Detective from The Future

Room 204, Unit 3, Building 6, Ziwei Home.

"Boom."

There were two knocks on the door, and no one in the room responded.

"Boom boom boom..." There was another knock on the door.

"Who is it?" A woman's voice came from the room.

"The Supervisory Bureau, open the door." A man's voice came from outside.

"Why is the supervisory bureau here?" the woman asked.

"We are here to see Wu Xiaohai, manager of the purchasing department of the Wells Restaurant."

"He is not at home, come back another day," the woman said.

"Open the door first." The man outside shouted.

The woman looked out through the cat's eyes, and there was a man in a dark blue uniform standing outside. Then she opened the door and muttered: "It's useless for you to come in. Wu Xiaohai is indeed not at home."

There were three men standing outside the door. Li Hui in the middle was wearing the uniform of the Supervision and Administration Bureau, while Han Bin and Sun Xiaopeng were in plain clothes.

Han Bin looked at the woman who opened the door. She was in her twenties, not tall and slender, and asked, "What's your name?"

"Who are you? Why don't you wear a uniform?" the woman wondered.

Han Bin showed the police officer ID: "I belong to the criminal police team."

"Interpol?" The woman took a step back: "What are you doing here?"

"We are here to find Wu Xiaohai." Han Bin walked directly into the room.

"Hey, don't go in, Wu Xiaohai is not at home," the woman shouted.

Han Bin glanced at the room and winked at both Li Hui: "Sou."

"Why do you search my house?" the woman asked.

"You sit on the sofa, I have something to ask you." Han Bin scolded.

The woman was a little frightened and a little unconvinced. She sat down on the sofa with her hands around her chest and turned her face aside.

Han Bin turned on the law enforcement recorder and said, "I'm going to make a transcript for you now, asking what to answer and what to answer."

"Name, age, gender, ethnicity..."

"Xie Guifang, 24 years old, female, Han nationality..."

"What is your relationship with Wu Xiaohai?"

"friend."

"Does he live here?"

"Yes."

"Where is he?"

"I do not know."

"Where do you work?"

"Wells restaurant."

"What are you doing in the restaurant?"

"Waiter."

At this moment, Li Hui and Sun Xiaopeng returned to the living room and shook their heads at Han Bin.

Han Bin took out his cell phone and dialed Wu Xiaohai's number.

"Sorry, the user you dialed has been turned off..."

"Xie Guifang, since you work in the Wells restaurant, you should know what happened in the restaurant. I hope you don't cover Wu Xiaohai." Han Bin warned.

"I didn't protect him, I really don't know where he is?" Xie Guifang shrugged.

"Can you reach him?"

"His cell phone is turned off and your police can't be contacted. How can I contact him?" Xie Guifang snorted.

"Xiaopeng, you continue to make a transcript for him."

"Yes." Sun Xiaopeng replied, sitting on the sofa and continuing to take notes.

Han Bin pulled Li Hui aside, and the two lowered their heads and whispered.

After speaking, Han Bin went back to the sofa and listened to Sun Xiaopeng's transcripts while reading his mobile phone.

However, the questions are just perfunctory words, and there is no useful clue at all. As long as Wu Xiaohai's whereabouts are involved, Xie Guifang will not ask three questions.

Seeing this posture, Han Bin knew that it would be useless to ask further, and asked Li Hui and Sun Xiaopeng to leave.

...

Out of Wu Xiaohai's house, Sun Xiaopeng was a little upset: "This woman is very slippery, and there is not a single useful word."

"This Xie Guifang didn't ask the police why they approached Wu Xiaohai from beginning to end. He probably also knew some inside information." Han Bin guessed.

"Brother Bin, why don't you take her to the police station for questioning?" Sun Xiaopeng asked in confusion.

"Go to the police station, she still said she didn't know, we don't have any evidence, we can't afford to delay." Han Bin shook his head.

"Then where shall we find Wu Xiaohai now?" Sun Xiaopeng asked.

If you can't find Wu Xiaohai, you can't find the source of poisoned beef, just like a sharp sword hanging above Qindao City.

...

In the room, Xie Guifang stood at the door, looking out from the cat's eyes, listening to the movement with his ears against the door.

After a while, he returned to the sofa and let out a long sigh of relief.

She took out her mobile phone and dialed an unfamiliar number.

"Dudu..."

After a while, the phone dialed, and a man's voice rang: "Hey, Xiaofang, what can I do?"

"Brother Hai, the police came to look for you at home just now."

"You didn't say anything about it," the man asked.

"I'm not stupid, I just said a few perfunctorily, they naturally left if they couldn't ask anything useful." Xie Guifang said.

"That's good." The man called Haige said.

"Brother Hai, they said that they are criminal police, and the restaurant's affairs will not make a big deal." Xie Guifang was a little worried.

"What can happen? Isn't it a bad stomach? The police can't find anyone, and it will be fine after a while." Haige said.

"Then when are you coming back?"

"Let's stay a few days to see the limelight, you don't have to call less, lest you be discovered by the police." Haige said.

Xie Guifang kept her mouth flat: "Does people miss you."

"Little hoof, wait for a few days to meet, brother is taking good care of you." Haige grinned.

"Hmm." Xie Guifang replied, and then hung up the phone.

The person Xie Guifang called was Wu Xiaohai. She knew where Wu Xiaohai was now, but she had no obligation to tell the police.

"Boom." Just then, there was another knock on the door outside.

Xie Guifang was taken aback: "Who?"

"Miss Xie, it's me, please open the door." Han Bin's voice sounded outside.

"Why is he back again? Did you hear me calling Haige." Xie Guifang was a little nervous, and said to himself:

"Impossible, he's not the wind ear, I'm calling in the house, how can I hear it outside."

"Boom boom, open the door."

Xie Guifang took a deep breath, slowly opened the door, and saw three Han Bin standing outside, "Why are you back again?"

"Sorry, I lost my mobile phone, maybe it fell in your house." Han Bin explained.

"No way, how could your phone be in our house, I didn't see it." Xie Guifang frowned.

"It is indeed at your house. I just got through his mobile phone and heard your voice." Li Hui shook his mobile phone, the screen was on, and he was talking.

Suddenly, Xie Guifang's face turned very ugly: "How is it possible, how can you get through if no one answers?"

Han Bin walked into the room, took out his mobile phone from the slit of the sofa, and smiled: "Look at it right here, could it be that you accidentally sat down and pressed the answer button."

Seeing Han Bin's mobile phone during the call, Xie Guifang's face became very ugly, and he cursed secretly: "I believe you are a ghost, you are a bad policeman!"

"Miss Xie, do you have anything you want to tell me?" Han Bin pointed out intentionally.

"I...I don't..." Xie Guifang hesitated for a long time, but couldn't say it, lowered his head and fell silent.

"Don't tell me, I said." Han Bin sat on the sofa and waved his hand to indicate that the other party should also sit down:

"Let me show you what is the crime of concealment: Knowing that you are a criminal, you give false certification to the judicial authority to cover up the crime or help him conceal, destroy evidence, annihilate the crime, and make him evade legal punishment; the circumstances are serious. Those who are sentenced to fixed-term imprisonment of not less than three years but not more than ten years."

"Don't scare me, is it that serious?" Xie Guifang asked in surprise.

"boom!"

Li Hui slapped the table and reprimanded: "The case has been transferred from the police station to the criminal police team. Do you think we are here to play?"

"I have no shelter, I can't go to jail." Xie Guifang waved his hands with a panic expression.

"The crimes of sheltering are serious and serious, and the circumstances are relatively minor. They are sentenced to fixed-term imprisonment of not more than three years, criminal detention or surveillance; as long as you assist the police in the investigation and find Wu Xiaohai's way as soon as possible, you can be given a lighter punishment if you perform meritorious service. Persuade.

Xie Guifang clenched his fist, his face was tangled, and he was silent again.

After waiting for a while, Han Bin became a little impatient, took out the handcuffs from the waist and patted on the table:

"Snapped!"

Xie Guifang shivered with fright: "I know where he is, I will take you to find him..."