Eyes that are the same as those of evil

Chapter 260 Perfectionism 14
Hearing the name Yuan Qing echo in his ears, Tan Jia was not excited.

This only shows that Yuan Qing had heard about Chu Yun's anxiety disorder, but it doesn't mean that she knew who Chu Yun was or that the people who secretly sent Chu Yun's private videos were Xu Youan and Qu Xiangbin.

Unless she had even closer contact with Chu Yun later on.

The policewoman wanted to ask a few more questions, so Tan Jia left the hospital first and went to the roadside to drive her car.

The car got as hot as a steamer after being parked in the open for half an hour. She started the car, turned on the air conditioning, and leaned against a shady spot to eat an ice pop.

Her green wolf tail clung to the back of her neck, slightly damp with sweat. She freed one hand to grab the ends of her hair for some fresh air, causing the layered silver necklaces to tug slightly. As they fell, they made a crisp rustling sound, and the pendant slipped into her sweet cleavage.

Passersby frequently glanced at her, only to be met with her cold stare and turn away sheepishly.

After finishing the popsicle, the car finally cooled down thanks to the air conditioning. Tan Jia got in the car and called Zheng Yan to tell him about her latest discovery.

They also said, "Now others are negotiating with the hospital to retrieve surveillance footage to see if Chu Yun and Yuan Qing have met and spoken alone."

Zheng Yan sensed the problem: "Even if they had met, they wouldn't start by talking about such private topics. Do you think Chu Yun would go around telling everyone that her private video was uploaded online?"

“But this is indeed the suspicious moment when Yuan Qing learned the true identity of the deceased,” Tan Jia said. “Following this line of thought, perhaps it was some insignificant remark made by Chu Yun that made Yuan Qing immediately realize that her husband was involved with Chu Yun. For example…”

She thought for a few seconds and came up with a few examples: "For example, mentioning surveillance footage, mentioning a unique characteristic of Qu Xiangbin and Xu Youan, such as a birthmark, hairstyle or hair color, or... seeing the perpetrator on a certain day and in a certain place, and that time and place made Yuan Qing immediately realize that something was wrong."

After listening, Zheng Yan also began to ponder: "If Yuan Qing really learned about Xu Youan's unsavory side after meeting and talking with Chu Yun at the hospital, then your reverse reasoning method is useful. You just said that Chu Yun might have mentioned to Yuan Qing that she saw the perpetrator at a certain time and place, and then Yuan Qing sensed that something was wrong. Why would you think that?"

"Because I think there's a detail that might be important—why did Chu Yun's anxiety worsen?"

She recalled her feelings when she observed Chu Yun up close, and continued, "She has been suffering from anxiety disorder for two years. She is very anxious about possible surveillance and secret filming in her life, but she is normal in other aspects. She has made so many efforts to protect her rights, and has been driven away and failed time and time again, but her anxiety disorder has not worsened to the point that she has to seek medical treatment. But this month, her condition has suddenly worsened. What could be the reason?"

"Why? Because you were secretly photographed again?"

Tan Jia: "Although that's a possibility, if I were her, the only time I could break down in one breath would be when I realize that all my efforts were in vain, and the victim is suffering terribly while the perpetrator is happy and content."

How do you know if someone is happy and content? At an unexpected moment, when you're feeling down, you suddenly witness the perpetrator spending money lavishly/appearing happily in a normal relationship/having a loving family with both a son and a daughter…

Why can this kind of trash continue to enjoy a wonderful life, while I'm still trapped in a surveillance camera and can't get out?

Why does no one know their true faces? Why are they still liked, admired, and revered by children? Does God have no eyes?

The more I thought about it, the more I hated and trembled. The more I thought about it, the more frustrated I felt. My soul was listless like it had a high fever, and my spirit was deflated and powerless like a punctured balloon.

It seems that the source of anxiety attacks is no longer just the camera.

She shared her thoughts with Zheng Yan, who remarked after listening, "You have an exceptionally high sensitivity to these details."

Her sensitivity to details, her empathy for the perpetrator's psychology and emotions, and her meticulous reasoning about the case—these abilities have surpassed the benefits of a dream from the same perspective as the murderer. After sincerely praising her, Zheng Yan said seriously, "This clue is very useful. I'll have someone investigate as soon as possible whether Chu Yun, Qu Xiangbin, Xu Youan, and Yuan Qing appeared in the same place from the same perspective."

Tan Jia nodded, and when the policewoman came out of the hospital, she released the handbrake and smoothly turned into the traffic.

Investigating these relationships is very troublesome. Apart from being able to find information through big data records, other methods still require reviewing a large amount of surveillance footage, conducting interviews, and making inquiries.

But perseverance pays off. The next day, they found another victim who had also been harmed by Qu Xiangbin and the deceased Xu Youan.

The other party is a deaf-mute girl. The video of her undressing and taking off her clothes was illegally uploaded online and received thousands or even tens of thousands of likes, which attracted a lot of harassment from men.

Seeing her only intensified everyone's disgust for Xu Youan and Qu Xiangbin.

After confirming that she was indeed a victim, Zheng Yan put his hands on his hips and said to Tan Ming and the others, "Now that we have a second victim who is willing to help, we have a reason to investigate Qu Xiangbin. Once we find Qu Xiangbin, we'll invite Yuan Qing to come and sit down."

The indirect approach to achieving the goal was much smoother than the direct investigation into the car accident and Xu Youan, and the presence of a tragic victim made the action more justifiable and evidence-based.

They then found a large number of surveillance videos on Qu Xiangbin's computer, most of which were private clips of women, as well as clips of men and women together, and many of the videos were not from normal surveillance angles.

The civil dispute turned into a criminal case, and Qu Xiangbin was taken to the police station.

Zheng Yan, who was getting a drink of water outside the office, feigned surprise: "Why did you bring him again? Xu Youan's case has already been determined to be an accident and is no longer our responsibility to investigate."

"This kid used his family's surveillance equipment to secretly film people everywhere, illegally storing all kinds of private videos and profiting from them. He even got involved in..." The policeman across from him raised his chin, meaning you know what I mean. In short, he was extremely guilty.

Zheng Yan looked at Qu Xiangbin in shock: "So this is your and the deceased's special hobby? It's illegal, isn't it?"

We absolutely must investigate! We must investigate thoroughly!

Qu Xiangbin was then taken back into the interrogation room, where the interrogator sitting opposite him was still Zheng Yan.

Although the topic of the interrogation was the hidden camera footage, Zheng Yan was a seasoned interrogator with experience comparable to a forensic doctor dealing with a corpse. He disrupted the interrogation rhythm, subtly weaving in some information about Xu Youan, only revealing his true intentions at the very end.

"You installed so many cameras everywhere, and that miniature camera in Xu Youan's car was one you installed, wasn't it? Because an accomplice in a criminal case wanted to turn over a new leaf, and you wouldn't allow it?"

Qu Xiangbin strongly suspected that he had been scammed. The questions were incoherent, and his answers were also incoherent. He didn't even know what he had answered.

But he would never allow himself to be accused of murder.

"It really wasn't me! He said he'd reformed, but that's impossible! Why would I install a camera in his car? We were just sitting in the car talking about these things a few days ago. If it were me, wouldn't I be walking right into a trap?!"

I'm so sleepy, see you in the next chapter during the day.