Dark Light Chaser

Dark Light Chaser Chapter 174

2022-03-09

Chapter 174 Retrospective Evidence

In the Criminal Police Force, Shi Hongfang is walking slowly.

Jiang Kaiji and Mei Jianbo took people to Wang Youcai's clubhouse to arrest people;

Liu Yuan went to the hospital to find an old classmate, preparing to re-examine the fake Wang Sheng's body;

Tian Hao and Jin Ping'an went to Hu Yingshao's home to collect evidence.

Except for a few people who ensured the basic operation of the detachment, most of them were not there.

Kacha, zi zi.

Shi Hongfang opened the door of the interrogation room again and sat opposite Hu Yingshao, but this time, he did not take any recording tools.

"Hongfang, you are here."

Hu Yingshao stopped crying and acting at this moment, calm and composed leaning on the sofa.

Shi Hongfang put his hands together on the table: "If possible, I hope you can call me Captain Shi here."

Hu Yingshao looked at the surveillance camera strangely, Then he raised his eyebrows: "You have come to see me alone, the surveillance must be turned off, there is only you and me here, there is no need to care about those little problems... Are those people gone?"

"You've made such a big fuss, we don't have time to spend time in the team here."

Shi Hongfang took out his spare phone, unlocked it, put it on the table, and pushed it towards Hu Yingshao.

Hu Yingshao reluctantly got up from the sofa and went to the table to pick up the phone.

"Tao Jun didn't delete the video?!" Hu Yingshao looked extremely surprised.

"There is no need to act in front of me. Those videos in Wang Youcai's hands can only be regarded as scandals at best, and it is impossible to have any impact on you."

Shi Hongfang leaned back in his chair and looked back. Hu Yingshao: "A thing that has been obtained after suffering untold hardships is far more valued than something that is easily obtained.

You went to great lengths to get Tao Jun to delete these videos in order to create an important evidence that all the U.S. Put it on the plate, so that it can attract their attention and facilitate you to do other things."

Hu Yingshao ignored Shi Hongfang and fiddled with the phone over and over. Finally, he fixed his eyes on the logo on the four corners of the phone.

The logo is a hidden door.

"In the past two years, Old Hu's health has been getting better and better, and the number of visits to the clubhouse has been increasing year by year. Should I compliment him?"

See you Shi Hongfang became impatient, Hu Yingshao dawdled for a long time, and finally opened the phone folder.

Looking at dozens of sub-files named by time and date, he hypocritically sighed: "Alas, Hong Fang, sometimes this kind of entertainment is involuntarily, you should know better than me about this. ."

"Don't interrupt, you know what I mean, why did you kidnap someone three months ago, give me an explanation quickly, I don't have time to mess with you on this case."

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Shi Hongfang didn't understand, which part of Hu Yingshao's mind was twitching, and he insisted on doing something that challenged the bottom line three months ago.

obediently and honestly is it bad to find a lady in the clubhouse?

It's not like an old fox like Hu Yingshao would do such a thing.

Tian Hao, Jin Ping'an and the others only see the case in front of them.

Shi Hongfang, on the other hand, is coordinating the overall situation and expanding his attention to the entire Qianhua City.

He not only has to deal with the case before him, but also to deal with the turmoil of power changes after Wang Youcai's fall.

"What are you talking about, Hongfang."

Hu Yingshao smiled slyly: "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, and the wrinkled old face looked like Disgusting.

"Hong Fang, you are a criminal police officer, so you should have your own opinions, don't always ask others for their opinions."

"Besides, I am concerned about this kidnapping case. I don’t understand, I haven’t read the file, even if you ask me to express my opinion, I don’t know what to say.”

Hu Yingshao refused to let go, even if he was the only one in the interrogation room now and Shi Hongfang.

Shi Hongfang had no choice but to put away his phone and leave.

When he had 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 police officer, and you are not even as good as Tian Hao in terms of observation. Why do you have to stay in the position of Captain for so many years?

Your brother has always reserved the position of the deputy bureau for you."

"Are you meddling in my family affairs?" Shi Hongfang coldly said.

"This is just the teacher's enlightenment."

Hu Yingshao forced a smile:"Your mobile phone is very good."

Old fox no matter how cunning, no matter how cunning treacherous, and dare not show prestige in front of tigers.

After saying this mindless compliment, Hu Yingshao went back to the sofa to take a nap.

With his eyes closed, he didn't notice that Shi Hongfang's eyes were getting colder and colder, and the coldness almost caused frostbite.

When the door closed, Hu Yingshao reopened his eyes and said sourly: "If you hadn't had a good family, someone like you..."

Monitor red The light came on again, and Hu Yingshao closed his mouth instantly and continued to doze off.

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"Old Tian, come and see this!" Jin Ping'an shouted loudly in the study.

Tian Hao, who was busy extracting his fingerprints in the living room, just smeared his fingerprints on a card and saved it, and hurried to the study.

"What's wrong?"

"You smelled this."

Jin Ping'an handed over an inkstone.

"The smell of disinfectant." Tian Hao put down the inkstone and picked up the brush in the box.

These brushes range from old-fashioned dipping ink brushes to integral brushes that hold ink in the barrel.

The former is mostly used for Calligraphy creations, while the latter is to save time when writing inscriptions in public.

These brushes were also soaked in disinfectant water. According to the concentration of the smell, the soaking time should be within 20 hours, that is, yesterday.

Jin Ping'an said excitedly: "Would you like to try to backtrack? You don't need disinfectant to wash brushes."

Tian Hao shook his head cautiously: "At most you can only With three backtracking, it is better not to be impulsive.

If I were Hu Yingshao, I would definitely burn all these things on fire before turning myself in, instead of putting them on the desk after washing them with disinfectant, etc. Let others come to check."

"I've come here, I can't just extract some fingerprints and hair, take pictures and leave like they did in the technical department?"

Jin Ping'an felt Anyway, there are three chances, and it is not impossible to work hard four or five times.

There is no need to save energy on this matter.

"Anyway, looking back at the past of this house, one item is enough. Compared with the decorations in the house, this kind of item that will be taken out by Hu Yingshao can see more things. More complete."

Jin Ping'an began to persuade Tian Hao: "Help me see which brush he uses the most, I'll try it back."

Tian Hao I couldn't beat him, so I had to agree.

But instead of picking out brushes that could hold ink, he picked up the solid ones.

"Tao Jun once said that Hu Yingshao likes to use body fluids to grind ink, so it is very likely that he used this old-fashioned brush."

Tian Hao picked up a heavy brush. The writing brush was stuffed into Jin Ping'an's hand: "No one knows which ones he uses for his daily practice and which ones he uses for his creation. Just pick one and try."

"Okay."

"OK."

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Jin Ping'an closed his eyes and began to backtrack the writing brush.

Soon his consciousness came to a place, filled with distorted space of large and small rooms, and each room recorded a history of brushes.

Jin Ping'an began to drift towards the nearest occupied rooms. The closer he was to his consciousness, the closer the time of the incident.

In fact, Jin Ping's retrospective ability at first is not like this.

When he first discovered his abilities, this space of consciousness was completely chaotic, and the retrospective history was also a non-linear time structure.

Every piece of history floats back and forth. It is possible that what happened yesterday was 100 meters away, while the past several decades ago is close at hand.

The current orderly arrangement of history is the result of his constant 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 silhouettes of Wang Youcai's two brothers.

According to many retrospective experiences and distances, Jin Ping'an estimated that the incident should have happened not long ago, and it is very likely that it happened a few hours ago.

The retrospective time is limited. Instead of continuing to waste time in the long history, looking for evidence of Hu Yingshao's crimes, it is better to get Wang Youcai's intelligence first.

After the two met last night, Wang Youcai and Wang Youde were disappeared. Hu Yingshao, the old bastard, must know something.

Thinking of this, Jin Ping'an didn't hesitate, and immediately got into this history.

Jin Ping'an's body appeared in the living room, but he soon noticed a sense of disobedience.

'I said...Is there no voice...'

The history with voice is a minority, this time is not as lucky as before.

However, the lack of sound does not affect the development of the plot. He silently followed Hu Yingshao.

Hu Yingshao opened a tea bag and poured the tea powder into the tea set.

'This old bastard likes to drink tea powder? '

It didn't take long for the female nurse at home to rush to the door.

Fortunately, Hu Yingshao didn't do anything suspicious during the period, so Jin Ping'an could still focus on observing the female nurses.

Just in time to notice the arrival of Wang Youcai's two brothers.

Jin Ping'an stood beside the nurse, looking at the Wang Family brother with a bad face, and the female nurse who seemed to be apologizing by bowing again and again, and there was a little doubt in his heart.

Is it true what Hu Yingshao said? Did Wang Youcai come to threaten him last night?

No sound is really troublesome.

Wang Youcai walked through Jin Ping'an's body to the coffee table and sat down, unceremoniously pushing the tea set aside.

The nurse did not call the police as Hu Yingshao said, but took up the garbage bag and went downstairs to leave room for everyone to talk.

'Looks like I want more. '

Jin Ping'an looked at Hu Yingshao with disgust and shook his head, Wang Youcai clearly just pushed the tea set away, and being said to be overthrown is an exaggeration.

Wang Youcai's face was very bad.

The next thing is the same as what Hu Yingshao said when he turned himself in, but instead of picking up tea, he answered a phone call.

Jin Ping'an's spirit was lifted, he immediately pressed the pause button and memorized the phone number.

Although all the information in the room will be instilled in his mind after the retrospective, but from the jumble of information, a string of phone numbers will be recalled.

As a simple example, recalling the difficulty of phone numbers, the equivalent to playing basketball let Guo Xiaosi grab Kobe's rebounds.

It's not as difficult as heavenly ascension, at least it's the tip of the needle falling on dust.

After watching the interaction between Wang Youcai and Hu Yingshao, Jin Ping'an made up his mind.

'When I'm free, I must learn lip language! '

Jin Ping'an stood in the middle of the two sides, anxious and unbearable.

This feeling is even more uncomfortable than watching a foreign movie without subtitles for a scumbag. Even if you don't understand what the characters in the movie are saying, you can still feel the general meaning from the tone of voice, movement, and demeanor. .

But this group of people, one or two, like to hold their true emotions in their hearts, and they can see it as a fart.

The only thing he got was the string of phone numbers.

Exiting the retrospective, Jin Ping'an immediately took out his mobile phone, and before the flood of information flooded into his mind, he quickly recorded this string of numbers.

About five or six minutes later, Jin Ping An shook his dazed head and got up from the sofa.

Tian Hao handed over a bottle of mineral water: "How is it, is it better?"

"It's okay, I haven't made any progress over the years, at least I can bear it better than before. Much stronger." Jin Ping'an unscrewed the bottle cap and took a big mouthful.

"Wang Youcai did have a dispute with Hu Yingshao last night, but not as Hu Yingshao said, Wang Youcai's two brothers threatened him personally.

The final outcome seems to be Wang Youcai compromised with Hu Yingshao, and after Wang Youcai and the others left, Hu Yingshao stood alone on the balcony, muttering something to himself with a disdainful expression."

"Anyway, this time back, except for the string of phone numbers , there is no useful information.

It's a pity that there is no voice this time, and I don't understand lip language, or at least I can know whether what they argued last night is related to the case."

After listening to Touched the Chin, Tian Hao asked, "Did you not watch the further clips?"

"No, at that time, in order to save time, after seeing Wang Youcai, I drilled into that time. Shaft." Jin Ping'an scratched his head sadly.

"I have an idea."

Tian Hao said: "Since your headache and nausea are caused by a lot of information instillation, if you don't enter a specific time period, just Is it possible to avoid repercussions by observing in the consciousness space?"

Jin Ping'an explained: "But if you don't go in, you won't be able to see all the content, and even if you don't go in, I can be there. The time spent in the film space is also limited, and it is impossible to stay forever."

"But without entering a specific piece of history, there will be no repercussions for information instillation, right?

That In this way, can you go back multiple times? Anyway, there are so many fragments back, there will always be some key information floating on the surface, right?"

Tian Hao proposed according to his own understanding of Jin Ping'an's ability. Suggest.

"hey hey hey...do you know how many pieces of history there are in that space of consciousness, even if I don't go in, there will be overflowing information instilled into my brain.

Moreover, the information is no longer pure information, but also has a lot of confusing memories. I am afraid that when I come back, I will not be able to tell whether I am a person or an item.

The most important thing is that the retrospective fragment There are too many, and it is even harder to find key information than to find a grain of sand in a bag of rice."

Jin Ping'an never thought of this method, but in the end he gave up because of the efficiency It's too low.

Let's keep a book, keep a book, keep a book...

I have buried too many details, I suggest you keep it for a while, it will look much better together...

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After this case is over, I will write a few chapters of daily overdoing, and then Ai Liang's high school life, and then I will expose all the foreshadowings of Second Volume at one time (and maybe dig four or five more). a pit).

This way of writing is not very friendly to the readers who follow it. As an old Book Insect, I can naturally feel it.

Sometimes when I look back at my book and look for a typo, I can't wait to lock the author in a small dark room, and I won't be able to get food for ten thousand words every day!

I wrote it myself? That's alright...

As a writer who can see the follow-up plot, it's natural to write like this, but I just want to say sorry to the readers who follow up...

I'm so sorry!

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