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"Xiao Zhao, go check the community monitoring room. Remember, focus on the time period before the fire last night."

Liang Yongchao looked around, noticed the surveillance video not far away, and said as if nothing happened.

Zhao He pursed his lips and nodded, obviously understanding the meaning of the words.

Liang Yongchao opened the blockade and ducked in with his head lowered.

There was an unpleasant burning smell in the room. Although the fire was put out in time, the entire house was burned to a mess. The walls were cracked, and there were not many furniture and electrical items left. The floor was covered with residue from the fire fighting.

water.

To be honest, this fire has burned almost all the clues that should have been there.

However, Liang Yongchao also understood what Lao Li said, the traces of arson were very obvious. In the whole room, the source of the fire was the sofa in the living room. There were no electrical circuits, and there were not too many flammable materials around it, but it was hard.

It burned alive.

Liang Yongchao took a deep breath, and there was no smell of ignition fuel such as gasoline in the air. Obviously, even if it was really an arson, it was probably not a deliberate plan by the criminal suspect, but more likely a temporary act.

The computer desk not far away collapsed to the ground, which attracted Liang Yongchao's attention. The computer screen was smashed into two pieces, and other information books and the like were also in a mess. However, it seemed that there were too few ignition materials and the fire spread.

It's already a little small there, and the degree of scorch around it is relatively small.

Liang Yongchao took out a pair of rubber gloves from his pocket and put them on, carefully checking...

...

"It's gone? What does it mean that the surveillance video is gone?"

Zhao He's tone was a little harsh, and it was obvious that he was a little confused now.

"Officer, I don't know what's going on! This surveillance video just disappeared? What can I do!"

The doorman was also at a loss. Not long after he started working, a fire broke out while he was on duty.

If it was an accident, the most he would receive was a slap in the face. Although he acted like the doorman and security guard were all-powerful, he was used to it.

But just now, what he heard from the young police officer in front of him seemed to be that he suspected that an arsonist had sneaked in. If he was held accountable, he would not be left behind.

And now that the surveillance video was mysteriously lost during the police investigation, he felt that his job was over.

"Are you sure there is nothing missing?"

"If you don't believe it, see for yourself!"

The young guard directly opened the video folder and showed Zhao He the time list. Zhao He pulled it and found that today's surveillance video was indeed missing.

Damn it.

Before Zhao He came, he felt a subtle sense of uneasiness. On the one hand, he was worried that something would happen to his senior Wu Yuhe, who had always taken care of him. On the other hand, he couldn't help but think that if something really happened, he would not be able to survive.

What responsibilities will be involved?

But now the surveillance video has obviously been artificially deleted, which makes him feel a sense of gloom.

Could it really be...

Thinking of this, he gritted his teeth and hurried back to the place where the fire broke out.

"Brother Liang! Surveillance..." He suddenly stopped and saw Liang Yongchao holding his mobile phone and filming a corner.

"The surveillance is gone."

"Tsk, it seems that you have counter-investigation awareness."

Liang Yongchao murmured with unclear intentions.

"Brother Liang, did you find anything? This!"

Zhao He finally saw what Liang Yongchao had just photographed, which was a blood stain.

It was probably concealed by the collapsed desk and was not noticed by the arsonist. The collapsed desk protected this clue from the fire.

Zhao He's expression changed and he suddenly raised his head to look at Liang Yongchao. Liang Yongchao gave him a calm look in return.

"The blood stains are dripping, which means the amount of bleeding is not large. No matter who is injured, it means there is no danger to life."

When Xiao Yuan Cun Zhao He heard this, his face looked a little better.

Liang Yongchao hid the last part of the sentence and did not say it. His eyes turned to the living room, the hardest hit area of ​​the fire. Even if there were blood stains or other clues there, it was probably almost destroyed. Only colleagues who specialized in trace inspection could extract the clues.

and traces, but don’t expect too much.

The next thing was much simpler. After telling Zhao He to collect the blood stains, he walked to the balcony, took off his gloves, hesitated, and took out his mobile phone to dial Wu Yuhe's number.

As expected, it shut down.

"Old Wu, Old Wu, what on earth are you trying to do to me..."

Liang Yongchao put down his cell phone helplessly, touched his head a little irritably, and looked outside unconsciously.

This is the fourth floor, which is not too high. Looking down from the balcony, the scene downstairs is clear at a glance.

At this time, someone was arguing downstairs. A man in security uniform and another well-dressed woman were arguing about something while pointing at a car.

"Ms. Liu! How many times have I told you that vehicles must not park here, why don't you listen?"

"But there is no parking space in my parking lot! I can't drive my own car into my community? Are you responsible for it if it is stolen outside?"

Obviously this Miss Liu is not an easy talker either.

Liang Yongchao glanced at it and didn't care, he was annoyed.

Um?

He suddenly seemed to have thought of something and hurriedly turned his attention downstairs again.

"Xiao Zhao!"

Liang Yongchao suddenly shouted, "Is it done?"

Zhao He on the side had already removed part of the coagulated blood with a cotton swab and carefully placed it in a transparent sealed bag.

"It's done! Brother Liang!"

"Let's go! Follow me!"

Liang Yongchao's eyes sparkled, he patted Zhao He on the shoulder, and went downstairs in a hurry.

Xiao Yuancun Zhao He was a little confused and followed closely.

...

"Hey! Officer! Hello!"

Liang Yongchao and Zhao He were both wearing plain clothes, but the guard happened to be the one who had just transferred surveillance with Zhao He. When they saw Zhao He following a person, the two men walked towards them in a menacing manner.

Somewhat unclear.

"Hello, I am Liang Yongchao from the Criminal Police Team."

Liang Yongchao took out his ID and showed it.

"Excuse me, young lady, is that car yours?"

Liang Yongchao pointed to a vehicle parked on the side of the road next to the community.

"Police officer? This..."

The woman who was arguing with the guard also turned her head, her face a little surprised, and looked at the guard who was also surprised.

Why don't I just stop the car? Do I need to call the criminal police?

"This is my car! Is there any problem?"

Miss Liu raised her tone, but glanced at Liang Yongchao's uncollected certificate, her tone softened again, and she asked with some concern.

"Is parking... illegal?"

Liang Yongchao pursed his lips, and the little round-inch Zhao He next to him was also happy.

"Parking is not illegal. As for whether parking is allowed in the community, it falls within the scope of negotiation between the owner and the property owner. I mainly have other matters that I would like to ask Ms. Liu for your assistance in investigating."

"What happened?"

Ms. Liu is obviously still a little uncomfortable, but when a police officer from the criminal police team pulls out evidence at you and asks you to assist in the investigation, any ordinary person would be a little confused.

"Ms. Liu, when did your vehicle stop here?"

"Yesterday... I have been parked here since I got off work yesterday."

"Didn't it move in the middle?"

"No."

Liang Yongchao glanced at the path from Zhuang Xie's residence to the entrance of the community, and looked at Zhao He beside him.

"Then can you show us your driving recorder?"

Liang Yongchao stretched out his finger and pointed at the driving recorder on the front of the car that was flashing a working signal.