Searching for someone in northern Myanmar, and you call that earning tuition fees?

The atmosphere in the security office's storage room was somewhat tense.

Su Ming pressed the Enter key.

His laptop, covered in stickers from Genshin Impact and Naruto, emitted a piercing roar. The fan instantly sped up to full speed, making a sound like a helicopter taking off, as if it were about to explode on the spot.

On the screen, green codes were flashing by.

"This electronic antique?" Mada stared at the laptop with its peeling paint on the corners, his eyes twitching. "You could lag even playing Minesweeper with this thing, right? And you think you can handle our hundreds of gigabytes of encrypted data?"

If the hardware isn't enough, algorithms will make up for it.

Su Ming didn't even turn his head, his fingers moving so fast on the keyboard that they were just blurs. "Also, don't block the air vents. I'm so poor that I haven't changed my thermal paste in three years."

When the data loading reached 80%, the computer stand became so hot that an egg could be fried in it, and the screen started to lag.

"The temperature is too high, and the CPU has started to throttle." Su Ming frowned, but his hands didn't stop moving.

He turned to look at Li Changfeng, who was blowing on a thermos next to him.

"Brother Li, fan him!" Su Ming called out.

Without saying a word, Li Changfeng put the thermos on the table, grabbed the red armband that said "Safety Patrol" and started fanning the laptop's air vent.

Whoohoo!

The red cloth fluttered, bringing with it waves of heat.

"Su Ming, hold on! If this crappy computer dares to crash, I'll fucking kill it on the spot!"

The dignified senior colonel, at this moment, resembled a cook adding fuel to a wood-fired stove, his movements precise and rhythmic.

"Hold on! Three hundred thousand is beckoning us!" Li Changfeng shouted more urgently than if he were putting out a fire, fanning the flames while fueling the computer. "Don't burn it! Absolutely don't burn it! This is a strategic asset of our security department!"

Jiangnan Yan: "..."

motor:"……"

This art style is fucking bizarre. It feels like my intelligence has been insulted.

A "top consultant" charging 500,000 yuan was frantically typing code in front of him, while a senior colonel was fanning him like a waiter to cool him down.

"Will this work?" Ma Da muttered under his breath. "Isn't this ridiculous?"

"Shut up, look at the screen," Jiang Nanyan suddenly said.

The previously sluggish data stream started flowing rapidly again. Su Ming had used physical cooling methods to squeeze the performance of this old machine to its limit.

The screen flashed, and a complex 3D model building interface appeared.

That was a room.

This is the crime scene.

However, it's all messy lines and color blocks now, and you can't make out a human shape at all.

"Don't be surprised yet, the real show is just beginning."

Su Ming typed rapidly on the keyboard, his eyes focused. "Now, I'm going to take off his clothes."

Jiang Nanyan blushed and subconsciously took a half step back: "Student Su, watch your words! We are conducting a legitimate investigation..."

Ma Da's eyes widened in disbelief. He thought to himself that this kid was no good. He could solve the case, but why was he resorting to personal attacks?

Only Li Changfeng froze in his fanning motion, then his eyes lit up with the excitement of watching a spectacle unfold.

Su Ming looked at her like she was an idiot: "I mean, data-level stripping. Removing wall paint, furniture textures, and irrelevant light sources to restore the most original spatial structure."

"Oh..." Jiang Nanyan coughed awkwardly.

"Brother Li, increase the intensity!" Su Ming shouted in a low voice, "I'm going to start the reverse rendering!"

"Yes, sir!"

Li Changfan fanned the fan even more vigorously, almost sending sparks flying from his red armband. Sweating profusely, he roared, "Strip! Strip him bare! Make him run naked! Tear that bastard's underwear off!"

Mada covered his face in pain.

What kind of indecent words are these? He wanted to call the police on the spot.

As Li Changfeng manually cooled the screen, the lines began to rapidly recombine.

The messy noise disappeared.

The excess furniture models were "stripped away".

Finally, in the very center of the screen, only a completely black room model remained, along with hundreds of crisscrossing white light trails.

That is light.

Su Ming stopped typing and let out a long sigh of relief. The roar of the computer fan gradually subsided.

"What's this?" Mada leaned closer, looking at the tangled mess of light. "Is this the clue you were talking about? A bunch of glow sticks?"

"This is the optical path diagram."

Su Ming pointed at the screen, "You said the forensic pathologists and forensic investigators found no fingerprints, no DNA, no footprints, not even any traces of the perpetrator entering or leaving the scene, right?"

Jiang Nanyan nodded: "The site has been cleaned with special chemical reagents and is very clean."

"Chemical reagents can wash away bloodstains and skin flakes."

Su Ming picked up Li Changfeng's tea egg from the table and gestured in the air, "But it can't be washed clean."

"What do you mean?"

"As long as matter exists, light will undergo refraction, reflection, and diffuse reflection."

Su Ming placed the tea egg in front of the screen, and the light from the screen shone on the eggshell, casting a small shadow.

"The perpetrator cleaned the scene, making the floor slippery and altering its reflectivity. Although he avoided the surveillance cameras during the crime, he couldn't have remained invisible. His body blocked the setting sun from the window and the light from the corridor."

Su Ming clicked the mouse.

The light on the screen began to flow.

"The light shone on the walls and floor. Although the surveillance cameras didn't capture him, the faint light reflected from the walls entered the lens. By inputting the reflectivity of all objects in the scene, and combining that with the time and the angle of the light..."

Su Ming smiled.

"I can pull that self-proclaimed 'god' from the void... out of nothingness."