Detective from The Future

Seeing a group of people in the room, Ding Xifeng was afraid that it would affect Han Bin's investigation and let the other team members go out first.

Only Han Bin, Ding Xifeng, and Ma Jingbo remained in the house.

Ding Xifeng and Ma Jingbo were sitting across the table, smoking cigarettes, one for you and one for me. They were very beautiful.

Han Bin lowered his head to study the footprints.

The five suspects are all horoscopes with the same height, posture, age, and walking posture. Even people who have studied footprint identification can hardly distinguish clearly.

This skill, as long as a few people can touch the threshold of an expert.

Han Bin is one.

Another point is that the suspect was wearing rubber-soled shoes for the crime, but today none of the five suspects was wearing rubber-soled shoes.

Some people wear leather shoes and some people wear casual shoes. The shoe prints on different shoes will be different, which will increase the difficulty of identification.

For these five shoe prints, Han Bin studied the four shoe prints for more than 40 minutes, first using the elimination method.

The fifth shoe print was carefully compared with the suspect's shoe print.

Ma Jingbo looked at the phone. It was already seven o'clock in the evening. Just when he was a little impatient while waiting, Han Bin finally spoke.

"The comparison result is out."

"Are there any suspects?"

"Yes." Han Bin let out a long sigh of relief and stretched out.

"which one?"

Han Bin pointed to one of the documents: "The fifth suspect Lu Yuejiang."

Ding Xifeng took the prints of Lu Yuejiang's shoes and found that the other party was wearing leather shoes. Although he knew a little about footprint identification, it was beyond his ability, and he asked directly: "Can you be sure?"

"can."

Ma Jingbo also took a look at the shoe print and frowned: "How sure is it that he is the suspect?"

"Ninety percent."

Ding Xifeng thought for a moment, and asked Ma Jingbo on the side: "Are there any details about Lu Yuejiang?"

Ma Jingbo walked aside and found a piece of information: "38 years old, height 176, walked with outstretched characters, a villager in Fucheng Village, divorced, living with his father."

Ding Xifeng glanced at Han Bin, and the suspects didn't need to use people, they had already found out the merits, and could only continue to investigate.

"In this way, Han Bin and I are in charge of interrogating Lu Yuejiang, and you take people to search Lu Yuejiang's home."

"Yes." Ma Jingbo replied. As soon as he walked out of the door, he shouted, "The second group will follow me."

Then, Ding Xifeng asked Lu Yuejiang to be interrogated.

There are three people in charge of the interrogation, Han Bin, Ding Xifeng, and a member of the first team and second team of the city criminal investigation team Sha Pingwei.

Ding Xifeng also considered the arrangement of interrogators.

First of all, the identification of the footprints was done by Han Bin. It is only he who knows it in his heart. It is more appropriate for him to be in charge of the trial than others, and he is more confident in questioning.

Secondly, Sha Pingwei belongs to the city criminal investigation team. Even if he catches the suspect's first contribution to Han Bin, he can't lose his own person. After all, there is hard work without credit.

Although it sounds a bit utilitarian, it is all about being a human being. It is the same everywhere, and no industry is immune.

Uneven interests make it difficult to be convinced by his subordinates.

five minutes later.

Meeting room of Guojiazhuang Village Committee.

Lu Yuejiang was taken to the conference room and sat on the east side of the conference table. A detective was standing behind him.

Han Bin, Ding Xifeng, and Sha Pingwei sat on the west side of the conference table.

Sha Pingwei turned on the law enforcement recorder, and Han Bin routinely asked: "Name, gender, age..."

"Comrade police, I have finished the model walk, what are you looking for to do?" Lu Yuejiang showed a nervous look.

Han Bin opened his notebook: "If you ask you anything, answer what you should know. I will naturally tell you."

"Comrade police, there is an old man at home, waiting for me to go home to cook, I am afraid he is hungry."

"Don't worry, our police comrades will take care of your father and won't let him hungry." Then, Ding Xifeng took out his mobile phone and sent a WeChat message to Ma Jingbo, asking him to buy something to eat for Lu Yuejiang's father. .

"Your father's meal problem is solved, let's talk about your situation."

"Comrade police, what can I do, I'm just an ordinary person." Lu Yuejiang looked blank.

"Name, gender, age..." Han Bin asked again.

Han Bin knows the details of the other party, but routine inquiry is still necessary.

"My name is Lu Yuejiang, and I am one of you. This year is thirty-seven or eighty-eight."

"What is thirty-seven-eight, how old are you yourself, and how many counts in your heart?" Sha Pingwei questioned.

"Hehe."

Lu Yuejiang smiled: "I remember clearly how old I was before I was 30. After I was 30, I didn't pay much attention to it anymore. Besides, you asked whether you asked Xusui or one year old. Up."

Han Bin did not continue to entangle him, and changed the subject: "Lu Yuejiang, do you know Guo Xinfeng?"

"understanding."

"What is your relationship with him?"

"It doesn't matter, I just went to his supermarket to buy things."

Sha Pingwei knocked on the table: "You are from Fucheng Village, why do you want to go to his supermarket?"

"His family is in the east of Guojiazhuang Village, and Fucheng Village is also on the east of Guojiazhuang. Although they are two villages, they are very close to our home. Besides, their supermarket has everything from the supermarket, and the tobacco and alcohol are cheap. Everyone loves to go. "

"When was the last time you went to Guo Xinfeng's house?"

"I can't remember, just a few days ago."

"Have you been to his backyard?"

"No, his supermarket is in front, what shall I do in the backyard."

Han Bin made a note in the notebook and continued to ask: "Where are you from 10 to 12 on New Year's Day night?"

"Can not remember."

"Then think about it. We have time tonight. If you want to go home early, you can cooperate with the police."

"You police can't arrest people casually?"

"Since we arrested you, naturally there is a basis."

"What's the basis? Take it out and see." Lu Yuejiang rubbed his nose.

"When I should tell you, I will naturally tell you, all follow your will. Are you interrogating us, or are we interrogating you?"

This Lu Yuejiang spoke to me, sounding simple and ignorant, but Han Bin could feel that the other party was deliberately disrupting the police's inquiry.

"On New Year's Day, where were you from 10 to 12 o'clock in the evening?" Han Bin continued the question.

"I can't remember everything."

"Then think about it, until you remember it." Han Bin leaned on the chair and took a sip of tea, looking calm.

Lu Yuejiang glanced at Han Bin, then at Ding Xifeng and Sha Pingwei, then lowered his head and fiddled with his fingers. Five minutes passed.

Han Bin did not continue to ask other questions, but waited for the other party to answer. He took a few sips of tea and ordered a cigarette.

Isn't it consumption?

This is a required course for the police.

Who is afraid of whom?

"Ah..." Lu Yuejiang cleared his throat: "Comrade Police, I really couldn't remember that night. Would you like to change the question?"

"Keep thinking!"

After another two minutes, Lu Yuejiang took a deep breath: "That...I remembered, I was at home that night."

"Who can prove it?"

"My father."

"On New Year's Day, from ten to twelve o'clock in the evening, your father has always been with you?"

"Correct."

"What did you do?"

"What can I do, my father is used to going to bed early, so he goes to bed at nine o'clock."

"You two sleep in the same room?"

"No."

"In other words, during this period, no one has seen you staying at home?"

"I don't even have a woman, they are all at that point, who can stay with me forever." Lu Yuejiang sighed.

Han Bin wrote a note in the notebook, and Lu Yuejiang did not prove his alibi, and his suspicion rose further.

"You said, you haven't been to the backyard of Guo Xinfeng's house?"

"Yes."

"Then why did we find your shoe print in his backyard?"

"impossible."

"Do you think that so many policemen are joking with you and will interrogate you without basis or evidence?" Han Bin asked back.

"That might be because I stepped on the toilet at his house."

"Didn't you say you haven't been to his backyard?"

"People have three urgency."

"If you worry, how can you stom on human blood?"

"what do you mean?"

Han Bin took out the footprints of the suspect at the crime scene: "Look for yourself to see if these are your footprints and are they stained with blood."

Lu Yuejiang glanced at it, showing a look of surprise, and couldn't help but shiver.

"Why are you scared?"

"What am I afraid of? There are more of these shoes, and more people wear these shoes. Why do you say it is my shoe print?" Lu Yuejiang retorted loudly, stubbing his neck.

"The same shoes, worn by different people, will have different shoe prints. This is scientifically verified, and it is useless if you don't admit it."

"I don't understand what you mean?"

"The shoe print is yours, and the blood is Guo Xinfeng's. You were there when the murderer killed someone. In other words, you are probably the murderer..."

Before Han Bin finished speaking, Lu Yuejiang immediately retorted: "I am not, don't frame me, you just want to convict me with a shoe print and scare anyone!"

Lu Yuejiang's refusal to admit it was also in Han Bin's expectation. After all, as long as he admits this case, it will be a capital crime. If he admits easily, it will be weird.

However, through the interrogation just now, it was determined that Lu Yuejiang had no alibi, which was a very critical point.

"Om..." At this moment, Ding Xifeng's cell phone rang.

Ding Xifeng took out his mobile phone and looked at it, showing a smile: "When interrogating you, I sent someone to search your home."

Hearing these words, Lu Yuejiang's face changed drastically.

"What's hidden in your house, I shouldn't need to remind you." Ding Xifeng said, handing the phone to Han Bin.

Han Bin took it and looked at it. It was a WeChat sent by Ma Jingbo. It said that under the stove of Lu Yuejiang’s house, the looted item was found, there was a lot of change, and the hostess’s gold and silver jewelry. Blood stained.

At the same time, under Lu Yuejiang's pillow, a machete was found, which was consistent with the murder weapon that killed Guo Xinfeng's family. After preliminary identification by the technical team, it was contaminated with human blood.

With **** loot and lethal weapons, Lu Yuejiang is useless even if he does not recruit, it can be said that there is hard evidence!