Xia Liang was restless at the door of the police station for more than ten minutes. On the street opposite, Zhu Ansheng really got out of a taxi.

When he saw him, Xia Liang couldn't help but ask:

"Brother-in-law, are you really okay?"

"What can happen."

"Your face is wrinkled like a rampage comic. Don't die suddenly in the bureau... How long has it been since you slept..."

"Go and go. Do the serious business."

Zhu Ansheng, with his thick dark circles, put his hands into his suit pocket. As soon as he stepped into the police station, he squeezed out a smile that was even worse than crying.

The police officers at the reception office recognized him and were stunned.

"Brother Zhu."

"Old Zhu, why are you here?"

"Hello, police officers, good morning, good afternoon, come, smoke a cigarette, China..."

He handed the cigarette with a smile.

"Everyone doesn't know me, so I'll introduce myself. The little one is Zhu. I drank in this area yesterday and lost my mobile phone wallet and reported the case. This police officer Xia has filed a case for me, and now he says he wants to take me to see the surveillance video..."

As he said that, he grabbed Xia Liang, who was covered in darkness behind him, and several policemen looked at each other, understood and waved their hands:

"Go in and go in."

"Old Xia, hurry up."

"Well, Team Xing seems to say he will take half an hour to come back?"

Xia Liang had a bitter face and followed Zhu Ansheng into the police station like a thief. He saw his companions along the way, Zhu Ansheng licked his face and sent cigarettes, looking like he was a newcomer and introduced himself.

Finally, I went up to the third floor and came to the evidence room. There were two policemen in it sorting out the relevant evidence.

The two policemen looked at Xia Liang, then looked at Zhu Ansheng, and one of them covered his stomach and screamed:

"No, Lao Xia, I'll take it off, you can watch the scene for me..."

Another policeman took out his cell phone:

"Hey hey hey? Why is this signal so bad..." Hey hey hey walking out the door.

Now the evidence room was finally considered clean.

Xia Liang was amused and cried, thinking that this was simply a mess. These guys in the bureau were too spoiled by their brother-in-law.

Zhu Ansheng seemed to be accustomed to this, put on rubber gloves quickly, moved the computer marked Fu Sizhe's name to his desk, turned on the power supply, and began to study it.

"Xia Liang, where is the keyboard?"

"I saved it in a plastic sealed bag, I'll look for it."

After flipping through the corner for a while, he took out the keyboard. Zhu Ansheng frowned when he saw the keyboard.

"Why is it so clean?"

"Fang Qing said she wiped it while cleaning it. She just wiped it casually, not affecting the collection of fingerprints, but only Fu Sizhe and Fang Qing..."

Xia Liang was still talking, suddenly opening his eyes wide:

"Hey! Brother-in-law... don't tear it down!"

Zhu Ansheng took out the keyboard from the plastic bag in a few seconds, turned it around very roughly, with the bottom facing up, and took a few slaps.

A burst of ashes floated out of the keyboard.

Zhu Ansheng's face looked a little ugly.

Xia Liang was shocked.

They were just shopping for fingerprints, but they didn't expect that there would be so much smoke hidden in the keyboard.

Zhu Ansheng retried the keyboard again, observed carefully in the light, and looked at it with his eyes narrowed for a while.

"It's a dust experiment."

"Dust experiment..." Xia Liang murmured, shocked in his heart. This method of using small particles of dust to sprinkle on the surface of an object to obtain fingerprints is a fingerprint method that the police often use.

But of course the police would not use ordinary soot to do dust experiments.

Just as he was thinking, Zhu Ansheng had opened a word document, observed the keyboard keys, and typed a string of letters on it.

qerfgz,1~5.

"Brother-in-law, this is..."

"The keys with the most frequent use." Zhu Ansheng paused, turned his gaze and raised the mouse to observe for a while, and half-squinted his eyes:

"The mouse is newly bought. Fu Sizhe has hand sweating disorder. The oil retention rate of these key positions is high, so there is a high probability that it is the password."

"Password..." Xia Liang thought for a while, "Can it be...it's the password of Weibo..."

"Weibo?" Zhu Ansheng frowned, moved his mouse, quickly opened the browser, and then clicked on favorites. Sure enough, the first URL in the favorites was Weibo.

"Fu Sizhe's computer does not have QQ, only WeChat. WeChat must be logged in with a mobile phone. As for other things that require a password... it should be only Weibo." Xia Liang explained and added:

"We checked the Internet expert once. The last time the cookies on the web page were cleared was half a month ago. It shouldn't be ripped by the murderer."

Zhu Ansheng looked at the avatar and empty password bar of the Weibo account, pondered for a while, and switched the input method several times casually.

"Fu Sizhe has only one idiomatic input method, which is Wubi."

He switched to the word document again and glanced at it.

"There is no final vowel in the high-frequency key position, and the probability that the password is in the pinyin is very small."

"The password must be a combination of letters and numbers... that is, the password is likely to be the Wubi input order of a certain word..." Xia Liang thought about it and asked again:

"Brother-in-law, are you going to rely on these to infer passwords? It seems that the time is not enough? Team Xing is back in half an hour..."

As he said that, he took out his cell phone again, turned on the calculator, and quickly calculated:

"There are six letters in total, and the combination that may take effect should be less than 60,000 or 70,000... Even if it is calculated using a large computer, it will take a long time..."

Zhu Ansheng also took out his cell phone, kept pressing something, and didn't say anything.

"No," Xia Liang suddenly thought of something: "I also used Wubi. In Wubi, q is the high-frequency key position that must be used, and it may be eliminated. In this way, the scope of the combination will be greatly reduced..."

Xia Liang paced back and forth for a while, scratching his hair with some headache:

"No, the range is still too large... We are still applying to crack directly on Weibo. It may take a long time to unlock the account for the Weibo company. It's not enough for us to try out the password..."

"What should be the other way... ignoring the letters... numbers... By the way, most people will use the birthdays of their children or family as password numbers, or phone numbers..."

Xia Liang's mind was running quickly, using all the relevant knowledge he learned from the police academy, hoping to help Zhu Ansheng a little more - he had unknowingly forgotten the fact that he would be treated as a habitual offender and be scolded by Team Xing.

"By the way...z...z is a universal key in Wubi, and it has no practical meaning, so it should be eliminated..."

Before he knew it, ten minutes had passed quietly. Xia Liang was getting more and more anxious, and he was still thinking about how to further narrow the scope of the password.

"alright."

"ERFG...If it is ERFG... there is no way to narrow the scope..." Xia Liang scratched his ears and began to constantly brew possible phrases in his mind. The Chinese characters that these four letters could make up seem to have nothing to do with Fu Sizhe's wife and daughter.

"Uh... brother-in-law, what did you say just now?"

Zhu Ansheng ignored him, and typed into the password bar one by one at a string of characters on his phone, and clicked Login.

The page jumps and logs in successfully.

Xia Liang was stunned.

"Brother-in-law...how did you do it?"

Zhu Ansheng yawned, grabbed his messy hair, and browsed the information on Weibo with his chin:

"X Bao spent ten yuan to find someone to crack it."
Chapter completed!