Live stream room.
The fans had already worshipped Xu Mo with five body prostrations.
What is called professional?
This is called professional!
What kind of person is a natural born leader?
Xu Mo is!
At first glance, the program team arranged several drags for Xu Mo.
However, after following Xu Mo, how do they still look like drags?
The five people acted separately to collect the necessary intelligence.
In no time, they had a clear picture of the situation at the exhibition.
Just the efficiency alone was astonishing.
Who would have thought that before this, they were all five star good citizens who abided by laws and regulations?
In terms of professionalism, most criminal gangs probably aren't as strong as this temporary crew put together on the fly.
Those who don't know better might even think Xu Mo and the others are habitual offenders.
"So professional, so damn professional! I've learned, program team please choose me as a guest next time, I feel like I can do it too!"
"I used to think those four helpers arranged for Xu Mo by the program team were drags, who knew they could actually help."
"I think...they are still drags in essence, it's just that Xu Mo trained them well. If these four people were handed to someone else, they wouldn't just drag people down, I'm afraid they could even pull their pants off."
"Brothers, what four helpers? Clearly there are three helpers and one hostage!"
"Oh really? There's a hostage too? Who?"
"Yang Jingxuan is the hostage, but there's no point discussing it now, I guess she's even forgotten that she's a hostage herself..."
"Jingxuan, wake up, you are a hostage, you are a hostage!!!!"
"..."
On the tracking team's side.
Han Fei had already called Wu Ya.
"Are you free now?", Han Fei asked first.
Wu Ya on the other end of the call responded.
"Yes, do you need my help now?"
"Yes.", since Wu Ya was free, Han Fei got straight to the point: "We just went to the Hangzhou Children's Welfare Institute following a lead, but came up empty. I'm afraid Xu Mo tampered with the surveillance footage again, and I don't understand this stuff, so I wanted to ask you to help me check where Xu Mo went after leaving the welfare institute."
Wu Ya readily agreed.
"What do you mean trouble, I'll come help you check right away. The last place Xu Mo appeared was the Hangzhou Children's Welfare Institute, right?"
"Right, the Hangzhou Children's Welfare Institute. I confirmed with the institute director that Xu Mo left around 10:30 in the morning.", Han Fei replied.
The call hadn't even hung up yet when Wu Ya on the other end had already started checking.
He didn't hang up the call because Wu Ya was confident he could find out where Xu Mo went very quickly.
Rather than find out and then make another call to explain, it was better to just stay on the call and tell Han Fei the results directly after finding out.
Anyway he was fast, it would only take a moment, and wouldn't hold things up for long.
After all, he was a reformed genius hacker.
Extremely skilled with computers.
Not on the same level at all as the so-called tech personnel at the police station.
The tech personnel at the police station needed a whole night to recover tampered surveillance footage.
But for him, recovering surveillance footage was just a matter of minutes.
However, as soon as Wu Ya got started, he was puzzled.
You should know, no matter how awesome hackers are, when they invade somewhere, they will leave traces.
But there were no signs of hacking in this surveillance video at all.
Since there were no traces left by hackers, that meant the surveillance footage hadn't been tampered with.
Wu Ya also took a look, the surveillance footage shot by the camera at the entrance of the Hangzhou Children's Welfare Institute hadn't been fully replaced, partially clipped out, directly deleted, or anything.
This showed that the surveillance footage had indeed not been tampered with by hackers.
This segment of surveillance footage that 'hadn't been tampered with' showed...Xu Mo hadn't left the welfare institute at all.
The surveillance footage didn't even capture Xu Mo leaving the welfare institute.
Wu Ya thought, could the lead Han Fei got be wrong?
To figure out if the lead was wrong or not, he asked Han Fei on the phone,
"How strange...Uncle Han, are you sure Xu Mo left the welfare institute? The surveillance footage looks fine to me."
"That can't be." Han Fei frowned, "I'm sure he left, the institute director and staff all said so, plus there's other witness testimony, I can confirm they're all telling the truth, I've been in this profession for so long, I can tell with one glance if someone is lying or not..."
Originally, Han Fei wanted to say he could tell with one glance if someone was lying or not.
But halfway through saying it, Han Fei suddenly recalled some unspeakable past events.
There was a problem with what he was saying.
Not long ago, he had just been lied to and fooled once.
So he changed what he was saying right away.
"What I mean is, during face to face questioning, as long as the other party is lying, I can tell with one glance...Anyway I won't get it wrong, I'm very certain he left the welfare institute around 10:30."
Han Fei had just finished speaking.
When Li Chen beside him softly muttered.
"Captain Han, is this friend of yours reliable or not, I feel like he's no good."
Although he muttered very softly.
But it was heard loud and clear by Wu Ya on the other end of the phone.
His face instantly darkened.
Who's no good?
Huh?
Saying who's no good?
Can a man endure someone saying he's no good?
Gritting his teeth, prepared to check it again.
If he can't find traces of hacking, then carefully and meticulously watch it through!
Don't miss any tiny detail in the surveillance.
Wu Ya wanted to prove himself.
Absolutely can't let anyone say he's no good!
Fortunately, after going over the surveillance again extremely carefully, not missing any tiny detail,
he really did discover some abnormalities.
Although there were no traces of hacking in the surveillance,
there was a problem with the surveillance footage.
Between 10:38:26 and 10:38:27.
An extremely subtle change occurred in the surveillance footage.
A fallen leaf on the ground disappeared by half during this one second, and the cut was extremely neat, as if it had been manually sliced.
But no one was holding a knife cutting leaves in the surveillance footage...
Wu Ya instantly determined.
The surveillance footage had been edited!
Otherwise there was absolutely no explaining the phenomenon of the leaf mysteriously disappearing by half.
He didn't discover the other party invading the surveillance, the only possibility was the other party's methods were more advanced.
Hacking into surveillance without leaving any traces, as well as locally clipping a tiny bit of surveillance footage, were methods Xu Mo taught Zhou Qiaoqiao.
So even if other hackers used professional means to examine this surveillance footage, they would be hard pressed to find anything wrong with the footage.
Precisely because the method for tampering with the surveillance was very special and didn't leave any traces behind, Wu Ya initially thought the surveillance footage hadn't been tampered with.
But no matter how special the methods were.
There would still be problems with the details.
That is to say, the surveillance footage couldn't withstand careful examination by people.
As luck would have it, Wu Ya happened to be angered by Li Chen's words.
He didn't miss any tiny detail, and only this way did he determine that the surveillance footage had been tampered with...
"There really is a problem with the surveillance, the footage was clipped locally, the method is similar to photoshopping.", Wu Ya told Han Fei about his discovery.
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