National Forensic Doctor

Chapter 1369: Chapter 1293: Bloody Game (9)

Jiang Yuan maintained his own pace, reviewing the compiled videos from various sources.

Accompanying him was a team of over a hundred people. These videos, sourced from police surveillance on various routes, gas stations, public restrooms, repair shops, and other places, were complex and chaotic, requiring considerable time just to format. It was as if everything overnight had reverted to the time before the monitoring system was reorganized in Ningtai County.

Ni Cha was anxiously pacing back and forth. In his eyes, the future world line was full of various directions of failure.

What if the officer watching the video missed the suspect? What if the killer changed cars on the road? What if the killer is hiding by the roadside waiting for nightfall? What if the killer goes on a rampage?

Ni Cha found almost every kind of failure unacceptable, while the successful world was so narrow and scarce that he could only keep looking at Jiang Yuan, serving as an antidote for his anxiety.

Liu Jinghui came back after being busy around and couldn’t help but laugh when he saw Ni Cha still drawing solace from Jiang.

He had really seen too many leaders in such a state.

It must be said that for a provincial police officer like Liu Jinghui, while the statewide support was exhausting, he occasionally had to bear some blame and take some heat, but in terms of the police system, he could not bear the true responsibility and the big burden.

The responsibility of the local jurisdiction is always the greatest. Leaders like Ni Cha, when really encountering big and important cases that are difficult or impossible to solve, feel anxiety like waking up to find oneself taking the mathematics exam of the high school entry test.

Liu Jinghui stood next to Ni Cha for a while, watching him stare at Jiang Yuan as if staring at the exam paper in the front row, and then deliberately said with a relaxed tone, "The other side wants to live, and that’s our opportunity."

"Huh?" Ni Cha looked at Liu Jinghui.

The translator hurriedly explained.

Liu Jinghui said, "If they were really insane with the purpose of killing, there are all sorts of ways to make a big deal out of it. Ultimately, the two of them still want to survive. As long as a person wants to live, they are subject to many limitations. For example, they need to quickly move to a place of refuge, so there’s no time for anything else. For example, they need to cover their tracks, so they can’t make it obvious on the road; otherwise, someone would call the police immediately, and that’s it..."

Ni Cha felt a slight reduction in anxiety upon hearing this.

The principle wasn’t hard to understand, but given the current pressure, only someone like Liu Jinghui would dare to make such an easy conclusion. Ni Cha’s subordinates stayed silent and nervous.

"They have already gone too far." Ni Cha added proactively, seeking comfort.

Liu Jinghui smoothly responded, "They are recklessly sure they won’t die, not recklessly seeking death."

"That’s right." Ni Cha breathed deeply and exhaled slowly, feeling that many future world lines in front of him abruptly diminished.

Clack clack clack.

The sound of typing on keyboards and clicking mice seemed to grow louder in the room.

Soon after, without hearing anyone give orders, several people quickly stood up and moved into action.

Ni Cha looked over again and saw Jiang Yuan already operating the computer personally, with several technicians beside him cooperating.

"Any news?" Ni Cha hurried forward.

"We found an image, a video from an automated vending machine by the roadside. The suspect is fully covered..." a local technician said excitedly. "In this hot weather, who buys stuff in a hoodie, with a mask and sunglasses... We were worried it might be other fugitives, but God Jiang judged by the figure that there’s a certain probability it’s Steva."

Ni Cha shuddered all over, sweating on the back of his neck instantly, and asked, "How likely? Did you see any vehicles?"

"We’re looking. The vending machine’s view doesn’t show a car. God Jiang is looking for nearby surveillance video." The local technician was equally tense and added, "God Jiang is still doing image enhancement. If we can confirm, we’ll search for the vehicle’s direction."

As he spoke, Jiang Yuan had already given orders in Indonesian to the high-ranking officers on standby nearby.

Ni Cha had long delegated command authority, and besides the officers blocking off main roads, there was a large number of vehicles and officers patrolling. The costs of deploying personnel and overtime pay were no longer within Ni Cha’s consideration.

It can be said Ni Cha’s needs had merged smoothly with Xu Taining’s plan. Given the current state, Ni Cha did not feel the pain of the budget burning; he had no time for it.

The on-site officers responded loudly, and the sound reached Ni Cha’s ears, slightly easing his expression.

Jiang Yuan finally had a moment for Ni Cha, first turning around to correct him, "By analyzing the video from the vending machine, through footprint identification, we’ve basically confirmed it’s Steva."

"Yes yes, God Jiang’s footprint identification, that’s absolutely reliable." Ni Cha smacked his forehead with a sudden realization.

"I’m now letting them continue to check the relevant monitors to determine the suspect’s vehicle information." Jiang Yuan continued explaining his earlier orders.

Ni Cha instantly understood and nodded. It would be best if the suspect hadn’t switched vehicles; otherwise, there would be no trace.

Everyone continued to strive for an angle that could view the vehicle.

Ten minutes passed in a flash.

Jiang Yuan finally found the stolen car in surveillance 5 kilometers ahead. The video image could barely show the two suspects, and after another round of image enhancement—after Jiang Yuan’s 5 minutes, the faces of Kadar Stava and Ismail reappeared before everyone’s eyes.

"We can bring back personnel from the other lines." Jiang Yuan exhaled lightly.

To speak frankly, fifteen minutes ago, even though they had found traces of Steva, only now could they confirm 100% that the two people were on this route.

Only with sufficient evidence could they withdraw the teams deployed in other directions; otherwise, the risk was too great.

Ni Cha, along with several high-ranking officers, rushed forward, giving orders, and checking evidence.

"They’re heading towards the coastal city." A few people roughly glanced, and someone concluded without needing to check the map.

Liu Jinghui nodded beside them.

Ni Cha said, "We have a blockade line before the coastal city. Let the blockade line report the situation... By the way, what was the time here, at the vending machine?"

"We are about 2 hours behind, but looking at the surveillance video found later, they weren’t driving fast and stopped for breaks. The driver is Ismail, the tall one; he shouldn’t have learned to drive and doesn’t have a license." A local officer reported energetically without needing Jiang Yuan.

Ni Cha still looked to Jiang Yuan.

"That’s correct." Jiang Yuan nodded and added, "We’re following this road up, they can’t escape."

"Send more personnel over." Ni Cha recalled people from other routes, now having an abundance of resources.

...

Woooo...

The sound of a helicopter came from afar, then rushed away.

Buzzing...

Another helicopter flew past.

Kadar was getting a headache from the helicopter noise and slammed the table, asking, "Do planes usually fly over here?"

"Rarely." The twelve or thirteen-year-old girl, helping with cooking at the stove, was filled with fear and anxiety.

"Occasionally." The woman who had been hit in the skull with a crowbar subconsciously muddled the waters; her head hurt badly, but she was still alive, and she didn’t want to die.

"Something’s wrong with this situation." Kadar rubbed his head, frustrated and scratching.

"What’s wrong?" Ismail didn’t take it seriously, just focused on guzzling fried eggs.

They hadn’t lacked food recently, but it wasn’t easy to eat well.

Kadar, however, couldn’t bother with that right now. Wielding a crowbar and one hand on a gun, he anxiously paced the room.

Buzzing... again, the sound of a helicopter flying over.

"Something’s not right; how could there be so many helicopters? This isn’t some major transportation route nor a place needing helicopters, and we didn’t see helicopters earlier along the way, did we..." Kadar said while moving towards the window.

Bang!

A bullet spiraled into Kadar’s brow.

All calculations, all choices, all fortune, all perplexing yet enticing pursuits, all departed from him.

Bang bang!

The front and back doors of the room were smashed open by door rams.

Simultaneously, the sound of helicopter ropes descending came from the roof.

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"Police!"

The entering officers shouted hoarsely.

Ismail, still alive, raised his hands, confused and helpless, as Karda’s words echoed in his mind: "It’s just a game, what are you afraid of?"

Ismail turned his head to find Kadar, only to see pieces of a shattered skull falling to the ground.

"Is it over?"

Another group entered.

The leading reporter was trembling with excitement, incessantly shouting, "Record it, record it, did you record it?"