Tong Yu put down his coffee cup and said in confusion: "It's strange, if according to the inference, someone tampered with this car two months ago, then the car accident should have happened long ago."
Although it's weird that the dashcam was lost on a certain day, the main fault of the car was the brake failure, and it took two months for the brakes to fail? This is obviously a bit unreasonable.
"Because your artist doesn't drive this car very much." The detective friend paused, and then said: "We made a speculation that when the other party tampered with the brakes, they didn't completely damage the brake pads. Instead, count the number of uses."
Tong Yu scratched his head and listened to him continue.
"This is a deliberate murder. I guess the other party should know your artist's habits very well, so he is quite clever in his hands and feet. He has accurately calculated the wear and tear of the brake pads. If you don't ask him to be very professional I'm afraid they won't be able to find out if they are identified."
As the detective friend said, he also took out his mobile phone, dug out the WeChat records of the braking situation explained by professionals in the past two days, and handed it to Tong Yu.
Tong Yu only understood half of it. After all, he is not a professional car researcher, so he quickly returned the phone to his detective friend, "Did you find anything about what happened two months ago?"
The detective friend shook his head, "According to the clues of the car, I haven't found anything else yet. I was afraid that you might be in a hurry, so I explained the situation to you first."
Tong Yu sighed, "I'm really in a hurry. If I don't find out who is behind the scenes, the safety of my artists will not be guaranteed for a day."
"How is your artist now? Is he out of danger?" the detective friend asked.
Tong Yu is keeping secret from everyone now, so he shook his head and said, "Still in a coma."
"Well, if he wakes up, you can ask him if he lent the car to anyone two months ago, and see if he can provide some information." The detective friend said.
"Well, then you continue to check here, and if I have any clues later, I will tell you as soon as possible."
"OK."
The two didn't chat much, and soon parted ways and left the coffee shop.
Tong Yu thought about what the detective friend said, and then drove to the hospital again.
Thirty minutes later, the hospital ward.
Tong Yu told Huo Xiang everything the detective friend said.
Huo Yao didn't go to school for the past two days. The car accident frightened Song Ning and Huo Jinyan. Although they were not injured, the couple still insisted on sending their daughter to the hospital for observation for a few more days to make sure that there was no problem.
At this time, after listening to Tong Yu's words, Huo Yao looked at him sideways, "You mean the driving recorder can't be recovered?"
While peeling fruit for the two brothers and sisters, Tong Yu said, "Yes, actually, my friend said it more modestly. The programmers in their office are also computer experts. He said he couldn't recover, so maybe he really couldn't recover."
Huo Yao sat lazily on the chair, holding the mobile phone in his hand, and said, "You asked your friend to send all the records of the driving recorder?"
Tong Yu had already peeled an apple and handed it to her, "Sister, what do you want this for?"
Huo Yao took a bite and said seriously: "Maybe I can restore the records for you."
Hearing this, Tong Yu looked at her quietly, then picked up another apple and continued to peel, then turned to Huo Xiang and continued, "Huo Xiang, think about where your car is on October 13th." place."
Huo Yao: "..."
(end of this chapter)