Detective from The Future

"Maybe I remembered it wrong." Liu Zhixin sophistry.

"Liu Zhixin, you treat us as a three-year-old kid. Your confession just now has been filmed, and you can't tolerate your sophistry." Li Hui scolded.

"I was wronged." Liu Zhixin said.

"Why are you wronged?" Han Bin said.

"Even if Sun Qifeng has my dander between his nails, it only means that he has caught me, but it doesn't mean that I am the murderer." Liu Zhixin said.

"Liu Zhixin, have you been to the constant line recently?" Han Bin said.

"No."

Han Bin leaned on the table and said, "Do you want to know how we caught you?"

"miss you."

"Shoe prints." Han Bin said.

"Shoe prints?" Liu Zhixin wondered.

"The footprints you left at the scene of abandoning the car are different from those of Sun Qifeng." Han Bin said.

"How can you be sure that it is my shoe print?" Liu Zhixin said.

"People have different postures, different walking postures, and the signs of wear on shoes are also different. Just like human fingerprints, they are all unique." Han Bin said.

"You found me just with the shoe prints." Liu Zhixin muttered to himself.

"Your shoe prints are everywhere at the corpse throwing scene, and you can't afford it." Han Bin said sternly.

"Haha, shoe print, because of a shoe print..." Liu Zhixin let out a strange smile.

"Liu Zhixin, be lenient in confession, strict in resistance." Han Bin said.

"Hehe, lenient? Strict?" Liu Zhixin shook his head: "Does it make sense to me?"

"Think about your wife, if you don't explain it, she will always carry it, and her guilt will be heavier." Han Bin said.

Liu Zhixin held his forehead with his hands and was silent for a long time.

Just when Li Hui was a little impatient and wanted to urge.

Liu Zhixin spoke.

"I did it."

"say clearly."

"I killed both Xing Jianbin and Sun Qifeng." Liu Zhixin said.

"Why kill Xing Jianbin?" Han Bin said.

"He's damned."

"What hate do you have with him?"

"Sun Qifeng followed him to engage in MLM, and the money was borrowed from me, but it was lost all at once, and it hasn't been repaid until now, let alone promised interest." Liu Zhixin said.

"Didn't Sun Qifeng own a van? Why don't you use a van to pay off debts?" Li Hui said.

"The broken bread has many hands, it can be worth a few dollars." Liu Zhixin said.

"Why kill Sun Qifeng?"

"The crime requires transportation, but after finishing the case, the transportation is easy to be found. I don't want it to find me." Liu Zhixin said.

"You are cruel enough." Li Hui hummed.

"Is the noodles I cooked delicious?" Liu Zhixin turned around.

"Why do you think of asking this."

"Several people have eaten at the noodle shop, it seems that they haven't paid the money yet." Liu Zhixin said.

"We won't rely on money. Our team Zeng has already given the money to your wife." Han Bin said.

"Thank you." Liu Zhixin said.

"When is it all, still thinking about your small money." Li Hui said.

"Opening a noodle restaurant is hard money, especially in the summer when the kitchen is like a stove. The hard-earned money I earned was cheated away. What is the difference with killing my life." Liu Zhixin was a little excited and patted his seat. Chair path:

"Those who engage in MLM are the hungry wolves who kill without seeing blood!"

"Where is the stolen money?"

"I don't know." Liu Zhixin said.

"At this time, you still refuse to tell where the stolen money is?"

"Ask my wife," Liu Zhixin said, closing his eyes.

No matter what Han Bin and Li Hui said, they stopped talking.

After leaving the interrogation room, Li Hui couldn't help asking: "What does this guy mean, I've already slapped him, but he refuses to tell where the stolen money is hidden?"

Han Bin sighed: "He is creating conditions for his wife to perform meritorious service."

"This..." Li Hui opened his mouth and didn't know what to say.

...

Liu Zhixin was slapped, and his wife no longer insisted.

In order to be able to reduce the crime, the hiding place of the stolen money was explained.

Buried in a wood in a nearby park.

Two hundred thousand U.S. dollars and three hundred thousand renminbi were all recovered, and the case was completely solved!

The third and second teams of the criminal investigation team were commended by the leaders.

...

"Congratulations, Constable 577533, successfully solved the first murder case."

"Footprint identification, skill proficiency +3; micro expression analysis, skill proficiency +3."

"The reward is worth 10 points."

Han Bin smiled, it was worth the effort.

This time the case was the most complicated and hardest, but the rewards were also very generous.

This case alone is enough to pay the installment bill for the skills of micro-expression analysis, and it is even more than enough.

During this time, Han Bin can relax and don't have to worry about installment bills all day.

...

After finishing the case, it is already nine o'clock in the evening.

In order to reward the second group, Zheng Kaixuan invited everyone to dinner.

There was a heated discussion on the question of what to eat.

Li Hui proposed to eat barbecue.

Tian Li suggested eating stir-fried vegetables.

Zhao Ming suggested eating hot pot.

Zeng Ping abstained.

Han Bin hasn't eaten hot pot for a long time, so he missed this bite.

In the end, Zhao Ming's proposal won by more than half.

Not far from the branch office, there is a nine-door hot pot restaurant.

The six asked for a private room, mandarin duck pot bottom, lamb, beef, hairy tripe, fish slip, lettuce, cabbage, enoki mushroom, fungus and so on.

The dishes were ordered for a whole table.

We ate together, and originally wanted to drink some wine, but Zheng Kaixuan, Zeng Ping, and Liu Hui all drove in their cars, so they gave up.

The water in the shabu-shabu boiled, and Han Bin directly picked up the mutton, putting half of the two bottoms on one side.

"Binzi, your way of eating is too bold, you put all the meat in." Li Hui said.

"You have such a big mouth, half with one chopstick, can others still eat it?" Han Bin asked back.

"Han Bin is right, this lamb must be eaten with a big mouthful to be delicious." Zheng Kaixuan said, reaching out: "The meat is cooked, move the chopsticks."

The people present were not small in appetite. One person took a chopstick and a plate of meat went down.

"The lamb tastes good in this restaurant," Zheng Kaixuan said.

"I heard that it is the sheep from Neimeng." Zhao Ming said.

"The lamb is still hand-cut and chewy." Zeng Ping smiled.

"This spicy pot bottom is too spicy, is the boss from Shancheng?" Tian Li hurriedly took a sip of yogurt.

"This is enough energy." Han Bin said with a smile: "Eating hot pot in an air-conditioned room in summer is a treat."

...

"Hello, this is the 110 Alarm Service Center."

"Hey, I want to call the police." A woman's voice came through the phone.

"What do you need help?" the policeman asked.

"My son was beaten to death." The woman cried.

"Madam, you mean, your son was killed?" The policeman confirmed.

"Yes, send the criminal police soon to catch the murderer and avenge my son." The woman cried.

"When did you find out that your son was killed?"

"just now."

"Where are you?"

"Xiangcheng International, my son's body is in the green belt of the community, oooo..." The woman burst into tears again.

"Madam, don't worry, I will report to the police now and send the police to deal with it." The operator did not get a response.

The woman who reported the crime seemed to be overwhelmed and could no longer speak.