Detective: I can see the criminal record

When Cen Lian and his team arrived at the residential quarters again, Grandpa Quan was playing chess with the victim, Grandpa Yuan, on a stone table next to the fitness area of ​​the quarters.

On the side, several old men were watching.

Cen Lian waited until the other uncles finished a game of chess before going over to say hello. Uncle Yuan was obviously not very interested in this case. He waved his hand and told them to go upstairs directly to find the nanny.

"This old man doesn't seem to care much about being cheated out of tens of thousands of dollars," Qu Zihan was quite puzzled as he went upstairs, "Isn't it said that old people are most worried about money?"

"With his administrative level, he can earn more than 10,000 yuan a month after retirement. This amount of money may not be as important as playing chess?" Tang Hua tried to guess.

Cen Lian shook his head. "People of that era wouldn't take money lightly. He knew that money from overseas frauds like this would basically be impossible to recover, so he was too lazy to bother with us."

Overseas fraud has been rampant in recent years. The old man watches TV and reads newspapers every day, so he is certainly familiar with this kind of fraud. Therefore, he didn’t think there was any chance to get the money back. Instead, every time he saw them, he would think about losing the money and get angrier and angrier.

"They are still capable. If my parents had been defrauded of so much money, they would probably still be wondering whether they could get the money back until the case was finally solved." Tang Hua deeply felt the gap between people.

"Look at the bright side. We are rising fast by following the boss now. When you retire, you will be as powerful as Master Yuan." Qu Zihan patted Tang Hua on the shoulder. "As the saying goes, when one person succeeds, everyone else will benefit. In order to continue to deify our team, it would be best if we solve this case today to make us look particularly powerful."

Tang Hua thought it made sense, so he knocked on Grandpa Yuan's door, skillfully arranged for community workers to act as witnesses, then squatted in front of the trace that Cen Lian had mentioned before, and tried to take pictures of the initial account password on the back of the router from various angles.

Cen Lian asked Aunt Qian, "Aunt, did you feel that the internet at home was very slow during the days when you lost the money? Did you feel that the video on TikTok was stuck?"

"The speed of the internet at home has been fluctuating, and I can't really tell," Aunt Qian thought for a while, "I remember that when the money was lost, Grandpa kept saying there was no internet when he was watching the news on his phone, and asked me to help him reconnect to the wifi several times. Xiao Yuan was afraid that Grandpa would touch something by mistake when he went out, so he asked me to turn off Grandpa's data. He always used the wireless network to watch videos and news at home."

"Have you reconnected your phone?" Qu Zihan asked.

Aunt Qian nodded.

Qu Zihan asked for Aunt Qian's cell phone, connected it to the computer and started to operate it.

While she was studying, Tang Hua stood up and motioned Cen Lian to come over and look at the photos.

"Look, it was really possible to take the picture, and I took it while you were talking just now. Didn't you notice when I succeeded?" Tang Hua said excitedly.

Cen Lian was silent for a moment. In fact, he saw the whole process, but he was a policeman and knew what Tang Hua was doing by lying there, so it was not of any reference value.

So he skillfully avoided the topic and asked, "Which parts of the router did you touch just now?"

Tang Hua quickly gestured to him a range.

"Auntie, has this router been cleaned after the incident?" Cen Lian asked.

"I've wiped it on the surface, but not on the edges and corners." Aunt Qian looked a little embarrassed when she said this.

Cen Lian nodded, went downstairs to get the survey box, and extracted all the fingerprints from the dusty area near the router's network cable interface.

If the man and woman had taken the photo in the same way, fingerprints might have been left behind.

That's assuming they weren't wearing gloves.

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