civil forensic

Chapter 887 The Flying Red Scarf
In Huang Qiangmin's view, the set of photos sent by the Changyang Traffic Police Corps was like a rough and dark man riding a charcoal-black motorcycle, running wildly on the light gray road in the dark night, with a cloudless background.

If the trace investigators from the headquarters had not repeatedly requested to him and guaranteed that the photos were exactly the type that Jiang Yuan was good at, Huang Qiangmin would not have taken the case back.

There is no need to learn how to be picky. Crocodiles that have seen wildebeest migration know which type of wildebeest is the most delicious.

There was no expression on Jiang Yuan's face. He just moved the mouse, tapped on the keyboard, and waited for the computer to work as usual.

The computers bought by Ningtai County this year were models developed the year before and produced last year. When faced with the real test of their performance, they screamed with a loud roar, and the entire chassis was shaking and whistling, just like some cadres who are quiet during the 360 ​​days of rest every year, but when they are required to actually do some work, regardless of whether they have done the work or not, they scream louder than killing chickens.

Jiang Yuan slapped the computer case casually and felt the sound became smaller. He continued to operate the mouse for a while before calling someone to come and fine-tune the parameters.

Anyway, after Jiang Yuan's tinkering, the photo was successfully transformed into...

A black man riding a gray bike, the black man's gray hair flying, the gray bike spewing black ash, the night is dark, gray and black, like charcoal...

"Almost done." Jiang Yuan struggled for half an hour and produced two dark photos.

"Is that it?" Huang Qiangmin was sitting nearby, just showing his curiosity.

"This is the only way. This is the limitation of the camera. It's like photoshopping a panda." Jiang Yuan said as he enlarged the picture and looked at it slowly from top to bottom.

The picture itself is not big, and it looks distorted when enlarged, but when looking at pictures, the main focus is on the features. Jiang Yuan quickly recorded two small points and then moved the picture to the handlebars of the motorcycle.

"This piece has one more piece than the handlebar of a motorcycle." Jiang Yuan pointed to the area where black and gray intersected.

A few people nearby stretched their heads to look, but still couldn't make out anything.

Jiang Yuan waved his hand, took out a few other photos, and placed them on other screens for comparison.

By comparison, it is easy to see that the position of the motorcycle's right handlebar has a big change in black and gray.

"Why is this happening? Was it the roadside railing or something that was captured in the photo?" Huang Qiangmin asked casually.

"It's not a change in the scenery on the roadside, because it's always continuous here." Jiang Yuan pointed to the blurred handlebar position and said, "It should be a soft object. If I were to guess, this might be something tied to the handlebar of the motorcycle."

"That makes sense." Huang Qiangmin nodded repeatedly after listening.

Wang Zhong, who was helping with the work nearby and was also a trace inspector, showed recognition and approval as if he had understood what he had said, with an extremely serious expression.

"That's about right. Let's call the guy at the Traffic Police Headquarters?" Jiang Yuan just then remembered that he didn't even know the other person's last name.

"I'll call Mr. Wang." Huang Qiangmin said as he dialed the number. "The person in charge is the Trace Inspection Division under the headquarters. He also talked to me. However, I came to you mainly because it was Mr. Wang who called me personally."

As they were talking, the call was connected.

Wang Bin, the chief of the Traffic Police Corps, smiled and said in a friendly voice, "Old Huang, do you remember your brother?"

The chief captain is at the same level as the director of the municipal bureau, but has less power. As one of the promotion routes, the director of the county bureau or the deputy director of the municipal bureau will be promoted to the position of chief captain. In other words, Wang Bin is at least two levels higher than Huang Qiangmin. If there are no special circumstances, Huang Qiangmin, a county bureau political commissar with the same conditions, can work hard for another 10 years, and then be reborn and work hard again, and he will be able to become the chief captain.

However, Huang Qiangmin was in high spirits now that he had Jiang Yuan. He exchanged a few pleasantries with Wang Bin and said, "Jiang Yuan has already seen the photos you asked him to see. Now he has a conclusion. Would you like to call your technicians to listen to it?"

"Okay, okay. I'm going to the command center now. Let's start the video call." Wang Bin ended the call and picked up another phone on the desk. He said, "Ask Lu Ti to bring someone over to listen to Captain Jiang's explanation of the case."

Huang Qiangmin slowly put down his phone, smiled at Jiang Yuan, and said, "They also have a command center."

"They are the headquarters." Jiang Yuan thought it was normal. There was only one headquarters for a police force in a province, so at least the level was very high.

Huang Qiangmin just curled his lips and said: "The command center of the Traffic Police Corps was built earlier, the equipment and systems are a bit older, and their systems are also slightly different. The command center of the Anti-Drug Corps is actually newer and better..."

After a while, the command center of the Traffic Police Corps was connected to the small conference room of the Criminal Police Brigade of the Ningtai County Bureau.

In the projections on the left and right sides, you can see several busy police officers on the left, the spacious and bright hall, and the command center of the Traffic Police Corps composed of complex and diverse equipment and instruments. On the right is a temporary trench-style meeting room composed of multiple laptops and a few desktops.

"Let me introduce the case?" Captain Wang Bin greeted, still in a very gentle voice.

"Let me be frank. Since the information we have obtained is limited, whether it can be used in the case depends on other conditions." Jiang Yuan smiled and did not let the other party recount the case in the normal order.

Because he actually just processed a picture, and he had no other means to determine whether the picture could be used. Of course, he had to do another on-site investigation, reorganize his thoughts, investigate the surrounding environment and even the identity of the victim, etc. That was... another wildebeest.

"You say, we'll take notes." Wang Bin looked very serious.

Jiang Yuan had to muster up some emotional intelligence and say a few polite words before taking out the photo and saying to the trace investigators who were looking expectantly at the screen, "Through image enhancement, I determined that there was a soft object tied to the suspect's motorcycle. It was light and would flutter in the wind. It was most likely a streamer or something like that."

"Ribbon?" On the other side of the screen, Lu Ti, who was standing in the middle of the hall of the combat command center, was completely confused. He held a pen in his hand, but didn't know what to write.

On this side of the screen, Wang Zhong, who was standing in the crude temporary meeting room, smiled dignifiedly. He completely understood Jiang Yuan's analysis. From this perspective... ahem...

"Because the continuous gray changes here are actually part of the motorcycle handlebar. The ribbon is my guess. Even if it is not, it should be a similar object..." Jiang Yuan gave another simple explanation.

Lu Ti suddenly realized that his many years of experience in the traffic police team quickly came into play. He patted his head and said, "Let's look at the surveillance cameras before and after. Hmm... the early surveillance camera shows that the motorcycle with a ribbon tied to the handlebars is very likely the vehicle that caused the accident! Yes, the crime happened in the evening. As long as we look at it an hour earlier, or even thirty or forty minutes earlier, the surveillance conditions will be much better."

"Change the camera, and everything will be much better." Jiang Yuan curled his lips. The broken camera and the bad weather would lead to such an image. Now, as long as any one of these two points is overcome, it will be much easier to find the target.

Unless the motorcycle turned from a place where there is no surveillance, you can always find it by following the pole.

Of course, a lot of manpower is definitely invested in this, and vehicles that generally engage in hit-and-run accidents are unlikely to receive such resources.

Seeing that his subordinates Lu Ti and others had already gone to work, the captain Wang Bin took over and said, "This is the result of ten years of hard work for one minute on stage. Thank you very much..."

"It may not necessarily solve the case." Jiang Yuan said modestly with emotional intelligence.

"Whether the case can be solved or not..." Wang Bin spoke slowly, but his words sounded nice.

Huang Qiangmin took over the conversation.

Jiang Yuan turned around and went to work.

ten minutes later.

Lu Ti and others returned with the information and reported: "We have confirmed the motorcycle. It is a 150cc Wuyang. There is a red cloth for blessing hanging on the right handlebar, similar to a red scarf. We are sending people to find the person and the motorcycle."

(End of this chapter)