(Cat flutter Chinese) "Lost ...... Lose...... Missing?" Zhang Ping'an's eyes were full of disbelief.

A big living person, the sky is bright and bright, although it is early in the morning, but the sky is also bright, of course, these are not important, the important thing is that you tell me that Chu Xiangjun's car disappeared from the intersection that is monitored everywhere?

Can it be a little more mysterious!

Zhang Ping'an sat in the monitoring room of the Metropolitan Police Department, staring at the picture for a while.

But, no matter how it was played, the Mercedes was driving through an intersection, from one end to the other—gone.

The police officer in charge of the monitoring room was also frightened!

The little policeman is about twenty-four or five, and at first glance he looks like a rookie in the workplace who has just graduated from college.

He carefully followed Zhang Ping'an to watch the monitoring several times, and then turned his head in disbelief and looked at Zhang Ping'an, and then cautiously guessed: "They won't meet zombies, right?"

Zhang Ping'an turned his head, stared at him with big eyes, and said half-loudly: "Lin Zhengying's zombie movies have been watched too much, right?"

Little Policeman: "......"

"Do zombies come out during the day?"

Little cop again: "......"

"Do zombies eat cars?"

The little cop again: "......"

"But there are often traffic accidents at this intersection, and a person was killed at this location yesterday, and the car disappeared here, don't you say evil?"

Zhang Ping'an stared at him for a while, looking at the little policeman himself when he felt that his heart was hairy.

Zhang Ping'an said earnestly: "What about strange and chaotic things, you can't say it in the police station, especially from the mouth of a policeman, understand?"

Little Policeman: "...... then you can explain to me what the hell is going on with this monitoring, and I didn't use editing software to edit."

In the face of the little policeman, I didn't listen to the teaching, I was right, Zhang Ping'an turned into a roundworm in his stomach, stretched out his hand, and patted the young man's shoulder in a friendly way.

"Young man, you're still too tender. ”

Little Policeman: "...... Huh?"

Zhang Ping'an's eyes were calm and calm, and his eyes were calm and waveless, but the deterrent power contained in them made the little policeman calm down.

"Please teach seniors!" the little policeman dogged and moved Zhang Ping'an's coffee cup on the table to his hand.

Zhang Ping'an picked up the cup, took a sip, put down the cup slowly, and stared at the little policeman for a while.

The little policeman's heart is hairy: "......" I really don't know video editing software, this weird image is definitely not edited by me, not only that, this video only came out today, and no one has touched it before that.

Zhang Ping'an: "There are traffickers in your bureau, this surveillance video must have been manipulated by them." The tone is sure and affirmative.

Bang dang!

The little policeman almost fell to the ground without a fight.

This surveillance video was only called up today, the file name has not changed, and the duration can be completely matched, you told me that it was manipulated?

How high should the position of the trafficker's ghost in the police station be, so that he can take the surveillance video out and edit it at will and then stuff it back, the only person who has this right is the director, don't tell me that the director is the ghost of the trafficker.

"Can transfer the surveillance video and edit it back unknow......ingly," Zhang Ping'an touched his chin thoughtfully: "It seems that that person's position in your bureau should not be low." ”

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