Life in North America, you call this an autopsy officer?!-Chapter 492 - 276: Locking Down the Culprit
Chapter 492: Chapter 276: Locking Down the Culprit
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Evening.
Today, everyone worked overtime.
Brian took the time to use facial reconstruction technology to sketch the possible appearances of eight victims, had Mr. Harden print many copies, and used the police’s criminal system to search for the portraits of these victims.
There are facial and skeletal reconstructions.
The technology of facial reconstruction for the deceased relies on this logic for appearance restoration.
Even though Brian saw the victims’ remains, in his mind, he could easily reconstruct their probable appearances.
This is a very impressive technology.
If any of these victims had a prior criminal record and had been photographed for it,
then the computer’s facial recognition technology could directly identify the victim’s identity.
But... no matching criminal information could be found in the database.
This means that these victims were law-abiding citizens in life and had never been incarcerated.
However, Brian’s hard work would not go to waste.
If Green and Ivan didn’t find anything on the information search, they could still use the victims’ sketches to conduct inquiries and investigations in the surrounding communities.
But this approach would be time-consuming and energy-draining and would only serve as a last resort.
The problem actually lies with the citizen management system here.
In Brian’s previous life in Hua Country, he could have scanned these sketches into the computer and then used the nation’s interconnected population management system to conduct facial searches, rapidly locking down the identities of the victims.
Once identities were confirmed, combined with his prior analysis, the investigation would have been much easier.
It’s not possible here.
Even with the NW organization, database access is limited to the LAPD’s police databases.
In the databases, there are detailed criminal records, but other citizens’ information is not as transparent. The various official agencies overlap too much, and there’s significant population mobility; departments are not unified in their management, with severe fragmentation between states, counties, and cities, leading to law enforcement chaos.
The only entity currently doing well in this regard is probably the FBI.
Their databases are interconnected with those of various regional police, and they can freely access citizen information without regional restrictions.
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Mr. Harden comforted Brian:
"Actually, there are many sources for the citizen database, like vehicle management and driver’s license agencies, each with its own citizen system.
The biggest issue is the chaos of management.
The states are already aware of this problem and are considering real-time updates of the citizen database.
At least I’ve heard that the new generation of police cars will be equipped with small office computers.
These computers will connect to the dispatch center and have precise electronic map navigation. Patrol officers will soon be able to locate the incident area via the dispatch center at high speed and check the suspect’s information to confirm their citizen identity through the dispatch center."
Brian shrugged, "Why don’t you create a crawler system, and we make our own comprehensive database?"
Mr. Harden rolled his eyes:
"Brian, that would be illegal. I’m a man in my sixties; you can’t send me to jail, or else nobody will help you with those game development plans.
Besides, the Cybersecurity Department would not appreciate such actions.
Nobody’s a fool.
Everyone knows what would be more efficient.
The reasons it’s not done are complicated.
We shouldn’t trouble ourselves."
"What’s so complicated?" Brian asked curiously.
Mr. Harden was somewhat reluctant to discuss these matters, but the person asking him was Brian.
Brian was generous, treated his own people well, had outstanding abilities, and a promising future. But none of these were the reasons Mr. Harden caved. The biggest reason was that Brian held grudges.
So Mr. Harden could only tell the truth:
"It’s an industry chain that involves multiple departments.
For example, identity trafficking, if you’re willing to pay, you can have countless real and legal identities.
Then there’s witness protection, such as gang members betraying their own or ordinary people required to testify against dangerous individuals; to protect them, they are usually given new identities and places to live after the fact.
There are also various undercover operations.
Money laundering, embezzlement, loan fraud among financial businesses...
In short, it’s a vast grey area.
Add to that, no one likes decentralization.
A combination of various factors has resulted in the current dispersed management of official organizations.
Sometimes I feel like the United States is not a country at its core but a large capital company made up of many small firms, linked together only by their mutual interest against external threats.
When that external interest disappears,
I sometimes doubt whether the states within our country, in a fight over internal interests, would erupt in a civil war..."
The female clerk beside them rolled her eyes: "Mr. Harden, your words make me feel alienated. I’d rather believe you’re worried that a war would prevent you from getting your pension than believe you care about the fate of this country."
Mr. Harden awkwardly touched his head: "Alright, there’s that reason. That’s why I like Los Angeles. At least if that day really comes, staying in California, we can still maintain a pretty good life."
Brian wasn’t interested in the topic.
Deep down, he always felt a certain indescribable and indefinable distance from this world, leading to his go-with-the-flow attitude and indifference about where to live. Otherwise, he wouldn’t still be living in the same apartment he used to.
