Detective from The Future

Qindao Botanical Garden.

Before Tian Li came to the Botanical Garden, he went to Zhang Zihan's house.

In the bedroom, she was found wearing unwashed clothes and sheets.

With the help of the dog handler, let the Labrador sniff the source of the smell, and then start the search at the order of the dog handler.

Because they worked together once, Han Bin and others are very confident in this police dog.

A police dog is different from an ordinary dog. He is a reliable comrade of the police officer.

The botanical garden has a large area and is the second largest park in Qindao City.

Because three days have passed, the smell trail has faded a lot, making it more difficult for police dogs to search.

Every once in a while, the dog handlers let the police dog sniff the source.

The Labrador took a small bump, and after walking for a while, Han Bin felt that the surrounding scenery was a bit familiar.

There are many trees around and a thick layer of fallen leaves on the ground. Under the sunlight, it seems to have covered the botanical garden with a layer of gold leaf.

Recalling that on December 9th, Zhang Zihan posted three sets of pictures in Moments. It was a selfie of her cleaning up the garbage. The background picture is very similar to this one.

"Wow..." Labrador yelled twice, and the dog paws scratched on the ground.

A white object was found among the thick fallen leaves.

The trainer shouted: "Suspicious objects found."

"The others stay where they are." Han Bin exhorted, and walked over with Zeng Ping.

Han Bin squatted on the ground and picked up the suspicious object, which was a white wireless headset.

"This headset is probably Zhang Zihan's." Zeng Ping said.

Han Bin put the earphones into the plastic bag and stood up and said, "This should be where Zhang Zihan cleans up the garbage."

Zeng Ping took a few steps forward: "Yes, I remember the angle of the selfie, it should be right next to me."

Han Bin observed carefully and took a few more photos: "The fallen leaves are too thick, leaving no obvious footprints."

Zeng Ping turned his head and looked at the dog handler to the side: "Are there other suspicious objects nearby?"

The dog handler shook his head: "No."

"Team Zeng, look at this side." Han Bin pointed to the front not far away: "This one has been moving forward, like a trace of drag."

Zeng Ping stared at it for a while. Because of the fallen leaves, the drag traces were not very obvious, but if you kept looking in the direction pointed by Han Bin, you would find that there was indeed a slight drag trace, The fallen leaves are a little different.

Zeng Ping said to the dog handler on the side: "There should be other scenes, continue searching."

The dog handler responded and let the police dog sniff the source again. The police dog sniffed on the ground and seemed to have found a trace of the smell. While sniffing the ground, he walked forward.

Han Bin stood behind and did not leave immediately. He found the traces of the police dog's search, which matched the traces of dragging.

The police dog continued to walk for a while, arrived near a rockery, and began to wander, it seemed that the smell of tracking had faded.

The dog handler asked the police dog to sniff again, and then the police dog went around behind the rockery. The neighborhood is relatively secretive, with the rockery blocking it, and the situation here is not clear from a distance.

"Wow..." The police dog cried again, and his two paws began to dig the ground.

It's just that this time the suspicious item was buried a bit deep, and it was still not found after digging for a while.

Han Bin waved to a short distance: "Zhao Ming, shovel."

Zhao Ming carried the shovel and hurried over in a trot: "Brother Bin, where to dig?"

Han Bin pointed to the front: "The position of the dog's paw."

Zhao Ming took a sip on his hand, rubbed his palms, and started digging with a shovel.

Han Bin showed a wry smile: "You kid, prepare to dig your head, don't want me to change with you."

"This is what I said, how can I let the leader do it, I'm enough." Zhao Ming said indifferently.

Zhao Ming has money in his family. Many people think that he is a policeman for fun. It will not last long, and after the excitement, he may stop doing it.

However, on the contrary, in Han Bin's view, Zhao Ming's family has good conditions, many choices, and he is willing to work as a policeman. He is also the purest of the few.

He really likes the profession of police.

Take Han Bin as an example. The reason why he became a policeman is largely due to family reasons. Han Bin's father is a policeman.

Although Han Weidong is not high-level, he is only the chief of a grassroots police station, but after so many years of police work, he has many friends and colleagues in Qindao, and every branch can speak for himself.

Not to mention, Dai Minghan and Zheng Kaixuan both knew Han Weidong. Zeng Ping was of a lower level and junior qualifications, but he was not very familiar with Han Weidong.

To put it bluntly, as long as Han Bin is a policeman, even if his ability is average, under the care of Han Weidong, he can still mix well.

This is not to say that Han Weidong is acting for his own sake, but that it is human nature.

In the U.S., Boss had been president, and Boss was also president. If Boss did not leave the resources to his son, would it be possible?

The tenth brother of Xiaobu has become governor and has to run for president. Is it possible without the resources of his father and brother?

Of course, Han Bin was able to become the leader of the Criminal Police team so quickly, mainly because of his own ability.

Han Weidong's relationship has also helped him create a good working environment. Otherwise, no matter how great your credit is, no one will be promoted, which is in vain.

"Kaka..." Zhao Ming had already seen sweat on his head while digging, and the soil was also dug a little half a meter deep.

Zhao Ming pushed two shovels down, but couldn't push them anymore.

"There is something below."

"Clean up the surrounding soil." Han Bin said.

Zhao Ming scraped away the surrounding soil and found a green woven bag.

Han Bin recognized the woven bag at a glance: "This is the bag that contains the garbage. Zhang Zihan cleaned up the garbage and used this bag to pack it."

"Don't damage the bag, dig out the whole thing; Binzi, look at the scene, and I will inform the technical team and the forensic doctor." Zeng Ping pressed a sentence and left.

Although I haven't seen the dead yet, based on Zeng Ping's experience, he is already in the same position.

No one would spend so much effort burying a bag of garbage in the ground.

Han Bin pointed to the Labrador on the side: "Good girl, you have done something again!"

"Tian Li, bring the ham we bought!"

...

Yuhua branch, the second group office of the third criminal investigation team.

It didn't take long for Li Hui to learn the news.

Li Hui cleaned up, brought a cup of hot water, and was about to rush to the scene when there was a knock on the door.

"Boom."

"Come in."

The door opened, and two men walked in outside.

"What's the matter with you?" Li Hui asked.

"My name is Zhang Daquan and I am the anchor of Flying Fish Entertainment."

"Zhang Gadan?"

"Yes, you also watched my live broadcast?" Zhang Daquan asked with a smile.

Li Hui frowned and heard the implication: "Who told you that I watched the live broadcast?"

"No, I guessed it." Zhang Daquan sneered.

Li Hui ignored the man on the side: "What is your name?"

"My name is Sun Chuanxi, Gua Dan's assistant."

"Xiaopeng, you take Assistant Sun to the lounge for a while." Li Hui took off his coat and sat back in the chair.

I can't go to the scene temporarily.

Sun Xiaopeng got up and took Sun Chuanxi away. When he came back, Li Hui turned on the law enforcement recorder and started taking notes.

Routine inquiry: "Name, age, occupation..."

"Zhang Daquan, everyone calls me Zhang Gadan, you can also call me like that. I am nineteen years old this year and have been doing live broadcasts for more than a year. I am considered a little famous. I am now..."

"Stop, let me ask you what to say." Li Hui said.

"It's the leader." Zhang Daquan said.

Li Hui was taken aback for a moment, and tentatively said, "You have a criminal record?"

"I...I, at that time I was so naive, I..." Zhang Daquan lowered his head.

"What criminal record?"

"I... committed the crime of theft when I was fifteen years old. At that time, I was young and ignorant. Now I have changed.

Li Hui nodded: "It's fine if you change it."

Opened the notebook and made a note.

"What is the relationship between you and Zhang Zihan?"

"colleague."

"Are you familiar?"

"Not very familiar."

"When was the last time you saw her?" Li Hui asked.

"On the afternoon of December 9, the botanical garden we went to was separated at the gate of the botanical garden." Zhang Daquan recalled.

"Since then, have you seen Zhang Zihan?"

"No."

"When did you leave the park?"

"It's half past four."

"In three hours, what did you do in the botanical garden?" Li Hui asked.

"Clean up the garbage."

"Always cleaning up the garbage?" Li Hui asked.

"Yes, since it is to promote environmental protection, it must be done steadily. You can't go through the scene and fool things." Zhang Daquan said.

"Ding Dong..."

Li Hui's cell phone rang, and he clicked it to see that it was a WeChat. Zhao Ming sent two pictures, and the body had been dug out.

It was just a guess before, but with these two photos, it was a real hammer.

The nature of the case and the importance of the transcript have also been completely different.

Li Hui took a deep breath: "Did you start a live broadcast when you cleaned up the garbage?"

"No."

"Why don't you open a live broadcast, it will not only play a publicity role, but also have certain benefits for your reputation." Li Hui said.

Zhang Daquan scratched his head: "At the time, I didn't think so much."

"Who is there when you clean up the garbage?"

"Just me and my assistant." Zhang Daquan replied, before turning to ask: "This police officer, what happened to Zhang Zihan?"

"She is dead."

Zhang Daquan's hands trembled, his eyebrows pressed down and frowned.