Mystery Case Tracing [Criminal Investigation]

Halfway through the smoke, the phone vibrated again,

"The person stopped, he just sent a text message to the other party to report that you have arrived. Go down, we are almost ready here."

Qi Chuchen threw his cigarette **** and started the car. In the quiet night, the roar of the car was particularly harsh. Qi Chuchen parked the car on a mountain road more than 100 meters away from the house, and turned it out from the storage cabinet in front of the co-pilot. The small, bright flashlight was in his pocket. He jumped out of the car to tidy up his jacket, touched the **** of his waist, reached into his pocket and pinched the blue USB flash drive lying quietly inside.

Qi Chuchen walked gently to the front of the house and found that the black house was actually a big warehouse, and a big lock was hanging on the two big iron doors. Qi Chuchen turned on the flashlight and took a close look, but found no abnormalities. He took off the lock and pushed open the iron door.

As soon as the iron gate opened, a damp rushing toward his face, Qi Chuchen raised his right hand and waved it in front of him to disperse the part. He took a flashlight and took a photo of where he entered the door, stepped in two steps to stand still, and took the photo with a torch. There was a dark shadow in the distance, the roof was quite high, and the quiet space was accompanied by the whistling sound of nothing.

He turned around, shook the flashlight to both sides of the door, and saw a set of air switches. He walked the flashlight light source along the external wire above the switch, and finally hit the light hanging on the roof. He walked to the wall without worry. Pushed on the D-handle.

The room suddenly brightened, and Qi Chuchen subconsciously covered his eyes with the back of his hand under the strong white light.

"Mr. Song is really cautious." A voice came from the room.

Qi Chuchen lowered his hand and saw a black shadow in the distance as a parked car with a person leaning on the front passenger seat. Qi Chuchen recognized Yan Mu at a glance, and he tried his best to restrain his feet that wanted to rush forward, standing on the spot, and carefully looking at the warehouse.

Except for Yan Mu in the car, there was no one else in the house. There was a table in front of the car with a black-screen notebook on it. There is a pair of stereos next to the notebook, and a black camera is placed on the stereo which can shine right up to the door.

Qi Chuchen didn't move, but the other party really spoke again: "Don't you go and see if your son is still alive, Mr. Song?"

Qi Chuchen slowly approached the computer, and the cry he heard when he entered the door just now became clearer. It turned out to be the turning of the notebook fan.

He deliberately lowered his voice to make his voice sound like an urn: "You haven't got what you want, how can you easily let the revealer die?"

"Mr. Song really reacted quickly enough, no wonder that my dad's idiot was concealed by you and Lei Zhibin back then."

"How did you know what happened back then?"

"Thanks to your stupid brother and the soft-hearted Lei Zhibin. If Lei Zhibin was cruel and never suffered from the future, he won't be recalled by your brother many years later. Repeated entanglement and extortion made me accidentally know that it was so interesting. Thing."

Qi Chuchen cursed the Three-Character Classic silently in his heart, without speaking.

"Did you bring things?"

"Take it."

"Turn on the computer and open things for me to see."

Qi Chuchen moved the mouse, the laptop screen lit up, and he took out the U disk from his pocket and inserted it into the computer. Click on the U disk and a dialog box pops up on the desktop with a line of words: "Song Xi knows the answer" and a white box below.

"Wake up our revealer and see what answer he will give us." The voice came from the speaker again.

Qi Chuchen glanced at the time in the lower right corner of the computer screen: it had just passed zero. He walked to the side of the car and saw the front passenger seat window opened, Yan Mu leaned on the seat with a seat belt, his hands tied behind the chair. He gently patted Yan Mu's face with the back of his hand, buried his head and whispered in Yan Mu's ear: "Xiao Xi, Xiao Xi."

Yan Mu opened his eyes. The white light pierced him and closed them again, then opened them to see a gray hair.

"dad?"

"Yeah." Qi Chuchen raised his head and met Yan Mu's puzzled eyes.

"……How did you come?"

"Xiao Xi, your Uncle Lei sent me a USB flash drive, and the other party asked me to take the USB flash drive to replace you. The USB flash drive has a password, and the hint is that you know the answer." Qi Chuchen lowered his voice, carrying the camera on his back, madly to Yan Mu blinked.

"...Dad, I don't know." Yan Mu was confused.

"Have you met Uncle Lei after returning to China or did he tell you something back then?" Qi Chuchen kept hinting at Yan Mu.

Yan Mu buried his head and thought hard, his hands **** very uncomfortable, he struggling unconsciously, Qi Chuchen whispered in his ear: "Don't move, don't untie the rope, keep it like this, I'll come later. ."

Yan Mu reported a number, and Qi Chuchen walked to the computer and typed it. A small box immediately popped up on the screen: "Error, there are still nine attempts."

Qi Chuchen turned around, leaned against the table, and said loudly: "No, you think about it again."

"Think about your police boyfriend." The silent speaker sounded again.

Yan Mu looked at the stereo in surprise, saw the camera, and then announced Qi Chuchen's birthday.

"Wrong, there are eight attempts."

"Lei Zhibin will know your police boyfriend's birthday? How close is your relationship?" There was another voice in the stereo.

Yan Mu reported another day, and Qi Chuchen asked, "What is this?"

"I moved into the day when Yunyin returned home."

"Wrong, there are still seven attempts."

"Oh, you don't have much time. If you can't remember it, don't even want to get out of here." The person on the stereo was obviously already impatient.

Qi Chuchen looked at the computer's right foot time, and it was almost one o'clock in the morning.

"Are you Qiu Ke?" Yan Mu did not continue to think about the inexplicable password prompt, but turned to stare at the camera.

"What's wrong? Surprised?"

"Quite unexpectedly, I thought Qiu Ke would be one of the people I saw these days, but I didn't expect you to hide from seeing people." Yan Mu's tone revealed an aggressive tone. "Qiu Beiting is dead, right?"

There was a moment of silence: "Well, it doesn't matter whether my dad died or not. You should think about the answer carefully. If you don't think of it, you will die. Lei Zhibin is really interesting. Is it to help you or me."

Qi Chuchen and Zhang Chao on the other end of the headset heard Qiu Ke's words and confirmed that Qiu Beiting was dead. While the U disk reminded of the wrong password time and time again, Yang Ying had quietly activated the tracking system in the U disk, analyzed the ID of the camera, and was anti-tracking the APP mobile phone connected to the camera.

Several people discussed earlier that Qiu Ke would not appear directly in front of Song Huanzhang, and would definitely lead Song Huanzhang to a place, either directly killing him, or confirming how threatening Song Huanzhang is to him. To confirm the information, you will definitely choose a remote monitoring camera or a remote monitoring computer. As long as Qiu Ke uses the Internet, he will have the opportunity to take advantage of it, so Yang Ying reprocessed the U disk made by the Longdong police into an anti-tracking program. This kind of procedure is really not easy to handle, so Qi Chuchen spent more than a long time in the traffic police team.

The crash was arranged by Zhang Chao without telling Qi Chuchen and Lao Zhou, in order to replace Qiu Ke's prepared car in a fair way. They didn’t have enough time to inspect the car. They could only confirm that the car was temporarily safe based on the performance of the beard before, but whether there were other monitoring monitors and positioning devices in the car. They did not have more time to check, and they drove a car prepared by Qiu Ke. The car was exposed almost all the way, so it had to be replaced.

The car accident not only changed the car, Lao Zhou's foreign driver's license directly sent them to the traffic police team, giving them more time to meet with their own people and make plans. It's just that the time consumption is a bit longer, and I have to hurry up overnight to exchange time for space.

Yan Mu still didn't come up with the corresponding answer, and the system counted down the number of errors again and again.

"It seems that Lei Zhibin doesn't want you to live? The answer that no one can see is really interesting." Compared to the previous sound, the sound from the speaker was mixed with a trace of wind and electric current that could not be detected by listening carefully.

Qi Chuchen glanced at the time, it was half past one.

Yan Mu once again reported a combination of letters and numbers, and Qi Chuchen did not enter it immediately, "There are two more opportunities, what is this?"

"The license plate number of his favorite car."

Of course Qi Chuchen knew that this was the license plate number of his white off-road vehicle, so asking it was nothing more than to make the other party think that they were really thinking hard. There were two more opportunities. Qi Chuchen's hands on the keyboard couldn't help shaking, and a sneer of disdain came from the speaker. Qi Chuchen tried his best to control the trembling of the little finger placed on the Enter key. When he hit the Enter key, the little finger even clicked twice because he couldn't control it.

The small dialog box did not pop up, and a whole page popped up, "Oh, open it, adjust the camera, I think which one you turn on, hurry up." The voice from the speaker revealed excitement.

Qiu Ke saw that the U disk had been completely opened, and instructed Qi Chuchen to drag a yellow icon on the desktop to the file on the U disk, and then right-click the yellow icon in the U disk folder.

"Choose to scan." Qiu Ke commanded.

After Qi Chuchen pressed Scan, a small yellow circle appeared on the interface, and a dialog box popped up after a few seconds: "This folder is cracked for the first time."

All EXCEL forms are lined up on the U disk page, and the first two words of each title are the same: after "Ledger" is 123456 arranged in Arabic numerals.

"Open from ledger 1."

Qi Chuchen opened the EXCEL titled "Ledger 1". The data may be too large. It took more than ten seconds to open the entire page before the whole page was fully reflected. Here is a part of Lei Zhibin's account of helping Qiu's money laundering. recording.

Qiu Ke asked Qi Chuchen to pull down, and Qi Chuchen slowly moved the mouse. "Enough, look at account 2."

Qi Chuchen operated according to his words, and when the EXCEL page of the taskbar piled up, the sound on the stereo side became colder and colder.

"Lei Zhibin is really capable. He can actually get these things. There are some things in it that the old man covers so tightly that I haven't even seen it."