Women only affect the speed of my reasoning!

Yang Nai pointed to the taxi parked on the side of the road under the streetlight not far away.

"I don't want it." Qin Sanshu flatly refused, "Why don't you take the free ride? Everyone is responsible for energy conservation and emission reduction."

"You are worthy of being able to speak so confidently about Bai... um." Yangno covered his mouth with a fan and chuckled.

"Thank you for the compliment."

The high school detective stood proudly.

Under the night, Rolls-Royce speeds along the road.

The four or five subway stops were not long. After a brief and boring ten minutes of trial riding in a luxury car, Qin Sanshu appeared at the gate of Sakura Village.

Overhead, the dim streetlights dimmed.

In the back seat window, Yangno smiled and waved.

"Then, good night."

"Good night."

Qin Xianshu nodded and said, then turned around and pushed the door open.

And the moment he pushed open the entrance door, Yangno, who was sitting in the car, suddenly said something.

"Then see you at the opening ceremony."

"Ok?"

Qin Sanshu suddenly turned around, but only heard the sound of the engine, and Yang Nao, who was supposed to be at the gate, had already disappeared with both the person and the car.

He shrugged helplessly.

"really interesting……"

Finally returning to a familiar place, Qin Sanshu went back to the bedroom to get a clean set of pajamas, then took a quick shower and sat back at the computer desk refreshed.

When you turn on the computer, the hanging lamp on top of the screen lights up simultaneously with the mouse and keyboard. The only small patch of light in the dark environment instantly fills the atmosphere of a late-night office.

And placed on the computer table together with the mouse and keyboard, there is also a thin stack of information.

That was what Qin Xianshu brought back from John Floyd along with the ticket. It was related to the kidnapping incident that occurred in WSG Washington 15 years ago.

To be honest, most detectives are least willing to take on a commission with the possibility of a copycat like this. After all, in all the copycat cases in history, many of them committed crimes for the sake of imitation.

Simply put, he is a fun person.

For this type of person, the "Whydunit (criminal motive)" among the three major factors of reasoning cannot be deduced with common sense. At most, it can only be derived through Whodunit (criminal identity) and Howdunit (criminal method).

What Qin Sanshu is best at is precisely to start with criminal motives.

This was a big challenge. The question maker banned his strongest problem-solving ideas.

Therefore, in order to make the motive of the crime clearly surface, he must consult more information.

For example, more details about the kidnapping case 15 years ago.

Unfortunately, after all, it happened 15 years ago, and because the incident was so big at the time, almost all the media got involved.

In the end, the Internet was flooded with a large number of reports about the incident, and 90.00% of them were meaningless waste articles. Not only were the copywriting similar, some even simply copied and pasted other people's articles, and appended a paragraph of their own. A completely subjective and intense evaluation that can arouse the reader's emotions as much as possible.

"Tsk, it's troublesome..."

Qin Xianshu was lying on his back on the computer chair. He frequently moved the mouse wheel with one finger to scroll down the web page. Looking at the links that filled the screen with eye-catching titles but no content at all, he simply didn't want to click on any of them. Go in.

But the fact is that he was still stunned and had to click in and look at them one by one.

There is no other way, even if his current behavior is like digging for gold in shit.

If it was a case that happened on Japanese soil, he could probably go to the Megure Police Department to see if they could open a back door and retrieve it from the Metropolitan Police Department's database.

But this not only happened in the United States, it was also a case handled by the FBI. If we really want to talk about pure first-hand detailed information, I am afraid that it can only be stored in the FBI's own servers.

A plot such as the existence of a list of undercover agents from national intelligence organizations around the world on the server of the Japanese National Police Agency is at best a little bit of fiction in Japan's own comic novels, and it is impossible to realize it in reality.

Drop drop-

Just when Qin Xianshu was in a state of panic, a message prompt that was not pleasant or even boring sounded without warning, and at the same time, an avatar flashed in the lower right corner of the screen.

He moved the mouse over and took a look.

It was very rare that the message came from Akasaka Ryunosuke himself.

To be precise, it's not news, it's just a compressed package. The name of the compressed package is "WSG Washington Kidnapping Incident".

"Oh?"

Qin Xianshu was stunned for a moment, then touched his chin and clicked download.

The size of the compressed package is very small, it is estimated to be full text content, only a few tens of KB in size, and the download is completed almost instantly.

Unzip and open.

The length of the text is not very long, only about four to five thousand words from beginning to end. It is incomparable to the articles written by the media that Qin Xianshu read before. It is estimated that it is only updated in one day by a lazy dog ​​author. The amount is about the same.

But the sentences in it are extremely concise and rich in details. It can be said that all the meanings of everything are listed down.

It also mentioned the causes and consequences of the arrest of the murderer Makoto Ishihara at the time, including various evidence of his crimes, which were not mentioned in the previous information given by John Fould.

The only drawback is that it is all in English, which seems quite laborious.

Wait... all in English?

As if he suddenly realized something, Qin Xianshu sat up suddenly, picked up the keyboard and typed a line of words.

'Long, where did you get all these things? '

It took less than two seconds for the message to be sent successfully, and Ryunosuke responded quickly.

'Needless to say, of course it's on the official FBI server. '

Chapter 102 Coincidence

After staring at this reply in silence for ten seconds, Qin Xianshu slowly typed out a word.

——Dick.

It's really cool. It's only been ten minutes since he sat down after taking a shower and started searching.

What can you do with ten minutes?

In just ten minutes, if you are a relatively new and unfamiliar driver, you may not be able to successfully find a real car even if a group of friends gives you a fan number, and you may still be wandering in a sea of ​​fake cars and black cars. Still sitting.

Akasaka Ryunosuke has single-handedly broken into the FBI's official server and retrieved a case file from 15 years ago.

Do you think this is cool or not?

As for why he suddenly sent this thing to Qin Xianshu, it's even simpler. He can break through the defense of the FBI server. Isn't it easy to know what roommates on the same network are searching for?

But the problem is-

'Let me tell you, are you really not going to have your water meter checked every other day? '

Qin Xian raised his concerns when he was comfortable.

This time, in less than half a second, the reply had already been sent.

'That is absolutely impossible. Even if it is discovered by FBI network surveillance, they will have to go through at least thousands of server springboards to find this place, and I will cut off the path before they find this place. '

'tql...'

Qin Xianshu praised.

'But it's really rare. Long, don't you usually ask Meitujiang to reply when you have messages? Why are you suddenly so relaxed and relaxed this time that you have finished coding? '

'You are an idiot. Programmers don't need to sit in front of the computer all day long and code. Don't compare me with the kind of social beasts who are squeezed by unscrupulous companies. For me, I only need to rest after finishing my work. . '

Akasaka Ryunosuke finished a long list in one breath, paused for a while and then added another one.

'And I happen to be somewhat interested in your sudden investigation into this matter. Is it a new commission? '

'So...yeah. '

Qin Ushu typed and briefly explained the cause and effect of the matter to Akasaka Ryunosuke.

'So what I'm more confused about now is, if the kidnapper who kidnapped President Mitsuka was indeed the imitator of the kidnapping case 15 years ago, then for what reason did he do such a thing. '

'For example, revenge, wealth, protest, or simply pleasure. '

'I don't know that because I'm not a detective. "Ryuunosuke Akasaka has extremely fast hands," but one thing that can be basically confirmed is that it is not for the purpose of protest. I just checked on the Internet. Regarding the vacuum superconducting maglev train plan you mentioned, at that time It has almost [-]% support in Japan. '

'Is that so...'

Qin Ushu's computer screen was evenly divided into two parts at this time. He used the left half to chat with Akasaka Ryunosuke, while the right half was used to continue to read the information previously sent by the latter.

'By the way, I just saw something in the article. Although the FBI successfully found Ishihara Makoto's fingerprints on the gun used to kill a senior executive of the Detroit Automobile Plant, and the rest of the evidence was extremely conclusive, Ishihara Makoto remained unreliable after being imprisoned. He claimed that he was innocent, and his wife and daughter continued to appeal against him during the period, but in the end it was to no avail. Ishihara Makoto died in prison, and his wife and daughter returned to Japan. '

'What do you want to say? '

'I want you to help me find personal information about Ishihara Makoto's wife and daughter, maybe it can be used as a breakthrough point. '

'Give up. If I can't find it, I won't check it even if I can. ' Akasaka Ryunosuke decisively refused.

'Why? 'Qin Xianshu is very strange.

'They participated in the FBI's Witness Protection Program. ’ The big programmer explained, ‘I found this when I was reprinting the document I sent you, but I thought it would be pointless even if I sent it to you, so I didn’t tell you. '

'Witness protection program? Qin Xianshu was stunned, "Can the family members of criminals also participate in the witness protection program?" '

'Yes, anyone who is identified by the FBI as being potentially threatened by the murderer can participate in the program. '

'oh~'

Qin Xianshu understood immediately.

Of course, this murderer does not refer to Ishihara Makoto himself, but to an entire criminal gang that is very likely to exist behind it. In order to prevent Ishihara Makoto’s wife and daughter from revealing their identities in exchange for a reduced sentence for Ishihara Makoto, other people in the criminal gang, Therefore, it is not impossible to kill someone and silence them.

'You see, that's why I said it can't be found. '

Ryunosuke Akasaka continued typing: 'The list of witness protection programs is the core secret of the FBI. It is stored on a separate server and cannot be hacked from the outside. It can only be retrieved from internal physical access. If the list is stolen, the FBI It's going to be really crazy over there. '

'understood. '

Qin Ushu was really about to type thank you and good night to end the conversation, but saw Ryunosuke Akasaka on the other side of the chat box sending another message.

'By the way, I don't know if you noticed something. '

'what? '

'You don't seem to have considered at all the possibility that the murderer was a copycat motivated by a personal vendetta against the John Floyd you mentioned. '

'This... I personally think it's unlikely. '

'reason? '

Qin Xianshu explained patiently: 'When I met John Floyd before, he didn't mention anything related to it at all, and judging from his facial expression at the time, I don't think he had anything else to hide from me. . '

'Is it another micro-expression? I won't comment on it. '

Akasaka Ryunosuke sent a smiling expression, and then his profile picture quickly dimmed.

Not even a polite word of good night, he logs off as soon as he logs off. He is simple and rude, worthy of being a master programmer.

Qin Xianshu smacked his tongue slightly, but didn't say anything. He just closed the dialog box silently.

It was already very late, and he actually wasn't in the habit of staying up late at work.

Staying up late at work sounds like the person is serious and hard-working, but in fact it does not save time and is also taxing your health.

However, just when Qin Uanshu was about to turn off the computer and go to sleep, he accidentally caught a glimpse of the name Alan Mackenzie from the document sent by Ryunosuke Akasaka.

The original text is - The case is handled by FBI senior agent Alan Mackenzie.

The sudden sense of familiarity made him stop his finger about to click the power off button, and quickly grabbed his phone from the desktop, opened the social platform, opened the private message list, and read the message sent by the official account of the WSG Association again. Click to open.

The message was a bit long, and Qin Ushu's eyes scanned it line by line like a scanner.

Finally, a third of the way through the message, he saw this name again, which was not familiar to him.

—— Mr. Alan Mackenzie, representative of the WSG Association, will be present in person.

Could this... be a coincidence?