Chapter 2 Chapter One

Entering December, after a few gusts of cold air came around, the weather suddenly dropped, and it seemed that winter had really come. As the sun went down, Xu Ce wore a loose jacket, arched his body slightly in the cold wind, and walked westward along the east-west coastal south road at a leisurely pace. There was a traffic light at the intersection, so he didn't stop, turned right and turned north into Fengqi Road.He didn't look up, but his eyes had checked the surveillance probe above his head again. The probe is located above the traffic lights, about 8 meters above the ground, facing the South Coastal Road, and is used to photograph illegal vehicles running through the traffic lights.Judging from his observations several times, this is probably a fixed camera that does not rotate, so it should not be able to take pictures of Fengqi Road.

But this is only what it should be, he must be sure that everything will go wrong, and all potential failure factors will be stifled. Well, think about the details again. Assume that the camera will turn, and the angle is just facing Fengqi Road when he commits the crime.At this time, the resolution of the camera needs to be considered. Domestic cameras usually have a resolution of 2 million pixels, and a few areas have a resolution of 5 million. Consider the worst case scenario, assuming that its pixels are 10 million, then the effective observation distance is at most 100 meters.In other words, as long as I stand 100 meters away from the intersection of Fengqi Road, this camera will be useless. — especially, plus the poor light at night.

He continued to walk north along Fengqi Road. This road had only two lanes. On the left was the high wall of the neighboring community, and on the right was the undeveloped and abandoned farmland, which was overgrown with weeds.Although it is winter, the weeds are still half a meter high.About 50 meters away from the farmland, there is a shallow ditch. The ditch is so long that you can't see the end. After walking 1,200 steps, about 800 meters, the gate of Fengqi Community appeared. There is a camera at the gate, installed on a pole, about 5 meters high, facing outwards, all vehicles and pedestrians passing through the gate of the community and entering the community will be recorded.

There are security guards at the gate of the community, and they are sitting in the gatehouse at the moment. Well, the weather will be colder at night. At midnight, the lights in the security room are also turned off, and the security guards sleep in the gate room. If there is no big movement, the security guards will never come to Fengqi Road.The past two weeks have proved this point. He moved forward at the same uniform pace without any pause. Even when he was observing and thinking, his feet seemed to be equipped with a fixed clockwork, and his walking speed remained unchanged. After walking another 600 meters, he turned left and entered North Coastal Road. There are still traffic lights and cameras at the intersection here, but this area is not the focus of his consideration, because his starting point is in the southern section of Fengqi Road.

Then, he walked straight for a few kilometers, turned a few roads, and returned to his home. He pulled out a stool and sat down, his body straightened, which was his habitual action to prepare for thinking. From the beginning of the plan to the follow-up, stepping on the spot, overturning the plan, and re-planning, he has never used paper and pen to think about all the work.He believes that the brain is the best recorder, better than a computer, and more reassuring than pen and paper. ——Because the things recorded on the paper are easy to be exposed accidentally, and thus die before the teacher is ready.

What if he puts his plan of action on record, and before his final act, the home is visited by thieves?The thief happened to be interested in his documents. Is this a potential risk? Although the probability of this happening is very small, he knows that since it is going to be done, it is necessary to minimize all controllable risks, make the plan perfect, and increase the success rate to infinitely close to 100%. . Many people who commit major crimes often lose in small details. He has been a good law-abiding citizen for thirty-six years, and he has never even done a little bit of theft, but he believes that the success rate of crimes is not simply proportional to criminal experience, and many criminals with rich experience are just Fortunately, he was never caught, and his modus operandi was actually very poor. If he was a criminal investigator, those people would not have such a good life.

Therefore, in China, many habitual offenders are not deliberately captured by the police. They are often dressed in sloppy clothes without ID cards, and have extremely poor psychological quality. He is not so confused. Whether the logic of the crime is perfect is the key to the success rate of the crime. To do it, to do the perfect murder. His gaze was firm.