Jian Gang's suitcase (seven)

  Jian Gang concentrated on the screen, carefully looking at each picture of a suitcase, being serious to the point of excess. Even if he could tell at a glance that the picture wasn't his suitcase, he still had to look at it carefully once more. Standing behind him, Zuo Dong muttered "this one is definitely not your suitcase" while wishing he could grab the mouse and search himself.

  Pang Ning looked at the pictures on the screen moving slowly, and was somewhat dissatisfied with Jian Gang's excessive seriousness, which was a waste of precious time.

  Zuo Dong couldn't help but walk over to Amanda's side, propping himself up against the table with both hands, staring at the large screen in front of Amanda and saying: "Sis, are you tired? Do you want me to get you a glass of water?"

  Amanda looked at him with a good intention, and a sentence flashed in her mind: "No gifts are given without expectation of reward, no favors are done without ulterior motives." She smiled and said: "Speak up, Brother Dong, what do you want to ask your sister for?"

  This time Amanda really guessed wrong, Zuo Dong was being kind to her this time, but what he actually wanted was to chat with Jian Gang who was looking at pictures as seriously as searching for diamonds in the desert. Zuo Dong just casually mentioned it and didn't expect Amanda to misinterpret it.

  "Hey? I'm really not asking for anything from you, this is what a brother should be concerned about for his sister."

  Amanda propped her chin, gazing at the large screen. The progress bar on the screen crawled forward like a worm. Entering the road network monitoring system of Sanlina City was unexpectedly more troublesome than entering the police station's intranet, which Amanda hadn't anticipated. But then she thought about it and realized that this made sense in terms of public privacy - after all, the city's road network monitoring system involved more than the police station's intranet, so naturally its confidentiality had to be stronger.

  "Amanda looked at the road network monitoring system and said to Lao Dong, 'Brother Dong, it's unavoidable that we'll be up all night today. Get some coffee ready.'"

  Zuo Dong clapped his hands and said, "Alright, wait a minute." Zuo Dong turned around and jumped down from the container to look for coffee.

  Fu Anbang hugged his shoulders, pouted, and looked at Jian Gang looking at the picture with anxiety. He tried to persuade himself that Jian Gang's mood might be different from his own, and understanding it would pass.

  Jian Gang is now the only one among these people who gives others a bad impression, perhaps because he is too close to the matter and has not noticed this point.

  Amanda took a deep breath and muttered, "Damn it, just 100 pictures to look at, do you want to see if they're here by tomorrow morning?" Then she urged him in a tone devoid of kindness, "If you want to increase the chances of finding your suitcase, hurry up and take a look. Otherwise, when you find your suitcase here, it might already be gone from over there."

  Although Amanda's words have some intimidating elements, it cannot be ruled out that this is a possibility.

  Jian Gang had increased his efficiency in looking at pictures, but to everyone else, his speed was still painfully slow. The three people around him were now suppressing their anger, each of them staring at Jian Gang with strange and resentful eyes that seemed to want to swallow him whole.

  Fu Anbang said with a dark tone: "Fortunately, none of my subordinates are as incompetent as you, or the company would have gone bankrupt long ago."

  Just when everyone's patience had been compressed to the extreme, and a slight relaxation would cause it to erupt, Jian Gang's eyes suddenly lit up, and he exclaimed excitedly: "Found it!"

  Everyone in the room relaxed instantly when Jian said that, like several balloons quickly losing air.

  Amanda got up and came to Jian's side, Jian's eyes still didn't leave the screen, as if afraid that if his eyes glanced away from the photo with his suitcase in it, the suitcase would not come back. He also didn't give Amanda any space.

  Amanda stared at Jian Gang, who was in a trance, and felt both annoyed and amused. She simply pushed Jian Gang to one side and sat down in front of the large screen herself. Jian Gang shifted his body slightly, but his gaze remained fixed on the screen. Amanda double-clicked on an image that had been paused on the screen, took a closer look, and found that this image was displayed at the very end of over 100 images. Amanda bit her lip, thinking to herself: "If you want to know what's in this last picture, let me show it to you from back to front."

  These pictures are arranged in the order of shooting time, and this suitcase was lost within 24 hours. The last one is also reasonable, but Amanda didn't think of it at that time.

  On the screen, some information about this suitcase is displayed, such as the pickup location at Room 1013 of Nafi Hotel, the time it was stored in the warehouse was 8:10 this morning, and the evidence number is 1303214A.

  Fu Anbang took a look at the evidence number and saw that there was a big red letter "A" at the end of the number, suddenly feeling that this matter was more complicated than he had imagined.

  In the United States, evidence is categorized into three levels of importance: A, B, and C. Level C evidence refers to general criminal evidence, such as that related to theft. Level B evidence refers to special criminal evidence, which pertains to more serious crimes, such as large-scale drug trafficking or murder, for which the perpetrator may face the death penalty or life imprisonment. As a result, level B evidence is handled with greater care than level C evidence. Level A evidence differs from levels B and C in that it involves national security. This means that level A evidence follows a strict protocol from extraction to storage, transportation, and final destruction.

  "Zuo Dong, where's Zuo Dong?" Fu Anbang called out to Zuo Dong, only to realize that he wasn't there. At this moment, Zuo Dong was walking towards them from a short distance away, holding a thermos in one hand and a paper cup in the other, with a happy smile on his face.

  "I'll go take a look," said Pang Ning, who had nothing better to do at the moment.

  Pang Ning left the container and turned around to see Zuo Dong not far away, then shouted: "Zuo Dong, your boss is looking for you."

  Before that, Zuo Dong had secretly drunk two cups of coffee, which was freshly ground and made from a particularly good variety of coffee beans. After drinking it, he felt especially energized, so his mood improved a lot. But as soon as he heard that Fu Anbang was looking for him, Zuo Dong's heart sank like a large stone falling into a lake, slowly sinking down. His expression immediately changed to cloudy with a chance of thunderstorms.

  Zuo Dong hastened his pace and arrived in front of the container, ignoring Pang Ning. Pang Ning learned more about Zuo Dong through her conversation with Amanda, and her attitude towards him underwent a significant change. Having briefly experienced Zuo Dong's masculine care, a subtle warmth began to take root in Pang Ning's heart. Pang Ning did not express any dissatisfaction with Zuo Dong's behavior, but a few threads of worry flashed across her expressionless face.

  Zuo Dong put the coffee pot and paper cup on the floor of the container, got up himself, picked up the coffee pot and paper cup again, and placed them next to the table Amanda was using. He said, "Boss, we need to get a ladder for this container house, or it's too inconvenient to go up and down."

  Fu Anbang was in no mood and had no time to talk to Zuo Dong about the ladder, he saw Zuo Dong coming and said seriously: "Jian Gang's suitcase has been found, come take a look."

  Zuo Dongyi guessed that Fu Anbang was looking for him because of the handbag incident, although he had prepared himself, but he still felt uncomfortable. He walked to the screen and looked at it for a while, his mood seemed to have improved, and he even felt a little schadenfreude: "Jiangang, it seems that your suitcase is probably gone."

  "What, what, hasn't it been found yet? Just......" Jian Gang had just been pleased with himself for finding the location of the suitcase and thought he could take more practical action next, but Zuo Dong's words were like a basin of ice water that left him at a loss.

  Fu Anbang knew that Zuo Dong would definitely say so, and he himself began to reevaluate whether it was necessary to go find the suitcase again.

  "Why can't you find the suitcase? The storage location is already known, just think of a way to get it back! " Jian Gang couldn't help but raise his voice a little, he didn't believe Zuo Dong would say that, in his opinion, this matter shouldn't be difficult.

  "It's not that I won't help you, it's just that the suitcase of yours is now heavily protected. Do you see the red 'A' at the end of the exhibit number?" Zuo Dong said, pointing to the screen.

  "What's the point of seeing it? It's just an ordinary number." Jian Gang said, looking at the screen with a skeptical expression.

  Zuo Dong looked at Jian Gang and thought to himself, "Truly ignorant." He then continued, "This 'A' symbol indicates that your suitcase has already implicated national security, and the red label means it's been placed under protection. Let me give you an example: if this suitcase needs to leave the evidence room, there will be three identical armored vehicles waiting outside, each with special agents on board. Your suitcase will be placed in a non-transparent white travel case by these agents, and there will be three such cases, each placed in one of the armored vehicles. The three vehicles will take different routes to the same destination. In other words, your suitcase might be in any one of those vehicles. And as for these armored vehicles, even machine guns can't scratch them."

  Zuo Dong said in one breath that the central idea is actually just one, which is to take back the handbag, but basically there's no possibility of that happening. Jian Gang, you should give up now.

  Jiang Gang sat down on the chair with a thud, like an eggplant that had been beaten by frost, and remained silent.

  Zuo Dong touched his forehead, thinking: "Since we've been targeted by the Star Country's agents, it makes sense that this suitcase is listed as an A-level exhibit. But with a red label, this box must be extraordinary."

  Fu Anbang wanted to persuade Jian Gang to give up finding the suitcase, but the difficulty of finding it was unimaginable for these few people. He had already lost confidence in Zuo Dong's ability to find the suitcase.

  Zuo Dong thought that, given Fu Anbang's caution with this task, he probably wouldn't be asked to find the briefcase again. Thinking of this, Zuo Dong's mood began to relax once more. He walked over to the table, picked up the coffee pot and carefully poured some into a paper cup, even the sound of the coffee flowing into the cup was music to his ears.