After Xu Fa's death, Long’an enjoyed a period of rare tranquility. In January, the first snow of the year fell. A video sent to the police by an anonymous email broke the calm at the beginning of the year.
In the video, a big fat man wearing a suit with his hair combed back was repeatedly hitting something with a blunt object. Red liquid was repeatedly splashed onto his face. The fat man’s face was gloomy and his eyes were sinister. A dense layer of sweat beads formed on his forehead.
He continued this action for a while, then stood up, straightened his collar, and said something. The video was muted.
Everyone studied this weird video repeatedly. Many people's first impression was that the fat man in the video was killing someone because judging from his lips, the last sentence seemed to be: "Find a place to bury him.”.
"Who is this person?" Xu Xiaodong asked.
"I think we should first figure out whether this is real or if it’s a film. The angle of the camera didn’t look like a video taken from a surveillance camera. We’ve received some spoof videos before." Old Zhang said.
"Can the IP address be traced?" Lin Qiupu asked.
A police officer from the Information Department said, "The IP address is from a foreign country. A proxy IP was obviously used. The registration of that email was also randomly filled in."
"I think someone wanted to report the crime, but they dare not disclose their identity. This fat guy looks very rich. There are even people watching him when he 'commits murder'. He might be a powerful man." Lin Dongxue spoke up about her speculation.
Nobody could identify who the person in the video was, so they went to the physical evidence center to conduct a facial feature recognition and then searched for the man in the household registration database. It took a few hours to come up with over a dozen candidate lists, including one person’s face that closely resembled the one in the video. The person’s name was Dong Xiao. After investigating, they found out that he was the president of the famous Zhuoyuan Communication. This company mainly engaged in communications and electronics. The head office was in the northwest and a subsidiary had just been established in Long’an. In the subsidiary company, he was rumored to be a big fat man of three hundred catties. He usually went out, but there wasn’t even a picture of him on the Internet.
"Captain Lin, shall we go see him in person?" Old Zhang said.
Lin Qiupu had a headache. To investigate using a video of unknown origins would only result in the door being shut in their faces. There also wasn’t much value in meeting him directly. He said, "It’s better to find out if anyone from Zhuoyuan Company has disappeared recently. Ideally, a corpse can be found. We can file a case if there’s a corpse."
"Shall I find Old Chen?" Lin Dongxue asked.
"Okay, he’s been idle long enough." Lin Qiupu said.
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