Chapter 487 Did the Director commit suicide?
Chapter 487 Did the Director commit suicide?
Qi Tongwei thought to himself that Long Can must have had his own purpose for abandoning the car there.
Maybe he has some secret base there, or he is using the complex terrain there to evade tracking.
Qi Tongwei knew that he had to go there and check it out, maybe he could find more clues about Long Can.
but not now.
Afterwards, Qi Tongwei hurried to the police station.
The police station was filled with a tense and busy atmosphere, as the police were racing against time to investigate the case of the chief's injury.
As soon as Qi Tongwei walked into the police station, a policeman came up to him and told him an important news: they had found the surveillance footage of the incident from the traffic police brigade.
Qi Tongwei was delighted, he knew that this surveillance might become the key clue to uncover the truth.
He followed the police to the place where they checked the surveillance footage, only to see that the image on the screen was very blurry, as if it was covered by a thick fog.
The vehicle in the picture looked like a blurry outline, and it could only be barely discerned that it was the car the director was riding in.
A police officer frowned, his eyes fixed on the screen, and said in surprise, "It's strange. Although the picture is not clear, the car has been driving normally on the road. There is no sudden acceleration, deceleration or abnormal shaking.
"It's common sense that if there's a heated argument or fight going on inside the car, the driver's driving will definitely be affected, and the vehicle's driving state will change significantly. But from this surveillance video, it doesn't look like a heated argument took place inside the car."
The other police officers nodded in agreement.
They gathered around the screen, trying to find more clues from the blurry image, but found nothing.
Qi Tongwei stood aside, staring at the surveillance footage without blinking. He always felt something was wrong.
His brows were furrowed tightly together, and his mind was constantly thinking about various possibilities.
He knew that although the surveillance footage was blurry, it must be hiding some overlooked details.
Qi Tongwei decided to start restoring the picture quality technically.
He sat in front of the computer, skillfully operating various software tools.
The policemen around him fell silent. They looked at Qi Tongwei's focused expression, their hearts filled with anticipation.
They knew that Qi Tongwei also had unique technical capabilities, and perhaps he could find some key clues from this blurry surveillance.
As Qi Tongwei operated, the picture on the computer screen began to change gradually.
Some originally unclear places gradually became clear.
Qi Tongwei's eyes were fixed on the screen, not missing any subtle changes.
Two minutes later, a miracle happened.
The originally blurry surveillance footage, as if shrouded in thick fog, gradually became clear under Qi Tongwei's operation.
Finally, Qi Tongwei restored a clear picture with quality comparable to that of a movie.
Every detail in the picture is clearly visible, and the color, model and even the license plate number of the vehicle can be clearly identified.
The situation inside the car is no longer blurry. The driver's expression, movements, and any subtle movements that may occur in the back seat are all presented to everyone.
This achievement made many technical police officers present exclaim in amazement.
A young technical police officer's eyes widened with amazement, and he couldn't help but exclaimed, "What amazing technology!"
His voice was full of admiration and his eyes were fixed on the screen without blinking.
An experienced police officer nearby was also amazed by Qi Tongwei's skills. He couldn't help but exclaim, "Oh my God, how did he restore such a blurry image? It's like magic."
As he spoke, he shook his head, full of admiration for Qi Tongwei's skills.
Other policemen also gathered around and expressed their surprise and admiration.
"Captain Qi, where did you learn this technique? It's amazing!" a policeman asked curiously.
"I've never seen anyone restore such a blurry picture so clearly. Captain Qi is truly a technical master!" another policeman echoed.
Qi Tongwei listened to everyone's praise and just smiled slightly. His attention was still focused on the restored surveillance footage.
Amid everyone's exclamations, Qi Tongwei began to carefully examine every detail in the screen. His eyes were focused and serious, as if everything around him had disappeared. The only thing left in the world was him and this surveillance screen full of secrets.
He observed every detail in the picture intently, especially Long Can's every move.
Qi Tongwei found that Long Can did not make any violent movements from beginning to end. His behavior seemed very calm, as if he was on an ordinary trip. There was no sign that he had any aggressive behavior towards the director.
Moreover, judging from the restored video footage, it is very likely that the director was stabbed by himself.
As soon as this idea formed in Qi Tongwei's mind, his brows furrowed tightly.
This is a very surprising discovery, and it also means that the truth behind this matter may be more complicated than they previously imagined.
Soon, others also noticed these details in the picture.
A policeman scratched his head and said with confusion, "If the car is the primary crime scene, does that mean there were other people in the car who did it?"
There was a hint of uncertainty in his voice, and his eyes were full of confusion.
Another police officer heard his words and answered without hesitation: "Of course there is. It can't be that our chief did it himself, right?"
His tone was very certain. After all, in their opinion, there was no reason for the director to attack him.
However, as soon as he said this, he seemed to suddenly realize something, and his expression suddenly became a little subtle.
His eyes widened slightly and a hint of embarrassment crossed his face, as if he realized that what he had just said was a bit too absolute.
He added awkwardly, "It's also possible that the director did it himself."
His voice was obviously much softer than before, and after he finished speaking, the whole atmosphere became even more awkward.
The policemen around looked at each other, all lost in thought.
This idea is really too unbelievable. If the director really did it himself, what kind of secret is hidden behind it?
Was he threatened, or was there some other ulterior motive?
Everyone's eyes unconsciously turned to Qi Tongwei, hoping that he could give some explanation or further analysis.
Qi Tongwei felt everyone's gaze, he took a deep breath, and said slowly: "From the current video, this possibility does exist.
But we cannot draw conclusions based on this alone; more evidence is needed.
Perhaps the director was being controlled by someone, or was being subjected to some extreme coercion.
We will continue to investigate and see if we can find any other clues.”
Qi Tongwei's words made everyone feel a little relieved, as they knew that what Qi Tongwei said made sense.
Until there is solid evidence, any speculation is just speculation.
So the police picked themselves up and started looking for clues from other aspects, hoping to solve the mystery.
Some policemen who knew some inside information suddenly looked a little strange at this moment.
A trace of panic and uneasiness flashed in their eyes. After exchanging a few meaningful glances, they quietly moved away from Qi Tongwei, like a group of frightened mice trying to hide in a dark corner.
They stood quietly by, watching all these unusual changes, trying their best not to attract other people's attention.
Qi Tongwei caught a glimpse of these people's movements from the corner of his eye, and his heart moved slightly, but he remained silent and just focused more on the restored surveillance footage.
The car in the picture is driving steadily. The atmosphere inside the car seems calm but reveals an indescribable depression.
After a while, the car slowly stopped by the roadside.
The man driving the car, Long Can, had a calm expression that was somewhat eerie, his eyes always looking straight ahead.
He looked back, his eyes calm, as if what happened in the back seat had nothing to do with him.
His hands always held the steering wheel tightly, without any trembling, like two solid iron clamps.
After a moment, the car door opened.
The director's figure appeared in the picture, one of his hands pressed tightly against his heart, the other hand covering it hard, as if trying to stop something from leaving his body.
His face was as pale as paper, his forehead was covered with beads of sweat, and his eyes were full of pain and fear.
He opened the car door, his body swayed a bit, and he lost his support.
The director stumbled out, his steps were unsteady, and every step seemed to use up all his strength.
His body was like a candle in the wind, ready to fall at any moment.
Suddenly, he seemed to be tripped by something and fell heavily to the ground.
His body twitched a few times on the ground.
The policemen around couldn't help but gasp when they saw this scene.
They never expected that the director would appear in the surveillance footage in this way.
This scene was so shocking that it made the whole case even more confusing.
Qi Tongwei's brows were tightly furrowed, and his eyes were filled with deep confusion and worry.
He silently thought about various possibilities in his mind. Why would the director get out of the car by himself?
What happened to his chest wound?
Was it his own doing, or was there some ulterior conspiracy behind it?
Almost at the moment the director landed, the car drove away, leaving behind only the director's struggling figure in pain.
The director's cell phone dialed the emergency number at the same time. His trembling fingers operated the phone screen with difficulty, and each stroke seemed to use up all his strength.
Seeing this scene, all the police felt that the situation was very delicate.
Their faces were filled with shock, confusion and anger. The group looked at each other, not knowing what to say for a moment.
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