There was a table in the apartment, and Lu Jinyuan moved three more chairs out of the chaos. Then the three people sat down around the table and started the first Team meeting.
After sitting down, Lu Jinyuan looked around at the other two people, raised his hands and spoke, "I'll speak first."
"Say it, no one will rob you." Fu Bao complained about him.
"I found a URL that Xia Qing had saved on his phone. After retrieving his access records and bank records, I found something more interesting. But I won't go into details yet. Let's take a look at this address first." Jin Yuan took out Xia Qing's mobile phone and opened a web page on the phone.
The webpage played an animation, a villain was hung on the fire, and then there was a scene of the villain's limbs being chopped off, and a donation button appeared in the fire, which said "five liters of gasoline", "ten liters of gasoline" and "Donate of your choice" option.
It looks so familiar... The first time he saw this animation, Fu Bao felt it was extremely familiar. Then he thought about it again, wasn't this something he had seen on Shen Chang's mobile phone before?
That bad prank!
At the same time, Fujiko's expression also became a little weird.
"What...what does this mean?" Fu Bao asked Lu Jinyuan.
"I'm using my computer to open this website now." Lu Jinyuan didn't answer, but pushed the table with his hand so that the swivel chair he was sitting on reached the screen wall. Then he typed on the keyboard, and the same animation appeared on the screen wall. Since it was amplified many times and the sound was transmitted through the speakers, the screams of "ahhhhh" and the sound of "puff-plop" burning suddenly made people feel a little numb.
"Trace its source." Lu Jinyuan clicked a few times, and a bunch of data appeared on the screen, and occasionally pictures would appear, such as the "Angel Fundraising" page, the remittance page, etc., "We will find this It sounds like a prank, but you can actually make a donation..."
"Then." Lu Jinyuan connected Xia Qing's mobile phone to the computer, and Xia Qing's account information appeared on the screen. "I used a little hacking technology. Now everyone stores personal information and bank information in their mobile phones. It’s too unsafe…”
Following Lu Jinyuan's words, Xia Qing's account login information began to scroll on the screen. Rows of bill details scrolled and soon settled on one row. It clearly read: June 7th, expenses One thousand two hundred yuan, payment recipient: Angel Fundraising.
"Obviously, the conclusion is that Xia Qing participated in the fundraising and paid 1,200 yuan." Lu Jinyuan's voice was a little weird, "Then I found a way to break into the angel fundraising server and found this The entire list of people who participated in the fundraising this time is hard to find because they all paid by credit card. However, the money is currently deposited in the angel fundraising website account and has not been transferred to the account receiving the fundraising, so for the time being There is no way to find out who will receive the money.”
"But... what does this prove?" Fu Bao didn't understand. Even if Xia Qing participated in a prank and paid for it, what could this mean? "Actually... I also participated in that fundraising and paid the money." Lu Jinyuan suddenly turned around and said solemnly.
ah? Fu Bao was stunned for a moment, and then he suddenly thought of something, and stared at Fujiko with Lu Jinyuan.
"I...five thousand yuan." Fujiko said a little embarrassed. She thought it was to raise funds for a prank.
"I knew it!" Lu Jinyuan patted the table and continued: "I knew it. In fact, the key is not that we are all students of Huaxia University, but that we all participated in this fund-raising. Xia Qing, I and I Fujiko also participated! This is the key! It’s just that this fundraising event is only spread among Huaxia University students.”
"Wait..." Fu Bao's mind was a little confused. He waved his hand to stop Lu Jinyuan. "You mean... raising funds is not a joke, but really killing Li Xianjie. No, that's not right. The key is to receive the corpse. Those who make money are all donors. Is this a gift from the murderer? No, it should be..."
"It's thanks, the murderer's thanks to the donors." Fujiko continued, and after saying this, she couldn't help but tremble.
"What are you doing! How can you be grateful for letting someone else be haunted by evil spirits!" Lu Jinyuan couldn't help shouting.
"Perhaps, he didn't know that this would cause evil spirits to appear." Fujiko shook her head. She was considered an expert in this field. Sometimes she couldn't figure out how to create a ghost with deep resentment.
"There is no need to think about what the murderer is doing now, the question is what are we going to do!" Fu Bao looked at Fujiko, "What can we do?"
"I went back to check and determined that this should be a resentful ghost caused by three souls and seven souls leaving the body. The solution is to collect all the broken body parts and save them together. Ale, we need you." Fujiko looked at Fu Bao's eyes were full of expectation.
You need me again...fuck! Here it is again! Fu Bao felt extremely pressured for a moment.
"I noticed that all the packages are delivered from your courier company. I originally wanted to secretly check the packages every day to see if I could find the body parts that were not delivered. This idea may be a bit stupid. Fortunately, A Yuan has found the list now. , I think we should do two things. Ah Le, you should pay attention to the people on the list to see if there are packages in your company. I will contact these people one by one and ask them if they have received the packages." Fujiko told her thoughts The other two people talked for a while.
Fu Bao and Lu Jinyuan looked at each other, and they both had no objections. This method was stupid, but it was also the most practical.
"Then I'll go to work. I asked for leave today." Fu Bao stood up and said, "Ayuan will send the list to my email later. By the way, let's exchange phone numbers." The three of them exchanged each other's phone numbers. .
"I'm going to sort out the list." Lu Jinyuan returned to the computer.
"You also need to find the phone number." Fujiko walked behind Lu Jinyuan and reminded him, "The donor may be a student or a graduate. The range is very large and difficult to find."
"Understood! After knowing the names, it is very easy to find these people's phone numbers through hacking methods." Lu Jinyuan clasped his hands and pressed his phalanges, then started typing on the keyboard, and various web pages began to scroll rapidly on the computer screen. and numbers.
Fu Bao left Lu's house to go to work. When he arrived at the company around noon, his colleagues felt strange when they saw him.
"Didn't you ask for leave?"
"I'm so dedicated that I treat the company as my home, so I'll come and visit even if I'm on leave." Fu Bao was talking nonsense.
"Fuck you." Colleagues teased Fu Bao.
Fu Bao wandered left and right and went to the computer in the office where homework sheets were printed every day.
The company has established a database to log in daily express delivery data. The courier gets his own delivery list here every day. There is a file manager here, but the courier sometimes prints the list himself.
Fu Bao said hello to the file manager, logged into the Internet and downloaded the list sent by Lu Jinyuan. When he was looking for any express delivery belonging to them, he suddenly saw several police officers passing by the office door, seemingly coming from the monitoring center. .
"Why are there police?" Fu Bao asked File Manager, who was reading a novel next to him. All the couriers were out delivering goods, and it was when File Manager had the most leisure time.
"Oh, I heard that I came here to get the photographic data from the self-service mailer. There are thousands of gigabytes. It will be very tiring to find anything in it. Just copying it will take several hours." The archivist was a little funny. explain.
The data captured by self-service mail monitors is similar to the data captured by ATM machines. If there are thousands of gigabytes, there may be hundreds of thousands of faces. If you want to find suspicious people, this kind of workload will kill people.
Fu Bao couldn't help but think of Shen Chang's judgment on the case, and immediately gave this genius a thumbs up in his heart. His guess was so accurate that the police really started investigating this clue.
Fu Bao admired his genius best friend and continued working.
It is also troublesome to check whether these dozens of people have packages one by one. What is even more troublesome is that you may have to do it every day, but this is the only way at present.
"Xu Linyang... no... Li Fujin... no... Guo Caini... Huh? There are two? This girl is an online shopping madman... Ren Hualin..." Fu Bao muttered while recording, but he was too absorbed in it to notice. , a middle-aged policeman glanced at him as he passed by the office door, saw him, and stopped for a moment.
