this video to the professional appraisal department. I believe they will find more loopholes than us." Gu Qingjiu copied the video and handed it to Jiang Zhe: "I think the value of the gold belt is
It should be enough to open a case for investigation, and I hope Mr. Jiang can leave a satisfactory answer to both of us."
"This is natural." Jiang Zhe gratefully took the USB flash drive from her hand.
He should have been responsible for the theft of the golden belt, and he had to trouble the winner to find the clues in person. Of course, he felt guilty from the bottom of his heart.
But on the other hand, this also reflects in disguise that the security system of their martial arts gym is not in place.
...It looks like someone is going to be fired today.
——
After solving this matter, new problems lingered on Gu Qingjiu.
When he returned to the interview room, seeing Gu Qingjiu still looking sad, Jiang Zhe asked sincerely:
"Ms. Gu, are you worried about the golden belt?"
"If possible, I am willing to pay you a certain amount of compensation in advance. Don't worry, I will get the gold belt back soon."
"That's not the only thing I'm worried about."
Gu Qingjiu smiled and shook her head, and then told him that she was looking for glazed stones everywhere.
"So that's it." Jiang Zhe now understood why she came to participate in the martial arts competition to win the championship even at the risk of injury. It turned out to be for the glazed stone embedded in the golden belt.
But surprisingly, this time he no longer blamed himself, but excitedly clapped his thigh and said: "If you are worried about this... I think I have a solution."
Under Jiang Zhe's explanation, everyone gradually learned the reason for his happiness.
It turns out that since he moved back to Haidu a few years ago and opened a martial arts gym, his business has gradually stabilized, so he brought his mother from the countryside to the big city of Haidu to enjoy the blessings.
In his mother's hand, there was an ancestral glazed stone pendant.
Although it is a necklace, it is also a piece of high-quality glazed stone, no smaller than the one on the gold belt.
Hearing this, Gu Qingjiu fell into deep thought:
"But that's your family's heirloom, right?"
Can things passed down from ancestors be given away to others so easily?
"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter. My family has a lot of things passed down from our ancestors."
When Jiang Zhe talked about this matter, he seemed careless.
Everyone said in their hearts - quite "filial".
"Just one thing, I may not be able to persuade my mother to take out this stone on my own." Jiang Zhe gave Gu Qingjiu a hopeful look: "Whether you can get it...but it depends on you.
Already."
——
Gu Qingjiu sent the stone that was auctioned earlier to the studio. Wu Mao said with surprise and a little regret:
"You actually found the Glazed Stone in such a short period of time?! Unfortunately, it's just a little small..."
"With the current size, how many sets of jewelry can we make?" Gu Qingjiu compared the original design draft. Her idea was that no matter how big or small, at least everyone should be able to wear one with a glaze on their head.
Light stone jewelry.
"Right now... I can probably make 10 sets," Wu Mao pondered, but shook his head uncertainly:
“But this can only be achieved by ensuring that the yield rate is above 70%.”
Gu Qingjiu could hear the helplessness in her words, but 70% is already very high for the production yield of glazed stone. Usually the yield rate of glazed stone is 65%. In other words, if a mistake is made, the yield rate of glazed stone will be 65%.
There are quite a lot of them, and it’s very possible that you can’t even get 10 sets together.
She had no choice but to relax Wu Mao's mentality: "It doesn't matter, I'll look around and see if there are any other raw materials in Haidu. As for the production, you just have to do your best."
A total of 25 models will be present for the display, and 10 sets are obviously not enough. But right now, there is less than half a month left. Even if she can ensure that she can gather enough glazed stones within a week, she may not be able to make it in time.
Made into jewelry.
After thinking about it, she whispered a few words to Wu Mao. Wu Mao nodded understandingly, and Gu Qingjiu left.
——
Based on the clues left by Jiang Zhe, Gu Qingjiu found the address of Granny Jiang.
According to what he said, after Grandma Jiang was brought to the big city, she couldn't sit around all day long. When she couldn't do it anymore, Jiang Zhe bought a store for her to open.
The place is a relatively remote location in Haibai District, but there is a primary school nearby, and many primary school students usually come here after school.
When Gu Qingjiu arrived, he saw this scene.
A group of primary school students were like chickens, surrounding an old lady.
"Grandma Jiang, Grandma Jiang, I want to eat sweet-scented osmanthus cake tomorrow!"
"Mother-in-law, I want to eat fried skewers!"
“Of course today’s bozi cake is the most delicious!”
Their voices were messy, but grandma's face was kind and she still listened to them with a smile.
Seeing an adult coming over, the children dispersed in a hurry, but they all held a small bowl cake in their hands, which was as colorful as their smiling faces.
Gu Qingjiu walked up to her grandma and nodded politely to her: "Are you Jiang Zhe's mother, Aunt Jiang?"
It was rare for grandma to hear her son's name from other people, and she was a little surprised: "Are you——?"
"I am a friend of his martial arts school, and I came here today with an unkind invitation."
Seeing Gu Qingjiu say this with a solemn tone and a sincere face, Grandma Jiang sighed, cleaned up the stall outside the store, and then waved to her:
"Since you are Azhe's friend, let's come in and talk."
After Gu Qingjiu followed Granny Jiang into the store, she was surprised to find that there was not a single customer in the store.
"Today...is it closed?"
She looked around the store. Although the store was not big, and many things had yellowing marks, she could see that the people who ran it were very attentive. Every table was polished and polished, and she was always wondering when it would be ready.
Be prepared for the coming guests.
Grandma Jiang put up a sign saying she was out of business, then sat down and sighed:
