Chapter 16 A Face Hidden in the Corner

That was a corner several meters away from the door.

Because it was relatively dark, no one had noticed it before.

And there, about 1 meter above the ground, half a face peeked out.

Due to the lack of clarity, the face looked very blurry.

But it was clear that the face was looking towards Lin Huaili's office.

At this time, the display showed 11:39.

That is, this face suddenly appeared a few minutes before Lin Huaili went out to get coffee.

"I used a software that can detect if any objects have moved in a static video," Du Feng explained, his face covered in sweat. Clearly, this result was far beyond his expectations.

"This... this face cannot be seen in the normally playing footage. It only appeared for a very short time, and then it disappeared."

It seemed that Lin Huaili's disappearance was probably related to this strangely appearing face.

After all, a normal person would never hide behind a corner late at night instead of sleeping.

"Who else is on duty in the company at night?" Jiang Cheng asked.

Weiwei definitely knew about this face, but seeing it again with her own eyes, she was still shaking with fear.

Jiang Cheng asked her twice before she reacted.

"No one else," Weiwei shook her head. "Only Director Nan is on this floor. No one is on the nearby floors either. The surveillance cameras near the stairs and elevators didn't capture anyone coming."

Looking at the face that was magnified and frozen in the center of the video, Jiang Cheng suddenly had an ominous premonition.

Not long after, Weiwei suddenly started crying. At first, she could suppress it, but soon she started sobbing aloud, "Director Nan must have had an accident. He's already... already..."

Lin Wan'er turned her head, looking at Weiwei's face. She didn't say anything from beginning to end, nor did she express any opinions. Jiang Cheng had already asked the questions she was interested in for her.

"Why do you say that?" Jiang Cheng asked.

Even if something really happened, the police should notify Nan Huaili's family. She was just an assistant. Why was she so sure that Nan Huaili was already...?

But what surprised Jiang Cheng even more was Weiwei's next sentence.

"The person who came back later... wasn't Director Nan!"

After Jiang Cheng sorted out his thoughts, he couldn't help but feel a chill down his spine at Weiwei's judgment. Did she mean that the Nan Huaili who came back after getting the coffee... was fake?

If this were in a Nightmare Assault (Nightmare Assault), Jiang Cheng would calmly accept all of this and immediately start looking for clues.

But this was the real world, not that ridiculous nightmare world.

After calming down, Jiang Cheng asked in a calm tone, "Why do you say that?"

"From Director Nan's office, to the coffee machine outside, then getting a cup of coffee, and finally walking back, there's not enough time," Du Feng said, his emotions slightly calmer.

He opened the original video and found the time nodes when Director Nan appeared before and after, and found that they were only 1 minute and 34 seconds apart.

It was indeed a bit short.

"We've tested it. Even if you run, including the time to get coffee, it takes almost 2 minutes for a round trip at the fastest."

Du Feng didn't say the rest, but it was obvious that the Nan Huaili in the video definitely wasn't moving fast.

He was slow and leisurely, giving the impression that he was floating.

"Also, Director Nan's posture wasn't right when he came back." Weiwei seemed to know a lot about Director Nan's physical condition. Pointing to Lin Huaili walking back on the screen, she said, "Look at his hand holding the cup."

Jiang Cheng looked at it, but didn't notice anything unusual.

Lin Huaili was holding the cup with his right hand, and his expression didn't have any major problems.

Then, at Weiwei's suggestion, Du Feng continued to move the video forward to the moment when Nan Huaili opened the door and came out.

Jiang Cheng noticed that Lin Huaili was holding the cup with his left hand as soon as he came out.

"Are you saying Nan Huaili... is left-handed?" Jiang Cheng looked at Weiwei, "So he's used to using his left hand to hold things?"

"Not just that," Weiwei said excitedly, "Director Nan injured his right wrist that morning, the same day he went missing. He couldn't lift anything at all."

"I drove the whole way back."

"So... so the Nan Huaili who came back wasn't Director Nan at all. He was... he was fake!" Weiwei's emotions were about to collapse again.

Jiang Cheng could very well understand her. After all, she was just an ordinary person. It would be strange if she could remain calm after seeing such a bizarre scene.

But with such keen observation skills, she wasn't an assistant for nothing.

But...

Jiang Cheng turned his gaze back to Du Feng, who was in a daze. "How did you think of using software to check the video?"

Jiang Cheng didn't know much about computer technology. He was just raising a question from the perspective of an ordinary person.

"It was... it was Sister Wei who first said that there was a problem with the video. Then, at first, I thought about whether the video had been tampered with, and then I thought about using software to check it, and the result was... was..."

Jiang Cheng nodded. For the time being, it sounded reasonable.

"Take me to Nan Huaili's office to take a look," Jiang Cheng said.

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a knock on the door outside, but not on the door of their room. The sound was unusually hurried, with a sense of inexplicable unease.

Just as Weiwei frowned, preparing to walk over and open the door to see what was going on, Jiang Cheng stopped her.

For no other reason than a feeling.

Looking at the door to his room, he suddenly had a strange feeling.

"What's wrong?" Weiwei looked at him with a puzzled expression, with a hint of panic, "Mr. Jiang."

"It's nothing," Jiang Cheng said perfunctorily, "Never mind it. Let's continue talking about our things."

Nodding, Weiwei seemed to suddenly realize something, "Mr. Jiang, you want to go to Director Nan's office to take a look, right?"

"Yes," Jiang Cheng said, "Call someone to come over."

Weiwei was stunned for a moment, and asked in confusion, "Call someone? Call who?"

Staring at the door, Jiang Cheng keenly noticed that the knocking sound had disappeared. Although he also felt that he was probably being too suspicious, there was no harm in being cautious.

This was also a good habit he had developed in the Nightmare Assault (Nightmare Assault).

"Anyone nearby will do. Get a few more people. Tell them to come here together," Jiang Cheng said, "Come here."

Weiwei looked like she was dumbfounded. She didn't understand. The man who wanted to minimize the impact and have as few people know as possible was this man, and now the one who wanted to call more people was also him.

What was he playing at?

But Madam Nan had repeatedly asked her to cooperate, so she didn't ask any more questions. With one phone call, she called three or four people over.

They were all employees of the company.

After meeting them, Jiang Cheng subtly asked them if they had run into anything when they came. Everyone looked confused and said no. The location was relatively remote, and no one came over unless they had something to do.

Just as he was about to leave, Du Feng was tidying up the computer on the table, but the moment he looked at the screen, he suddenly froze.

The image on the screen had somehow switched back to the moment when that strange face appeared.

The picture was frozen there.

The next second, just as Du Feng wanted to see what went wrong, the face hidden behind the corner twitched.