Chapter 19 Blank Data [Please collect! Please recommend! 】
"Boss, I found basically everything you asked me to check!"
In the witness room where Wang Ze lived, Qi Ming introduced the gains of his trip in a brisk voice.
"The hijacker A who confronted the boss that day was named Qi Zheng, and the hijacker B who subsequently committed suicide was the old man. His name was Zheng Wenzheng. They two lived in the same community.
"I found all these in their community. I pretended to be an investigative reporter, stuffed some red envelopes and asked more than 30 people in total.
"The two people have a close relationship. Qi Zheng is 35 years old and Zheng Wenzheng is 72 years old. They often play chess in the lounge of the community and have been friends for more than ten years.
"According to Qi Zheng's wife, Qi Zheng had health problems some time ago and got angry many times. Qi Zheng's wife took good care of her until Qi Zheng beat her and drove the mother and son back to Qi Zheng's parents-in-law. Home.
"Zheng Wenzheng was alone. Before the two of them planned the hijacking, Zheng Wenzheng had already made a will and passed all his property to Qi Zheng's wife and son."
He Chou murmured: "We have forgotten our friendship?"
Qi Ming whispered: "According to the memories of Qi Zheng's wife, before Qi Zheng drove her and the child away, his mood always broke down for a few days. He would lie in bed and cry alone, mumbling something in his mouth." Road', go to the road to reunite."
"Road?"
Wang Ze pondered slightly.
He Qiu said: "It sounds like a brainwashing method. Qi Zheng may have been influenced by Zheng Wenzheng."
"Old He, please inquire about the progress of the hijacking case and see how far the police station next door has investigated it," Wang Ze warned, "Just say that I, the person involved, am a little curious."
"Let's focus on this first. What if this ghost thing is really aimed at you?"
He Qiu looked at the countdown projected on the wall.
Wang Ze smiled and shook his head, half leaning on the edge of the desk, and said calmly:
"Don't be led by the other party. He may just want us to get into trouble. Didn't Director Zhao say that they can erase this countdown at any time.
"They are worried that this will anger the murderer, and erasing the countdown will make the murderer take action earlier."
"Okay, I'll ask right away."
He Chou scratched his head, went to sit on the sofa in the corner, and began to fiddle with his watch.
Qi Ming continued:
"Boss, according to what Qi Zheng's wife said, Zheng Wenzheng has a very peaceful personality and is also warm-hearted. He often helps his neighbors throw away garbage and occasionally helps his neighbors take care of their children.
"And I noticed a few details. When Qi Zheng's wife called Zheng Wenzheng, she always called her "Mr."
"When Qi Zheng's wife mentioned Qi Zheng, her sad expression didn't look like it was staged. She and her children will be lonely and helpless in the future, which is quite pitiful.
"When Zheng Wenzheng's neighbors mentioned him, they all gave him a thumbs up and said they couldn't accept that such a kind person would do such a big thing as hijacking a plane."
Wang Ze asked: "What was Zheng Wenzheng's job before he retired?"
"He is a grassroots government worker on his home planet," Qi Ming said. "He retired five years ago. His life is very easy, he has no enemies and no troubles.
"Furthermore, Zheng Wenzheng made a reservation for a place in a nursing home five years ago. He planned to go to a nursing home to live out his life when he lost the ability to take care of himself. He had made very thorough arrangements for his funeral.
"According to my investigation, he also prepared a cemetery for himself in advance."
Wang Ze frowned and thought for a while.
In the hijacking case, Qi Zheng, who hijacked the security officer and shouted in the live broadcast room that the Weixing Group would be infamy for eternity, could explain his motives.
——Use this radical method to gain public condemnation of Weixing Group.
Of course, this behavior is absolutely undesirable.
But what is Zheng Wenzheng’s motivation?
Is it purely to help Qi Zheng breathe out?
A retired grassroots government worker and an online tester from Weixing Group. Where did they get that special material pulse weapon?
Are there more planners and facilitators hidden behind the two actors?
Faces appeared in front of Wang Ze's eyes. They were the passengers he had seen on the Skytrain.
"Old Wang," He Chou looked up at Wang Ze, "The current focus of the investigation over there is on the online chat records of the two hijackers, but we haven't found any clues yet.
"Some unimportant materials, including the biographies and family relationships of the two people, as well as the transcripts of interviews with relevant personnel, will be passed on later."
Wang Ze responded and slowly sat on the sofa, staring at the dark red numbers dancing in the center of the projection screen.
Qi Ming ran to pour a glass of warm water and placed it next to her boss. Her smart eyes glanced left and right, and she obediently went to stand behind the sofa.
Wang Ze greeted: "Xiao Qi, go and rest first. It's been a hard day running."
"Good boss."
Qi Ming agreed and looked at the countdown on the projection screen. Although she was very curious, she still controlled her mouth.
She was sweating profusely after running all day, so she decided to go back and take a shower before coming over to work overtime.
……
Part of the information on the hijacking case was quickly sent to Wang Ze.
Wang Ze looked through it quickly and found no valuable clues, let alone any evidence to support the joint investigation of the two cases.
Soon, Wang Ze discovered some interesting information.
When police officers from the next door police station were investigating the family members of the hijackers, Lin Weilin was also at the scene.
She was probably doing a public relations mission - to prevent the situation from escalating and to keep the hijackers' family members from speaking out for the time being.
After checking the information, Wang Ze leaned on the sofa and rested for fifteen minutes, letting his mind empty as much as possible.
He Chou arranged for several heavily armed police to stand outside the witness dormitory and gave Wang Ze top-notch 'witness treatment'.
When Wang Ze woke up, He Chou hurried over with several forms.
"Old Wang, come and see this."
"Well," Wang Ze casually pulled his glasses and put them on, looking at the information in the form carefully.
He Qiu picked up the water cup on the side and took a sip of cold water, and introduced quickly:
"This is the game that the deceased Wenquan has played over the years. The following is the length of the game, the team in the game, the position he held in the team, and the teammates with whom he has the closest contact.
"Wen Quan only used this name in "Creation Titan", but the strange thing is..."
"Why are the data at the end of "Creation Titan" blank?"
Wang Ze asked with a frown.
He Qiu said: "This information was retrieved from the databases of several major game manufacturers. Do you know who operated this "Creation Titan" back then?"
"Weixing?"
"It's Wei Xing," He Qiu cursed, "I don't know what Wei Xing is up to. I asked them to get the records of the deceased in "Creation Titan", but they insisted that they couldn't find it.
"This game was discontinued eighteen years ago. It is a black box game, real and virtual... Fatty Zhao's popular science was not in vain. According to the historical records they found, several servers were scrapped and the computer room caught fire, destroying the game. Storage data of several games that were shut down in the same year.”
Wang Ze's eyebrows twitched slightly.
"There's probably something going on here," He Qiu muttered.
"The police can't handle cases based on intuition," Wang Ze put the form on the table. "Now we have one more clue. Let's continue investigating and let them find a way to recover the data."
There were light footsteps at the door, and Qi Ming, who had put on a plaid skirt and a white shirt, ran back with her wet hair.
"Boss! Is there anything you want me to do?"
"Just come here," Wang Ze said, "Go to the most popular game forums on the home planet and post a few posts to see if there are any old players of the game "Creation Titan". Try to contact them. The more people there are, The better.
"The game company's storage data will be damaged, and the players' memories will never be completely lost."
"Okay boss," Qi Ming responded and was about to go to the side to work, but couldn't help turning her head and glanced at the wall. After all, she couldn't help it and asked in a low voice, "Boss, what's going on with this countdown?"
"I landed on Dawn Street, and the murderer suddenly appeared in front of me, leaving this countdown."
Qi Ming blinked, listening to the boss's relaxed words, and didn't think it was a big deal.
Qi Ming asked: "Is he provoking? If the boss can't catch him during this time, he will go to his teammates who are as gentle as jade?"
"Teammates who are as gentle as jade..."
Wang Ze frowned and looked down at the form in front of him.
Although he said he wanted to take the initiative, he seemed to have fallen into the logical trap set by the murderer.
This countdown really grabbed my attention; the murderer's full provocation made me subconsciously want to take on this challenge.
Before that, he had been thinking about how to solve the mystery of Wen Quan's death within the time limit and catch the murderer's tail.
Wen Quan's case actually already has a key figure - Lin Xiaoxia.
As long as Lin Xiaoxia cannot hold back her words, she is likely to reveal important clues about the murderer, and the police will have a chance to figure out how the murderer committed the crime.
The murderer is likely to kill again before Lin Xiaoxia opens her mouth.
Maybe the murderer is secretly observing Lin Xiaoxia's condition through his elusive means and using the police station network at this moment.
Through a simple countdown, the murderer successfully distracted the police's attention and disrupted his own thinking.
Do you want to cut off the network around Lin Xiaoxia?
Doing so might stimulate the murderer to take action immediately.
This countdown...
"Old He, is there any way the police can get the entire network to quickly pay attention to a certain incident?"
"We only have over 100,000 fans on our official account," He Chou asked. "The bureau doesn't have much budget to buy hot searches."
Wang Ze pondered for a moment, and was about to think about how to make some noise on his own, when suddenly there was a knock on the door, which was ajar.
"Please come in."
The door of the room opened, and Lin Weilin holding a windbreaker appeared in Wang Ze's sight, smiling:
"If Mr. Wang wants to draw the entire network's attention to a certain event, I can help.
"In an hour, I will hold a press conference. If Mr. Wang can show up, it will definitely be a great encouragement to the users of Liming Street."
Her eyes were unusually bright.
"I can participate," Wang Ze said directly, "but aren't Weixing Group afraid of what I say?"
"Of course, I can't kidnap Mr. Wang's mouth," Lin Weilin seemed to be relieved, "Then I can ask, what does Mr. Wang want to do?"
"Contact the player group of Creation Titan to see who knows Wen Runruyu, and find the 'second one' as soon as possible before the murderer acts next time."
Lin Weilin was stunned for a moment and said with a smile: "This is indeed a good idea. I thought all Mr. Wang's attention was focused on the existing dead."
"Protecting living people is more important, and it doesn't matter if the truth is delayed for a few hours."
Wang Ze stood up, casually unbuttoned his shirt around his neck, and walked to the bathroom in the corner.
"Xiao Qi, pay attention to my terminal. I have set you up as a collaboration assistant. After receiving the data from the Sixth Star Cluster later, I will pass them to Lao He."
"Boss, do I still post?"
Wang Ze smiled and said: "Keep posting, you can ask Miss Lin to help with things like popularity. She is more professional."
"Mr. Wang is ridiculous, it's just my job."
Lin Weilin smiled appropriately, not thinking it was a joke at all, and took the initiative to walk towards Qi Ming with his windbreaker in his arms.
He Qiu looked at Wang Ze and then at Lin Weilin. He was about to say something when his phone vibrated several times.
After opening the message and glancing at it, He Qiu perked up;
He glanced at the bathroom that Wang Ze had just entered, lowered his head and quickly left the witness dormitory.
Lin Xiaoxia broke her guard and collapsed emotionally. (End of chapter)