The blurry level of the screenshot is really appalling, and it is estimated that the person who was filmed can't even recognize it. There are still several water ripples on the screen, and the figure that was originally a lump was almost distorted into an alien shape. And I don't know if the equipment is aging or something else, the whole picture is extremely dark, and the colors are weird and distorted.
The only information that can be seen from this picture is that the thief was wearing reddish clothes.
Qi Chen has always been very sensitive to color. Even if the entire picture is dark and fuzzy, the saturation and brightness are outrageously low, and even with the red and cinder-like gray and black, he can still identify the person he is wearing. It's a rose red dress.
So, the woman who staggered out of the car window last night immediately came to his mind, and by the way, he dragged in a name—Sister Qin.
In fact, objectively speaking, there is no real connection between the three.
At first, Sister Qin was just one of the many people who were related to the museum. All Qi Chen knew about her was a casual onlooker on the roadside at noon, and a name she heard from Xu Liang.
Second, on the bus last night, Qi Chen just glanced at the woman in the rose-red dress by the bus, and didn't even see her face clearly. And the person wearing rose red clothes on the road is not the only one, there are countless people in the whole area and even the whole city.
Besides, the people on the news picture this morning don't even talk about their faces. They can't even tell the difference between men and women. It's even more fearful that this proves who this person is.
The reason why these three were linked together was just because within a day and a night, they came into Qi Chen's eyes one after another with a fairly high frequency.
But whether it's intuition or guesswork, this matter has nothing to do with Qi Chen. The news said that the police museum has reported the case, and the police have begun to investigate and have some clues. It's okay for those unrelated people to read the report.
Just when Qi Chen was about to close the web page, something in the last screenshot flashed across the corner of his vision, and he stopped halfway while holding the hand that moved the mouse to the upper right corner.
"Huh?" He blinked, leaning closer to the screen in confusion.
In the last screenshot, behind the thief in red is a darkness that cannot be illuminated by the light, and the thing that passed by just now seems to be in this position.
Qi Chen stared at the darkness while adjusting the angle of his sight. As a result, when he stopped at an angle where the screen was slightly reflective, a pair of eyes appeared vaguely in the seemingly empty darkness.
It was a pair of dead eyes, with drooping eyelids, too much white and bluish, and little black part, it looked like someone was watching the surveillance camera silently in the corner...
When Leng Bing met such a pair of eyes, Qi Chen was startled, took a breath, and slammed back into the chair.
The swivel chair slid a step back, and the somewhat elastic back of the chair was pushed by him, and with a bang, it slammed into the table behind Captain Long.
"Oh mom, what's the matter with you?" Hong Ming's voice came from the side. He was probably taken aback by his movement, but his voice was a little vague, as if he didn't open his mouth. It looks like it came out of the seam.
"Ah? No... I must have read it wrong..." Qi Chen patted his chest and turned to look at Hong Ming as he spoke, but a face painted in pitch black with only two holes in the eyes jumped into his eyes inside.
Lying... trough!
The corners of Qi Chen's mouth twitched, and his heart, which almost stopped beating just after being frightened, almost stopped again before he could recover.
"Hee hee hee hee..." Hong Ming put on a black mud mask and couldn't open his mouth, so he squeezed his throat and laughed like a snake spirit.
She touched the bag on the table for a while, then stood up and walked to Qi Chen's table with her high heels, put the things in her hand on his table, and said, "Why, haven't you seen a mask before? Her face turned green with fright. Come on! Comrade Qi Chen, come and eat a navel orange to calm your shock."
Qi Chen: "..." You really didn't mean to tease me!
"A few days ago when I was on a business trip, my face was chapped, and I was just a little free today." Hong Ming put on a black face, leaned in front of the computer screen, and glanced at the news on the web page, "Yo, I'm watching the news, it's none of our business at the moment, we have to see what the police say. But why do you look shocked when you watch the news?"
Qi Chen felt that looking at her face up close was another kind of visual shock, so he silently turned his eyes away, and sat upright like a coffin, looking straight ahead. There's no need to tell her about scary things. It's a big sin to make people unable to sleep at night, so he shook his head and said, "No, I just played a scary pop-up advertisement."
It was probably because the charcoal-like, slightly happy face in front of him was too distracting, and Qi Chen was dragged by her and said a few words, almost forgetting the frightening glance just now.
After chatting for a while, Director Dong called Hong Ming's extension, and he didn't know what to say. He saw Hong Ming saying "oh", hung up the phone and hurried away, Qi Chen called her twice She didn't care about it, she just said: "Let's talk later!" Qi Chen silently peeled off the navel orange in his hand, thinking: I just want to say that you forgot to peel off your mask...
He calmly finished eating an orange, took another sip of water to do some psychological construction, and then sat up straight again and leaned closer to the screen, wanting to take another look at the screenshot from the angle just now.
As a result, this time, he adjusted the angle up, down, left and right countless times, and he almost took off his head and looked upside down, but he never saw those eyes that rolled up in white, as if everything before was just an illusion. of.
Apart from the interlude of these eyes, Qi Chen lived a very dull and leisurely day.
In fact, in the two or three days he entered Guanghe Company, he had been a little too leisurely at work. The only job that really required him was repairing the dragon tooth, and he had nothing serious to do after that. He sometimes looked at the people in charge in the team leader's office and asked if he had any work to do, but Sister Ming replied, "Don't worry, your work is not on these things, I'll call you when something happens."
Qichen University has also been an intern for four years, and I have worked in many companies. Basically, I can use you as much as I can, and I will never be soft on the job. It is the first time for someone as silly and sweet as Guanghe.
So what is Director Dong's intention to recruit him, a person with no outstanding characteristics? Don't you need to work as a mascot
Although he is a person who is very lazy to find trouble for himself, in this environment where everyone is very busy, it is indeed too shameless for him to be leisurely alone. So he would knock Xiao Hei or the HR girl from time to time, asking him to do the work that he could help.
After going back and forth, Qi Chen found that Guanghe's work division was a bit strange. But let's talk about regularity-
When he watched helplessly as the information on a newly entered cultural relic collection was passed on to the HR process, he really didn't know how to complain.
For a company that divides technicians into logistics, assigns pots and china bowls to personnel, and never walks the normal road from beginning to end, the only thing he can do is to be quiet...quiet...such as...chicken.
Hehe, just be happy.
The snow that started last night has been falling off and on all day, and it still doesn't seem to stop completely. Outside, the streets and pavements with the constant flow of traffic and people still did not accumulate snow, but the flowerbeds in the Guanghe company's yard were covered with a fluffy white layer.
Qi Chen looked at the continuously falling temperature and the road covered with icy slag outside, and felt very sad in his heart.
He was a little worried, if he accidentally sleepwalked out of the company tonight, and when he woke up, would he find himself bruised and swollen and a few fingers froze...
He was wrapped in a quilt in such a brutal brain hole and gradually fell asleep, but luckily he had no dreams all night until he was woken up by the buzzing mobile phone on the bedside table in the early hours of the morning.