Abyss of ignorance

Yue Jianfeng looked around, whether it was the police of the detention center or the colleagues of the provincial department and the sub-bureau, they were all busy.

He approached Lin Xiaodong and whispered, "Captain Lin, do you know what you just said?"

Of course Lin Xiaodong knew that if Yao Yuanqing and Xu Binyong hadn't committed suicide, then it would be an unimaginable opponent who could strike without leaving a trace in the heavily guarded detention center.

At this time, the impact of Xu Binyong's death on the entire investigation is immeasurable. If even the detention center cannot protect Xu Binyong's safety, it will be very difficult to find valuable confessions from other people.

This is a murder to silence the public, and it is also a warning to the party.

Lin Xiaodong looked up at the cameras installed outside the iron fence gate. Not only were there probes everywhere in the detention center, but all the probes were bidirectional. If there was any abnormality, the police could call out an early warning without the police rushing to the scene.

"Surveillance, have you seen it?" He shouted at the policeman on duty who was talking to him just now.

The policeman on duty ran over graciously and said to Lin Xiaodong: "I am going to show you, but before you came here just now, we have already checked in our own place. Xu Binyong blocked himself with the bed, which happens to be a place that the probe cannot take pictures, so we didn't find it..."

Lin Xiaodong listened to him with a blank expression, noncommittal. Of course he knew that such an important suspect died in the detention center. For them, if it is determined as dereliction of duty, accountability is indispensable, and it is natural to want to excuse themselves.

The surveillance room, which usually had few people, was now full of people.

A former police chief died in the detention center in such an embarrassing manner. No matter why he was detained here, everyone's feelings were inevitably mixed.

"Generally speaking, our place is Datongpu, but because of the seriousness of Xu Binyong's case, he was detained in a separate cell. Except for this, the other treatment is the same." Following the introduction of the director of the detention center, the video has been pulled back to 6 p.m. In the screen, Xu Binyong was escorted back to the room. Just relying on his steady walking pace, it is completely impossible to see that there was a fierce conflict with his wife not long ago.

It's hard to tell whether Xu Binyong's gentleness is innate or just pretending to be a habit.

Xu Binyong, who was alone, sat by the bed for a while, and after a while, he walked towards the foot of the bed facing the wall, and sat down on the floor.

The height of the bed just blocked his upper body, only the toes occasionally protruded from the place covered by the bed, but it was impossible to see what he was doing.

"That's what we saw. After all, he is very different from the other suspects. He has visited our place several times and has a better understanding of the environment. He should know that the position next to the bed is a dead spot for the probe, and he didn't give us time to rescue him."It's a pity that there are people present who have completely opposite ideas to him.

"Can we go back and watch it again?" Lin Xiaodong said, staring at the surveillance screen.

"Well, it's the same when we look at it again. We have watched it several times." The director said.

But Lin Xiaodong still persisted.

So, the disappearing Xu Binyong reappeared in the screen.

Still walking steadily, he walked into the cell calmly.

Video recording is really a strange thing. The person in the picture, everyone knows that he is dead, but when looking at the picture, it is impossible to connect him with the cold corpse lying in the cell at the moment.

It seems that these are two completely separated facts, two parallel universes.

In the virtual world, Xu Binyong is always alive, and as long as the progress bar goes back, he will be trapped in this digital image world, trapped in the cycle of never coming out.

Yes, everything looks normal.

However, in that painting, what comes in through the small window is dim moonlight.

"Retrieve images from other cells, and find images that are consistent with Xu Binyong's time." Lin Xiaodong said suddenly.

No one knew what he was doing it for.

But it's not too difficult.

Soon, the pictures of several adjacent or similar cells were called up.

Different from Xu Binyong's quietness and composure, the other cells are Datong bunkers. In summer, a small room is full of people. You can smell the smell of sweat through the screen. There are also a few dishonest people who are pushing and shoving, and they are about to fight.

But these are not what Lin Xiaodong cares about.

He stared back and forth at these pictures, no one knew what he was looking at.

Everyone's attention was focused on him.

"The window is too bright." Lin Xiaodong said suddenly, in the quiet monitoring room, every word was very clear.

"What?" Despite this, the director blurted out without knowing why.

"The window in Xu Binyong's room is too bright. Are you sure this is today's surveillance?" Lin Xiaodong turned to look at the director behind him, his eyes full of doubts, "Look for yourself, the windows of other cells at the same time have already darkened, only Xu Binyong's side is still in broad daylight."

The director and others looked at it suspiciously, and it was true.

"Is it a problem with the probe? You see that the time is indeed 06:30 in the afternoon?" The director still felt that Lin Xiaodong was being picky.

Lin Xiaodong looked around at everyone, he knew that no one could fully trust them now, so he decided not to mention the oil painting.

I can only say: "We will take these pictures back and ask colleagues in the technical department to analyze them carefully."

"Team Lin, what do you mean, you suspect that Xu Binyong's surveillance has been subcontracted?" Yue Jianfeng, who had been following Lin Xiaodong's rhythm, asked.

"It's past the summer solstice, and it's getting darker and earlier recently. If the window of Xu Binyong's cell is particularly bright, it can't be ruled out that someone has used the footage from a few days ago. Moreover, this place is being monitored 24 hours a day. If you don't find it even during real-time monitoring, it can only be said that someone has premeditatedly implanted this footage in advance." As he spoke, he looked at the director who had been planning to have a close relationship with him. No, we'll find out soon."

Then he looked at the fat director with a shiny face in front of him, and asked, "I remember that last time a suspect named Yao Yuanqing died in your place like this..."