Wang Dachuan took the dashcam from the man.
After copying the recorded footage to his computer, he returned the dashcam to him.
Initially, the man wanted to know what case the police were investigating.
But how could they let him see that?
When police are investigating cases, they can't leak information to the outside world.
After all, before a case is solved, anyone could be the perpetrator.
Even police officers themselves aren't exempt - for instance, if an officer has any connection to a case, they must recuse themselves and cannot be involved in the investigation.
Wang Dachuan reminded him gently: "Mr. Li, thank you for your help and understanding, but I apologize, the case details need to remain confidential, so..."
"I understand, I understand!" the man nodded quickly. "I actually have something to attend to, so I'll head out now. If you need anything else, just let me know - I'll fully cooperate!"
With that, the man left the police station without looking back.
Wang Dachuan immediately opened the dashcam footage he had just copied.
After finding the relevant timestamp, he started watching it together with Xu Mo.
That night, the car had been parked in an ideal position, directly facing the road where the victim was kidnapped, and the dashcam had recorded everything.
"That girl in the long dress must be the victim!" Wang Dachuan pointed at the figure appearing on the computer screen.
"That's her," Xu Mo nodded.
They continued watching.
In the video footage, the girl was initially walking normally, but when she reached an alley entrance, she seemed to have been called by someone, or perhaps something caught her attention, causing her to look inside.
After hesitating for a few seconds, she walked into the alley.
She never came out again.
About a minute later, a van drove out of the alley and sped away.
"That must be the vehicle!" Wang Dachuan pointed at the van in the video footage.
But being cautious, he continued watching more of the surveillance footage.
After playing another half hour of video at increased speed, he still didn't see the girl exit the alley.
Wang Dachuan finally concluded: "It was definitely that van. The perpetrator kidnapped the victim and used the van to transport her."
"That's enough, let's rewind and check the license plate," Xu Mo said.
Wang Dachuan immediately complied, using the mouse to drag the video progress bar back half an hour.
However, due to the mediocre quality of the dashcam's camera and the considerable distance, the recorded footage was quite blurry, making it impossible to clearly see the van's license plate.
Wang Dachuan instinctively looked toward Xu Mo.
The footage was too blurry to make out the license plate - this was a problem he couldn't solve, so he had to rely on Xu Mo.
"We can't make this out. Could you work your magic on this video too?"
"Cut out the segment where the van appears and send it to me. I'll see what I can do," Xu Mo said.
One minute later.
"Done!" Xu Mo finished processing the video.
The previously blurry footage was now somewhat clearer.
Wang Dachuan struggled to make out the details.
"Yang A.K376... what's the last digit? Is it a zero or the letter O? Or maybe an 8? What do you think it is?"
The first few characters were fairly easy to recognize, but the last digit was problematic.
They could only vaguely make out that it was somewhat circular.
Wang Dachuan couldn't determine if it was an O, 0, or 8.
After carefully examining the van's license plate in the video footage, Xu Mo responded.
"Private vehicles don't use the letter O in their license plates, except in the letter code section. The five digits after the dot can only contain numbers, not letters. The last digit doesn't really look like an 8 either, so this plate should be Yang A.K3760. Let me look this up."
With that, Xu Mo searched for the license plate number Yang A.K3760.
The search results showed that this plate number belonged to a Land Cruiser, not a van at all.
Wang Dachuan scratched his head: "So it's a cloned plate... These perpetrators are quite careful."
Since it was a vehicle with cloned plates, the registered owner's information was meaningless and couldn't be considered a lead.
This frustrated Xu Mo as well.
However, it wasn't completely impossible to track a vehicle with cloned plates.
While they couldn't trace the real owner's information, they could try to track where the vehicle went by checking surveillance cameras.
The surveillance coverage in this area wasn't very dense, with gaps between cameras and quite a few broken ones, plus there were many road intersections.
Therefore, trying to predict which camera would next capture the vehicle based on its direction of travel wasn't feasible.
They would need to check all surveillance cameras in the area to have any chance of tracking the vehicle's final destination.
It was too much work for one person to check so many cameras simultaneously.
So Xu Mo gathered other officers working on the case, shared all the leads he had found, and asked them to help search the surveillance footage for the cloned vehicle.
Suddenly, almost all officers were simultaneously searching for the whereabouts of the van with the cloned plate Yang A.K3760.
Many hands make light work, and after checking all surveillance cameras in the area, they managed to quickly trace the vehicle's final destination.
"After the kidnapping, the van headed straight for the suburbs. The surveillance cameras became increasingly sparse, and the last time this van was caught on camera was at the intersection of Dayu Road and Xifeng Road. We don't know where it went after that - it probably avoided routes with surveillance... This gang must have done their homework before acting," an officer reported.
After checking the map, Wang Dachuan suddenly had an idea: "The van was last seen at the intersection of Dayu Road and Xifeng Road, and wasn't captured on any cameras after that. This suggests the gang's hideout must be somewhere in that area. Should we try searching that area?"
As soon as he finished speaking, an officer objected.
"That's not necessarily true. That area is deserted, with many roads lacking surveillance. What if they turned onto some unnamed road... Besides, the area you're suggesting is too vast. We don't have enough manpower - how long would it take to search such a large area?"
"We can't just sit here doing nothing, waiting passively, can we? These traffickers might target another lone girl tonight. Even if we're short-staffed, we have to try. What if we actually find their hideout?" Wang Dachuan argued.
Indeed, they couldn't just wait around. Since surveillance cameras alone couldn't locate these traffickers, they needed a different approach... Xu Mo, who had been standing nearby, suddenly stood up and patted Wang Dachuan's shoulder.
"I'm heading out. If Captain Han asks, just tell him I'm out on duty."
s + Rent Collection Wealth】 At the start, he inherited a rundown house in the urban village from his grandfather. The house had no tenants, but the moment he was diagnosed with a terminal illness, a self-proclaimed empress from the Tianxuan Continent arrived as his first tenant. Ye Chuan soon discovered that with every new tenant moving in, not only did he receive massive daily payments, but he also obtained unique items related to their backgrounds. 【Acquired Bai Qianshuang’s related item: Tiger Strength Pill—dramatically enhances physical power!】 【Acquired Bai Qianshuang’s related item: Deer Blood Pill—significantly boosts vitality!】 …… From that day on, all sorts of bizarre tenants began appearing in the house: the empress from Tianxuan Continent, an apocalyptic sorceress from the Magic Realm, a mysterious scientific girl who fell through a spacetime rift… Every single day, he received strange, powerful items and endless money. Then one day, he suddenly realized—he had become invincible. Enough, enough! Stop giving me more!
u Chenyuan transmigrated into a female-oriented novel about a real and fake heiress, becoming the CEO elder brother of both. Unfortunately, the entire Lu family—including himself, the CEO—were mere cannon fodder in the story. Determined to save himself, Lu Chenyuan took action. The spoiled, attention-seeking fake heiress? Thrown into the harsh realities of the working class to learn humility. The love-struck real heiress? Pushed toward academic excellence, so lofty goals would blind her to trivial romances. As for the betrayed, vengeful arranged marriage wife… the plot hadn’t even begun yet. There was still time—if he couldn’t handle her, he could at least avoid her. "CEO Lu, are you avoiding me?" Mo Qingli fixed her gaze on Lu Chenyuan. For the first time, the shrewd and calculating Lu Chenyuan felt a flicker of unease.
nd fell into a coma while saving his younger sister from an out-of-control car. He became a vegetable. No one knew that his consciousness had crossed into a world of cultivation. Over the course of sixty years, he began as the lowest kind of mine slave, struggling to survive amid mountains of corpses and seas of blood. By sheer chance, he eventually obtained the complete memories of a fallen Immortal King. Alchemy, medicine, formations, feng shui, physiognomy, artifact forging… Every great inheritance of the cultivation world was now his. But when he opened his eyes again, he discovered that ten full years had passed in the modern world. To pay for his treatment, his father had sold the family’s shop and house, leaving himself covered in lasting injuries and illness. His mother had cared for him day and night, and more than half of her hair had already turned white. His younger sister, who had been only fifteen back then, was now twenty-five. To help repay the family’s debts, she had been forced to lower her head and put on a smiling face in places of glittering lights and endless revelry. Only then did Chen Xuan understand that what he had lost was not merely ten years. He had lost the life his entire family was meant to have. The good news was that he had brought back the memories of an Immortal King’s entire lifetime. The bad news was that his soul had returned alone—his cultivation had not come with him. Spiritual energy was scarce, resources were depleted, and the modern world still had firearms, surveillance, capital, and laws. If he wanted to protect his family, break free from everyone’s control, and become truly invincible beneath the heavens, he would have to start all over again.
he colors of other people’s emotions. Light red meant anxiety. Gray meant exhaustion. Orange meant excitement. Yellow... meant repression. At the same time, he could gain unlimited control over one of those colors. Pale cyan: relaxation. Using this ability, he started offering “two-yuan hugs,” spending an afternoon exchanging emotional-color experiences with others. Then came his final female customer of the day— a girl whose emotional color was pure black... —— A week later, Xu Chuan had become skilled at using pale cyan—Relaxation—treating it like a bottle of menthol balm whenever he needed it. That was when he discovered he had unlocked another unlimited emotional color: Purple, the color of fear. So these emotional colors refresh every week? Fine, I take it back—I’ll never call you useless again... —— Much later, after Xu Chuan had accumulated countless emotional abilities, one night, he suddenly found himself inside someone else’s dream. There, he could use the emotional colors he possessed to paint. And in her dream, he painted her a shower of pink shooting stars, spreading across the depths of the night sky...
