The dark night was torn apart by the whip of light, and the world turned white in an instant. Then, it once again sank into the dark abyss.
With a soft sound, Han Xiaomei put the key into the crystal flower pot in the entryway and turned her head timidly.
"Then … Mr. Lu, I'll order takeout for you, and then I'll go back to the scene?"
The storm hit the floor-to-ceiling glass window, and the sound was like hailstones. There was an orange standing lamp in the corner of the living room. Jiang Stops leaned on the sofa and looked at the surveillance records through Yan Ji's work computer. He held a pen in one hand and pressed the pause button from time to time with the other.
"Mr. Lu?"
"Yes?" Jiang Stops reacted and said, "Why are you ordering takeout so late? The rain is too heavy. Don't go out, it's not safe to drive. "
Han Xiaomei struggled fiercely for a while, "… I'll go."
Jiang Stops thought she was going to say that the missing person had not been rescued or that her colleagues were still at the scene in the rain. Who knew that her next sentence was, "I haven't had time to get Deputy Yan to sign my internship report."
Jiang Ting burst into laughter and waved at her without raising her head.
Although Fan Si and Hu Weisheng had been silenced and the bag of ghostly blue drugs had been stolen without leaving any trace for the police, the 502 case was far from being at the end of the road.
The police had Ah Zong and his henchmen, the important drug trafficking transit point of the Three Spring Flowers incident, and Diao Yong, a living person who was detained in the city bureau. As long as there was enough time, they would be able to pry something out.
But now that Chu Ci was in the hands of the drug traffickers and her fate was unknown, what the police lacked the most was time.
For the umpteenth time, Jiang Stops clicked on the surveillance video of the chemical plant and fell into deep thought.
At 3: 06 in the morning, a red Camry with its front and back license plates covered with mud drove out of the warehouse. Because of the power outage, it was unknown when the car drove in. They only knew that it went through the south gate of the chemical plant and went on the third ring road, then drove southeast.
The car windows were covered with a dark-colored film, and the rear window was covered with a cloth from the inside. Even with a high-resolution image, it was difficult to see the situation inside the car. The direction of the front of the car cleverly avoided most of the surveillance cameras. The driver seemed to be wearing a mask or something similar to a mask. Even if the image was continuously zoomed in, it was still difficult to determine whether it was a man or a woman.
However, Jiang Stops thought, 'Considering the driver's familiarity with the internal surveillance of the chemical plant, the fact that he doesn't look at the rearview mirror when driving at night, and the fact that it's difficult for the female kidnapper to completely control Chu Ci, the possibility of the driver being a male accomplice is very high.'
Red Camrys. Due to the huge discounts that had been put on the market a few years ago, there were at least thousands of them in Jianning City, if not tens of thousands. Moreover, the provincial highway led to Gongzhou. If this car came from Gongzhou, then the scope of the screening would be doubled.
In the vast sea of cars, it was impossible to lock onto this red Camry without a license plate.
What should I do?
Jiang Stops kept hitting the pause button, almost examining the image frame by frame. The lightning outside the window and the fluorescent light from the surveillance cameras were reflected in the depths of his pupils. Suddenly, his fingers paused. He saw that a fleeting moment on the screen was fixed. Through the double reflection of the street lamp and the turning sign, he could vaguely see the bottom of the last three digits of the rear license plate.
Jiang Ting's brain was working quickly. The third last digit was 7, and the last two digits were the letters O, C, S, U, G, J, or the numbers 3, 5, 6, 8, 9, and 0. The above 12 digits could be randomly sorted to 144 combinations.
But it wasn't enough. In addition to the province and region code, there were also five digits in the license plate. The first two digits were unknown. It was impossible to deduce from these 144 possibilities alone. Moreover, because of the poor visual conditions, he couldn't be completely sure that the last three digits were indeed 7.
Jiang Stops leaned back into the cushion of the sofa and tapped his palm with a pen.
There must be other clues, he thought.
In this world, there were many clues and connections. Investigators needed to rely on observation, experience, professional knowledge, and even intuition to grasp these connections that were difficult to see with the naked eye, and then deduce the clues.
Red Toyota Camry.
Camry …
"Mr. Lu."
Jiang Stops unconsciously raised his head and saw that Han Xiaomei hadn't left yet. This girl was also stubborn. Yan Ji asked her to boil some hot water, and she really did. She gently placed a cup of freshly brewed black tea in front of him, straightened up and said cautiously, "Drink something hot and rest early. I'm leaving."
Jiang Stops suddenly said, "Wait."
Han Xiaomei's footsteps stopped. She only heard him ask, "This kind of car is not wine red, but red. More women buy it, right?"
"Ah? It should be. My car is also red. "
Jiang Stops stared straight at Han Xiaomei.
Jiang Stops's face was really young. His facial features were naturally very beautiful. When he looked at people like this, although his expression was cold and emotionless, it often gave people a feeling of a rush of excitement.
As soon as Han Xiaomei opened her mouth, she heard her voice tremble slightly. "Then, then, Mr. Lu …"
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