The package has assigned me way too many objects.

Chu Yinan hesitated for a moment about how to explain it—you might not believe it, but in the surveillance footage you ignored, this person's buttocks appeared.

He opened the street surveillance camera.

The temporary studio where my sister was negotiating was located on the first floor facing the street. The small meeting room was decorated like a bookstore or a restaurant. The wall facing the street was made of floor-to-ceiling glass, making it look more and more like a restaurant window. The decoration and layout were quite good, but it also provided an opportunity for people with ulterior motives to take photos.

The case file also contains another photo, which shows Bei Yutang walking into the conference room. The photo was taken in a corridor that employees pass through to go in and out. Given how convenient and inexpensive it is to take photos without holding a camera, even if the surveillance footage from the publishing house's offices is retrieved, it would be difficult to find any clues.

As for street surveillance, it used to be frequently complained about by strange organizations such as boxers for secretly filming women's clothing stores and discriminating against women's body shapes. As a result, surveillance cameras now censor those women's stores.

And coincidentally, there's a women's beauty and massage parlor right across from the publishing house. The surveillance camera angle would be less around that shop, which is quite absurd.

Even without the shielding, the busy traffic, boats, and people on that section of road made it extremely difficult to confirm the identity of the person in question.

Chu Yinan's finger reached towards an inconspicuous shop window at the edge of the screen, where a full-length mirror was displayed, clearly reflecting the back of a woman in a light gray business suit.

In fact, just by comparing the outline of the buttocks provided in this silhouette with the buttocks of the suspect captured by the surveillance cameras in the publishing house's office, Chu Yinan could easily identify who it was, but others didn't have this keen eye for buttocks.

He had no choice but to explain it from another angle:

"In the mirror, this person stopped here for about two minutes. Switching to other cameras, we can see that the light is green now, and they can cross the street directly without waiting for the red light. This is during working hours, so it is unreasonable for this female employee of the publishing house to linger here."

Shibuya was still skeptical, but after seeing the female employee casually cross the street and go back to work at the publishing house two minutes later in the surveillance footage, it seemed that she was indeed quite suspicious.

She took a screenshot of the surveillance video, sent it to the person in charge of the publishing house, briefly explained the situation, and then notified the person in charge to come to the procuratorate to provide information for questioning.

Chapter 017 NC Fans

"Is this woman in the surveillance footage an employee of your company?" Shibuya Yi placed the public tablet in front of Jim, the head of the publishing house. The screen showed the surveillance video and the footage that had been captured.

When Jim was notified to come over, he had already learned the general situation from Shibuya. He was angry about the clues discovered by the prosecutor's office and angry at the company's employees. After calming down, he said in a low voice:

"Yes, Prosecutor Shibuya, I have brought all the documents you asked me to bring. This female employee's name is Kajii Tomo. She works as a marketing planner at the company and is responsible for product operations. I retrieved her attendance records for that day. Kajii arrived at work very early. When she secretly took the photos, she used the excuse of going out to buy a drink to leave temporarily... But the beverage shop near the company is on the same side of the road. There is no need to cross the road and stop for two minutes."

Publishing houses are not just about publishing books. Relying solely on the sentimental enthusiasm of paper book consumers is not enough for a commercial company to survive and make a profit. Nowadays, publishing houses are more like cultural media companies, operating various cultural products based on the works of their contracted authors.

Shibuya took a sip of the drink she had brought and realized she had taken the wrong one—the concentrated lemon juice that Chu Yinan had placed on the table. The female prosecutor's expression contorted from the sourness, but luckily Jim wasn't paying attention to her, or it would have been rude of her.

Why would that little guy like drinking such sour lemon juice?

"Well, Mr. Jim, do you have any clues about her motives? Was it a conflict with the victim, the author, or... was there some other purpose?"

"On the way here, I asked my secretary to secretly investigate the relationships among the marketing department staff. From the staff who didn't get along well with Shiki, I got some guesses. First of all, Shiki's behavior towards Ms. Yuki was probably purely malicious, without much past conflict, because apart from Ms. Yuki's personal editor, no other staff in the company knew Ms. Yuki."

Shibuya frowned.

Pure malice? Indeed, this possibility cannot be ruled out. This situation often occurs in cases where the suspect has a considerable degree of mental illness. No reason is needed; they may just suddenly be in a bad mood, find that others are doing better than them, and then want to inflict malice on the other party. However, this situation is, after all, a minority.

After confirming that the AI ​​had recorded the conversation, the female prosecutor asked, "You just said 'firstly,' do you have any other guesses?"

"Yes, but this guess is even more absurd. I heard it from an employee. There was another novel adaptation that was launched at the same time as the game 'Snow Village in the Mountains'. Zhiju is a huge fan of that work. When he saw that his favorite work was crushed by 'Snow Village in the Mountains', he used the insider information to do something that was detrimental to Miss 'Snow'."

"...Has she ever done anything similar to this extreme behavior?" Shibuya Yi did not respond, but her brief silence revealed the absurdity in her heart.

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However, she had indeed seen similar motives before. Whether it was celebrity fans or fans of a work, a simple search of keywords in the case database would yield many results.

"No, so I think this is absurd. If you can confirm the truth, I hope that after you arrest Kajiki Tomoko, you can tell me why she did something that harmed the interests of the publishing house."

......

After Shibuya reported the situation to her superior, when she left the minister's office, the discussion in the main office was still going on, but since there wasn't much to discuss, it was only intermittent. Several prosecutors had already gone out to collect evidence and conduct investigations and were not left in the office.

I don't know what they're busy with over there, but they're definitely in a flurry of activity. However, no one is actively seeking cooperation or communication with Shibuya.

Chu Yinan, who had been scolded by Qilin, also began to observe the interpersonal relationships in the office. He felt that Shibuya Yi did not get along well with her colleagues. Just now, on the way out of the minister's office, she would only nod to her colleagues when they passed each other face to face.

"Is there anything else to do?" Chu Yinan kept half of what he meant to say to himself: If there's nothing to do, I'll play games.

The female prosecutor smiled, a hint of disbelief in her expression. If the smile Chu Yinan had seen when they met earlier was merely a polite gesture, then this smile seemed to come from the heart.

"Not for now. I was supposed to have things to do, such as evidence collection and investigation, but thanks to your help, I can rest now."

"Would you mind if I played games in the office?" Chu Yinan dropped the pretense.

Although he directly asked, "Can I leave work early and go home to rest?", he had only been at work for a short time and was going home before noon, so his family would definitely suspect that he had been fired.

I absolutely have to try the food in the prosecutor's office canteen!

“I don’t mind, but it might not be proper office etiquette. I can take you to the meeting room; we don’t need it for now.” She glanced at the black coffee she had forgotten on the table.

The coffee was all gone, but the coffee creamer (sugar packet) remained untouched. Did this little guy just drink the bitter black coffee?

It has to be either sour or bitter; this taste preference is quite strange.

It was almost noon, and Chu Yinan didn't want to rush to the meeting room right now, because that would mean he couldn't say he had been diligently interning all morning. Instead, he chose to browse through past bizarre cases in the prosecutor's office's internal system.

Shibuya didn't say anything to him, but sat on the sofa next to him and closed his eyes to rest. He was filled with disbelief about the current situation and even wondered if he was dreaming.

A cute boy I met by chance a few days ago actually helped me solve a case in less than a morning during his internship.

11:15, just before lunchtime.

The head prosecutor of the second department was a middle-aged man who had become overweight and out of shape. He walked into the large office with a happy expression, clapped his hands, and signaled his subordinates to focus their attention on him, their superior.

"Everyone, please be quiet. You can all rest and relax this afternoon and tomorrow, but you still need to come to work and be on standby. The case with the publishing house has been settled. If there are no unexpected complications in the final work, our part of the work will be finished. This is all thanks to Prosecutor Shibuya's sharp thinking and discovery of the key clues, which allowed the case to progress so quickly."

The prosecutors in the office all looked surprised. Shibuya Yi solved it? Wasn't she supposed to stop working on the will case until the morning? Logically speaking, she hadn't had much time to officially start this privacy case, and she had already solved it?

But more than the resolution of the case, these prosecutors were concerned that she had stolen the credit, and they didn't even have a chance to share in the credit for their hard work!

"Wait a minute." Shibuya interrupted her boss's long-winded explanation and lifted Chu Yinan off her office chair. "Actually, the person who discovered the clue was this intern. I just finished working on the will case and didn't have a chance to follow up on this case. He's the one who discovered the clue in the surveillance video."

Chapter 18 I need to become a macho man!

The moment Shibuya finished speaking, both the overweight minister and the prosecutors standing beside him were incredulous, wondering if Shibuya was joking.

However, Shibuya Gyo wasn't exactly known for her lively atmosphere in the office; she rarely joked around.

Finding the office quiet, Chu Yinan wondered if they were waiting for him to speak, or if he should say something. "Because the victim is my sister, and I happened to have no work scheduled for this morning, I was watching the surveillance footage on Prosecutor Shibuya's computer, and that's how I found out."

The prosecutors opposite him had strange expressions, and the male prosecutor who had previously given Chu Yinan a perfunctory reply looked even more unpleasant.

They thought it was already embarrassing that Shibuya solved the case right after taking over, but they ended up losing to a child!

Even if that brat solved the problem, the credit would ultimately go to Shibuya Gyo. Just thinking about this made Shibuya Gyo's gazes more jealous and resentful, as if something that rightfully belonged to them had been taken away.

When the minister saw Shibuya nod, indicating that he was not joking, he had no choice but to accept this surprising fact. However, it did not affect him much. The fact that his subordinates had worked hard to solve the problem would not affect his achievements as their superior. It didn't matter who solved the problem, as long as it was solved by someone from their Second Department.

"Well, that's good too. Shibuya, you'll have to treat this kid to a meal later! It's about time, everyone go home."

Watching the minister leave, Chu Yinan felt a sense of excitement, like waiting for a teacher to leave before get out of class ends. He had already decided to go to the cafeteria later to try the food, so he tugged at Prosecutor Shibuya's sleeve and asked, "Where is the cafeteria? Can interns go there?"

"It's on the fourth floor, but would you like to eat out? I can treat you to a meal." Just like the minister said, Shibuya felt it was necessary to treat him to a meal to express her gratitude.

After the meeting, I somehow managed to get credit for something; it felt like a dream.

"I don't have a restaurant I want to eat at right now, the cafeteria is fine with me. I'd like to try the food at the prosecutor's office!"

"alright."

After Shibuya Yi and Chu Yinan left, the prosecutors in the office slumped back in their chairs, sighing and feeling like they had been played.

"Sigh! I've worked hard for several days, and it's all for nothing."

"I chose the wrong direction and focused too much on the posts on the deep web. If it weren't for the people from the publishing house insisting that the surveillance cameras didn't capture any clues, I would have started checking the surveillance footage long ago. That way, I might have found clues sooner."

"That Shibuya Gyo really got lucky. She didn't do anything on this case, didn't communicate with anyone or offer any suggestions. She just brought a child to her seat at the door when she arrived at work, and then she got all the credit. It's really... I can't learn from her."

"So, what clues were there in the surveillance footage? I just reviewed it again, but I didn't find anything..."

"I also......"

The silent conversation ended with a rumbling stomach; everyone forgot about the incident and got up to eat.

......

The prosecutor's office canteen was decorated in a magnificent style, somewhat like a hotel buffet restaurant, with a wide variety of dishes, about fifteen kinds in total.

Chu Yinan carried the plate along the chosen route once, then turned around and walked it again, but there wasn't a single dish he wanted to eat.

Actually, the dishes all look quite good. Foods that put effort into their appearance usually taste pretty good too. It's just that the dishes here tend to be on the sweeter side, such as sweet and sour fish, white sugar tomatoes, and even the simplest vegetable salad uses a sweet dressing.

Shibuya watched the little boy run back and forth, looking at him from all sides. While others choose their meals based on how much good food they can fit into their limited capacity, he seemed to be looking at which things he could eat.

"What's wrong? Don't you like the food here? Let me take you out to eat."

"No need, it would take too long to go out to eat now. Do they change the menu every day?" Chu Yinan finally chose a sandwich and a cup of iced sugar-free black coffee from the convenience store.

"This kid really likes black coffee. Does he just not like sweets?" Shibuya replied after paying for his coffee.

"Yes, but the style will basically remain the same. The chef for the cafeteria dishes changes every month."

Changing chefs every month is a very high standard for a cafeteria; it wouldn't be like that elsewhere. People might eat three or four dishes a year. But the problem is that Chu Yinan has to intern here and cook sweet meals for a month. That's really going to be a nightmare.

It's not impossible to eat out every day during an internship, but it's a bit of a hassle, and you have to wait for the food to be served.

Before the official internship period arranged by the school began, Chu Yinan started to consider whether to quickly change to another place for a trial period. The police station should be okay, and if all else fails, she would go to Aunt Liu's place for an internship.

It was time to start work in the afternoon.

Taking Chu Yinan, the female prosecutor, out to assist the police station in arresting suspects is indeed not a suitable task for Chu Yinan.

Chu Yinan was left to slack off in the office, enjoying his leisure time. The other prosecutors secretly watched dramas and chatted from time to time, but they didn't communicate much with Chu Yinan.

The main problem is that they can't bring themselves to do it. A child negated the results of their hard work over several days and solved their job with unbelievable ease. Meanwhile, the male prosecutor next door, who had told Chu Yinan that "it's very complicated, you wouldn't understand even if I explained it to you," didn't even come to work that afternoon.

During this carefree time, Chu Yinan started chatting with the AI: "Fuxi, why doesn't the Procuratorate request assistance from you regarding computing resources? It would be easy to just pay some money, right?"

"Because we are not under their control, they are uneasy, which is a logical but inefficient approach."

The procuratorate could develop its own AI while simultaneously requesting computing resources from T0-level intelligent AIs like Fu Xi to assist with its work. Generally, requesting 1% would be enough. Once its own AI "grows up," it can gradually reduce its reliance on Fu Xi.

Chu Yinan couldn't quite understand this wariness. His birth was inextricably linked to AIs, so he was subjectively very close to them. Yan Liu's family also had the same attitude towards AI; otherwise, they wouldn't have adopted Chu Yinan from Fu Xi, and her company even purchased Qilin's assistance services in its daily management.

"That sounds like a complicated matter." Chu Yinan decided to stop thinking about these issues and instead focused on himself. "When can the treatment you mentioned last time be started? I need to be more manly; my body is limiting me too much. I only passed physical education in elementary school!"

"The Turing Tower will move to Fengshui Island tomorrow, and you can come up and check it out then. Remember to hurry up with the matchmaking process; resolve it as quickly as possible!"

Such a serious tone doesn't sound like Fu Xi. Is there something wrong with this match?

Chapter 19: Can you even match someone else's wife?!