Black-bellied Bamboo Horse: Xiaoqingmei, I can't eat enough!

Chapter 106 Technology Flow Workshop

Half an hour later, Sun Wei's jeep stopped at the gate of the police station, and he finally realized that he was wrong.

It wasn't Luo Jia who came, but Jiang Qingyu.

Sun Wei had obviously greeted them. As soon as the police at the door saw them, they immediately took them to an empty reception room, put a laptop in front of them, and played the recording.

"...50, the license plate number is..."

When Gu Nian listened to the voice in this recording, she thought it was her own voice. If she didn't know in her heart that these words were not spoken by herself, she might have doubted herself.

Jiang Qingyu's brows were also tightly frowned. After listening to it, the reception room fell into a brief silence.

The policeman who received them sighed, looked at Gu Nian and said, "Our technicians have done several comparisons. The sound wave of this voice is as high as 90.00% [-]% similar to Miss Gu's. It can basically be concluded that it is a people."

Sun Wei was silent and did not speak.

Jiang Qingyu opened his mouth, "There is a problem with this recording."

Gu Nian turned to look at him: "What's wrong?"

Jiang Qingyu shook his head and sneered: "The similarity is too high, that's the problem."

"..." Um... what do you mean?
The policeman also frowned slightly, and looked at Jiang Qingyu puzzled: "You mean..."

Jiang Qingyu looked at him and said, "Let the technician in charge of analyzing this recording come over, I have a few questions I want to ask him."

The policeman obviously got the director's order, without even half a moment's hesitation, he immediately went to the side to call for someone.

After a while, a technician who looked similar to Jiang Qingyu's now came in with a computer in his arms. The two men with hair like a chicken coop looked at each other with a hint of sympathy flashing in their eyes.

Gu Nian rolled her eyes helplessly, could it be that the techies don't care about their own appearance?

"Hello, I'm Jiang Qingyu." Facing his dedicated colleague, Jiang Qingyu expressed his appreciation for him, stood up and extended his hand to him.

The technician stared wide-eyed, looked at Jiang Qingyu in disbelief, and stammered after a long while, "I, my name is He Jing, Mr. Jiang, you, you are my idol."

Jiang Qingyu nodded to him, wanting him to sit next to him, but found that the only seat next to him was taken by Gu Nian.

"Go away." Jiang Qingyu mercilessly expressed his dislike for Gu Nian.

"……"I will endure!
Gu Nian stood up and walked to stand behind them, wanting to see what Jiang Qingyu found.

Jiang Qingyu didn't care where Gu Nian was at all, and looked at the computer screen: "The sound waves in this recording are too similar to Nian Nian's voice, didn't you notice the weirdness in it?"

He Jing frowned: "Is there a problem with high similarity?"

Jiang Qingyu nodded and asked him, "Where did you get Niannian's voice?"

"Ms. Gu's interview, "Song in the Play" was broadcast live, so there is no problem with its credibility." He Jing pushed his glasses.

Jiang Qingyu glanced at him: "This is the problem. The recorder will cause the sound to be distorted, and the degree of sound distortion will be affected by the quality of the recording equipment. You should know this?"

He Jing nodded again and again: "I know, it's just that I downloaded Miss Gu's voice from the Internet, and the distortion in it should also be considered."

Jiang Qingyu shook his head, with a smug smile on his lips: "Don't underestimate our equipment..."

He Jing was a little confused by what he said, and looked at Jiang Qingyu suspiciously.

Jiang Qingyu took out his mobile phone casually, and handed it to Gu Nian who was standing behind him: "Record whatever you want."

Gu Nian took it over in a daze, only feeling that the communication between the two technical streamers was a bit confusing.

Gu Nian cleared his throat, recorded a sound normally, and handed the phone back to Jiang Qingyu. He couldn't help but ask him, "What do you mean? Why can't I understand?"

Jiang Qingyu didn't answer her, but just compared her recording this time with that piece of "evidence".

The final comparison result: 80.00% similarity VII.

Jiang Qingyu raised his mobile phone and asked He Jing, "What brand is that driver's mobile phone?"

It's obvious when you say this, Jiang Qingyu's mobile phone is the best on the market, but the driver's...

He Jing's face became more serious, and he did not answer Jiang Qingyu's question directly, but asked instead: "So Mr. Jiang means that the recording that should have been more distorted is unexpectedly very similar to Ms. Gu's voice in the interview. High, right?"

Jiang Qingyu smiled calmly: "Yes."

After a pause, Jiang Qingyu added: "Or it can be said that this recording was made by comparing Nian Nian's voice."

He Jing's eyes widened, he was stunned for a moment, and then he suddenly moved the computer in front of him, tapping the keyboard with his fingers quickly, sending out instructions one after another.

Jiang Qingyu yawned as if he was about to retire, and said to Gu Nian as if he didn't care, "I said, this person is impatient enough, it's you who are so anxious to sit down and record, if it wasn't for me , I'm afraid no one knows that there is something tricky here."

"That's right, brother Qingyu, you are the best." Gu Nian just thought he was smothering, and flattered him very cooperatively.

Jiang Qingyu snorted softly, and curled his lips: "Brother, to tell you the truth, you must first understand the equipment used for interviews in the entertainment industry, and you must have skills. Do you think there are many such people?"

When Gu Nian heard it, it seemed that this was true, and she cupped her fists at Jiang Qingyu to express her gratitude.

Jiang Qingyu leaned on the back of the chair, watched He Jing's movements for a while, then turned to Gu Nian: "It should be found out in about half an hour."

"Then I'll call Brother Han and hold a press conference." Gu Nian said, taking out his phone.

Jiang Qingyu pouted at her: "So confident?"

"Of course." Gu Nian took it for granted, "I didn't do it in the first place, so what's so scary about me?"

With that said, Gu Nian had already walked to the corner of the room and dialed Luo Han's phone number.

Half an hour later, He Jing sighed a long time, stood up and looked at Gu Nian, arranged some of his clothes, and bowed at ninety degrees to her: "Miss Gu, I'm sorry!"

Gu Nian was taken aback by his action, and quickly jumped to the side, "Don't, what are you doing?"

He Jing straightened up, looked at Gu Nian and said sincerely: "I'm sorry, Miss Gu, this is my negligence of duty, I'm sorry for misunderstanding you."

Gu Nian stared blankly at him for three seconds, and then came back to his senses: "That is to say, it has been found out that it's not me, right?"

He Jing nodded, pointed at the computer screen and said, "I've checked it out. This recording was made based on your voice, Ms. Gu, and it's not a recording. It was hacked through the mobile phone information system. The place where the audio was sent to the driver's mobile phone was not in the imperial capital, and Miss Gu, you did not go out that night. I checked your mobile phone and did not send any similar instructions, so... you are no longer suspected gone."

Gu Nian was confused when he heard it, and he nodded for a while, "It's fine as long as there is no suspicion."

In fact... She also understood this sentence.

Sun Wei breathed a sigh of relief, stood up and patted He Jing on the shoulder: "Well done."

"Thanks, thank you chief for your compliment!" He Jing blushed again, and he couldn't help laughing at the look of apprehension when facing his idol.

"By the way, I still need your help with something..."

(End of this chapter)