Chapter 68
"Facial recognition... Come on, let me see who you are..." The young man muttered to himself without stopping his hands. He placed Qi Huimei's photo on the right side of the computer screen, and soon the split screen on the left began to scroll rapidly.
"Hiss..." After a few minutes, Pang Guang stared at the computer screen and made a sound unconsciously.
Lin Jiafan walked over to him and looked at the result on the screen with a surprised expression: "Qi Wangshu?"
"Qi Wangshu, born in 1980, is registered in Beihe Province. He is a former free-fighting athlete and once worked for the Hengyang Professional Club in Beihe Province. He is indeed taking a professional path." Pang Guang did not forget to comment while checking.
"Wow, she once won second place in the domestic women's 60kg competition, but unfortunately she retired that same year due to injury."
"As for now... huh?" The young man's eyes widened in surprise. After repeatedly checking the words, he read out: "Manager of Beihe Province Shengye International Club, and the actual controlling shareholder of this club?"
Shengye International Club, Shengye Entertainment Co., Ltd.
It seemed that everything made sense at this moment. Assuming that Shengye Entertainment and Shengye International Club both belonged to "Qi Wangshu", then it would be very easy to create an avatar called "Qi Huimei" for myself in Shengye Entertainment Co., Ltd.
"But Qi Wangshu and Qi Huimei's ID numbers are different." Pang Guang hesitated and said, "Twins?!"
"Even twins don't look 100% identical. What's the probability of error in your facial recognition system?" Lin Jiafan asked in a deep voice.
"Are you looking down on me? Anything Pang Guang produces must be top quality, with an accuracy rate of over 99%!" The young man patted his chest as if he was insulted.
"It's not impossible for one person to have two identities. This phenomenon still existed at the end of the last century, especially before the nationwide connection of resident information." Lin Jiafan said tactfully, "But as the manager of Shengye International Club, why is there so little information about Qi Wangshu online?"
"The Shengye International Club's usual external spokesperson is an executive chairman named Wang Muyang," Pang Guang replied.
If you don't show up in front of people easily, the chance of being discovered will be greatly reduced.
"Captain Lin, what should we do? The only person we can confirm is reporter Qi Huimei, not Qi Wangshu, the behind-the-scenes boss of Shengye International Club, who is related to the deceased Cheng Yinan." Pang Guang was suddenly in trouble.
Moreover, the headquarters of Shengye International Club is not in Jinshi. Apart from the fact that the two people look alike, the police have no other evidence to prove that Qi Wangshu is related to the murder case.
Citizens do have the obligation to cooperate with public security organs, but whether they are willing to do so is ultimately up to them.
If we can't even see Qi Wangshu, there is no way to prove that these two identities are the same person.
"Let's follow the original plan and call Qi Huimei to the bureau for investigation tomorrow. Brother Guo, find a way to keep her here longer." Lin Jiafan ordered.
Guo Zhen responded in a muffled voice, then asked doubtfully, "Captain Lin, you won't be at the bureau tomorrow?"
Lin Jiafan hummed, paused for two seconds, then looked up at the woman opposite him. "Given Coach Luo's status in the domestic Sanda and free-fighting worlds, it shouldn't be difficult for him to bring a few people into the Beihe Provincial Professional League's inner circle, right?"
She just knew it!
The corners of Luo Jingyao's lips twitched, and she raised an awkward smile.
What if the provincial professional league is run by her family? Can she join it just like that?
Unexpectedly, the man seemed to see through her reluctance at a glance, and said indifferently, "The special consultant's labor fee can be doubled. Based on past experience, the amount is quite generous."
Her healthy pink lips moved, but in the end Luo Jingyao still couldn't say anything to refuse. She took out the mobile phone from her pocket and walked away with an angry look on her face.
Seeing this, a hint of smile flashed across Lin Jiafan's eyes, but he quickly returned to his serious demeanor: "Brother Guo, I'd like to trouble you and Sister Pan to take charge of the overall situation at the bureau. Pang Guang and I have to leave for Beihe Province soon."
Although Beihe Province borders Tianjin, it takes at least five or six hours to drive to Dingjiang City, the venue of the provincial league.
When Luo Jingyao came back from a phone call, she was put into a car by Lin Jiafan and Pang Guang and inexplicably embarked on a journey to Dingjiang City.
Sitting alone in the back row, she listened to the two people in front of her whispering about the case, and soon her eyelids became heavy and she fell asleep in a daze.
The sleep was not very peaceful. Luo Jingyao felt that she had a long and bizarre dream, but she didn't remember anything after waking up.
She opened her eyes and rubbed her lower back which was a little sore due to the wrong posture. Following the snoring sound, she saw Pang Guang sleeping soundly in the passenger seat with his head tilted back and his mouth open. There was no one in the driver's seat.
Only then did Luo Jingyao realize that the jeep was parked in a service area, and that familiar figure was leaning against the front of the car smoking a cigarette.
She gently pushed open the car door and got out. She first stretched her muscles, took a breath of the unusually cold air in late autumn, and then slowly walked to the other person's side.
Perhaps sensing the movement behind him, Lin Jiafan extinguished his cigarette in advance. "After leaving this service area, we'll be off the highway in about half an hour. Coach Luo, you can rest for a while."
"No need." Luo Jingyao glanced at the time on her watch and said in a relaxed tone, "It's almost dawn. Before I retired, I would have already gotten up and started training at this time."
"Drowsy driving is dangerous. If Officer Lin trusts me, I'll drive the rest of the way."
After lowering her eyelids and staring at the hand under her eyelids for a while, Lin Jiafan slowly placed the car keys in her palm.
Inadvertently, his fingertips brushed across her palm and touched a thin layer of callus.
Luo Jingyao's hands were indeed different from those of an average girl. Although they were beautifully shaped, with fair skin and slender fingers, the marks of years of training could not be concealed. The palms and backs of her hands were covered with calluses, with a noticeable color difference from normal skin.
She curled her fingers, withdrew her hand holding the car keys, and turned back to the car without saying a word.
After a few seconds, Lin Jiafan also got into the car and sat in the back seat, closing his eyes to rest.
Soon, the black jeep drove out of the service area and merged into the traffic on the main road, disappearing in the blink of an eye.
Until the sky turned pale, Luo Jingyao drove the car to an empty parking lot. Not far away was a tall square building with blue and white walls. Against the backdrop of the surrounding lawn and marble floor, it looked clean and fresh.
Right in front of the building stood a slender stone about three meters high, with the words "Dingjiang City Gymnasium" shining brightly in large gold letters.
"Are we there?" At this time, Pang Guang, who had been sleeping in the passenger seat the whole time, also woke up and looked out the window in a daze.
"Yeah." Luo Jingyao responded, and saw through the rearview mirror that Lin Jiafan had also opened his eyes. His slightly raised eyes seemed to be hazy for a moment, but soon regained clarity.
Seeing that neither of them had any intention of continuing to sleep, she got out of the car first.
"This year's Beihe Province professional league will be held here, and Shengye International Club is one of the organizers. Maybe we can see their people later." After explaining, Luo Jingyao started walking, walked through the yellowed lawn surrounding the gymnasium, walked around the main building of the gymnasium, and came to the back.
She stopped and lowered her head to tap a few times on the screen of her mobile phone.
Within five minutes, Door No. 3 at the back of the gymnasium was pushed open from the inside, and a head popped out unexpectedly: "Ayao!"
After seeing Luo Jingyao's face clearly, the other person immediately jumped out from the door and gave Luo Jingyao a warm hug.
"Thank you, Song Jingming. Did I cause you any trouble?" She greeted the visitor politely.
The man called Song Jingming looked to be in his thirties, with a neat crew cut and wearing a black tracksuit. He smiled brightly, "Are you kidding me? I'm a special guest of the league. How can this be considered a hassle?"
"Come on, come on, come on, let's go in first." The man led the person into Door No. 3 without saying anything, and his right hand was always on Luo Jingyao's shoulder.
Luo Jingyao was half-held hostage by him as she walked forward, and she did not forget to put her hands behind her back and beckon the two people behind her, signaling them to follow.
"Oh my goodness, who is this guy?" Pang Guang muttered as he walked forward, "Could he be our coach Luo's suitor?"
Lin Jiafan on the side didn't say a word. His eyes lingered on the arm of the man in front of him, which was still loosely placed on Luo Jingyao's shoulder, and then he looked away to look at the surrounding environment.
This should be the passage leading to the backstage of the league. The competition officially starts at 9:30 every morning. Maybe because it is still early, the stadium looks a bit deserted at the moment, and I didn’t meet many people along the way.
Finally, the man pushed open the door of a lounge. "I heard you guys came here overnight? Then wait here for a while. I have something else to do. I'll come pick you up later."
"There's also a separate bathroom inside. This lounge was specially prepared for me by the organizers, so I don't have to worry about other people coming over."
Luo Jingyao nodded and expressed her gratitude again.
She pursed her lips and accepted the man's slightly greasy glance. After watching him leave, she turned around and closed the door of the lounge.
For the next two hours, the three of them went into the bathroom one by one to tidy up their appearance, and then there was a long wait.
At exactly nine o'clock, the door handle of the lounge suddenly moved, and the next second Song Jingming's face appeared in the crack of the door.
He waved the three league insider passes in his hand like he was presenting a treasure, and casually placed two of them on the coffee table by the door. He then waved at Luo Jingyao and said, "We heard you were here. Many people want to catch up with you."
"Then my two friends..." Luo Jingyao looked embarrassed.
"Well, with the pass they can walk around freely, as long as they don't go to the ring!" Song Jingming assured as if promising.
"Okay." Hearing this, she agreed readily and gave Lin Jiafan a wink on the sofa before leaving.
Lin Jiafan raised his chin imperceptibly and narrowed his eyes slightly in response.
As the lounge door closed again, Lin Jiafan walked to the coffee table and picked up the two passes. Unexpectedly, when he turned around, he ran into Pang Guang's questioning eyes.
"There's something wrong with you." The young man touched his chin and bared his teeth.
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