Chapter 873
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"Young Master, are you saying that Z might have transferred the firewall's operating system to another computer and got someone else to activate it to divert our attention? In reality, Z isn't in the cafe but somewhere else?"
Fatty wasn't dumb, combining the questions his boss had asked him before, he deduced the answer in one go.
"But it's too difficult to do that. Not only does it require the implant to have superior network skills, the person working with it has to be good at seizing the time."
Fatty still felt that the possibility was low.
Qin Mo glanced up, his voice calm. "Don't forget, Z is on the move."
In other words, nothing was impossible.
Fatty paused for a moment. Indeed, he felt that anything was possible.
Qin Mo tilted his head, lighting a cigarette for himself, his long fingers holding it. "Have you checked the surveillance cameras in the cafe? You didn't miss anything? "
"Yes, I've checked all of them. Because this coffee shop is a well-known chain restaurant, and there are a lot of people coming and going, it's impossible for the staff to remember every customer. There are an average of thousands of customers here every day, and the person using the computer didn't seem to order anything. Instead, he went straight up to the second floor and sat by the floor-to-ceiling window. Unfortunately, the surveillance camera at that position was broken yesterday afternoon. We did make an appointment to repair it at night, but it happened while we were repairing it." Fatty knew that when explaining the case to the young master, the more detailed the better.
Qin Mo took a puff of the cigarette, leaning against the wall. His chiseled face was shrouded by the smoke, his expression hard to see. "It seems like someone got the information on the commercial square before the crime squad did. They even knew which surveillance camera was broken. It's not simple."
"Yes." Fatty paused, seeming to have thought of something important. "But there is something. Young Master, do you remember the surveillance video you asked me to pull out? According to the customers on the second floor, the person sitting in front of the computer was wearing the cinema uniform. Even though no one saw his face, the key point is that he was wearing the cinema uniform. Young Master, I asked a manager of the cinema, he said that before the incident, there was a problem with the locker and it was one of their staff who informed him. But when he asked about the follow-up work, the staff disappeared. He was puzzled too. We all know what happened next, someone handed the contents of You Hongliang's locker to the police."
Fatty paused and forced himself to ask, "So, Young Master, shouldn't you get rid of your suspicions about Little Spade? It's obvious that the person who pretended to be a staff member was the one at the coffee shop, and Little Spade was playing games on the fifth floor at that time. It doesn't seem possible."
"Is that so?" Qin Mo glanced at the flickering cigarette. "Then tell me, why did he disappear after the competition? He didn't even put on his uniform."
Fatty choked and couldn't say anything.
Qin Mo fell silent. Fatty's logic wasn't wrong this time.
The results were completely different from what he had written.
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