Chapter 782: Chapter 782: Playing with Fire
“You underestimate the strength of the police force.” Zhang Ting was sowhat unconvinced; she might have misunderstood what Ye Shikai ant. The efficiency of the police force in Yanjing was not low, but the murderer was not even a local from Yanjing, and might not even be from Huaxia. Tracking down a foreign hacker’s ID is not that easy. To deal with such people, it’s still about having specialized skills. Ye Shikai, confident in his thods, only needed a money transfer record for the hacker known as Worm to turn the source of the information upside down.
“Let’s wait and see then,” Zhang Ting said coldly.
“By the way, what do you plan to do about Song Rong?” Ye Shikai asked.
“This… trafficking in personal information is a serious cri that can lead to a prison sentence,” Zhang Ting said with difficulty. Although Song Rong admitted to taking “dirty money,” she nonetheless did not participate in the killing of Chen Xietian, nor was she aware of it, so there was so hesitation about how to handle the situation.
“I think we should just let it go. The public opinion has already been disrupted; if it becos the killer’s support, it would be adding insult to injury,” Ye Shikai heaved a sigh, “You decide how to handle it.”
“Hmm, okay, then leave Song Rong to the other police officers to deal with. Let’s focus on resolving the case first,” Zhang Ting nodded.
“We’re here. I have a new developnt,” Tianjing said as she walked out of the office and happened to encounter the two, “Follow to the office; there’s a video that might help us.”
Office.
The three of them stared intently at the projected screen, which showed a sowhat blurry video, roughly fild from a window looking out at cityscape, but their attention was focused on the lower right corner of the video — a black-clad man holding binoculars.
“This is a short video shot by a citizen,” Tianjing explained to the two.
“So, do you think that person in black is the killer?” Zhang Ting asked sowhat puzzled.
“Yes,” Tianjing nodded, turning her gaze to Ye Shikai.
“I agree,” Ye Shikai started. First, the binoculars the murderer was holding were specialized for foreign military forces and also equipped with thermal imaging, costing no less than seventy thousand. Such professional gear was rare, and from the angle, the position where the murderer was looking was exactly Zhang Xiuli’s window.
“But… isn’t this judgnt a bit too hasty?” Zhang Ting was half-convinced, half-doubtful.
“Intuition, I guess. No absolute evidence, but it’s so hot, and he’s still in a leather jacket. I find it very suspicious,” Ye Shikai continued, not to ntion the sunglasses and hoodie he was wearing, obviously not wanting anyone to see his face.
Suddenly, Ye Shikai seed to have noticed sothing. His expression changed, and he imdiately went over to the computer and zood in on the black-clothed man’s wrist.
“Zoom in, more zoom, even more zoom,” Ye Shikai murmured, “Make this area clear.”
“Okay,” said a technician nearby, who promptly processed the area ntioned by Ye Shikai clearly within minutes.
“This is it,” Ye Shikai’s eyes brightened, on the man’s wrist was a tattoo. Ye Shikai was impressed with the police’s image processing equipnt; a long shirt, hoodie, it looked like a person.
“Priest,” Ye Shikai murmured as if subconsciously speaking out, perhaps because he analytically deduced the murderer was a Christian and thus subconsciously said “Priest.”
“Priest,” Tianjing was initially startled, looked at the image on the screen, indeed, the more she looked, the more it resembled a priest, especially since it seed that a cross had been left empty in the middle of the tattoo.
“Which tattoo parlor is this from?”
“There are too many that could produce this image, any shop could do it,” Tianjing said helplessly, shaking her head.
“How infuriating.”
“I think this is a very good characteristic,” Ye Shikai suddenly exclaid loudly.
“But you have no evidence that proves this is the killer,” Zhang Ting was still tangled up with the matter of evidence. Indeed, Ye Shikai had no evidence, but isn’t that how searching for a murderer goes?
“I didn’t say I wanted to arrest anyone,” Ye Shikai said indifferently, “Also, notify the cyber police to keep an eye on those posts that crazily spread the murderer’s public opinion. I think if the killer wanted to create public opinion, they must have hired quite a few sockpuppets.”
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“You really are cut out to be a police officer,” Tianjing suddenly said to Ye Shikai during lunch.
“What do you an?”
“Solving cases.”
“Why does everyone say that,” Ye Shikai suddenly laughed, “This is just basic reasoning. Criminal psychology has listed many of the characteristics of criminals’ minds. I just followed that logic.”
“I think the killer will soon look for their next target,” Ye Shikai continued, “So I told the cyber police to pay special attention to any new ‘social scum’ news online and to notify the special case team imdiately.”
“Right, the killer’s targets are those ‘unscrupulous’ people from the trending news, right? If we block all those ssages, won’t the killer be without a target?” Zhang Ting, too, ca over with her tray, excitedly telling the two.
“Lady, Yanjing is so big, you can’t block everything. Besides, it’s about freedom of speech; we can’t cover up all the ‘bad deeds,'” Ye Shikai rolled his eyes.
“Pfft, I was just saying,” Zhang Ting retorted.
“Ting, it’s not good. There’s more news,” At this mont, a female officer ran over. Ye Shikai recognized her as Zhang Ting’s junior from the police academy, the officer known as Chen.
“What news?” The three of them felt a sudden dread.
“Co quickly and take a look.”
“Let’s go.” Ye Shikai imdiately set his tray down and ran into the office.
“It’s about a bullying incident at a university, and it’s at Yanjing University,” the officer nad Chen briefed the three. Ye Shikai’s expression beca solemn; the incident had happened again at Yanjing University. It really was a case of what one fears, one runs into. Ye Shikai had felt the killer knew Yanjing University very well.
The incident occurred in a club at Yanjing University. What was initially just an ordinary eting notice turned into humiliation and verbal abuse by the club president towards a new mber because of a minor misunderstanding, even to the point of threats. More perplexing was that the other executives leaned towards the president, joining the “threatening army,” and the chat record was eventually screenshotted and posted online, predictably sparking another round of heated discussions.
“Damn it,” Ye Shikai slamd his hand hard on the table, sighed heavily, “This really is adding fuel to the fire.”
“What should we do now, the internet is exploding again,” Zhang Ting turned her gaze to Ye Shikai.
“What else can we do, let’s drive to Yanjing University.”
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