Of course, a good shop cannot be stolen for no reason.
Such a good-end surveillance video is even less likely to disappear from the computer for no reason.
The only possibility is that someone has cleaned up all possible clues before the incident.
"How many days ago?" Xing Conglian grabbed the poor employee and asked carefully.
"Three... three days ago, yes, three days."
"It's the day before the teacher's birthday banquet." Lin Chen's expression changed slightly.
If the previous investigation made him feel as if he was groping in the dark and couldn't see where they were, then of course the situation is still dark, but he suddenly realized that they had been staying in a tightened In the pocket, someone has already fastened the mouth of the bag, and their struggles are only within a very limited range.
"Before the children under the banyan tree committed suicide, the other party has already started to erase the evidence, and they are really well prepared." Xing Conglian didn't look depressed, he even thought it was a matter of course, "Oh, No, this can't be said to be fully prepared, it should be said that the fundamental purpose of all this is to destroy corpses and traces?"
An organization that has been hidden for several years, using students to make countless dark livelihoods and make huge profits, it operates in such a low-key manner, why did it suddenly make big news about those mass suicides
They should know better than anyone else that once they surface, there is no turning back. No matter what their ultimate goal is, as long as it is a major social incident, the police will always investigate it to the end, and it is only a matter of time before it can be thoroughly investigated …
Well, what Xing Conglian said was not wrong. The six dead students, including his little junior sister, were just discarded as a burden. It was as if they were dealing with those videos. There was nothing better than "deleting" them directly. Simply neat means.
So all of this is a means to clear the evidence that the entire organization once existed, but even so, they didn't even forget to use this last chance to make money. This is probably not a simple cold-blooded summary.
Lin Chen suddenly remembered the problem of the dynasty.
Have you ever seen the wicked world
Really, it's an overly sharp question.
He rubbed his face vigorously, as if the brief darkness could make one sober.
Then, he heard Xing Conglian's voice ringing in his ear: "Let's go, let's go to the store and have a look."
The young man's voice was so calm and calm, and he didn't feel any frustration of being one step ahead.
"I have asked Dynasty to come over to see if the monitoring can be repaired, but three days have passed, the possibility that the hard disk has not been overwritten is very small, and they will not be so careless in their actions, and they must be prepared to not be found. "
Lin Chen nodded, and finally glanced at the shop marked with a star on the floor plan.
Not much different from what I imagined.
The cafe where people go to the empty building is not big. It is located in the corner of the entire underground shopping mall. It is like a cold beauty in an isolated corner. In fact, that shop is indeed too cold now.
Its glass door is closed, the store is dark, and the light from the aisle illuminates a wood-colored floor near the glass door and a wooden bar that cannot be removed by the door. The bar is empty, not even a flyer, no matter how you look at it , really as the management said, the store was "stolen" and nothing was left.
Except for the store sign.
It was a very small piece of wood hanging on the lintel, with an English word written on it in cursive script.
Lin Chen frowned, then subconsciously looked at Xing Conglian.
"French, it means knowledge."
The outstanding language ability of the criminal police captain once again made a contribution.
Lin Chen lowered his eyebrows and thought, and unexpectedly felt that someone behind him smiled lightly. He turned his head and saw Su Fengzi glanced at Xing Conglian and looked at him again, with a hint of mockery in his amber eyes.
"Why are you still here?"
Lin Chen asked angrily.
"Hey, the police are handling the case, aren't the crowd not allowed to watch?"
Lin Chen felt that he couldn't communicate with him at all.
At the entrance of the coffee bar called "Knowledge", Xing Cong Lian lit a flashlight into the store. The place where the picture frame had been hung on the wall showed ridiculous iron nails, and the chandelier hanging down from the ceiling was only the one left. Several chains, light bulbs and lampshades were gone.
"I've never seen such a hungry thief in my life." Xing Conglian said with a sneer, "If I ask someone from the forensics department, do you think I can't find a single fingerprint on the wall?"
"Yeah, it's too clean." Lin Chen returned to him and looked at the glass door that didn't even have a fingerprint.
"What the hell is going on in this store, you have to go all out to clear all the clues that may be left, and leave us no chance at all?" Xing Conglian complained nonchalantly, and then saw that he crouched down and put on his gloves. , briefly checked the door lock.
The lock cylinder does seem to have been violently dismantled, which shows that the other party is very meticulous and thoughtful even when acting.
"Actually, you can probably guess, it's nothing more than the records of people entering and leaving, some things like leaflets, and even this store may be responsible for publishing tasks..." Lin Chen leaned against the wall of the store opposite, watching Xing Conglian investigate. On the scene, said, "It would be nice if there were surveillance records."
"Yes." Xing Conglian raised his head and pointed to a black teardrop-shaped camera in the southeast corner of the store, "It's just that we can't see it."
"What do you think is the possibility that the camera is still working and they have found out that we found this store?" Lin Chen asked.
"The possibility of operation is 100%." Xing Conglian looked at the red dot on the camera. "However, luckily, we are monitoring the blind spot now. If we don't enter the door, they won't be able to find us."
Although he said so, he became more careful when he stood up.
After checking the door lock, Xing Conglian began to check the exterior wall of the store. His rubber-gloved hand stroked the wall and stopped on an iron hook.
He turned on the flashlight again, making the pale white wall clearer.
Under strong light, you can clearly see that the color of an area on the white wall is lighter than other places, like a trace left by something that has been hung for a long time.
"What did you just say?"
"Which one do you ask?"
"Just guess what?"
"This store?" Lin Chen looked at the light-colored area, thought for a moment, and said, "First of all, its purpose is of course to attract those potential targets. There must be promotional items in the store, and it may also undertake The role of the release task, I mean if it has a wide range of business, there must be a window to the internal and external…”
"For example, a propaganda board?" Xing Conglian's fingers crossed the outline of the light-colored area, which happened to be the size of a common children's blackboard. "What kind of thief would even steal the propaganda board at the door?"
"This is too..."
Lin Chen didn't know how to describe his feelings.
While he was stunned, Xing Conglian had already turned around and pushed aside the jewelry store opposite the coffee bar.
It was closing time, and the female owner of the jewelry store was closing the window and preparing to close the stall.
Xing Conglian showed his police badge, and then began to ask the details of the shop opposite.
"The shop opposite seems to have closed three days ago, and no one has come since..." The female boss brushed her temples, lowered her voice, and approached Xing Conglian and said, "I suspect that it can't be opened anymore. escaped on purpose."
"Oh?"
"Who comes to drink coffee underground when you have nothing to do? Business is so bad, sometimes there is no one for a day, and their clerks are weird and very aloof!"
"Qinggao?"
"Yeah, I think it's the right door, everyone knows each other, right? It's my first time in business, so I went to them to order coffee. It stands to reason that if you don't give me a discount, be kind, and their waiter treats me well. Airi ignored it, I sat for a while and left, and I will never go again..."
The female boss probably had long resented the neighbors across the door, and began to chatter.
The difference in attitude is completely understandable. After all, the female boss is definitely not the target that the organization wants to recruit. Lin Chen decisively interrupted the other party's complaint and asked, "The property said that they still sell books in the store. Do you remember? Roughly what kind of book?"
"How can I remember, I've only been there once."
"Since you sat for a while and left, there must be something that makes you feel uncomfortable. Maybe it's not just the attitude of the clerk, maybe there are other reasons?" Lin Chen persuaded.
"If you say that, it's those books..." The female boss narrowed her eyes and fell into her memory. "It's embarrassing to watch anyway. It's all kind of chicken soup for the soul, and there's not even a normal magazine!"
"Chicken soup for the soul?"
"Oh, it's the kind of 'change yourself in ten days,' or 'good inspirational life' or something."
Lin Chen nodded, pointed to the outer wall of the coffee bar and asked, "Is there anything hanging there?"
"There's a small blackboard hanging there, and I have it at my door."
Hearing this, Lin Chen glanced at Xing Conglian.
The captain of the criminal police took out the notebook, wrote a few words, and asked, "Perhaps, you still remember what was written on that blackboard?"
"Mr. Police Officer, I really can't remember this, who cares what they wrote!"
Lin Chen felt that Xing Conglian glanced at himself with an inquiring look. Although Xing Conglian didn't speak, Lin Chen could roughly guess that he was asking, "Can this memory be awakened?"
Lin Chen shook his head.
Xing Conglian knocked on the notebook and asked again: "Then what is probably written on it, you can say anything you think of, you don't need to be too specific."
"Probably, it's not all today's specials, students are exempted, takeaway calls and so on..."
"Can I understand that the above is a price list that will change?"
"Of course it will change, but it's kind of weird..."
"how?"
"I can't say it's strange, there are always people looking at the blackboard at the door... They don't even enter the store, they just look at the blackboard..."
"What kind of person is it?"
"What else can I do? Isn't it all students who come and go here?"
Lin Chen looked back at the iron hooks on the opposite wall and the grey and white outlines.
A blackboard, standing students, erased D-area surveillance...
What was written on the blackboard might be more serious than they thought.
He could almost imagine that every morning the clerk put on his uniform, glanced at his phone casually, then slowly tied his apron, opened the door, picked up the chalk on the blackboard, and wrote "Today's Special" or something else words.
In the eyes of ordinary people, those characters may be the slogans that decide whether or not they go in for a cup of coffee, but in the eyes of others, it may be the life and death of some people.
Students don't even have to enter the door, as long as they pass by the door occasionally, they know exactly what they are going to do.
This approach is so leisurely and light-hearted, yet cold-blooded to the point of trembling.
Lin Chen took a deep breath, hoping that all this was caused by his too rich imagination.
Xing Conglian also seemed to think of something, put down his pen and said to him, "You won't be the same as I guessed?"
"What did you think of?"
As soon as Lin Chen asked, he was dragged to the corner by Xing Conglian.
"It's a bit exaggerated to say, but we now have a codebook. If they are really bold enough to write the instructions on the blackboard, can't we know what the organization has done to the students?"
Lin Chen was surprised at Xing Conglian's thoughts.
"Discrete Mathematics" is this codebook is speculation, and it is also speculation that the organization transmits various commands to students in encrypted form. The only way to prove these speculations is to find an exact instruction, which is what they lack now. thing.
Maybe someone will occasionally take a photo of the door of this coffee shop
Maybe someone remembers what was written on that blackboard
But it was tantamount to looking for a needle in a haystack, and they were still a step too late.
"If there is a camera in this store, it would be great to monitor the blackboard 24 hours a day." Lin Chen said almost helplessly.
"There is one in this store." Xing Conglian was probably really a man who had a deep understanding of the camera. He casually pointed out a very inconspicuous camera in the corner of the store: "Now that the store is open, how can I not install a camera."
As he said, he walked directly under the camera, and then looked around. There were large and small glass mirrors hanging everywhere in the jewelry store, and even the back of the window was mirrored, so it looked bright.
Suddenly, when Lin Chen saw Xing Conglian's gaze stopped, Lin Chen followed his gaze and found that Xing Conglian's gaze fell on a floor-to-ceiling mirror.
"Go and open the store."
Xing Conglian's voice suddenly became very calm, and Lin Chen opened the door according to his words.
The captain of the criminal police picked up the corners of his mouth and said, "You say, with so many mirrors here, how likely is it that one of them will accidentally shine on the small blackboard on the opposite side?"