Chapter 85: The Secret of Numbers
That being said, this is a big step forward in this case.
Back in the office, colleagues applauded Luo Cheng and congratulated him, and asked Luo Cheng to entertain him, but Luo Cheng had no choice but to respond, and he walked into Zhou Huabei's office with the latest transcript.
As soon as Luo Cheng entered the door, Zhou Huabei took the initiative to say hello.
"Xiao Luo, you have done a good job this time, this case is a big step forward, I believe it will not be long before the case can be solved, although there are still many things to investigate, but it is indeed worth celebrating to have such a big progress, where are you going to eat at night?"
Zhou Huabei was very happy with a smile on his face, and patted Luo Cheng's shoulder with a look of relief.
Luo Cheng couldn't be happy.
"Team Zhou, although we found their motive for committing the crime, no, I don't think this is a motive at all, because they didn't commit the crime at all, they took Qi Hong out for the book, but what they did to Qi Hong was at most an abuse, and the electric shock injury on Qi Hong's body couldn't be sentenced for a few days, and the main suspect Lei Zhibin also ran away, and now we can't convict him of He Wei, which kind of success is this?"
Luo Cheng was a little discouraged, he was not satisfied with such a result, he hoped to find out the real cause of their death in Lei Tieshan.
"I understand that many things are just trivial things such as trivial things, such as bickering, and this case Qi Hong's new book is worth tens of millions, which is enough to cause a bunch of people to fight for each other, don't be discouraged, continue to work hard."
"Okay, what about He Wei?"
"Let it go, we can't keep him locked up without any evidence of his crimes, right? It makes sense to let him go, and we might have an unexpected surprise. Zhou Huabei's eyes revealed a glimmer of imperceptible light, he knew that the murderer might still be looking for He Wei or decided to release He Wei, He Wei is the bait, let him go, maybe the fish will be hooked, but it is entirely possible that the fish ate the bait and the fish ran away.
This is a gamble, and if you lose, the clues will be completely interrupted.
But time waits for no one, what Zhou Huabei lacks now is time, he must race against death, and strive to thoroughly investigate this case before he dies.
In the evening, Luo Cheng invited the entire office to dinner for the first time.
Saying that it is a treat is actually a light meal in a small restaurant, and the successive murders are like mountains weighing down everyone, and everyone is about to lose their breath, and there is no time to have dinner before the case is completely solved, and there is no interest.
I didn't drink alcohol because I had to work, and a large glass of juice was considered a substitute for wine.
Luo Cheng noticed a word on the wall while eating, to be precise, it was a big "forbearance" word, standard Song style, the word was marked with pinyin, and there were strokes on the side.
A golden light flashed in Luo Cheng's mind.
"Team Leader He, do you have a pen?" Luo Cheng hurriedly asked.
He Zhonghua, who was eating with his head down, didn't think about it, so he took out a pen from his pocket and handed it to Luo Cheng, Luo Cheng took the pen and wrote and drew on the menu.
"What are you doing here?" He Zhonghua was confused.
"Do you remember those numbers that Qi Hong wrote? He said that it represents four words, and you think those numbers are the strokes of the words? ”
Luo Cheng was a little excited, he quickly wrote out the string of numbers, and Zhou Huabei was also interested, and hurriedly came over.
"137712, these are the numbers written by Qi Hong, I believe that these numbers should not correspond to particularly complex Chinese characters, then the strokes of these four characters should be 1, 3, 7, 7, 12 ......"
"Aren't you five words?" He Zhonghua asked.
Luo Cheng was also stunned, yes, it's five words.
"Is it 13, 7, 7, 12 or 1,3,77,12, or 1,37,7,12, and 1,37,7,12 shouldn't be, and if these numbers are for the purpose of recording some secrets, is it necessary to make them so complicated? What words have more than seventy strokes? Luo Cheng asked.
"Really, I've seen four traditional Chinese characters composed of 'dragon', with more than 60 paintings, but you're right, if these numbers record some secrets, it shouldn't be so complicated."
Luo Cheng shook his head and said: "No, the two 7s in the middle must be two words, and I feel that the most reasonable combination is 13.7.7.12, and the corresponding Chinese characters should be the simplest and most extensive." ”
"But these strokes don't have too many words, just like the 13 strokes of Chinese characters have 'wrong', platinum, electricity, dodge, Chi and short, let me tell you, the thirteen strokes are so many that you can't imagine, let alone other strokes, how many have you thought about such a combination?" He Zhonghua felt that Luo Cheng was a little whimsical, and he might never guess it in such an arrangement.
"Thirteen paintings and thunder." Xiao Wu on the side said suddenly.
Thunder!
"That's right, it's Ray!" Luo Cheng shouted.
"What do you mean? Why Ray? He Zhonghua still doesn't understand.
Luo Cheng was overjoyed and hurriedly wrote out the word "thunder".
"I understand, I understand everything, look at it, 13 represents Lei, Lei is thirteen paintings, this represents Lei Zhibin, then what is the second word 7, the words of 7 paintings have those, that's right, it is He Wei's 'He', the third is the same reason, it is still 7 paintings, representing Wucheng's 'Wu, 'the last 12 painted words are undoubtedly Hei Xiaohu' Black', this string of numbers is actually the stroke of the surname of Lei Zhibin, 137712, Qi Hong cleverly replaced the four friends with a string of numbers, I don't know what he did it for. ”
He Zhonghua hurriedly took the pen and counted it, and smiled.
"Hey, I didn't expect it to be true, our first reaction when we saw the numbers was that these numbers must represent some secrets, I didn't expect it to be this, your kid's brain can, I feel that your analysis is the most reasonable, it seems that we have to check it again."
At this time, He Zhonghua's mobile phone rang, and the call was from the police station of the development zone.
He Zhonghua walked to the side to pick it up, then walked back quickly, and said with a smile: "Xiao Luo, you come with me, and the others should hurry up and finish eating." ”
Luo Cheng wiped his mouth and went to check out, but the boss said that He Zhonghua had already settled the bill.
"Team Leader He, this is your mistake, say I'll have a treat." Luo Cheng pulled the car door and sat in the co-pilot.
"You've only been working for a few years, how much money do you have, I'll invite you this time, go, I'll talk to you as you go."
The two men quickly got into the car and left the small restaurant.
An hour ago, when the development zone was sweeping pornography, a woman named Zhang Li was arrested, and in order to strive for leniency, she took the initiative to report a tomb robber, but she didn't expect this person to be a lynx who had been dead for several days.