Detective From the Future

Han Bin pressed the reply button.

"Hello."

"Brother Bin, we checked inside the system. Fan Zhen Ye's ID card has no trace of opening a room in a motel," Zhao Ming said.

"Not once?" Han Bin said.

"None," Zhao Ming replied and changed the conversation: "I think he is renting a house outside or going to the woman's house for the date."

"If Fan Zhen Ye really has a lover, there will definitely be additional expenses; you go to the bank to check. Check the transfer and consumption records," Han Bin said.

"Understood," Zhao Ming replied.

Han Bin hung up the phone and stretched: "Xiao Peng, come with me."

"Team leader, where are we going?"

"I also summoned other people to come to the office. If there is no one in the office, who is going to record their statement? You have to summon someone to do it." Sun Xiao Peng asked.

"It's okay, Captain Zheng will take care of it," Han Bin said.

"Yes, team leader," Sun Xiao Peng stood up and started packing his gear.

"By the way, with tomorrow noon as the deadline, mark down the people who didn't come to the precinct to give their statements, and conduct key investigations."

"Understood."

... …

Half an hour later, Han Bin and Sun Xiao Peng went to Heping Road where Master Wang's physiotherapy massage shop was located. The massage shop was divided into upper and lower floors, and the white sign said these green words "Master Wang Physiotherapy Massage Shop". There was also another sign in front of the store, and the whole sign was green and it said acupuncture, massage, and cupping.

"Team leader, this sign is really interesting. This is the first time I've seen a green sign," Sun Xiao Peng smiled.

Han Bin smiled without saying a word, which was uneasy to translate.

The two parked the car in front of the door and walked into Master Wang's physiotherapy massage shop.

A man in his thirties in a white coat was sitting behind the counter when he saw them he stood up and asked: "Are you for acupuncture or massage?"

"Are there any other technicians here?"

"I'm the only one. I run a regular massage shop. If you have any discomfort, you can tell me," the man pointed out.

"I'm a policeman," Han Bin showed his policeman's ID card.

"Mr. Police officer, I'm really formal and absolutely green," the man in the white coat said solemnly.

"I am a judicial police officer, and I am not responsible for such complicated things. I am investigating a criminal case and would like to ask you to participate in the investigation," Han Bin explained.

"Criminal case, how can I be linked to a criminal case?"

"If you are not busy now, I will like to ask you to make a recording."

The man in the white coat made a gesture of "please" and pointed to the sofa next to him: "You two; please, sit here."

After the two sat down on the couch, Sun Xiao Peng turned on the law enforcement recorder, and Han Bin started asking in a regular fashion, "Name, age..."

"Wang Lu Shan, 32 years old this year..."

"On the evening of October 27, what time did your shop close?" Han Bin asked.

"The 27th, I'm thinking about it," Wang Lu Shan whispered, and remembered: "Normally, there are no guests at night, so I closed the door around eight or nine o'clock, but I remember…there was a guest that day, and the massage didn't happen until nine-thirty, and then I left,"

"What is this guest's name?" Han Bin asked.

"Hey, I don't remember. There are so many massage guests every day. I can recognize them when I meet them, but I don't remember the names," Wang Lu Shan shook his head.

Han Bin took out his phone and showed Wang Zi Jia's photo: "Do you know this person?"

"Yes, I remember, he was the one who was massaged here that day."

"Is there a surveillance camera?"

"Yes."

"Look for the scene; I want to take a look."

"Wait," Wang Lu Shan got up, walked behind the counter, and checked the surveillance on the night of October 27 from the computer.

Han Bin also leaned over to check. On October 27, Wang Zi Jia entered the store at 8:00 p.m. At that time, there was a client getting a massage, and it was his turn to get a massage, and when he left the shop, it was already nine thirty-three in the evening. He spent half an hour from here at Jing'an South Road, which means he didn't have time to commit the crime that night.

"Master Wang, thank you for cooperating with us," Han Bin took the initiative to shake hands with the other party.

"Yes, it is every citizen's duty to cooperate with the police in handling cases," Wang Lu Shan said.

"Ding ding ding..."

At this moment, Han Bin's cell phone rang. He took it out and saw it was a call from Li Hui. He nodded, and then left the massage parlor. "Hello."

"Dear Bin, where are you?"

"I'm investigating outside, what's wrong?" Han Bin asked.

"I found clues at the traffic police monitoring center."

"What clues?"

"I checked the GPS driving track of the Mercedes-Benz and retrieved the surveillance video of the Mercedes-Benz from the monitoring center of the traffic police. I found, a few days ago, a car a white Nissan followed the Mercedes-Benz," Li Hui said.

Han Bin thought for a moment: "Have you found the owner's information?"

"It had a fake license plate, with an SUV license plate on it, and I haven't found the owner's information yet."

"This clue is very important; you are now thoroughly investigating the identity of the owner of the fake registered car. Even if he is not the murderer, he must be related to this case," said Han Bin.

"I know," Li Hui said.

... …

Forty minutes later, Han Bin and Sun Xiao Peng rushed to the monitoring center of the traffic police detachment, where Qingdao citywide monitoring is located. They also joined the Nissan investigation. During the investigation, Han Bin found the white Nissan car had been following Fan Zhen Ye since mid-October. This Nissan car was usually parked on the side of the road near Guangxia Road, but on the 28th it left town and never appeared in Skynet monitoring.

Fan Zhen Ye died on October 27, and the car disappeared on October 28. No one would believe him if it weren't for the problem. White Nissan cars are very common and this one has already left town. The suspect will definitely change the license plate, and it will no longer be easy to find it. Han Bin, therefore, had to change his method of investigation.

The driver of the Nissan car rarely showed up, but the car had to refuel. While monitoring a gas station, he found a frontal photo of the owner of the Nissan car, and facial recognition was carried out in the police system to find out the true identity of the other party.

Name: Guo Ming Xing

Age: 42 years old

Occupation: Freelance

Mobile phone number: 1342215XXXX

Address: Darong Community, Qingdao City.

Previous conviction: the crime of causing quarrels and causing trouble

... …

At Darong Community, Unit 1, Building 4, Chamber 2501, Guo Ming Xing sat at the low table, on which were a plate of peanuts, a salted duck egg, a plate of pig's head, and a bottle of Fen wine. . He poured a glass of wine, took a sip, and took a piece of pig's head, showing an aftertaste.

"Knock knock."

There was a knock on the door from outside.

"Who is this?"

"Downstairs, your heating is leaking."

A man's voice echoed behind the door. Guo Ming Xing got up and walked to the door: "The heater isn't on yet, what's leaking?"

"Brother, you don't know the heating test, no wonder your house is leaking," the man outside the door said.

"No, no one lives downstairs in our building," Guo Ming Xing said.

"Oh, I just moved here," the man said outside.

Guo Ming Xing peeked through the peephole: "Are you a tenant?"

A man stood outside the door and said, "Yes, come down with me and take a look, water has leaked all over our house."

"Is your furniture okay?" Guo Ming Xing asked.

"The top of the wall is soaked, and the couch is also leaking a lot of water," the man said.

"Mr. Police officer, I can open the door for you, but if we have something to say, don't." Guo Ming Xing showed a wry smile.

"What do you mean?" asked the man outside.

"You are a policeman from the police station. If you have anything to do with me, I will go to the station to report after you say hello. Why do you need to take an extra trip?" Guo Ming Xing said shyly.

"You misunderstood. I'm not from the police station. I'm a new resident. Come down and take a look with me."

"Okay, I'll open the door for you," Guo Ming Xing replied and opened the door. .

Then Han Bin brought Li Hui, Sun Xiao Peng, and some policemen into the house and was stunned when he saw the scene inside the house.

Guo Ming Xing put his head in his hands and squatted on the ground, with a smile on his face: "Mr. Police officer, I'm ready to cooperate with the police work, what do you want to know?"

Han Bin was stunned for a moment, feeling like he was hitting the cotton.

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