National Forensic Doctor

Chapter 1361: Chapter 1287: Bloody Game (Part 3)

"Let’s take a break. I heard there’s a Cantonese chef today, we can go and order some dishes first." After examining a round of evidence, Jiang Yuan invited his Cold Case Squad colleagues to dinner.

Investigating a cold case overseas, without the superiors constantly rushing them, was relatively comfortable. It wasn’t like handling a current case where every second counted, allowing the participating detectives to live a more normal life.

A group of people noisily arrived at the restaurant, and saw several chefs behind transparent glass, cooking dishes with bright flames and stoves.

The familiar aroma instantly ignited everyone’s taste buds.

"You know, it’s only been a few days since we’ve been abroad, and I’m already craving Chinese food." Mu Zhiyang waved his hand in front of his nose a couple of times, the expression and fat on his cheeks seemed to have changed from South American beef to Australian beef, becoming more expressive.

These days, following Jiang Yuan in and out, his nerves had been quite tense. Sitting in the cafeteria at the police station now, he felt somewhat relaxed.

Wei Shikan stood in front of the glass, watching the chef inside skillfully flip the pan, nodding as he said, "If the ingredients are all prepared by themselves, the taste should be really nice. I have a little brother whose family owns a Cantonese restaurant, their specialty is homemade superior soup and XO sauce, the taste is really beyond words. Many people drive for hours just to have a meal there."

"In that case, it should be convenient for people from Yue Province to dispose of bodies, using the excuse of going out for food they could drive to remote mountains, throw the body along the way, saving even the fuel." As Mu Zhiyang relaxed, his thoughts drifted freely.

Wei Shikan "tssk"ed, "If you say so, combining it with the topic of eating..."

"I see there’s fruit, let’s take some fruit first to eat." Liu Jinghui cut into the bizarre conversation between the two, and continued, "It’s a rare chance to have Chinese food, let’s cherish it. Who knows when we’ll have another meal like this."

"Once the case is solved, we can go back and eat." Mu Zhiyang chuckled.

"Who knows when we’ll solve the case, might as well fly back in the meantime and have a couple of meals." Wei Shikan, who never relied on salary, said it naturally.

Zhong Renlong quickly stepped forward, smiling, "If you like it, let’s ask the Cantonese chef to stay a little longer. We arranged an exchange project, allowing the Cantonese chefs from China and our Dama Chinese chefs to exchange experiences, benefiting everyone..."

If Jiang Yuan’s team returned to China because they wanted Chinese food, that would be the worst outcome for the Dama Police Station, and a very likely one.

As for Jiang Yuan taking a long time to work on a case, Zhong Renlong and the others hadn’t considered it much.

Because Jiang Yuan had long proven his prowess one criminal at a time, by now, not only had the Dama Police Station worked with Jiang Yuan, but his stories were spreading to other countries, even if many police stations didn’t know him yet.

In fact, even within the Dama Police Station, the biggest pressure for Ni Cha and Zhong Renlong had become how to retain Jiang Yuan, while the chief immediately arranged personnel to gather the surveillance Jiang Yuan needed.

Jiang Yuan ate more than a dozen dishes before reluctantly putting down his chopsticks.

"Truly satisfying." Jiang Yuan patted his belly, looking at Zhong Renlong beside him, "Then let’s keep this chef team with us, maybe for another week or so."

"A week is too short, I’ll extend their contract by another month." How could Zhong Renlong bear to let the chefs... and Jiang Yuan’s team leave?

Jiang Yuan gave Huang Qiangmin a knowing look.

Huang Qiangmin, his mouth still greasy from the food, wiped it with his hand and said, "Let’s start with extending for two weeks, otherwise we might get tired of the dishes."

"Tomorrow we could have Buddha Jumps Over the Wall." The head chef came out from the back, wiping his hands and smiling, "The broth I brewed a few days ago is ready, and the sea cucumber and squid are prepared too..."

Huang Qiangmin glanced around at the team members, shrugged and said, "Then we’ll leave it to you for tomorrow."

Zhong Renlong, amused, didn’t dwell on the specific time anymore, just pushed a few more boxes of beer out, saying it’s for "cooling down."

Admittedly, as a Chinese, Zhong Renlong deeply understood the complaints his fellow countrymen had when they came to Dama.

Huang Qiangmin only coughed a couple of times, grabbed a can of beer, and left.

The others smiled, each taking a can or two of cold beer, popping them open with a "bang."

Jiang Yuan straightforwardly announced a break.

The case had only just begun, far from requiring a large manpower investment.

Many found a place to sleep, as those who had worked in the Cold Case Squad for a long time knew how important it was to rest whenever they had time.

Only Wei Shikan seemed the most energetic, wandering around the station.

For him, working on a case was not exhausting, studying math was. In his view, there was no point in reserving energy for it – you couldn’t exhaust your energy studying math.

At night, surveillance footage from various places was gradually sent over.

The surveillance video from Gelang Road, where the incident occurred, had been compiled, and the Dama Police had previously handled and investigated it, but archived it after fruitless results.

This time, Jiang Yuan had already described the suspect’s appearance so accurately that the chief was determined, sending out a few trusted colleagues to collect as much footage as possible from factories and private lands along the road.

Besides, some surveillance videos that don’t belong to the police or capital police, such as those from municipal, environmental protection, traffic management, fire services, and mobile network operators, were also emphasized and retrieved this time.

Like the "Sky Network System" in TV dramas, even if you spend a lot of money to configure it, it will inevitably be incomplete and missing a lot of information.

Even domestic surveillance management cannot cover everything unless it is planned uniformly at great expense like Ningtai, which can last for several more years. Otherwise, the videos installed later are often incompatible with previous videos, especially in terms of storage. The storage requirements of high-definition videos can increase by 100 times, and trying to make them compatible with servers from a few or even more than ten years ago is really asking too much.

Moreover, communication between different departments is inherently extremely troublesome and annoying. Given any chance, everyone is unwilling to make themselves compatible with others.

Wang Chuanxing cooperated with two technicians from the Dama Police Station, sorting the surveillance hard drives from different places, connecting them to different computers, and waiting for Jiang Yuan to come over and operate.

Soon, Jiang Yuan came in with Wei Shikan.

"You handle the videos first." Jiang Yuan stood still and arranged for Wei Shikan first.

The so-called disciple obeys his master’s labor. Although he did not spend much effort training his apprentices, as a systemic spillover benefit, Jiang Yuan was not hesitant to use them.

Wei Shikan had already been able to proficiently pre-process videos on the He’s Rubber Garden case, and even handled some preliminary processing, was confident and willing to try again, facing the computer, operating swiftly.

Dozens of police officers on site had no important work to do, just listened to Wei Shikan’s rapid keyboard and mouse clicks, occasionally reporting a parameter, for a moment, Wei Shikan felt a long-lost sense of vanity.

Zhong Renlong saw this and quietly took two steps back, snapped a couple of photos, and began sending information.

"Okay, you handle the rest of the video pre-processing." Jiang Yuan saw Wei Shikan had finished handling a hard drive’s surveillance video, then took over, also asked Wang Chuanxing to connect to his computer for easier use of the installed software.

With Jiang Yuan’s operation, some videos were intercepted and given to others to review segment by segment.

According to the conclusions drawn from the autopsy, theoretically, the best video should be a person image capture photo, where cameras set at the right place can accurately take full-face and full-body photos of passersby, some even reading the height, equivalent to automatically searching for suspects.

Unfortunately, there were no such setups near Gelang Road, estimated to exist only in crowded places like airports or train stations.

Comparatively, in the vicinity of Counselor Steva’s villa from the second case, there was relatively better surveillance, but currently, it was also to no avail.

In criminal investigation cases, Murphy’s Law dictates that as long as surveillance is not 100% covered, there will always be suspects coming in and out outside the surveillance range.

Tap tap tap tap.

The sound of heels approaching.

A tall, single-eyelid female police officer entered the conference room.

"Chen Meiling reporting!" She was an auxiliary police officer, so in addition to the uniform, she wore a beret. Her hair was tied up, her face was small, and she had wheat-colored skin, looking very sharp when saluting.

"Follow God Jiang’s orders, just follow what he says." Zhong Renlong saluted, then introduced to Jiang Yuan: "Chen Meiling is the rising star of our Dama Police Station, very skilled at conducting various technical analyses."

Chen Meiling saluted Jiang Yuan with a stern expression and said in Chinese, "God Jiang."

"Oh, do you understand image investigation?" Jiang Yuan turned to look at her and used Level 6 forensic sketching to estimate her age.

years old, very young indeed.

"I know a bit." Chen Meiling said.

"Go see his work, if you understand it come find me." Jiang Yuan pointed to Wei Shikan.

Following his words, Chen Meiling went.

Wei Shikan sized up Chen Meiling for two seconds, feeling immense competitive pressure.

"No fair play." Wei Shikan muttered in Zhong Renlong’s direction, resignedly turning back to work, Jiang Yuan had many apprentices already, wouldn’t be surprising if Ni Cha and Zhong Renlong had ideas too.

Jiang Yuan soon distributed over 30 videos, and the conference room became much quieter.

Videos adjusted by Jiang Yuan had improved clarity, making it a bit easier for everyone to watch. Members of the Cold Case Squad often worked with Jiang Yuan to monitor, thus were highly experienced.

Time passed second by second.

After Jiang Yuan’s third round of video distribution, a surveillance video from a bus stop several kilometers away was picked out by Shen Yaowei.

"The heights of these two people seem to match." Shen Yaowei, with red eyes, said while putting eye drops.noveldrama