A sentence caught the attention of Zhou Ning and Liu Yongxin, who exchanged a glance and hurried over.
On the deceased’s laptop, another QQ account login page appeared, but without a password. This QQ account had an avatar from "Myth" featuring Hu Ge, and the na was also Yi Xiaochuan.
Mr. Zhao leaned in closer, baring his teeth at the two technicians.
"Guys, can we crack this password? The person always used a password to log in, and there’s such a hidden QQ account, I wonder if there’s any secret?"
The technician adjusted his glasses and simply nodded slightly, his face showing no sign of difficulty.
"Just give a mont, I’ll try to recover the previous login mory, search inside for it, and maybe I’ll find the password."
Although he spoke slowly and deliberately, his fingers were practically dancing on the keyboard, creating afterimages. By the ti he finished his last word, he had copied a string of numbers and letters from a page full of English and Chinese characters.
"Found it!"
Mr. Zhao covered his mouth, stomping his feet at the side.
"This is too aweso. Just a few taps and the password pops out. Mr. Hu, you’re incredible; your skills are no worse than those hackers!"
Zhou Ning felt Mr. Zhao’s praise was a bit over the top, but the man seed to enjoy it, cheeks flushing slightly, and without saying much, he pasted the copied password into the QQ login interface and clicked login.
The page navigated to the QQ nu. Below, the little penguin kept looking left and right, and then the computer emitted a series of coughing sounds, and the little penguin below was holding an envelope.
Mr. Hu from the technical departnt clicked on the ssage bar, which revealed just one contact, with an avatar from "Myth" featuring Bai Bing. The choice of avatar made Zhou Ning’s eyelids twitch, and upon seeing the na Yushu, he did likewise.
The unread ssages from this person totaled 23, and without needing instructions, Mr. Hu from the technical departnt opened the chat window. The conversation displayed.
Initially, there were a few pictures, all animated images with question marks, seemingly waiting for a response.
Then at 23:22 on February 14, a ssage appeared.
My dear, why haven’t you responded to my ssages? I really don’t know how Zhang Xin found out about us. I certainly wouldn’t tell her myself. Was she very upset? You shouldn’t argue with her, either. I know she can’t accept my existence.
23:24
You haven’t replied for a while now. I’m really worried. If you see this ssage, please reply to as soon as possible.
23:25
Worried about you!
23:42
It’s too late; I won’t wait for your ssage anymore. After you sign the contract tomorrow, let’s et at our usual place at noon. I miss you so much. It’s all my fault for choosing such a place for Valentine’s Day, and even Zhang Xin saw us. My heart aches for you!
Goodnight, see you in my dreams!
Several hours passed before the next ssages.
February 15, 8:31
Morning!
Why didn’t you co? I didn’t see you at the office and I’m a bit worried.
February 15, 8:55
Haven’t you settled it yet?
Control your temper, don’t quarrel with Zhang Xin over . Our relationship was never ant to be blessed. Take good care of her these next two days. Let’s cancel our noon eting; I need to accompany Mr. Chen on a project talk in the city. We’ll chat later.
February 15, 9:22
My love, reply to my ssage. Mr. Wang says he can’t contact you. What happened? What’s wrong with you?
February 15, 9:31
See this ssage and call back imdiately!!!
No more ssages appeared after that. Anyone staring at the screen could understand that the deceased, Wen Haicheng, had been unfaithful, and the woman was his colleague from the Huadong Design Institute.
"Guys, can you find out whose QQ account this is?"
"I checked, it’s not registered with a mobile number. Looking into this will take so ti, wait..."
As the word "wait" was uttered, everyone held their breath and looked towards Mr. Hu’s screen. At this mont, he had searched and found a portion of a chat conversation—a screenshot, on which a delivery address was seen. Although most of it was obscured by mosaic, the character "Qin" stood out.
"Found it, surnad Qin!"
Mr. Zhao took a sharp breath and hurriedly dialed Xu Dayuan’s phone.
"Boss, the tech wizards over here have found a clue. Wen Haicheng has a mistress with the last na Qin, and she’s from the Huadong Design Institute too. It seems she works in collaboration with Mr. Chen."
"Qin? Mr. Chen’s assistant’s last na is Qin. I’ll talk to He Chunyang and have him bring her over now."
Zhou Ning poked Mr. Zhao, who quickly handed his phone to Zhou Ning.
"Xu Da, this Assistant Qin spent Valentine’s Day with Wen Haicheng, which was discovered by Zhang Xin. She was constantly comforting Wen Haicheng in her ssages, seemingly pressing him to consider his family. However, upon closer consideration, she was really pushing him to make a decision.
After 11 p.m. last night, she started leaving ssages for Wen Haicheng, continuing until 9:31 this morning, totaling 26 unread ssages. We need to verify where she was between 7:30 and 9:45 this morning, and of course, surveillance footage would be best."
"Okay, got it. Has the phone data been recovered?"
Zhou Ning was taken aback, and Liu Yongxin beside him held back a laugh. Indeed, Xu Dayuan was eager to beco a father the day after getting married—an embodint of impatience.
"We’re working on it; Xu Da, I’ll hang up first."
After ending the call, Zhou Ning patted Mr. Hu’s shoulder.
"Your skills are really sothing extraordinary. But you also heard what the leader said—he’s truly in a hurry. After all, it’s not yet the fifteenth, and we’ve gotten such a case. You all should understand and try to recover the phone’s content as soon as possible."
Mr. Hu chuckled and nodded. Technicians aren’t good with words, but having been praised by Mr. Zhao and Zhou Ning continuously for a while, he felt quite appreciated. After all, when collaborating with other teams, it was usually just nagging and nagging. Such cordial treatnt was truly rare.
"Don’t worry, we’re not in a rush to leave. Even if it takes all night, we can get the information out from the phone."
Zhou Ning didn’t say more. He had a lot of work to do. He printed each photo taken at the cri scene in order and attached them to a movable whiteboard with magnets. He began scanning footprints one by one and comparing them, having Mr. Zhao circle each match with a blue pen.
During this ti, Liu Changhai had soone deliver all the footprint impressions from Zhang Xin, the victim’s mother, the child, and the slippers from the house, along with their fingerprints. Seeing Zhang Xin’s fingerprints, Zhou Ning furrowed his brows slightly.
The fingerprints weren’t clear, appearing twisted and smudged with streaks along the edges. At this point, he looked at the officer who had delivered them.
"Is Zhang Xin awake?"
The officer was startled and then his eyes shone brightly as he looked at Zhou Ning.
"Doctor Zhou is impressive, able to notice that. Yes, Zhang Xin is awake, but she’s been screaming nonstop and hiding in a corner of the room, not letting anyone approach. She wet herself, and it wasn’t until Mr. He had soone sedate her that we managed to take her fingerprints.
Yet even so, they were taken in fits and starts. I don’t know what’s the matter. Oh right, Mr. He said she might be suffering from a stress-induced ntal disorder, triggered by an acute stress reaction, leading to a cognitive impairnt, but it requires a neurological consultation to confirm."
"Is she terrified?"
Mr. Zhao leaned in, glanced at the fingerprints, and whispered.
"That’s possible, but usually this only involves mory, perception, or emotional disturbances. To show such disturbances in consciousness and behavior, as well as cognitive impairnt, unable to control her own physiological functions, is extrely rare."
Mr. Zhao smacked his lips, unable to refute Zhou Ning’s words, as he didn’t understand. He continually shook his head with a look of confusion on his face.
"I don’t understand this, but to have a ntal breakdown from being scared, that’s quite special. Could it be from the shock of catching a cheater yesterday?"
Liu Yongxin glared at him, and Mr. Zhao quickly shut his mouth. The officer also left, and Liu Yongxin glanced out the window.
"It’s past six. Let’s call it a day. My heart can’t take the strain, I get sick easily when I overdo it."
"Master, let Mr. Zhao take you ho. We’ve almost sorted through the footprints, but I want to go back to the scene to have another look. I rushed there today and feel that I didn’t inspect thoroughly enough."
Liu Yongxin nodded.
"I’m old; I won’t try to compete with you young folks. Let’s go together."
Mr. Zhao put a hand on Mr. Hu’s shoulder.
"Buddy, you guys continue your work. I’ll have soone bring you boxed als. We’ll be back soon from the scene; let’s work overti together. Don’t worry, we can’t just trick you into coming here and then leave ourselves."
Mr. Hu appeared indifferent.
"No need, you guys go ahead. We can handle things here. It’s just that this phone has a firewall, and we haven’t dealt with one like this before. We’re waiting for a friend to send us so flashing software, then I’ll be able to access and extract the data."
Without further ado, the team took their survey kit and got into the car, encountering Mr. Feng on the way and asking her to prepare food for the two technicians.
Mr. Zhao started the car and sped towards Liu Yongxin’s house with Liu Yongxin sitting beside Zhou Ning. Liu Yongxin looked at Zhou Ning and said earnestly:
"I’ve been watching you today and it seems like there’s sothing you haven’t said. There’s no one else here, no need to worry about evidence or anything. It’s fine to tell , do you have any suspicions?"
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