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."
lan, the Luo family, tracked him down - along with the babies in their arms. Mo Xuan stared pensively at the paternity test results from over a dozen top institutions, both domestic and international, showing a 99.99% match between himself and the two baby girls. At 23, Mo Xuan, a doctoral student, had become the father of two three-year-old children. The kicker? The mothers weren't even the same person! He gradually realized he was being lured step by step into an elaborate trap designed by these two yandere sisters. "Be good, little Xuan. Sister's life belongs to you entirely." "Brother, if you try to run away, I'll have no choice but to tie you up." Mo Xuan: "Do whatever you want, ladies. I give up."
transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”
lanned to earn money steadily and take life at a slower pace. But he never expected... his father's remarriage, and the stepmother bringing along a dependent, would completely disrupt his life's plans...
e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.
