When we returned to game 749, it was already past zero.
I held the computer and asked the third fat man: "How should I dispose of this thing? Should I give it directly to the recycling department? But their office is not in the bureau?"
The third fat man rolled his eyes at me: "You have been in the bureau for more than a month, right? How come you don't even know the procedures of the investigation department? After the contained object is recovered, the investigator must first write an analysis report to explain the capabilities and capabilities of the contained object.
Pay attention to the following before handing it over to the safekeeping office for storage. Take this thing back to your dormitory first, I will come over and check it in a while, and then write out the report overnight."
I asked strangely: "Then why don't you put it there?"
The third fat man said with envy and hatred: "The dormitory in the Intelligence Department cannot be compared with yours. My dormitory is shared by four people, and it is not as convenient as your independent suite. That's it, move in quickly and don't let anyone see it.
Here we are, I’ll go to the cafeteria to get some food first, what do you want?”
Although it is already late at night, the canteen of Bureau 749 is open 24 hours a day. Sanpang and I ran out for several hours today and didn't even have time to eat dinner. Now we are already hungry and our stomachs are growling.
So I asked the third fat man to bring me whatever he wanted, as long as it had meat. I carried the computer into the elevator and went straight to my home.
After returning to the dormitory, I had just installed the computer when the third fat man came back carrying a bag of chicken and a few bottles of beer.
San Pang and I were eating white chicken and drinking beer while chatting about today's case. I asked him if this case was solved, would there be a chance to be transferred to the investigation department? He thought about it and said that if this incident
If it is a Class B or above incident, then there is a 90% certainty. But unfortunately this incident is too small, just a supernatural video. If we are optimistic, the possibility is only 50% at most.
I comforted: "Five achievements are good. The important thing is that after this experience, you are also famous in our bureau. A member of the Intelligence Division independently solved an incident. Wang Chu and the staff of several departments
I will always remember you in my heart."
The third fat man nodded: "I hope so."
Although there was no confidence in my words, it seemed that my words at least restored Sanpang's motivation a lot. Because he hurriedly ate a few pieces of chicken, then returned to the computer desk and began to check whether the supernatural video inside could still be played normally.
When the game screen appeared on the computer screen, the third fat man wanted to fast forward to the first goal screen immediately, but I stopped him. I told him that he had been busy for a long time today, and it was not enough time.
The two of us simply drank beer together and watched the football match. After all, this was also a match between the Chinese team and the Brazilian team. Although Fatty and I watched the clips of the match at least dozens of times today, we didn’t even get a complete match.
Seen.
The fat man paused for a moment, looked back at the chicken and beer beside me, swallowed his saliva, and then agreed and walked over.
"Okay, it's been a tiring day, so it won't take more than a few dozen minutes."
That game was just like the news we saw on the Internet before. The Chinese team, which entered the World Cup finals for the first time, saw the strong strength of a football powerhouse on the field, and was beaten 3-0 in the first half.
We ate and drank while watching the game, until the end of the first half, during the intermission commercial break, the third fat man got up and was about to fast forward to the second half, but I suddenly stopped him.
San Pang put his hand on the mouse and turned around to ask me what was wrong? I didn’t know how to answer him for a while. I just felt that something was wrong in the first half of the game we just watched. What exactly was wrong?
I can’t say it yet.
"Something's wrong?" The third fat man looked at me and asked strangely, "What's wrong?"
I blinked and asked San Fatty to rewind the video to the moment before the first goal, and then let him start playing it normally.
On the computer, everything looked like we had seen before, Carlos's free kick hit Li Weifeng directly in the head and bounced into the net.
Sanpang said: "Everything is normal. Sijiu, are you too tired today and hallucinating? Why don't you go back to your room and sleep first..."
Seeing Fatty San talking and holding the mouse to drag the progress bar, I suddenly widened my eyes, pointed at the corner of the screen and shouted: "Fat San, look at this!"
In the middle of the night, I suddenly heard a ghostly scream, which frightened the third fat man. He quickly turned around and looked at the screen again, but still found nothing.
I dragged the video back a few seconds, stopped at the moment when the ball was scored, and then pressed the play button.
I poked my finger directly on the screen, pointed at a picture inside and said, "Look at Li Weifeng! Didn't you notice that his movements changed?"
In the picture, when the whistle sounded for the Brazilian team to score, everyone on the Chinese team had a frustrated expression on their faces. Only Li Weifeng stood there, looking at the ball lying in the goal with a puzzled face.
If it were the first time to watch this video, perhaps no one would be able to detect the abnormality in it, but I clearly remember that just over an hour ago, when San Pang and I were checking this video at Zheng Lei’s home,
After the Chinese team lost a ball, Li Weifeng's action was clearly holding his head in his hands, looking confused.
Sanpang blinked his little eyes, thought for a while and asked me if I remembered it wrong? I said: "How can I be wrong! This video is different from reality in this place. You and I have watched it for more than ten times at Zheng Lei's house.
How could you have misremembered Li Datou's movements? And if you look at Li Datou in the video now, don't you think his movements and the reactions of the people around him are very abrupt?"
When the third fat man heard this, he went back and read it again, and took a breath: "It's true."
The sudden feeling I'm talking about refers to the strange expression on Li Weifeng's face after conceding the ball. His expression didn't look like he was upset about his own goal at all. Instead, he felt like he had seen a ghost, written all over his face.
What I feel is not annoyance and disappointment, but doubt and confusion.
But, why does Li Weifeng in the video have such an expression? Sanpang and I can’t figure it out.
However, after experiencing such a discovery, Sanpang's interest in this video suddenly came back. He originally thought that this supernatural video was just a recording of the game that was slightly different from reality, but he did not expect that the content of the video would actually
Suddenly something changed again.
I just don’t know what is causing this? Will there be more changes in the content of the video?
The three fat men were obviously intrigued by these two questions and decided to read it a few more times. Although I felt a little itchy, I really couldn't hold it in any longer and kept complaining that I was sleepy.
The third fat man quickly said to me: "No, no, you have sharp eyes. If it weren't for you, we would have overlooked a big discovery. Anyway, Sister Lin won't be here tomorrow, so you might as well stay with me to watch it for a while."
I originally disagreed, but I couldn't resist San Pang's repeated pleas, so I could only watch with him for more than an hour.
But during this hour, no matter how wide-eyed the two of us were, we never noticed any changes in the video.
After watching it, I couldn't bear it anymore, so I just sat on the sofa and fell asleep.
I don’t know how long I slept. In my daze, I suddenly heard a whistle, and then I heard someone shouting: "Swedish referee Anderson’s whistle sounded. The game was over. The Chinese team lost 0:3."
Brazil team…”
I opened my eyes and found that it was already bright. I looked at my watch and it was seven o'clock.
In my daze, I forgot that Lin Qianyi was not here today, and thought I would be late for my morning run. As soon as I sat up straight, I realized that I was sleeping on the sofa in the dormitory with San Pang.
I was sleeping on one end of the sofa, and the third fat man was sleeping on the other end of the sofa. This guy was holding my feet and talking in his sleep. He didn't know what he was dreaming about.
I took my legs out of his arms and sat down on the sofa. I heard the noise coming from my ears. When I turned around, I found that the computer was still on, and the video of the match between China and Brazil was playing on it.
I thought to myself that maybe the three fat guys fell asleep while watching it last night and did not turn off the computer, allowing the video to loop and play countless times.
I was about to get up and turn off the computer, but at this moment, my eyes suddenly widened. On the computer screen, the players were exiting one by one. It seemed that the game was over, but what surprised me was that in the upper right corner of the screen,
The score was clearly written: three to zero!
Unexpectedly, just when the three fat guys and I were asleep, this supernatural video changed again. The Brazilian team scored one less goal in the entire game!