He is responsible for extracting the hotel's surveillance.
"Oh, open it quickly and take a look."
Mi Jian said.
Zhang Min opened the notebook in his hand and faced the screen towards Mi Jian, Qin Fan and Xiang Bin.
He opened the copied surveillance video from a folder.
This is surveillance video footage from the teahouse.
In a corner of the tea house, two people were sitting together and talking.
Due to the long distance, the side angle, and the obstruction by some bonsai plants, the portrait is not very clear.
Zhang Min pointed to the coffee table where the two of them were sitting, "Mi Bureau, Team Xiang, Mr. Qin, please look here."
Looking along Zhang Min's finger, there was a white handbag next to the coffee table.
Very similar to the bag found in the elevator.
He then pointed to the silhouette of a person on the screen, "We have just asked the staff to identify this thin person as the van driver Zhang Huan."
Then, Zhang Min switched the video to the elevator entrance.
A man appeared waiting for the elevator with a white handbag. He was wearing a mask, leather gloves and a hat, and his face could not be seen clearly.
Obviously, the other party has certain anti-detection capabilities and is deliberately avoiding surveillance videos.
Zhang Huan took another elevator and had a black bag in his hand.
It was as if the two of them didn't know each other.
"Judging from the person's stature, he is about 1.75 meters tall. We asked the waiter at the teahouse and found that he didn't have any characteristics. It's just that his accent is not from Haizhou."
"We only found one type of fingerprint on the cup, which was confirmed to be that of the waiter. This person was extremely cautious and wore leather gloves throughout the process."
Then, the surveillance video switched to the elevator, where people were coming and going, but there was no particularly obvious behavior.
When we arrived at the lobby on the first floor, when the man came out, there was no bag in his hand.
Zhang Min said: "When he came out of the elevator, he was the last one. He no longer had a handbag. He was probably afraid of leaving more tails."
"Judging from the time, he left exactly at 12 o'clock. You can see that after he came out, he looked towards the wedding hall and specifically raised his hand to look at his watch."
Zhang Min stopped playing and said, "After summarizing several aspects, we can deduce a rough outline."
"Someone bribed the driver Zhang Huan, or Zhang Huan himself was a participant and used the convenience of transportation to switch the package."
"The driver then went to the tea house to use the wedding company's backup microphone to communicate."
"It is estimated that there was some kind of transaction in between. We can't verify what was discussed specifically at the moment."
"Well, Xiang Bin, find out the identity of the other person as soon as possible, mainly focusing on outsiders."
Mi Jian issued the order again.
"yes!"
Xiang Bin immediately turned around to make arrangements.
Mi Jian raised his head and looked at Qin Fan, "Mr. Qin, this is the current situation. We will catch the murderer as soon as possible and strive to give Mr. Wen an explanation."
"Okay, thank you for your hard work!"
Qin Fan and Mi Jian shook hands and said goodbye.
As soon as I walked out of the hall, I met Lin Hua, Fourth Master, Li Qiang, Zhou Jingtian, Pang Zhengxiang and others.
They persuaded most of the guests to leave, but they wanted to stay and say goodbye to Qin Fan alone.
"Mr. Qin!"
Lin Hua came over. He wanted to say a few words of comfort, but when the words came to his lips, he couldn't say a word.
Qin Fan was very moved, he knew what the other party wanted to say.
"Everyone, please don't say anything. We are all very sad. Please go back."
"I will stay in Haizhou for a while, and I will tell you when things come to light."
"Okay, take care of yourself!"
Fourth Master shook Qin Fan's hand.
Everyone also knows that staying here won't help much.
They all came forward to shake hands with Qin Fan and say goodbye. When leaving, everyone patted Qin Fan's hand to express their comfort.
After sending these friends away, Qin Fan walked towards Zhou Yulan and the others.
"Let them all leave."
Qin Fan asked.
He naturally refers to friends and classmates such as Lan Mei, Xiao Xue, and Ling Xiaorui.
Zhou Yulan wiped her wet eyes with a tissue and nodded.
Xiaowen has long been integrated into this big family and has saved Qin Fan's life countless times, which makes Zhou Yulan feel very sad.
Qin Fan reached out and held Zhou Yulan's hand.
"Let's go to the hospital first. Ling'er is still there."
At the same time, a van was speeding on the Third Ring Road in Haizhou City.
In the passenger seat, there are a lot of gifts.
Zhang Huan was rushing home to have lunch.
He was so happy that he had met a noble person recently.
Zhang Huan usually likes to play mahjong, he is loyal and saves face.
Half a month ago, while playing mahjong, I made a new friend named Meng Liang. This man was very forthright and generous.
Several times due to bad luck, Zhang Huan lost money at the mahjong table, but Meng Liang didn't ask him for it.
In this way, you come and go with me, and after drinking several times, the two of them felt like they had met each other late.
One time while drinking and chatting, Meng Liang looked sad.
After Zhang Huan pressed for questioning, Meng Liang told the truth, saying that his boss had been looking for a microphone.
This type of microphone is a style from a few years ago and is now rarely seen on the market.
Meng Liang was worrying about how to help his boss find him.
As for why his boss wanted this kind of microphone, Meng Liang said that his boss was nostalgic and liked to collect some weird and old objects.
Every time they go to a place on a business trip, their boss will entrust them to help find some old objects.
Meng Liang took advantage of the wine to show Zhang Huan some photos.
There are various old objects placed on a row of wooden shelves, including old records, radios, microphones, even little red books, old wine bottles, etc.
Meng Liang's words were clear and logical, which naturally convinced Zhang Huan.
He then said that he often transports equipment to wedding companies, including microphones.
Meng Liang was overjoyed and asked Zhang Huan to take a photo first.
The next day, Zhang Huan took advantage of the transportation and took a photo of the microphone and sent it to Meng Liang.
That night, Meng Liang invited Zhang Huan out for a drink again, saying that his boss had identified the microphone.
Be sure to ask Zhang Huan for help and agree to replace it with a new microphone that is roughly the same, so that Zhang Huan will not be embarrassed.
Zhang Huan was very loyal and immediately agreed with a pat on his chest.
Today, he took advantage of the convenience of transportation and secretly dropped the microphone out of the bag.
He handed it over to Meng Liang in the teahouse. The other party was very happy and readily gave him 50,000 yuan as a reward, saying it was a little thought from his boss.
This is real money, more than what he earned after working hard for half a year. It's just like picking up money.
He bought many gifts for his wife and children at home.
Zhang Huan listened to Haizhou City’s traffic radio while driving.
At this time, the announcer inserted a piece of news.
"Now here is a breaking news. At 12:32 noon, during a wedding at the Haizhou Hotel in our city, the microphone exploded..."
When Meng Liang heard the news, he was stunned for a moment, and his brain made a buzzing sound.
He was shocked and horrified, and he knew even more clearly that he had switched the microphone himself.
Why did it explode all of a sudden?
He also became a murderer.
In horror, he subconsciously stepped on the brakes.
But just by braking, an off-road vehicle behind him had no time to slow down and hit his van.
The van was hit and immediately deviated from its direction. The front of the van hit the large truck next to it.
Suddenly, the scene was in a mess, and the front of the van was torn apart almost instantly.
Zhang Huan is even more in trouble.
In fact, even if something doesn't happen to Zhang Huan now, something will happen soon.
Because the van's brake oil pipe had long been ruptured and was leaking little by little.