October 8th, 2022
Translator: Ca5 Editor: MadHatter
The abrupt inquiry caused Wang Chao to feel dizzy.
What’s ‘this’ we all have?
The first thing that Wang Chao conceived of was body parts.
What in the world was this?
Silence reigned momentarily as the rest of the people were likewise pondering Jiang He’s inquiry.
Jiang He’s question was dismissed by Xu Yiman, who then inquired rhetorically, “What is it?”
“Come with me,” remarked Jiang He as he moved forward.
He led them all into the bedroom of the deceased. Blood remained on the bed and quilt even after the body had been taken away. Jiang He would rather everyone look at the computer cabinet that was positioned to face the foot of the bed rather than this. Jianghe had already noticed it, but after examining every room, he reached the conclusion that something was missing from this particular one.
And Jiang He had previously asked everyone what was missing.
“You should inspect this to determine whether anything is amiss,” Jiang He said, pointing to the computer desk.
Everybody’s attention was drawn to this computer desk. What did they find on the computer desk? A desktop chassis, a 21-inch LCD monitor, two subwoofer speakers, a black axis gaming keyboard, and a razer gaming mouse were all included. Inside the drawer were cards, loose change, USB flash drives, and some other stuff. There was a feeling of something being missing.
Jiang He pointed to a charging head that was still attached to the plug-in board by a data cable as he stood next to it.
“Do you see a problem?”
“What problem?” asked Wang Chao, looking at the location Jiang He had indicated.
“Mobile phone,” Jiang He finally uttered.
In today’s society, practically everyone carried a mobile phone.
“And He Huijuan was having fun with such a powerful computer. More than 1,000 yuan is necessary to buy this keyboard and mouse set. It is inconceivable for her to lack a cell phone. Besides, the cost of her cellphone is undoubtedly not cheap.”
The charger head was removed by Jiang He, who then looked it over and noted, “Apple 7 just went on sale a short while ago.”
Wang Chao took the charger from Jiang He’s hand and thoroughly examined it before stating, “This is indeed an Apple mobile phone charger.”
“Have you, though, spotted an Apple phone in this house?”
“He Huijuan’s cell phone number ought to be part of the information on the head of the household that was previously gathered, right?” Jiang He asked.
“Yes,” a criminal police officer replied promptly.
“Please come over.”
Jiang He was unequivocal.
When someone dialed this number, Jianghe was informed that the phone had been turned off.
“But I know that after the Apple phone is lost, the location of the stolen phone can be determined by logging in to the account, right?” questioned Jiang He.
“Unless it’s turned on, we can’t find it. We can only find it through her apple account.” explained a criminal police technician.
“Unfortunately, we no longer have her account number. We’ll have to send it to the municipal bureau in order to get her Apple account number.”
“Turn it on,” Jiang He spoke quietly, looking at the black computer.
The process of the computer being turned on was exceptionally fast and it didn’t take long to boot up.
Several icons appeared which covered virtually the whole desktop.
Software of various kinds was also present, including download tools, games, different browsers, antivirus software, and so on.
With the gloves worn, Jiang He opened QQ and discovered that one of the QQ numbers had retained the password.
No sooner had Jiang He logged in to this QQ than a lot of “Didi sounds” were being emitted. Jiang He casually opened a few and discovered a “flame” sign behind the remarks of several people.
The realization dawned on Jiang He that He Huijuan was spending more time with these people.
Nothing more than a game was included in the chat history’s content, and the other party refuted He Huijuan’s words. In general, nothing was out of the ordinary. The computer contained nothing but games, photos, movies, and other media that were worthless to Jianghe.
“QQ mailbox is the account number, and the password is He Huijuan’s pinyin initials plus her mobile phone number,” Jiang He explained.
A technician subsequently started experimenting with his Apple phone.
The outcome was unsuccessful, nevertheless.
“Use He Huijuan’s pinyin initials and QQ number as the password,” Jiang He stated once more.
It was a success.
Everyone directed admiring glances at Jiang He.
“How did you figure out the password?”
Wang Chao asked Jiang He a question.
“Through guessing. He Huijuan is an extremely lazy person, and didn’t pay special attention to passwords,” Jiang He clarified, “You see, her desktop was disorganized, and her life was a slog. She will almost unquestionably not use a complicated password. The optimal option is to start with English letters, followed by numbers. And she had to remember this number by heart; it was either a QQ number or a mobile phone number.”
“It’s not difficult to figure out. How’s it going?” Jiang He inquired. “Has her phone turned on?”
“Not right now.” The technician gave a headshake.
“Then keep an eye on this phone; once it is turned on, it must be located,” Jiang He said.
“But there’s a 50% possibility this phone was not used at all.” Wang Chao’s heart couldn’t help but pound when he heard Jiang He saying 50% chance, which meant he was relying on pure speculation this time.
When Jiang He caught sight of the scene, Wang Chao was basically more than 70% certain.
Wang Chao inadvertently said, “We saw the lock on the door. It can be determined that the door was locked, so the phone was lost before the door was locked.”
Jiang He concurred with Wang Chao this time: “When I entered each room, I had already noticed that the windows and doors were locked. There was no way to take out the phone in such a situation because this was a locked room. In short, this phone vanished before the house door was locked. There’s an 80% chance that this phone was lost today,”
Li Weiyi, He Huijuan’s husband, must know whether his wife’s phone was lost, and had he didn’t know, it would have meant that the phone was lost after he left home for work.
“There is still a possibility,” Jiang He said, extending his finger. “I was wondering this before, but where was Li Weiyi around eleven o’clock this morning?”
Jiang He looked around and made a disturbing prediction.
Everyone was aware of what Jiang He implied: that Li Weiyi had murdered his wife and mother.
Xu Yiman had been standing around while they were conversing.
Xu Yiman concluded that Jiang He was still somewhat useful after Jiang He accurately guessed He Huijuan’s account number and password twice in a row.
Nonetheless, when Jiang He brought the subject up again, Xu Yiman’s disdain toward him resurfaced.
“Can’t you come up with something good?” Xu Yiman declared.
“I don’t fairly grasp what you’re referring to,” said Jiang He, shaking his head. “But if you gather the basic details and examine the corpse and the scene, you may quickly draw a conclusion with a higher probability. It’s possible that Li Weiyi stole the phone, or he could have killed them.”
“But,” Xu Yiman endeavored to interrupt, but it was to no avail.
Jiang He added, “I can’t add a higher likelihood to this possibility until I contact Li Weiyi, so this is just a possibility. As for whether it’s true or not, I’m not sure right now because we still have too few clues, but we can find infinite possibilities from the limited clues.”
“The possible options are equally significantly crucial,” Jiang He told Xu Yiman composedly. “If Li Weiyi has an absolute alibi, we can eliminate any doubt about him and establish his innocence. Why dismiss a potential suspect that might be a criminal?”
After being disputed on the spot, Xu Yiman wanted to counter-argue, but she didn’t know how to do so.
Jiang He had a struggle in interacting with others. He didn’t seem to be able to discern whether or not others were furious.
Xu Yiman shrugged with a helpless smile spreading on her face.
Wang Chao, who was standing nearby, had already recognized Jianghe’s talent. Then, he said, “We will begin with Li Weiyi to dig into and uncover what he did at eleven in the morning. The findings of the investigation might be either positive or negative but there is still something we don’t grasp. What is the motivation behind Li Weiyi’s murder should this be the case? You must understand that killing a loved one demands a firm resolve.”
Wang Chao gave a slight shake of his head. He, like Xu Yiman, thought the possibility was too remote: “Second, how did the murderer escape from the locked door, and you also stated that Wu Guifeng is likely to commit suicide? How will you explain that?”
The sensation of his head ready to burst swept over Wang Chao.
“I didn’t say Li Weiyi is the murderer.” Jiang He shook his head. “But the possibility exists.”
“Okay.”
Jianghe clearly meant that which left Wang Chao feeling powerless.
“Taking a mobile phone, killing someone, and committing suicide. None of these are contradictory,” Jiang He stated, “The likelihood that has the highest value is the one that comes closest to the actual phase when we review all of the potential possibilities. Of course, there is another option.”
Wang Chao inquired, “What’s the other one?”
“Let’s go back and ask Li Weiyi first, and then have the detailed autopsy report prepared,” Jiang He responded as he stepped out of the door, “That should save us a lot of trouble by then.”
Jiang He stood at the door, his gaze sweeping across the wall outside the house, which was covered in small advertisements.
Along with these small advertisements, there were a handful of painted rectangles, circles, five-pointed stars, and other patterns that seemed to have been done by mischievous children.
“Can you go?” Wang Chao asked Jiang He.
“Why don’t you get in touch with the police in your area?”
“There is no need.”
Jiang He motioned with his hand.
October 8th, 2022
Translator: Ca5 Editor: MadHatter
The abrupt inquiry caused Wang Chao to feel dizzy.
What’s ‘this’ we all have?
The first thing that Wang Chao conceived of was body parts.
What in the world was this?
Silence reigned momentarily as the rest of the people were likewise pondering Jiang He’s inquiry.
Jiang He’s question was dismissed by Xu Yiman, who then inquired rhetorically, “What is it?”
“Come with me,” remarked Jiang He as he moved forward.
He led them all into the bedroom of the deceased. Blood remained on the bed and quilt even after the body had been taken away. Jiang He would rather everyone look at the computer cabinet that was positioned to face the foot of the bed rather than this. Jianghe had already noticed it, but after examining every room, he reached the conclusion that something was missing from this particular one.
And Jiang He had previously asked everyone what was missing.
“You should inspect this to determine whether anything is amiss,” Jiang He said, pointing to the computer desk.
Everybody’s attention was drawn to this computer desk. What did they find on the computer desk? A desktop chassis, a 21-inch LCD monitor, two subwoofer speakers, a black axis gaming keyboard, and a razer gaming mouse were all included. Inside the drawer were cards, loose change, USB flash drives, and some other stuff. There was a feeling of something being missing.
Jiang He pointed to a charging head that was still attached to the plug-in board by a data cable as he stood next to it.
“Do you see a problem?”
“What problem?” asked Wang Chao, looking at the location Jiang He had indicated.
“Mobile phone,” Jiang He finally uttered.
In today’s society, practically everyone carried a mobile phone.
“And He Huijuan was having fun with such a powerful computer. More than 1,000 yuan is necessary to buy this keyboard and mouse set. It is inconceivable for her to lack a cell phone. Besides, the cost of her cellphone is undoubtedly not cheap.”
The charger head was removed by Jiang He, who then looked it over and noted, “Apple 7 just went on sale a short while ago.”
Wang Chao took the charger from Jiang He’s hand and thoroughly examined it before stating, “This is indeed an Apple mobile phone charger.”
“Have you, though, spotted an Apple phone in this house?”
“He Huijuan’s cell phone number ought to be part of the information on the head of the household that was previously gathered, right?” Jiang He asked.
“Yes,” a criminal police officer replied promptly.
“Please come over.”
Jiang He was unequivocal.
When someone dialed this number, Jianghe was informed that the phone had been turned off.
“But I know that after the Apple phone is lost, the location of the stolen phone can be determined by logging in to the account, right?” questioned Jiang He.
“Unless it’s turned on, we can’t find it. We can only find it through her apple account.” explained a criminal police technician.
“Unfortunately, we no longer have her account number. We’ll have to send it to the municipal bureau in order to get her Apple account number.”
“Turn it on,” Jiang He spoke quietly, looking at the black computer.
The process of the computer being turned on was exceptionally fast and it didn’t take long to boot up.
Several icons appeared which covered virtually the whole desktop.
Software of various kinds was also present, including download tools, games, different browsers, antivirus software, and so on.
With the gloves worn, Jiang He opened QQ and discovered that one of the QQ numbers had retained the password.
No sooner had Jiang He logged in to this QQ than a lot of “Didi sounds” were being emitted. Jiang He casually opened a few and discovered a “flame” sign behind the remarks of several people.
The realization dawned on Jiang He that He Huijuan was spending more time with these people.
Nothing more than a game was included in the chat history’s content, and the other party refuted He Huijuan’s words. In general, nothing was out of the ordinary. The computer contained nothing but games, photos, movies, and other media that were worthless to Jianghe.
“QQ mailbox is the account number, and the password is He Huijuan’s pinyin initials plus her mobile phone number,” Jiang He explained.
A technician subsequently started experimenting with his Apple phone.
The outcome was unsuccessful, nevertheless.
“Use He Huijuan’s pinyin initials and QQ number as the password,” Jiang He stated once more.
It was a success.
Everyone directed admiring glances at Jiang He.
“How did you figure out the password?”
Wang Chao asked Jiang He a question.
“Through guessing. He Huijuan is an extremely lazy person, and didn’t pay special attention to passwords,” Jiang He clarified, “You see, her desktop was disorganized, and her life was a slog. She will almost unquestionably not use a complicated password. The optimal option is to start with English letters, followed by numbers. And she had to remember this number by heart; it was either a QQ number or a mobile phone number.”
“It’s not difficult to figure out. How’s it going?” Jiang He inquired. “Has her phone turned on?”
“Not right now.” The technician gave a headshake.
“Then keep an eye on this phone; once it is turned on, it must be located,” Jiang He said.
“But there’s a 50% possibility this phone was not used at all.” Wang Chao’s heart couldn’t help but pound when he heard Jiang He saying 50% chance, which meant he was relying on pure speculation this time.
When Jiang He caught sight of the scene, Wang Chao was basically more than 70% certain.
Wang Chao inadvertently said, “We saw the lock on the door. It can be determined that the door was locked, so the phone was lost before the door was locked.”
Jiang He concurred with Wang Chao this time: “When I entered each room, I had already noticed that the windows and doors were locked. There was no way to take out the phone in such a situation because this was a locked room. In short, this phone vanished before the house door was locked. There’s an 80% chance that this phone was lost today,”
Li Weiyi, He Huijuan’s husband, must know whether his wife’s phone was lost, and had he didn’t know, it would have meant that the phone was lost after he left home for work.
“There is still a possibility,” Jiang He said, extending his finger. “I was wondering this before, but where was Li Weiyi around eleven o’clock this morning?”
Jiang He looked around and made a disturbing prediction.
Everyone was aware of what Jiang He implied: that Li Weiyi had murdered his wife and mother.
Xu Yiman had been standing around while they were conversing.
Xu Yiman concluded that Jiang He was still somewhat useful after Jiang He accurately guessed He Huijuan’s account number and password twice in a row.
Nonetheless, when Jiang He brought the subject up again, Xu Yiman’s disdain toward him resurfaced.
“Can’t you come up with something good?” Xu Yiman declared.
“I don’t fairly grasp what you’re referring to,” said Jiang He, shaking his head. “But if you gather the basic details and examine the corpse and the scene, you may quickly draw a conclusion with a higher probability. It’s possible that Li Weiyi stole the phone, or he could have killed them.”
“But,” Xu Yiman endeavored to interrupt, but it was to no avail.
Jiang He added, “I can’t add a higher likelihood to this possibility until I contact Li Weiyi, so this is just a possibility. As for whether it’s true or not, I’m not sure right now because we still have too few clues, but we can find infinite possibilities from the limited clues.”
“The possible options are equally significantly crucial,” Jiang He told Xu Yiman composedly. “If Li Weiyi has an absolute alibi, we can eliminate any doubt about him and establish his innocence. Why dismiss a potential suspect that might be a criminal?”
After being disputed on the spot, Xu Yiman wanted to counter-argue, but she didn’t know how to do so.
Jiang He had a struggle in interacting with others. He didn’t seem to be able to discern whether or not others were furious.
Xu Yiman shrugged with a helpless smile spreading on her face.
Wang Chao, who was standing nearby, had already recognized Jianghe’s talent. Then, he said, “We will begin with Li Weiyi to dig into and uncover what he did at eleven in the morning. The findings of the investigation might be either positive or negative but there is still something we don’t grasp. What is the motivation behind Li Weiyi’s murder should this be the case? You must understand that killing a loved one demands a firm resolve.”
Wang Chao gave a slight shake of his head. He, like Xu Yiman, thought the possibility was too remote: “Second, how did the murderer escape from the locked door, and you also stated that Wu Guifeng is likely to commit suicide? How will you explain that?”
The sensation of his head ready to burst swept over Wang Chao.
“I didn’t say Li Weiyi is the murderer.” Jiang He shook his head. “But the possibility exists.”
“Okay.”
Jianghe clearly meant that which left Wang Chao feeling powerless.
“Taking a mobile phone, killing someone, and committing suicide. None of these are contradictory,” Jiang He stated, “The likelihood that has the highest value is the one that comes closest to the actual phase when we review all of the potential possibilities. Of course, there is another option.”
Wang Chao inquired, “What’s the other one?”
“Let’s go back and ask Li Weiyi first, and then have the detailed autopsy report prepared,” Jiang He responded as he stepped out of the door, “That should save us a lot of trouble by then.”
Jiang He stood at the door, his gaze sweeping across the wall outside the house, which was covered in small advertisements.
Along with these small advertisements, there were a handful of painted rectangles, circles, five-pointed stars, and other patterns that seemed to have been done by mischievous children.
“Can you go?” Wang Chao asked Jiang He.
“Why don’t you get in touch with the police in your area?”
“There is no need.”
Jiang He motioned with his hand.
