Detective from The Future

"Team leader, I found the video." Sun Xiaopeng shouted.

Han Bin walked over and sat in the position of the co-pilot to check, while Li Hui sat in the back row to check.

This is a video of parking. It was dark at 7 o'clock in the evening. Hyundai cars should have their lights turned on. The line of sight ahead was clear. There were two black cars in front of the parking place.

One is a black Volkswagen and the other is a black Mercedes. Hyundai is parked on the right side of the Mercedes.

"Stop." Han Bin shouted, and Sun Xiaopeng paused the video, just in time for the Mercedes-Benz license plate number.

"Make a note of this license plate number and check the identity of the owner."

"Yes." Sun Xiaopeng responded and took his notebook to write it down.

"This police officer, I can go now." Zhou Yaxing asked.

"Give the memory card of the driving recorder to my colleague to make a copy, and then make a transcript before leaving." Han Bin said.

"Thank you." Zhou Yaxing breathed a sigh of relief.

"It should be we thank you." Han Bin smiled.

Hearing Han Bin's words, Zhou Yaxing also smiled, and his heart was completely at ease.

For an ordinary citizen, many people have never even been to a police station, let alone dealing with criminal police. He must be a little worried about being involved in the murder. Han Bin's friendly attitude gave him a lot of comfort.

After getting out of the car, Han Bin arranged for Sun Xiaopeng to return to the police station to investigate the information of the Mercedes-Benz owner. He and Li Hui stayed and continued to visit.

After a while, Wu Xia sent a collated photo of the deceased's remains. Han Bin and Li Hui asked the surrounding people with the photo.

There were still a lot of people watching the excitement around, Li Hui asked with his mobile phone:

"Grandpas and aunts, big brothers and sisters, who have seen the man in this photo?"

"Is this the one who died? Isn't he young?" said an aunt.

"This man is filthy, he is not a beggar."

"Everything happened these days, even beggars have been killed. From now on, I dare not walk the night away."

"It's all fate, it's time. It's useless for you to hide at home." Several onlookers commented.

"Dear brothers and sisters, this person may have been begging at the subway station before. Do people who take the subway often see if you recognize him? He often holds a white porcelain jar that has fallen out of paint." Han Bin shouted.

"Hey, this police officer, I really want to be impressed. I saw this man at the subway entrance." said a woman in her thirties.

"When?" Han Bin asked.

"It's been two or three days. Kneeling at the subway entrance while holding a white porcelain cylinder. His legs seem to be faulty. I think he pitifully returned him a dollar." The woman said.

"Listening to you, I really want to have seen it. It's been about half a month. I also saw him at the subway entrance. When there was no change, I gave him ten yuan." A young man in his early twenties Woman Road.

Two consecutive people said that they had seen the dead near the subway entrance, which also proved Han Bin's conjecture.

Han Bin asked Li Hui to go directly to the Anpingli subway. There are many vendors near the subway entrance, some selling fruits, some snacks, some accessories...

There is a lot of people here, and there are dozens of vendors inside and outside.

Han Bin took the photo of the deceased and asked, and found that most of the vendors here knew the deceased, and even for several years, he could be sure that the deceased was a professional beggar.

...

Back to the police station, it was already noon.

Han Bin and others went to the cafeteria to have a meal, and gathered the facts of the case while eating in the office.

Han Bin took a sip of tea and moistened his throat: "Let me talk about the visit between Li Hui and I. The deceased was indeed a beggar, and he should be a professional beggar. He often disguised himself as having problems with his legs and feet to gain sympathy. ."

"I can't believe it now. He is really a beggar and can still drive." Li Hui sighed, thinking about his QQ car, it can only be called a means of transportation.

Han Bin pointed to Sun Xiaopeng on the side: "Has the identity of the car owner been found?"

"I found it." Sun Xiaopeng got up and put a document under the projector.

Owner: Fan Zhenye

Age: 33 years old

Nationality: Han

Sex: Male

Hometown: from Xiaping Village, Qindao

Phone number: 1332246XXXX

"I called the deceased's cell phone number and it has been turned off." Sun Xiaopeng shrugged.

"Find a way to contact the family of the deceased." Han Bin ordered.

"Yes." Sun Xiaopeng replied.

Han Bin took two bites of rice and continued to ask: "Tian Li, how is your investigation there?"

"We have called up the surveillance around the scene. There is no surveillance installed in Jing'an Hutong, but there is surveillance on the auxiliary road. We found the figure of the deceased through surveillance." Tian Li said, took out the tablet and received it on the projector:

"At around nine o'clock last night, the deceased passed through the community into the side road, and then walked into the alley. He has not reappeared since."

"In other words, the deceased may have died at around nine o'clock, and the suspect may have left the scene just after nine o'clock. Have you found any traces of the suspect?" Han Bin asked.

"We just got the surveillance, and we watched it for less than an hour. We only checked the surveillance on the side road near the subway. There are still a few forks in Jing'an Hutong. More surveillance hasn't had time to investigate." Tian Lisheng Shrugged his shoulders.

Han Bin nodded: "Any other findings?"

Tian Li moved the video progress and continued: "At 6:50 this morning, a black Mercedes drove out of Jing'an Hutong with the same license plate number as the deceased."

"Have you found the whereabouts of the car?" Han Bin asked.

"After the car drove on the side road, we lost track. To find the track of the car, we have to go to the traffic police monitoring center to track it." Tian Li said.

"Then you have a hard time, go to the traffic police monitoring center this afternoon."

"understood."

"Chuck..." At this moment, the door of the office opened, and Zheng Kaixuan walked in and laughed: "Yeah, I'm all eating."

"Team Zheng," everyone greeted.

"Continue to eat, no need to get up." Zheng Kaixuan waved his hand and pulled a chair to sit down: "How is the progress of the investigation?"

"The identity of the deceased has been found." Han Bin said.

"Notify the family of the deceased to recognize the body as soon as possible."

"Yes."

"The police station has already contacted the policeman and has notified him to come to take the transcript in the afternoon." Zheng Kaixuan said.

"I will arrange it." Han Bin replied.

"The leaders of the sub-bureau attaches great importance to this case. Everyone has worked hard in the past two days to try to get this case down as soon as possible. The impact of street attacks is too bad, not only will cause panic among the citizens, but also a challenge to our sub-bureau." Zheng Kaixuan said solemnly .

"Team Zheng can rest assured that we will do our best to investigate the case," Han Bin assured.

...

"Boom..." After two o'clock in the afternoon, there was a knock on the door outside the office.

At this time, Han Bin was checking the video surveillance on the computer and said, "Come in."

"Chuck..." When the door rang, a man in his twenties with glasses stood at the door and asked: "Excuse me, is this the second team of the third criminal investigation team?"

"Yes." Han Bin looked at the other party and asked, "Who are you?"

"My name is Huang Wei. I found a dead body in Jing'an Hutong in the morning. I am the reporter."

"Please come in." Han Bin got up and led the other person to sit across the table.

Li Hui also stopped watching the surveillance video, walked over, and turned on the law enforcement recorder.

"We will make a note for you." Han Bin said.

"Okay." Huang Wei nodded, twisting his hands together, looking a little nervous.

Han Bin asked about it routinely and led to the topic: "Where did you go after reporting the crime this morning?"

"I was a little scared at the time, so I didn't dare to stay on the scene." Huang Wei said.

"When you saw the deceased, what was he like?"

Huang Wei took a deep breath: "He's just lying there, I see so much blood around, I think he may be dead."

"Have you been close to him?" Han Bin asked.

Huang Wei hesitated and recalled: "No."

"What industry are you in?"

"Sell insurance."

"Did you not go to work today?" Han Bin asked.

"I was terrified, I couldn't concentrate at all, my mind was... I really saw it for the first time..." Huang Wei took off his glasses and rubbed his face.

"Don't be nervous, I can understand, you will forget after a while." Han Bin comforted.

Huang Wei put on his glasses and nodded.

"When did you leave the scene?"

Huang Wei thought for a moment: "I can't remember."

"You always know when you call the police."

"At six forty."

"How long have you stayed at the scene?" Han Bin asked.

"How dare I stay and just left, I'm too scared to stay there."

"There are three cars parked more than ten meters away from the corpse. Have you noticed?" Han Bin tentatively asked.

Huang Wei hesitated for a moment, and shook his head: "I have an impression."

Han Bin observed the right expression and asked, "There is a Mercedes-Benz in it, have you seen it?"

"I didn't look closely, I was scared silly at the time."