Detective from The Future

"Why would a beggar wear such expensive underwear?" Zhao Ming wondered.

"Could he not be a real beggar, but was deliberately dressed up as a beggar to hide the true identity of the deceased." Sun Xiaopeng guessed.

"I still feel that the posture of the deceased when he died was a bit weird." Han Bin gestured to the position of the corpse and walked in the direction in which he reached out.

The arm of the deceased was not parallel to the road. There was a certain angle. He walked more than ten meters to a **** beside the wall. The **** was padded with soil. Two cars were parked on the slope, one Volkswagen and one modern car. , There is still a distance between the two cars.

The direction of the deceased's finger was near the two cars. Han Bin searched around the two cars and found some people's shoe prints.

There is a pair of shoe prints that are consistent with the shoes worn by the deceased. After careful observation, not only the shoes are the same, but the wear marks are also completely consistent.

"What did you find?" Zheng Kaixuan asked.

"The deceased should have been here. The prints of this group of sneakers were left by the deceased." Han Bin said.

Zheng Kaixuan carefully observed: "This sneaker has only one set of left shoe prints, which should have been left before the deceased was injured, but how did the deceased get here?"

Li Hui drew the distance between the two cars and said, "Between this Volkswagen and Hyundai, there can be another car. Will there be a car here before and the deceased got off the car? "

"No, judging from the distance between the two cars, the starting point of the sneaker print is in the middle of the car, and it doesn't look like a step from the car; if you step from the car, the footprint should be left or right. "Zheng Kaixuan said.

"Team Zheng, the shoe print on the front left is also left by the deceased." Han Bin said, pointing to the ground.

"No, the pattern of the shoe print is different." Li Hui said.

"This is like a pair of leather shoes." Zheng Kaixuan said, touching his chin.

"Team Zheng is right. This is indeed a shoe print left by a pair of leather shoes, but the shoe print marks and worn parts are exactly the same, indicating that this is a shoe print left by the same person. He just wore different shoes." Han Bin explained.

"The footprints of the leather shoes are on the front left, and the footprints of the sneakers are on the back, and there is a meeting point between each other..." Zheng Kaixuan muttered, thinking for a while:

"Let's restore the scene. If the Volkswagen on the left is the car that drove away before, and I am the deceased."

After Zheng Kaixuan finished speaking, he observed the footprints, then walked to the cab of the Volkswagen, got out of the car pretending to open the door, walked to the trunk of the car, opened the trunk and took out a pair of shoes, and then did An action of changing shoes, then closed the trunk and left the car.

"Papa." Han Bin slapped his hands: "As expected of the old detective, this set of actions exactly matches the footprints of the underground."

"That is to say, the deceased came by car, then walked from the cab to the trunk, changed a pair of shoes, and left. After he was finished, he was killed on the way back to the car, so he climbed in this direction when he died. In order to get back to his car." Li Hui analyzed the situation.

"I have never figured out what it means when he stretches his right hand forward and his palm is in a half-grip state. Now it seems that it should be the key to start the car." Han Bin said.

"Where did the car go, is it because the suspect drove away?" Zhao Ming asked.

"Tsk tusk, these days beggars can still afford a car, it's good enough." Li Hui smashed his mouth.

"Team Zheng, you probably understand the situation, would you arrange a task?" Han Bin suggested.

Zheng Kaixuan raised his chin: "You arrange it."

Han Bin nodded and said, "Li Hui and Sun Xiaopeng, visit the people around you to see if there are any witnesses or people who have seen the suspected vehicle."

"Zhao Ming and Tian Li, the two of you call the surrounding monitoring."

"Yes."

After the four broke up, Han Bin called another policeman to find the owners of Volkswagen and Hyundai who were parked on the slope.

"Binzi, what do you think of this case?" Zheng Kaixuan asked.

"I think vendetta is more likely." Han Bin said.

"How to say?"

"The self-defense wounds of the robbery are usually on the front, palms, arms, arms, and chest, but these parts of the deceased were not injured." Han Bin recalled for a moment and continued:

"The wounds of the deceased are all behind, and the fatal wounds are also behind, as if stabbing the victim to death in one go, and then looting his belongings, creating the illusion of robbery."

"If the victim really came by car, what about his car? Could it have been stolen by the suspect?" Zheng Kaixuan said.

"In recent years, there are fewer and fewer people stealing cars, and it is not easy to get them to sell stolen goods, but it is not ruled out that there are special channels." Han Bin said.

"If the purpose of the suspect is to grab the car, there is no need to kill." Zheng Kaixuan asked.

Han Bin thought for a moment, then shook his head and said: "There is too little evidence now. We can only find out the identity of the suspect before proceeding to the next investigation."

Zheng Kaixuan stretched out his hand and patted Han Bin on the shoulder: "You are staring here, I will report to Dai Ju."

"Yes."

Han Bin responded that the attack on the street had a very bad impact, not to mention the Yuhua branch, even the city bureau would pay attention to the case.

Once the branch's investigation has been delayed, the city bureau may also intervene in the investigation.

"Team leader." At this moment, Sun Xiaopeng and Li Hui walked over, followed by a man in his 30s.

"Binzi, when we visited the surrounding people, we found the owner of the modern car." Li Hui said.

"Hello, how do you call it?" Han Bin stretched out his hand and shook hands with the other party.

"My name is Zhou Yaxing, and that white Hyundai is my car. This police officer, I have to go to work, can I drive my car?" the man tentatively asked.

"Yes, but before that, I want to ask you a few questions first." Han Bin said.

"You say."

"When did you park your car here?" Han Bin asked.

Zhou Yaxing recalled for a moment: "It seems to be, around 7 o'clock last night."

"How many cars were there at the time?"

"Two cars." Zhou Yaxing said, pointing to the black Volkswagen:

"One is the black Volkswagen. I recognize this car and often parked here; there is another black Mercedes, sandwiched between my car and the Volkswagen."

"Benz! Are you sure?" Li Hui said in surprise.

"OK, Mercedes-Benz E300, other cars can't remember, Mercedes-Benz will never remember badly." Zhou Yaxing shrugged.

"Yes, it's no wonder people can afford Vicente Cabourg underwear. They have a thick foundation." Li Hui smashed his mouth.

"Do you have a driving recorder?" Han Bin asked.

Zhou Yaxing nodded: "Yes."

"Let's take a look at the video of your parking last night." Han Bin suggested.

"Okay, I'll call it out for you."

Han Bin pointed to Sun Xiaopeng and motioned to the other party to follow up and check.

"Binzi, this case is getting more and more weird. A beggar actually started to rush, is it because we are out, or the world is too crazy." Li Hui said with emotion.