Comrade Dynasty's laptop is very consistent with his own temperament.
The carbon fiber shell is covered with offset printing of sticky notes. The animation stickers on the keyboard film can clearly see the change of his own hobbies. There are also two NERV group cases cut out from the magazine in the upper left corner. In short, it is very complicated and vibrant. exuberant.
And the computer screen, the computer screen is now completely black, except for the play button in the lower left corner, the other colors are the same as the face of Butler Chen.
Perhaps stimulated by the fact that he was looking at his computer screen, Chen flattened the hem of his suit, pushed aside the swivel chair, and walked towards the door with a proud look that was too lazy to talk nonsense with the common people.
However, he was stopped.
He was stopped by the special police of Interpol.
Two black assault rifles struck a fork at the door. Chen Ping paused and tried to restrain his face from turning red. He turned around, pointed his chin at the boss of the group, and said, "Restrict others at will. Freedom, so this is how Interpol works?"
"Actually not." Ren Xian was apologetic, "but there is a very important part of the training I received, which roughly means, don't fuck with your instructors, because they will cross your transcript. At that time, You know what a hopeless future is." Ren Xian spread his hands, expressing helplessness.
"Aiya, how can it be so serious, I usually don't make a bad hand." Wang Chao laughed, then hooked his hand and motioned Steward Chen to sit back.
"What do you want to do, this is the Yongchuan boundary, Xing Conglian, I tell you not to be too arrogant!" Chen Ping's eyes finally showed madness.
Corresponding to the madness, Xing Conglian's slow tone, he replied: "Me? Of course I want to prove my innocence."
Two SWAT officers with guns invited Steward Chen back to his seat.
Everything seems to be temporarily quiet, like the sea under the cloudy clouds, there is no wind.
"excuse me, you are?"
Beside him, Xing Conglian turned to the action team leader and opened with a polite question.
"The head of the serious crime team C of the Yongchuan branch of Interpol, Ren Xian." Ren Xian didn't know whether he should salute first, but he finally chose to sit up straight and answer the question respectfully.
"Hello Team Leader Ren." Xing Conglian nodded, very familiarly, and brought the conversation back to the normal case-solving process, he said straight to the point, "I want to prove that the drugs you seized in our hotel room, It was planted in our room by someone else."
"Please continue." Ren Xian said.
"Since you have to testify yourself, the time line is very important." Xing Conglian's tone was as gentle as he was talking to an old friend, "I would like to ask the team leader, what time did you receive information about the possibility of room 2801 in the May Hotel of Keen? A tip about hiding drugs?"
Ren Xian was shocked when he heard the words. In the current situation, he has changed from an interrogator to a person being interrogated. Reasonably, he can't answer this question in front of everyone. answered this question.
"11:44," he said.
Xing Conglian nodded, he changed his words, looked at Zheng Dongdong with a smile or the look of a hunter looking at his prey, and asked, "Then, may I ask Manager Zheng, the surveillance camera on the 28th floor of the hotel is still available today. easy to use?"
Hearing this, Zheng Dongdong seemed to have been shot by a sharp sword and was extremely nervous. He looked at Xing Conglian with a look of fear like a dying prey. Monitoring and maintenance on the 28th floor." As if to prove something, Zheng Dongdong added: "This was already in the hotel work plan, and I didn't arrange it!"
This is the expected answer.
Xing Conglian raised his eyes slightly, his emerald green eyes stared at the hotel manager who was so weak as if he was about to fall in the next moment, and said calmly: "Oh, this means that the hotel's surveillance cameras cannot Keep track of when each of us is in and out of the room? And, have any other strangers entered our room, right?"
"Who let you hide drugs in your room, can you blame our hotel?" Zheng Dongdong continued to argue.
"Oh, but I can prove that among the three of us, Dynasty left the hotel at 11:14." Xing Conglian glanced at the teenager beside him, and added, "That is, within thirty minutes. , the cleaner of your hotel, completed a series of processes of cleaning the room, finding drugs, reporting to the leaders, calling the police, and then being caught by Interpol, right?"
Before waiting for Zheng Dongdong to answer, Chao Dynasty pressed the video play button with ease.
It was the elevator surveillance video of Cohen May Hotel, which clearly recorded the time when a boy with a red schoolbag entered the elevator.
As if capturing a ray of light in the dark, Zheng Dongdong looked at the indistinct surveillance footage on the screen and shouted, "Who asked you to invade our hotel surveillance system, you are illegal, do you know it's a crime?"
Wang Dynasty snorted and laughed again: "It's your hotel, it's still illegal..."
Xing Conglian supported Yi with one hand, and his eyes moved with interest to the old man who had been sitting in the corner and was silent.
As if sensing something, the old man only said four words: "Of course not."
The old man's voice was already very old, but it seemed like the wind was blowing through the dead branches, and it had a kind of free and easy twilight.
Hearing this, Butler Chen looked at the old man in the corner with horror. He had been in the upper class of Yongchuan for so long. Of course, he knew that the old man's surname was Xing, and his name and the master's surname came from that family.
All emerging families have begun to abandon the family management system. Only that family still retains the most ancient and even feudal habit. Every year, the family’s outer village stewards are sent to visit various places, and the rent collectors check the accounts. Sent to Yongchuan to inspect, although it does not represent how high its status is in the Xing family, but in the eyes of the Yongchuan business community, the weight is enough.
Such a person with enough weight, even a lightly written sentence, also means a statement.
Chen Ping lowered his head and held his hands tightly. All his thinking had changed from how to deal with Lin Chen and Xing Conglian to when the Chen family offended such a behemoth as the Xing family. You must know that the president of the ancient family There is a self-survival law, the most important of which is to remain neutral and be kind to others. Therefore, you will hardly see any Xing family make any statement on the political situation, economic and financial situation or even hostile companies. They are always humble and polite. In his bones, he was extremely proud.
But why, the Xing family suddenly appeared here, and then seriously showed their attitude
Chen Ping began to really panic.
"The hotel's access control system should be fairly reliable, unless it is violently dismantled..." When Xing Conglian said this, the team leader Ren, who had just violently dismantled the door lock, lowered his head, he withdrew his gaze, and continued: "So, During the period when Dynasty was away, those who could enter and exit the room must be those with access cards, such as hotel employees, right?"
Zheng Dongdong looked like a prey with a hunter's sharp knife pressed against his neck. Because he foresaw a hopeless future, he began to struggle at the end: "You, what do you mean, it's obviously the drugs you hid, this is biting our hotel. It's framed!" His voice grew louder and sharper as if he couldn't breathe.
Zheng Dongdong's performance was too tense, his nerves were slender as if the strings were about to break, but it was clear that Xing Conglian was just talking about some very, very normal logical reasoning. Those onlookers who did not know the truth all looked suspiciously at the hotel manager who was almost out of control.
Perhaps those eyes that seemed to be real were too hurtful, or perhaps it was his usual elite disguise that finally shattered in front of the person he hated the most. Zheng Dongdong's head shook at a very small frequency, and he muttered to himself nervously: "No no... You have no evidence... You will not have evidence!"
"Oh, actually I have proof."
Xing Conglian maintained his calm speech rate as always.
But beside him, Chao finally couldn't hold back the smile on his face, as if the floodgates opened and the rushing lake water rushed out of the dam in the sun, the young man laughed so hard that he could hardly stand up: "If the technique is not professional, don't play. Framed and framed, technology, what men need is technology!"
Comrade Wang Chao squinted at everyone in the room, and he pulled up another video file from the computer desktop, which was completely incomprehensible to normal people. Then, he opened something that looked like a monitoring file, and said in a slightly apologetic tone. : "The sound and picture are a little out of sync, everyone forgive me~"
Under the shocking gaze of everyone, a surveillance video with four frames was slowly played.
Different from the poor quality of ordinary surveillance cameras, the definition of the video is very high, and even the iris petals on the carpet can be seen clearly.
If you've ever lived in the most expensive suite at the May Hotel in Cohen, you'll know very well that what was captured on the screen was the interior of the executive suite on the 28th floor.
A screen in the upper left corner records everything that happens in the living room.
At 11:14, the boy with the red schoolbag left the room in a hurry.
At 11:20, the hotel room cleaner began to enter the room to clean. According to the cleaning process, she first began to clean up the garbage on the table. Just when she put the residue in the dishes into the garbage bag, a little girl in a suit and leather shoes appeared. The fat figure entered everyone's sight.
The cleaning lady hurriedly turned around and saw the hotel manager standing behind her. She was terrified and at a loss, as if she didn't know why the manager, who had a lot of time and money, suddenly inspected her work.
The simple female worker lowered her head and heard the manager say, "What are you nervous about, you do your work, and I'll check it out."
The manager's voice was arrogant and slightly sharp, naturally coming from the mouth of Mr. Zheng Dongdong, whose face was ashes now.
The picture in the upper right corner records the process of Zheng Dongdong leaving the living room with his hands behind his back, passing through the corridor, and arriving at the bathroom door.
I saw him pushing open the bathroom door and shouting, "Why hasn't the bathroom been cleaned, look at how dirty it is, come here!"
The female worker heard the call and hurried to the bathroom. She was slapped by the manager and gave her a lesson. Then she locked herself in the bathroom and began to clean up.
After a moment of blankness, the door to the master bedroom in the lower left corner of the screen was pushed open.
I saw Zheng Dongdong tiptoe into the master bedroom. He didn't know when he was wearing a pair of white rubber gloves. He pulled the quilt away in disgust, took out a packaging bag from his pocket, and then tore the packaging and put the inside. The green leaves fell on the bed, then pulled up the quilt, and walked out of the room as if nothing had happened.
Not long after, the female worker cleaned the bathroom and came to the master bedroom. The moment she lifted the quilt, Zheng Dongdong happened to walk into the room again.
He looked at the dry green leaves on the mattress, his face became tense, and like a real professional, he pushed the female worker away, squatted in front of the bed, picked up a handful of broken leaves, sniffed at the tip of his nose, and then Pretending to be shocked, he said, "It's marijuana, call the police!"
He said, took out his mobile phone, and took a picture of the scene very professionally.
At this point in the video, Zheng Dongdong's fragile nerve was finally completely broken, and the surveillance screen also ended with the hotel manager's vengeful smile.
The meeting room is as quiet as an ice cellar.
Lin Chen looked at everything in front of him, and only thought that this seemed to be a plot that could only be found in absurd dramas.
Zheng Dongdong actually went to the hotel room where they were staying and secretly planted marijuana to frame them. Xing Conglian knew this from the beginning, so he was calm from the beginning
However, it is only marijuana. This level of drugs is also worthy of Interpol’s dispatch
However, even marijuana is a contraband. Where did Zheng Dongdong get this thing, and where did he get the idea that just a small bag of marijuana could put them in jail
There are too many questions, but none of them can compare to one of them that makes him feel incredible: "Why, there are surveillance cameras and monitors in our room?"
Of course, there are no cameras installed in a private place like a hotel guest room. This surveillance video with almost no dead ends is obviously the masterpiece of the dynasty or Xing Conglian. He suddenly remembered the strange siren that kept ringing in the conference room not long ago. The alarm device on the door lock is probably not something that comes with the hotel access control
How many security measures did the two men add to their place
When Xing Conglian heard this question, he reacted very quickly, he picked up the back of the boy's neck, pulled the man in front of Lin Chen, and asked solemnly: "What about you, what are you doing with so many tricks where we live? "
The young man turned his head and looked at his boss with an incredible look, as if he couldn't believe that there were such brazen people in this world.
At this time, Xing Conglian laughed, and Wang Chao's head just blocked his face, so the threat in his smile became unscrupulous.
"Because I went out to work since I was a child, I felt very insecure... Haha." The young man turned back quickly, looked at Lin Chen, and said word by word.